Chapter 82#
Lu Lin’s hug was without any distracting thoughts, a purely extreme embrace.
When he first saw Yan Heqing in the bar, he felt as if moonlight had fallen from the sky into the bizarre world, swallowed by darkness, yet unable to hide the brilliance emanating from his bones.
If he held too tight, he feared crushing the person in his arms; if too loose, he feared he would disappear.
This cherishment was clearly conveyed to Yan Heqing’s heart. Lu Lin never showed his emotions, but at this moment, Yan Heqing felt Lu Lin’s depression. To make Lu Lin show his emotions, it must be something very difficult and sad.
Thinking this, Yan Heqing had already raised his hands and hugged Lu Lin back with both hands.
The plastic bag touched Lu Lin’s windbreaker. Yan Heqing suddenly remembered that a section of the vegetable was exposed outside the bag. The water on the vegetable leaves would wet Lu Lin’s clothes. He loosened his hands slightly to retreat, “Sorry…”
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Lu Lin hugged Yan Heqing back again, tighter and more airtight this time. Yan Heqing’s face sank into Lu Lin’s neck, his vision darkened, and he could only hear the man’s low and slow voice, “It doesn’t matter, hug for a while longer.”
Unknown how much time passed, until footsteps sounded downstairs, Lu Lin let go of Yan Heqing.
Entering the room, Lu Lin naturally took the vegetables, “I’ll cook today.”
Yan Heqing wanted to say something but didn’t in the end. Sitting on the sofa and picking up a book, he was frequently distracted, his ears full of the sounds from the kitchen.
Simple dishes, dinner was served in half an hour.
Cabbage and shredded pork soup, hot and sour shredded potatoes, tomato scrambled eggs.
Eating quietly for a while, Yan Heqing swallowed the rice, “You are very good at cooking.”
Yan Heqing wasn’t exaggerating. Lu Lin’s cooking skills were indeed good, handling both big dishes and home-cooked dishes with ease.
Seeing Yan Heqing only eating rice, Lu Lin used the serving chopsticks to pick up some eggs for him, “My grandfather taught me. He pursued my grandmother with his good cooking skills.”
Suddenly the topic changed, “How many days off do you have for May Day?”
May Day was less than half a month away. This year’s May Day was next to the weekend. The class group had been lively for a few days. There was a 5-day short holiday. If bold enough to skip a few classes, one could make up a week’s holiday.
Hearing May Day, Yan Heqing knew Lu Lin had plans, “5 days.”
Lu Lin didn’t keep him in suspense, “I’m going back to Ershiqiao for business. Want to go play for a few days together?”
If it were any other place, Yan Heqing wouldn’t want to join the fun during the holiday. He would rather stay at home reading and taking some side jobs. The May Day holiday was usually when there was the most homework. But Ershiqiao, the place where his parents once lived, he was inevitably moved.
He agreed without hesitation, “Okay.”
After dinner, Lu Lin didn’t mean to leave. He borrowed Yan Heqing’s laptop to process a document, “Sleep first if you’re sleepy. I’ll leave after processing it.”
Yan Heqing wasn’t sleepy. His schedule was arranged very appropriately. But whether Lu Lin’s words worked, or he was indeed a bit overly tired recently, after taking a shower and reading for a while, he really got sleepy.
He closed the book and looked at Lu Lin.
Lu Lin was focused on browsing the document. He didn’t use the mouse or keyboard, but the touch screen, making no sound at all.
Yan Heqing didn’t make a sound and lay quietly under the covers.
Lu Lin finished processing the document an hour later. He closed the computer and turned to look at Yan Heqing. Yan Heqing had already fallen asleep.
Curled up and bowed again, an extremely insecure sleeping posture.
Lu Lin raised his hand to check the time. Ten minutes to ten. He got up and walked silently to the bedside.
The desk lamp was on, and the orange light fell on half of Yan Heqing’s face. Compared to before, his frown wasn’t as severe. Yan Heqing would unconsciously bury himself in the quilt when sleeping, making breathing difficult. Lu Lin bent down, gently pulled the quilt down, tucked it under his chin, and then turned off the desk lamp.
