Shi Yuan hurried back to the Manor, kneaded some dough, and began rolling out noodles. Some were thick with thin patches, others thin with thick patches. After mangling half the dough, he finally managed to cut a respectable handful.
Just as he was about to call home and ask whether Wei Zelin had left, the noise of a helicopter landing sounded outside the Manor.
Only Wei Zelin could land a helicopter directly on the Manor's helipad. Shi Yuan hurriedly dropped the noodles into the pot, took off his apron, and ran outside.
Wei Zelin had already stepped out of the helicopter and was striding toward the Old Castle. Kuang Yuebin and the others had no idea what was happening and could only hurry after him.
By the time Shi Yuan came out, Wei Zelin had broken into a run. Shi Yuan had never seen him so anxious before and instinctively ran toward him.
"What's..."
Wei Zelin swept him into his arms. His strong arms squeezed Shi Yuan's waist hard enough to hurt, but his lover was clearly not himself. Shi Yuan ignored the discomfort and soothed him.
He gently stroked Wei Zelin's back, his slightly husky, tender voice overflowing with love and acceptance. "It's all right. What happened?"
But instead of an explanation, Shi Yuan received a kiss even more urgent than the embrace. Then his world spun as he was slung over Wei Zelin's shoulder and carried into the bedroom. Shi Yuan really wanted to point out that he had legs and could walk, but Wei Zelin clearly wasn't listening.
He could sense Wei Zelin's unease and fear, but he didn't know how to dispel them. All he could do was go along with him, only biting him a couple of times when he was pushed too far.
Outside,