Chapter 89 Psychological Trauma vs. Clingy Puppy "The Last Leash..."

Although Wen Yinhe had regained his composure, he still woke up from nightmares several times that night.

Every time he closes his eyes, all he sees is the terrifying image of Lu Huaijin sitting in the car sliding down the cliff.

At the moment the vehicle exploded, Wen Yinhe's body would tremble violently, then he would suddenly open his eyes, his breathing would become rapid and heavy, and he would be covered in cold sweat.

However, whenever he woke up, Lu Huaijin beside him would also wake up and subconsciously pull Wen Yinhe into his arms.

Even though her eyelids were almost closed, she still instinctively kissed Wen Yinhe's head, her gentle, slightly hoarse voice murmuring soothingly:

"Don't be afraid, baby... I'm here with you. Sleep peacefully, sweetie..."

Lu Huaijin's voice grew softer and softer, and his words became increasingly indistinct. He soon fell into a deep sleep again.

In the darkness, Wen Yinhe's eyes stung and burned. He buried his face in Lu Huaijin's shoulder and quietly wiped away his tears.

Psychological trauma is not so easy to overcome, just like the birthday cake he didn't get to eat back then.

Although he appears perfectly normal on the surface, he has actually never celebrated a birthday since his parents passed away.

Lu Huaijin knew about his psychological trauma. In all the years they had lived together, he had never bought him a cake, and even on his own birthday, he only ate longevity noodles instead.

The two of them tacitly agreed never to bring up the topic.

Huai Jin loved him, respected him, and understood him. She never forced him to overcome this psychological shadow.

Although they loved each other so deeply, they were also so clear-headed and rational as to know that love is not a panacea.

Unless Wen Yinhe's parents come back to life, Wen Yinhe will never be able to truly let go of the past.

Wen Yinhe's fear of possibly losing Lu Huaijin was like a brand, deeply etched into his soul the moment the car plunged off the cliff.

He wasn't unable to get over that scene; he just couldn't get over the pain of possibly losing Lu Huaijin.

Unlike the birthday cake, Lu Huaijin did not leave, but lived on.

You can see him, touch him, hug him, kiss him, and feel his presence every moment.

He hasn't truly lost anything, so he will surely be healed by time.

He'll recover, as long as Huai Jin stays by his side.

Wen Yinhe gently stroked Lu Huaijin's hair and lightly kissed his forehead.

Then, by the moonlight, she gazed at him quietly, her eyes softer than the moonlight and clearer than the moon's glow, as if they contained the most delicate and deepest love in the world.

Once Lu Huaijin had fallen into a deep sleep, he quietly got out of bed and went to sleep in the guest room next door.

He knew all too well the pain of intermittent sleep, and he didn't want Huai Jin to be unable to get a good night's sleep because he had to keep comforting him.

However, what Wen Yinhe didn't know was that two hours after he left, Lu Huaijin in his dream suddenly felt inexplicably anxious, his hands unconsciously reaching around him, only to find nothing there.

Lu Huaijin woke up groggily and found that the person next to him was gone. After blinking in confusion, his mind suddenly cleared.

He quickly sat up in bed, went to the bathroom to check, but no one was there. After thinking for a moment, he simply left the bedroom and quietly opened the door to the next room.

Sure enough, the blankets on the bed were bunched up, and there was clearly a tall person lying inside.

Lu Huaijin was both annoyed and helpless. How could he not understand why Wen Yinhe had run out? His heart felt sour and numb, like a lemon falling into water, bubbling and gurgling, yet he couldn't help but feel incredibly soft.

He tiptoed over, squatted down by the bed, and quietly watched Wen Yinhe for a while in the moonlight.

Wen Yinhe was clearly not sleeping soundly. His body was curled up in an insecure position, with most of his face buried in the quilt. His slightly long bangs covered his eyebrows and eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his breathing was uneven.

Lu Huaijin couldn't help but frown, and couldn't resist reaching out to gently stroke Wen Yinhe's head. The tenderness in his eyes was as gentle as moonlight, warmly enveloping the lonely person on the bed.

Unbeknownst to him, just two hours earlier, the man he was gazing at had looked at him with the same tender and affectionate eyes.

When Lu Huaijin felt his legs getting a little numb, he stood up, carefully lifted the blanket over Wen Yinhe's other side, held his breath, and quietly slipped inside.

The moment his familiar aura approached Wen Yinhe, Wen Yinhe, in his sleep, seemed to have activated a radar that automatically recognized "Lu Huaijin," and suddenly turned around, pulling Lu Huaijin's warm body into his arms.

She also crossed her legs and draped them over Lu Huaijin's body.

