After waking up, he was stared at by everyone, leaving him no time to communicate with System PP.
The key was that his System PP was truly keeping quiet, not giving him a single bit of background information.
Finn could only wonder to himself—would the news of his hospitalization due to self-harm be leaked?
The Young Master Osborn of the Osborn Group had just been shining at the press conference, only to turn around and be hospitalized for self-harm.. No matter how one thinks about it, such heavy news would likely have a significant negative impact on Harry Osborn and the Osborn Group.
This speculation made Finn feel guilty and uneasy.
Don't mention the Osborn Group ever again!
Harry felt as if he was being driven mad by Finn; it was like a stress reaction, he could no longer bear to hear the words "Osborn Group" coming from Finn's mouth. A low growl, suppressed to the extreme, squeezed painfully from the young man's throat, his voice laced with surging irritation and heart-wrenching pain, even his breathing became heavy and rapid.
Finn was startled by Harry's outburst and instinctively shrugged his shoulders.
Harry pursed his lips tightly.
Belated regret surged forth once again.
Whether it was due to the effects of the medication or not, Finn displayed a manner at this moment that felt unfamiliar to Harry. The young man no longer had that carefree, bright, radiant smile from his usual self, nor did he have that deliberate provocation aimed solely at him, that biting arrogance, or that sharp, exposed edge.
It was as if all that previous aggression was merely a disguise meant only to deceive him; now that his condition was under control, Finn revealed his most authentic self, a look he had never shown before. The young man appeared fragile, as if all his weaknesses were being exposed before him without any defense, gazing at him with a cautious look, as if he believed he had done something wrong.
Harry clenched his fists tightly, allowing the stinging pain from the split wounds on his knuckles to spread.
The wound had no chance to heal, blood seeped through the snow-white gauze once again.
Only through this sharp pain could he barely suppress the churning agitation in his heart.
Have you been taking your medication on time?
Harry took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress his surging emotions, his voice softening slightly, yet still retaining a hint of hoarseness.
"It stopped for a while," Finn answered candidly.
"Why?" Harry asked, his brow furrowed.
Because of the side effects of the medicine.. learning to dance every day is very exhausting." Finn thought for a moment and told the truth; this was indeed a very important reason. "After taking the medicine, I feel like my physical strength can't keep up, my limbs become stiff, it's very uncomfortable.
I will discuss this with Dr. Thomas, there will be a suitable solution. I will also continue to monitor your subsequent psychotherapy," Harry nodded and said in a serious tone, "I hope you can cooperate well with the doctor's treatment plan. Regardless of what your needs are, you can tell me directly, I will do my best to help you.
Even though they were words of concern, coming from Harry, they still sounded like a resolution passed in a conference room.
Stiff and devoid of warmth.
But Finn still heard it.
"Are you.. caring about me?" Finn Osborn asked with a blink of his eyes, sounding somewhat strange.
He had thought that the stupidity, greed, arrogance he had displayed until now had long ago eroded the meager brotherhood between him and Harry. He thought it had reached a point where even if he were hospitalized, the other would not spare him a single glance.
Harry's body went stiff, his throat was painfully dry, his gaze fell heavily upon Finn's face.
He had never cared about Finn, to the point that at this very moment, he could not even say the words, "I care about you."
—As if Harry Osborn's factory settings shouldn't include the program for "caring about others."
[Misery Value detected rising, Misery Value +1%]
It was just a simple question, yet the Misery Value had increased by another bit.
[Misery Value Progress: 53.09/100]
Finn's eyes widened in shock, he hardly dared to ask another question.
—Help! Has the progress already passed the halfway mark!?
—If he asks fifty more questions in a row, will he be able to clear the level?
Do you regret it?
Just as Finn was lost in a whirl of confusion, Harry finally broke the silence, his voice extremely hoarse.
"What?" Finn snapped back to his senses, cautiously lifting his eyes to look at him, fearing he might trigger another forbidden switch.
“Regretting that Father transferred all the shares to me.” Harry stared at him intensely, his eyes churning with long-suppressed emotions, a mixture of agony and urgency that tormented him. He could no longer restrain the desperate urge to know Finn's true thoughts. "So, that's why you kept saying it was your part."
[Why? Why is the entire Osborn Group yours, while I can't even enter a single conference room! We are brothers, so why do you sit in this position while I don't even have the right to participate in decision-making?]
[If I don't get the share that should be mine, I will not stop!]
In Harry's mind, the intense argument in the conference room that day flashed by in an instant.
He remembered the intense resentment and indignation in Finn Osborn's green eyes at that time, he remembered the sight of his back as he stormed out, slamming the door in a rage.
At that time, he was still sneering in his heart, laughing at how his foolish younger brother could so brazenly come to compete with him for shares.
But now, that sneer had turned into an absurdity that left him feeling utterly humiliated.
It turned out that in Finn Osborn's heart, it was never about "struggling," but rather—
Take back what should have been his.
Even so, even during their most heated and tense arguments, Finn never once mentioned Norman Osborn's inheritance distribution before his death, nor did he mention that he once had the right to inherit shares and the right to a larger portion of the estate—it was he himself who, without hesitation, handed over those greatest interests to Harry.
He never mentioned a word about it, as if to help him maintain his final shred of dignity.
To this day, Harry still cannot understand how the profit-driven Osborn family raised such a pure outlier as Finn Osborn.
However, that was his brother.
At that moment, his brother was willing to give all the greatest benefits to Harry Osborn without hesitation.
He thought he could have a family.
—And then?
He got a brother who never cared about him, who ignored his pain, who extinguished his brilliance, who viewed him as an enemy.
So, he regretted it.
