Chapter 99

A cool breeze was blowing. Bian Lu got out of the car and saw An Jing shivering and sniffing not far away. He had lost weight and seemed haggard, as if he was trapped in love.

Seeing that a Tianlong person like Teacher An was worried about him, it was indeed a very satisfying thing for Bian Lu.

After all, they had just had an argument, so Bian Lu deliberately slowed down his pace. In An Jing's eyes, he had a cold face, was tall and straight, and looked aggressive, but his heroic and handsome face made people's heart beat faster.

Bian Lu walked in, but before he could say anything, An Jing rushed over and hugged Bian Lu, burying his head in his arms and said, "Please take me in for a while."

"I..." Bian Lu was interrupted midway through his sentence. An Jing said, "It's summer vacation now, and I don't want to go home."

Bian Lu was obviously so angry that he wanted to curse, but he was mesmerized by An Jing's eyes. An Jing was arrogant to begin with, and he came all the way to live in District F just for him, which was a sincere heart.

Bian Lu reached out and smoothed his soft hair. Finally, he sighed and said, "I rent a house and don't live with my parents. But don't worry, since you are here, I will not let you suffer."

An Jing nodded in his arms, then raised her eyes, frowned, and muttered, "I was thinking of quitting your job and coming back to District D with me."

"No." Bian Lu shook his head. He pushed An Jing away and said solemnly, "I won't give up my career for love, even if the object is you, An Jing, I can't do that."

"You..." An Jing stared at him for a long moment, nodded, and finally smiled brightly, saying, "Very good, really. I was really panicking because I don't like the feeling of falling, but when you said that, I felt relieved."

"Water flows to the bottom, and people strive for heights." An Jing said, "I know you're also someone who's never satisfied with the status quo, right?"

"Falling?" Bian Lu paced back and forth, turned around, and blew a sigh at the dome above his head. He said sullenly, "I know there's a huge gap between your and my family backgrounds, but you don't need to use such derogatory words to describe how it feels to be with me."

"Doesn't this prove that we are truly in love?" An Jing blinked innocently and looked at him.

Bian Lu was startled. An Jing had already taken his hand, their fingers interlocked, conveying warmth and willingness.

An Jing added, "Let's go and take a look at the house you rented. Don't worry, I'll only stay here for the summer vacation. If I can't stand it anymore, I'll run away."

“…” Bian Lu chuckled, nodded and said okay.

The two of them walked together to his rented house, which was simple but quite spacious. Although the furnishings were too simple, there was open space outside the windows, giving people a feeling of quiet and seclusion.

"You have good taste in choosing houses. This room has good lighting, and the windows are not facing people." An Jing sat down on the sofa casually, crossing his legs.

"I've rented a lot of houses, so I naturally have some experience." Bian Lu looked at him in a comfortable posture, without showing any contempt or disgust for this place, and the tension in his heart loosened a little.

An Jing subconsciously took out his fruit cigarettes and was about to take out the teapot and lighter to light it when he looked up at Bian Lu again and his hand froze.

"Do whatever you want. I don't care." Bian Lu smiled, as if trying to ease the delicate atmosphere between them.

An Jing smoked a cigarette and looked out the window. When he turned back, Bian Lu was taking out a set of clean clothes from the room. He asked, "Are you going to shower? I just realized you came here empty-handed."

"Ah?" An Jing didn't know what he was thinking. He turned around with a dull face and very bright eyes. His whole fair face looked like a child.

Bian Lu discovered that he was sometimes smart and sometimes stupid, and had a childishness that was inconsistent with his status as a rich second-generation.

It was probably because the family protected him too well, Bian Lu knew.

"Be good and take a shower." Bian Lu smiled, threw the clothes to him, and went to the kitchen to prepare two dishes.

An Jing took it in a daze, and his mind was suddenly struck. Usually in novels, the heroine would have sex with the hero after taking a bath, so was Bian Lu hinting at him?

As he was thinking this, Bian Lu came out of the kitchen again, took two eggs from the plastic bag on the living room table, went back in and continued to work as if nothing had happened.

Maybe I'm overthinking it, An Jing thought, and then slowly went to the bathroom.

Although it is not as big as the bathtub in Anjing's large flat, fortunately there are still shower heads and other toiletries. Moreover, he actually uses soap instead of shower gel.

An Jing endured the annoyance and washed himself clean. When he went out, he saw that Bian Lu had already fried some bitter melon and put it on the table.

"Are you used to eating mung bean porridge?" asked Bian Lu.

An Jing came out. His clothes were suitable, but thin and a little cold. Moreover, there was no floor heating in the house, so his bare feet were very cold on the floor tiles. Not to mention that he accidentally slipped and dropped the soap into the toilet hole. He was too disgusted to dig in that straight hole.

