Chapter 189: Narration (End): Like
Luo Qinglin was completely different from what Jiang Yanyu had imagined.
Before getting the information, Jiang Yanyu only judged Luo Qinglin based on his appearance and thought that he was an ordinary person with a happy family and a simple and innocent heart.
But his appearance is not ordinary, and he looks like someone who would be bullied at first glance. Just by looking at the photo, Jiang Yanyu wanted to tie him up, lock him up, and watch him cry.
Before he was fourteen, Luo Qinglin had a buzz cut and was a troublemaker in school who loved to fight. He had almost killed someone and was a mental patient who was treated in the hospital for more than half a year before he was released.
His father died in a car accident when he was three years old, and his mother committed suicide when he was fourteen. Most of the girls who were abducted and detained and rescued by Luo Qinglin when he was ill committed suicide due to pain after being rescued, leaving only one who is still receiving treatment in the hospital.
After he was released, Luo Qinglin seemed like a different person. He grew his hair long, studied day and night, and finally passed the entrance exam to No. 1 Middle School. He also worked in a cemetery during every holiday and worked part-time in a coffee shop on weekends. He looked like he was taking his life seriously.
Jiang Yanyu looked at the information for a long time, comparing the photo of Luo Qinglin when she was sick in the hospital with her current beautiful appearance, and felt puzzled.
Why doesn't Luo Qinglin go crazy? Why does it get better?
Why can Luo Qinglin live a good life like a person with nothing to worry about?
Shouldn't we be like him, finding all kinds of ways to torture others and play bad games?
Jiang Yanyu was very confused and couldn't understand why.
Why can Luo Qinglin become a better person, while he is like a madman and can't control himself?
Luo Qinglin would take time out at the end of every month to go to the mental hospital to visit the only surviving girl.
So on the morning of late July, Jiang Yanyu did not follow Lin Sangshen to the hospital, but secretly hid at the door of the mental hospital, waiting for Luo Qinglin to appear.
Jiang Yanyu arrived early in the morning and waited anxiously for the entire day, finally waiting for Luo Qinglin to arrive at dinner time in the afternoon.
Luo Qinglin was carrying the pink lunch box again, looking in a good mood, humming a little tune as he walked into the door.
Jiang Yanyu followed behind him, keeping a safe distance.
The irritating mint scent rushed into his respiratory tract. Jiang Yanyu lightened his steps and carefully observed Luo Qinglin's back.
Luo Qinglin was still wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. His hair was clearly visible, floating in the air and swaying slightly with his footsteps.
The slender neck was white and crystal clear. Jiang Yanyu walked closer and closer, suspecting that the mint scent was coming from Luo Qinglin's slender neck, and even wanted to reach out and touch that fair skin.
Fortunately, he regained his senses in time, and Jiang Yanyu withdrew his hand without disturbing Luo Qinglin.
Inside the gate of the mental hospital is a lush lawn. It is midsummer, and marigolds and dandelions are blooming on the lawn. Many people are walking on the lawn and basking in the sun.
Luo Qinglin walked into the inpatient building with ease. Not long after, he pushed a wheelchair and brought out a young girl in hospital gown.
The girl looked pale and not in good spirits, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a smile.
The sun has not yet set and the sunlight is not glaring, it is just the right temperature and brightness.
Luo Qinglin pushed the girl to the edge of the lawn, smiled, opened the lunch box on her lap, and took out the floral tablecloth inside.
Luo Qinglin shook the tablecloth with the wind and spread it on the lawn. He picked the girl up from the wheelchair and sat her on the tablecloth. He then took out several meat and vegetable dishes and two boxes of brown sugar jelly from the lunch box.
The two were talking and laughing.
The girl's laughter came to his ears with the wind. Jiang Yanyu couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, but he felt that the smiles on the two people's faces were dazzling.
Jiang Yanyu hid in the dark, watched secretly, and felt that time was infinitely long.
But in fact, the two of them just had dinner. In less than half an hour, Luo Qinglin put away the tablecloth and food box, took a walk with the girl, and then left the hospital.
