Guan Zijue acted a lot more naturally this time when Gu Yiâan went to his room.
Gu Yiâan secretly smiled to himself as he pushed Guan Zijue to the dining table before serving breakfast.
He sat opposite Guan Zijue and stared as he waited for Guan Zijue to try the food.
The aroma of freshly made breakfast was tantalizing, and it was obvious from Guan Zijueâs reaction that the food was indeed delicious.
Gu Yiâanâs lips turned up in a smile as he continued watching Guan Zijue.
I did all of this myself!
Guan Zijue could sense that Gu Yiâan was in a pretty good mood and said, âArenât you going to have some? The foodâs getting cold.â
Gu Yiâan nodded and started eating as well.?Wait, didnât I prepare all of these? Why did it feel like he was the one who made it now?
After breakfast, Gu Yiâan pushed Guan Zijue back into his bedroom.
Guan Zijue wanted to read a book initially, but Gu Yiâan refused, insisting that he should be resting instead.
Seeing Gu Yiâan being so insistent, Guan Zijue wanted to give a retort by using Gu Yiâanâs previous excuse when he was remodeling the room. Wasnât he the one who said that compared to being in a quiet environment, having some background noise was beneficial to recovery?
However, he decided against it eventually, since Gu Yiâan would probably think up another excuse and there was probably no way he could win the ensuing argument.
Guan Zijue was thus sent back to his bedroom.
After Gu Yiâan washed the dishes, he took out that painting and planned to give it to Guan Zijue.
Guan Zijue raised his brows as he saw Gu Yiâan.
âWhatâs up with that expression?â
Gu Yiâan laughed. âThis is my joyful expression. I canât help but laugh since Iâm so happy.â
Guan Zijue looked at him. âOkay, you can continue laughing then. Iâm going to sleep!â
Gu Yiâan added hastily, âOh come on. Donât do that. Youâre no fun at all. I have something to tell you!â
âWhat is it?â Guan Zijue asked without looking at him.
Gu Yiâan then revealed the painting he had been holding behind him. âLook at this.â
Guan Zijue was stunned when he saw the painting. He knew that Gu Yiâan treated this painting like a treasure since he didnât allow anyone to touch it and even refused to sell it at the high price offered to him previously.
Guan Zijue asked, âWhy are you showing me the painting?â
âArenât you surprised that it would appear here?â
âWhy should I be surprised? You can be here, so why canât the painting be here? Unless it doesnât belong to you!â
Gu Yiâan was rendered speechless at this.
This belongs to me, but I want to give it to you since you wanted it so badly before!
âI brought it here because I know you wanted it. Iâll destroy it if you donât want it!â
Gu Yiâan then pretended to start tearing the painting apart.
Guan Zijue simply stared at his hands in silence.
âWhat are you staring at?â
âIâd like to see how you destroy it. Tear it apart while Iâm looking!â
What? Instead of stopping me from destroying it, youâre encouraging me to tear it apart?
Guan Zijue sighed. âForget it. Put it there if you donât want to destroy it anymore. I canât do anything to you right now anyway!â
Slightly annoyed, Gu Yiâan sat in the wheelchair and threw the painting on Guan Zijueâs bed.
âFine. I was actually planning to give the painting to you!â
âI donât need it!â Guan Zijue rejected his gift instantly.
He doesnât want it anymore?
âThen why did you offer to buy the painting previously?â
âI donât want it anymore!â
âYou⦠you...â Gu Yiâan was at a loss for words.
Guan Zijue shook his head at this. âI wanted the painting previously because I was searching for a kid named Pingan, and this painting reminded me of the time we spent together...â
So he wanted the painting because he was searching for me!
Iâve really wronged him then. I thought he was a huge bully at the time!
The possibility didnât even cross my mind even though Iâve kept this painting with me for the same reason...
Gu Yiâan looked at Guan Zijue earnestly. âYou wanted the painting because you were searching for a kid named Pingan. What a coincidence. Because the reason I kept this painting was also to look for the person who protected me while I was younger. I was too young at the time to remember what he looked like, so all I could do was paint his side profile. I thought that he would be able to recognize me upon seeing this painting!â
They watched each other in silence for a while.
Gu Yiâan was the first to speak.
âIâve finally found you, Big Brother!â
Guan Zijue sighed. âPingan...â
âBig Brother, you might not know this but I didnât leave willingly at the time. Some of them told me that my dad was an English mafia boss, and that I simply look Chinese, while some of them said there was a man who wanted me as his godson. Whatever it was, they took me away and adopted me. I wasnât happy about it at all. It felt like I escaped from one hell only to enter another.â
âThere was no one who protected me there, and everybody wanted me dead. It was you who kept me going. When I thought about you, I could motivate myself to keep on fighting and living. It was Jue who saved me in the end. We killed the mastermind and took over the organization, which is now known as Sin Eliminators.â
Gu Yiâan smiled. âYou might not believe that someone like me would actually have the heart to save others. I studied medicine so I could help the weak, and I also tried going back to America to look for you. I didnât even know your name, and the underground wrestling rings were already dissolved. I thought Iâd never be able to find you, but who knew that fate would let us meet again? All the pieces suddenly fell together when I heard you call me Pingan.â
Guan Zijue never knew how much Gu Yiâan had been through.
He should be someone who lives in a peaceful world of his own, away from all that cruelty and violence.
Guilt filled Guan Zijue as he looked at Gu Yiâan.?He shouldnât have had to go through all of that. I was unable to protect him in the end.
Guan Zijueâs silence made Gu Yiâan a little anxious. He knew about Guan Zijueâs background, but he wondered if Guan Zijue would look upon him with disdain now that he knew what had really happened.
Iâm someone with a lot of blood on my hands.
âDo you think Iâm very cruel? That I could be so bloodthirsty all because I wanted to live? Am I different from how you imagined me to be? Say something! Why were you even there at that time! Hey, I feel like Iâm talking to myself here!â