Chapter 78#
Thin lips hovered above Yan Heqing’s nose tip.
The hot breath exhaled was mixed with the dampness of the spring rain.
In the dim light and shadow, the light-colored pupils clearly reflected Lu Lin’s intense facial features.
The young man’s voice was as clear and bright as spring water, very light, but it penetrated the storm and rain, enough for Lu Lin to hear clearly.
“Understand.”
The glass overhead was smashed loudly by the urgent rain, and two lips fell instantly.
The initial kiss carried a hint of probing, gentle like a breeze and drizzle. Not feeling Yan Heqing’s resistance, it pried into that inexperienced response.
Self-taught from instinct, Lu Lin tightened his hold on Yan Heqing’s waist, unable to stop, gradually deepening the kiss.
Petals fell rustlingly.
After a moment, Lu Lin’s burning lips moved away slightly, touching Yan Heqing’s lips seemingly unintentionally, his voice low, husky and magnetic, with a bit of bewitching tenderness.
“It’s best to close your eyes when kissing.”
Yan Heqing closed his eyes.
Lips covered down again.
It was dark just now, and it was dark now, but the feeling was subtly different.
His senses were more sensitive, and the touch on his lips was more delicate and soft.
There was also a faint scent of cedar.
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Heqing opened his eyes again.
Occasionally a flash of lightning passed by, illuminating the entire space suddenly. Lu Lin’s closed-eye appearance flashed by.
He was kissing him seriously.
The brain fell into a brief blankness. The sound of wind and rain was distant yet close at hand.
The soul seemed to float in the heavy rain with chaotic thoughts.
He knew that the favor Lu Lin originally planned was not to ask him to try dating. When Zhou Wuyou came to confess, Lu Lin arrived first, but he didn’t come out.
Yan Heqing closed his eyes again.
Thinking of the moist soil, cedar, that sweet and sour candy…
…
Outside the glass flower house, heavy rain smashed onto the head, constantly rushing into Lin Fengyi’s eyes and mouth along the edge of the raincoat.
The new raincoat held in his right hand was almost crushed by him.
He sped to the base and just happened to see Lu Lin entering the flower house.
Through that damn clear large glass, he saw everything at a glance.
Yan Heqing was pressed against the flower stand by Lu Lin, kissing.
He should have known earlier. Yan Heqing was so aloof, yet he asked Lu Lin for a kiss that night at the bar. It wasn’t that Yan Heqing couldn’t see anyone in his eyes, but he could only see Lu Lin.
When did they meet, and when did they start dating?
That night at the bar?
Then didn’t he become an indirect matchmaker?!
Rain and wind smashed on his face. Lin Fengyi was cold and chilled to the heart, his two rows of teeth almost crushed from gritting.
He didn’t understand what emotion he was feeling now.
Shock, anger, jealousy… all of them.
He looked down on Yan Heqing, arrogant and aloof, gentle on the surface, but actually sharper and more piercing than a blade.
But he always unconsciously cared about Yan Heqing.
Thinking of him when going out to play dice, thinking of him when playing games, thinking of him when eating, sleeping, and getting lost in the mountains!
Today he was even fucking worried that he would catch a cold from the rain, rushing back from the foot of the mountain to deliver a raincoat!
He was truly more ridiculous than a joke!
No wonder Yan Heqing looked down on him.
Throwing the raincoat on the ground, Lin Fengyi turned and walked away quickly. The hat was blown off by the wind and he didn’t pull it back. Getting into the car soaked wet, without taking off the raincoat, he slammed the door and drove into the rainy night.
On the other side of the flower house, Gu Xingye held an umbrella, gazing at Yan Heqing’s silhouette through the rain curtain.
He should have noticed earlier that Yan Heqing liked men.
A complex emotion surfaced in Gu Xingye, the excitement of finding a kindred spirit, and an indescribable annoyance.
Yan Heqing’s appearance when kissing kept flashing, like the Florentina vines behind him, extremely gorgeous when in full bloom, a vigorous beauty that disregarded the life and death of others.
Even hidden in the darkness, it was clearly visible.
Fingertips rubbing the wooden umbrella handle, when the two in the flower house separated, he stepped away and walked into the rain.
Yan Heqing noticed the two leaving one after another, and Lu Lin also noticed.
But that wasn’t a very important matter.
Turning on the light again, the sunroom regained brightness. Lu Lin’s gaze swept over Yan Heqing’s lips. Just as he had imagined countless times, Yan Heqing’s lips would be more beautiful after kissing.
If he hadn’t discovered that Yan Heqing didn’t know how to breathe, his chest rising and falling indistinctly, he would have wanted to prolong the kiss.
Losing control for Yan Heqing, regaining reason, also for him.
