Chapter 90: Missing Brother's Boyfriend
The dripping umbrella was left outside the door by Lin Zhi, and the door was closed tightly, blocking the wind and rain outside from blowing in.
But the situation inside the house was not much better. Even with the doors and windows closed, the room was still filled with chill on that damp and cold autumn day.
Lin Zhi glanced roughly at Jing Xun's residence. The spacious living room had been converted into a studio, with easels and paints placed casually, a TV hanging on the wall, and no coffee table.
From the furnishings, it can be seen that the owner has no intention of entertaining guests, and even the public spaces in the house design are very private.
After Lin Zhi entered the house, the tall and gloomy young man did not talk to him immediately, but picked up the phone and dialed his brother's number.
Lin Zhi looked at him quietly, with disguised anxiety and expectation on her face, and her eyes swept over Jing Xun's body calmly.
The temperature in the room was obviously very low, but Jing Xun didn't seem to feel cold.
He was still wearing a thin shirt and jeans, with the top two buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms, which looked extremely powerful.
His hair was not carefully groomed, revealing the decadence that is unique to artists.
The first time she saw Jing Xun, Lin Zhi did not have any desire to have a deep relationship with him.
Even though Jing Xun's facial features were impeccable and revealed the superiority of a mixed-blood, even though his body completely met Lin Zhi's requirements, and even though Lin Zhi had been in love with other personality fragments before.
Lin Zhi thought this was normal. He was not obsessed with him to the point that he would like all the fragments of his personality.
This may sound a bit cruel, but that's just who Lin Zhi is.
Attraction is a strange thing, and so are feelings.
Lin Zhi admired Jing Xun's art, but he rarely had emotional interactions with people like him.
Most of the time, Lin Zhi remained absolutely rational and calm. This was his way of life, which was more indifferent than the pretended gentleness and elegance, and had nothing to do with chaos and disorder.
Jing Xun, on the other hand, had a sense of being out of control, which was contrary to Lin Zhi.
Lin Zhi is well aware that humans are complex and multifaceted entities, and that split personality fragments may have something in common but will not be exactly the same.
Although he didn't feel quite ready to go deeper, Lin Zhi didn't plan to slack off on this job. He always took his work seriously, and based on their previous emotional foundation, he had a feeling of affection for Jing Xun.
He would do everything he could to bring him out of the hopeless abyss. How could he just stand by and watch as he tried so hard to save himself?
He looks forward to reuniting with his true self, and before that, he will pick up all of his broken pieces and allow them to truly heal.
The ringing tone waiting to be connected loops again, echoing in the silent space.
Jing Xun frowned as he looked at the phone, and after it automatically hung up, he dialed again.
To be honest, he hasn't contacted his brother for a long time. The last contact seemed to be a few months ago, or even earlier.
After all, they are all adults and will not interfere too much in each other's lives. Besides, his brother knows that he doesn't like to socialize with others and rarely bothers him.
Lin Zhi asked 01: [Are there any new features displayed? 】
01 said with some disappointment: [No. 】
Lin Zhi was not disappointed. It would be good to have help, but it didn't matter if there was no help.
There was a black mist of emotion floating around Jing Xun, proving that he was not in a very good mood.
However, even without the emotional fog, Lin Zhi could tell that he was in a bad mood. After all, Jing Xun did not hide it at all.
The inability to dial the phone made Jing Xun give up contacting his brother and call his mother instead.
As soon as Jing Xun made the call, he remembered that his parents had told him half a month ago that they were going to the Arctic with a scientific expedition team to experience different scenery. It might take a long time for them to come back, and it would be difficult to contact them during this period due to inconvenient communication.
As expected, the call was not connected, and Jing Xun had a headache.
He had no idea how to contact his mother's ex-husband, his brother's biological father. He didn't even know if the other party was still alive. How could he contact him to find his brother who might be missing?
Jing Xun put away his phone, looked at the young man who was standing not far from him and seemed a little reserved and anxious, and asked him to explain the situation clearly.
Although he really doesn't like being disturbed, doesn't want to get along with others, and even more dislikes troublesome things, this is after all a matter concerning his family, and he is the only one who can handle this matter at the moment, so Jing Xun must figure out the situation.
"The situation is like this. Jinrong has not replied to my message for a few days. He never does this. We are in a long-distance relationship, and sometimes there is a time difference in messages, so we will reply to each other as soon as we see it, but this time he didn't answer my call, nothing happened."
The young man quickly recounted what had happened, vividly expressing his anxiety and worry about his lover not contacting him for several unusual days.
"I was very upset so I decided to go back to China to look for him, but I couldn't find him at his residence. I asked the people downstairs in the apartment building, and they also said that they hadn't seen Jinrong for several days. I didn't know where else to look for him."
Lin Zhi did not mention the bloodstains in the room. The bloodstains had been dealt with, and only some neglected residues were left in some inconspicuous places.
If he told Jingxun just like that, then the incident would go wrong. He knew that the thing would most likely not be with Jingxun, and Jingxun could not possibly know the whereabouts of the ancient painting, so he didn't want Jingxun to get involved in this matter.
