When Lu Ziyi arrived downstairs of the hotel, it was already dark. The cool breeze made him feel particularly cold, but he seemed not to feel it at all. He just stared at the building with a serious look.
He didn't know when Yang Feng came back, how many days he had lived here, or in other words... how many days he had been hiding from him.
Lu Ziyi closed his eyes, suppressed the anger, suspicion, longing and the growing love that kept rising in his heart, and walked into the hotel door.
"Hello, are you checking in alone?"
"No, I'm here to look for someone," Lu Ziyi said politely, "Could you please help me find out which room a person named Yang Feng lives in?"
"I'm sorry, sir, because it involves the privacy of the guests, we can't help you check it at will."
Lu Ziyi was not surprised, but changed his words: "Sorry, I was abrupt, but I was really anxious."
"Yang Feng is my lover. He called me half an hour ago and said he was feeling very uncomfortable, extremely miserable. But he only told me the location of the hotel. Now I can't contact him at all. I'm worried that something might have happened to him here..."
As he spoke, he looked sad, painful and embarrassed, which made the receptionist panic on the spot.
"Okay, okay, I understand. Don't worry, sir. I'll tell the boss and he'll check for you right away."
"Yeah," Lu Ziyi symbolically wiped away his non-existent tears, "Thank you so much."
The lady at the front desk was afraid of delaying things, so she held up her mobile phone in one hand to call the boss, and with the other hand she was already holding the mouse to start checking on the computer.
"Found it!" The receptionist was even more excited than Lu Ziyi. "Mr. Yang Feng lives in room 302. I'll take you there right away."
"Okay, thank you," Lu Ziyi said.
This hotel is not very big, with only six floors in total, but the service seems to be quite good. Even though he was on the third floor, the lady at the front desk still took him to the elevator door.
"Um... sir, are you and Mr. Yang Feng really a couple?"
"Yes," Lu Ziyi admitted without hesitation.
The lady at the front desk could hardly suppress the smile on her face, and had an expression as if she had been hit by something. After entering the elevator, her hands were shaking even when she pressed the floor button.
"Sir, please forgive me for saying this... When you see your lover later, you must talk to him properly."
"Hmm?" Lu Ziyi looked at her with a smile, "Why? Do you have an impression of him?"
"After all, your husband is so handsome, he'll definitely remember," the receptionist whispered. "But you must have had a fight, right? Otherwise, why would you have been separated for so long?"
Yang Feng had indeed returned a long time ago! Lu Ziyi narrowed his eyes slightly, a little angry.
After exiting the elevator, the receptionist continued, "When Mr. Yang Feng first came to our hotel, I saw that he seemed injured. He looked very pale, and he basically never went out. When he did go out, he would just buy something to eat at the supermarket next door..."
He doesn't take care of his injuries and doesn't eat properly!
Lu Ziyi gritted his teeth and became even angrier!
As the receptionist was speaking, she glanced at Lu Ziyi's expression, and seeing that something was wrong, she quickly shut up.
When he was brought to the door of Room 302, the receptionist was about to knock when Lu Ziyi said in a low voice with a sullen face, "Please open the door."
"Ah? Oh..." She hurriedly took out a bunch of keys and quickly found the one for room 302.
Snap——
Yang Feng, who was eating instant noodles in the room, suddenly stared at them with wide eyes, his whole body stunned.
"Hey? Mr. Yang Feng, are you okay?" The receptionist was stunned for a moment. "I'm glad you're okay. Your wife is very worried about you."
"You guys chat, I'm leaving first. If you need anything, just press the call bell."
After she finished speaking, she quickly retreated and considerately closed the door for them.
Yang Feng came to his senses and quickly put down the instant noodle bucket, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth and hands roughly, then rushed to Lu Ziyi in two steps.
"Zi, Ziyi, how...how did you find yourself here?" Yang Feng asked hesitantly.
"You really don't want to be found by me, right?" Lu Ziyi's voice trembled slightly. "You don't want to see me at all, right?"
Yang Feng looked at his gentle and moving eyes gradually turning red, and suddenly panicked, "No, no, how could I not want to see you? I want to see you more than anyone else..."
"Then why are you hiding from me?" Lu Ziyi questioned him loudly, "Why didn't you look for me after you came back? You didn't even send me a message!"
"Do you know that I'm worried about you? Do you know that I'm staring at my phone waiting for you every day?"
"Yang Feng...you are a fucking bastard!!"
Before entering the room, he was obviously filled with rage, and even wanted to grab Yang Feng by the collar and punch him a few times to teach him a lesson. But when he actually saw this man, he suddenly didn't want to do anything.
The angry emotion seemed to be split apart in an instant, turning into countless grievances and countless concerns, so much so that Lu Ziyi, who had always managed his emotions very well, could no longer hold it in.
The moment the tears burst out, even the scolding was broken.
"I'm sorry, Ziyi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Yang Feng hugged him tightly. The moment he saw Lu Ziyi crying, he suddenly lost all thoughts and felt full of guilt.
Lu Ziyi's suppressed sobbing came to his ears, and Yang Feng felt distressed: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's my fault, I'm a bastard, if you are angry, just hit me and scold me, vent your anger however you want."
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