After taking a shower, Yan Heqing felt light all over. He put on his bathrobe and walked to the sink. In the mirror, his eyes were red and swollen, a consequence of crying too much.
Yan Heqing rinsed his mouth again before leaving.
Lu Lin was still reading.
As he was turning the page, he heard footsteps. He put down the book, looked up, and saw Yan Heqing with his hair curled in various directions, staring straight at him.
Lu Lin closed the book, smiled, and asked him, "Are you hungry?"
Yan Heqing wasn't hungry at first, but Lu Lin's question suddenly made him hungry. He nodded, walked over and sat down next to Lu Lin Lu Lin, who had also taken a shower and had a faint scent of shower gel on him.
Lu Lin seemed to have been prepared, as he picked up his phone and made a call, and room service quickly brought him a late-night snack.
The suite has a dining room with tables laden with fresh ingredients, including beef, brisket, razor clams, white clams, scallops, pork offal, bok choy, and fried dough sticks...
The bottom of the pot is filled with white porridge, with a rich aroma of rice and a subtle scent of dried tangerine peel.
The ingredients were all common and the seasoning was very light, but on such a rainy night, looking at the bubbling porridge hotpot, Yan Heqing had a great appetite.
Knowing he liked beef, Lu Lin mixed two pasteurized eggs with the beef, added a slice to the porridge, and let it simmer for a while before giving it to him. "Eat more meat, you've lost weight again."
Yan Heqing had no memory of crying himself to sleep, but he could guess that Lu Lin had carried him upstairs.
He took a bite of beef and said, "I want a fried dough stick."
Lu Lin put down his chopsticks, put on disposable gloves, and tore the golden and crispy fried dough sticks into small pieces and put them into the porridge to cook.
After boiling them briefly, Lu Lin picked out the fried dough sticks and placed them in front of Yan Heqing, saying, "They're hot, let them cool down a bit before you eat them."
But he saw Yan Heqing take a few sips of porridge, then put down the bowl and stare straight at him.
Lu Lin's eyebrows twitched slightly, avoiding Yan Heqing's gaze. Then, as if nothing had happened, he picked up a wooden spoon and slowly stirred the bottom of the pot to prevent sticking. "Don't call me a good guy; I don't accept 'good guy' cards."
But I like good people.
The wooden spoon stopped.
Lu Lin looked at Yan Heqing again, his deep, dark eyes fixed on him, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times. "Say it again."
Yan Heqing didn't look away. He looked into Lu Lin's eyes and said again, "I like you."
Her grip was so strong she almost broke the spoon handle, but Lu Lin finally looked away, poured a plate of dried scallops into the pot, and said, "Eat first—"
Before he could finish speaking, he put down the plate, turned off the stove, got up, picked up Yan Heqing, and carried her back to the bedroom. The room was still dimly lit, just like when Yan Heqing had left; you could only see her clearly if you were close by.
Lu Lin placed Yan Heqing on the bed, lowered his head and kissed Yan Heqing's eyes tenderly, while using one hand to untie the belt around his waist. Yan Heqing's gaze became long and drawn out. He looked at Lu Lin, wrapped his arms around the back of his neck, and closed his eyes in perfect cooperation.
At this moment, Lu Lin suddenly stopped.
Yan Heqing opened his eyes. Lu Lin was above him, his voice extremely hoarse, "Say those four words again."
Yan Heqing released his grip, then stroked Lu Lin's face, his fingertips tracing Lu Lin's features delicately and slowly. He tilted his head slightly, kissed Lu Lin's slightly protruding Adam's apple, and hugged Lu Lin tightly, saying, "I like you, I like Lu Lin..."
Lu Lin lowered his head and sealed his lips with a kiss, holding the back of his head, more tender than ever before. Then he lifted the bathrobe that Yan Heqing had loosened early that morning and pressed him completely onto the soft bed.
The heavy rain stopped at dawn, and the room returned to quiet.
Yan Heqing didn't wake up until the evening of the next day in Lu Lin's arms. Lu Lin was still asleep. His features were striking, and Yan Heqing stared at him for a long time before leaving his embrace and quietly getting out of bed.
After the heavy rain, the sunset this evening was dazzlingly beautiful. They lived on a very high floor, so they could see the entire sunset from there.
Lu Lin had carried Yan Heqing to the bathroom to clean him up in the morning, so he was now completely dry. He got dressed and went to the living room.
He picked up the book Lu Lin had been reading yesterday.
It was a newly released mystery novel, so Yan Heqing started reading from where Lu Lin had left off.
Finding no one in his arms, Lu Lin quickly woke up. He opened his eyes and looked into his arms, but seeing no one, he immediately got up and opened the door with a large, loud movement that immediately pulled Yan Heqing out of her thoughts about the case.
Before she could even look up, Lu Lin pulled her and the book into his arms and pulled her down to read with him.
Have you guessed the murderer yet?
Yan Heqing's eyelashes fluttered. "No, I only read five pages."
Lu Lin pulled the person closer to him, "I couldn't have guessed either."
Yan Heqing initially thought Lu Lin was talking about a novel, but his mind was so sharp that he soon realized the hidden meaning in Lu Lin's words.
Lu Lin wanted to know what he was going to do next.
Yan Heqing used his index finger as a bookmark, closed the book, and looked back at Lu Lin, Lu Lin also looked down at him.
Their eyes met, Lu Lin knew Yan Heqing understood. He looked at Yan Heqing earnestly, "Rely on me sometimes, okay?"
Yan Heqing chose to confront Lu Lin yesterday, and she no longer intended to hide it from him.
He stated his plan in a detached and calm tone.
"I told Zhao Weifang that it was I who filmed the video that exposed him. As long as he gets fired, he will definitely try to get revenge on me. He is afraid of Lu Muchi, and the only way he can get revenge is to find someone else."
Lu Lin quickly realized the identity of "someone else," " Cheng Jian?"
Yan Heqing nodded, " Cheng Jian harbors a grudge against Lu Muchi. Once he finds out how much Lu Muchi cares about me, he will take revenge on me as well."
"My plan is to draw Cheng Jian's attention to my adoptive parents' family. Yan Shengbing is lazy, owes a lot of money to loan sharks, and is a madman when he's drunk..."
Yan Heqing stopped; he noticed Lu Lin's silence.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Lin looked at him and chuckled, "None of your creditors know I exist."
Yan Heqing realized that Lu Lin was jealous, and he immediately hugged Lu Lin, calling out, " Lu Lin."
His voice was very soft, with a hint of pleading.
Lu Lin patted the back of his head. "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Get some rest today, and I'll take you to see the Sunrise tomorrow."