exo Icy Gem

My heart, like ice jade, has long been prepared. Really only for your tenderness. Perhaps the vast sea has long proved. To smile for you is a god-given responsibility. But jade is fragile. Tenderness is too little. The arrangement of colliding together. I can't bear it anymore. Perhaps hatred is more suitable for us. Even if it's sad. Ultimately as pale as paper. Just like the fallen leaves on the roadside. I have seen them and will forget them in an instant. I once tightly covered that heart like ice jade. But you have already thrown it into the evil abyss. Without leaving a trace of opportunity. --------The Preface Chapter One An empty rooftop, a vast room with only a bed and a slender person. The air was filled with an evil aura, seemingly ready to devour the small figure. Worn clothes, disheveled hair, and faintly visible red marks on the body—traces of being whipped. Yet, amidst the haze, bright eyes shone with a trembling light. Stiff hands clutched the knees tightly, curled up there, unwilling and unable to move. A slight shake would bring the cold clinking of chains, mercilessly locking up a sunny youth. His eyes were devoid of tears, filled only with sorrow, not lament but furrowed brows. The boy seemed numb, as if the night was the boundary between dawn and darkness. After a long time, a piercing light shone in, the door opened, and he finally came—a tall figure with a face full of hatred, yet unable to hide his commanding presence. Upon entering and seeing the person on the bed, his heart ached fiercely, but the next second, hatred spread. He looked coldly at Lu Han. A glaring gaze fell on them both, and the dark room instantly filled with a hostile and sharp atmosphere. They stared at each other for a long time, time freezing at that moment. "Sehun, is this how you choose to imprison me?" Lu Han finally spoke. "Unfortunately, does this truly make you happy? Can you really let go?" "What's it to you? You're in my hands now, and I'm only after revenge. As long as I see you in pain, I will..." Sehun was furious, grabbing Lu Han's collar, but the two words that flashed through his mind struck his heart. Could he really be happy? At this moment, with his heart in turmoil, what should he do? His struggling heart was uneasy, and with all his might, he threw Lu Han back onto the bed. Instantly, the chains clanged throughout the room, unable to settle. "It wasn't me," a voice so soft it seemed only he could hear. "How could it not be, I saw it with my own eyes!" Sehun's eyes were full of hatred and anger, and then he strode out of the room. Tears slid down Lu Han's cheeks. "Sehun, why? After all, we still lack the trust we need. The heart that warms you every day, wanting to love you but too afraid to, torturing each other until we can't breathe. Is it really time to let go? At this moment, is there any choice but to leave?" Tao Huang, accompanied by the bright sunshine, sat up from the bed with a turn of thought, recalling the scene from last night—Tao Huang wanted to visit Lu Han at the Wu residence. The entrance was bright and grand, and it was certainly not okay to barge in. How to get in? Find Sehun Wu? Sehun Wu probably wouldn't let him in. While hesitating, he saw Sehun Wu, that kid, running out with an injured person, followed by the butler, Jin Zhongda. Sehun Wu's expression seemed terrible. What happened? Tao Huang hurried forward a few steps, faintly seeing Lu Ming injured. How could such a thing happen? An assassination in Sehun Wu's house, who else could be so bold besides Tao Huang? Was Tao Huang the criminal? He couldn't understand, filled with questions. After Sehun Wu left, Tao Huang sneaked into the Wu residence. The wall wasn't high; he simply climbed over. Seeing several people approaching, he hurriedly hid behind the flowerbed. Looking closely, a few people were taking Lu Han towards the basement. In the moonlight, Tao Huang saw Lu Han's vacant gaze, somewhat sad. Oh no, could the earlier incident be related to Lu Han? Tao Huang's heart grew anxious. Following the people, he navigated the huge villa of the Wu family, turning here and there, stopping at a small room behind the villa. Lu Han was locked in the basement. Seeing this, Tao Huang panicked. Lu Han's health had always been poor, and he wished he could hold Lu Han in his arms and pamper him every day. Now, to see such mistreatment, he wanted to run over and take Lu Han away. But Tao Huang knew that the Wu family's thugs were not to be trifled with, and he wasn't clear on how many there were. Helplessly, the young man took advantage of the moonlight to climb over the wall and escape. His agile body moved effortlessly between the walls, a dark shadow fleeing the luxurious villa. Another minute there, and he feared he would have fought those people to the death—thinking this, Tao Huang couldn't help but grab his head with both hands. He jumped out of bed, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and started his day.