Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lu Family Manor.

Lin Xuanji lay on the bed, having almost fallen asleep.

Knock knock knock, someone was outside the room.

She opened her eyes. “Who is it?”

“It’s me.”

A deep, magnetic voice came from outside.

It was Lu Jinwen.

So he had returned.

He had actually returned home. She had assumed that he wasn’t coming home tonight again.

Getting off the bed, Lin Xuanji put on her slippers, then walked over to the door, opening it. A tall figure stood outside, and Lu Jinwen pinned her with an unwavering gaze.

“W-Why are you back?” Lin Xuanji looked at him.

Lu Jinwen raised the corners of his lips into a wry smile. “Did you wish for me to come home, or did you think that I wasn’t coming home.”

What was there to say to that? Lin Xuanji knitted her brows, not saying a word.

Stretching out one hand, Lu Jinwen grasped her slim wrist. “Xuanji, what does our marriage even count as in your heart?”

At that, Lin Xuanji lifted her head, her voice even and steady. “You asked whether I still love you or not. Lu Jinwen, I guess I can tell you the answer right now.”

Lu Jinwen stopped breathing for a moment.

“I love you. How could I not love you?”

She said she still loved him.

She said, how could she not love him?

Lu Jinwen’s eyes slightly crinkled into a smile. He held her delicate hand, placing it on his cheek. Lowering his head, he nuzzled his cheeks against her palms, asking for doting.

He was behaving so well.

“But, I hate you too,” Lin Xuanji added.

Lu Jinwen wasn’t surprised at all. “I know.”

He knew that she hated him.

The past was just like sand that disappeared from their fingers. Those obstacles she went through, she was injured and hurt, it was inevitable that deep scars had been left behind.

It was precisely because she loved him, so she was calculative about it. It was because she loved him that she cared and couldn’t let go.

“You just asked me what our marriage counted as. I thought about it. It’s when that one person whom you hate, yet love, comes to you, then it would be an accomplished one.

“Other people might not understand this, perhaps, you wouldn’t too. How am I supposed to explain this? If I could forgo my hatred, I could also forgo love. For however much that I love you, I would have the same amount of hatred for you too. Once I stop hating you, I would also stop loving you. I thought that we would continue living like this, with such consensus of such a concept.

“Lu Jinwen, have you ever realized that you were crossing the line, invading my boundaries? You’ve gotten more greedy now. When we got married, you only asked for companionship. But now, only after a year, you’re no longer content, you want more.

“It’s never been me taking advantage of your love for me, but you taking advantage of my love for you instead. You’ve only been pressing forward, while I can only take many steps back.”

Lu Jinwen felt his throat getting dry, his Adam’s apple bobbed. Fine, he had to admit it, he admitted that he really was getting greedy.

But love made one greedy, and he was a slave to love.

“Xuanji, since it’s like that, can I take one more step forward and you take one step back, please?”

“What do you mean?”

“Sir, I’ve brought her over. She’s in the living room.” Butler Ye walked over, updating Lu Jinwen.

Lin Xuanji snuck a glance towards the living room. A lithe figure stood downstairs. It was that woman, Wang Yanran.

Wang Yanran stood there, all dressed up as she called, “Mr Lu, Yanran is waiting for you.”

Why was she here?

“Xuanji, I feel terrible.”

Lu Jinwen looked at her, murmuring those words. It was only then that Lin Xuanji felt his burning body temperature. It felt like his entire body was going to be on fire soon.

“What did you do to yourself?”

“I drugged myself. Xuanji, I want you.”

Lin Xuanji’s pupils contracted. He had actually drugged himself? Had he gone mad?