Chapter 81 Old Memories Hidden in the Years
The question flashed through Yan Yu's mind, then vanished in an instant.
He chuckled self-deprecatingly. When his friend Zino first told him this, he found it somewhat absurd, since he hadn't needed to make any so-called choices before.
Isn't there... a way to avoid choosing one of them?
After all, there's nothing wrong with things being the same as before.
As if knowing what he was thinking, Jinuo simply shook his head and smiled, saying, "You still have to think about many things yourself, what you really want in your heart, so you don't regret it later."
But to Yan Yu, those words were as meaningless as saying nothing at all. After all, he understood what he was thinking. He knew he didn't want Shen Jin to belong to anyone else; to stay by his side, Shen Jin could only belong to him…
As for Xie Li... he has liked him for many years. Even though Yan Yu is not sure what he is thinking now, putting aside the so-called feelings, Xie Li once saved him. Just for that reason alone, he needs to treat him well and take care of him.
Xie Li seemed to be having a nightmare; her beautiful face was unusually pale, as if she were afraid of something. She shook her head and murmured, "Waaah...don't go, I'm scared..."
"It's alright." Yan Yu tried to pull his hand back, but Xie Li, who was asleep, held it tightly and wouldn't let go. He was still talking in his sleep, looking very upset.
Yan Yu sighed, stopped walking, pulled out a chair next to him, sat down, glanced at the hand he was holding tightly, and said helplessly, "Don't cry, I won't leave."
He figured Shen Jin had no leads right now, and if he did, someone would call to let him know. So there was nothing else he could do; he'd done everything he could. If Shen Jin was deliberately hiding from him, it would be very difficult to find him...
Looking at Xie Li's furrowed brows and worried face, he sighed helplessly and said, "Don't think about it so much. Get some sleep and recover soon."
Perhaps Xie Li really heard what he said, because his expression softened considerably and he gradually calmed down, as if he could feel at ease with Xie Li by his side, which made Yan Yu's heart soften slightly.
Seeing that this trick worked, Xie Li, who was "sleeping," breathed a sigh of relief and then pretended to be asleep, but his mind was racing as he thought about the source of the matter.
After thinking it over, he felt that the biggest problem might lie with Bai Yujin. After all, that person was on Shen Jin's side, and he probably said something unpleasant to Yan Yu, which made Yan Yu treat him that way and suspect him.
Damn it, why do we all have to go against him?
Yan Yu sent people out to search for most of the day, but by the afternoon, they had no clues. Even when they tracked down their figures from some surveillance cameras, the search was interrupted shortly afterward. It was a search that started but never ended, and it was really difficult to find them.
“I understand,” Yan Yu listened to their report, his eyes darkening with disappointment as he stared at the lawn below. He sighed softly. “What about that man? Any leads? Did the video capture his face? If so, send me a picture of him and investigate his identity. I want to see…”
A dark glint flashed in Yan Yu's eyes, exceptionally cold.
He wanted to see just what kind of person dared to plot against Chen Jin...
"Sorry, we don't have that yet," the other party said, forcing a smile. "We'll do it as soon as possible."
"Keep investigating." Yan Yu hung up the phone impatiently, feeling irritable. He felt like he had spent money to support a bunch of useless people who couldn't help at crucial moments and couldn't even handle the smallest things.
As the sun gradually sets in the west, its warm afterglow spills across the earth, making even the most vibrant flowers in the yard seem gentler.
Shen Jin sat aimlessly by the swing, having nothing to do. After taking a shower, he could only stay by himself, since there was no one to talk to. Luo Zheng was still lying there, not yet awake, and Rong Lan didn't pay much attention to him.
"How strange." Shen Jin frowned, unable to figure out why. He glanced at Rong Lan, who was sitting in a chair reading a book in the corridor. He felt that the other party was deliberately avoiding him, as if he was hiding from him.
Shen Jin tilted his head, thinking for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. He muttered to himself, "I won't eat people, and I'm not scary..."
Shen Jin didn't know why, but he was particularly fond of Rong Lan. So when Rong Lan ignored him, he would rub against him and try to chat with him. But as soon as Rong Lan saw him coming closer, he would find an excuse to leave.
This made Shen Jin a little unhappy and felt wronged.
Fortunately, in the evening, Shen Jin finally found another opportunity to talk to him.
As night fell, Rong Lan came to his side and said, "Don't wait for him. He won't wake up tonight, and we don't even know if he will tomorrow. Go and eat first."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jin's stomach growled. He glanced at Luo Zheng, who was still asleep, and said somewhat dejectedly, "I don't want to eat. I'll wait a little longer..."
