Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

Su Huachen looked at Fu Qianxun's latest Weibo post and couldn't help laughing.

He Yanshu looked very worried and stepped forward to persuade him: "Huachen, calm down."

Su Huachen smiled and said, "I am very calm. I am very calm. Haha, it turns out that I was the clown from the beginning to the end."

"Hahahahahahaha." He raised his eyes to look at He Yanshu and said, "He Yanshu, you are really great. Can you tell me when you knew about this?"

He Yanshu knew what he was referring to, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

Su Huachen took two steps forward, stretched out his index finger with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and looked up at him from below.

From this angle, you can see the expression on He Yanshu's face clearly.

Su Huachen asked again: "Why? You dare to hide it from me, but you don't dare to tell me?"

He Yanshu closed his eyes slightly and said, "Six years ago, when we investigated, we found out that An Chen was not the biological son of the Fu family and had no blood relationship with Fu Qianxun."

"Six years ago?" Su Huachen stroked his forehead and said with a smile: "So you knew it so early? Why did you hide it from me?"

He Yanshu looked at him, crying and laughing at the same time, and said with some worry, "If you knew six years ago that An Chen and Fu Qianxun were not brothers, what would you do?"

Su Huachen's voice was a little cold, like the wind and frost in winter, and he said, "I don't know."

Will it destroy him?

Or kill him?

Su Huachen really didn't know.

He could accept Fu Qianxun having friends around him, but he couldn't have too close friends.

Friends are the most hurtful. Generally, it is only those friends who hurt you. The better the friends are, the more likely it is that something bad will happen to you.

Su Huachen can accept Fu Qianxun getting married, but he does not allow Fu Qianxun to fall in love.

Because marriage is only for the continuation of life, while dating is for feelings.

Since ancient times, feelings have been the most fragile and the most hurtful thing.

He Yanshu knew what he would do just by looking at his expression.

Su Huachen was extremely paranoid about Fu Qianxun's matter.

He Yanshu tried to persuade her: "Huachen, let's not think about Fu Qianxun, okay?"

Su Huachen said: "But I have been living my life for him since I was 7 years old. I hope he can be better and have a good life. Love hurts, why did he choose Anchen?"

He Yanshu continued to persuade her, "You are not him. Since this is his own choice, he will bear the consequences, whether it is bitter or sweet. Maybe Anchen is really suitable for him? Don't you want him to live a good life? Anchen and he are childhood sweethearts, and he raised them all by himself. Huachen, you should let it go."

"Should I let it go?" Su Huachen muttered to himself, and suddenly became furious: "No, Senior can't be with An Chen, An Chen will hurt him. He almost killed Senior six years ago, so the two of them can't be together."

Su Huachen became more and more excited as he spoke, and his face turned red.

Seeing this, He Yanshu quickly reached out and hugged him, hoping that he could calm down, and persuaded him: "Huachen, calm down, calm down."

Su Huachen became more and more emotional, and even said with a trembling voice: "Yanshu, I can't let it go. Anchen will really kill senior, he will kill senior. In this world, I am the only one who will never hurt him."

He Yanshu hugged him tightly, with distress in his eyes: "Huachen, calm down, calm down, calm down..."

Perhaps He Yanshu's comfort really worked, and Su Huachen slowly calmed down.

After a while, Su Huachen's emotions gradually stabilized, and even the redness on his face slowly faded away.

Su Huachen broke away from He Yanshu's arms, sat on the sofa, and slowly calmed down.

After sitting for a while, Su Huachen stood up and said, "I want to take a shower and then take a nap. My head is a little tired."

After all the ordeal just now, Su Huachen was indeed sweating a lot.

Hearing him say that he wanted to sleep, He Yanshu even smiled, and said in a softer voice: "Then I'll go get you some clean clothes."

Su Huachen responded: "Yeah."

He Yanshu quickly brought clothes to Su Huachen.

Su Huachen went into the bathroom carrying the clothes and closed the door.

After a while, the sound of flowing water was heard from inside.

He Yanshu leaned his tall body against the sofa, with his hands in his pockets, occasionally raising his wrist to check the time.

As time passed, He Yanshu's deep eyebrows were visibly furrowed.

Su Huachen said he wanted to take a shower, but his hands never came out of the bathroom since he entered it.

He Yanshu raised his wrist and looked at the time again. More than thirty minutes had passed.

There was no sign of the end in sight, not even the sound of the running water had stopped.

The anxiety on He Yanshu's face became more and more serious.

After waiting for another two minutes, He Yanshu became really worried and went forward to knock on the bathroom door.

"Huachen, Huachen..."

After knocking several times, there was no response, and He Yanshu suddenly felt panic rising in his heart.

He didn't care about anything else and knocked on the door again. When it still didn't work, he took a few steps back and kicked the door hard.

In the bathtub, the faucet was still on. The water had long been full and was now overflowing onto the floor outside.

Su Huachen didn't take off her clothes, but her entire set of clothes was almost wet.

He was sitting in the corner on the edge of the tub with a steak knife in his right hand, cutting his left arm.

His right arm was covered in blood, which slowly flowed down his already scarred arm, dripped onto the floor, and then flowed along with the water, turning the originally clean and transparent tap water pink.

The colored tap water flowed slowly into the sewer through the cracks in the floor.

His entire left arm was stained with blood, but Su Huachen seemed to feel no pain and continued to scratch.

There was even a hint of excitement in his expression.

The bright red blood stung He Yanshu's eyes so much that they hurt.

He took two or three steps forward, snatched the knife from Su Huachen's hand, and said sternly: "Are you crazy? You don't want this arm anymore, right?"

He Yanshu threw the knife far away, his face gloomy, and took the towel beside him to bandage him quickly.

Su Huachen spread out his right palm, and his originally white hand was now covered in blood.

He opened his palm to He Yanshu and asked gently, "Yanshu, do you think this red color looks good?"

He Yanshu said with a serious look in his eyes: "I'll take you to the hospital first."

As he said that, he was about to hug Su Huachen.

Su Huachen said: "I want to stay in the same hospital as An Chen, in the VVIP ward."

He Yanshu frowned and asked, "Huachen, why are you doing this?"