Chapter 1

The sky was thick with dark clouds, a fine drizzle falling steadily. The air was heavy with the damp scent of earth and the moisture of rain.

A black Maybach pulled up smoothly in front of the hospital entrance. A man quickly stepped out, holding a black umbrella, and respectfully opened the back door.

A tall figure emerged, a man in a black coat, his grey-blue eyes deep-set, his features sharp, with a high nose and thin lips, exuding an aura of aggression. His mere presence drew attention.

The man beside him quickly raised his arm to hold the umbrella over the man’s head, as if afraid a single raindrop might touch him.

Reporters, who had been waiting outside the hospital, swarmed forward like a tide, their microphones and cameras pointed at Fu Hanchuan.

The lead reporter, fearing the man wouldn’t hear, shouted at the top of his lungs, “Mr. Fu, what do you think about Wen Yanyu’s suicide attempt after being rejected by you?”

“Mr. Fu, why didn’t you respond to Wen Yanyu’s public declaration of love for you online? Do you already have someone in your heart?”

“Mr. Fu! Did you rush back from abroad specifically to see Wen Yanyu? Is it true, as rumors have it, that you have feelings for him?”

“Mr. Fu, is there any possibility of you being with Wen Yanyu in the future?”

The reporters, a cacophony of voices, their faces filled with eagerness, desperately trying to pry some juicy gossip from the man himself.

Faced with this onslaught of questions, Fu Hanchuan’s brow furrowed.

“I don’t have a lover. I have no feelings for Wen Yanyu. There is no possibility between us. I will never love him in my life.”

He paused, turning his head, his eyes dark and cold, sweeping over the frenzied reporters. His voice was icy, cutting through the air. “But that’s not a reason for you to be here, trying to corner a sick man.”

He spoke deliberately slowly, each word clear and powerful, reaching every ear.

The grey-blue eyes, filled with an undisguised disgust, aimed at no one in particular, were laid bare.

The reporters were stunned.

After answering the question, Fu Hanchuan and his bodyguard turned and walked into the hospital without looking back.

The scent of disinfectant filled his nostrils. A few nurses chatted in the hallway.

“That’s Wen Yanyu, right? He’s even better looking in person.”

“What’s the point of being good-looking? He’s just a lovesick puppy, clinging to that guy from the Fu family. He got rejected and tried to kill himself. Tsk tsk, he’s ruining his own future.”

“I don’t understand these young people. They’re so obsessed with love. It’s a good thing those experts came. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened.”

Inside the room, Wen Yanyu lay half-reclined on the bed, his long black hair a tangled mess.

Hearing the nurses’ gossip from the hallway, Wen Yanyu’s expression was vacant. He blinked slowly, his eyes dry, and took a while to unlock his phone.

Suddenly, the hallway fell silent.

Wen Yanyu was preoccupied with checking the time.

“Wen Yanyu.” A voice, cold as ice, reached his ears.

Wen Yanyu turned his head instinctively, meeting a pair of eyes filled with anger.

He was taken aback. “Fu… Hanchuan?”

His voice was uncertain.

The moment Fu Hanchuan stepped into the room, the words he had intended to say got stuck in his throat, swallowed down.

The young man on the bed had striking features, a red birthmark under his eye like a drop of blood, and a portion of his once black hair had turned a pale white, strands scattered amidst the black, stark and eye-catching.

The cold white light of the ward shone on him, casting an ethereal, translucent glow, as if he might vanish from the world at any moment.

The style, which would normally be considered somewhat non-mainstream, seemed incredibly fragile under his extremely pale face.

The gaze that met his, hazy and vacant, the aura of death that unconsciously emanated from him, made one’s heart tremble just by looking at him.

Fu Hanchuan avoided the young man’s gaze, his voice suppressing an anger that was almost beyond control. “Don’t disgust me with this kind of act. I will never be with you.”

“The only one you can hurt is yourself.”

