Chapter 66: The Hearts of Young Lovers Are Tightly Connected
Dr. Huo packed up his things, preparing to leave. It was almost lunchtime, and under normal circumstances, he might have stayed for a meal. When Xiao Fu was younger, he used to call him uncle; they were quite close.
But now, Dr. Huo decided not to get involved in the matters between Xiao Fu and his brother.
At this moment, Xiao Fu clearly seemed a bit unhinged. As Dr. Huo was leaving, Xiao Fu didn’t even see him off. It was Chi Wang who quickly stood up to escort him, but Dr. Huo held him back, saying, “No need to see me out. You should rest well. Although your ankle has been set, try to avoid walking too much these days to let it heal.”
Chi Wang obediently nodded. Looking at him, Dr. Huo once again marveled at how different siblings could be despite sharing the same mother—a testament to the profound influence of genetics.
As radiant as the morning sun amidst rosy clouds, as ethereal as a gentle breeze gliding over Peng Island—this was the grace and charm that youths should possess. Xiao Fu had never exhibited such qualities; he had been rebellious and violent since childhood.
After Dr. Huo left, Chi Wang glanced at Xiao Fu. He was sitting on a single sofa, his expression extremely grim, eyes downcast—a calm before the storm.
Chi Wang was filled with trepidation.
Xiao Fu’s appearance naturally carried a fierce aura. Chi Wang believed that a person’s appearance and mood were closely related. If one always displayed anger, the facial muscles would mold that expression permanently, making the whole face seem unapproachable. Conversely, if one always wore a smile, over time, people would feel a natural affinity upon first sight.
Chi Wang always remembered this, so he tried to smile in all situations, not wanting negative emotions to be etched on his face and scare others.
But Xiao Fu’s brows and eyes exuded hostility, indicating that he often engaged in confrontations and fights. Although he usually appeared to smile, it was a forced smile that looked even more chilling, which over time intensified the fierceness in his eyes.
Previously, Xiao Fu hadn’t overtly displayed his aggression, so Chi Wang always thought he was a paper tiger. Seeing his low-pressure demeanor now, Chi Wang suddenly realized that Xiao Fu was never an easy person to get along with. He was merely gentle in front of him, sometimes a bit overbearing, but that didn’t mean he had a good temper.
Chi Wang sat on the sofa, nervously petting Little Dog, waiting for Xiao Fu to lose his temper.
But Xiao Fu sat on the sofa for a long time. Even when the auntie came out of the kitchen, hesitantly calling them to eat, Xiao Fu didn’t get angry with Chi Wang.
Instead, he stood up and said to Chi Wang, “You must be hungry. Let’s eat first.”
Chi Wang broke into a cold sweat; the calmer Xiao Fu was, the more he felt things were going badly.
He went to wash his hands and served himself some rice. At the dining table—lunch was sumptuous, with fish and meat. For just the two of them, eight dishes had been prepared—seven dishes and a soup, comparable to a New Year’s feast.
Of course, stir-fried asparagus with sausage was an essential dish.
Chi Wang refrained from complaining about how there was always sausage on Xiao Fu’s table. Holding his rice bowl, he started shoveling rice into his mouth.
Without a word, Xiao Fu moved the sausage dish in front of himself and pushed a plate of lighter dishes—stir-fried eggs with green peppers and minced meat with eggplant—toward Chi Wang.
Chi Wang didn’t dare speak and continued shoveling rice into his mouth.
Xiao Fu also ate silently. After half a bowl, he put down his chopsticks and watched Chi Wang eat.
Chi Wang: “…”
Here it comes—the famous painting “The Last Supper”!
Chi Wang didn’t dare look up. After finishing one bowl, he served himself a second and continued shoveling rice.
He ate three bowls of rice, and only when he couldn’t eat another grain did he put down his chopsticks.
After Chi Wang finished eating, Xiao Fu finally asked in a deep voice, “Who is it?”
Alarms rang in Chi Wang’s head. He picked up his water glass, took a big gulp, and said, “Brother, what did you say?”
Xiao Fu: “Whose child is it?”
Chi Wang: “…”
That was direct. How was he supposed to answer?
Chi Wang fell silent, not daring to speak.
Seeing his silence, Xiao Fu laughed. Of course, there was no mirth in his eyes, but his tone was much gentler. “It’s okay, I won’t get angry. Just tell me.”
Chi Wang lifted his eyelids slightly to look at Xiao Fu. The smile on Xiao Fu’s face seemed forced, and his sharp eyes were filled with hostility.
Seeing Chi Wang look at him, Xiao Fu’s eyes narrowed slightly, showing a hint of a smile that blended harmoniously with the smile on his face, making him appear much more gentle.
Xiao Fu continued, “You’re being too distant. You have a partner and didn’t tell me? You’re five months pregnant—that means you conceived before we met. Do you want me to play the Queen Mother and draw a Milky Way between you two?”
Chi Wang: “…”
Brother, your act is too fake.
Xiao Fu’s voice carried a hint of coaxing: “Who is it? One of your two roommates? I remember one of them is quite good-looking—is it Luo Lianyun? Or someone from outside the school? Tell me, and I’ll vet him for you.”
Chi Wang: “…”
Cold sweat quietly appeared. He wiped his forehead; his palms were soaked.
Xiao Fu’s tone was gentle: “I find homosexuality disgusting, but since you like boys, as your brother, I’ll support you. After all, you’re my brother. Tell me, who’s the father of the child? Such a big matter—I, as the uncle, have the right to know, don’t I?”
Chi Wang swallowed and asked, “If I tell you, you won’t put a sack over his head, right?”
