He felt a chill run through him and hurriedly hung up the phone.
Hearing the busy tone, Yan Heqing put away his phone and said, "Call my brother."
Lu Lin fastened his seatbelt, picked up his phone, and saw eight missed calls from unknown numbers, just moments ago.
He casually added him to his blacklist, started the car, and said, "Want to go see him?"
"No need." Yan Heqing put away his phone. "He needs to rest and recuperate during this time."
Lu Lin smiled but didn't say anything. He drove off and continued the previous topic, "When is your lease expire?"
Yan Heqing replied, "November 8th."
"After about two months of renovation, let it air out a bit more, and it should be fine."
They chatted briefly, and soon arrived at Yan Heqing's building. Lu Lin didn't go upstairs, but asked for Yan Heqing's ID number and then asked, "Do you have any plans for the evening of the 30th?"
Yan Heqing shook his head, "No, the 30th is a Thursday. I don't have class on Thursday afternoon, so I want to go see Auntie Lu first."
At the end of April, when the peonies were in full bloom, he remembered his promise to Lu Ruchan to make lipsticks.
Lu Lin smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make the arrangements."
After watching Yan Heqing go upstairs, Lu Lin got into his car when the light came on in the small window on the third floor.
First, I sent Yan Heqing's ID number to my assistant to book his plane ticket. His birthday is October 28th.
Lu Lin rolled down the car window again, glanced at Yan Heqing's window one last time, and then drove away.
*
A few minutes after Lu Lin's car left the residential area, Lu Muchi, with a sandwich in his mouth, drove his electric wheelchair out of the convenience store.
His face was covered in gauze, and one hand and one foot were in casts, making him look particularly comical. However, he was undeniably handsome, and passersby couldn't help but glance at him curiously.
Lu Muchi annoyed, but at this moment he was even more eager to see Yan Heqing.
He arrived at noon, but Beijing University, and Yan Heqing still hadn't returned.
Lu Muchi considered waiting downstairs at Yan Heqing's place, but then remembered that Yan Heqing had forbidden him from coming over, and fearing he might run into Lin Fengzhi, he cursed a few times and ultimately stayed obediently at the entrance of the residential area.
Even when he was most fond of Lin Fengzhi, Lu Muchi never experienced the treatment of being forced to wait at the gate of a residential compound.
He was annoyed, yet he desperately wanted to see Yan Heqing.
He stares at his phone all day, and all sorts of strangers come looking for him, but Yan Heqing doesn't even send him a single message.
Lu Muchi ill from missing her, so he came over on his own.
Not daring to leave for fear of missing Yan Heqing, he went into a convenience store to buy a sandwich after being hungry all afternoon until almost eight o'clock.
He had eaten the cheapest sandwich he'd ever had, yet it was surprisingly delicious. Lu Muchi even wolfed it down, and after a while, still wanting more, he bought another one.
After standing in the cool breeze for another half hour, Lu Muchi made a phone call.
Are you fucking sure Yan Heqing doesn't have evening self-study today?
A cautious male voice answered him, "Haven't we waited for Yan He yet... classmate Yan?"
Lu Muchi laughed angrily, " Zhao Weifang, are you out of your mind? Do you think I'll have time to contact you when we get there?"
Zhao Weifang apologized repeatedly, " A-Chi, don't be angry, I'll find someone to confirm Yan's class schedule right away."
He was a third-year software engineering student who noticed the resemblance between Yan Heqing and Lin Fengzhi and brought Lu Muchi to Beijing University to see Yan Heqing.
Lu Muchi didn't say anything or hang up, so Zhao Weifang didn't dare hang up either and urgently contacted Zhao Yong WeChat.
[Hey bro, are you guys having evening self-study tonight? Hurry up and reply! It's urgent!]
Zhao Yong replied instantly, "[No, is something wrong?]"
[I didn't ask you; it's Yan Heqing, the new transfer student in your class.]
Zhao Yong and Zhan Pingting were eating barbecue. He put down his skewers and looked at Zhan Pingting. "My brother is asking about Yan Heqing's class schedule."
Zhan Pingting was puzzled, "How does your brother know Yan Heqing?"
Zhao Yong quickly explained, "He's not my biological brother, just the head of the publicity department for software engineering. We share the same surname, so I call him 'brother.'"
Zhan Pingting disliked Zhao Yong's obsequiousness. Last time at the Firefly Cave, she was caught up in the atmosphere and impulsively agreed to date him. She was planning to break up with him sometime.
Judging from Zhao Yong's tone, it seemed someone was trying to woo Yan Heqing by asking about the class schedule and then deliberately trying to bump into her, so he casually said, "Why don't you ask Yan Heqing?"
Zhao Yong knew that Zhao Weifang was good at making friends and had a large network of connections, so he deliberately tried to get close to him. Now that he had the opportunity to curry favor with Zhao Weifang, he eagerly pulled out Yan Heqing's WeChat and asked, " Heqing, do you have class tonight?"
Yan Heqing was standing against the wall reading a book when his phone vibrated on the coffee table. Thinking it was Lu Lin, he moved away from the wall.
The result was Zhao Yong.
Yan Heqing seemed to be deep in thought. He opened WeChat and saw the message. He was basically certain that Zhao Yong wouldn't inquire about his itinerary without reason; someone else was asking Zhao Yong.
The original text didn't mention it, but Zhao Weifang, who brought Lu Muchi to Beijing University to find him, is the head of the publicity department of the Software Engineering Department, while Zhao Yong is a member of the publicity department of the School of Biology. It is highly likely that the two know each other.
This is also why he agreed to team up with Zhao Yong for his field internship.
Yan Heqing didn't reply, and as expected, Zhao Yong was urged by Zhao Weifang to send several WeChat in a row.
[ Heqing, are you still at school?]
[Went out to play?]
[Still not back? Are you really out having fun?]
Yan Heqing was unsure. After a moment's thought, he changed his clothes and went out again.
He took a different route, exiting the community through the back gate of the garbage dump, circling halfway to the main gate, and after walking for a few minutes, he saw Lu Muchi.
Lu Muchi was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to him, talking on the phone.
It doesn't sound good.
The wind carried a chorus of classic Chinese curse words.
Yan Heqing stopped and waited until Lu Muchi cursing Zhao Weifang and angrily threw his phone down before he stepped forward.
After throwing his phone away, Lu Muchi had no choice but to pick it up. He didn't let his bodyguards or driver come with him; he needed the phone to contact them to come pick him up. Lu Muchi's face was ashen, and he sulked for a while before having to slide forward, bend down, and pick up the phone. With his hands and feet in casts, his only mobile hand brushed past the phone several times, but he just couldn't pick it up.
After several attempts, Lu Muchi's back ached terribly, and his face turned green with pain. He had never been so disheveled before. Just as he was about to grit his teeth and reach forward a little more, a slender hand picked up the phone.