Yan Heqing adjusted his breathing slightly, turned his face to look out the window. The heavy rain continued, unknown if it would stop tonight.
For the plants all over the mountain, they probably didn’t want the rain to stop.
“Are you leaving now?” He turned back and asked.
Lu Lin released his waist, “Talk about it when the rain stops.”
Yan Heqing seemed to expect him to answer like this. He raised his eyes, “Shoulder is wet.”
A red flower petal stuck to the top of his head. Lu Lin took it away, stepped back and didn’t care, “No harm, it will dry soon.”
His body temperature was high at the moment, although it didn’t show on the outside.
Yan Heqing took out a professional mini penlight from the pocket of his white coat, pressed the pen head, and a faint blue beam shot out.
“Do me a favor, light it up.”
He started working again.
Squatting in front of a moonflower to record. Large lush green smooth leaves, occasionally a small flower bud popped out, not yet the blooming season.
Working right after kissing, this fact made Lu Lin involuntarily doubt his kissing skills, but he still squatted next to Yan Heqing, holding the light to illuminate the leaves. They were heart-shaped leaves.
Yan Heqing used a blank notebook, the pen tip scratching on the page.
He drew a moonflower. With just a few strokes, a few strokes of shading drew the velvet texture of the flower. Then he recorded seriously, his neat small regular script as beautiful as print.
Time passed. When Yan Heqing finished writing three pages, the rain stopped unknowingly.
He retracted the pen tip, turned his head and met Lu Lin’s eyes. He closed the notebook, inserted the pen into the cover, “Hungry? There are instant noodles.” The corner of his lips curved, “Just no conditions to make soft-boiled eggs here, and no side dishes.”
Lu Lin also turned off the mini flashlight, “I’m easy to feed, as long as there’s food.”
There was only a box of chicken stew with mushrooms. Yan Heqing brought a thermos cup when he came. It had been too long, and the thermos cup’s insulation effect wasn’t that good. The water wasn’t very hot. After soaking for a while, the seasoning packet barely melted. It could be imagined that this wouldn’t be a delicious bowl of instant noodles.
While waiting for the instant noodles, Yan Heqing found two fallen branches and whittled a pair of temporary chopsticks with a small knife. He picked up a few chopsticks of noodles into the thermos cup, poured a little soup, ate from the thermos cup himself, and gave the noodle bowl and fork to Lu Lin.
Lu Lin’s eyes were deep, “Can you be full with that little amount?”
“No.” Yan Heqing picked up a chopstick of noodles, “Just don’t like this taste.” He swallowed the noodles and drank a mouthful of soup, “You have snacks in your car, I’ll eat snacks later.”
This was the first time he told Lu Lin that he also had things he didn’t like.
Lu Lin finished the instant noodles in a few bites, went to the car to get snacks, and came back with a thin cashmere blanket and a hand warmer.
The weather was warming up, but the temperature in the mountains late at night was still too low. When Yan Heqing was writing plant records…
The thin blanket was draped over Yan Heqing’s shoulders. Lu Lin grabbed Yan Heqing’s two hands, as cold as he thought, and stuffed the hand warmer in.
The hand warmer was only a circle larger than Yan Heqing’s palm, dark brown, warm and compact in the palm. But Lu Lin still didn’t let go. He wrapped Yan Heqing’s two hands. The feel wasn’t that soft, not much flesh. After a moment, Lu Lin let go, “I’m leaving, contact me if anything.”
Yan Heqing nodded, “Be safe.”
The rain stopped, but the mountain road was difficult to walk, not to mention a heavy rainstorm just passed. Yan Heqing guessed Lu Lin had something to do, otherwise he wouldn’t have left suddenly just now.
Lu Lin indeed had something to do.
Lu Muchi was hospitalized. Lu Han told Lu Ruchan, and Lu Ruchan went to the hospital. Worried about Lu Ruchan, Lu Lin had to go over.
He raised his hand and touched the top of Yan Heqing’s head very lightly, “Must contact me if anything, I am your boyfriend now.”
It didn’t rain in the capital. Lu Lin arrived at the hospital in the early morning.
Ward 777 was still bustling. Last weekend, Lu Muchi vomited a few mouthfuls of blood out of anger at Yan Heqing. The butler was scared and contacted Lu Han. Unfortunately, Lu Changcheng heard it. His precious grandson vomiting blood, he forced himself up from the sickbed, rushed to the villa and forcibly took Lu Muchi to the hospital for examination.
Lu Muchi was like a walking corpse, cooperating throughout, except he couldn’t be given nutritional injections. Seeing nutritional injections, he would start to go crazy, pulling out all infusion tubes, driving everyone away. Taking away the nutritional injections, he returned to normal.