After leaving the hospital, Luo Qinglin went to catch the evening bus. Jiang Yanyu continued to follow him, waiting behind the bus stop sign.
Luo Qinglin was right in front of the bus stop, only one side away from him. Jiang Yanyu turned his head and sniffed the refreshing mint scent, feeling greedy and excited.
The bus arrived before nightfall.
Jiang Yanyu squeezed into the car and mixed in the crowded crowd. He looked at Luo Qinglin in the middle of the car from afar through the swaying crowd.
There was no air conditioning in the buses at that time, and the car was very hot. There were many people at the end of the day, and people were crowded together, shoulder to shoulder, with no space at all.
But Jiang Yanyu didn't feel hot, because the refreshing mint scent passed through the bustling crowd, drifted over like smoke, entered the nostrils, and made the heart calm and cool.
Luo Qinglin lowered his head, revealing his slender neck, and took out a flip phone from his trouser pocket, plugged in wired earphones and listened to music.
The people around seemed to disappear, becoming a blurred and out-of-focus background. Only the setting sun shone through the glass window onto Luo Qinglin's fair face.
Tiny dust particles floated in the dim light, some fell on Luo Qinglin's eyelashes, and some fell on the tip of his nose, like a demon that was greedy for the beauty of mortals. It was attracted to Luo Qinglin and kept kissing his face with its tentacles.
As if he could hear the singing in Luo Qinglin's headphones, Jiang Yanyu stared at the slanting light in a daze.
Boom, boom.
A tingling heat spread throughout his limbs, and as his palm rested on his left chest, Jiang Yanyu thought blankly that he was getting "angry" again, and was about to be very angry again.
The destination was Jingyun Cemetery, which was at least an hour's drive from the mental hospital. Adding to the evening rush hour traffic jam, Luo Qinglin got off the car two hours later.
Jiang Yanyu moved in the crowd and squeezed out of the car before the back door closed.
It was already late in the evening and there was no one around. A gloomy wind was blowing in the air, blowing Luo Qinglin's hair into disarray.
Luo Qinglin was in a good mood. He hummed along with the song in his headphones. The sound of his humming was carried by the wind and reached Jiang Yanyu's ears.
Jiang Yanyu suspected that there was something wrong with his five senses, otherwise why would he feel that the hum had a minty scent and made his ears feel numb like the tip of his nose.
Jiang Yanyu followed all the way to the entrance of Jingyun Cemetery. The cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang, almost causing Luo Qinglin to look back.
He quickly hid to the side and then, as the night fell, Jiang Yanyu quickly took out his cell phone and hung up the call.
In just a few seconds, when he stuck his head out again, Luo Qinglin had disappeared. Only the books at the door were rustling in the wind, bringing a chill.
Lin Sangshen kept calling, Jiang Yanyu clicked his tongue and picked up the phone impatiently.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
"Where did you go? Did you go to cause trouble for Luo Qinglin?" Lin Sangshen asked loudly across the radio waves.
Jiang Yanyu rolled his eyes and asked, "Why should I bother him?"
"Then why you haven't been seen for the whole day, aren't you following him? Where are you now?" Lin Sangshen asked.
Jiang Yanyu looked around and answered reluctantly, "Jingyun Cemetery."
Because of his mother's illness, Lin Sangshen could not hear the words "death", "cemetery" and "graveyard".
"What are you doing in the cemetery?" Lin Sangshen asked in a raised voice.
Jiang Yanyu said confidently: "He works here, I came to see what the environment is like."
"Are you sick, Jiang Yanyu?" Lin Sangshen couldn't stand it anymore and yelled, "Isn't it enough for you to follow him and check his information? What are you going to do next? Tie him up and play those boring games with you?"
"Jiang Yanyu, I'm telling you, don't think about being arrogant here. If you dare to do something bad, I will really find someone to lock you up and send you back to London."
Lin Sangshen cursed excitedly and loudly, which made Jiang Yanyu annoyed.
