bright red
Although Ye Jia didn't see any medicine at Gu Anzhou's house, not even in the trash can, she recalled the time she encountered it on the ship before, and the thing hidden under "Chasing the Sun Island" should be some kind of psychotropic drug.
He was still "dishonest" with her, but there was really nothing anyone could say about it.
I just feel heartbroken, extremely heartbroken.
Ye Jia took his large hand and rubbed it against her face, then closed her eyes.
Gu Anzhou liked her like this; it gave her a sense of security. He wanted to be the one who could give her a sense of security and didn't want her to be afraid of him in the slightest.
As soon as Ye Jia stepped out of the airport, she smelled the familiar scents of her hometown.
She took a deep breath and looked at Gu Anzhou, keeping a close eye on his condition.
Gu Anzhou seemed perfectly fine, and he was indeed alright. Although that place wasn't geographically far from here, being held by Ye Jia's hand made him feel like he had arrived at a completely new and exciting place.
My parents are coming from the county tonight. They'll stay in the city for a day and then take a flight to Beicheng early tomorrow morning.
Gu Anzhou met Ye Jia's parents at a local restaurant.
It's already late autumn. Although this is in the south, it's not as warm as the islands. The temperature is only around ten degrees Celsius, and it's quite chilly.
But Gu Anzhou's palms were sweating the whole time.
A couple with plain faces, dark skin, and short stature were led into a private room by their daughter. Their gaze fell on the tall man standing inside, and then they looked at their daughter with some confusion.
Who is this?
“Mom, Dad, this is the doctor he introduced to me. His surname is Gu, you can call him Xiao Gu.” Ye Jia said, putting her arm around Gu Anzhou’s arm. “He’s also my boyfriend.”
Hearing the first part of the sentence, Gu Anzhou was already prepared to be good friends with them. Upon hearing the second part, he immediately extended his hand and said to them in dialect, "Auntie, Uncle, I am Gu Anzhou, Ye Jia's boyfriend."
Ye Jia looked at him in surprise.
The last time she called, he could understand her. She knew he understood the dialect, but he could still speak it, and it was only slightly unnatural; you couldn't tell unless you listened carefully.
Ye Jia's parents immediately assumed he was a local, but that wasn't the point; the point was his identity.
Boyfriend? Ye Jia has a boyfriend?
They hadn't thought about this at all, and they'd never heard her talk about anything with guys. Every time they called, they'd just talk about studies and work.
Mom was the first to react, but after saying "okay" a few times, she didn't know what else to say.
Ye Jia told them to sit down and didn't go into further details, suggesting they eat something first and get to know each other better.
Although the food was local, it was much more expensive than in the county. Not to mention, the two elders in the county never ate out and always cooked at home. They shook their heads repeatedly when they saw the menu.
Gu Anzhou kept his gaze averted, not looking at the two elders much, but he had roughly understood them after just one meeting. Having met too many people, he could almost recognize someone at a glance, and he already knew a bit about Ye Jia, so he had certain expectations of her parents.
As expected, they were two very simple, kind, and honest people who probably had never done anything wrong in their lives.
The gazes the two elders were casting at this moment proved this point; they seemed quite uneasy, embarrassed, and even a little apologetic.
Because of this, Gu Anzhou was even more uneasy, not wanting to disappoint them.
One dish after another was served, and Ye Jia urged them to eat quickly. She sensed that both sides were quite nervous.
After they had eaten enough, Ye Jia let them chat for a bit and get to know each other.
Knowing that Gu Anzhou owned a bar, Ye Jia's father grabbed her arm and asked, trying to sound quiet but actually quite loud, "Then how does he know such a famous doctor?"
Gu Anzhou had discussed this issue with Ye Jia before, mentioning that they were old friends.
Ye Jia's mother then asked her, "You've only just started dating someone, and you're already troubling them with such a big matter. Is that really a good idea?"
“No problem, Auntie.” This time Gu Anzhou answered himself, “It’s no trouble at all, Uncle’s matter is more important.”
The mother gradually relaxed, her eyes crinkling with laughter. As they left the private room, she pulled Ye Jia behind her and said, "Your boyfriend is great. He looks like a celebrity, and he's got a good physique too. He must be amazing at work."
Ye Jia couldn't help but laugh: "You want to drag him to work in our fields?"
But judging from how he tidied up the bar and upstairs, you can tell he's really efficient at his work. Not only is he good at it, but he's also quite capable.
"Is his family well-off?" Ye Jia's mother worried. "Won't people think we're from the mountains?"
“We’re originally from the mountains, so don’t worry about what other people think. The important thing right now is Dad’s ears.”
Ye Jia's father and Gu Anzhou walked ahead, and they seemed to be getting to know each other a little.
Ye Jia used to think her father was quite tall, but he was actually more than a head shorter than Gu Anzhou, and his body was hunched over, making him look like a short old man.
As I stepped out of the restaurant, the sycamore leaves of late autumn fell and swayed gently to the ground.
The hotel they were staying at was nearby, and they walked there, chatting along the way.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Ye Jia arranged rooms at the front desk, with her parents naturally sharing a room.
Ye Jia's mother tugged at her, telling her to live separately from Gu Anzhou.
“I know.” Ye Jia showed her the records on her phone. “I originally booked three rooms, you see.”
After Gu Anzhou took their luggage and put it in the room, he said to them, "Uncle, Aunt, you should get some rest. We'll have breakfast downstairs tomorrow morning."
"Okay, okay," they both said. "Thank you for your hard work."
As soon as the door closed, Ye Jia put her arm around Gu Anzhou, snuggling closer to him as they went to a room together.