This worried Lu Changcheng to death, fearing Lu Muchi had some major problem. He called several rounds of experts, and after examination, they all said Lu Muchi was normal. Lu Changcheng didn’t believe it, ordering Lu Han with a straight face, “These experts are useless, get experts from other provinces over immediately!”
Lu Han nodded repeatedly and walked out of the ward quickly.
Just out of the ward, he saw Lu Lin coming. He looked like he saw a great savior. This was also the reason he specially went to tell Lu Ruchan. Lu Lin would only appear if Lu Ruchan was there. He shouted repeatedly: “Dad, Ah Lin is here!”
Lu Changcheng breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Lu Muchi, and sure enough, Lu Muchi finally reacted.
Lu Ruchan coughed in a low voice by the hospital bed. She wasn’t used to the smell of the hospital. Lu Lin went over and pulled Lu Ruchan’s shawl together first, “Where is uncomfortable?”
Lu Changcheng wasn’t angry today. He was now full of only Lu Muchi, knowing that only Lu Lin could make Lu Muchi eat right now. Before the experts from other provinces arrived, Lu Muchi shouldn’t starve himself into trouble first.
Lu Ruchan smiled and stroked the back of Lu Lin’s hand, “It’s okay, persuade Muchi. He hasn’t eaten for days.”
Lu Muchi obviously shrank back, but Lu Lin ignored him, pushing Lu Ruchan straight out, “You go rest first.”
Lu Ruchan wanted to say something but didn’t in the end.
Sending Lu Ruchan to a nearby hotel to rest, Lu Lin returned an hour later.
Lu Changcheng held on until past two o’clock, still unwilling to go to sleep. Only when Lu Lin returned did he agree to go to the next ward to rest. Lu Han also followed. Only Lu Lin and Lu Muchi were left in the ward.
Before coming, Lu Ruchan instructed Lu Lin to make Lu Muchi eat, saying he hadn’t had a drop of water for three days.
The door closed, and Lu Muchi got out of bed, running barefoot to Lu Lin and begging, “Uncle, only you can help me this time. I found my mom! She’s gone again now… Can you help me find her?”
If it was Lu Lin, his grandfather couldn’t stop him.
Lu Lin knew Xu Qiaoyin resigned before the New Year. He didn’t consider it at all, “No.”
He didn’t give Lu Muchi any explanation, only saying in a deep voice: “Finish eating, rest early.”
A bowl of hot sweet porridge would be changed on the table every half hour. Lu Muchi went over silently, picked up the porridge and forced down a few mouthfuls.
He had no appetite.
Filled with anger by Yan Heqing.
The first time someone dared to say that about him!
But he was just a cheap bone. Yan Heqing let Xu Qiaoyin go and angered him to vomit blood, yet he still couldn’t help missing him, missing him to death.
Lu Muchi thought of the bowl of white porridge he cooked again. Yan Heqing didn’t even taste a mouthful. It was really delicious.
After a while, Lu Lin left the ward. Before reaching the elevator, a middle-aged man came out of the elevator.
Lu Lin had some impression; it was Lu Muchi’s butler. He stopped walking.
At the same time, Lin Fengyi just arrived home.
He was extremely embarrassed, covered in mud. Entering the house, he fell onto the bed.
The next morning, Mother Lin discovered he had a fever, a high fever of 40 degrees!
Mother Lin was scared and quickly called the doctor.
After some tossing, by evening, Lin Fengyi’s body temperature finally dropped to normal, but he hadn’t woken up yet. Lin Fengzhi came back from school, heard Lin Fengyi had a fever, and quickly came to see him.
There was no one in the bedroom. A humidifier was spraying mist.
Lin Fengzhi held a cup of hot milk, walking lightly to the bedside.
Lin Fengyi almost never got sick; even colds were rare. Lying weakly with a pale face this time, Lin Fengzhi felt bad watching. He squatted down, reached out to touch Lin Fengyi’s forehead temperature, and asked in a low voice: “Brother, still uncomfortable?”
Lin Fengyi opened his eyes. In his blurry vision was a familiar face.
His heart beat faster suddenly. He got up and grabbed the hand in front of him excitedly, “Yan Heqing!”
Lin Fengzhi was dumbfounded. Realizing Lin Fengyi actually mistook him for Yan Heqing, he struggled to pull his hand out, “You’re crazy! Look clearly who I am!”
Hearing the voice, Lin Fengyi looked again and saw clearly it was Lin Fengzhi. Disappointment flashed in his eyes. He was really an idiot. How could Yan Heqing come to see him… He fell back onto the bed hopelessly, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
He ignored Lin Fengzhi. Lin Fengzhi’s anger flared up, “What do you mean? Don’t you hate Yan Heqing? Mentioning him…” He stopped abruptly, pupils dilating, “You weren’t home these past few days, did you go to Huaishan?”