"He didn't notice me. I didn't do anything and I don't plan to do anything. Why are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Yanyu said indifferently.
The other party was silent, didn't hang up the phone, and was quiet for several minutes before asking: "Can you take a taxi? I'll send you the address and you can show it to the driver."
"No." Jiang Yanyu said.
"......" Lin Sangshen was speechless for a moment, and asked, "Then how did you get to Jingyun Cemetery?"
"I followed him, got on the bus together, and we arrived."
"Do you have any cash on you?" "No."
"No one kicked you out of the car?" "No."
Lin Sangshen sighed and said irritably, "Wait here, I'll take a taxi to pick you up. There are no buses running now, so don't run around!"
Jiang Yanyu had nothing to do so he stood at the entrance to the cemetery waiting, chatting with Han Yu from time to time, saying that he had been feeling strange and weird lately.
Han Yu was busy having a secret relationship with Jiang Xi and had no time to pay attention to him. Jiang Yanyu sent a few messages, only to receive one sentence in return: "You're in trouble, you've fallen in love."
Jiang Yanyu felt that Han Yu was talking nonsense. It was impossible for him to like anyone, let alone be in love.
After exiting the chat page with Han Yu, Jiang Yanyu saw dozens of messages from Bai Shengyun piled up on the interface, which made him feel annoyed.
It’s just that the person you have a crush on dropped out of school. What’s there to cry about?
Jiang Yanyu opened the dialog box, glanced at it, and as usual, read it without replying.
Not long after, Lin Sangshen arrived at Jingyun Cemetery. He ran over as soon as he got off the car and slapped Jiang Yanyu on the back, as if he was educating a disobedient child.
"You'll try running around again next time?" Lin Sangshen dragged Jiang Yanyu into the car and scolded him unhappily, "If you run around again, I'll break your legs!"
Jiang Yanyu was about to sneer in retort, but his stomach growled with hunger. The sound was so loud that even the driver could hear it and turned to glance at him.
Lin Sangshen sighed speechlessly, "You haven't eaten anything all day?"
"No." Jiang Yanyu replied.
"Idiot." Lin Sangshen cursed in Chinese under his breath, got out of the car outside the hospital gate, and took Jiang Yanyu to the night market.
The food carts in the night market are lined up side by side, the pungent smell of oil smoke lingers in the air, and everywhere are middle-aged people with big bellies, who have pulled their clothes up to their waists, sit idly, and raise their beer bottles to blow against each other.
Jiang Yanyu didn't like these complicated smells, frowned, and followed Lin Sangshen.
"What do you want to eat?" Lin Sangshen asked.
Jiang Yanyu looked around, thought for a moment, pointed at the brown sugar jelly beside him and said, "This."
"That can't be dinner. It's brown sugar jelly, just a sugar soup and a dessert!" Lin Sangshen said impatiently.
"Red, sugar, ice, powder..." Jiang Yanyu repeated slowly in Chinese, and then said in English, "Fried rice and this."
Lin Sangshen felt irritated, so she hurriedly bought some fried rice and ice jelly, then took Jiang Yanyu to the hospital, took care of her mother and the nurse, and then went home.
The nurse and Lin Sangshen work in shifts, with the nurse taking care of the child at night and she taking care of the child during the day, saving money.
Lin Sangchan's home is in the city center. It's an old building that he bought more than ten years ago. The interior decoration is pretty good and there is an elevator, but the exterior is a bit old. The two of them started from the hospital and walked slowly towards home, which took them more than half an hour to get there.
Lincheng is particularly lively at night, with street vendors everywhere.
The aroma of grilled skewers, the alcoholic smell of beer, the smoke from the stove, the shouting, and the sizzling sound of sizzling tendons spread across the street.
Lin Sangshen walked in front, sighing as he thought about his mother, while Jiang Yanyu was leisurely and relaxed. Halfway through his walk, he suddenly stopped and grabbed Lin Sangshen's clothes.
"I want to drink that." Jiang Yanyu pointed to the watermelon smoothie not far away.
