Chapter 53: Parallel Ending HE (Complete)

    “Don’t come over!”

    Huo Ye’s eyes blurred, and he blurted out.

    This overly abnormal reaction made the eighteen-year-old Shen Tingyu suspicious, raising his voice: “Why, out of nowhere, won’t you let me come? Huo Ye, I think you’re feeling guilty!”

    At first, Huo Ye didn’t answer the call; he was just worried, but now he was completely convinced something was off and quickened his pace.

    Caught off guard, Huo Ye couldn’t explain himself, and at that moment, a hot breath surged by his ear. It was Shen Tingyu, claiming to be twenty-nine, leaning closer and whispering unhappily: “Ignore him.”

    Huo Ye got scared and quickly held the phone away.

    However, it was too late; the voice on the other end could clearly hear now.

    The air fell silent for a moment before it exploded.

    “Who’s talking?!”

    That side sounded as vigilant as a guard dog: “Huo Ye! Who is it?!”

    Huo Ye cursed silently, covering the man’s troublesome mouth tightly, and awkwardly said, “It’s the TV; you misheard.”

    “Does the TV sound that close?”

    “Of course it does,” Huo Ye said. “I’m next to the TV.”

    “……”

    “I don’t believe you!”

    The man, annoyed that they were taking too long, turned his head to punishingly bite Huo Ye’s Adam’s apple.

    Huo Ye let out a light gasp without any defense, and just as he did, he knew he was in deep trouble. Just as Huo Ye knew Shen Tingyu liked to stroke his throat with his fingertips when he pressed, Shen Tingyu also knew the Adam’s apple was a sensitive point for him, making him gasp every time he touched it.

    It was like thunder striking from a clear sky.

    The other side was like facing a great enemy, intolerably angry: “Huo Ye!!”

    Huo Ye couldn’t bear to hear any more, trembling as he hung up the phone, forcing himself to calm down and pull the man up.

    “Now, immediately, leave.” Huo Ye said firmly.

    Shen Tingyu’s eyes deepened with a hint of melancholy as he sadly asked him, “Where do you want me to go?”

    “Where you came from, go back there.” Huo Ye’s mind was in a jumble, “Since you came from twelve years later, you should go back and find the twelve-years-later me. If you stay like this, we will be in chaos.”

    “… I won’t go back.”

    Shen Tingyu shook his head and pleaded, “Huo Ye, don’t drive me away again.”

    Huo Ye still didn’t understand what exactly was happening, counting the seconds and anxiously saying to him: “I’m not driving you away. Didn’t you say we’re already married? Almost thirty years old, we’re not kids anymore. It’s normal for couples to argue; just go find the future me and talk it out. I like you so much; I will definitely forgive you.”

    “No, you won’t forgive me.”

    Just as Huo Ye was about to ask why, he heard Shen Tingyu say: “There’s no you twelve years later.” Shen Tingyu’s words were like knives, making every word bleed.

    “… Huo Ye, you have no heart. You promised to be with me forever but left me all alone.”

    “I haven’t had a day go by in these twelve years without thinking about you.”

    Huo Ye never expected it would turn out this way. How could this be the result? He indeed had many negative tendencies before, but after meeting Shen Tingyu, he had stopped self-destructing.

    His mind was a mess, his heart was also chaotic, and the knocking on the door suddenly intensified, adding to the distress.

    There was no way to leave now. Huo Ye nervously held onto him and said, “We can’t let him see you! You know your temper; let’s talk later, okay? You hide first, alright?”

    Shen Tingyu naturally didn’t want to, his expression shifting to one of sadness as he coldly replied, “Why should I hide? What makes me less than him? I’m more mature, more understanding, and better at loving. Huo Ye, you should come with me.”

    The knocking grew increasingly intense, making Huo Ye’s head spin. Looking around, he spotted the wardrobe and quickly opened the wardrobe door: “Get in and hide!”

    Shen Tingyu said, “I don’t want to.”

    “Didn’t you say you’re more understanding than him? Then understand this.”

    Shen Tingyu: “…”

    Huo Ye forcibly pushed him inside, covered him with clothes, breaking into a sweat. Just as he finished, Shen Tingyu wanted to protest and come out, but Huo Ye quickly called out: “Hubby.”

    Shen Tingyu stumbled and sat back down.

    “Hubby, I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable; please don’t make a sound, okay?” Huo Ye coaxed one last time and closed the wardrobe door tightly.

    This scene was undeniably bizarre.

    Clearly, they hadn’t done anything, yet it felt like being caught in the act by a rightful partner.

    When the door opened, the partner walked in with a long face, quickly rummaging through the sheets—nothing.

    He looked under the bed; still, nothing. He went to the window, poking his head out to search; still nothing.

    Huo Ye weakly laughed a couple of times and said, “What are you looking for?”

    The partner shot him a glare and walked out.

    After searching through all the rooms, the partner Shen Tingyu finally returned here, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.

    When his gaze finally landed on the wardrobe, trying to reach out and pull it, he was suddenly hugged from behind by Huo Ye.

    “Shen Tingyu, I dreamt of you last night; we even got married. Don’t you want to hear about it?” Huo Ye flattered.

    “… Really?”

    This tactic surprisingly held him hostage. Shen Tingyu turned around suspiciously.

    He indeed hadn’t found a potential rival and was at fault; he was certainly distracted now, looking as if saying “tell me more.”

