Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"He hasn't woken up yet?"

Before Chi Ya could even open his eyes, a careless young male voice overhead, tinged with the scent of perfume, scoffed over his forehead, "This stutterer hasn't turned into a vegetable, has he?"

Then, addressing someone else, he said, "Gu Huai'an, you must be thrilled, right?"

A cold, indifferent young man's voice followed, somewhat muffled.

"Hasn't the doctor yet given a final diagnosis?" he asked in a detached, apathetic tone, "Don't celebrate too soon."

Chi Ya felt a bit lost.

He had been living alone for a long time; none of his few friends would ever speak like this, mockingly calling him a stutterer, or coldly warn someone not to be too happy about his potential vegetative state.

Although the relationships with his band colleagues were always aloof, he was certain these voices didn't belong to any of them.

So... who were these two people?

And why was he lying here?

Wait, Gu Huai'an? Why did that name sound faintly familiar...?

Chi Ya strained, only to realize he couldn't open his eyes, then understood that the heavy sensation on his body was due to an overwhelming dizziness and grogginess in his brain.

He was momentarily stunned; as his thoughts revived, so did his bodily sensations, and an unimaginable intense pain from all over his body instantly engulfed his mind.

"!!" Chi Ya wanted to groan but couldn't make a sound.

Too, too painful...

Smelling the antiseptic, through the unbearable pain, he vaguely wondered... was he in a hospital?

Was he ill or injured?

Chi Ya slowly remembered... it seemed like he had been hit by a car while going out to repair his violin.

The shrill blare of a horn and the fearful screams of pedestrians flashed through his mind, causing a sudden panic.

He, he had no money...

"You know, when he's not intentionally pulling a long face, he actually looks quite handsome. Look at those fine eyebrows, long eyelashes, and those cute little lips. I bet it feels really good... Hey, does it feel good when he does that for you?"

The carefree male voice spoke again above his head, seemingly examining him closely, with a tone of surprise, “Oh, frowning now? Can the stutterer actually hear us?”

Chi Ya thought to himself, frowning, that if he heard any more of this kind of talk, he might just rise from the dead to prove a point.

“He’s never done that to me, I find it disgusting,” said the cold voice, filled with loathing and impatience, “Qin Yuze, can you shut up?”

—In that instant, it felt like a bolt of lightning had suddenly struck his brain, Chi Ya was startled.

He remembered!

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Gu Huai'an... Qin Yuze... Weren’t these the names of characters from the Boys' Love novel that Susan kept rambling about recently?!

Susan's obsession with Chinese Boys' Love novels had reached a fanatic level. She even pestered him to learn Chinese to understand the vast array of novels on that app named after Jiang, and then constantly nagged him to draw fan art for her favorite couples. He almost regretted teaching her Chinese, proud as he was initially to spread the glory of Chinese characters.

And “He Doesn't Love Me” was the new favorite in Susan’s harem of novels.

Just thinking about this melodramatic novel, whose title alone evoked a sense of intense drama, made Chi Ya's toes curl.

For one simple reason — the protagonist of this overly tragic Boys' Love novel shared his exact name and even his particular affliction.

—He stuttered.

It was because of this Chi Ya had resisted the novel. Susan, aware of his feelings, unusually didn’t bother him for fan art, but she would carefully narrate lighter scenes to him, hoping the warmth experienced by the “Chi Ya” in the novel might bring him some joy.

So Chi Ya knew that “Chi Ya” and the two men in the hospital room had attended high school and college together. Qin Yuze and “Chi Ya” didn't get along, but Gu Huai'an was Qin Yuze’s good buddy and took care of “Chi Ya” during their student days, inviting him to play basketball and eat at the cafeteria when he was mocked and isolated for his stutter.

Therefore, it was no surprise that the solitary and somewhat moody “Chi Ya” in the novel would fall for Gu Huai'an and even end up with him. But why is “Chi Ya” now lying in pain in a hospital bed, while Qin Yuze is having such a frivolous and indecent conversation about “him” with Gu Huai'an?

And, the most crucial, most absurd, most unbelievable fact of all — had he, transmigrated into the book??

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop,” Qin Yuze chuckled, “I know you’re annoyed by this stutterer... But was this sports car malfunction really not your brother finally acting out over the rumors of you causing a stir with men…”

Not sure if it was his imagination, but Chi Ya thought he detected a hint of... fear in those words?

The man named Gu Huai'an spoke, his tone slightly stiff: "It's... not that bad."

He didn't say "it wasn't him," but "not that bad."

Chi Ya felt an inexplicable chill—what does "not that bad" mean? Could this guy really commit murder if it came to that? Just because his brother got involved with another man??

