Chapter 131: Mu Si Never Denies His Palate

After coming out of the bathroom, Boyu leaned against the headboard of the hospital bed, his heart utterly desolate. “You may leave. I won’t hold you accountable for what you did today—for now.”

Mu Si already knew the truth.

He sneered coldly and asked, “Why did you lie to me?”

He had never felt such guilt before.

Because of his negligence, the young master, the gentleman, and everyone else suffered. He even felt ashamed to face Fu Chen, who had once helped him.

But in the end, it was all just empty words from Boyu.

Boyu averted his gaze, feeling slightly uncomfortable. “What’s wrong with lying to you?”

This man’s heart was like a block of ice that would never melt; perhaps he would never realize his own mistakes.

Mu Si’s purpose was now fulfilled.

He came to see him once.

Whether in disgrace, pride, or stubborn refusal to repent, he had seen it all.

Mu Si unwrapped a lollipop and popped it into his mouth. “Not much. I’m used to it.”

His tone was as casual and indifferent as always.

After learning the young master was unharmed, Mu Si remained the same as before.

Boyu’s eyes flickered slightly but failed to grasp the meaning behind his words.

What did he mean by “used to it”?

He had only lied to Mu Si once.

Actually, there was one more time, but Boyu forgot. When he took Mu Si away, he said they would live together forever.

Only for Mu Si to be sent off to the training camp soon after.

Mu Si tasted the sharp tang of lime and said, “I heard you plan to go to Italy and never return.”

Boyu responded with a calm hum.

He moved his lips slightly, then closed them, saying nothing more.

Mu Si leaned against the door with arms crossed, expressionless as he nibbled on the sweet-and-sour candy. “That’s good. The young master won’t have to suffer your troubles anymore.”

He felt the same.

Boyu’s face darkened. “Believing in miracles was the stupidest thing I ever did.”

The implication was clear: he shouldn’t have saved those ungrateful children.

Mu Si simply said, “But weren’t you happy to see them come back to life?”

A child’s heart is purest; at that moment, he could discern Boyu’s feelings.

He enjoyed saving a small life and hoped his own might be reborn.

Boyu replied coldly, “No, I wasn’t.”

Mu Si looked away toward the window, then heard him add, “Maybe I’ve just forgotten.”

He had struggled through the river of time for so long that he had long forgotten who he once was.

But Mu Si remembered.

He wanted to walk away, but his pride wouldn’t let him suffer indignity.

Most of all, he was unwilling to give up.

He crushed the candy in his mouth, took a few steps to the bedside, knelt on one knee, lowered his eyes, and caught Boyu’s nape, biting his thin lips.

The sharp lime flavor spread between their mouths.

Mu Si’s hoarse voice whispered, “Why do I like you, you idiot?”

“……”

Boyu’s shock was softened by the profanity.

His amber eyes burned fiercely. “You’re insulting…”

Mu Si lifted his cold gaze slightly. “I’m insulting you.”

Then he lowered his eyes and passed the candy in his mouth onto Boyu’s, his tongue pressing insistently for him to swallow it all. In Boyu’s struggle, he bit the corner of his lip.

Boyu froze. “……”

Mu Si’s movements grew gentler as he wiped away the small trace of blood.

“Sir, you’ve thrown me away three times.”

Boyu’s question was interrupted again; his breath unsteady as he retorted, “Twice.”

Mu Si seemed indifferent to his reaction, speaking only his own truth and doing as he wished.

At the end of his story, he laid everything bare.

“The first time, you sent me to the training camp. I tried everything to come back to your side.”

“Everyone said I was determined, even you thought I had talent.”

Mu Si looked at this noble yet disheveled face.

“No one knows that my determination is because of you.”

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It’s so laggy I can’t finish, still a thousand words left~