Changing shoes and putting on his coat at the entrance, Lu Lin turned off the room light and left silently.
The moment the door closed, Yan Heqing opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep, but woke up again when Lu Lin came over.
The room just plunged into darkness, and his vision wasn’t so clear, just staring vacantly at a certain point in the darkness.
After a moment, Yan Heqing turned over, facing the other side and wrapping the quilt tightly.
Only this time, the quilt wasn’t pulled up to the bridge of his nose, but tucked firmly in the hollow of his neck.
Leaving Yan Heqing’s residence, Lu Lin didn’t go home or to the company. He drove to the most luxurious and dissipated street in the capital.
On the way, he called Lu Muchi, “Come to the 21st floor of Xinggui Club.”
Xinggui Club was the top club in the capital. Most members had a net worth starting from 100 million. In a thirty-story building, the club had everything.
Lu Lin was pulled into the club by Chu Ziyu. Compared to other clubs for eating, drinking, and playing, Xinggui focused on exploration and sports, which was also the reason Lu Lin was willing to join.
Parking the car, Lu Lin took the elevator to the 21st floor.
The 21st floor was a boxing gym.
In the changing room, Lu Lin tore off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, and only wrapped hand wraps, leaving other equipment untouched.
Not long after, there was a noise outside. Lu Muchi arrived.
Lu Muchi was full of question marks, not knowing why Lu Lin suddenly called him to the club, but since Lu Lin called him, he dared not refuse.
The changing room door opened. Lu Muchi saw Lu Lin from a distance and quickly ran forward, completely without his usual young master style, obedient and respectful, “Uncle, I’m here.”
Lu Lin didn’t look at him, “Fight a round.”
Lu Muchi was stunned. His uncle wanted to free fight with him???
Rich young masters like him would practice some self-defense skills since childhood. In this matter, Lu Changcheng gave Lu Muchi a choice for the first time: boxing, Sanda, free fighting. Lu Muchi chose free fighting without hesitation.
The reason was simple. Lu Lin learned free fighting.
Hearing that Lu Lin wanted to fight him, Lu Muchi’s blood boiled.
He had been waiting for this moment for 15 years!
He strode towards the changing room, “Uncle, wait a moment, I’ll be right back.”
Lu Lin said nothing and walked onto the ring.
Lu Muchi came back after changing equipment. His cheerful face saw Lu Lin only wearing hand wraps, and instantly felt something was wrong.
Letting him win?
This was naturally care from an elder, but Lu Muchi had strong self-esteem. Especially since he subconsciously regarded Lu Lin as an imaginary enemy, being looked down upon made him very uncomfortable.
Grandpa didn’t mention it, but he knew best that in Grandpa’s mind, Lu Lin was the most outstanding. Not to mention his dad, every time he mentioned Lu Lin, he had a look of envy, jealousy, and hate, yet tried hard to disguise his sourness.
And Lin Fengzhi.
He had no feelings for Lin Fengzhi anymore, but it didn’t mean he didn’t care that Lin Fengzhi liked Lu Lin.
This was a naked humiliation to him. He always wanted to find a chance to win against Lu Lin once.
“Uncle…” Lu Muchi frowned, “Don’t let me win.”
Lu Lin’s eyes were deep, “Didn’t ask you to wear equipment.”
Lu Muchi was dumbfounded, then a surge of excitement rose. Not wearing equipment felt more like actual combat!
He readily took off his helmet and leg guards, and said solemnly: “Uncle, let’s agree first. The competition is a battlefield, no kinship. I won’t be polite, and you don’t hold back either.”
Lu Lin didn’t reply.
After Lu Muchi took off his equipment, leaving only hand wraps, both sides bowed, and the match began.
Lu Muchi knew Lu Lin was formidable, so he seized the opportunity to punch Lu Lin’s chin first, wanting to take the initiative.
Lu Lin remained motionless. When Lu Muchi’s fist came, he caught it steadily.
Lu Muchi was secretly surprised. His strength had never lost to anyone of the same age. How could his uncle easily…
Before he could think further, Lu Lin grabbed his hand, twisted it behind his back, turned him around, pressed his knee against his back, and slammed him heavily onto the surface.