Oh... what kind of terrifying people are these! Have the core values of socialism been thrown to the dogs? Oh, Father in Heaven, Buddha, Holy Mary, I need to go home to my mother...

The hospital room fell silent for a while, then Qin Yuzhe chuckled dryly: "True, if the old man had made a move, could this guy still be lying here? He'd probably have been reduced to ashes by now..."

He even sighed with a hint of regret: "Ah, why couldn't it have been your brother who acted."

Chi Ya: "…………"

So, are there really no police officers to deal with this world?!

Chi Ya felt Qin Yuzhe patting his face, the action frivolous and full of humiliation: "See, this is the retribution for using such despicable means. Stutter, stutter, you'd better pray you really become a vegetable. If you wake up, believe me—"

His breath came close to Chi Ya's ear, his tone icy and malicious: "If you keep acting like this, sooner or later you'll provoke that person to act... You'll wish you could die right now."

Chi Ya's eyelashes trembled.

Then he felt a finger flicking his eyelashes, Qin Yuzhe curiously remarked like studying a doll: "No way, you can really hear? Look at these eyelashes trembling, wow, scared to death, huh!"

Chi Ya: "…………"

Scared, scared my ass QAQ!

"Enough." Gu Huai'an's impatient voice came through, "Are you leaving or not, how much longer do you plan to stay here?"

Qin Yuzhe giggled, pinching Chi Ya's face again: "Let's go, let's go, go drink!"

The sound of their footsteps moved away from his bedside, growing fainter, and Chi Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

He had intended to play dead until the end, but at that moment, an inexplicable urge surged from deep within his body, prompting him, "Don't go... don't let him leave!!"

Chi Ya was baffled. This instantaneous feeling was extraordinarily mysterious; it was as if he suddenly lost control over his body, like a helpless master watching a runaway mech make its own moves—he slowly opened his parched, cracked lips—

"……Gu……"

The man who was just about to enter the hospital room suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Qin Yuzhe almost bumped into him, asking anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Gu Huai'an turned sharply, his piercing gaze passing over Qin Yuzhe's shoulder, looking towards the bed not far away.

——There lay a youth, so frail and thin to an extreme, barely visible under the snow-white blanket. Beside the bed's monitoring equipment was his pale face, and at that moment, his beautiful brows furrowed and trembled uneasily; he saw the youth's lips weakly parting beneath the transparent oxygen mask—

"Gu..."

"Gu Huai'an..."

Qin Yuzhe also turned around, his voice filled with shock: "Holy shit! He's really awake!!"

After shouting, he instantly realized something, quickly turned back to see Gu Huai'an's face, and sure enough… it was already gloomily unrecognizable.

"…Bro," Qin Yuzhe paused, leaned in, and whispered, "You still have time to pull out his oxygen. I'll take care of the surveillance. It's our own hospital, you can trust me."

Gu Huai'an: "…………"

Chi Ya: "…………"

Don't think I can't hear you!

After calling out that name, everything seemed to return to normal. Chi Ya's vacant gaze fixed on the bleak ceiling above, silently sighing as he heard the man's footsteps returning from the doorway.

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The oxygen mask fogged up with a faint mist that quickly dissipated, Gu Huai'an stood firm beside the bed, looking down at him, coldly uttering: "You're tough to kill."

...You might not believe it... but I didn't want to be this tough either.

Chi Ya slightly shifted his eyeballs, then abruptly froze the next second.

This man… this man…

Is he really that handsome?!

It was a clear May day, the ward was a clean and spacious single room, and the clear, slightly warm sunlight elegantly strolled in from outside the window, illuminating the man's eyes like the most translucent, pure amber.

Gu Huai'an was tall and imposing, standing beside his bed, creating an intense sense of oppression. Yet, he had peach blossom eyes with long eyelashes and thick eyebrows, light-colored irises complementing his delicate features and wheat-colored skin. His black hair was casually yet exquisitely styled, dressed in a white shirt and jeans, his demeanor suave, with every pore seemingly exuding pheromones.

Chi Ya knew that the protagonists in animations were always handsome and stunning, but he never expected them to be this extraordinarily handsome and stunning!

He stared blankly at the man before him, admitting to the charm of this man even when compared to the natural superiority of Western facial features.

Could it be that such a person... is now his... boyfriend?

Chi Ya opened his mouth and called out again, "Gu... Huai'an...?"

Seeing the infatuation in his eyes, Gu Huai'an's face filled with disgust, sneering, "Dare to look at me with those eyes again, and I'll gouge them out."

