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Extra – Gu Shiyan’s Perspective

(Little Tip: There’s a little spicy scene at the end, quietly don’t make a fuss about it.)

1. In the Past Life

The day Fang Huai died in my arms, I regretted it.

The blood he coughed up stained my shirt, spilling all over the ground.

At that moment, I finally understood what it meant to have a “broken heart.”

Once, I thought Fang Huai had killed many people, his hands stained with blood.

It wasn’t that I wanted to doubt him, but the flawless evidence lay before me, and I had no choice but to question him.

I could only persuade him repeatedly to turn back and repent.

I could protect him; I was willing to protect him.

If the subject was him.

Because whether as a friend or a secret admirer, I absolutely did not want to see him end up in prison.

But in Fang Huai’s eyes, there was a kind of grievance I couldn’t comprehend, and he stubbornly pushed me away again and again.

Eventually, he grew impatient and slapped me across the face, saying directly:

“Get lost, don’t interfere with me.”

“……”

Even so, I never had the thought of wanting to kill him.

Later, I started cleaning up after him, handling those spies for him.

I knew it was wrong, but who let him be Fang Huai?

Then Shen Yuebai returned to the country.

2. I never loved Shen Yuebai.

I also didn’t understand who could fall in love with someone just because of a few comforting words and some sweets.

At most, it was just gratitude.

The outside world said she was my white moonlight, and I couldn’t be bothered to correct them.

Until Fang Huai started getting close to her.

Every time I saw him chatting and laughing with Shen Yuebai at a banquet, it felt like he was chained.

I just wanted to pull him over, cuff him to the bed, and kiss him senseless.

At that time, I thought there would come a day when I couldn’t hold back anymore.

Once I couldn’t hold back, I would definitely do it.

3.

Unfortunately, I never got to wait for that day.

Zhou Zhiye called me, casually saying:

“Fang Huai is about to die; do you want to come see him?”

Fang Huai… was about to die.

Fang Huai… was dying?

My breath suddenly caught in my throat.

At that moment, I was stuck on a ring road in Jiangcheng and jumped out of the car, desperately running toward the suburban villa.

Fang Huai had been missing for a week, and I had been searching for him for a week.

But I never expected… it would be Zhou Zhiye.

That crazy bastard.

I would kill him.

Kill him.

……

By the time I reached the basement, Fang Huai was already on the verge of death.

He was covered in wounds, crawling on the ground while spitting blood.

My heart felt like it was being tightly grasped, twisted, almost ready to break.

It hurt so much.

I stood frozen in place, my feet seemingly rooted to the ground.

I couldn’t move.

Everything felt unreal until Fang Huai noticed someone beside him.

He struggled to turn his head and look up.

His eyes held an indescribable sorrow.

He gazed at me for two seconds, then struggled to crawl over.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly smiled at me.

I hadn’t seen him smile at me for so long.

I didn’t dare move.

I was afraid that if I moved, he would really die.

But Fang Huai said, “You, kneel down.”

4.

I knelt down.

He grabbed my tie to pull me close and inexplicably licked it.

I was furious.

I had deliberately worn it to provoke Fang Huai.

But why, even now, was he still thinking about Shen Yuebai?!

What was so good about Shen Yuebai?

Blinded by rage, I wanted to confess.

But before I could speak, Fang Huai kissed me.

Then…

He told me a secret.

He collapsed in my arms.

At that moment, I regretted it.

I had planned to let it all end like this.

He dies, and I would die with him.

But in that moment… I really regretted it.

5.

Fang Huai still died.

After he died, I figured out what had happened in the basement and returned all the suffering Fang Huai endured back to Zhou Zhiye without any alterations.

Then, the day after Fang Huai was buried, I committed suicide.

6. At Ten Years Old

The day my brother left, I waited for him all night in the bustling city center.

From dusk until the first ray of sunlight the next morning.

I stood still in the same spot, unmoving.

He said he liked the obedient ones.

I wondered if this counted as being obedient?

……

But my brother never returned.

In the end, a teacher from school passed by and dragged me to school.

From that day on, I gradually forgot what my brother looked like.

I only remembered the day we first met when he threw an orange at me.

I remembered that he saved me.

I remembered he changed me into new clothes.

I remembered he cooked a whole table of food and called me to eat.

I remembered he bought me a lot of candy…

Brother, why is it that I can’t remember your appearance at all?

7.

After my brother left, I often went to that villa to keep watch.

He gave me a spare key, and there were many supplies inside.

The most was boxes and boxes of band-aids.

Actually, I didn’t lie to him that day.

My brother had said that I shouldn’t accept things from strangers, so I tore off Shen Yuebai’s band-aid and bought a new one to put on myself.

I didn’t lie to you… Brother.

In the fridge, there were still the bento boxes he had prepared, stacked with various kinds of milk.

It was as if… my brother had never left.

I couldn’t bear to eat them until they started to rot and smell.

I still couldn’t bear to throw them away.

Later, year after year, those foods and daily necessities expired one after another.

But my brother still hadn’t returned.

On a rainy night, squatting in the corner of the sofa, I thought.

Was that cup of milk tea really that important?

8.

At sixteen, I started to think.

If one day, I found my brother again.

I would make him drink milk tea.

I would fill him up… cuff him to the bed, and make him drink until he was satisfied.

9. At Twenty-Two

(Quietly, don’t make a fuss! There’s a spicy scene below.)

After moving away from Jiangcheng, we settled in Beicheng.

It was beautiful and clean here, with no one disturbing us anymore.

Fang Huai and I both began to pursue the work we loved, while also fulfilling our youthful dreams.

Although there were no cuffs, I did indeed fill him up.

Filled him so much that just a moment ago he was teasing, and before long, he was kneeling on the bed begging for mercy:

“Enough, Gu Shiyan, I’ve had enough… that’s enough…”

But whether he had enough was not up to him.

I kissed the mole on his waist and quickly held his leg, enticing him:

“Wife, is it really enough?

“But you’re so hot and wet inside, gripping so tightly…

“How about you try your favorite position and see for yourself?”

Fang Huai trembled twice but stubbornly got up and forcefully sat down.

……

When he moved, it sent chills down my spine.

He still held onto my collar, shaking and challenging from above:

“Just now, I was lying to you… that little thing of yours can’t… uh, can’t fill me up… mm!”

Before he finished speaking, I suddenly thrust into him.

The impact left him speechless, turning into a series of moans…

…So adorable.

So adorable that… I wanted to just completely make him mine.

Later, Fang Huai was squeezed by my grip on his waist, moving up and down until he couldn’t catch his breath…

He was filled up again.

Afterwards, he leaned back, kissing to turn the tide, shaking and cursing:

“Say, you said I would move myself… Gu Shiyan, you dog!”

“Okay, okay, I’m a dog.”

I turned his face to kiss him again and smiled:

“Then my wife, you’re the one being dogged every day.”

(The End)