He came out of the kitchen, glanced at the time, and then looked towards the door.
If Lu Muchi and kicks down the door, it means he's still using him as a toy to vent his frustrations; his bait isn't enough. On the contrary... a bright light flashed in Yan Heqing's eyes; it was time for him to reap his first batch of fish.
Tick-tock.
In the quiet room, the only sound was the ticking of the clock. From 9:30 to 11:00, the peeling iron door remained silent.
Yan Heqing lowered his eyes, then turned and went into the bathroom.
The small bathroom was enveloped in steaming water vapor. Yan Heqing closed his eyes and tilted his head back, water droplets constantly falling on his face. They were so close that he felt a slight pain.
Long, slender fingers brushed across his left earlobe, where several wounds lay that would never heal.
My fingers landed on my left shoulder, on that large, red scar, uneven and rough, like touching a rough towel.
Yan Heqing had forgotten how he felt at the time; it seemed to hurt a lot, but he couldn't cry. If he cried, Yan Shengbing would get even angrier and beat him even harder.
Hot water slid down his shoulder, flowing down his straight, long legs, and over a long, ugly, winding scar.
Yan Heqing abruptly turned off the shower, grabbed a towel to dry his hair, and pulled back the shower curtain before leaving.
I changed into soft, clean loungewear, came out of the bathroom, picked up a biology book, and instead of sitting on the sofa, I got into bed and sat by the window to read it intently.
Downstairs, the moment Lu Muchi saw Yan Heqing walking towards him with an umbrella, he felt a profound sense of peace, a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Thinking that Yan Heqing might like him, he had already opened the car door and stepped out, but seeing the lit window, he hesitated. If Yan Heqing really liked him... what should he do?
promise?
Lu Muchi's gaze darkened slightly. Absolutely impossible. Even if Lin Fengzhi liked his uncle, he still liked Lin Fengzhi, Yan Heqing...
He admitted that he was indeed somewhat interested in him, but that was all, and it didn't mean anything.
Lu Muchi gritted his teeth and was about to close the car door.
Suddenly, a faint shadow appeared at the window and approached.
Light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting blurry silhouettes with their heads bowed.
Some people are so stunning that even their shadows are breathtaking. Lu Muchi could even picture what Yan Heqing looked like right now.
He remembered that in Yan Heqing's dilapidated and small room, there was a bed placed by the window.
In other words, Yan Heqing is currently sitting on the bed.
What is he doing?
Trim your nails?
Playing on your phone?
At this moment, Yan Heqing's shadow moved again, raising both hands and turning a page of the book.
He was reading a book.
What book is he reading?
Textbook, novel, or reference book?
Lu Muchi was unconsciously drawn to the scene for a long time until snowflakes drifted into his eyes. He muttered a curse under his breath, rubbed his eyes, and sat back in the driver's seat.
He closed the door, the car filled with smoke, and stared at the third-floor window until the lights went out.
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After reading one section, Yan Heqing drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.
While sound asleep, Yan Heqing suddenly felt a vibration under his head. He opened his eyes abruptly and sat up. The room was dark and quiet; it wasn't an earthquake. After a while, he looked down and saw that his phone next to his pillow was vibrating wildly.
Yan Heqing took out his phone. It was past 1 a. m. when Lin Fengzhi called.
Lin Fengzhi excited he couldn't sleep. His room was brightly lit, and he was wearing thin pajamas, walking back and forth barefoot on the hot floor for a long time, still unable to control his excitement.
He's been in a state of high excitement since he got home yesterday.
Although it wasn't quite what he planned— Lu Lin himself didn't drive him back—it was still Lu Lin's car! It was the first time he'd ever ridden in Lu Lin's car! His second brother was right; he had to keep pestering him, and he'd succeeded in his first step.
"Brother, I'm so excited right now." The call connected, Lin Fengzhi simply sat down on the floor, hugging his knees, his eyes full of laughter. "But I don't know who else to talk to, so I can only call you."
It was very cold in the room. Yan Heqing took out his coat and put it on. He lifted a corner of the curtain and saw that the snow was falling harder and harder. The balcony outside the window was covered with a thick layer of snow. No wonder it was so cold. He looked down again and saw that Lu Muchi's car was no longer there.
Drawing the curtains, Yan Heqing spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, "What's wrong?"
Lin Fengzhi's cheeks burned. He pursed his lips, but the corners of his mouth still curled upwards. "I'll only tell you this: actually, there's someone I really like. He took me home yesterday!" He licked his lips, and the corners of his mouth fell back slightly. "So, basically, he took me home. He sent a car to bring me back."
Yan Heqing lowered his eyelashes slightly, pulled his coat up with one hand, leaned against the headboard, and rested his slightly pointed chin inside the soft collar. "Is that so?"
"Mmm!" Lin Fengzhi's eyes crinkled into a smile. "But don't ask me who he is, okay? I can't tell you for now. Anyway, he's an exceptionally good person. As long as I can be with him, I'll be the happiest person in the whole world!"
Yan Heqing coughed softly.
Lin Fengzhi then noticed, "Is your cough still not better?"
"Alright." Yan Heqing's gaze was distant. "It's gotten colder; I seem to have caught a chill."
"Has it gotten colder?" Lin Fengzhi glanced down at his thin pajamas. He hadn't gone out today and didn't even know. He remembered that Yan Heqing's house had a heated cage. "You can turn on the heater, or buy an air conditioner tomorrow. But I don't really like the air conditioner's airflow; it has a smell."
Yan Heqing remained noncommittal. After a long while, he asked calmly, "What if the person you really like likes someone else?"
Lin Fengzhi was already furious at the question. He jumped up and said in a rather childish tone, "No way! He belongs only to me!"
Yan Heqing smiled, coughed a few times, pulled back the covers and got out of bed. "It's late, go to sleep."
Lin Fengzhi wanted to continue the conversation, but since Yan Heqing had already said that, he nodded and said, "Okay, good night and sweet dreams!"
After hanging up the phone, Yan Heqing went to the kitchen to boil a kettle of water, poured it into a cup, added some cold water, took out a few cooling pills and a cold medicine, and swallowed them in one gulp.