"Your father keeps coming to the young master for money. The day before yesterday, Young Master Xiao Lin caught him and asked him a few questions. The young master threw a huge tantrum. If it weren't for the concern that Young Master Xiao Lin might become suspicious, I'm afraid your whole family would..."
He paused, then sighed deeply, "You're a smart man, why hang yourself on a tree that will never shelter you from the wind and rain?"
Yan Heqing lowered his eyes. "I didn't mean anything by it. Then please contact Lu Muchi and tell him to be careful, my adoptive father has gone to see him."
"Now no one can even mention the name 'Yan,' so I can't help you with this." As if someone had arrived, the butler quickened his pace. "I have to go now." He added, "The young master has bodyguards with him and knows self-defense, so don't worry about him."
The call was disconnected.
As the phone screen returned to the wallpaper, Lu Lin saw the date.
Sunday, March 3rd.
3.3!
Lu Lin's heart pounded wildly, and the reason why Yan Heqing wished for the sunrise on March Sunrise gradually became clear.
Something bad will happen.
Something's going to happen to Yan Heqing in a little while!
"Don't go!" Lu Lin tried to grab Yan Heqing.
Yan Heqing was completely unaware. He thought quietly for a while, then suddenly muttered to himself, "It must be there!"
He immediately went to the kitchen, took out a bowl, turned it upside down on the dumplings, went to the entryway, put on his coat and shoes, picked up his cane, and opened the door.
Lu Lin's fingers were almost crushed as he followed Yan Heqing downstairs.
Yan Heqing was familiar with every place. He walked to the bus stop, stood outside the noisy crowd, took out two coins and held them in his palm, listening carefully to the announcements on the platform.
267 arrived at the station. After the crowd finished boarding, he got on the train and dropped in two coins.
No one noticed that he was blind. There were seats available in the back, but he couldn't see them. He went to the exit area and grabbed the nearest handrail, listening to the station announcements. Yan Heqing stood there for more than 20 stops before getting off at Hechong Station.
Lu Lin's dark eyes were unusually intense. The largest convention and exhibition center in the capital was located at Hechong Station. He scanned the area ahead, where a promotional poster several meters long hung on the high-rise building of the convention and exhibition center— National Geographic's 30th Anniversary Photography Exhibition.
Memories he had ignored were unearthed at this moment.
Three years ago, during his 27th anniversary photography exhibition, he received a spam text message.
[ National Geographic is having a 27th anniversary photography exhibition at the convention center. I have two invitation tickets. Could you come with me?]
He glanced at it and deleted it.
It is Lin Fengzhi.
As the dream and reality gradually overlapped, Lu Lin became almost certain that this was not a dream, or rather, it was not just a dream; it was another direction that Yan Heqing would take after signing the contract.
While Lu Lin was pondering, Yan Heqing had already arrived at the convention center building.
Lin Fengzhi passionate about photography. Since he was 10 years old, he has never missed the National Geographic annual photography exhibition. He and Lu Muchi must have met there.
The photography exhibition required an invitation, but Yan Heqing couldn't get in at the entrance. After asking the security guard, he went to the coffee shop diagonally across the street.
He ordered a black coffee and listened to the sounds around him. When he heard a young woman's voice, he stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Hello, can I do you a favor?"
The girl glanced at him, her cheeks flushed, "You can do it!"
Yan Heqing paid for the girl's coffee and also treated her to a fragrant cream square.
The table by the floor-to-ceiling window offered a view of the convention center's main entrance. He described Lin Fengzhi's appearance in detail to the girl, saying, "Tell me when you see him."
The girl's mouth was slightly open. She looked into Yan Heqing's beautiful eyes, her face showing surprise and regret. This handsome boy was actually blind!
She nodded repeatedly, then, remembering that Yan Heqing was blind, quickly said, "No problem, leave it to me!"
Yan Heqing nodded politely, "Thank you."
The girl stared intently at the gate, and Lu Lin also looked at the gate. At the same time, a pair of figures emerged from the convention center in the distance.
It was Lu Muchi and Lin Fengzhi.
The two walked side by side. Lin Fengzhi was talking, and Lu Muchi listened attentively with a smile on his lips. He patted Lin Fengzhi's head, and Lin Fengzhi his head, stuck out his tongue, pointed towards the coffee shop, took down the camera hanging there, handed it to Lu Muchi, and then turned and ran back to the convention center.
Lu Muchi continued walking towards the coffee shop.
"I think I saw him? He's about your height, has a really sunny smile, and fair skin..." the girl said, unsure. "But then she turned around, and there was only the man with him walking this way."
Yan Heqing immediately confirmed the man's appearance, and the girl hummed in agreement, "Yes!"
Having confirmed that it was indeed Lu Muchi, Yan Heqing thanked him and left the coffee shop.
Lu Lin felt a sudden, sharp pain in his temples. In an instant, darkness enveloped his vision, and screams and the sound of horns approached from all directions.
Lu Lin's heart skipped a beat.
He had guessed what was going to happen.
Yan Shengbing, Lu Muchi, March 3rd...
Car accident!
" Yan Heqing!" he roared hoarsely.
The screams and horns disappeared, and Lu Lin's vision returned to normal.
But it's still black.
The previously sunny weather was suddenly interrupted by rain.
Not far away, Lu Muchi hugged the crying Lin Fengzhi, while the police subdued Yan Shengbing.
Noisy, silent.
In Lu Lin's world, there was only the sound of pattering rain. Yan Heqing lay quietly at his feet, bright red blood flowing from his body, which was washed into a dark red color by the rain.
Yan Heqing's face was no longer pale. It was covered in red blood, but his lips were calm, revealing nothing of his final message to the world.
Should we complain about this unfair fate, or forgive this absurd world?
He simply lay there quietly, and from then on, everything was irrelevant to him.
The rain kept pouring down on Yan Heqing's face, washing away the blood and finally revealing his originally clean face.
Lu Lin was also soaked. He squatted down and gently picked up Yan Heqing.
At least this time, let him hold Yan Heqing one last time.
The crowd, the buildings, even the rain seemed to freeze, gradually dissipating into a hazy mist.
Lu Lin's hand didn't pass through again; he touched the still-warm body, pulled the young man tightly into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss his cold lips.