Chapter 71 You Can't Leave Me

Just a moment ago everything was calm, but now a strong wind is blowing.

Tiny snowflakes fell and landed on Wang Yan's shoulder.

Wang Yan opened his mouth, and every word he uttered seemed to be filled with pain, "I don't believe you can be so kind."

Shen Le'an laughed, never expecting that Wang Yan could see through him.

He bent down and picked up the fallen vegetables: "It's okay."

"But do you dare to take a gamble?" Shen Le'an handed the plastic bag back to Wang Yan.

How do we bet?

Wang Yan did not take it, his gaze scrutinizing.

Shen Le'an looked down at his watch. "It's eleven o'clock in the morning now. You just need to wait until eleven o'clock tomorrow to go home."

He said confidently, "During this period, you can just squat outside the door and wait for the rabbit to run into the tree stump."

Wang Yan pursed his lips, his eyes trembling slightly: "He'll worry about me."

"Is that so?" Shen Le'an twitched the corners of his mouth, his words as sharp as knives: "That's just wishful thinking on your part."

Every word struck Wang Yan's heart with precision.

“If you’re not afraid, why don’t you try?” Shen Le’an continued to coax, “It’s just a test.”

Wang Yan, expressionless, snatched the bag of vegetables from Shen Le'an's hands.

“I wasn’t afraid,” Wang Yan emphasized in a hoarse voice. “Perhaps things weren’t good at first, but I believe he loves me.”

“Okay.” Shen Le’an shrugged. “Then I’ll wait with you.”

Wang Yan walked the fifteen-minute journey with extraordinary slowness, like a snail crawling on the ground.

His mind was in complete chaos, and he couldn't find a single clue.

The moment Wang Yan stepped into the residential area, a scene flashed through his mind.

It was the scene of Su Yueming blow-drying his hair that day.

He always felt that something was wrong, but if Su Yueming really walked out of that door today, then everything would make sense.

Shen Le'an followed closely behind Wang Yan, though he didn't know whether Su Yueming would come out of that door.

But he just wanted to take a gamble; even if he lost, he wouldn't lose anything.

Why not?

Standing at the door, Wang Yan did not reach for the keys for the first time.

Instead, it stood silently, like a statue.

Shen Le'an found standing tiring, so he plopped down on the steps.

The snow outside the window was falling heavier and heavier, and cold air kept pouring in, causing Wang Yan to shiver for no reason.

“I won’t wait until tomorrow,” Wang Yan murmured, his head bowed. “I’ll only wait until 2 p.m., he hasn’t eaten yet.”

"Alright."

Shen Le'an wanted to roll his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of the anticipation that time flew by.

Like grains of sand tightly clenched in the palm of your hand, they are becoming increasingly scarce.

When it was one o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yan took a deep breath.

He felt much relieved, and at the same time, he found it ridiculous that he had believed Shen Le'an's words.

How could he doubt Su Yueming? Of course, he didn't run away during the concert, so why would he want to leave now?

Wang Yan shook his head and turned around to persuade Shen Le'an to go home.

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Su Yueming never expected that Wang Yan would go out to buy groceries and then never return.

He paced back and forth in the living room, a sense of unease swirling in his mind.

He watched the clock ticking away, watching time slip away bit by bit.

Although he didn't know how far the market was from his home, Wang Yan always made it home in about an hour.

But now three or four hours have passed, and there is still no sound of footsteps outside the door.

Su Yueming was extremely irritable and anxious.

Catastrophic thoughts kept popping up from the bottom of my heart, worrying whether Wang Yan had been in a car accident or had been kidnapped.

These two emotions kept pulling him in opposite directions; his hands and feet began to grow cold, and fear still occupied his mind.

He couldn't stand it.

He couldn't accept Wang Yan not being by his side, not in any way.

Just as a person cannot exist without a shadow.

Su Yueming took a deep breath; he decided to go out and look for Wang Yan.

Since the locksmith adjusted his blindfold last time, it has become completely useless to him.

Wearing an eye mask when going out is always inconvenient, and it also saves you from being asked questions by others.

So he raised his hand and easily removed the blindfold, just in case he had stuffed it into his pocket.

After doing all that, he walked towards the entrance.

He touched the lock with his fingers and opened the door with a little force.

With a "click," a shadow fell.

Su Yueming subconsciously looked up and saw Wang Yan standing outside the door.

Wang Yan's already frail body appeared even more swaying at this moment, and his face turned as pale as paper.

Su Yueming frowned, quite surprised.

When the sound of clapping echoed in the silent stairwell, Shen Le'an slowly stood up from the stairs.

“I told you so,” Shen Le’an said meaningfully to Wang Yan. “Now you believe me, right?”

Wang Yan turned his head away. "You can leave now."

"As you wish."

Shen Le'an gave Su Yueming a provocative look, then turned and left.

Su Yueming instantly understood everything; he and Wang Yan had been tricked by Shen Le'an.

"I……."

Before he could explain, Wang Yan forcefully pushed him back into the house.

Immediately afterwards, the door was slammed shut.

Their eyes met, and Wang Yan saw his reflection in Su Yueming's eyes.

"What do you want to say?"

Wang Yan's tone remained relatively calm.

"I... I really didn't want to run away. I only went out because I was worried about your safety," Su Yueming said urgently. "Really, I swear, I'm not lying to you."

Wang Yan nodded and pulled open the drawer under the coffee table.

"I trust you."

Wang Yan smiled, and dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Su Yueming smiled, a smile of relief. "I knew you would believe me. We can't be fooled by Shen Le'an."

Wang Yan moved closer to Su Yueming: "I have something I want to show you."

"What is that?"

Su Yueming looked at Wang Yan with curiosity.

At that very moment, Wang Yan covered Su Yueming's mouth and nose with whatever he was holding.

Under Su Yueming's incredulous gaze, he collapsed limply to the ground in just a few breaths.

Wang Yan sat on the ground, reached out and hugged his body, gazing at him with deep eyes.

Tears fell silently.

Wang Yan wanted to roar out loud, to shout, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Why does everyone want to leave him?

Why? Why is that?

"Don't leave me, don't leave me, don't leave me..." Wang Yan finally managed to speak, gritting his teeth as he said, "You can't leave me!"

Su Yueming was unconsciously held in his arms, like a large doll that could be played with at will.