Lu Muchi felt his hand bones and spine crack. His face was pressed firmly against the surface, and cold sweat instantly flowed down from his forehead like a water column.
He couldn’t control it; it hurt too much.
Being instantly killed by Lu Lin at the start, Lu Muchi felt very embarrassed. Gritting his teeth, he turned over trying to break free. Lu Lin seemed to be broken free by his strength. Lu Muchi was delighted. After turning over, he was about to counterattack when a fist suddenly hit his lips.
Fists fell like urgent rain.
Indescribable pain, and a thick bloody smell that was nauseating.
Lu Muchi’s mouth was torn open, blood flowing continuously from the wound. His eyes were blurred, unknown if by cold sweat or blood.
His chest heaved violently. He roared like a trapped beast, trying to strangle Lu Lin’s neck with his feet and flip him over.
However, just as his legs were raised a few inches, his whole person was instantly flipped over by Lu Lin, face hitting the ground again, hurting his facial bones.
This time, even Lu Muchi’s legs were folded to his back and pressed down.
“Ah!” Lu Muchi screamed.
Now there was no part of his body that didn’t hurt. His chest was also squeezed, unable to breathe smoothly. Panting heavily, he had no strength to resist anymore.
For a moment, Lu Muchi felt he was going to die.
Beaten to death by Lu Lin.
Eyelids slowly fell. In the last second, he heard hurried footsteps and a voice, “Xiao Chi!”
Lu Muchi fell completely into darkness.
The boxing gym had surveillance cameras. Seeing Lu Lin and Lu Muchi on the ring without protective gear, the security guard was afraid of an accident and immediately reported to the club’s senior management.
This kind of hand-to-hand combat was common in the club, but today it was Lu Lin and Lu Muchi. They couldn’t afford to offend either side if something happened.
The senior management transferred it to the club owner, and the club owner notified Lu Han immediately.
Lu Changcheng was still immersed in the gratification of Lu Muchi’s enthusiasm for his career. Lu Han didn’t dare to tell him and rushed to see the situation first.
Unexpectedly, entering the boxing gym, he saw Lu Muchi lying on the ring covered in blood.
“Xiao Chi!” Lu Han was anxious and angry, losing his composure like never before, rushing onto the ring quickly, “Son!”
Lu Lin released Lu Muchi.
Lu Muchi lay motionless on the ground, blood constantly flowing from his face, blood all over the floor. Lu Han squatted down and didn’t even dare to touch him.
Lu Han looked up with red eyes, glaring at Lu Lin, “Lu Lin, what do you mean!”
The club supervisor who followed in quickly went out to call a doctor again.
Lu Lin was expressionless. He rubbed his wrist, then took the coat draped over the railing, put it on unhurriedly and said: “Played a match.”
Lu Han didn’t believe it at all, “Is there anyone playing a match like you? He is your nephew!” Lu Han’s heart ached terribly, “If something happens to him, Dad and I will never forgive you!”
Lu Lin didn’t care. Buttoning his suit, he walked off the ring and left.
Yan Heqing only knew at noon the next day that Lu Muchi was hospitalized again.
Lu Muchi sent a photo. One of his legs was tied up like a mummy.
[I lost the match.]
Lu Muchi was on a drip, staring at his phone eagerly. The first thing he did after waking up was to seek sympathy from Yan Heqing.
He was indeed in great pain and wanted Yan Heqing’s comfort very much.
However, Yan Heqing never replied.
After class, Yan Heqing was called to the office by Yang Rucheng.
Gu Xingye was also there.
Yan Heqing nodded politely to Yang Rucheng, “Teacher Yang.”
Gu Xingye looked at Yan Heqing from the corner of his eye. Only when facing that man did Yan Heqing look like a blooming rose.
To others, he always maintained an appropriate distance.
Yang Rucheng was particularly happy. He raised his eyebrows and said: “Your laboratory has been approved. Work hard.”
Yan Heqing remained composed, only showing a proper smile, “Thank you, teacher.”
Yang Rucheng still had words for Gu Xingye, so Yan Heqing left first.
Just as he walked out of the teaching building, footsteps approached from behind.
Gu Xingye caught up with him, “Yan Heqing, I have something to say to you.”