His tone was so menacing that Chi Ya couldn't help but shrink back.

What’s this about gouging out eyes... Shouldn't he first help this seriously injured patient press the call bell or something, QAQ?

Qin Yuzhe leaned in, schadenfreude in his voice: "Wow, waking up to a crush on a man, typical you, Chi Crow!"

Chi Ya looked innocent; he was merely appreciating beauty! Appreciation! It wasn’t a crush!

He glanced at Qin Yuzhe—surely a pretty boy with slicked-back hair and a fair face, quite handsome but with the frivolity of a man used to the nightlife. Compared to Gu Huai'an beside him, Qin Yuzhe seemed less appealing.

Looking at the two imposing figures standing by his hospital bed, Chi Ya sighed inwardly.

About the original story, Susan only talked about their student days, refusing to mention anything post-graduation, hinting that those chapters were probably dripping with melodrama. He wasn’t interested in knowing more.

This resulted in... aside from a few fragments of their student life, he knew nothing about the current situation or the two men before him.

But no worries, he could still use the time-traveler's trump card—feigning amnesia.

As if a pillow arrived just in time for a nap, Qin Yuzhe looked at him amusedly, "Why do I feel like this stutterer has a somewhat silly look in his eyes? Hey, you didn't hit your head and get amnesia, did you?"

Chi Ya frowned in confusion, "Um..."

"Great!" Qin Yuzhe exclaimed joyfully, slapping Gu Huai'an on the shoulder, "He's lost his memory! He must have forgotten where he hid those secrets! Old Gu, you can now get rid of him... oops! I mean, dump him!"

"Wait, wait!" Chi Ya's eyes cleared instantly, calmly saying, "I remember, I remember now!"

He closed his eyes as soon as he spoke.

The familiar throat spasm, chest tightness, and anxiety confirmed it, he was still a stutterer.

"Ah... not amnesiac, huh..." Qin Yuzhe's voice was filled with regret, glancing at him and then at Gu Huai'an, patting the man's shoulder, "Bro, looks like your dirty deal has to continue."

A vein on Gu Huai'an's forehead suddenly twitched.

He stared coldly at the young man on the hospital bed for a long while before suddenly asking, "When is my birthday?"

Chi Ya: "…………"

Damn it... Damn it! How would I know the birthday of this fictional character?!!

Qin Yuzhe was taken aback, then burst into laughter, patting Gu Huai'an: "Smart, really smart!"

He turned to Chi Ya, smiling: "You like Old Gu so much, remember his birthday clearer than anyone else, always the first to give him gifts every year. I'm sure even if you forget your own name, you'd never forget his birthday, right?"

Chi Ya pursed his lips, feigning calmness, frantically recalling what Susan had told him.

Gu Huai'an crossed his arms, looking down at him: "Forgotten it?"

Chi Ya's eyelashes trembled: "Of, of course... not."

"Then say it," Gu Huai'an sneered. "Why pretend to not have amnesia? Afraid I'll kick you away like a mangy dog?"

No, not afraid of being kicked away, Chi Ya thought calmly.

I'm afraid that once you realize 'Chi Ya' is no longer a threat, you'll ruthlessly finish me off!

From what he knew so far, 'Chi Ya' likely had some leverage over Gu Huai'an. Gu Huai'an clearly loathed 'Chi Ya', but they seemed to have a back-and-forth relationship in Qin Yuzhe's eyes…

So, logically, 'Chi Ya' must have used some underhanded tactics to gain leverage and threatened Gu Huai'an into a relationship... That would explain everything.

Chi Ya lifted his eyelashes, carefully observing Gu Huai'an's expression.

—Thin lips pursed into a sharp line, peach blossom eyes frosted over, even his eyebrows carried a chilling murderous intent.

...Seems he really does want to get rid of me, QAQ.

Knowing Gu Huai'an's background seemed extraordinary, and being such a proud person, being blackmailed by 'Chi Ya' with a disgraceful secret, one could imagine how much he hated 'Chi Ya'!

He was sure, once Gu Huai'an realized 'Chi Ya' had amnesia and couldn't threaten him anymore, his end would be terribly grim!

Tears streaming down his face, Chi Ya racked his brain, while the man's icy gaze slowly roamed over his neck... Wait, got it!!

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"Took you long enough to think," Gu Huai'an said with a cool tone, arms crossed, full of pent-up desire for revenge. "Still haven't remembered?"

Qin Yuze reveled in the misfortune, seemingly ready for action: "Wow, this stutter really leads to amnesia, huh! It's truly divine retribution—"

"February 16th," Chi Ya suddenly spoke up, "the, the day after Valentine's Day."