He just used Wei Jinrong's disappearance as a pretext to get close to Jing Xun, and he had some other intentions. Some things don't need to be said now.
"Jinrong said you were his younger brother. Two or three years ago, before he returned to China, he told me that he might buy a house next to yours and mentioned your residence, so I knew you lived here, but I wasn't sure if you still lived here now, so I came here to try my luck. Fortunately, you didn't move away, otherwise I really don't know what to do."
The beautiful young man with a pale face pressed his chest and sighed with great relief, looking at his boyfriend's younger brother with helplessness in his eyes.
Jing Xun looked at the person in front of him with some confusion. Just because her boyfriend didn't reply to her messages for a few days, she went back to China to look for him?
Should I say it's impulsive or infatuated?
And compared to the possibility of disappearance, isn't the possibility of cheating higher?
However, Jing Xun quickly realized that not everyone was like him and didn't like to reply to messages. Maybe for his brother's boyfriend, it was abnormal enough for his lover not to reply to messages for a few days.
Jing Xun didn't think the matter was serious and asked, "Do you know where he works? Have you asked his other friends? Maybe he just wants to relax alone."
Lin Zhi shook her head awkwardly, "I don't know where he works. He only told me that he was a teacher in an educational institution, but I don't know which institution it was. I don't know any of his friends in China, and the friends we both know haven't contacted him for a long time."
"Are you really in a relationship?"
Jing Xun looked a little suspicious, and felt that this young man who suddenly appeared was more and more strange.
"Of course, I can prove it."
The young man who was under suspicion was eager to prove himself. He had a photo of him and Wei Jinrong on his mobile phone. In the photo, both of them were smiling a little embarrassedly. Although there were no very intimate actions, one could see a hint of ambiguity between them.
There are also photos of the two traveling together, including the chat records that were searched, which also show Wei Jinrong's confession after returning to China, the two people communicating with each other, gifts on holidays, and blessings from mutual friends under the Moments.
Of course, this confession was instigated by the company, and their common friends were only some passers-by such as the flower shop owner and colleagues from the company.
The photo is real. It was taken three years ago by the original owner and Wei Jinrong. At that time, the two were in a relationship that was more than friends but less than lovers.
From these traces, anyone can easily trace the love between Wei Jinrong and Lin Zhi.
The two people met abroad, and because they were from the same hometown, they became work partners and fell in love with each other.
Soon Wei Jinrong was going back to China for development, but Lin Zhi remained abroad.
Perhaps the distance made them understand their feelings for each other, so Wei Jinrong confessed his love to him, and the two began a cross-border relationship that lasted for two or three years.
However, due to work reasons, the two have never met each other after they fell in love and maintained a relationship that was almost like an online romance. This time, Wei Jinrong did not reply to messages for several days. Lin Zhi was worried about his situation and decided to return home.
It's just that he hasn't been back to China for a long time and has no relatives there. He is very unfamiliar with his hometown. Apart from knowing where his boyfriend lives and his younger brother, he knows nothing about his boyfriend. When he can't find his boyfriend, he can only come to look for his younger brother.
Jing Xun pressed the painful Taiyangxue, wanting to say something but couldn't find the words for a moment.
"I won't bother you for too long. I have savings and can communicate with people smoothly. I don't need you to do anything else. Please don't feel burdened. I just want one more person to help me find him, especially since you are his relative, so the chances of finding him are greater."
"It's not that I haven't thought of other possibilities, but there's nothing wrong between us, and I've always believed in him. In fact, I hope it's what I think, that he just disappeared to get rid of me, but as long as I think that something might happen to him and I haven't done anything, I won't feel at ease."
Lin Zhi tried her best to smile, but she looked haggard and a little bitter.
The young man has long eyelashes and dark eyes, and looks like an exquisite doll under the cold light.
His hair was a little wet from the rain, and fell down obediently and softly, with a kind of silent loneliness.
From his emotions, one can feel that it is not ignorant and naive, but a mature rationality and sincerity.
Jing Xun's expression softened a lot, and he even felt that his brother had a good eye for choosing a lover.
"I'll ask someone for help and go when the rain stops."
Lin Zhi nodded, and suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Lin Zhi."
He extended his hand to Jing Xun, but seeing that the other party had no intention of shaking hands with him, he paused for a moment and then naturally withdrew his hand.
Jing Xun nodded to indicate that he understood. He had just seen Lin Zhi's name in the chat history between his brother and him.
"I don't like people disturbing me, so try not to talk to me. Please do as you please."
He had no intention of entertaining the guest and turned to walk towards the living room.
He sat casually in front of the drawing board and picked up the color wheel again.
Lin Zhi saw the drawing papers scattered around him. Those paper balls proved that Jing Xun's creation did not seem to be going smoothly.
Lin Zhi hid the thoughtful look in his eyes. This might be his chance, but he couldn't be sure that he could succeed in this journey.
Inspiration is an extremely personal thing, and this idea is too broad and too easy to make mistakes, so Lin Zhi put the idea aside.
Jing Xun is like a clock whose hands keep turning backwards. It takes an opportunity to enter his chaotic world.
