Chapter 51 Mark

When Chen Wan woke up, his head slightly hit the door frame.

After Lin Yu left last night, she stood at the entrance for a long time, and finally took advantage of the heavy rain to burst into tears.

After the emotions are released, the knot in the heart is also untied.

She rubbed her dry eyes, slowly stood up with the help of the door, and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up.

When I passed by the living room, I saw the table full of food and desserts. I paused, walked over, covered them with plastic wrap, and put them in the refrigerator.

Thinking back to Lin Yu’s sorry last night, I felt very guilty.

Because he did nothing wrong, but still chose to indulge her.

She checked the time. It was six in the morning. It was raining outside, and the usually bustling alley was now unusually quiet.

After washing up, she packed up the extra desserts and planned to send them to Lin Yu, and by the way, she sincerely thanked him again.

As soon as he opened the door, Chen Wan was startled, but fortunately he closed his mouth in time and did not scream.

Having lost his support, Lin Yu, who was leaning against the door, leaned back a few inches and the back of his head hit her knee.

Looking down from her perspective, she could see a thin layer of sweat on Lin Yu's forehead and nose.

Chen Wan quickly squatted down to keep himself at the same height as him.

He reached out to support Lin Yu and gently pushed his shoulders twice, "Lin Yu, wake up."

She glanced around and wondered if Lin Yu would sit at her doorstep all night.

Lin Yu shook his head, still with his eyes closed, feeling the warm touch.

It seemed as if there were hands supporting his shoulders, giving him a sense of security.

He just felt dizzy, his vision was blurry, and he fell into a daze.

My whole body felt like it was immersed in ice water, so cold that it hurt.

He subconsciously held those hands as if they were driftwood.

The back of his hand was covered with a damp and cold feeling. Chen Wan was stunned and surprised. He looked over and saw his furrowed brows and the whitened knuckles of his fingers.

She slowly approached Lin Yu and touched their foreheads, the temperature was frighteningly hot.

Her thin eyelids were tightly closed, and her dense eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a rare fragility.

I was already exhausted from working overtime for days, and then I was blown in the cold wind in the corridor all night. It would be strange if I didn’t catch a cold.

"What a fool." She sighed and called Lin Yu twice.

He finally regained some consciousness, with his eyelids half closed and his eyes sleepy, staring blankly at the person standing so close to him.

Then he squeezed her hand even harder, as if to confirm something.

After a while, he muttered, "It doesn't hurt at all. It seems it was just a dream."

He moved closer to Chen Wan, rested his head on her shoulder, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

"You're too thin, it's a bit uncomfortable." He said, tilting his head and consciously adjusting his posture to be comfortable.

The messy black hair brushed against Chen Wan's soft earlobe, causing a slight tingling sensation.

The steady heartbeat rhythm suddenly began to accelerate with this small detail. Chen Wan bit her lower lip and looked away from him.

Unexpectedly, the sick Lin Yu acted more like a child than usual.

She wanted to sigh, but felt sad.

As a policeman, Lin Yu always protects others and shoulders many responsibilities.

He always silently protects her from wind and rain.

In front of Lin Yu, she just needs to be a child who knows nothing about the world.

But he lives alone in a foreign country, and has no way to release his emotions, so he is actually very lonely.

Chen Wan put his hand on his shoulder, held onto the door frame, and lifted the man up with some difficulty.

Lin Yu was tall, and because he was not very clear-headed, he clung to her like a koala.

Chen Wan's room was just beyond the entrance, and she was dragged there by Lin Yu with great effort.

He followed Chen Wan's movements in a daze and staggered a few steps.

After finally reaching the bed, Chen Wan took the arm off his shoulder, supported the back of his head and slowly lowered him until he finally lay flat.

Lin Yu felt uneasy because he suddenly lost his support. He flapped his hands twice and finally held Chen Wan's hand and pulled it with a little force.

Chen Wan's center of gravity was shifted by his sudden action, and he fell onto the bed in an instant.

Her neck pressed against Lin Yu's arm, and she felt his beating pulse and warm skin, like a surging underground river.

Lin Yu bent his elbow and brought Chen Wan closer.

The intimate posture created an extremely warm space, helping her to stay by his side.

Chen Wan blinked. This feeling of intimacy made her unable to react for a moment, and she looked at Lin Yu stupidly.

He rubbed his forehead, slightly narrowed his eyes, and looked at her.

The pupils are dark and deep, but there seems to be no focus, giving off a vague and scattered feeling.

He just relied on a feeling, a sense of security that soothed his emotions.

Like an umbrella on a rainy day.

He stared silently for a while, then his fingers hanging in the air slowly drooped and moved closer to Chen Wan.

Lin Yu's cool fingertips brushed across the tip of her nose.

As light as a drop of rain.

Chen Wan was stunned, his mind was blank, as if he was trapped in a light cloud.

I vaguely heard him mutter, "Don't they say dreams are the opposite of reality? Why do I still look like a stupid rabbit?"