He just wanted to take back the portion he deserved, yet he was suppressed and ignored by him time and time again.
Harry opened his mouth, wanting to say that he could return the shares that Finn had always felt he deserved to Finn, but the words would not come out. Dr. Thomas had specifically and solemnly cautioned Harry when he was leaving with Noah that the shares were a very paranoid focal point of Finn's condition. Once the shares were actually given to him, it would not only fail to alleviate his condition, but could instead cause him to suffer a complete breakdown.
Having obtained what he had always wanted, Finn might not feel even a shred of joy; instead, he would only fall into a deeper emptiness. He might feel that his life had lost its purpose, that even the last shred of connection between him and Harry had vanished, he would feel, quite truly, that he had been completely abandoned.. Therefore, the shares cannot be returned to Finn, at least not until his condition shows significant improvement.
This unspeakable pain caused Harry to bury his head deeply, his hands trembling even more uncontrollably.
He was like that most selfish, hateful, loathsome older brother who watched his younger brother self-harm with his own eyes, even though he knew the whole truth, he still failed to show any concern as a family member, continued to try and seize his younger brother's shares.
Even Finn could see that Harry was in immense pain right now, but he.. could not understand.
He had always been a bystander in the capacity of a system, but now that he was truly immersed in it, he seemed to have lost some sense of empathy.
Silence spread through the ward.
At this moment, Finn could only choose to answer Harry's question first.
I have no regrets," Finn said seriously. "This belongs to you, so it should be yours to have.
Finn Osborn was an identity that should never have existed in this world.
He should never have coveted or demanded the things that belonged to Harry Osborn.
Harry suddenly looked up, the heart in his chest still bleeding painfully.
His younger brother continued to gaze at him with that candid and pure look.
Yet it was also piercing him deeply.
I know, I have been competing with you." At this moment, Finn could not explain those contradictory actions he had taken to advance the plotline; he could only say in a low voice, with a sense of stubborn determination, "But that doesn't prevent.. my constant belief that the Osborn Group can only march toward a more brilliant and grand future under your leadership.
That single sentence that caused a sensation at the press conference, a sensation in the media, even a sensation throughout the world.
Once again, in this hospital room, in front of Harry Osborn, Finn said it out loud.
Harry's eyes were bloodshot, a wave of soreness surged over him.
In this moment, he would rather his younger brother be truly the selfish, foolish, greedy person he thought he was.
It would be better than being like this now, holding a scorching, burning heart, only to be frozen and left bleeding time and time again by him.
"This is quite contradictory, isn't it?" Finn also felt that he was being quite ridiculous.
The thoughts in his heart and the plotline he was pushing forward for the sake of the mission were completely contradictory.
But Harry could not see this.
In his eyes, his younger brother only acted in such repetitive and contradictory ways, was only swept up by boundless agony, because of the torment of his illness.
Borderline Personality Disorder was like an invisible net, trapping Finn firmly within it. He would paranoidly believe his older brother was a flawless existence, only to feel in the next second that he was the coldest, worst person in the world; he would adore him from the bottom of his heart, yet uncontrollably oppose him; he would time and again be unable to restrain his urge to get close, only to fall into the despair of abandonment because he received not a single response in return.
Round and round, a vicious cycle.
"Did I.. hurt you?" Finn Osborn asked hesitantly, looking toward Harry Osborn, whose eyes were rimmed with red.
He sat on that large hospital bed, his frame so thin he looked as if he might break at any moment. The hospital gown hung loosely on his body, the bandages wrapped around his arm made the young man appear incredibly fragile.
This was the younger brother whom he had repeatedly "hurt" with his sharp words and actions all this time.
At this moment, it was this younger brother who asked him, cautiously, if he had been hurt by him.
In Finn Osborn's perception, Harry Osborn had always been calm and self-controlled. He possessed a brilliant mind, a proud sense of self-esteem, a straight back, an incredibly strong inner core, an intimidating aura, as if nothing could ever break him. But the Harry Osborn before him now, with eyes so red they were piercing and breath that trembled visibly, completely shattered his previous impression.
"If that's the case, I am truly sorry." Finn's hands tightly gripped the quilt. He only knew that it was his own deliberate conflicts and disputes that had pushed Harry into such an awkward and painful predicament, even though he had never once intended to truly hurt Harry in any way.
"I was too selfish," Finn murmured, beginning to fall into self-doubt.
Selfish..
Harry's dark green pupils trembled violently, his eyes churning with disbelief and shock.
[Misery Value rising, Misery Value +1%]
—Finn actually said he was selfish?
That person who had handed over all benefits to him without hesitation, that person who always stood by his side unconditionally, that brother who had never truly harmed him even slightly from beginning to end.. had actually been driven by him to develop a [selfish] self-evaluation.
"Stop talking!" Harry burst out uncontrollably.
He didn't even dare to look at Finn again, able only to turn his back to the hospital bed, the emotions in his chest surging like an uncontrollable tide.
Even if all the misunderstandings were resolved, what would it matter?
He knew very well that what Finn needed was "high-concentration love"—constant attention, direct responses, unconditional support and acceptance. But he simply could not do it; he was used to restraint, used to distance, used to wrapping himself in a hard shell. Harry was very clear: he could not give his younger brother a clear, certain, unambiguous love.
During this period, Harry naturally read materials regarding Finn's condition. His cold attitude could only provide a negligible amount of care; however, this very attitude might be more hurtful than complete indifference. He would constantly provoke the longing deep within Finn's heart, only to plunge him into deeper self-denial due to the lack of affection, intensifying that fear of being abandoned, ultimately causing his condition to grow increasingly severe through such repetitive tugging.