Lu Lin is currently only in the initial contact stage with him.
Lin Fengzhi didn't care at all, "I wouldn't say I'm pursuing him, he's just a friend who's been really nice to you."
Yan Heqing said calmly, "I'll introduce you two next time."
"Is it really that mysterious... Never mind." Lin Fengzhi muttered, glancing at his watch. "It's getting late, I'll be going now. You get some rest."
He stopped abruptly as he reached the door.
There was a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.
Like a silkworm that keeps spinning silk, it has finally wrapped itself into a thick cocoon over this period of time.
If we don't ask soon, the cocoon will explode.
He bit his lip, leaving several teeth marks, but didn't turn around to speak. "Brother, can I ask you one more question? You must answer me honestly."
Yan Heqing looked at him, "Okay."
"You..." Lin Fengzhi mustered his courage to ask, "When my parents went to the orphanage to adopt an orphan, did you deliberately hide and give me the adoption opportunity?"
These words exhausted Lin Fengzhi.
He had thought about this question countless times, and forced himself to forget it countless times.
He feared the outcome would be an answer he couldn't bear.
No way!
It absolutely must not be!
Lin Fengzhi's chest heaved violently.
He desperately hoped that Yan Heqing would answer no.
The air fell silent, and for Lin Fengzhi like an eternity. In reality, only a second had passed before Yan Heqing answered.
"Yes."
Yan Heqing's voice was clear and gentle, "I said I would always protect you."
Lin Fengzhi's back stiffened.
He bit his lower lip hard before managing a mechanical smile, "Oh."
He opened the door and left.
After a few steps, Lin Fengzhi running, his hurried footsteps filling the hallway.
Stepping out of the apartment building, Lin Fengzhi his hand to press his rapidly beating heart, a faint metallic taste filling his mouth—the taste of blood.
He bit his lip until it bled.
It's actually true...
He ran into his parents, his older brothers, and it turned out that Yan Heqing had given him this opportunity!
Lin Fengzhi's vision suddenly went black for a moment, his entire field of vision filled with dense blackness, but it was extremely fast, lasting only 1 or 2 seconds.
As his vision gradually cleared, Lin Fengzhi glanced back at the stairwell where the motion-sensor lights had been turned off.
It was pitch black and deep, like an unknown, gaping maw.
He released his lips, which had been brutally bruised and mangled, before turning and running to his car.
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Upstairs, Yan Heqing washed the dishes and chopsticks. He walked to the wall, pressed his back against it, closed his eyes, and meditated on the overall structure of Lu Muchi's villa on the hillside.
These descriptions, scattered throughout 5.01 million words, are fragmented and disorganized.
Most of it occurred during the three years he was confined to the villa halfway up the mountain.
Entering from the garden, the main house is a three-story villa, with a small storage room hidden behind the garage next to it.
That was the dark room where he was imprisoned for many years.
A thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on Yan Heqing's fair and translucent forehead. Fifteen minutes later, Yan Heqing opened his eyes.
He walked to the coffee table, squatted down, turned on his computer, and used software to create a simulated villa model.
To prevent him from escaping, Lu Muchi not only arranged for people to guard him but also installed surveillance cameras throughout the house.
Xu Qiaoyin represents the maternal love that Lu Muchi has longed for for over a decade, no less than his past obsession with Lin Fengzhi.
This time, without Lin Fengzhi mediate their conflict, and with an incredibly disgusting and terrible "reunion," Lu Muchi will definitely install surveillance cameras to prevent Xu Qiaoyin from running away.
He needs to pinpoint the exact location of these surveillance cameras.
In the villa model, Yan Heqing marked most of the monitoring points; he would find a chance to locate the remaining few.
After finishing all this, Yan Heqing turned off the computer and went to take a shower.
I finished showering and came out quite early, around 10 o'clock.
Yan Heqing did not read or review his textbooks as usual. He planned to rest early since school started tomorrow.
As Yan Heqing passed the coffee table, he stopped in his tracks.
He bent down and pulled open the drawer.
The Cube of Light inside.
He took it to the kitchen.
He opened the refrigerator's crisper compartment and took out the last bottle of purified water. He unscrewed the cap, poured it all into a basin, and carefully wiped it in the Cube of Light.
He washed it clean, dried it with a clean towel, wrapped it up, and returned it to the coffee table.
Opening the same drawer, the royal blue velvet box looked brand new.
After taking out the box and opening it, Yan Heqing was about to put the Cube of Light back.
He didn't know that this Cube of Light was so expensive, costing hundreds of thousands.
He uncovered the towel, and the light from above shone on the Cube of Light, revealing a series of rainbow lights in Yan Heqing's palm.
The movement paused for two seconds.
Yan Heqing put the Cube of Light back in its original place, closed the lid, and the two ribbons of the same color tied together to form a lucky knot.
Gently, it was tucked into the deepest part of the drawer.
*
On the first day of school, the weather cleared up, and Beijing University, which had been quiet all winter break, returned to its usual bustling state.
Yan Heqing memorized the new semester's schedule early in the morning.
He was the first to arrive at the classroom.
The first two classes were nothing special, just College English 2. It was a general elective course, and the students came from different departments.
Sections three and four are about botany.
The classroom had to be moved from the first floor to the fourth floor. In the bustling corridor, Yan Heqing walked on the inner side.
Ahead of him was a tall boy; they were a group of people, chatting and laughing as they went upstairs, making quite a scene.
They were all holding botany books.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, Yan Heqing turned left. The group of people who had been in front of him earlier had just entered classroom B401.
Yan Heqing's destination was also B401.
He walked into B401. The classroom was noticeably quieter, with all the front seats empty, and students starting to appear in the third row.
Yan Heqing took the book and sat down in the empty seat in the first row.
Open the new textbook and quietly begin your pre-reading.
That's Yan Heqing.
There were faint whispers of discussion.
"It lives up to its reputation, it's really good-looking! Like a manga character, look at those eyelashes, that skin, those fox eyes!"