He yelled, " Yan Heqing, you're not allowed to propose! I'll really die!"
Yan Heqing ignored him and returned to his car, where he first called Mother Lin.
Mother Lin answered quickly, " Heqing."
Yan Heqing cut to the chase, "Auntie, I've had Fengzhi."
Mother Lin's breathing quickened. "What... did he do now?"
Yan Heqing repeated Lin Fengzhi's original words, and Mother Lin's breathing became more and more rapid.
He glanced in the rearview mirror, and when he saw a figure appear at the foot of the mountain, he started the car. "I can't take him back right now, but don't worry."
The car drove through a grove of trees, where a car could be vaguely seen parked inside. "Someone will give him a ride."
Lin Fengzhi limped to the foot of the mountain. He couldn't see the road clearly and tripped, wincing in pain, when he saw a large, hazy orange light getting farther and farther away. He knew it was Yan Heqing's car, so he was about to chase after it.
An orange halo entered his eyes, and suddenly a burning flame flashed before Lin Fengzhi's eyes, like a piece of paper on fire. Lin Fengzhi blinked hard, and when he looked again, the flame had disappeared, turning into a small orange dot that was moving away.
He couldn't catch up.
Fearing that Yan Heqing might actually propose to Lu Lin, Lin Fengzhi took out his phone and called Yan Heqing, but the call was already busy.
Lin Fengzhi at a loss. Suddenly, he remembered something and dialed Lin Fengyi's number.
He has other older brothers!
The next second, the phone rang urgently, right behind him.
Lin Fengzhi stopped in fright. Just like in a horror movie, he didn't dare to turn around and gripped his phone tightly.
Lin Fengyi's voice rang out behind him after the ringing stopped.
Lin Fengzhi.
Lin Fengzhi slowly turned around and saw Lin Fengyi standing behind him, his face displaying a complex expression he had never seen before.
"The last time you were briefly blind in the hospital, it was Yan Heqing who called the doctor."
It wasn't a ghost. Lin Fengzhi relieved, but then straightened his neck and said, "What's the use of calling a doctor? He didn't even care when I fell to the ground."
Lin Fengyi didn't answer, and asked another question.
There's a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time.
When did you find out that Yan Heqing had severed ties with his adoptive parents?
*
After finishing her call with Mother Lin, Yan Heqing contacted Lu Lin, Lu Lin was still working overtime at the company.
"I'm coming to find you." Yan Heqing sped up.
Upon arriving at Lu Group's headquarters, Lu Lin had already given instructions, and security guards escorted Yan Heqing into Lu Lin's private elevator.
The elevator reached the top floor, Yan Heqing stepped out. The president's office, not far away, was open, radiating warm light.
The steady pace quickened until it stopped at the office door.
Hearing the noise, Lu Lin looked towards the door and saw Yan Heqing. He put down the project proposal, stood up, and smiled as he walked around the desk, "Finished the experiment..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Heqing rushed forward and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. Lu Lin was caught off guard and hugged Yan Heqing back first, but was pushed back a few steps and bumped into the edge of the table.
He groaned in pain, but remained composed. "Keep this enthusiasm going," he said.
Yan Heqing didn't reply, but hugged him even tighter, burying her face in his chest.
Lu Lin realized something was wrong; Yan Heqing had never shown such emotional outbursts before.
He stopped speaking and quietly held Yan Heqing, waiting for him to calm down.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Yan Heqing released Lu Lin, but was still held in Lu Lin's arms. He tilted his head slightly to meet Lu Lin's gaze and raised his hand, saying, "My hand hurts."
Lu Lin looked down; Yan Heqing's palms were terribly red. He released Yan Heqing, rummaged through a drawer for a box of ointment, and took Yan Heqing to the bathroom to wash his hands. After drying them, he carefully applied the ointment. "Did you get it in the experiment?"
"No." Yan Heqing watched quietly as Lu Lin applied medicine to his palm. "I hit someone."
Lu Lin laughed, "Call me next time. Your hands are only suitable for experiments."
Yan Heqing looked at Lu Lin's hand. Lu Lin's fingers were long and slender, like the delicate bamboo joints carved from jade, which were very beautiful and precious.
What if the person you're going to fight next time is someone you know?
Yan Heqing's voice was light and airy, like dust floating in the air; if you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.
After applying the medicine, Lu Lin threw the used cotton swab into the trash can and looked up into Yan Heqing's eyes.
"I beat up my nephew, Lu Muchi, two months ago. I also beat up his father, Lu Han."
He seemed to be making a harmless little joke, "Is this close enough?"
"Enough." Yan Heqing nodded, easily changing the subject. "Why did you hit your nephew?"
Lu Lin laughed, "He deserves a beating."
Yan Heqing couldn't help but think of the last time Lu Muchi hospitalized with a broken bone. Could it be that Lu Lin had hit him?
Did Lu Lin find out?
Even knowing this, you still choose to stand by him, completely unconcerned about his deliberate attempts to get close?
But he still couldn't bring himself to confess.
Others can afford to lose, but he can't.
He felt as if he were walking across a frozen lake, unsure when he might step into a disguised ice hole; even with utmost caution, he might not reach the other side.
He wouldn't reveal his hand until he was absolutely certain, lest his plan have the slightest flaw.
He wanted to live.
He really wanted to live.
Yan Heqing clenched his fist. The freshly applied ointment felt cool, but it hadn't fully penetrated his skin yet, leaving it slightly sticky.
Lu Lin noticed the fleeting hesitation in Yan Heqing's eyes, and he immediately regretted his loss of control.
He wasn't as magnanimous as he appeared. After proposing marriage to Yan Heqing yesterday, he wanted to bring the young man home completely.
So he lost his composure and tentatively probed into Yan Heqing's deepest secrets, becoming the person he trusted most.
They've only known each other for a few months; expecting Yan Heqing to be completely open with him is too hasty.
"Let's look at home appliances this weekend." He changed the subject without batting an eye, smiling as he ruffled Yan Heqing's soft, fluffy hair. "Let's order early, and move in once the smell dissipates."
Yan Heqing nodded.
Just then, Lu Lin's phone rang. It was Lu Han. " A-Lin, you absolutely have to save Xiao Chi this time! Dad's going to beat him to death!"
The sink wasn't large, but Yan Heqing heard it clearly, which he found slightly strange.