Lin Sangshan was impatient and glared at him. She went to buy a smoothie and stuffed it into his hand before continuing walking.
Jiang Yanyu inserted the straw and sucked the smoothie into his mouth, biting the unbroken ice cubes with his teeth, making a crunching sound.
"Can't you speak a little more quietly?" Lin Sangshen turned around and asked anxiously.
Jiang Yanyu stopped chewing, not understanding what Lin Sangshen was angry about. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you upset? Because your mother is going to die?"
The word "death" touched Lin Sangshen's sore spot. Her eyes suddenly turned red and she punched Jiang Yanyu in the face.
"My mother won't die, she won't die!" Lin Sangshen said loudly.
Jiang Yanyu covered her face, still without any art of speaking, "The cancer cells have spread throughout her body. The doctors said it would be a miracle if she could survive until next month."
"You!" Lin Sangchan wiped away her tears angrily, "Shut up, you don't need to remind me."
"Your mother pulled me aside to talk a few days ago, but I didn't understand." Jiang Yanyu said expressionlessly.
Lin Sangshen knew what her mother would say. It was nothing more than asking Jiang Yanyu to take care of her and not let her be bullied by others. Unfortunately, Jiang Yanyu didn't understand Chinese at all, so it would be useless for her to say anything.
Thinking about the little money left in the passbook and the money she owed Jiang Yanyu, plus the fact that she would be going to college next year, Lin Sangshen was not only afraid, but also confused and uneasy about her future.
The bustle and laughter at night had nothing to do with her, and Jiang Yanyu's slow pace made Lin Sangshen even more irritated.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I want to stay in Lincheng and not go back to London." Jiang Yanyu said suddenly.
Lin Sangshen stopped in his tracks, incredulous. "You want to stay here? Why? Does your grandmother agree?"
"Never mind her. I don't care. I'm going to stay here and go to your school." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile.
Go to her school...
As soon as Lin Sangshen heard it, she knew that Jiang Yanyu wanted to stay because of the little boy named Luo Qinglin.
Lin Sangchan took a look at the tattoos on his arms and sneered, "You can't get into the school. Luo Qinglin will be frightened and run away when he sees these tattoos on your body."
Hearing this, Luo Qinglin's panicked and crying appearance appeared in his mind. Jiang Yanyu actually felt dry mouth and tongue, and his physical condition was extremely strange.
"Let me tell you, there are a lot of people who like him," Lin Sangchan snorted, "There are two girls in our class who like him and both want to confess to him. He won't like someone like you, a scoundrel."
"I don't need his love." Jiang Yanyu said stubbornly.
Lin Sangshen rolled his eyes, sneered "idiot", and was too lazy to argue with him.
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As Jiang Yanyu said, Lin Sangshen's mother would not survive August.
Just one week into August, the emaciated woman lost consciousness and was relying on instruments to hold on.
In the second week, Lin Sangshen's mother could no longer hold on and died in her sleep. She was eventually sent to Jingyun Cemetery for funeral.
Before officially entering Jingyun Cemetery, Jiang Yanyu had already washed off his tattoos, removing all those blasphemous patterns.
The funeral location was not in the same area as Luo Qinglin's workplace, and the burial time was not Luo Qinglin's working hours.
While Lin Sangshen was crying, Jiang Yanyu followed the map on his phone, bypassed the winding road, and walked to the cemetery to spy on Luo Qinglin.
Jiang Yanyu observed for several days and found that Luo Qinglin not only had to kneel in front of the cemetery and kowtow, but also had to wipe the tombstone every day and work diligently.
Jiang Yanyu laughed at Luo Qinglin in his heart, laughing at his inability to be lazy, but at the same time he couldn't help but peek at him, hiding behind a tree.
After crying for several days, Lin Sangshen finally regained her sanity and had the energy to take care of Jiang Yanyu.
Seeing that Jiang Yanyu was still following him and didn't even talk to Luo Qinglin, Lin Sangshen couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "What are you going to do? You follow him every day and don't talk to him. Are you going to keep doing this until graduation and go to college with him?"