Xiao Fu acted as if he heard something horrifying, widening his eyes. “What are you saying? We’re in a society ruled by law; I’m a law-abiding citizen.”
Chi Wang: “…”
Do you believe what you’re saying?
Chi Wang hesitated, unsure whether to tell him. But since Xiao Fu knew he was pregnant, even if he didn’t say now, Xiao Fu could find out.
He never underestimated Xiao Fu’s ability to investigate people.
Looking at Xiao Fu, Chi Wang reluctantly said, “It has nothing to do with Luo Lianyun; don’t misunderstand… The child’s father is my senior—you know him.”
The smile on Xiao Fu’s face disappeared. He suddenly stood up and strode out of the dining room. The auntie’s panicked voice rang out, “Mr. Xiao, what are you doing with that knife?”
Chi Wang: “????”
What the heck???
Chi Wang quickly stood up and ran over, seeing that Xiao Fu had already grabbed a knife, wrapped it in a towel, and was at the entrance putting on his coat.
Chi Wang shouted at him, “Brother, what are you doing with the knife?”
Xiao Fu lifted his face, his fierce expression forcing a smile. “Nothing. I just have some matters to attend to. You stay here and relax; I’ll be back later.”
Chi Wang: “…”
Before he could say more, Xiao Fu had already walked out in big strides.
Chi Wang: This is bad!
He took out his phone, turned it on, and called Xie Sicheng.
Xie quickly answered, “Hello?”
Chi Wang, breathless, said, “Senior, where are you now?”
Xie replied, “At home.” He paused and asked, “Are you coming back? I’ll pick you up; send me your location.”
Chi Wang raised his voice, “No! My brother is coming to find you. You need to hide!”
Xie was silent for a moment and asked, “He knows?”
Chi Wang felt very apologetic. “He noticed my belly was big and called a miracle doctor. With just one pulse, he said I was pregnant and even pinpointed the time. I couldn’t hide it; I had to tell him. I couldn’t lie about this!”
Xie calmly said, “He’s not at home now. It’s a good time for me to pick you up.”
Chi Wang: “…”
Wait, is that the point?
Aren’t you afraid???
Chi Wang exclaimed, “He took a knife when he left!”
Xie’s voice was cool, his emotions steady. “I know. Send me your location; I’ll come get you.”
Chi Wang: “…”
Must you pick me up? If I leave, won’t my brother be even angrier when he returns?
Chi Wang said, “No, I can’t leave. If I go, he’ll be even more upset. Let’s not see each other for a while.”
For now, he had to inconvenience Xie; he couldn’t just abandon Xiao Fu.
Xie: “…”
He knew that once Xiao Fu found out, Chi Wang wouldn’t come back.
He originally wanted to bring him back as soon as possible, but it seemed that wouldn’t work.
He wasn’t afraid of Xiao Fu; this confrontation was inevitable sooner or later. So not only did Xie not intend to leave, he even wanted to meet Xiao Fu.
Xie pressed his lips together, his voice still cold but deeper in tone. “Alright.”
Chi Wang, worried, advised him, “You should hide. Don’t go to the company either. My brother can be extreme; I’m afraid he’ll cause trouble for you elsewhere. Be cautious. Don’t attend any banquets or parties. Can you hire some bodyguards?”
The corners of Xie’s mouth lifted slightly, his icy tone softening a bit, like a stream flowing after the winter snow melts, carrying a hint of early spring warmth. “I will.”
Chi Wang, on the phone, saw the auntie peeking at him and quickly walked upstairs. Once in the bedroom, he continued talking to Xie, “Don’t walk the dog for now. Hire a college student to do it; you can pay them more. Lock all the rooms in the house. Don’t you have a place at a hotel? Stay there. Hotels have security; it should be safe, right?”
He rambled on, and Xie listened attentively, responding to each point. After Chi Wang finished making arrangements, he shifted the topic, somewhat apologetic. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t keep it from him, and my brother has been very good to me. I felt I couldn’t continue hiding it.”
Xie calmly said, “Don’t apologize. After all, I’m the one who got you pregnant. I understand how your brother feels. If he beats me up because of this, I won’t fight back. I’ll let him vent until he’s satisfied.”
“!!” Chi Wang’s voice suddenly rose. “You should still hide.”
He felt tense all over. Although Xie wasn’t in front of him, he could imagine Xie’s micro-expressions as he spoke—surely serious, solemn, and stern.
Chi Wang sat on the bed, his fingers tightly gripping his knees. In a somewhat dejected tone, he said to Xie, “Don’t get hurt. I’ll be very worried about you.”
The corners of Xie’s mouth curved into a beautiful arc, his voice deep. “I know.”
On the other side, Xiao Fu, unaware that Chi Wang was at his place, had his heart already set on finding Xie. His own brother was purely siding with an outsider. Driving his sports car at high speed, his raging nerves gradually cooled down. Suddenly, he realized a problem—
He didn’t know where Xie lived.
Xiao Fu: “…”
Drawing his sword and looking around, feeling lost.
He found a place to park and had someone check whether Xie was at his company. Learning that he wasn’t, he asked them to track Xie’s whereabouts.
But his underlings told him it would take at least half a day.
Xiao Fu: “…”
He felt like an idiot.
- Peng Island (Péng D?o): A mythical place in Chinese folklore, often associated with immortals and paradise.
- Draw a Milky Way: Refers to the Chinese legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, who were separated by the Milky Way drawn by the Queen Mother of the West.
- Put a sack over his head (tào má dài): Slang for ambushing or assaulting someone.
- Drawing his sword and looking around, feeling lost: A reference to a Chinese poem expressing confusion and frustration when one doesn’t know what to do.