Her lips and nose were buried deep in Lu Huaijin's shoulder, constantly inhaling his scent, while her warm breath tickled his sensitive skin, making it ticklish and evoking a feeling of tenderness.

He wrapped Lu Huaijin tightly from head to toe in a koala-like posture, which was extremely domineering and possessive.

His previously furrowed brows gradually relaxed at this moment, and even his slightly unsteady breathing completely calmed down.

Like a small boat rocking in the wind and waves, it has finally found a safe and reassuring shore to dock.

Lu Huaijin was slightly stunned, then his heart collapsed, and he surrendered instantly, becoming incredibly soft.

He turned his head and kissed Wen Yinhe's temple, then buried his face in Wen Yinhe's soft hair and fell asleep with Wen Yinhe.

At the moment Wen Yinhe embraced him, Lu Huaijin found a place where he could finally find peace and rest.

When Wen Yinhe woke up the next morning, he subconsciously hugged Lu Huaijin and rubbed against him.

However, as memories slowly flooded back into his mind, Wen Yinhe finally realized that this was not a bedroom, but a guest room.

Lu Huaijin, who should have been sleeping in the bedroom, inexplicably appeared in his arms again.

Wen Yinhe's body suddenly stiffened, and he swallowed nervously.

Lu Huaijin, who had woken up first, kissed his cheek, looking at him with a half-smile. His voice, husky with the peculiarities of early morning, was deep and sexy, incredibly alluring.

"Why are you awake so early? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Wen Yinhe looked like he had done something wrong, and nuzzled Lu Huaijin's cheek with the tip of his nose in a conciliatory manner. His voice was still a little hoarse as he cautiously asked, "Huaijin, what are you doing here?"

“After you secretly ran away yesterday, I woke up too,” Lu Huaijin kissed Wen Yinhe’s lips, his low, husky voice revealing a hint of barely perceptible grievance. “Without you by my side, I couldn’t sleep, so I came to find you.”

Wen Yinhe was slightly taken aback, and immediately felt extremely guilty. He touched Lu Huaijin's face and murmured, "I thought you could sleep better if I wasn't by your side."

Lu Huaijin found this statement laughable; how could there be any logic that things would be better if one's lover wasn't by one's side?

He propped his head up with one hand and forcefully pinched Wen Yinhe's chin with the other, completely baffled as to what outrageous things this man was thinking all day long.

"Now you know, I can't sleep even more when you're not around. Just like you can't live without me, I can't live without you either. We're both so inseparable. Don't leave me behind and run off again next time, okay?"

Wen Yinhe lowered his head and kissed Lu Huaijin's fingertips, which were so close to his own. He looked at him pitifully and obediently lowered his head to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, I will never do it again."

"You were wrong this time, and I accept your apology."

Lu Huaijin nodded primly, his fingers suddenly escaping from Wen Yinhe's lips and landing on Wen Yinhe's neck, lightly hooking from his Adam's apple to his chin.

Her long eyelashes drooped lazily, and each light blink felt like a gentle itch on Wen Yinhe's heart.

"So... what about your compensation?"

Wen Yinhe gazed at Lu Huaijin's rosy cheeks as he slept, and the large expanse of exquisite collarbone exposed beneath his disheveled pajamas. His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and he suddenly felt incredibly thirsty early in the morning.

So he decided to find something to drink.

He rolled over and covered Lu Huaijin's body, his soft kisses landing on Lu Huaijin's chest through his pajamas, his straight nose wrinkling the fabric, before moving downwards, inhaling deeply and rubbing against him.

"Then, I offer my sincere apologies to Mr. Lu."

...

Today's breakfast is milk.

Wen Yinhe took a taste first.

Lu Huaijin's mouth watered at the sight of it, and he wanted to drink it too. After Wen Yinhe finished drinking, he also enjoyed a meal.

Although Wen Yinhe woke up many times at night, they went to bed early and for a long time, so they were considered to have rested well when they woke up.

Lu Huaijin hadn't been to work for so many days, and he had accumulated a lot of work. His assistant called to report back at nine o'clock in the morning.

The phone call lasted a full hour, and it was just a simple summary of the past few days, giving Lu Huaijin a general idea.

For more details, we'll need to meet with the company in person.

On the other end of the phone, the assistant concisely and accurately reported the names of several people and the projects currently in hand: "Mr. Lu, several shareholders want to see you."

Lu Huaijin paused slightly, turned to look at Wen Yinhe's face, and seeing that he was in good condition, he thought he should finish quickly and then stay a few more days to spend more time with Wen Yinhe, so he said:

"Okay, I understand. I'll go there this afternoon."

Wen Yinhe's breathing faltered slightly, though it wasn't visible on his face; only the darkness in his eyes deepened imperceptibly.

