Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1073 - 1076: Hua Hua Speaks the Truth After Drinking 4

The buttons on his shirt were unknowingly undone, revealing a partially open chest that showed a faint, attractive redness under the influence of alcohol.

His entire demeanor exuded an air of unparalleled beauty.

A man like him, lying there with a hint of intoxication under the sunlight, would make any woman scream with excitement. He was too stunning—it was no wonder he had so many fans.

Chenxing thought to herself and couldn’t help but knock on her head: Stop swooning!

But, oh, if she took a photo of him in this state and posted it on Weibo, her follower count would soar to unimaginable heights by the end of the day.

"Hua Hua, have some sober-up tea, will you?"

Hua Hua’s beautiful almond-shaped eyes lifted slightly, his lips curving into a silent smirk. He lazily shifted onto his side, hugged his own arm, and remained sprawled in a relaxed pose, eyes closed and brimming with drowsiness.

Chenxing walked to his other side, blew on the sober-up tea, and brought it to his lips. "Don’t sleep just yet. Drink some tea first, then rest. Otherwise, you’ll feel even worse when you wake up."

Hua Hua muttered something under his breath, his voice small and indistinct. Chenxing leaned closer, straining to hear, but couldn’t make out his words. She tried persuading him a couple more times, but he gave no response, his lips staying shut as if he’d already fallen asleep.

"Ah..."

Sighing, she set the tea aside, went into the house to fetch a blanket, and returned to drape it over him.

In an unexpected moment, Hua Hua caught her hand. He turned his head, looking at Chenxing, his eyes shimmering with tears.

"Sis, can you promise me... promise that you’ll stay safe, stay healthy, live a long life, and reach a hundred years old?"

His voice trembled slightly, carrying an endless fear. As Chenxing cautiously tried to pull her hand back, his words struck her chest like pangs of pain. Despite Hua Hua’s delicate-looking hands being softer than a woman’s, his grip was strong. She couldn’t free herself and could only let out a small sigh, crouching down beside him. "Hua Hua, Shaocheng will live to be a hundred. Tian Buyu promised me—he definitely won’t let Shaocheng’s illness get that bad."

"I believe in Tian Buyu. I believe so many doctors will find a way to cure Shaocheng. We must hold onto hope."

At that moment, as Hua Hua gazed at Chenxing, he didn’t see her—instead, he saw Gu Shaocheng. Shaocheng smiled at him gently, nodded, and reassured him, "I’ll live to be a hundred years old. I promise you—nothing will happen to me."

That made Hua Hua smile too. And what a radiant smile it was: "Really? Then I’ll be your little brother forever. Sis, I’ve made up my mind—this life, I plan to die before you. I’ll live to be eighty, so you have to live that long too. You must—you truly must."

"Sis, do you know, I’ve always had a phobia. I constantly have nightmares at night, dreaming of what happened back then. In this world, you’re the only one who can protect me. Only with you by my side do I feel safe. Only by being your younger brother do I feel that protective instinct. Only when you’re strong enough do I stop fearing that I’ll be bullied again. So... you absolutely cannot lie to me. You have to live longer than me."

His gaze was distant and unfocused.

Suddenly, he exerted strength with both hands, adjusting his position to make room beside him. He grabbed Chenxing and pulled her down to lie next to him, muttering to himself, "Sis, lie here beside me. It’s been so long since the two of us slept together. I’ve missed those days so much—when we relied on each other, ate and lived together—I really, really loved it..."