Lu Changcheng thought this way, but his heart was still uneasy. He searched around several more times, but still couldn't find Lu Lin.
Lu Lin had already left. He escorted Yan Heqing back to Yan Heqing rented apartment, seeing him to the door without going inside, saying, "Get some rest."
From the moment he met Lu Muchi, he maintained excellent emotional control until he got into his car, drove away from the residential area, and parked in front of a convenience store.
He loosened his tie, lit a cigarette for the first time in a long time, but didn't smoke it. Only when he felt a slight burning sensation in his fingertips did he look down and realize that the cigarette had burned out.
He wrapped the cigarette butt in a tissue, casually wiped his fingertips, restarted the car, drove a short distance on the one-way street, then turned the car around and drove back to the neighborhood.
Yan Heqing had just finished showering and turned on his computer to log into the school forum when there was a knock at the door.
Yan Heqing guessed it was Lu Lin, and he got up to open the door.
Outside the door, Lu Lin blocked the light from the stairwell. He smelled faintly of tobacco. He spoke in a deep voice, "I want to stay tonight."
*
Yan Heqing searched for a long time before finally finding a large T-shirt. It was a shirt given to him by a shop when he was in high school, when he handed out flyers. It was a standard size, but it was two sizes too big for him. After handing out the flyers, he washed it and put it away.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom. When the sound stopped, Yan Heqing knocked on the door with clothes in hand. "Are you done showering?"
The door opened, Lu Lin reached out his hand. Yan Heqing handed him the clothes, saying, "The material isn't good; it might..."
Before he could finish speaking, his clothes fell to the ground. Lu Lin grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside. The bathroom door closed again. The space, filled with steam, was narrow and stuffy. Normally, it felt cramped for Yan Heqing alone, but with Lu Lin present, it was almost impossible to even turn around.
He trapped Yan Heqing under the showerhead, Yan Heqing's back pressed against the wet tiles, his thin T-shirt quickly soaked through. Lu Lin had just finished showering, his hair dripping water, occasionally falling into Lu Lin's neck, slightly cool, but Lu Lin's hands were surprisingly hot. He held Yan Heqing's waist with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and gently nibbled on that crystal earlobe.
Not heavy, but not light either.
Lu Lin couldn't control his jealousy.
He knew it was Yan Heqing's plan, but the thought of Lu Muchi's beaming face as he said he wanted to marry Yan Heqing still made him jealous.
Yan Heqing gave a low hum and placed his hand on Lu Lin's back.
There are several scratches that haven't healed yet.
Yan Heqing's vision gradually blurred. Through the swaying shower curtain, he saw on the soft bed that, as he was in unbearable pain, his hands gradually lost control, gripping Lu Lin's back tightly. Hot breath was blowing behind his ear; Lu Lin was kissing the soft flesh that made his toes curl. "Don't hold back, let me know how much it hurts."
"Um..."
A sudden, forceful kiss snapped Yan Heqing out of his reverie. His neck was forced back, and the kiss between their lips carried a hint of punishment. Yan Heqing lost all strength, his back pressed against the cold brick wall, feeling as if he were about to drown in the deep sea. He pulled the shower curtain with one hand, making it rustle, and wrapped his other arm around Lu Lin's neck again.
Lu Lin took the opportunity to embed his knee into his crotch, lifting his leg to encircle his waist, "Be good, leave it all to me."
Perhaps it was the misty steam, but Lu Lin's voice sounded like it came from afar, and Yan Heqing couldn't hear it clearly. In a daze, he loosened the shower curtain, wrapped both arms around Lu Lin's neck, and raised his other leg, so only Lu Lin could support him now. Even with the cheap showerhead turned off, water droplets still fell, landing on his forehead, face, and eyelids. Yan Heqing blinked, his vision becoming even more blurry. He tried to open his eyes, wanting to see Lu Lin, "Lu..."
As soon as he spoke, Yan Heqing immediately shut his mouth.
It was that unfamiliar voice again, as if sweet syrup had been added to his normal voice.
Lu Lin chuckled softly, his breath carrying the scent of mint and cedar. He kissed Yan Heqing's jawline with delicate, persistent kisses, as if trying to leave his mark on every inch of Yan Heqing's skin. The words that escaped his lips were filled with intense passion and desire, "What do you want to say?"
Yan Heqing felt a chill on his back, but his front was so hot he felt suffocated. His mind was in a mess. He seemed to be very eager to speak, but he couldn't remember what he wanted to say. He closed his eyes and moved closer to Lu Lin, using his actions to express his meaning.
He seemed to hear Lu Lin say something, but Yan Heqing couldn't hear it anymore. He held onto the only thing he could grasp and went with him.
Yan Heqing woke up once in the middle of the night. He was thirsty. The curtains were only half drawn, and the moonlight shone lightly on half of the quilt. Lu Lin was lying next to him. The bed, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly felt cramped. Yan Heqing had no choice but to shrink to the foot of the bed and then get out of bed to go to the kitchen.
Compared to last time, the pain wasn't as pronounced; there was only a slight dullness, not unbearable. There was cooled boiled water in the kettle. Yan Heqing poured himself a glass, drank it, then poured another, drinking two glasses before returning to the room. He wanted to climb into bed from the foot of the bed, but Lu Lin had woken up sometime earlier, pulled him onto the bed, and they both fell in. Lu Lin stepped back, pulling him tightly into his arms, covering him with the blanket, forehead to forehead, his voice tinged with laughter, "You don't have a fever this time."
When Lu Lin pulled him into his arms face-to-face, Yan Heqing felt a little flushed. He simply lowered his head, buried it in Lu Lin's neck, closed his eyes, and said, "Mmm."
Lu Lin gently stroked his side with her fingertips. "Go to sleep."
"..." Yan Heqing retorted, "Move your hand away first."
This time, the emotions and events were more intense than before, and he could feel that Yan Heqing accepted him more. Lu Lin's depressed mood was greatly soothed, and he even pressed Yan Heqing's waist, saying, "If you think it's unfair, you can hug me. I don't mind."
He had only meant to tease Yan Heqing, but to his surprise, Yan Heqing actually hugged him and fell asleep within seconds.
Feeling the calm, even breathing around his neck, Lu Lin dared not move.
After a while, he chuckled softly and closed his eyes to rest.
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When Lu Lin got up in the morning, Yan Heqing had already gone to school. There was some porridge warming in the kitchen. After Lu Lin finished eating, he went to the bathroom to fix the showerhead and the not-so-responsive faucet before leaving.
Meanwhile, Yan Heqing had already attended half of the class.
He could feel a gaze fixed on him. When they came out of the cafeteria at noon, Lin Fengyi finally stopped him. "Want to work?"