"Yes, I can go to the same university with him." Jiang Yanyu said in agreement.
Lin Sangshen sneered with swollen eyes, "You are not qualified to go to the same university as him. Your grades are too bad. You don't even dare to talk to him. He doesn't know you at all, let alone like you."
Jiang Yanyu didn't care what Lin Sangchan said and turned a deaf ear to it.
Until he discovered that he was not the only one following him, Qiao Li was also spying on Luo Qinglin.
Qiao Li would hide in the dark and watch first, and only when he had seen enough would he run up and greet Luo Qinglin.
When Luo Qinglin smiled at Qiao Li, Jiang Yanyu found it extremely glaring. It made him more irritated than when he smiled at the little girl in the mental hospital.
Maybe Lin Sangshen was right, he had to let Luo Qinglin know him, instead of being unaware of his existence.
On the morning of August, the day when Lin Sangshen's mother was buried, Jiang Yanyu finally stopped hiding and stood under the tree waiting for Luo Qinglin to appear.
Luo Qinglin obviously saw him, but did not smile at him. Instead, he looked away and walked away hurriedly, as if he was afraid of him.
Why should you be afraid of him?
Jiang Yanyu didn't understand, he clearly didn't do anything.
So when Luo Qinglin finished his work and walked out of the cemetery, Jiang Yanyu took the initiative to call him.
Luo Qinglin seemed to be frightened by him. Her beautiful and innocent eyes blinked uneasily as she asked him what was the matter.
I couldn't utter the few Chinese sentences I had prepared. My heart was pounding as if it was going to jump out of my chest, and all I could hear was the sound of my own heartbeat.
Jiang Yanyu was silent for a long time before he said "Where to have lunch" with the word order reversed.
Just as he imagined, Luo Qinglin took him to the cafeteria and treated him to lunch.
But Jiang Yanyu was not satisfied, because Luo Qinglin was afraid of him. He looked at him as if he were a ghost and didn't even dare to raise his head.
In the following half month, Lin Sangchan moved all the furniture into the small house in Lvyuan Community. Jiang Yanyu still stood under the tree and watched her every day. This time he did not watch her secretly, but watched her openly.
He didn't take the initiative to talk, but Luo Qinglin was still afraid of him. Jiang Yanyu didn't know what was wrong and just felt upset.
Even though he studied Chinese like crazy and listened to Chinese on headphones every day, Jiang Yanyu still felt that he couldn't speak clearly. It would be very embarrassing to talk to Luo Qinglin like this.
What made Jiang Yanyu even more upset was the broken pair of glasses on Luo Qinglin's nose. It was obvious at a glance that the glasses were of insufficient power, because Luo Qinglin had to squint to see the road, and he must not even be able to see his face clearly.
After getting the degree readings that Luo Qinglin had measured during his physical examination a year ago, Jiang Yanyu chose a pair of expensive black-framed glasses according to his own aesthetic taste.
On the last day, Jiang Yanyu finally got the glasses. She waited until Luo Qinglin finished his work and stood under a pine tree looking around, then she deliberately scared him.
Luo Qinglin was frightened by him and took a step back, his steps unsteady, like a frightened tit, with his lips slightly open and his eyes closed to steady himself.
While Luo Qinglin had his eyes closed, Jiang Yanyu reached out and gently hooked his glasses off, threw them to the ground, and then stomped on them to pieces.
"Your glasses are broken. I'll compensate you with a new pair." Jiang Yanyu suppressed his pounding heart and said coldly.
Luo Qinglin seemed to be frightened and stared at him blankly, not daring to speak at all.
Is he that scary?
Jiang Yanyu was inexplicably angry, frowned, thought for a moment, then put on what he thought was a gentle smile, and said softly: "Are you scared silly? Coward."
Luo Qinglin still didn't say anything. He was frightened to the point of being stunned, as if he was about to cry.
He had never spoken to anyone in this tone before, so why was Luo Qinglin still afraid of him?
Jiang Yanyu stopped smiling, resisted the urge to tie up Luo Qinglin and bully him, said "goodbye", and left indifferently.
