She didn’t know what kind of shadows such a bloody scene could cast over a child’s psyche.
But for him, the mont he saw that woman and child being murdered,
his heart must have been filled with terror, guilt to the extre, truly believing it was he who caused the deaths of those people, and he was just a naive child of twelve.
Third Young Master Jun laughed strangely, "Later, when I was killing people, I’d quietly think, my pulling the trigger is for their own good, so I should kill them, and indeed I killed them without hesitation."
Ye Lu’s hand trembled and slipped from his grasp, staring at him with a steady gaze.
"That feeling, like a demon in control of the truth, beca increasingly unrestrained, hands piled with fresh blood, taking lives with ease, yet without a twinge of remorse!"
Third Young Master Jun’s laughter was bizarre and dark, his eyes dark red like rubies, barely containing a cruel bloodlust and a suppressed frenzy.
"Ye Lu, I’ve done many terrible things. I’m that evil a person. Can you accept that? Are you not afraid to lie next to a homicidal maniac in bed?"
Ye Lu shook uncontrollably, looking at him in disbelief, her lips pale and trembling.
"You...you’re lying to ," she said. She knew he had always been a cruel man, but only when truly confronted with his past did she realize she had greatly oversimplified her notions.
Because she hadn’t witnessed it with her own eyes and didn’t know what he’d done, her understanding of his cruelty was just a vague, superficial impression.
Now, hearing him speak of his bloody past in detail, she found his life far more bloodsoaked than she could have imagined, feeling chills, unable to stop the trembling of her hands and feet.
"You see, this is the real . What you’ve seen, what you’ve admired, is only my best side, but this is my sinful side, the part that is unacceptable to most, also one of my true faces. The real ."
He looked at her terrified expression, her shaking fingers betraying her fear of his true nature.
His heart was deeply pierced; though he kept smiling, he could hardly suppress a wave of desolation and lancholy.
He knew he shouldn’t continue, but suddenly he couldn’t control his desire to vent the emotions of his past that he’d suppressed in the depths of his heart, emotions no one else knew.
"Now you see, I am far darker and more terrifying than you imagined, like a venomous snake lurking in gloomy corners. So may admire the exotic beauty of the serpent, but nobody truly loves the venom of the snake."
He smiled softly, tenderly caressing her pallid face.
"As you fully understand who I am, Jun Huang, is it also the ti when your love for begins to fade?"
His words were sharp, penetrating the heart, his eyes blazing like ferocious flas, restless and filled with a complex mix of emotions—both expectant and filled with despair and pain!
A stubborn thought lingered in his mind: You fell in love with because you didn’t understand , but I wish you could love because you do understand, yet in the end, it is that very understanding that might cost your love.
He longed for her love, love for the whole, real, complete him, soone who could embrace his past mistakes, darkness, and even wickedness.
Could she? Could she love all of him?
He asked in his heart,
his eyes desperately seeking hers.
Ye Lu trembled and closed her eyes.
His heart suddenly went silent, the manic pressure dissipated, and it all turned cold.
In truth, he didn’t need to expose his past.
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