Chapter 64 Damn it! Yan Yu, that old stud dog!
Yan Yu and Rong Lan were not close friends and had only met a limited number of times. At most, they could only be considered acquaintances on the surface, exchanging a few polite words with each other, but had no contact or conversation in private.
To Yan Yu's surprise, he actually ran into him for the second time in the city during this period. This was probably fate, that they could bump into each other even at the hospital.
Yan Yu turned around and smiled at him: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to run into Young Master Rong here."
Rong Lan's attire remained the same as before, noble and elegant, with a white shirt paired with black trousers, and gold-rimmed glasses still perched on her nose. Her dark eyes held a smile, and a suitable smile graced her lips.
Rong Lan walked over to them and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to run into President Yan twice in such a short time since I came to this city. What a coincidence."
"Not at all, we're old acquaintances. It's been a while since Young Master Rong came to this city, and I haven't had a chance to properly entertain him." Yan Yu naturally exchanged a few polite words to save face for the other party. "Young Master Rong, why are you in the hospital? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's just a minor cold, I've come to get my medicine." Rong Lan smiled, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the masked man next to him. The man's bright eyes were staring intently at him, causing Rong Lan to pause for a moment in surprise.
Yan Yu noticed Rong Lan's reaction, then glanced at Shen Jin, who was staring intently at Rong Lan, and was a little confused. He couldn't help but reach out and ruffle Shen Jin's hair, saying helplessly, "What's wrong? You can't stare at people like that, it's so impolite."
Shen Jin heard his words but did not react. He continued to stare intently at Rong Lan, as if he wanted to stare a hole through the other person before he was satisfied. Deep down, he also felt a vague sense of familiarity.
"You..." Before Shen Jin could react, he couldn't help but blurt out, "What's your name..."
Rong Lan snapped out of his daze, a faint smile appearing on his handsome face. He couldn't quite figure out what had been causing that strange feeling in his heart, and said with a smile, "My name is Rong Lan."
Shen Jin didn't speak again, he just stared at him.
Yan Yu thought that he might have a high fever and couldn't distinguish anything. To prevent him from saying anything unpleasant, he could only pull Shen Jin behind him and smile at Rong Lan, "I'm really sorry, he has a high fever and his mind is confused. He can't distinguish many things."
"It's nothing." Rong Lan smiled calmly, then glanced at the person behind him. Even though he was just an insignificant stranger, he couldn't help but blurt out, "What's your name?"
"Ah..." Shen Jin stared blankly for a long time, his eyes momentarily vacant and then becoming somewhat empty. He murmured absentmindedly, "What's my name... what's my name... right, what's my name..."
Yan Yu had a headache, sighed softly, quickly turned his head to rub his face, trying to soothe him, and then smiled at Rong Lan, "I'm sorry, you must be embarrassed. He has a high fever now, I'll take him to get checked out first."
"Okay, sure." Rong Lan smiled.
Yan Yu nodded and tugged at Shen Jin, only to find that he didn't budge, as if he had suddenly become obsessed with Rong Lan, staring intently at him, which made Yan Yu feel a little helpless: "Let's go, stop fooling around."
He pulled Shen Jin a few steps away, but for some reason, the latter suddenly reached out and grabbed Rong Lan's wrist.
"Hmm?" Rong Lan looked at him with some confusion.
After Shen Jin grabbed his wrist, he didn't say anything, just stared at him. His eyes would sometimes ripple with emotion, and sometimes become very calm. He seemed to be confused himself, but these actions seemed to be a physical reaction.
"What are you doing? Stop messing around!" Yan Yu quickly came over and pried his hands off. He had a headache and couldn't understand what was wrong with him all of a sudden. After pulling him aside, he said to Rong Lan, "You don't need to pay attention to him."
Rong Lan simply smiled and remained silent.
Regardless of whether Shen Jin was willing or not, Yan Yu simply dragged him away. In his opinion, Shen Jin was already running a high fever and his mind was not working properly. If he stayed any longer and kept pulling at Rong Lan, who knew what kind of joke he would make.
Shen Jin, who was being pulled away, didn't utter a word until Rong Lan was out of sight. Only then did he turn his gaze away, looking somewhat dazed and lost, and whispered, "Gone..."
"Gone? How did it disappear?" Yan Yu pulled him into the attending physician's office. Seeing his dejected look, he lowered his voice and said, "It's impolite to pull or tug at strangers. You can't do that again, understand?"
"Oh..." Shen Jin pursed his thin lips, feeling down and not wanting to pay attention to him. He just sniffed hard, feeling a little wronged, and tears welled up in his eyes for no reason.
He felt as if something was missing, as if he had no longer become himself, yet he was powerless to change it, his heart empty...