    “Of course it’s true. We got our marriage license abroad, and we went far away to see the snow and the northern lights.”

    As Huo Ye spoke, he anxiously licked his lips.

    Shen Tingyu’s eyes darkened as he leaned down and threw Huo Ye onto the nearby bed. Just when Huo Ye was about to get up, Shen Tingyu pounced on him like a predator, biting his lip.

    “You’re lying.”

    He had unmercifully uncovered the truth, “You always lick your lips when you’re nervous.”

    Huo Ye gasped in pain, quickly tasting a hint of iron rust. He didn’t need to guess; he must have bitten his lip.

    Just as he was about to argue some more, Shen Tingyu suddenly let out a muffled groan and then collapsed, unconscious on him.

    Huo Ye was startled: “Shen Tingyu!”

    He reached out to feel the boy’s breath, then raised his head.

    “Don’t look at me like that; he just fainted.” The wardrobe door had opened at some point, and the man frowned disdainfully, shoving aside his eighteen-year-old self, coldly rubbing his wrist.

    Huo Ye: “…”

    The twenty-nine-year-old Shen Tingyu was naturally more mature, but he was also more domineering. Even taking his younger self away. What followed made Huo Ye almost really call the police, “I give you two choices.”

    “One is for you to come with me. A rough boy like him can’t make you happy.” He whispered seductively, tenderly rubbing Huo Ye’s injured lip, as if feeling distressed.

    “Or I’ll kill him.”

    Like a spoiled child, “Or let me stay by your side.”

    “… No.”

    The man paused, “Why not?”

    Huo Ye tried to remain calm and said, “Though I don’t know what’s happened in your world, I know now that one thing is one thing. Once it’s missed, it’s missed.”

    “If that me cannot forgive you, then I can forgive you on his behalf. I forgive your arrogance, your unreasonable nature, your many moments when you might overlook my feelings… but I also ask for your forgiveness for breaking my promise and not being with you as we once vowed for eternity, but you should know that.”

    “Now I am no longer him.”

    Upon hearing this, Shen Tingyu’s expression suddenly turned pained.

    “Everything you said to me today, you claim you’ve become soft enough, but the person you really want to hear this from isn’t me anymore. So all you want to give me now really doesn’t belong to me. You’re just trying to make up for the regrets at my expense. You are indeed Shen Tingyu, but you’re not mine.”

    “—I forgive you.”

    Huo Ye sighed: “But I will never accept you again.”

    Shen Tingyu’s face turned pale, as if punched, unwilling to believe, and looked at him with red eyes, feeling greatly wronged.

    After this sentence, Shen Tingyu could no longer deceive himself, for he felt a sudden panic, indicating that this dream was about to wake up and the scene began to blur.

    “Sorry,…” Huo Ye felt a pain in his heart, cupping his face and bumping his forehead against his, “It’s my fault; I didn’t mean to leave you.”

    Shen Tingyu choked: “Liar.”

    “You bastard; I won’t believe you anymore.”

    Huo Ye kissed away his tears and softly said, “It’s me; it’s my fault. I forgive you, so please forgive me one more time.”

    “Forgive me once more, my lord.”

    Shen Tingyu didn’t know how Huo Ye could say such cruel words to him, “Live well; don’t be sad for me; I’m just happy with you in another world.”

    “You’ll make me happy, right?” Huo Ye understood too well what he would do. “Live well, just do it for me.”

    Shen Tingyu found it hard to calm down: “But you’re not here.”

    “No, I’m always here.”

    Huo Ye said: “As long as you love me, I will be everywhere.”

    Suddenly opening his eyes, everything disappeared. Shen Tingyu stared blankly at the dark ceiling, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

    It wasn’t yet dawn.

    Maybe in his world, it would never be bright again.

    Shen Tingyu didn’t turn on the light and walked into the bathroom. The first thing he saw was himself in the mirror.

    He suddenly felt very jealous, feeling wronged and finding it unfair.

    Over the past twelve years, countless thoughts of seeking death had crossed his mind, but on the last night, he had a dream like this.

    Shen Tingyu dared not die, so he could only continue to live painfully because only then could his other self in another world and Huo Ye be happy. From then on, even seeing his reflection in the mirror caused him heartache.

    Among all the people.

    Shen Tingyu couldn’t deny he was most jealous of that self.

    At the same time, as a brand new dawn broke, eighteen-year-old Shen Tingyu slowly opened his eyes after a night’s sleep.

    His neck felt numb, as if he had been hit.

    Shen Tingyu realized he was still in Huo Ye’s room, hurriedly sitting up to search for his beloved. Turning his head, he saw that Huo Ye was lying right next to him, peaceful and sound asleep.

    He felt a bit dazed and then inexplicably at ease.

    He still pushed Huo Ye awake, not having time to think about how he had fallen asleep, only saying to him: “I also had a dream.”

    Huo Ye pretended to just wake up, his eyes clear as he blinked slowly and said, “What happened?”

    “I dreamt of you…”

    Shen Tingyu started but hesitated to say more.

    Huo Ye easily saw what he was thinking, and in the past, comforted him by kissing the tear-stained corner of his eye, smiling: “Don’t be afraid; it was just a dream. No matter what, I will always be with you.”

    “Really?”

    “Really, because happiness is just beginning.”

    – The End –

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