Creating opportunities when there are none has always been what Lin Zhi is good at.
He took off his coat, which was wet and heavy, and draped it on a chair in the dining room. The cold air flowing in the house made him shiver slightly, and he rubbed his hands to warm himself up.
After charging his phone, he informed his boss that he had entered Jing Xun's home but the other party was very repulsive to him. He replied that he would try his best to follow up and then deleted the message.
Jing Xun stirred the paint with a frown on his face. He felt uncomfortable with the presence of a stranger in the house. Even though the other person had tried to move as lightly as possible, he still felt irritated.
His personality had long become unstable due to the chaotic times, and he didn't like exposing his illness in front of others.
Jing Xun looked at the time on his watch, then looked out the window at the rain that might stop at any time, and walked towards his bedroom.
The nominal sister-in-law's voice sounded softly behind him: "Excuse me, can I borrow your kitchen for a moment?"
Jing Xun didn't turn around, just nodded and closed the door indifferently.
The heavy rain seemed to be submerging the city. The sky was already gloomy and visibility was very low before evening.
In the villa's bedroom, the windows were not closed tightly, and the moist wind and rain blew in through the gaps, soaking some of the curtains.
Jing Xun blinked, felt the familiar sense of mental discontinuity, and looked at his watch.
It was sixteen past six. He remembered that the last time he checked the time was three o'clock.
In order to avoid unconscious amnesia, Jing Xun has long developed the habit of checking the time on time. In order to avoid forgetting to check the time, his watch has a function of slight vibration at a fixed point.
He couldn't determine what period of time he had lost by what he did. He was painting most of the time, so he had no special memories and forgot the passage of time.
He should be painting after three o'clock...it's only a little after six o'clock, why is he in the bedroom outside of sleeping hours?
Jing Xun looked at the memo placed beside him, and the things on it made Jing Xun very unfamiliar.
My brother is missing? His boyfriend is at his house?
Next to this page of memo is a sketch he drew casually, showing the young man sitting outside the door, looking into the unknown distance.
Jing Xun pinched his brows. He had to take a look at this person's face to avoid being noticed as abnormal.
As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he was confronted with a strange and beautiful face. He tried his best to suppress his slightly out-of-control emotions.
The other person's hand stopped in mid-air as he was about to knock on the door, and he said apologetically, "I was just about to knock on the door to ask if you wanted to have dinner, and I accidentally cooked a little too much."
"Need not."
Jing Xun subconsciously refused, left Lin Zhi's side, and took the tablet from the living room to explain why he opened the door.
Seeing that Jing Xun was not planning to eat, Lin Zhi went to the restaurant to enjoy dinner alone.
The bedroom door closed again and the house returned to silence.
Based on the ingredients available in Jingxun's kitchen, Lin Zhi made herself a bowl of bacon pasta.
Lin Zhi picked up the fork, lowered his head and bit the tip, revealing an irrepressible smile.
He felt really weird, really weird.
Mingming didn't have much feeling for Jing Xun, but at that moment just now, when he saw Jing Xun's expression when he opened the door, he suddenly felt it.
It is not a sense of defense and fear, nor is it a sense of hostility, but a kind of decadent and gloomy chaos that can swallow people up.
It’s really exciting to see what expression he will have when encountering other things.
As a mixed-race, Jing Xun was tall, almost a size bigger than him, and he looked like he really enjoyed biting people.
Lin Zhi's smile had disappeared when she looked up. After all, how could a woman whose boyfriend was missing, who was either heartbroken or a widow, smile so happily at her boyfriend's brother's house?
He did not touch Jingxun's wine cabinet without permission, and the glass was filled with milk.
He raised his hand slightly towards Jing Xun's door and silently said "Happy Birthday".
September 23 is Mingyao’s birthday.
Although not a personality fragment, they are also a person in a sense.
Lin Zhi lowered his head and slowly finished his dinner.
Jing Xun was in the bedroom, looking at the message sent by the agent.
He was not in a good condition to socialize with others, so he would leave all matters concerning painting to his agent.
The agent is the daughter of my mother’s friend, named Chang Yuhan.
Because he couldn't contact his mother, at 4:30 he asked Chang Yuhan to investigate his brother's affairs, hoping to determine his brother's safety as soon as possible.
"I resigned half a month ago."
Jing Xun frowned slightly. Was this a premeditated disappearance?
But he didn't think that Wei Jinrong, who was thirty years old, would still play this trick. They were all adults. From the memo he recorded, Wei Jinrong and Lin Zhi didn't have any deep love-hate entanglement or interests. Why couldn't Wei Jinrong just say it directly but did this?
He decided to ask Chang Yuhan and Lin Zhi to go to that institution to inquire about the situation.
The hunger in his stomach made Jing Xun decide to eat. He opened the door and saw the back of the young man in the open kitchen.
He was wearing a black sweater, which made his face look even softer and whiter.
"Are you hungry? I left a dinner for you in the thermos box. If you need it, please eat it as soon as possible, otherwise it will taste bad when it gets cold."
Lin Zhi slightly turned sideways to cover the slender dagger on his waist that was exposed when he raised his hand to close the closet.
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