As he entered the residential compound, the security guard was quite surprised to see him. He hadn't seen him coming or going for some time and assumed he had gone back to his hometown for the Chinese New Year! The guard greeted him warmly, "Long time no see!"
Yan Heqing responded politely, "Hello."
As he entered the residential area, there was still some distance to Yan Heqing's place. He wasn't in a hurry; he took his time.
Most of the migrant workers in the community had gone back to their hometowns for the Spring Festival. Only a few households still had their lights on. When you got close to the building where Yan Heqing lived, it was completely dark, with not a single light on.
Yan Heqing quietly closed his umbrella, gently shook off the remaining snow from its surface, and then entered the apartment building.
The motion-sensor lights lit up one floor at a time, and Yan Heqing stopped just before reaching the third floor.
Lu Muchi stood in front of his door.
One was on the steps, the other on the steps. This time, Lu Muchi no longer glanced at Yan Heqing. Instead, he seemed like the one standing in the low-lying area, only able to look up at him.
He gazed at Yan Heqing with almost greedy eyes.
During this time, he couldn't deny that the boy who was constantly haunting his mind was different; Yan Heqing was indeed somewhat different in his heart.
As for the differences, he needs time to figure them out.
He spoke, his voice unusually hoarse.
" Yan Heqing, how about we get to know each other again?"
The air was still and quiet.
Those light-colored, breathtakingly beautiful pupils gazed at him calmly and serenely, without a trace of emotion.
Lu Muchi's heart stopped for a moment, and he realized that the entire stairwell was filled with the thunderous sound of his heartbeat.
Lu Muchi had never been so nervous. His lips were dry and chapped. He licked his lips nervously, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, about to speak again.
A sound colder than snow falling on a winter night rang out.
How can we get to know each other again?
It's so simple, how could Yan Heqing not understand? Lu Muchi frowned, "From today, from this very second, forget everything from the past and start anew."
Yan Heqing slightly raised his eyes, looking at Lu Muchi. His calm lips suddenly curved into a very slight, almost imperceptible smile. He laughed, his voice tinged with amusement, " Lu Muchi, are you joking?"
Lu Muchi was momentarily stunned by that brief smile.
This was the first time he had seen Yan Heqing smile.
So, he's so different from Lin Fengzhi.
Yan Heqing does not have dimples.
Lu Muchi held his breath. "I'm not joking."
"You have a really bad memory." Yan Heqing's lips curled into a smirk, his tone indifferent. "How can I get to know you again when you've already been pre-ordered for 100,000 yuan?"
Chapter 43
Lu Muchi was puzzled.
What kind of product costs 100,000 yuan?
It took a long time—it seemed like a dozen seconds, or maybe a few minutes—before he finally remembered.
After Yan Heqing rejected him, he approached Yan Heqing's adoptive parents and offered them a price they could never earn in their lifetime. In Yan Heqing's absence, the two parties completed the transaction of his "ownership".
Before Yan Heqing signed the contract, he casually gave Yan Heqing's adoptive parents 100,000 yuan as a deposit.
And this happened only a few months ago.
Lu Muchi long forgotten.
His dark eyes widened slightly.
Suddenly the sensor lights dimmed, plunging the hallway into darkness, and he couldn't see Yan Heqing's expression for a moment.
The dappled sunlight filtered through the cracks in the window, only outlining the boy's tall, slender, and blurry silhouette.
Lu Muchi swallowed unconsciously.
"I..." he began, his mouth terribly dry, managing to utter only one word before falling silent.
He had no way to defend himself.
Yan Heqing's words were all correct.
At that time, he truly only regarded Yan Heqing as a commodity, a substitute for Lin Fengzhi.
But that was then.
Things are different now.
He made it very clear that Yan Heqing and Lin Fengzhi were two completely different people.
To him, Yan Heqing was no longer a commodity, but a person he wanted to understand more deeply.
Lu Muchi clenched his fists.
He understood.
His past manipulative schemes deeply hurt Yan Heqing, planting a thorn in Yan Heqing heart.
To start over with Yan Heqing, you have to remove that thorn.
Lu Muchi down the stairs and stopped in front of Yan Heqing.
He was six centimeters taller than Yan Heqing. He lowered his head slightly, and as he got closer, he finally saw Yan Heqing's face clearly.
The boy's face was shrouded in a faint light, and his two light brown eyes were brighter and more beautiful than any moonlight he had ever seen.
Lu Muchi suddenly felt an urge to kiss her. Before his brain could react, he uncontrollably lowered his head and moved closer to Yan Heqing.
Yan Heqing stared coldly at Lu Muchi approached, he took a step back, a flash of disdain in his eyes.
Lu Muchi suddenly woke up.
He froze for a moment before straightening up and clenching his fist. "Let's go."
The motion sensor light turned on immediately.
The orange light fell on Yan Heqing's eyebrows and eyes, but he remained indifferent, as if the disdain he had just felt was merely Lu Muchi's illusion.
Yan Heqing's voice was indifferent, "Where to?"
Lu Muchi downstairs first. As he brushed past me, his voice was low and deep, "Take back the 100,000 that made you unhappy."
After taking a few steps, he heard movement behind him, but it seemed to be getting further and further away. Lu Muchi stopped again and turned around. Yan Heqing was going upstairs. Lu Muchi was a little surprised. "Aren't you going?"
Did he misunderstand? Did Yan Heqing not want the 100,000 back?
Yan Heqing stopped at the door. Without turning around, he took out his keys and opened the door, his calm voice devoid of emotion, "I wasn't there before, and there's no need to now."
He turned the key, the lock clicked softly, the door opened, and Yan Heqing suddenly turned around. Orange light fell into his eyes, shimmering like glass. "Goodnight."
Yan Heqing entered the room and quietly closed the door.
Lu Muchi stood frozen in place, the cool, slightly nasal "Goodnight" echoing in his ears.
"He's gone mad."
Lu Muchi swallowed hard, then mechanically turned and went downstairs.