After a while, Lin Yu stretched out another hand and gently embraced her.

"She's cute, but silly." Her voice was soft and she had a charming smile.

The light scent of grass and trees enveloped Chen Wan, but it made her blush.

Lin Yu's warm breath gently fell on her thin eyelids, like a ball of soft cotton wool.

Just as I was dazed, I heard Lin Yu whisper, "Wanzi, I'm sorry."

After he finished speaking, his panic deepened, so he used a little more force in his hands and hugged Chen Wan tighter.

He pressed his high nose against her forehead, rubbing it gently, and repeated, "I'm sorry, Wanzai."

"I didn't expect things to develop into this situation, but I promised your father, and I can't go back on my word."

Chen Wan felt his throat roll slightly, suppressing the fluctuating emotions.

Her heart also wavered, causing soft ripples.

"I don't want to see you this sad anymore."

Like a child who has made a mistake, he helplessly repeated the most sincere apology.

Chen Wan sighed, realizing that Lin Yu’s pain was no less than hers, and even deeper and heavier.

The more you restrain yourself, the more violent it will be.

"It's okay, I don't care." She raised her hand and touched Lin Yu's hair, moving the messy hair a few times, revealing his thick, inky eyebrows.

"Don't be sad, I'm not sad at all."

Hearing this, Lin Yu slowly opened his eyes and looked at her, "Really?"

Chen Wan nodded. Seeing his red eyes, she coaxed him in a very soft voice, "Yes, there's nothing to be sad about."

Chen Shan just took the same path home that everyone would take.

The waves in my heart slowly sank to the bottom because of her words.

Lin Yu finally felt relieved and smiled at her, revealing his fangs.

After a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing him like this, Chen Wan felt tender in her heart and she gently got up from his arms.

Then he covered Lin Yu with a thin quilt.

She looked at his sleeping face quietly and smiled.

After a while, she found a fever-reducing patch to reduce his temperature.

As a result, Lin Yu was very resistant to the coolness mixed with the sticky texture, and he pulled it off as soon as he put it on.

He was still mumbling, "What is this, it's slippery..."

His eyelids were tightly closed, his jawline was stiff, his facial features were wrinkled, and his strength showed resistance.

After a few rounds, Chen Wan's patience was worn out a little.

She held her breath, used a little force to pull away Lin Yu's fingers, and then put them on him with a snap.

Because of this action, Lin Yu suddenly opened his eyes. His dark pupils seemed to have been washed with water, and were damp. He looked at her silently for a long time.

Like a wronged child.

Chen Wan turned a blind eye and simply gave him the cold medicine.

After the hypnotic effect of the drug took effect, Lin Yu coughed twice and fell asleep again.

Chen Wan dragged a chair and sat down, resting his elbows on the edge of the bed, supporting his chin and looking at Lin Yu's handsome face.

It's really beautiful to sigh at the inappropriate time.

Just a little silly.

......

Lin Yu pushed open a rusty iron door, and his vision suddenly became much wider.

He wandered around unconsciously, not knowing why he was in this place.

Above my head are dark clouds, piled up in the dark sky.

The moist water vapor condensed into fog, which became thicker and thicker.

"Where is this?"

Just as he was confused, he saw a faint blue shadow in the thick fog.

"Officer." The shadow moved closer, revealing a vague outline. "Why didn't you give me the Baisha River I wanted?"

Baisha River, where have you heard of it?

Lin Yu shook his head, trying to wake up, but his vision was still blurry, making him even more confused.

After thinking for a long time, I finally remembered the sentence "I only smoke Baishahe, I don't want anything else."

"Yu Jiayi, is that you?"

He shouted Yu Jiayi's name loudly, but the blurry shadow became thinner and thinner and gradually disappeared from his sight.

Lin Yu walked through the thick fog, constantly calling Yu Jiayi's name.

It seemed like a long time passed before he walked out of the fog, only to be replaced by a large area of ​​intense, glaring scarlet, dragging people down like a swamp.

Lin Yu struggled and suddenly grabbed something. Upon closer inspection, it was a hospital gown.

Blue and white stripes.

He looked down and met Yu Jiayi's desperate eyes.

Her hands were suspended in mid-air, layers of dark clouds descended, covering her facial features.

Only the sound was still clearly audible.

She said, "It would be better if you didn't tell me the truth."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu suddenly gave up struggling and sank deeper and deeper into the bloody swamp.

Amidst the despairing chaos, a series of intermittent sobs were heard.

It made him feel heartbroken for no reason.

"Wanzi, is that you?"

But there was no response.

He seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and his heart almost stopped beating.

Finally, someone spoke again.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Two voices intertwined, scolding him shrilly and desperately.

"Why did you tell me?"

Why did you tell me about my sister's death? Why didn't you tell me about my father's death?

Why do you take advantage of our feelings but fail to protect us?

Lin Yu held his head and tried to explain, with a hot liquid gurgling in his throat.

How should he defend himself?

