Chapter 9 I'm afraid it's hard to follow



Chapter 9 I’m afraid it’s hard to chase

Lin Yan stared at the kiss mark on his neck and was confused for a moment.

How could she do such a thing?

If you don’t remember it, it doesn’t happen. If it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t happen.

She denied it: "I didn't."

"Don't believe it?" Xing Yu curled his lips. "My grandma witnessed everything last night. Why don't we let her come in and testify?"

"..." Lin Yan squinted at him: "Then what do you want?"

"I haven't decided yet." Xing Yu made a wishful calculation: "I'll owe it for now."

Lin Yan didn't respond and planned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Xing Yu asked.

"Mind me."

"Tomorrow is Chinese New Year."

"It doesn't matter whether I win or not."

As soon as Lin Yan went downstairs, she saw a white-haired old man wearing a red flowered jacket.

He looks to be at least eighty years old, but he is in good spirits and looks very strong.

It should be Grandma Xing Yu.

The old lady waved at her first and spoke in a strong voice: "Xiao Lin, are you awake? Breakfast is ready, come and have breakfast."

"No thanks, grandma." Lin Yan bowed politely to her. "I'm sorry to bother you last night. I wish you a happy new year in advance."

As soon as Lin Yan left, Xing Yu followed her out.

He stood in front of the door, looking at Lin Yan's back with a gloomy face.

The old lady came closer, glanced at the marks on his neck, and shook her head: "I told you it's useless, right? You asked me to scrape you so early in the morning. Your little tricks are already outdated!"

Xing Yu remained silent, his eyes still fixed on the direction where Lin Yan left.

The old lady patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Ayu, this girl is obviously someone with a story. If she has something on her mind, it might be hard to pursue her!"

Lin Yan went straight back to the hotel, picked up her luggage, and left for the county town from the bus station.

On the way, she sent a message to her uncle, telling him that she would not be going home for the New Year.

While waiting for the bus, someone was calling her name not far away. Then she saw Zhou Gang running towards her breathlessly with a bag in his hand.

Lin Yan hurried forward: "Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhou Gang panted heavily and handed her the cloth bag in his hand: "Here are more than 30 free-range eggs. Take them to the county town to eat. Your uncle doesn't have anything good to give you. Take them, Yanyan. When I have time, I'll go to the county town to see you."

Lin Yan looked at the eggs in the bag and felt warm in her heart: "Thank you, uncle."

Only then did she realize that her uncle seemed to have aged a lot.

Eight years passed quickly. Most of his hair had turned white, his skin had become darker, and even his eyes had begun to become cloudy and dim.

Zhou Gang suddenly sighed, guilt floating on his weathered face.

"Yan Yan, your uncle is so sorry for you. It's my incompetence that has kept you from even having a home to return to... Over the years, I've been reflecting on whether I should have taken you back from the orphanage. Perhaps... you would have been happier there."

Lin Yan shook her head: "Uncle, don't say such things in the future. I don't like to hear it."

"Uncle knows why you didn't want to go home for the past eight years. That's why every time I called you, I didn't force you to come back. I can't stand your aunt's bad behavior, let alone you." Zhou Gang said, his eyes couldn't help but redden.

"Yan Yan, I apologize to you on behalf of your aunt. I'm sorry you've been wronged..."

It is not his turn to apologize. It is An Chunfang who should apologize.

She changed the subject: "Okay, uncle, go back quickly, the bus should be here soon."

"By the way, Yanyan, that..." Zhou Gang was about to say something, but he hesitated.

"What?"

"Um... Zhou Jing contacted me a while ago... She... She's doing well..."

Lin Yan was confused for a moment.

Zhou Jing is the biological mother who abandoned her at the door of the orphanage.

After so many years, my heart still can't help but ripple when I hear news about her.

But it was just a slight fluctuation.

Lin Yan sarcastically said, "She's doing well."

"Yan Yan, your mother has actually been in Jingbei these years... She remarried and found a good husband. The man also has a daughter who seems to be a few years younger than you."

Lin Yan was indifferent: "Yeah."

Zhou Gang hesitated to speak, frowning as he spoke, "Yan Yan... actually... actually, your mother contacted me because she wanted me to ask you something..."

"What's up?"

"Your brother lost contact with our family some time ago. I haven't been able to contact him for over two months. She asked me to ask you if your brother has come to see you."

Her brother is seven years older than her. She was only three years old when her mother took her brother away, so her memory is very vague.

But I heard from my uncle that my brother loved her very much.

They had lost contact since childhood, and so many years had passed, so even if the two stood in front of each other, they might not recognize each other.

Besides, he had no reason to come to her on purpose.

"No. No one came to see me."

Zhou Gang didn't want to ask any more questions, so he continued to speak as if to make amends.

"Yan Yan, your mother is still thinking about you. Maybe she has her own unspeakable secrets... I'll send you her number. You can contact her when you figure it out. After all, she is your mother..."

Lin Yan raised her head slightly and looked directly at Zhou Gang. Although her voice was not loud, it was very decisive.

"Uncle, please tell her what I said. Whether I'm doing well or not has nothing to do with her. In my heart, my mother died when I was three years old. She's not worthy of being a mother because she gave birth to me but didn't raise me."

At this time, the bus came.

Lin Yan was about to get in the car when Zhou Gang stopped her.

"By the way, Yanyan! What's going on between you and that Xing Yu?"

Lin Yan responded: "At the friendship stage, we are still in contact."

Zhou Gang said earnestly, "Yan Yan, let's not rush! Many men treat you very well when they're pursuing you, but their true colors will be revealed after a while! Let's get to know each other slowly. Don't just give in because you're old. Life isn't the same with everyone, understand?"

"I understand, uncle."

It was already evening when we returned to the county town and finished packing up the rental house.

Lin Yan had just fallen onto the sofa when a WeChat message popped up on her phone.

It was her friend, Cheng Qing.

The only daughter in northern Beijing, a top student from a 985 university, got pregnant before marriage and married an ordinary man.

Now I am a housewife at home.

[Yan Yan, are you used to going back to your hometown? I've been busy taking care of the kids lately and haven't had time to contact you.]

【fine. 】

[I heard from Song Yanzheng that you went on a blind date and it worked out? Is that true?]

Lin Yan didn't know where to start for a moment, so she just replied "Yeah" without any explanation.

A minute later, Cheng Qing sent her a voice message.

"Yan Yan, that's right. Song Yanzheng doesn't cherish you, but there are plenty of people who do. You're so outstanding and work so hard. Losing you would be his loss. Oh, and what's your blind date's name, Xing? It seems to be the same last name as Song Yanzheng's fiancée."

As soon as I finished listening to the voice, my phone rang.

After the call was connected, it turned out to be a sales call for buying insurance.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yan opened WeChat again, replied to Cheng Qing's message, and then switched to a certain audio app to watch short videos.

About five minutes later, a WeChat message from Xing Yu suddenly popped up on the phone.

He sent a "?".

Lin Yan opened the chat interface and was stunned.

The next second, he jumped up from the sofa like a somersault.

Five minutes ago, the message that was supposed to be sent to Cheng Qing was mistakenly sent to Xing Yu.

The worst part is that the character "Xing Yu" was misspelled, sounding like "sexual desire."

This damn nine-key input method has caused a lot of harm.

She tried to retract the message, but to no avail.

At this time, Xing Yu sent another message.

[I have a strong sexual desire, want to try it? ]

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