Upon hearing Yan Heqing's voice, Lin Fengzhi couldn't hold back any longer; he felt even more wronged.
Everyone loves him so much, so why can't Lu Lin remember him? Perhaps... Lu Lin has someone he likes?
The thought of this possibility brought tears to Lin Fengzhi's eyes. "Brother, I want to ask you a question."
"Can."
Lin Fengzhi bit his chapped lip, and after a while, he let go and softly asked, "That friend who gave you expensive fruit, do you... do you like her?"
He felt that liking someone was really painful.
After hearing what he said, Yan Heqing roughly guessed what he meant.
Lin Fengzhi was only thinking about love, and he was crying like this because he had just gone to see Lu Lin. On the night of the wedding banquet, Lu Lin went to room 2120.
It seems Lu Lin doesn't remember him at all, and he's devastated.
The original text contains 5.01 million words. It wasn't until the very end, at Lu Muchi and Lin Fengzhi's wedding, that Lu Lin remembered his name.
"Brother?" Yan Heqing didn't answer, and Lin Fengzhi became anxious. "She's very good to you, she likes you very much, and she's willing to do anything for you, even give her life. Aren't you moved by that? Don't you want to accept her?"
Yan Heqing remained silent for a moment before speaking, "No."
Lin Fengzhi up, tears welling up again. He murmured to himself, "But... she really loves you... why? Can't she even love you that much?"
"I won't be moved, much less accept, people who give up their lives so easily," Yan Heqing said calmly. "I'm willing to give my all to live."
Lin Fengzhi taken aback. "I don't understand..."
Yan Heqing casually changed the subject, "Where are you now?"
Lin Fengzhi around. He had already run out of the Lu Family's territory and was at an intersection. It was quiet, with no pedestrians, only the occasional flash of car lights in the distance. He shook his head, "I don't know... I can't see... This is an intersection..."
Yan Heqing suddenly asked, "What's the date today?"
Lin Fengzhi moved his phone away, checked the time, and then put it back to his ear, "The 29th."
He didn't understand why Yan Heqing brought up dates.
Yan Heqing said, "Final exams start tomorrow."
The exam times for T University and Beijing University are the same, and Lin Fengzhi also has an exam tomorrow.
As expected, Lin Fengzhi stunned for a while before stammering, "I forgot..."
Yan Heqing adjusted his sleeping position and said slowly, "Now listen to me, stand up first."
Lin Fengzhi rubbed his eyes, then stood up. "I'm standing up."
"Move to the side of the road."
Lin Fengzhi walked to the roadside.
Reach out your hand.
Lin Fengzhi hesitated for a moment, then reached out his hand. He really didn't understand and was about to ask when a taxi stopped in front of him.
Hearing the noise, Yan Heqing asked, "Is a car coming?"
Lin Fengzhi understood; Yan Heqing wanted him to take a taxi! He sniffed, "Hmm."
"Get in the car and tell the driver your home address. Go to sleep as soon as you get home; you have your exam tomorrow."
Lin Fengzhi's nose tingled, and tears almost welled up again. Yan Heqing truly loved him. He forced back his tears and said, "Yes, I'll listen to you."
He opened the car door, got in, and told the driver the address.
He found chatting with Yan Heqing very comfortable and wanted to continue, but Yan Heqing spoke first, "Call me when you get home, I'm going to sleep now."
Lin Fengzhi then noticed the deep weariness in Yan Heqing's voice. He felt a pang of reluctance, but it was indeed too late. He rubbed his nose and murmured, "Mmm."
Yan Heqing hung up the phone.
Waking up, he was no longer sleepy. He turned on the desk lamp, grabbed his pajamas jacket, put it on, got out of bed, and turned on his computer.
The soft light from the screen fell on his face; the band-aid had been removed, the scratches were fading, and he was almost healed.
Yan Heqing was engrossed in typing on the keyboard. Just before midnight, his phone rang. It wasn't a call, but WeChat from Lin Fengzhi: "Brother, are you asleep? I'm home safely."
Yan Heqing replied, "Good night."
Lin Fengzhi saw the instant reply to the message, put down his phone, and gently moved the Ultraman figurine hanging under the desk lamp. Ultraman swayed gently in the light.
His nose gradually stung with tears. If only Lu Lin could care about him as much as Yan Heqing did...
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In the simple gray and white themed room, Lu Lin held a nearly burnt-out cigarette between his fingers.
Knock knock.
Someone knocked on the door.
Lu Lin said calmly, "Come in."
The door opened, Lu Changcheng caught a faint smell of tobacco. He frowned and said right there in the doorway, " A-Lin, make sure you're free for dinner tomorrow night. Have a casual meal with your Uncle Jiang."
Lu Lin is 30 and still not married, which displeases Lu Changcheng, but he can't control Lu Lin. When he and Lu Lin's mother arranged their marriage, the condition was that the second child would go to the woman's family. Lu Lin's mother also has the surname Lu, and the second child is Lu Lin.
Lu Lin was taken to live with his maternal grandparents after he was born, and he didn't return to the Lu Family until he went to college. His relationship with them was very distant.
Lu Changcheng had little affection for his son, whom he rarely saw. Even though they shared the same surname, Lu Han was not the same person as Lu Han.
However, no matter how much he favored Lu Han, Lu Han was disappointing, and before the old man passed away, he specified that Lu Lin should take over.
Two years ago, Lu Lin's maternal grandmother passed away, and last year his maternal grandfather followed her. Lu Changcheng wanted Lu Lin to be recognized as a member of the family and to take his surname again.
Lu Lin completely ignored him, which infuriated Lu Changcheng. His high blood pressure spiked, and he spent almost half a month in the hospital.
Now that they're going on blind dates, Lu Changcheng doesn't dare to bring it up openly. He can only indirectly suggest that Lu Lin go to dinner, where Jiang Group's only daughter will also be at the table.
Lu Changcheng knew exactly what Lu Lin was planning.
The cigarette was almost burned out, so Lu Lin put it into a disposable paper cup that served as a makeshift ashtray. The cigarette flickered once and then went out.
He didn't even turn around, saying, "I can't get free, something's come up."
Lu Changcheng patiently asked, "What is it?"
"Fishing."
Lu Changcheng staggered in anger. Lu Lin was clearly going against him, and he trembled all over. "Does your mother have to invite you to go?"