Yan Yu didn't know why he was sad, so he just assumed that he was just being irritable because he was sick. He let him continue to feel aggrieved, and then the doctor examined him and took him to the ward to get an IV drip.
Shen Jin seemed oblivious to everything, lost in his own world of sorrow. His eyes were red, and his nose was also a little red, which made Yan Yu feel a pang of heartache. He asked, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Shen Jin glanced at him, feeling even more aggrieved, so she ignored him and just bit her lower lip, stubbornly trying to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
Outside the hospital, Rong Lan picked up the medicine and got into her car. Just as she was about to drive away, she couldn't help but glance back into the hospital.
For some reason, he had a strange feeling of familiarity with a stranger. Then he reached out and touched the pendant on his chest, a faint smile playing on his thin lips, and shook his head: "What are you thinking about?"
What are you thinking? How could that be?
Some people are gone and that's it. Even if you don't want to admit it, sometimes reality is just that cruel. The dead won't come back to life because of so-called "reluctance to let go".
There are millions of people in the world, and there will always be one or two who have some similarities, but they can never be the same person.
Having realized this, Rong Lan withdrew her gaze, no longer lingering, and drove away from the hospital without looking back.
After leaving the villa, Xie Li went straight to the place where he met his brother. As soon as they met, he gave his brother a big hug. After eating, drinking and chatting, he went with his brother to his territory.
"Here, you can do whatever you want, no one will dare touch you. If anyone makes you suffer, just tell me!" Xie Cheng patted his shoulder, a rare smile appearing on his usually cold and gloomy face, which made the other underlings look terrified, but they dared not utter a sound.
Xie Cheng is involved in many gray-market products, operates in the underground world, deals with many people, and is very successful. He owns many businesses, both overt and covert.
His private life was also quite chaotic.
"Are you feeling any better?" Xie Cheng lit a cigarette, glanced at him, and couldn't help but feel sorry for him, remembering how frail he had been since childhood. He sighed softly, "I heard you moved in with Yan Yu. How's it going?"
Xie Li's eyes flickered slightly, then he smiled and said, "What are you talking about? We're just ordinary friends, what progress could there be?"
"Friends? Others may not understand you, but do you think I don't?" Xie Cheng reached out and ruffled his hair, took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring. "If you both like each other, you should hurry up and get engaged, lest things get complicated."
Xie Li was taken aback: "What?"
“Don’t you like Yan Yu? It just so happens that he likes you too and has been pursuing you for several years. I think you two should get engaged.” Xie Cheng said so matter-of-factly. “If you’re shy, I can bring it up with him for you. You’re already living together.”
"No, no, brother, this isn't right." Xie Li quickly shook his head and forced a smile. "You might have misunderstood. Yan Yu might not have those kinds of feelings for me. He... he brought other people back to the villa..."
When Xie Li said this, her voice was very soft, and she kept her head very low, looking extremely aggrieved.
"What did you say?" Xie Cheng thought he had misheard. When Xie Cheng repeated himself, his face, which had just been slightly smiling, instantly turned furious. He threw his cigarette on the ground, stomped on it, and cursed, "Damn it! Yan Yu, that old stud dog!"
Xie Li was somewhat embarrassed by his sudden rude words. Even though what he said seemed to be true, Yan Yu was still someone he liked. However, he also understood his brother's bad temper.
When Xie Cheng got angry, all the other underlings on the street wisely slipped away, afraid of becoming his punching bags.
"Tell me what happened!" Xie Cheng suppressed his anger for the time being, took a deep breath, and said, "Tell me clearly, and I'll help you get revenge!"
After hesitating for a while, Xie Li finally spoke up. He told Xie Cheng that Yan Yu initially brought him home because he wanted to be with him, but then someone else became a third party and interfered in their relationship.
Because of an accident, that person got injured. Feeling guilty, Yan Yu took the person home. From then on, Yan Yu spent all his time on that person. In addition, the other party deliberately interfered, and their relationship grew further and further apart.
When Xie Li said this, she seemed heartbroken, very sad. Suddenly she laughed, but as she laughed, her eyes reddened, and her voice became a little hoarse: "Brother, what should I do... Did I do something wrong? Why... why is he suddenly treating me like this?"
"Alright, stop crying, stop crying!" Xie Cheng felt sorry for him whenever he cried, and patted his shoulder. "It's just a man! He's cheated on you, you bastard!"
Tears streamed down Xie Li's face as she complained to her brother, as if she had suffered a great injustice: "But... I'm not reconciled. I've been by his side for so many years, why did it have to end like this..."
A dark glint flashed in Xie Cheng's eyes, and he seemed to have come up with some wicked idea. He chuckled coldly, "I'll help you get revenge. What's yours will always be yours. I don't care where that mistress came from. Does she even deserve to compete with you for it?!"
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