After listening to his story, Lin Sangchan couldn't help laughing out loud, mocking him for being a big evil ghost who scared the little cutie.
I was getting angrier and angrier.
Luo Qinglin worked in a coffee shop and would smile at customers. He would smile at his classmates at school and smile at teachers when helping to mark exams, but he never smiled at him. He was just afraid of him.
Jiang Yanyu became more and more angry. He didn't understand what was wrong with his brain and why he got angry whenever he thought of Luo Qinglin.
It was not until after he received confessions from countless girls and a junior student confessed to him that Jiang Yanyu realized that he might not be angry with Luo Qinglin.
When other girls confess their love to a boy, they just give him a love letter and say "I like you", and then run away in a panic without waiting for him to refuse.
When this junior came to confess his love, he actually had the audacity to question him and ask him why he refused.
Jiang Yanyu wanted to curse and tell the junior to be more careful when walking at night, but the junior suddenly asked, "What type of boys do you like, senior?"
What type do you like?
Luo Qinglin's face suddenly appeared in his mind, not only his smiling face, but also his imagined face of Luo Qinglin crying with red eyes.
Luo Qinglin's face lingered, Jiang Yanyu was very annoyed, frowned and asked back: "Why do you say you like me?"
"I want to date you, hug you, and kiss you. Of course I like you!" the junior replied.
Hug and kiss?
Jiang Yanyu asked himself in his heart, did he want to hug and kiss Luo Qinglin? Does he want to make love with Luo Qinglin?
Jiang Yanyu couldn't think of an answer, so he stopped talking to the junior and turned away, thinking about the question carefully.
After thinking about it, Jiang Yanyu still couldn't figure it out. After Lin Sangshen finished her evening self-study, he asked her, "Do you have someone you like?"
Lin Sangchan looked alert, "Why are you asking this?"
Jiang Yanyu frowned, rode his bicycle, looked at the night light and said, "I'm wondering if I like Luo Qinglin."
It turns out that Jiang Yanyu hasn't figured this out yet.
Lin Sangshen rolled his eyes, too lazy to talk to him. He sat on the back of the bicycle and concentrated on memorizing his lessons.
Not getting an answer, Jiang Yanyu asked again: "How do you know if you want to make love, kiss, or hug someone?"
There were students everywhere. Jiang Yanyu did not lower his voice and continued speaking in Chinese. Lin Sangshen interrupted anxiously, "Let's talk about it when we get home!"
Jiang Yanyu thought silently all the way. When he got home and closed the door, he asked doubtfully: "How should two boys make love? From behind?"
Lin Sangshan couldn't listen any longer and scratched his hair in frustration, "Don't ask me, you haven't eaten pork in London, but haven't you seen a pig run?"
"Never seen it." Jiang Yanyu thought for a moment and answered seriously.
Lin Sangshen resisted the urge to beat Jiang Yanyu up, and impatiently took out his phone to chat with his deskmate, asked for a few "short video" links, and forwarded them to Jiang Yanyu.
"Look for yourself! Don't ask me this kind of questions again, it's polluting my ears!" Lin Sangshen said impatiently.
When Jiang Yanyu received the link, he immediately clicked on it to read it without any sense of shame.
Lin Sangshen covered her ears and glared at him, "Go back to your own room and watch!"
Jiang Yanyu sighed lightly, not understanding why there was any point in hiding. He walked upstairs slowly and went back to his room to check.
Jiang Yanyu watched all the "short videos" with an expressionless face, without any ripples in his heart, and searched the Internet for information about sexual orientation.
Homosexuality = sexual orientation is one sex, bisexuality = sexual orientation is both male and female.
Jiang Yanyu looked at the words and thought seriously.
Does he desire men? It seems not.
Does he desire women? It seems not.
Does he have desire for Luo Qinglin? He couldn't figure it out.
However, Jiang Yanyu's doubts were soon resolved, because in his dream that night, he finally understood the reason for those fantasy scenes that made Luo Qinglin cry and beg for mercy.
