Chapter 210: You Are My Reason for Living

At this moment, in the hallway.

Jin Shaoyu's grief-stricken heart was filled with hatred and anger; his mind was clouded, but then he gradually regained his reason. He took a deep breath and slowed his pace.

No...

No!

Jin Shaoyu believed there were only two reasons why his brother would not tell him the truth: the first was to protect him, and the second was to keep him from acting on impulse. He had to calm down.

He could not alert the enemy.

As for Ling Wu, seeing the comments on the screen, he seemed to have no reaction. He appeared very calm; things had reached this point, so what more could he hide by continuing to keep it from him?

It would be better to let Jin Shaoyu know in advance; at least when the day of parting forever came, he would be mentally prepared.

In this Empire, a place where power is a cage and one is restricted at every turn, most people are unable to control their own fates, unable to speak their true thoughts, lonely and helpless, drifting without support...

Ling Wu thought to himself, he was just one of the suffering masses.

Such a repressive and tragic environment should be liberated or dismantled.

Hatred had sustained him day after day, year after year. This hatred filled his emptiness, evolved into a spiritual pillar, and transformed into the roots he relied on for survival, then drove deep into the ground, locking in moisture, and nurturing him into a tree capable of reaching the sky.

Then, if a tree loses its roots, can it still live?

He could not be a rootless tree, but he could bloom into a flower of death.

Perhaps only death was the most liberating way.

Ling Wu thought tragically, the floodgates of his lonely inner world were forcibly pushed open. It was a pair of broad, warm hands, and the moonlight that could never shine in from outside the window now climbed onto his side profile.

"Bang!"

The door opened.

"Brother, I have something to tell you!"

Ling Wu was liberated from the mire by those hands and was able to breathe. Looking at where his gaze fell, it turned out to be Jin Shaoyu who had come.

At this, a bit of vitality finally appeared on Ling Wu's beautiful face: "Shao Yu, what do you want to tell me?"

With a "click" sound, the room door was locked.

This room seemed to have become the last pure land where the two brothers could be together. Their eyes met, surging with unclear emotions.

Jin Shaoyu looked as if he had trekked from a very distant place. His smooth facial contours were sharply defined by the light and shadow as he entered the door. With a straight nose, thin lips, and pitch-black eyes, his appearance had not changed, yet he radiated a sense of stability that came after settling down.

He was the first to confess: "Brother, I peeked at your computer. That video... about what happened back then, I want to know the details."

Ling Wu's lips were pressed tightly together.

Jin Shaoyu let his brother's gaze fall upon him; it was a gaze so naked it was almost an interrogation.

Ling Wu's hair tips were damp, casually brushed back to reveal a full forehead. Without the fringe to soften it, and because of his single eyelids, his already cold features appeared sharp and compelling.

He just looked him over like that, stating the facts, very gratified: "You've grown up; you didn't act on impulse."

Ling Wu knew Jin Shaoyu's character; he could not tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes. To be able to endure such monstrous hatred upon seeing the video without losing his reason showed great progress in his temperament.

"Shao Yu, what do you want to know?"

"I can tell you."

Jin Shaoyu: "Everything."

He had to know everything.

【Is this high-end game finally going to be confessed?】

【Woooo... I kind of want to cry.】

【Although the two brothers cleared up a bit of their misunderstanding earlier, I always feel Ling Wu's sacrifice is too heavy. Their hearts are separated by the truth. I understand Ling Wu's way of protecting his brother, but I want him to have someone to rely on, someone who knows the truth, someone he truly trusts and who will absolutely never betray him, so he can stop and rest when he's tired.】

【Pain! It hurts so much, author, I've decided to send you razor blades.】

【Because of their original family, Ling Wu and Jin Shaoyu are both really clumsy with emotions. They approach each other cautiously; they clearly both care about each other, but one stays silent and says nothing, while the other uses every hurtful word to speak...】

【Jin Shao (crying): Brother is finally willing to tell me the truth!】

【Shao Yu, be nicer to your brother; he is very, very sick.】

【I don't know if it's my imagination, but as the manga updates, I feel a kind of calm madness and self-destructive tendency in the male supporting character. He was so cautious and restrained in the beginning, but when facing provocations from Ming Tan, Shen Zhaojue, and Wei Ranxu, he was as patient as an excellent hunter. Ever since the incident on the cruise ship, and the matter of catching Yin Huaiyu, I feel the male supporting character has clearly cast off some restraints and is more bold and daring.】

【I feel like Ling Wu is really so tired.】

【Chu Yi, come quickly and look at your wife; Pei Ziying, come and manage your junior brother, he's about to break.】

Ling Wu stood up from the chair, pushed back the quilt, and sat on the bed, patting the spot beside him to signal for Jin Shaoyu to come over and sit down. The two sat side by side just like they did on the flower bench in the pavilion when they were children.

Ling Wu's voice was as gentle as in his memories. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he were narrating from the perspective of a bystander.

Jin Shaoyu kept his head lowered, listening intently to him speak, his heart aching and souring to the point of being unbearable.

I don't know how much time passed; the moon had wearily hidden behind the clouds, and the wind whispered.

The sound of the honest conversation inside the room stopped. The unbridgeable chasm that had lain between the two brothers, that crack of a broken mirror that was hard to mend, all healed with the falling of the last syllable from Ling Wu's lips.

It was not a broken mirror being mended, but love overcoming all difficulties.

Ling Wu and Jin Shaoyu were like two isolated islands in the ocean, just like their shared bloodline. As time passed and years changed, they were once again destined and irresistibly pieced together. Only then did the ten years they had each been missing truly become complete...

They were each other's support.

The most important existence.

And the little boy who had been abandoned by his brother on Yuwen Mountain, today, after growing up, shed all his thorns and defenses, finally catching a glimpse of the light, finally finding peace with the past.

Jin Shaoyu leaned on Ling Wu's shoulder, his chest heaving violently, unable to stop himself from crying out loud: "Brother, I'm sorry... I'm sorry I only know now."

"I am truly hopelessly stupid to only know now! You suffered so much for me, endured so much misery... I didn't understand you, I was aggressive, I wasn't good to you... I am truly the silliest and worst brother in the whole world."

His long-repressed emotions were released all at once, heart-wrenching and full of regret.

"No." Ling Wu rarely let his emotions show, but at this moment he also cried. Tears welled up and spilled over, wetting his collar as they streamed down his face. In this simple, oppressive room, he and Jin Shaoyu pressed their foreheads together, pouring out their hearts: "Shao Yu, you are the best brother in the whole world, you are the reason I live on."