Chapter 14: Am I Your First Kiss?
The Sheng family of Jiang City was a top wealthy family in the region.
Outsiders only knew that the Sheng family had a young master named Sheng Sinian. But no one knew that the head of the Sheng family actually had an illegitimate son.
Qin Wan lived with his birth mother in his early years. Although life wasn’t wealthy, it was stable and happy.
When he was four, his birth mother fell seriously ill.
So she found the head of the Sheng family, Qin Wan’s biological father.
She wanted to entrust Qin Wan to him to raise.
After weighing the pros and cons, the Sheng family agreed. As soon as his birth mother passed away, they took him back.
Qin Wan was too young then; he didn’t understand anything.
He only knew his mother told him to go live with his father, to listen well in his new home, and to be obedient.
Qin Wan listened to his mother very much.
But little him didn’t expect, nor understand, why everyone in his new home hated him so much.
Even though little Qin Wan tried hard to be well-behaved and obedient—he was always quiet, never mischievous, never caused trouble, never made demands.
But he still couldn’t avoid being beaten and scolded by his new “family,” punished by kneeling, locked in the basement, and denied food and water—tortured in every way.
In those days, the servant Aunt Rong was his only ray of light.
Aunt Rong would carefully disinfect his wounds and apply ointment after he was beaten to within an inch of his life and thrown into the basement.
She would bring bread and milk when he was dizzy from hunger and on the verge of collapse.
At twelve, he tried to escape the Sheng family for the first time.
But he failed and was caught.
At fourteen, he finally escaped with Aunt Rong.
They fled to the neighboring Imperial Capital.
Qin Wan felt that the Imperial Capital was huge; hiding one or two people wouldn’t be a problem. And since the most dangerous place is often the safest, they settled there.
He and Aunt Rong depended on each other. He thought that now he was grown up, if he worked hard to earn money to support himself and Aunt Rong, life could go on.
But fate seemed to think Qin Wan hadn’t suffered enough.
A year ago, Aunt Rong was diagnosed with a terminal illness; only an organ transplant could save her life.
Aunt Rong proposed giving up, but Qin Wan refused.
He worked two or three jobs every day, handing all the money he earned to the hospital.
But this was only enough to cover basic medical expenses.
Not long ago, Aunt Rong’s condition worsened, urgently requiring a hundred thousand yuan for emergency treatment.
With nowhere to turn, Qin Wan borrowed from a loan shark.
Aunt Rong’s life was temporarily saved, but Qin Wan couldn’t repay the debt, which rolled over and grew larger.
With absolutely no other way, the incident of stealing from the hotel followed.
“Because I was born in a restroom, without a birth certificate or any other proof, my mother couldn’t register my household residence (hukou) before I was four.”
“Later, when I returned to the Sheng family, they wouldn’t bother with me either.”
“So, to this day, I am a person without an identity.”
Qin Wan used the calmest tone possible to recount the past nineteen years of his life.
Once finished, silence fell, dead and absolute.
Gu Xinglan gently turned Qin Wan’s body around.
Staring into his tear-misty black eyes.
“Is all this true?”
Qin Wan nodded. “It’s true.”
“You know I dare not lie to you,” he added extremely quietly.
The corner of Gu Xinglan’s lips hooked almost imperceptibly.
“Heh, no person found. Which means, even if I played you to death, it would be as if nothing happened?”
Qin Wan’s brow furrowed slightly.
He couldn’t understand what kind of things filled this pervert’s brain.
Although he hadn’t expected him to generate any sympathy after listening.
He forced him to speak, so he spoke.
Having spoken, he only hoped he wouldn’t torment him anymore.
“Mn.”
Qin Wan lowered his eyelids, acknowledging it.
That faint scar was clearly visible under the soft light.
Gu Xinglan reached out, gently touching his eyelid.
“This scar, was it also left by the Sheng family?”
Qin Wan nodded. “When I was six, I was pushed down the stairs by the eldest young master, Sheng Sinian, and hit it.”
“And the scars on your back?”
Qin Wan took a deep breath.
He really didn’t want to continue this topic.
But Gu Xinglan seemed full of interest.
Qin Wan’s lovely lips pressed into a line.
His voice grew lower, empty and weak.
“Sheng Sinian liked playing with whips back then; he often whipped me with all kinds of whips. But whip marks disappear relatively fast.”
“One time, he custom-ordered a rattan whip with metal barbs. That left these marks on my back.”
Listening, Gu Xinglan’s eyes narrowed slightly.
