Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)-Chapter 606: Can I Know?

Even when he was caught ogling, Mu Yuze still couldn’t bring himself to stop. He did not know which to focus on— He Juan’s deep silver eyes, the teasing curl on the corner of his lips, or the strands of damp hair clinging to his cheeks.

God, this Alpha was so hot. Despite standing there and doing nothing but simply breathe, he was still the hottest specimen that ever graced the surface of Earth.

And he is mine, a small possessive voice within him whispered. All mine.

"Why..." Mu Yuze managed to speak. "Why are you working out so early in the morning?" Only when the words escaped his lips did he realize that referring to noon as ’early’ might not be entirely accurate. His earlobes flushed at the slip-up and he hastily rectified, "I mean, you could have stayed in bed longer to catch up on some sleep..."

Fortunately, He Juan did not tease him any longer, because he was just thoughtful like that. Otherwise Mu Yuze was certain that he would spontaneously combust on the spot.

As the Alpha turned to enter the gym, Mu Yuze suddenly felt cold without the man’s presence close to him, though he promptly suppressed the unreasonable loss before it could sprout into life. Mu Yuze’s gaze continued to trail after him as he paused the music and retrieved a bottle of mineral water, the movement drawing attention to the grievous scar on his back.

In an instant, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over Mu Yuze’s head, sobering him up real quick from his spellbound haze.

This marked the second time he’d ever seen He Juan’s back, and oh it simply could not be compared to first – when he had spotted it amid the curtain of He Juan’s long hair, illuminated only by the dim moonlight.

Now, without the hair obstructing the view and the room flooded in daylight, Mu Yuze could finally take in the full appearance of the scar that started from He Juan’s shoulder blades down to his lower back. The scar had turned brown, the color a degree darker than He Juan’s original skin tone. It encompassed such a large area that Mu Yuze couldn’t even begin to imagine the state of He Juan’s back when the injury had just been inflicted.

He Juan tilted his head back and gulped down a mouthful of water before replying, "This body has become so weak in the past seven years that I could hardly bear it. So I’m working to build my muscles again, though it would need some time for me to return to my former form." He clicked his tongue in exasperation.

Turning to Mu Yuze, he offered the mineral bottle, "Do you want to drink some?"

Under ordinary circumstances, Mu Yuze wouldn’t have passed up on the opportunity to get an indirect kiss with the Alpha of his dreams, but right now he was so shocked by the sight of He Juan’s back that he couldn’t even think of a proper response. He simply shook his head, chewed on his bottom lip and mustered the courage to ask, "Your back..."

Shifting his gaze to meet He Juan’s eyes, he inquired carefully, "Can I know what happened to it?"

"Ah, this?" A myriad of emotions flashed in He Juan’s eyes, too quick and complex for Mu Yuze to comprehend. But in the end, He Juan merely gave an easy smile and said, "I got a tattoo removed."

A tattoo removal? One that ended up scarring his back so horribly? What? Did he get his skin peeled off or...

Once that fleeting thought crossed Mu Yuze’s mind, he was shocked by the possibility, so much that his complexion immediately turned ashen. He sucked in a sharp breath, his pupils shaking in disbelief.

Impossible, could it really be—

"Xiao Ze?" He Juan asked in concern. Walking closer, he grabbed hold of Mu Yuze’s hand and was surprised at how cold the fingertips were. "Xiao Ze, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

"How..." Mu Yuze heard himself asking, his voice sounded shaky and foreign even to his own ears. "How could a mere tattoo removal reduce your back into such a mess, Gege?"

Exactly what has happened to you? Were you terribly hurt at that time? You must have. Who... who did this to you?

So many questions were swirling in his mind, and he wished he could worm himself into He Juan’s brain so he could find out the answers all at once, instead of being tortured by the excruciating wait like this. He yearned to know the truth, yet at the same time he was also afraid that it would be too much for him to handle. It was not the revelation itself that terrified him per se, but it was the fact that He Juan was suffering all alone someplace he did not know, while he was wallowing in his own misery and cursing the man out with all his heart, was what made it all the more unbearable for Mu Yuze.

But this was something he had to prepare himself for, wasn’t it? After all, there must be a reason why He Juan vanished seven years ago, only to show up again with memory loss...

He Juan pursed his lips into thin lines before letting out a soft mirthless chuckle. "It looks really terrible, huh? But don’t worry, it’s nothing but skin injury and—"

"You’re doing it again," Mu Yuze interrupted him, his tone upset. When He Juan’s gaze flicked to him in surprise, he added, "You always downplay everything that happened to you. I know that you don’t want to make me worry, but..." he grasped onto He Juan’s hand tighter, squeezing it like a lifeline. His tone became soft, imploring, "Haven’t you promised that you will tell me everything, Gege? Or... do you not trust me?"

"It’s not—" He Juan subconsciously blurted out before he caught himself in the nick of time. Sighing, he finally dropped his smiling façade, allowing Mu Yuze to see the frustration and irritation simmering beneath the surface. A helpless smile hung on the corner of his lips as he murmured, "What a demanding little bunny you are."

The depths of Mu Yuze’s eyes lit up, for he knew that he had managed to break through the impenetrable barrier around the Alpha. "So?" He prompted with an arched brow.

He Juan chuckled again, a hint of helplessness and mirth in his tone. "It’s not that I don’t trust you, Xiao Ze. What you said is correct... I really hate to worry you, but I think you deserve to know the truth. All of it." Without any warning, he suddenly bent down and swept Mu Yuze into his arms, eliciting a surprised cry from the omega.

"Gege?!"

He Juan let out a non-committal hum as he strode to the nearby bench and sat himself down, settling Mu Yuze on his lap with his powerful arm wrapped around Mu Yuze’s waist. He offered a placating smile, "I think I need to hold onto you for this. You don’t mind, do you?"

Oh, Mu Yuze did mind. For starters, being manhandled and carried around like he was a small thing that weighed nothing at all was doing something dangerous to his heart. Not to mention, He Juan’s naked chest was right in front of him – the sculpted chest still damp with perspiration and exuded strong manly pheromones. Mu Yuze only needed to look down and he would be treated with the sight of He Juan’s marvelous abs. Moreover, with him perched directly atop of He Juan’s laps like this, he became so painfully aware of the sleeping monster between the man’s legs that seemed so thick even in its dormant state...

Also, what was up with his clinginess?! Mu Yuze’s heart was not strong enough for this!

But soon, he could no longer afford to be distracted.

Taking his silence as a yes, He Juan took a deep breath and began to speak, "This scar... you could say that it’s a punishment."