"Fuck you..." An Jing didn't finish his sentence. He sat back on the sofa in despair, curled up into a ball, and muttered to himself, "I finally understand why some people marry for a bigger house. I've finally realized it."

Bian Lu's smile froze. He knew that he was complaining about his difficult conditions and was showing off his temper.

"Um, how about bitter melon?" Bian Lu was also awkward and said with difficulty: "My cooking skills are pretty good, it won't be bitter. I tasted it and it has a very sweet taste."

An Jing sat up suddenly, his eyes red, and said suddenly: "If I say I don't want to be with you anymore, what will you do?"

"Okay." Bian Lu answered quickly, saying, "How can I stop you from running after someone who is better than me?"

"Are you mentally retarded?!" An Jing jumped down and rushed over to ask, "Can't you just say it? Can't you just be honest and tell me you want to move into my house..."

Bian Lu replied: "If I were really the kind of person you say I am, I guess you wouldn't be attracted to me."

An Jing seemed to be angry. He twisted Bian Lu's shoulders and kissed him fiercely. The kiss almost tasted of blood, but was pushed away by Bian Lu.

Bian Lu wiped his lips and said, "You're right, I can't do it. I won't give in. Even if you think I'm an idiot or a moron, I can't let love paralyze me and follow you. That would be deceiving myself."

An Jing was about to speak, but was interrupted by Bian Lu. He continued, "I have hands and feet, and I'm still young. I don't want anyone to break my spine, even if that person is someone I like."

"If you think my place is too poor and not good." Bian Lu turned around and said in a very low voice: "Then you can leave, An Jing."

An Jing was silent for a long time. Bian Lu slowly turned around to look, but saw a face full of tears and grievance.

"Who are you to me..." An Jing punched him in the chest, neither too hard nor too light, and choked out, "Yeah, I think so too. Why should I worry about someone like you? I came all the way to your shabby place and still have to be ignored by you. Who are you?"

At this moment, An Jing felt humiliated. If Bian Lu refused to give in, then he would be the only one to give in.

Bian Lu found that he couldn't stand anyone crying, so he panicked a little and didn't know how to comfort people, so he said: "I mean, if it really doesn't work out, we can just have a long-distance relationship. I'm not forcing you to do anything."

He wiped An Jing's tears and comforted him to sit down, saying, "I'm not chasing you away, Ang. You can stay here as long as you want. Why do you act like a child sometimes? It's so worrying."

Bian Lu's hands were very warm, which made An Jing feel a little better. He smiled again, feeling sweet and even happy and comforted in his heart.

An Jing then abruptly pushed his hand away, plucked a tissue from the table, blew his nose, and replied, "Alright, since you've asked me to stay, I'll stay here reluctantly."

As he spoke, he picked up the bitter melon on the table with his chopsticks, took a bite, and said, "Hmm. It's really not bitter. You're quite good at cooking."

Bian Lu finally smiled and sat down. He looked at An Jing and went to the kitchen. He brought out two bowls of mung bean porridge, placed them in front of him, and said, "Then eat."

The two of them were silent. Halfway through their meal, An Jing suddenly remembered and started chatting with him, "Well, I accidentally dropped your soap in the toilet."

Bian Lu raised his eyes and replied, "It's okay, buy it."

"Also, this bitter melon and mung bean porridge is quite expensive, right?" An Jing said with trepidation. After all, green vegetables in the underwater base are luxury goods.

"It's okay, it doesn't cost much money." said Bian Lu.

So An Jing bit his chopsticks and whispered, "Thank you."

Bian Lu smiled when he heard this, then shook his head, as if relieved, and teased: "Actually, from the bottom of my heart, I don't think you are the right person to live with, but... except you, it seems that no one else would care about me. Forget it, it doesn't matter, let's respect each other."

"You really have never been liked by anyone?" An Jing narrowed his eyes, expressing his disbelief. He whispered, "Handsome guys are always fewer than beautiful girls, not to mention that the Blue Continent base is so small. It would be strange if you had never been liked by anyone."

"Oh~" Bian Lu rubbed his brows and said with a smile: "Maybe I'm too proud."

An Jing snorted twice and said, "I see."

"I'm almost getting married," Bian Lu said. "It's just right that I met you. Teacher An, people who want to live their lives need to settle down. I hope being with you isn't a waste of time."

"..." An Jing laughed twice, then resumed chewing the bitter melon. Finally, he pursed his lips and gave a wry smile, "I see."

"What?" Bian Lu frowned.

"We should be tolerant and understanding of each other, and take turns bowing our heads. After all, that's just how we live our lives." An Jing asked, "Am I right?"

Bian Lu was in a good mood and said, "Yes, that's it. Let's focus on eating first."