Wen Yanyu simply nodded blankly at the man, then said nothing more, sitting there in a daze.

A deathly silence hung in the air.

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips and said, “Wen Yanyu, stop causing me trouble.”

Wen Yanyu lowered his head, “I know, I won’t.”

“It was my fault before, I caused you trouble, I’m sorry.”

Seeing the other party agree so readily, Fu Hanchuan paused for a moment and added, “I’ll have someone take care of your follow-up treatment, but this is only once, after that we have no relationship other than work.”

“I will never fall in love with you in this life, don’t have any unrealistic fantasies.”

Wen Yanyu lowered his head and didn’t answer.

Thinking, as expected, Fu Hanchuan’s eyes darkened slightly, and he added casually, “Wen Yanyu, I was only putting up with it before because we had a good relationship.”

“But if you’re still so stubborn,” Fu Hanchuan paused and said softly, “you won’t want to know what I’m capable of.”

Wen Yanyu hummed softly, just lowering his head, “Don’t worry, those things before… won’t happen again, it has nothing to do with you, they misunderstood, I won’t bother you anymore.”

Wen Yanyu looked up at him, “If I bother you again.”

He blinked slowly, as if looking at the person in front of him, but as if he wasn’t looking at anything, only emptiness, lifeless.

“You can kill me, or let me die.” Wen Yanyu’s expression was calm, as relaxed as if he were discussing today’s weather.

The air suddenly fell silent.

Fu Hanchuan stared at Wen Yanyu for a while, then let out a cold laugh.

He spat out a few words concisely, “I hope you keep your word.”

He was escorted out of the hospital by bodyguards, Wen Yanyu saw a bunch of reporters outside the hospital and was about to step forward.

Fu Hanchuan noticed Wen Yanyu’s movements and stopped him, his tone very bad, “What are you doing again?”

Wen Yanyu was stunned for a second, pulled his hat down a little, “I’m going to clear things up with them, this has nothing to do with you, I know I’ve caused you trouble, now that there are reporters, I’ll go and clarify.”

Fu Hanchuan was stunned.

Wen Yanyu had already walked to the reporters.

The originally noisy reporters quieted down when they heard the two talking, and just as someone was about to speak.

Wen Yanyu adjusted the microphone handed to him by the reporter, “Hello, I’m Wen Yanyu, I want to clarify something.”

“My disappearance and hospitalization this time was not because of Mr. Fu, it was my own private matter, I would like to thank the few girls who called the police for me that day.”

“But this really has nothing to do with Mr. Fu, don’t morally kidnap him, he has no obligation to take care of me, it was my shameless attempt to cling to him before, so there were those things online.”

“Mr. Fu is a very good person, he has helped me a lot, I don’t like Mr. Fu anymore, and I won’t do those things again.”

Rain splashed on his face, Wen Yanyu’s face was pale, he pulled the coat around him, and explained seriously to the stunned reporters in front of him.

“I hope you won’t involve him with me anymore, if you want to scold or attack, please target Wen Yanyu, I accept all comments, but don’t involve Fu Hanchuan or any other innocent people.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place fell silent, Wen Yanyu handed the microphone back to the reporter.

Wen Yanyu walked back to the bodyguards, “Please take me home, thank you.”

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips, looked at Wen Yanyu, who was trying to hide his white hair under his hat, who was wearing a coat but still looked thin, with a complex expression, and turned to the driver, “Go.”

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Fu Hanchuan [former cold, fierce, self-proclaimed straight man, mouth-hard attack, later only gentle and protective of his wife, crazy attack, he is really crazy!] X Wen Yanyu [sick to death! Self-destructive tendency serious emotional silly receiver] Main receiver perspective, everyone loves him! Everyone loves him! Male! Female! All! All! But Yanyu only has an arrow for Fu! Double clean! Both body and mind are clean!

Double male lead! Main receiver perspective! Everyone loves him! All kinds of Shura fields! Male! Female! All! All! Live broadcast variety show!