Ever since he had the obscene dream about Luo Qinglin, Jiang Yanyu couldn't help but fantasize about more terrible things whenever he saw Luo Qinglin.
Jiang Yanyu gradually understood why he was angry and why he hated Luo Qinglin smiling at others.
Because he likes Luo Qinglin.
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Jiang Yanyu thought he was very gentle and spoke softly to Luo Qinglin, but Luo Qinglin was still afraid of him. He would hide when he saw him, not to mention smiling at him, he even dared not look at him.
The symptoms that had improved recurred because of Luo Qinglin's avoidance.
Jiang Yanyu didn't want to play a bad game this time. He just wanted to catch Luo Qinglin, take him into the room, lock him up, make Luo Qinglin only smile and cry to him, and never let Luo Qinglin be afraid of him again.
But Jiang Yanyu had a hunch that he couldn't do this anymore. Just like Lin Sangshen said, it was not right.
"You don't know anything, what qualifications do you have to go to the same university as Luo Qinglin?"
Jiang Yanyu looked at his Chinese paper with a very low score, thought about the madness he had gone through in London and what Lin Sangshen had said, and felt inferior for the first time.
He is a bad guy. To put it bluntly, he is a scumbag like Mayfield and Jiang Ligang. He doesn't have a single kind cell in his body and there is nothing about him that Luo Qinglin can like.
He studies hard at school during the day and goes crazy in his room at night, drawing messy paintings, fantasizing and self-harming. Jiang Yanyu doesn't know what he wants, he just knows that this is the way to maintain the status quo.
The fact that he liked Luo Qinglin could not escape Mayfield's eyes and was discovered when the college entrance examination was approaching.
He and Mayfield are like opponents standing on a seesaw. Once the other side finds the weakness of the other side, the other side can take advantage, throw the other side into the air, and then throw it hard to the ground.
In the past, he could attack Mayfield's beliefs and do all sorts of blasphemous things, scaring Mayfield so much that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.
And now, Mayfield can use Luo Qinglin as a threat to make him learn to be obedient, because Luo Qinglin has become his weakness.
Rumors spread at home that he was abducted and taken to London by Mayfield, but they were wrong.
Jiang Yanyu voluntarily boarded the plane, voluntarily enrolled in Imperial College, and voluntarily took over the group's work as Mayfield wished, because if he stayed in China, he was destined to have nothing, become a mortal, and never get Luo Qinglin again.
However, the luxury goods group that Mayfield gave him was not at all to Jiang Yanyu's liking.
As soon as he entered school, Jiang Yanyu changed his previous attitude. He was no longer a madman who tortured people. Instead, he pretended to be a seasoned capitalist. Whenever he saw a project he liked, he would allocate large sums of money to invest in it.
In the first year, the losses and profits offset each other, and Jiang Yanyu earned nothing.
But starting from the second year, experience made Jiang Yanyu gradually proficient.
Energy, Internet, hardware, transportation... In any industry, as long as there is an information gap and he can get sufficiently accurate information, he can double the flow of funds between countries and finally pocket it all.
Next, Jiang Yanyu invested the funds back into China, supporting emerging industries free of charge without considering returns, which soon threatened the Jiang family's industries.
Over the years, Jiang Ligang was no longer a threat to Jiang Yanyu, and Mayfield gradually fell to the bottom, with only some remaining armed forces able to intimidate him.
But as long as he takes advantage of his weakness that he likes Luo Qinglin, Mayfield will keep brainwashing him.
"If that boy knew what you did before, he would definitely hate you."
"Of all the people you tortured, many of them became mentally ill and unable to take care of themselves. That boy is so kind, he will definitely be disgusted by you when he finds out."
"It's no use. You can't change what you've done."
Of course, Jiang Yanyu would also use Mr. Huang to attack Mayfield, saying that she forced a foreigner to death and would definitely go to hell in the end.
Mayfield was exaggerating the facts. Jiang Yanyu believed in his heart that those people were just evil people like him, but not as evil as him, so what was a little illness?
