Chapter 60 Giving up is impossible

The fluffy hair touched Wang Yan's chin, reminding him of the Chinese rural dogs raised in the countryside.

When Wang Yan was a child, no one wanted to play with him except for a big yellow dog.

Playing those chase games was one of the few happy memories Wang Yan had.

Wang Yan's heart melted completely because of Su Yueming's words.

He agreed to Su Yueming almost without hesitation, "Okay, then you can come with me."

At this moment, Wang Yan forgot that Su Yueming was someone he had imprisoned, and only felt that she was his lover.

He wanted to treat Su Yueming with all his heart.

Su Yueming was surprised that Wang Yan agreed so quickly, and his eyes practically lit up with excitement.

"It's so kind of you."

Su Yueming shook Wang Yan's body playfully.

Wang Yan smiled and patted his arm. "It's cold outside, I'll go get you a coat."

"good."

Leaving Su Yueming's embrace, Wang Yan went into the bedroom and opened the wardrobe.

His wardrobe doesn't contain many valuable clothes; most of them were bought on sale during off-seasons.

He searched through the wardrobe but couldn't find anything he liked.

Wang Yan felt that none of the clothes in the wardrobe were good enough for Su Yueming.

This realization frustrated him.

In the end, he took the most windproof black coat, not wanting Su Yueming to catch a cold.

She walked out of the bedroom and helped Su Yueming put on his coat.

It was an ordinary coat, but the moment he put it on, it inexplicably became haute couture.

"How about it?"

Su Yueming deliberately asked Wang Yan a question.

He certainly knew he was a walking clothes hanger.

Previously, when he held concerts, his makeup and outfits would always top the trending searches.

He simply wanted to hear Wang Yan praise him; that would make him happier than any honor.

Wang Yan stood in front of him and didn't hold back his praise, "Very handsome."

"I love it when you praise me."

Su Yueming smiled, feeling secretly pleased.

"Alright, let's go."

Wang Yan thought to himself, if he dawdles any longer, Shen Le'an will die of a high fever at home.

"All right."

Su Yueming shrugged; he was deliberately dawdling.

Ideally, the euphorbia milii should die from a high fever.

It's getting cold; your hands will get cold when riding an electric scooter.

So Wang Yan took Su Yueming by taxi to Shen Le'an's house.

Throughout the journey, Su Yueming kept praying for a traffic jam, preferably one that would last at least an hour.

Unfortunately, heaven did not hear his prayers. The journey was smooth and he didn't even encounter many red lights.

Su Yueming gritted his teeth and got out of the car with Wang Yan, his feet stepping onto the asphalt road.

Looking at the huge residential area in front of him, and then at the location that Shen Le'an had sent him, Wang Yan and Su Yueming finally found it after going through many twists and turns and asking two passersby.

After walking up to the third floor and stopping, Wang Yan confirmed that this was the address and slowly turned the doorknob.

Shen Le'an indeed did not lock the door.

"The Eucommia ulmoides".

Wang Yan walked into the living room and called out to him softly.

Su Yueming followed closely behind and walked in.

His gaze swept over his surroundings like a scanner. Looking at the living room where Shen Le'an's belongings were arranged fairly neatly, Su Yueming curled his lip in disdain.

"He seems to be in the bedroom," Wang Yan said, turning to Su Yueming. "I'll go in and check on him."

"I'll go too."

So the two of them went into the bedroom together.

The bedroom was dimly lit by the eucalyptus leaves, and the moment I stepped in, it felt like I had entered another world.

After his eyes adjusted to the light, Wang Yan could see Shen Le'an lying on the bed.

His cheeks were flushed an unnatural red, and his breathing was heavy and hot.

"The Eucommia ulmoides".

After saying this, Wang Yan was about to walk towards Shen Le'an.

However, he had only taken one step when Su Yueming grabbed his wrist from behind.

"I called him, 'Go get some water.'"

Su Yueming spoke in this way.

Looking at his confident demeanor, Wang Yan said, "That's fine too."

So Wang Yan turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

Su Yueming walked to Shen Le'an's side in two steps. He reached out and pushed his shoulder with a look of disgust. "Wake up and get up to take your medicine."

Su Yueming wouldn't have volunteered if he didn't want to see Wang Yan touch it.

"Brother Yan, is that you?"

Shen Le'an opened his eyes groggily and looked at the person standing beside him.

"No, it's me who's here."

Su Yueming said expressionlessly.

Shen Le'an's eyes widened instantly, filled with defensiveness. He forced himself to sit up halfway. "Why is it you?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the bedroom door was pushed open again.

This time, it was Wang Yan who came in.

Shen Le'an looked in the direction of the voice and met Wang Yan's eyes. "Brother Yan, why did he come along too?"

Su Yueming didn't take it seriously, and even took the water cup and fever reducer from Wang Yan's hand.

"He wanted to come with me."

Wang Yan's statement can be considered an explanation.

Shen Le'an was about to say something more, but Su Yueming interrupted, "Should I feed you your medicine?"

"unnecessary."

Shen Le'an stared at him gloomily and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Then he took the cold medicine from Su Yueming's hands.

After swallowing the cold medicine with warm water, Shen Le'an knew perfectly well that today's plans had fallen through again.

He's been taking cold showers continuously at home these past few days, deliberately trying to catch a cold.

Thinking that catching a cold would evoke Wang Yan's sympathy.

Afterwards, she would ask Wang Yan to stay and take care of her, taking this opportunity to cultivate their relationship.

But now Wang Yan's boyfriend has come along too.

All close contact turned into nothing.

He even shoved his shoulder hard twice, which hurt quite a bit.

"If you still don't have it by tonight, you'll need to go to the hospital for an IV drip."

Wang Yan earnestly advised Shen Le'an.

Before Shen Le'an could speak, Su Yueming interjected, "Husband, he's an adult. He definitely knows what's important and what's urgent."

Shen Le'an rolled his eyes inwardly.

Are you married? She's already calling him "husband."

"Le An, do you think what I said is right?"

Su Yueming lowered his head and deliberately asked Shen Le'an a question.

What could Shen Le'an say? He could only force a smile and agree, "Brother Ming is right."

Su Yueming nodded smugly. If anyone wanted to compete with him, he would need to cultivate for a few more years.

"So honey, let's go home."

Su Yueming lifted his foot and walked back towards Wang Yan.

Wang Yan really couldn't get used to being called "husband," especially with other people present.

So Wang Yan elbowed Su Yueming and lowered his voice, "Don't shout like that, there are still people here."

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Su Yueming quickly admitted his mistake.

However, this scene struck Shen Le'an as extremely jarring.

In particular, Wang Yan's shy expression pierced his heart like steel needles, making him wish he could gouge his own eyes out.

He couldn't accept it, but giving it up was impossible for him.

"I've left the fever reducer and anti-inflammatory medicine in the living room." Wang Yan looked at Shen Le'an, who was leaning against the headboard, and instructed, "Don't forget to take your medicine."

"I see."

Shen Le'an forced a bitter smile.

"Then you get some rest. He and I will be leaving now."

Su Yueming had been waiting for these words. His lips curled up quickly, and he even put his arm around Wang Yan's shoulder.

Shen Le'an remained silent, his gaze fixed heavily on Wang Yan.

Giving up on pursuing Wang Yan was impossible; the word "give up" didn't exist in his dictionary.