Gu Anzhou looked at her as she came in and closed the door, somewhat surprised: "Weren't there three rooms?"
"Can't I come to a three-room house?" Ye Jia dragged him to the sofa and asked, "What did you and Dad talk about just now?"
"He told me why he had a problem with his ears, said that you were working very hard, and told me to take good care of you."
Ye Jia nodded.
Back then, Ye Jia's father went to work in a factory, but due to a quality problem with the machine, a huge explosion occurred. He was right next to it at the time, and luckily he ran fast enough to save his life. He only suffered minor external injuries to his limbs, but his hearing was greatly damaged.
Gu Anzhou made her look at him: "My uncle said there was only a small amount of compensation at the time."
"Well, he doesn't understand these things, and I'm still young," Ye Jia said. "Is it possible to find a factory now?"
"The statute of limitations for work-related injury determination is only one year. Even if you try to pursue civil tort claims, the statute of limitations is only three years. Your father's case happened too long ago."
Ye Jia felt a little regretful, but not much, since she had long known that the hope was slim. "There's nothing we can do; the past is the past."
“But he was clearly still upset. He told me earlier that he remembered the dust from the explosion and the details of his coworkers very clearly.”
Ye Jia felt that Gu Anzhou was also on the verge of collapse.
She opened her arms: "Come on."
Gu Anzhou paused for a moment, then leaned closer, intending to rest his chin on her shoulder to recharge as he had done before, but Ye Jia pressed his head down and buried his face in her chest.
Ye Jia immediately felt his entire head getting hot. She patted him and asked, "Won't you be scared because you can't see?"
Gu Anzhou didn't think about being scared at all. He was just burning up and felt like he couldn't breathe and was about to drown. He still supported himself on her waist with both hands, sat up, gasped for breath, and looked at her with a flushed face.
"It's alright." Ye Jia patted his head. "Some things leave a mark that can't be erased, so just leave it there."
We need to find a way to coexist with it.
Ye Jia leaned into his arms, his chest so soft it could be used as a pillow: "I'm going to sleep here tonight."
"……What?"
I want to hug you.
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Gu Anzhou felt more nervous than ever before. While showering, the thought that Ye Jia was just outside the glass door, and that Ye Jia's parents were just a few rooms away, made him feel like his soul was being washed away down the drain.
The tension of a mission is different from this moment. A mission requires a high degree of mental focus, with blood boiling throughout the body. But right now, the blood is concentrated in one place, to the point that his mind is foggy.
I'm going to die.
Gu Anzhou turned the tap to the other side, and the cool water rushed over his head, making him feel much more awake, but it didn't have much effect on the other side.
With extreme embarrassment and ninety percent shyness, Gu Anzhou opened the door, dressed in long sleeves and trousers, completely covered up, and dared not look at the person sitting on the sofa reading a book.
"I'm done washing up." Ye Jia put down her book and stood up. "I'm going to wash up too. Wait for me, don't fall asleep."
Gu Anzhou lay down and quickly tried to hypnotize himself, trying to fall asleep quickly, but he still couldn't fall asleep. The more he couldn't fall asleep, the more anxious he became, and the more anxious he became, the less he could fall asleep.
Then he felt the other side of the bed sink in. How did she finish washing up? He wasn't asleep yet, but he still had his eyes closed.
Why are you pretending to be asleep?
"I didn't." (She hadn't even opened her eyes yet.)
Ye Jia laughed out loud, pinched his cheek, and looked at him while lying on his chest. How funny! He seemed much more shy than her, making her feel like she, who had read several comic books, had become a seasoned veteran.
"I'm going to kiss you," Ye Jia said. "Aren't you going to look at me?"
A pair of big eyes widened in terror.
The next second his vision blurred, and Gu Anzhou felt her biting his lips, like a kitten playing with someone. It hurt a little, but it stimulated the depths of his brain.
My eyes closed again, leaving only sensation and the soft, moist sounds I heard.
Ye Jia lifted the covers and lay down, placing her hand on his stomach. He immediately tensed his muscles. She tugged at the hem of his shirt with her fingers: "Can I touch your scar? I've been curious about it since the first time I saw you."
"...What are you curious about?"
"I'm just curious about your situation."
"Oh." Gu Anzhou swallowed. "I thought you were curious about what it felt like to touch it since it was our first meeting."
Well, you can't say there isn't any.
To protect her image, Ye Jia chose not to answer, and then asked him, "So do you agree or not?"
Gu Anzhou hummed in response, turned to face her, but his gaze only fell on the top of her head, not daring to look into her eyes. He took her hand and led her to slip it under his shirt.
He thought he could control things better, but when a hand that didn't belong to him reached in, he was so frightened that he tightened his grip even more.
Her hands weren't soft; they were thin and strong, but when they touched Gu Anzhou, it felt like being scratched by a cat.
Ye Jia touched his scar, stroking it from top to bottom like a feather. What was he suspected of that made it so long and deep?
"Alright..." Gu Anzhou gently pressed down.
Are you feeling unwell?
It wasn't uncomfortable, but it wasn't comfortable either; it was a very strange feeling.
He would say when he felt unwell, and judging from his reaction, it wasn't a strong resistance, so Ye Jia knew he wasn't unwell and continued.
After gently stroking his scars several times, Ye Jia tried to explore the area that interested her the most.
Gu Anzhou grabbed him again, but he immediately realized he had used too much force and let go, not wanting to appear rough.
“If you’re worried about hurting me, I’ll do it. Just don’t move,” Ye Jia said.
No, what kind of talk is that?
Gu Anzhou's face and entire body were flushed red, as hot as a scalding iron plate.
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