Gu Huai'an paused slightly.

Chi Ya lifted his eyelashes, gazing steadily at him: "Your, your birthday... party, I kissed, kissed you."

His voice was weak and hoarse, his handsome face pale from serious illness. He tried to smile at Gu Huai'an, saying, "That was, that was..."

That was the first time "Chi Ya" confessed, full of eager anticipation and careful hope.

"Enough!" Gu Huai'an abruptly interrupted him, his expression turning utterly cold. He lowered his arms, stood up straight, and stared fiercely at Chi Ya, his eyes swirling with turbulent emotions.

Chi Ya lowered his eyelashes, thinking of "Chi Ya" in the story, slowly adjusting his facial expressions and demeanor to reveal a cold, silent, and indifferent look, like that of a lifeless person.

After a long while, the sharp and painfully icy gaze finally left his face. Gu Huai'an scoffed coldly, "Consider yourself lucky."

With that, he turned around and left without a second glance.

Qin Yuze glanced at the young man on the bed, clicked his tongue, turned to leave but then turned back, pressed the bedside call button for him, and without saying anything, followed Gu Huai'an out.

The door of the ward slammed shut. Chi Ya's eyelashes trembled, and the immense joy of surviving a disaster nearly brought him to tears.

I love Susan!

Outside the ward, Qin Yuze quickly caught up with Gu Huai'an, frowning, "That stutterer hasn't lost his memory, what's next? Do you still have to be blackmailed by him…"

"…" Gu Huai'an fell silent for a moment, then suddenly lifted his foot and with a loud "bang!" kicked over the trash can at the base of the wall.

"Hey, what are you doing—" A nurse from the nearby station hurried out. Recognizing their faces, she stopped abruptly, respectful yet nervous, "Qin... Young Master Qin!"

Qin Yuze waved his hand, signaling her to stay away and not to meddle, trying to calm his friend, "Chill, chill, there's always a way... If it comes to it, just ask your brother for help. As long as that living devil gets involved..."

He shivered involuntarily, chuckling dryly: "That'll ensure the stutterer won't dare to speak a word in his next life..."

Gu Huai'an's face shifted between light and dark, remaining silent.

In a nearby office, a doctor and several nurses hurried out, passing by the two men and pushing open the ward door that had just closed a minute ago.

Qin Yuze glanced back and cursed under his breath, then suddenly heard his friend speak up, "Do you really think he hasn't lost his memory?"

"What?" Qin Yuze looked up in disbelief, "You mean... he's pretending??"

"..." Gu Huai'an shook his head, "I'm not sure."

Just now, looking at the person lying on the hospital bed, he had this strange feeling deep inside.

It seemed like the face was still the same, the person was still the same, but weirdly, from the moment the young man opened his eyes, there was an inexplicable sense of unfamiliarity that lingered in his heart.

The more he spoke, the more evident that feeling became.

"If he hadn't changed, when I asked him about my birthday earlier, he would have mocked me mercilessly, instead of..." Gu Huai'an scoffed coldly, "obediently answering me."

He even thought about it so earnestly, almost like a child grappling with a tough question.

Qin Yuze was startled, then had an epiphany, "Right! I almost forgot how annoying that stutterer has been these past years! A stutterer who loves to mock others, seizing every opportunity to irritate someone with his words, especially..."

He glanced at Gu Huai'an's expression and suddenly fell silent.

Especially... when it came to Gu Huai'an.

Thinking about it, he felt immense sympathy for his friend.

Forced to keep such a useless stutterer, apart from his looks, tied to him, enduring his sarcasm, bad temper every day, and it seemed like he had to continue putting up with it...

Ah, what kind of life was his friend leading!

Gu Huai'an didn't speak, still thinking about the eyes he had just locked gaze with.

The eyes had also changed... Before the car accident, those eyes were gloomy, silent, always drooping listlessly as if devoid of life, even when mocking others they were like stagnant water without any vitality, dark and deep, giving people goosebumps.

But just now, he actually saw... innocence and sorrow in those clear, round, cat-like eyes.

"You think he really lost his memory? But that doesn't make sense," Qin Yuzhe pondered with a frown. "If he truly forgot everything, how could he remember your birthday? Does he love you that much?"

Gu Huai'an clenched his fist, making a "crack!" sound. Qin Yuze gave a sheepish laugh, "Just kidding, just kidding..."

However, Gu Huai'an's expression had already darkened again, he sneered coldly, "What's the truth, anyway..."

He turned back, looking towards the door not far behind, and lowered his voice, "We'll just have to wait and see."

Qin Yuze, looking into his eyes, shuddered suddenly.