"After that, let alone Wen Qianxi, I couldnât even harbor hatred for the Gu family," Gu Liancheng smirked and said, "It was as if I finally had an enlightenment. Whatâs there to hate? The world is so vast, life so long, why should I live my life holding resentment for others? I should just do what I want to, do what I should do."
Hearing these words, quite frankly, Eleven felt relieved from the bottom of her heart.
It was not same as when Jin Xiangnan and Wen Qianxi talked to her, they saw his affairs from a third-person perspective, and of course, they didnât know of his inner thoughts, including Gu Lianchengâs mother, she was also unable to understand her sonâs actual thoughts.
The heaviness in her heart was slightly relieved, because at least when he was twenty, he had already started picking himself up again.
At twenty, still very young, not too late.
Even though he cannot forget his past, at the very least, he wonât be immersed in that pain, bound by the unbearable past.
"So, you got the hang of it afterward, leveling up constantly, all the way to the top, huh? My God..."
Elevenâs head was suddenly flicked by his hand, making a resounding "bang". She winced in pain, covering her forehead with her hand, frowning and complaining, "What the hell..."
"What is the top? Just like you canât see the end of the universe at a glance, as long as the desire is there, thereâs no peak," He responded.
Eleven lowered her voice, rubbing her still aching forehead, mumbling under her breath, "So you want to reach the end of the universe... Thatâs greedy."
"Yes, I am greedy. I want both glory and beauty," he said, glancing at her.
She let out a snort, giving him a glance, "Can you have both the fish and the bear paw?"
"Of course," He grinned, "Whether one can have both, it all boils down to the hunterâs skills."
Eleven almost wanted to ask the stupid questionâIf you could only choose between glory and beauty, who would you chooseâonly to hear him continue, "Beauty needs to be protected by glory. If I lose the glory and someone more powerful takes her away someday, being a common man, wonât I have no place to vent my grievances?"
"Well..." Thinking about it, thatâs true!
She has often seen such scenarios in TV dramas.
"Okay," Gu Liancheng stood up, smiling, holding her hand and said, "Iâll tell you more about my strivings another day. Today, I am primarily here to settle the emotional debts."
Itâs already late, and if he wanted her to understand him through and through, one evening wouldnât be enough.
Slowly but steadily, breaking through it one at a time.
Being pulled inside, she asked, "Emotional debts?"
Indeed, he was going to talk to her about Wen Qianxi today, but during their conversation just now, they didnât actually mention her much. Out of ten parts of the story, she probably only took up two parts.
He mainly wanted her to understand his past.
"Yes, emotional debts," Gu Liancheng stopped, turned sideways towards her and scraped her nose with his finger, "If I donât coax my wife soon, Iâm afraid sheâll drown herself in a vat of vinegar."
"Hey, Iâm not--"
In the middle of talking, they had already walked into the dark room.
Seeing the few photographs hanging by the rope, Eleven was surprisingly calm, even laughing, thinking they were beautiful. But when her eyes fell on the box, she stood still for a moment.
Gu Lianchengâs words from just now were still echoing in her ears, replaying over and over.
A suicidal personality... How had he driven himself to develop such a personality?