Since he wasn’t going to live much longer anyway, he might as well share whatever he could with his brothers while he still could.
He didn’t want to see his old brothers follow in his footsteps.
By now Wen Yaonan had already recovered from his earlier shock. Listening to Gu Beichuan repeat himself, he unconsciously sank into deep thought.
If it were anyone else saying this, he could brush it off. But who was Gu Beichuan?
Gu Beichuan was his bro, the guy who’d lived the sa life of wine and won as him all those years ago.
There was no one whose words carried more weight than Gu Beichuan’s.
Wen Yaonan kept silent for a long ti, and Gu Beichuan knew he had taken every word to heart.
"I won’t hide it from you. Give it a little while and you’ll probably be attending my funeral. After I’m gone, I’m counting on you, for the sake of all these years we’ve known each other, to help my Ah Chun out. He’s still young."
Gu Beichuan wasn’t that old, but just like countless parents under the sun, at the brink of death all he wanted was to pave a road for his child.
This ti, Wen Yaonan didn’t hesitate. He agreed very readily.
"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely take good care of Ah Chun." For Wen Yaonan, this wasn’t exactly a difficult favor.
"Mm." Gu Beichuan finally nodded, as if he could rest easy now.
"Yaonan, do you know what I regret most in this life?"
"What?"
"A love that cuts to the bone." Gu Beichuan sounded a bit desolate, a bit remorseful. "When I was young, I thought won were like clothes, just playthings. Only now do I realize how stupid I was back then. On the verge of dying, I suddenly see—I’ve never truly loved anyone... I’ve never known what that feels like..."
Wen Yaonan couldn’t help feeling puzzled. "Never loved anyone? Then Ah Chun’s mother..."
"She’s gone." Gu Beichuan shook his head, his gaze dropping.
Aside from him and the couple Xing Chen and his wife, no one knew Ah Chun wasn’t his biological son.
Hearing that, Wen Yaonan lowered his voice. "Sorry."
But Gu Beichuan didn’t say anything more.
After a while, the hall suddenly grew noisy, and everyone began crowding toward the entrance.
"The main characters are probably here." Gu Beichuan tossed out the remark, then got up and walked toward the crowd.
He’d only co today just to take a look at Xing Chen and his wife.
Wen Yaonan was left sitting alone in his seat.
He really wasn’t into joining the fun, and besides, he and Xing Chen barely had any real connection.
Right now, he was thinking about what Gu Beichuan had said just now.
A love that cuts to the bone.
What does it feel like to truly love soone?
Did he need that kind of thing?
Heh...
What a joke.
He was the Wen Family’s notorious playboy, he’d had more won than he could count. Why would he need sothing like love?
Getting up with an easy air, Wen Yaonan straightened his jacket and walked in the opposite direction of the crowd.
He had no interest in joining the bustle.
Besides, he was hungry. He’d just grab sothing to eat.
He wandered around aimlessly for a bit and soon spotted Lou Xinyu sitting alone in a corner.
She was in a floor-length, pale yellow gown, fair-skinned and beautiful, with delicate makeup.
To Wen Yaonan, that woman was more or less a knot in his heart.
He rolled his eyes slightly, still chewing on a piece of cake, and suddenly felt an impulse.
Maybe it was just that his body still rembered the taste of her?
Just like Gu Beichuan had said earlier, life only lasts a few decades. You have to enjoy it while you can.
To hell with it. With a chance this good, who was going to stop him?
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