Chapter 62 Resigned

Su Yueming was surprised that Wang Yan would come back so early today.

But that didn't stop him; he raised his hand and wrapped it around Wang Yan's lean waist.

Why are you home so early today?

Su Yueming asked Wang Yan.

"Didn't you always hope I'd come back soon?" Wang Yan's voice held a hint of amusement.

That's true. Every time Wang Yan left for work, Su Yueming would pray like that in his mind.

He couldn't wait for Wang Yan to leave his job so he could stay home with him. Even if he didn't do anything, just looking at him would make him happy.

Is this the magic of love?

"All right."

Su Yueming nodded, not missing a single opportunity to kiss him, "So what reward do you want?"

Having spent a lot of time with him, Wang Yan naturally understood the meaning behind Su Yueming's words.

This time, however, he wasn't shy. Instead, he looked up from Su Yueming's embrace, his brown eyes shimmering with emotion.

Su Yueming lowered his head slightly and looked back into his eyes; their eyes met.

This time, Su Yueming didn't see any shyness on his face; instead, he seemed eager to try.

Leaning forward, Wang Yan kissed Su Yueming's lips.

Today, Wang Yan was unusually proactive and enthusiastic, almost as if he weren't himself.

The two of them fell onto the large bed, their hair intertwined, and Su Yueming opened his mouth in cooperation.

Faced with the fiery enthusiasm of Wang Yan, Su Yueming felt as if every cell in his body was trembling with excitement.

He quickly noticed that something was wrong with Wang Yan. He placed his large hand on Wang Yan's cheek and looked at him breathlessly, "What's wrong? I feel like you're not acting right."

Wang Yan pressed down on Su Yueming, his lips bright red: "No, I don't think so."

"have."

Su Yueming raised his hand and brushed the long hair that was covering Wang Yan's eyes back. "What's wrong?"

Wang Yan knew he couldn't hide it from Su Yueming, so he said, "I plan to resign."

This statement is not entirely false, but it is also half true.

"Really?" Su Yueming's eyes widened unconsciously beneath the blindfold as he asked hesitantly, "You found a new job?"

"no."

Wang Yan was amused by Su Yueming.

He meticulously traced Su Yueming's appearance with his eyes, wishing he could engrave it into his mind so that he would never forget it even after crossing the Bridge of Helplessness and drinking the Meng Po soup.

Why is that?

Su Yueming had a vague feeling that Wang Yan's departure was because of him, but he was also somewhat incredulous.

I want to spend all my time with you.

Wang Yan parted his thin lips slightly and uttered those words softly.

Su Yueming felt as if fireworks were exploding above his head, or as if Lady Luck had finally descended upon him.

This made Su Yueming feel that any wish he made could be fulfilled.

"Is this real? Am I dreaming?"

Su Yueming's tone was full of surprise.

Wang Yan took a deep breath, and with a surge of courage, he raised his finger to touch Su Yueming's cheek.

Her delicate and soft skin gently touched Wang Yan's heartstrings.

Have you ever thought about death?

Wang Yan asked Su Yueming almost subconsciously, though he didn't know what his purpose was.

Su Yueming was slightly taken aback for a second when the topic suddenly changed.

"die?"

"right."

Wang Yan nodded.

"To be honest, I hadn't thought about it," Su Yueming said sincerely. "I felt that death was very far away from me."

"really."

Wang Yan spoke absentmindedly, never having imagined that he would die so young.

Su Yueming gazed at Wang Yan's melancholy face, as if his heart was burdened with many worries.

Anxiety surged into his chest like a whirlwind. Su Yueming grasped Wang Yan's wrist and solemnly said, "Don't talk about dying anymore. We won't die."

"You're right."

Wang Yan nodded in agreement, but the corners of his mouth never turned up in a smile.

Wang Yan had a very painful night. He pressed his head against Su Yueming's chest, listening to his deafening heartbeat.

It's as if only in this way can they prove they're alive.

The following morning, Wang Yan went to the school to submit his resignation letter.

The director repeatedly advised him to reconsider and not to act so impulsively.

Wang Yan sat opposite the director, his attitude resolute, "I've already made up my mind."

The director sighed. Although Wang Yan was not very good at socializing and was not well-liked in the office, he was a very good teacher and never complained about any task assigned to him.

Could you please tell me why?

The director didn't actually want to find out about Wang Yan's affairs; he just wanted to see if he could help.

"I'm so tired."

Wang Yan's back was slightly hunched, and his face was full of weariness.

The director nodded knowingly and stopped trying to persuade him.

"I understand, but you need to hang in there for a few more days. Once you've finished coordinating with the other teachers, you can leave."

"good."

This is exactly what Wang Yan was waiting for.

After leaving the director's office, Wang Yan did not leave immediately, but instead called Chi Qiu.

After all, he was Wang Yan's friend, so it was necessary to say goodbye.

Chi Qiu answered the phone just before it was about to automatically disconnect.

"Hello."

Chi Qiu sounded a little breathless, as if he had been doing some kind of physical labor.

"It's me, Wang Yan."

"I know." Chi Qiu took a deep breath. "What happened?"

Wang Yan's eyelashes fluttered incessantly, and for a moment he didn't know how to bring it up.

A cold wind blew in from the end of the corridor, and Wang Yan raised his hand to pull his coat tighter.

"I... I resigned." Wang Yan licked his lips. "Want to grab a bite to eat together?"

"What?"

Chi Qiu roared on the other end of the phone, his tone full of disbelief, "Why did you resign? This is too sudden."

"I'm so tired."

Wang Yan used the same old excuse.

"Wang Yan".

Chi Qiu solemnly called out his full name for the first time, "You can fool others but you can't fool me. I don't believe that's the reason."

Wang Yan did not expect Chi Qiu to say that.

And they guessed so accurately.

But he won't tell the truth to anyone.

“I’m telling the truth,” Wang Yan repeated, lowering his voice. “If you don’t want to eat, that’s fine. Anyway… there’ll be time later.”

Chi Qiu fell silent on the other end of the phone.

The phone seemed to have been taken away, and the faint sounds of arguing reached Wang Yan's ears.

"Chiqiu, Chiqiu?"

Wang Yan was confused and could only call out to the person on the other end of the phone.

“I’m sorry, I…” Chi Qiu finished his sentence with difficulty, “I don’t have time to go out for dinner today, let’s do it another day.”

"Okay, no problem." Wang Yan paused, his eyes slightly moist. "Take good care of yourself."

"rest assured."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Qiu hurriedly hung up the phone.

The busy signal kept coming in, and Wang Yan put his phone back into his pocket.

He then strode away from the school; he needed to go back and cook for Su Yueming.

Wang Yan kept his birthday in mind.

Because this will be the first birthday he spends with Su Yueming.

He attaches great importance to it.

He didn't sleep well at all in the days leading up to his birthday.

Similarly, Su Yueming didn't sleep well either.

He knew that Wang Yan's birthday was coming up soon, and he was annoyed that he couldn't prepare any birthday gifts for him.

He prayed to God that Wang Yan would remove his blindfold soon.

He will make up for all the birthday gifts Wang Yanqian received over the past twenty-eight years.

The night before his birthday, Wang Yan went to a cake shop and ordered a cake.

Eating cake wasn't the goal; he wanted to make a wish.

Wang Yan knew, of course, that it was fake and that his wish would most likely not come true.

But he wanted to give it a try.