Jiang Yanyu didn't feel guilty at all. He even felt happy when he found out that the person he had tortured was still in a mental hospital and had accomplished nothing.
Jiang Yanyu doesn't care about right or wrong, good or evil at all. All he requires of himself is to not break the law.
But Luo Qinglin is different from scum like him. Luo Qinglin cares about right and wrong, good and evil, and has a clear distinction between what he hates and what he dislikes.
He has countless ways to keep Luo Qinglin by his side, but he doesn't want to do that. Jiang Yanyu just wants Luo Qinglin to love him and never abandon or hate him.
Mayfield seized on this point and tried to use it to control him, keep him in London and abandon Luo Qinglin.
But he couldn't let Luo Qinglin go. After several rounds of bargaining, Mayfield finally gave in and promised not to stop him or tell Luo Qinglin about those things, and he couldn't make Alina's affairs public.
After settling everything, Jiang Yanyu finally had the chance to chase his canary who was far away on the other side of the ocean.
The original contract was just an accident, a means to bring them closer together.
It was not until he found the dusty letter later that Jiang Yanyu realized that Luo Qinglin was not afraid of him at that time.
Luo Qinglin clearly likes him.
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"Are you just afraid that I will hate you, so you don't tell the truth and keep lying to me?" Luo Qinglin asked doubtfully.
Jiang Yanyu hugged Luo Qinglin tighter and asked in a low voice: "Don't you hate me? I've driven so many people crazy and ruined so many people's lives."
Luo Qinglin broke free from Jiang Yanyu's arms, struggled to turn around, raised his head, and saw his face full of shame and self-blame, which made him even more confused.
"Jiang Yanyu, are you acting now?" Luo Qinglin asked with a frown.
"I'm not acting." Jiang Yanyu replied.
Luo Qinglin stared at him for a few seconds and glared at him, "Stop acting. I've married you, and I don't know what kind of person you are? I don't want to bother with your past, and you don't want to bother with mine. No one should mention the past."
Jiang Yanyu coughed lightly and returned to normal. The guilty look on his face disappeared, and he softened his voice and asked, "I have told you everything. Can we not get a divorce?"
"I...will think about it."
"good."
The two looked at each other in silence.
Jiang Yanyu revealed everything, and Luo Qinglin couldn't digest it for a while, and kept thinking about the past in his mind.
"You actually thought I was afraid of you at that time?" Luo Qinglin asked in confusion.
"Many people are afraid of me. They are afraid that I will go crazy and torture them. You don't even dare to look at me. I also think you are afraid of me." Jiang Yanyu said.
Thinking that Jiang Yanyu had been following him for more than a month and was even more perverted than himself, Luo Qinglin couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Pervert."
"I know," Jiang Yanyu replied obediently, "I have tried my best to restrain myself."
Is this the result of restraint?
Luo Qinglin was speechless and sighed. He didn't expect that things would be so simple, but it made Jiang Yanyu so tormented.
Seeing that Luo Qinglin didn't say anything, Jiang Yanyu buried his head in his neck and said pitifully, "BB, can we not get a divorce? I already know I was wrong, and I won't lie to you again."
Luo Qinglin frowned, pushed the man away, and said coldly: "Don't act pitiful, do you think you will agree if I ask for a divorce?"
"No." Jiang Yanyu replied.
Luo Qinglin glared at him fiercely, turned around, and faced Jiang Yanyu, "Stay away from me, I need to rest, don't disturb my sleep."
The person behind him was silent for a moment, then he leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Do you still want a divorce?"
Luo Qinglin didn't answer, and Jiang Yanyu repeated it again and again.
"BB, do you still want a divorce? How about not getting a divorce?"
"I don't want a divorce."
......
Luo Qinglin was annoyed by the noise, frowned and said impatiently: "Bu Li! I want to sleep, stop disturbing me!"
It was finally quiet behind me.
After a while, Jiang Yanyu came up again disobediently, hugged Luo Qinglin forcefully and asked: "Do you still like me? Like before."
"Like! So annoying!"
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