Hubby's Deep Lo Chapter 720 His Secret1

Chapter 720: 720 His Secret_1

This sudden question left Gu Liancheng stunned.

Hatred?

He fell deep into contemplation, then shook his head, stating, "No."

"No? Not even for an instance?"

She had thought that at least at the point where he thought Wen Qianxi had abandoned him, leaving him with nothing, causing him to consider suicide, he must have hated her. His answer was unexpected.

"I harboured resentnt towards heaven, hell, many people from the Gu Family, and I still do," Gu Liancheng confessed, "Yet, only towards her, I truly never had any resentnt."

He did not want to belittle or malign anyone of his past for the sake of pleasing a newcor. He was not such a person, and neither was Eleven.

So he didn’t want to lie or fabricate a different past.

"Perhaps she herself also thinks, that I utterly despise her. That’s not the case. Even when I was so close to dying, even then, I didn’t. My dependency and extreness towards her, at this mont feels laughably ridiculous, I don’t think about it, I don’t recall it, I don’t even go into the dark room to see those photos, I just treat it as a sealed mory black box, locked up, because I don’t want to admit that I was ever that foolish."

That segnt of mory could not be touched. He built that dark room but never entered it, if it had not been for Eleven accidentally stumbling into it...

Leaving the photos there wasn’t a way of rembrance, but more of a form. He thought that locking the mories inside would be enough, a sort of psychological consolation.

"Then... was it love?" Eleven voiced the question that Wen Qianxi must have been asking for many years.

She too was very curious, what exactly were his feelings for Wen Qianxi.

"Before you unintentionally bumbled into the dark room, unexpectedly opening that black box of mories, even I myself, could not distinguish the types of emotions. Yet, that day, once I cald down, I finally understood."

"Understood what?"

"I understood the true aning of the word ’love’."

"What... does that an?"

Could it be that, he and Wen Qianxi, were not?

"Yes," he nodded, "it was dependence. Heavier than any dependence. She sutured my wounds, appearing by my side, like an angel. She was not a friend, not a girlfriend, not even like a sister, it was a strange feeling that cannot be described. There’s a secret, only my mother and the doctor knew. At that ti, I was diagnosed with DID, commonly known as dissociative identity disorder, a psychological illness."

Eleven’s eyes widened dramatically, her entire body shuddering a little.

It was unexpected, yet upon reflection, it was within reason.

Given all that he experienced in his childhood, it was entirely possible for him to develop such a psychological illness.

Thinking about it, she was filled with indescribable heartache, hugging him tightly.

"I suppose the symptoms started gradually, accumulating inside , culminating in an outbreak. Initially, I didn’t know, even for a couple of years, I didn’t even know my hands were stained with blood. My mother thought it was post-traumatic stress disorder, attributed the lost periods of ti to mory loss, because they were not good mories, so it was better that they were forgotten, and she never ntioned it to . Until..."

"Until I moved into the Gu Family household. Amidst the repeated beatings and humiliation, under such provocation, the personality that had been dormant for so many years finally ca forth. The primary personality was sensible, even when being beaten, it would not fight back, but the secondary personality did not care one bit, and upon waking would seek retribution against those who wronged , doing this repeatedly... As you’ve seen, Old Master Gu didn’t like

because sotis I would beat his precious grandson till he bled, which hurt him."

Upon saying this, he smiled wryly.