When they were in the mountains, he and Luo Zheng stayed together, whether it was day or night, or even when they were eating. So now, seeing him lying there alone and not getting up, Shen Jin felt sad and lonely.
It's precisely at times like these that I feel homesick the most...
Shen Jin suddenly paused, "Home?"
The word suddenly struck his heart, making him feel even more melancholy and lonely, but he couldn't understand why. After all, he had no concept of a so-called home, no memory of it, and no idea what it was like.
I just feel sad.
"What's wrong?" Rong Lan noticed his change in mood, which was written all over his face. She comforted him, "Didn't the doctor say he's fine? Don't worry. It's late. Let's eat and rest."
“Hmm…” Shen Jin nodded gently, lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes also drooped, leaving a fan-shaped shadow on his eyelids. Under the moonlight, it seemed to add a touch of sadness.
Seeing his sad and upset expression out of the corner of her eye, Rong Lan felt a little awkward, then awkwardly reached out and ruffled his hair, saying stiffly, "Don't be sad."
Before Shen Jin could react, he awkwardly withdrew his hand, put it in his pocket, and decisively strode out with his long, straight legs, leaving Shen Jin with only his slender back.
Shen Jin stared at his departing figure, and for some reason, his heart, which had been feeling gloomy and lonely, seemed to feel a touch of warmth. He couldn't help but smile and followed him without thinking.
Rong Lan wasn't used to eating at the same table with strangers. Originally, he planned to finish eating first and then call Shen Jin over to eat, but that would be too impolite. So he thought he should let Shen Jin finish eating first and then eat himself.
But that didn't seem right either. After all, it's not reasonable for the guest to finish eating before the host. It would make people think that he didn't like sitting at the same table with him. So in the end, it turned into a scene of the two of them eating together.
"...You eat your food, stop staring at me." Rong Lan couldn't help but speak up, feeling that she was finding it hard to swallow under Shen Jin's burning gaze.
"Oh, okay." Shen Jin lowered his head and took a bite of rice, then smiled earnestly at him and said, "If I put food on your plate, will you eat it?"
Rong Lan: "..."
He discovered that he was really bad at getting along with Shen Jin. Sometimes he had no idea what Shen Jin was thinking, but he just couldn't bring himself to dislike him.
After a long silence, Rong Lan said, "You don't need to worry about me. Just eat your fill and go to sleep. I've had the guest room cleaned up again."
When Shen Jin heard that he had even arranged a room for him to rest, he was somewhat surprised, and his eyes seemed to light up as he smiled happily.
The meal was resolved in a relatively harmonious atmosphere.
Rong Lan didn't have the habit of going to bed early; insomnia had become a habit. So instead of going back to his room, he went to the living room and turned on the TV to pass the time.
Midway through, his mother called him.
"It's nothing, I'm fine." Rong Lan smiled a lot when she was with her mother, and her voice was much gentler. "I'll be back in a while, so don't worry, just get some rest."
The mother smiled faintly and said, "It's good that you're alright. Don't stay up late, go to bed early, okay?"
“I know, you too…” Rong Lan hadn’t finished speaking when she saw Shen Jin standing not far away, playing with an antique vase in his hand. She quickly said, “Don’t… be careful holding it, don’t let it fall.”
He originally wanted to say "Don't touch it," but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to say it.
Shen Jin nodded obediently: "Oh, okay, I'll be careful!"
When Rong's mother heard their voices, she was somewhat surprised: "You're with someone else?"
“No, it’s…” Rong Lan suddenly didn’t know what to say, and felt there was no need to explain so much, so she replied, “I’m asking for a favor, to stay here temporarily.”
As he said this, Shen Jin suddenly appeared in front of him from the side, smiling and pointing to his own face, asking, "Were you talking about me?"
Rong Lan: "..."
Before Rong Lan could react, his mother, who was on the other end of the line, heard his cheerful voice. After a moment of surprise, she smiled faintly and asked, "Is he Lan's friend?"
Shen Jin felt that Rong Lan had helped them so much and was so kind to them, so she must be considered a friend. Therefore, when she heard this, she decisively and loudly told her, "Yes! We're friends!"
Shen Jin felt as if the voice in the microphone had a magical power, constantly attracting him and making him want to lean closer to hear the other person's voice more clearly. He felt a sense of familiarity and nostalgia, and at the same time, an endless sorrow welled up in his heart.
Rong's mother smiled gently and said, "Hello."
Because he was holding the phone so close, Shen Jin heard her words very clearly. He felt as if her voice was penetrating deep into his heart, as if it were calling out those long-lost and old memories hidden in the past...
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