Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1097 - 1100 Hua Hua Departs in Tears 1

Why were the eldest brother and the fifth brother rolling together on the ground, and then the fifth brother was holding the eldest brother’s head... Uh, can he use the term "forced kiss" to describe the situation between the two brothers right now?

Yes, forced kiss!

By the time Nan Baihao managed to break free from his own shock, Gu Shaocheng had already shoved Hua Hua away. For a fleeting moment, he didn’t know how to react, his mind buzzing blank with confusion.

Even Hua Hua himself hadn’t expected that, in a moment of impulse, he would do something so outrageous. Yet, truth be told, the feeling was undeniably good—better than he had ever dared to imagine—a complex mix of emotions surging in his heart. It took several seconds before he collapsed onto the ground.

That vulnerable and enticing look in Hua Hua’s eyes rendered Gu Shaocheng utterly at a loss for how to respond.

"Brother!" Hua Hua took the initiative!

That one word—"brother"—was extremely short and carried a clear sobbing tone. He bit his teeth tightly, forcing it out through clenched jaws, his facial muscles trembling violently.

Gu Shaocheng’s heart skipped a beat.

"Brother......"

The lingering echo of this call was painfully long, drowning in uncontrollable emotions, fading in and out. In an instant, tears surged forth, his throat feeling as though it was blocked with countless lumps, bittersweet and unbearable. Once again, he softly pleaded, voice after voice, filled with heartbreaking desperation: "Brother, brother, I beg you... Brother... Brother..."

That faint and fragile voice drifted in the air, as though Hua Hua had exhausted the last of his strength—a final, powerless resistance.

Tears filled Hua Hua’s eyes, utterly soul-crushing. Moments later, a single sentence floated lightly in the air: "...I..." He closed his eyes in resignation, letting that drop of love-born tear roll down. His trembling lips parted and closed, softly dissolving the helpless confession of his love: "...I love you."

Three short words, like the finest and most delicate needle, pierced deep into his own heart, bleeding out all of his love. When those soulful, charming eyes finally opened again after this heart-wrenching declaration, they shone with a brilliance so captivating, it seemed to gather all of his passion, divine and radiant.

Gu Shaocheng looked at Hua Hua. His skin, always as fair and delicate as warm jade, now shimmered translucently. His gaze, deep as water, remained fixed on him, so pitifully fragile that it seized one’s breath and softened one’s heart in an instant.

But the decision he had made could not be so easily changed. He spoke, each word delivered with resolve: "I love you too. That’s precisely why I need you to leave. Hua Hua, be good."

Hua Hua laughed—a laugh that seemed to weep.

You love me too? Yet the love you feel for me is the love between brothers!

My humble love, poured forth so vulnerably, still fails to stir even the slightest ripple in your heart. Even if you reply with, "I love you," it isn’t the love I truly desire.

Hua Hua’s gaze shifted sideways, landing on the massive mural hanging on the wall. His eyelashes quivered faintly as crystalline tears fell with a soft drip. Like a slow-motion movie scene, they descended gently, landing on the ground with an audible splash, scattering countless fragments of heartbreak.

No room for negotiation!

He had no choice, did he?

He had to accept his decision?

At that moment, he dragged himself to his feet alone, his body swaying desolately. Within just ten days, he had grown so gaunt that his jawline was sharply pointed. That tear-streaked, delicate face now looked down on Gu Shaocheng from above, his eyes only holding an emptiness resembling death: "Fine, I’ll go."

"I’ll go!"

"I’ll go!! Are you satisfied now?"

"But you must promise me one thing."

His anger, his resentment, his resistance, his compromise... all fell into Gu Shaocheng’s gaze. Yet the man seemed as if he possessed a heart of steel. Rising from the ground, he ignored the peculiarity of having been forcibly kissed and asked, "What is it?"