Chapter 35 The self-inflicted injury ruse worked quite well.
Yan Yu stayed with Shen Jin until almost dawn before leaving. Before leaving, he looked at the lifeless face lying on the bed without any emotion, and when he looked at the body covered with bruises and red marks, a look of disgust reappeared in his eyes.
The thought that this body had been sold to someone else and manipulated by them filled him with disgust, and he couldn't understand if he had been crazy to spend the whole night making love with him.
When Yan Yu returned to his residence, it was already morning. As soon as he drove in, he saw Xie Li sleeping in the hanging chair at home and was momentarily stunned.
The servants in the villa heard the sound and quickly came out, greeting him with a smile: "Young Master, you're back."
Yan Yu frowned, but didn't say anything. After getting out of the car, he looked at the person sleeping in the swing chair not far away and asked softly, "What's wrong with Ali?"
He felt a little guilty, wondering if he had upset him by insisting on going out last night and made him throw a tantrum.
“Young Master Xie,” the maid, Wang Ma, smiled as she glanced at the handsome and charming young man, her voice softening, “Young Master, you may not know this, but last night you suddenly went out with a sullen face. Young Master Xie was worried and called you several times, but you didn’t answer. He couldn’t sleep well either, so he got up early this morning and sat in the hammock waiting for you.”
Yan Yu was suddenly taken aback. His anger at Shen Jin had subsided somewhat, and he temporarily put the half-dead, motionless person lying on the bed out of his mind. He smiled slightly and asked, "A-Li... were you waiting for me?"
Aunt Wang nodded vigorously and laughed, "Yes, besides waiting for you, who else would let him come out in the middle of the night to be exposed to the wind and bitten by mosquitoes!"
"I understand, you can go ahead and get busy." Yan Yu's smile deepened, his heart filled with joy, because did this mean that Ah Li's heart was gradually opening up to him?
With a smile on his face, he walked very quietly to Xie Li, as if afraid of waking him from his sleep. He squatted down in front of him, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Silly boy, why aren't you sleeping in your room so early in the morning?"
The person on the hanging chair seemed to have been sitting for too long and was stiff. Suddenly, he swayed and almost fell off. Yan Yu quickly caught him, half-embracing his waist and letting him bury his head in his chest. He laughed and said, "Still sleeping? You're going to fall off."
Xie Li nuzzled against his chest, seemingly still half asleep. He slowly opened his sleepy eyes, blinking them with a particularly bewildered look that was indescribably touching. His voice was still a little soft: "Um, Ah... Yu? You're back?"
Hearing these words, Yan Yu felt as if he had been gently tickled by a capricious cat, and couldn't help but laugh and pinch his cheek: "If you're not coming back, how long are you going to sit here and wait? How can you be so silly?"
Xie Li blushed slightly at his intimate gesture, smiled, pushed him away, rubbed her nose, and said awkwardly, "I didn't wait long, I just sat there for a while..."
That's what he said, but Xie Li secretly wished he could strangle that guy surnamed Chen to death. If it weren't for him, why would Yan Yu have gone out last night against his wishes?
And he was forced to resort to this self-inflicted suffering, sitting here early in the morning, enduring the cool morning breeze and mosquito bites! Why should he have to suffer like this!
Damn the Ashes! But...
"Ah Li," Yan Yu smiled and touched his face, then sighed softly, feeling both heartache and helplessness, "The wind was so strong this morning, and you're so weak. What if you catch a cold?"
Looking into Yan Yu's smiling eyes, gentle as water, Xie Li understood that the self-inflicted injury scheme had worked quite well...
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