"..." Chu Ziyu froze.
Xie Yunjie burst into laughter, "Holy crap, hahaha, Chu Ziyu, you're such a fucking disgrace!"
Yan Heqing was puzzled, but he didn't care. It was Xie Yunjie, after laughing for a while, straightened his expression and explained, " Chu Ziyu took the driving test for three years."
Chu Ziyu stammered, "I know why A-Lin..." He stopped abruptly and quickly glanced at Yan Heqing.
He's such a lisp! Lu Lin hasn't even confessed yet, and he almost let it slip away.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Yan Heqing. "Get the marriage certificate next week?"
Lu Lin walked onto the deck.
Yan Heqing turned around. "Yes, next Friday. Are you free?"
Chu Ziyu and Xie Yunjie both pricked up their ears.
"Yes." Lu Lin knew Yan Heqing was going to treat him to instant noodles. "It'll be a little late, around eight o'clock."
Chu Ziyu and Xie Yunjie couldn't understand; what kind of riddle were they speaking in?
Clearly, neither Yan Heqing nor Lu Lin were the type to satisfy their curiosity, and their conversation ended there.
Chu Ziyu was extremely anxious. He returned to the port in the evening. He had come by helicopter with Xie Yunjie, but he insisted on hitching a ride with Lu Lin back to the city.
Yan Heqing has class tomorrow morning, so Lu Lin told him to take a Yan Heqing, which only takes 45 minutes to get to the capital, so he can get some rest earlier.
As the helicopter took off, Chu Ziyu, who had been holding back for hours, finally managed to ask, "Brother, what are you guys doing at 8 PM on Friday night? A date?"
Lu Lin ignored him, opened the car door, and got in.
Chu Ziyu was so eager to know that he stubbornly insisted, "I won't get on the bus until you tell me!"
Lu Lin closed the car door, started the car, and drove off.
"Hey, hey, hey... wait for me!" Chu Ziyu chased after him, opened the back seat, and squeezed in.
Unlike Lu Lin and Xie Yunjie, who were working out, Chu Ziyu was a typical "white-skinned chicken" (a term for someone who is physically weak and unfit). After all that commotion, it took him a while to catch his breath. He didn't get an answer, so he just chuckled twice.
" President Lu, don't blame your brother for not reminding you."
" Xiao Heqing is beautiful and outstanding." He drawled, "In my experience, there are more younger men and women at his school who like him than they liked you back then!"
Chu Ziyu was just being sarcastic.
Who is Lu Lin? He's a tough guy who goes out to sea even during typhoons. Jealousy? That's impossible for him.
As expected, Lu Lin did not react.
Chu Ziyu, feeling bored, lay down and fell asleep within minutes.
Lu Lin gazed ahead, his index finger tapping lightly on the steering wheel, seemingly unintentionally.
Yes, many.
Every time I went to Beijing University, I encountered some clueless young men confessing their love to Yan Heqing.
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The helicopter ride was quiet the entire way. When they arrived at the Xie Family's helipad, Xie Yunjie offered to take Yan Heqing home, but Yan Heqing politely declined, saying, "The subway is very convenient."
Xie Yunjie smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the subway entrance."
The nearest subway station is about a ten-minute drive away. Xie Yunjie chatted for a few minutes before pulling over to the side of the road at the subway station, then smiled and said, "Let's meet up again next time."
Yan Heqing politely responded, said goodbye, and entered the subway entrance.
Xie Yunjie watched him go inside and then sent a message to Lu Lin.
[Your child is too kind, not wanting to trouble you, so I didn't let you take them home. I safely delivered them to the subway station.]
Lu Lin was driving, so he didn't go back.
*
Yan Heqing walked out of the Beijing University subway station. It was still early, not even eight o'clock. The sidewalk had returned to its usual bustling state, full of flower and trinkets for sale.
He carried a fishing bag on his back and a bucket as he walked towards the residential area.
After a few steps, a little girl stopped him, smiling sweetly as she held out flowers to him, saying, "Handsome brother, these are for you!"
Yan Heqing was momentarily stunned, but he immediately knew what was going on.
Lu Muchi.
After he died in a car accident, Lin Fengzhi was sad for a while. Lu Muchi used this method to coax Lin Fengzhi: on his way home from school, someone would give him a gift every few steps.
First, there was a red rose.
Then there are game consoles, limited-edition sneakers...
Yan Heqing put down the bucket and called Lu Muchi. "I'm very busy, I don't have time to play games with you."
A short while later, Lu Muchi came out of a nearby shop.
Someone led the little girl away. Lu Muchi coughed awkwardly a few times. He hadn't expected Yan Heqing to see through him so quickly.
He came to see Yan Heqing today, but Yan Heqing wasn't there. Knowing Yan Heqing's circumstances, Lu Muchi guessed he wouldn't take a taxi, so he waited for him at the subway entrance and arranged a little surprise.
"If you don't like it, I won't make it next time." Lu Muchi touched the tip of his nose, then suddenly noticed the fishing bag. "You went fishing?"
Lu Muchi was surprised.
There are quite a few people around him who like fishing, and they are all of a certain age. The one who loves fishing the most is his uncle.
I never expected Yan Heqing to know how to fish.
Yan Heqing didn't answer his question, but simply said, "What do you want?"
Lu Muchi fine; he just missed Yan Heqing but didn't want to say it out loud, so he made up an excuse, "You visited a few days ago, and my mom... she's eating again. Can't I bring you a few gifts to thank you?"
Yan Heqing suddenly spoke up, "Butterfly pastry."
Lu Muchi asked, "What?"
"If you want to thank me, buy me a box of butterfly cookies."
Lu Muchi's chest heaved; Yan Heqing liked butterfly cookies, and he proactively told him his preference!
He took off running, shouting, "I'll be right back!"
Yan Heqing continued on his way.
When I arrived at the entrance of the residential area, the small supermarket had received its evening shipment. A small truck was parked in front of the store, and they were loading the goods into it.
An employee jumped off the cargo container carrying several boxes of instant noodles.
Yan Heqing stopped, turned to look at it for a few seconds, and then looked away and entered the residential area.
For a box of butterfly cookies, Lu Muchi traveled halfway across the city.
The gifts he gave away were naturally of the highest quality, and butterfly cookies were no exception.
The box was decorated with exquisite and intricate patterns, but after a while, the freshly baked butterfly cookies cooled down.
Yan Heqing doesn't like butterfly cookies.
Too sweet for him.
Butterfly cookies will come in handy next weekend.
Yan Heqing picked up a butterfly pastry. He didn't like it, but he wouldn't waste food. He chewed it slowly, treating it as his dinner.