From the perspective of a police officer, he used the news of Yu Jiayun's death as a breakthrough to obtain clues from Yu Jiayi.

I had unknowingly become the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Under the pretense of doing good for Chen Wan, he concealed the news about Chen Shan, but ended up forcing her to face her father's death in the most humiliating way.

He contributed to the trap and was one of the perpetrators.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Guilt and self-loathing weighed on him.

Gray-black clouds suddenly rose in the swamp, and then he saw Chen Wan.

Blood slowly seeped out of the plain face.

The feeling of fear was like a sharp blade, completely destroying Lin Yu's last bit of sanity.

"Chen Wan!"

......

Chen Wan saw that more and more sweat was oozing out of Lin Yu's nose, his brows were furrowed, and he looked very uncomfortable.

His mouth was slightly open, opening and closing, as if he was saying something.

She took a towel and carefully wiped the sweat off Lin Yu's face, then reached out and gently smoothed the shallow marks between his eyebrows.

"Are you dreaming?" Her fingers rested beside Lin Yu's lower eye sockets, and she bent her knuckles to press his forehead, trying to calm him down.

Lin Yu's faint murmur caught her attention.

When Chen Wan was about to move closer to listen carefully, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at her.

Chen Wan was startled and stared at him in a daze for a few seconds.

The fingers pressing against his eye sockets felt the flowing wet heat.

A layer of watery light appeared in Lin Yu's dark pupils.

He cried.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Wan gently wiped his tears. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Lin Yu stretched out his hand hesitantly, wanting to touch Chen Wan, but suddenly stopped and retracted his hand.

He lowered his eyes and nodded, "Yeah."

Chen Wan didn't notice the slight pause. She softened her voice and comforted him, "It's okay. Dreams are the opposite of reality. Don't be sad."

Lin Yu did not respond, but just looked at her silently.

He used his eyes to picture Chen Wan's appearance.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. In two days I will be eighteen years old. I will be an adult and can protect you." Chen Wan coaxed him like a child, stroking the corners of his drooping eyes with his warm fingertips, trying to wipe away his sorrow.

"Eighteen years old..." Lin Yu asked in a daze after hearing this, "What gift do you want?"

"No need to bring gifts." Chen Wan smiled, his eyebrows and eyes softened, and his tone was serious, "If you can spend time with me, that's enough."

Lin Yu shook his head and said, "I will give you a gift."

In fact, if you listen carefully, you can detect the deliberate sense of alienation in this sentence.

But Lin Yu handled this indifference calmly, and it was more like a warning to himself.

Chen Wan saw that his eyes were becoming clearer and clearer, and thought that his fever must have subsided, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

I smiled and asked him, "What are you going to give me?"

Lin Yu distanced himself from her, thought for a moment, and said, "I'll try my best to find anything you like and give it to you."

Chen Wan nodded, and said slowly, with the corners of his eyes curved like willow buds. "It's not that troublesome."

Because that person is right in front of me.

"If you think it's too troublesome, you can make a mark first, and then I'll bring it to you."

"Make a mark?" Chen Wan heard him suggest this. "As long as the mark is made, it's mine, right?"

Lin Yu nodded, "Yeah."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wan looked at Lin Yu carefully, wondering where to make the mark to make it unique.

Her sight moved from his deep eyebrows to his straight nose, and finally slowly moved down to his thin lips with distinct lines.

After a pause in her heart, she suddenly became restless, causing her to break away from her normal state and give rise to reckless courage.

Chen Wan reached out and held Lin Yu's face, and at the moment he was stunned, he moved closer.

Perhaps because of the fever he had before, his lips were hot but soft, like summer clouds.

She pursed her lips and tasted the slightly bitter medicine.

Lin Yu lowered his eyes and saw Chen Wan's long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly.

As light as a butterfly's wing, and like a frivolous feather, it weighed on his heartstrings.

The lips feel moist and warm, like tasting a dewy cherry, soft, elastic and sweet.

Chen Wan's kiss was awkward, just a light taste.

Like a little kid asking for candy for the first time on Christmas Eve, a little shy but also very brave.

Lin Yu's nose rubbed against her fair cheek, which was a little cold but very soft.

It almost made him sink.

Chen Wan wanted to leave a mark, so the kiss moved to his lower lip and he bit it lightly, leaving faint teeth marks.

Her pearly teeth accidentally touched his fangs, and under the gentle grinding, they both felt a silent vibration.

The souls seemed to resonate.

In this ambiguous atmosphere, Lin Yu closed his eyes and forced himself to regain his sanity.

He supported himself with his hands and leaned back using the force, creating some distance between him and Chen Wan.

He looked away, trying to formulate appropriate words.

Chen Wan also sat back in his original position, put his palms on his knees, and acted like a good boy again.

The hot flashes on my face lingered and turned as red as a tomato.

She stared at the shallow mark on Lin Yu's lower lip for a few seconds, then nodded solemnly and said to him, "This will be considered a mark."