A rattan whip with metal barbs—striking the body would surely tear skin and flesh, leaving a bloody mess.
His brow furrowed.
He simply hadn’t imagined that Qin Wan’s past experiences were this miserable.
Subconsciously, he reached out and gently stroked his back.
The skin was smooth; those past whip wounds hadn’t left raised scars, but the mottled red marks were vividly jarring.
Gu Xinglan felt a stifling sensation in his chest.
“What about on your calf? There’s a scar there too,” Gu Xinglan continued to ask.
Qin Wan pursed his lips. “The first time I ran away, I was caught and brought back; they broke my leg.”
Gu Xinglan’s brow furrowed abruptly.
Qin Wan raised his eyes slightly.
Glancing at Gu Xinglan, he quickly lowered his eyelids again.
“That was… that time I scammed your phone…”
“Before I escaped, I injured Sheng Sinian, so I didn’t dare call the police. So… so the only way I could think of at the time was that… I’m sorry…”
He tried to explain his helpless situation at the time to Gu Xinglan.
Hoping to lessen the sin he had committed against him.
Gu Xinglan caught a keyword and pressed, “Injured your big brother? How?”
Qin Wan paused.
Tone calm: “I used scissors to pierce through his palm.”
Gu Xinglan’s lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
Little thing, sure enough, has claws.
“Bro… Brother, I’ve confessed everything. Can you untie my hands?” Qin Wan asked in a small voice.
“Being tied like this is so uncomfortable.”
Gu Xinglan reached out and touched his cheek.
“Will you listen? Will you be obedient?”
Qin Wan immediately nodded. “I’ll listen!”
Gu Xinglan was satisfied and reached out to untie the wrists bound behind his back.
Qin Wan moved his stiff, numb arms.
Having been pressed for so long, movement brought an immediate rush of pain.
“Qin Wan, am I your first kiss? Don’t lie,” Gu Xinglan asked.
Qin Wan’s small face flushed red, his lips trembled, before spitting out a word: “…Yes…”
“Haven’t kissed anyone before?”
Qin Wan shook his head helplessly. “That isn’t something someone like me, running for my life every day, should be doing.”
“So your kissing technique sucks,” Gu Xinglan evaluated.
“I will teach you, but you need to learn a bit faster,” he said, the pad of his thumb slowly rubbing over his lips.
“Otherwise, if I lose patience, you’re the one who suffers.”
Qin Wan lowered his eyes, giving a microscopic nod.
“Fine, since you confessed, I’ll let you off tonight.”
As he spoke, he reached out to embrace Qin Wan’s waist.
“Sleep. Don’t move around, understand?”
As if granted a general pardon, Qin Wan’s eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded. “Mn, mn! Understand, I understand!”
Saying that, he held his body straight and rigid, not moving a muscle.
Gu Xinglan: …
“Why are you so stiff?” he scolded.
Qin Wan was confused. “Didn’t you tell me not to move around?”
Gu Xinglan was somewhat impatient. “Qin Wan, playing dumb? I meant don’t move where you shouldn’t; I didn’t ask you to play a corpse.”
Saying that, he pulled Qin Wan tighter into his arms.
Qin Wan dared not stay tense, slowly relaxing his body.
Nestling in his arms.
When Gu Xinglan wore a suit, he looked upright and lean.
But meeting him bare-chested revealed that his muscle lines were very firm and fluid.
Qin Wan’s face touched his hard pectoral muscles, and his heart uncontrollably felt some fear.
Muscle power, with Gu Xinglan, was almost a symbol of violence.
Gu Xinglan’s violence terrified Qin Wan.
He slowed and weakened his breathing as much as possible, terrified that one careless slip would trigger this pervert’s mad dog disease again.
He silently prayed in his heart that Gu Xinglan would fall asleep quickly.
However, contrary to his wishes.
Just as Qin Wan was groggily about to drift off, Gu Xinglan’s hand around his waist and hip was still stroking up and down.
“You, can’t sleep?” Qin Wan asked carefully.
“Mn, always slept poorly.” Gu Xinglan kept his eyes lightly closed.
The tails of his narrow phoenix eyes swept slightly upward; even closed, the contour was beautiful.
His lips moved relaxed, murmuring, “Ran out of medicine. I’ll have the doctor bring some tomorrow.”
Before Qin Wan could speak, Gu Xinglan slowly opened his eyes.
“Qin Wan, I can’t sleep. What do you say we do?”
(Translator’s Note: It’s the weekend again, happy mass release!)
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