Lu Huaijin didn't notice the subtle change in Wen Yinhe's expression. After hanging up the phone, he walked over, naturally put his arm around Wen Yinhe's neck, and kissed the corner of his lips: "Can you stay home alone today?"

Wen Yinhe clenched his fist quietly in an unseen corner, staring intently at Lu Huaijin, his lips slightly pursed, and asked softly in a hoarse voice, "...Are you going back to work?"

“Yes, I need to meet with a few shareholders today, and also check with my assistant about the work from the past few days,” Lu Huaijin said soothingly, rubbing the back of Wen Yinhe’s neck. His voice was sexy and mature, full of the decisiveness and temperament of a leader. “It won’t take long, I’ll be back soon.”

Wen Yinhe didn't speak, but suddenly raised his hand and pressed down on Lu Huaijin's head, opened his lips and kissed him deeply, penetrating him without warning.

Lu Huaijin was slightly taken aback, then obediently raised his arm and wrapped it tightly around Wen Yinhe's neck, affectionately extending his tongue to let the man take it into his mouth and suck and taste it.

After the kiss, both of them were panting and their faces were flushed.

Lu Huaijin kissed Wen Yinhe's lips tenderly, rubbing the back of his reddened ear and said, "Alright, I'm going upstairs to change my clothes. The driver will be here to pick me up soon."

Wen Yinhe remained silent, following Lu Huaijin silently to the bedroom. He then stood quietly in the corner, staring intently at Lu Huaijin as he changed clothes.

Wen Yinhe watched as Lu Huaijin took off his pajamas and put on a clean white shirt, his beautiful muscle lines taut and unfolding as he stretched his limbs.

Broad shoulders, an upright back, a lean waist that tapers slightly inward, and straight, powerful legs—every part of him exudes the characteristics of a mature man, making him incredibly sexy.

Wen Yinhe's breathing quickened slightly, and his gaze towards Lu Huaijin was filled with infatuation, his face flushing slightly.

Lu Huaijin noticed Wen Yinhe's intense gaze. He paused slightly as he was about to bend down to get his pants. He raised an eyebrow, then suddenly sat back on the bed, legs spread wide, facing Wen Yinhe directly.

"You like watching me change clothes, you little pervert... Well, you'd better watch carefully."

A tie that hadn't been mailed yet was wrapped around the man's neck, hanging down on his muscular chest, with the end between his legs.

It swayed back and forth with the man's slight movements.

Wen Yinhe's gaze was also fixed on the swaying tie, his face flushed red, the color spreading down his neck as he swallowed repeatedly, the veins on it turning red as well.

Lu Huaijin put on his white shirt, tied his tie, buttoned every button of his suit jacket, and put on his suit socks.

Wen Yinhe's eyes widened in admiration, his cheeks flushed crimson, before he finally put on his trousers at a leisurely pace.

"Honey, is it pretty?"

After putting on his belt, Lu Huaijin didn't fasten it properly. Instead, he walked loosely to Wen Yinhe, grabbed Wen Yinhe's hand, and placed it on his belt.

"Could you fasten the last belt for me?"

However, what followed was Wen Yinhe suddenly pinning him down on the bed with his heavy body and a suffocatingly hot kiss.

The clothes I finally managed to put on were all crumpled up again.

Ten minutes later, Lu Huaijin had to change into another set of clothes.

After glancing at the message on his phone, he ruffled Wen Yinhe's hair and kissed his flushed cheek.

"The driver will be here in five minutes, I should get off now."

Wen Yinhe did not utter a single word from beginning to end.

I neither said it was good nor bad.

It was just like Lu Huaijin's little tail, clinging firmly to his buttocks. Although it didn't speak, its presence was so strong that it was impossible to ignore.

Lu Huaijin vaguely sensed that something was wrong with Wen Yinhe.

He always puts Wen Yinhe's mental state first, and in fact, he doesn't want to leave anymore.

But he was really curious about how many more tricks this overly cute man could pull, so he pretended to know nothing and continued walking downstairs.

If Lu Huaijin had ever owned a pet, he would know that Wen Yinhe's current behavior was exactly like that of a puppy that didn't want its owner to go to work.

But the puppy couldn't speak, so it could only keep wrapping its soft body around its owner's legs and desperately trying to paw at its owner to prevent them from leaving.

Wen Yinhe is eloquent, but he is shy and embarrassed.

She could only circle around Lu Huaijin silently, like a small dog that couldn't speak, constantly pouncing on him, trying to hold him back with her lips, her face, and her body.

So, as Lu Huaijin was sitting in the entryway changing his shoes, a tall figure suddenly sidled up to him, pinned him against the wall, grabbed his chin domineeringly, and kissed him again in an unreasonable manner.