Chapter 280 Can't Sleep
After Zhong Yuansheng finished speaking, he quickly took the bag from his hand.
Lin Yan'an had no chance to refuse, so he could only smile helplessly and say thank you, "Thank you, Dad."
Zhong Yuansheng, carrying the bag, turned and got into the car without looking back: "There's no need for formalities between us, father and son."
As he spoke, he glanced inside the car and then placed the bag he was carrying on an empty seat.
Zhong Yuansheng stood in the aisle of the carriage, his honest gaze sweeping over everyone inside. After Director Li boarded the train, he smiled sincerely and said, "Director Li, and all the teachers, our Yan An is young and has a quiet personality. I hope you will all take good care of him and be understanding in the future."
His words were simple and unadorned, yet they carried a father's most sincere wishes.
As he spoke, Zhong Yuansheng took out some snacks from his bag and distributed them to everyone present.
The previously quiet atmosphere inside the car instantly became lively.
Director Li, holding the food that had been forced upon him, quickly smiled and agreed, "Uncle Zhong, you're too kind. Yan An is very dedicated to his work, and his professional skills are beyond question. We all like him very much, so you can rest assured."
"Yes, Uncle Zhong, screenwriter Lin is a very good person, so you can rest assured."
"Yes, yes, don't worry, we get along like brothers."
Everyone smiled and expressed their opinions.
Looking at the kind-hearted people in front of him, Zhong Yuansheng felt much more at ease.
He nodded with a smile and replied, "That's good, that's good."
Lin Yan'an had just put down his suitcase and turned back to the car door when he overheard their entire conversation.
He paused as he boarded the car, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside him, yet also a profound sense of warmth.
He hadn't heard such words in a very long time, let alone someone, in his capacity as a father, so naturally yet so protectively defending him and entrusting him with responsibilities in front of outsiders.
Deep in his memory, the figure of his father had long since blurred with the passage of time. He had almost become accustomed to facing everything alone and had almost forgotten what it felt like to be protected by someone without reservation.
But at this moment, listening to Zhong Yuansheng's not-so-pleasant, even somewhat rustic, instructions, and hearing the kind responses from everyone in the car, Lin Yan'an felt her eyes welling up with tears.
He lowered his head to calm himself down, trying to hide the turmoil of emotions he had just felt.
Zhong Yuansheng didn't notice anything unusual about Lin Yan'an, nor did he know that Lin Yan'an was right at the door.
He listened to the kind assurances from the people in the car before turning around to get out.
Turning my head, I saw Lin Yan'an standing at the door.
He chuckled and patted the bag on the car seat, then looked at Lin Yan'an and asked with a smile, "Yan'an, is everything packed?"
"Get in the car once you've put it away. I heard this car ride will take a long time. There's food and drinks here, so remember to eat."
"Oh right, there's also a small U-shaped pillow inside. I bought it when I was going to school last night. If you're sleepy, take it out and wear it to avoid getting a stiff neck."
Lin Yan'an's mood, which had been somewhat calmed down, instantly reddened with tears after hearing his warm rambling.
He sniffed, his nose stinging slightly, and looked up at Zhong Yuansheng with a smile. His voice was a little hoarse: "Yes, Dad, I've got it all. You and Mom, come inside quickly, it's cold outside."
"Okay, don't worry, we'll go in after you leave. It'll only be a short while, it'll be fine."
Zhong Yuansheng didn't think much of it. Instead, he turned around and waved goodbye to everyone in the car, saying, "Have a safe trip, everyone."
After he finished speaking with a smile, he got out of the car.
Lin Yan'an stepped aside to make way for him, watching him walk to He Qilan's side and stand there, waving to him with a smile.
Seeing this, Lin Yan'an also raised her hand and responded with a smile, "Mom and Dad, let's go back."
"Okay, I'll head back as soon as you get on the bus."
He Qilan looked at Lin Yan'an with reluctance and said, "Be careful on the road."
"good."
Lin Yan'an gave them one last deep look before turning and getting into the car.
He walked to the seat next to the bag, sat down, looked at the two people outside the car window, and waved again with a smile.
Director Li glanced at him, then at the people outside the car, and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. He then walked to the passenger seat, sat down, and nodded slightly to the driver: "Let's go."
"Um."
The driver nodded and started the car.
The car gradually drove away, and the figures outside the window were gradually left behind.
Lin Yan'an then looked away, saw the teasing looks in everyone's eyes, and heard their kind greetings. He shook his head with a light laugh, then turned around and sat down.
He turned his head to look at the scenery rushing past outside the window, but his heart was filled with warmth.
Especially when I took out that new thermos, the emptiness I felt from the separation was replaced by a warmer feeling.
Unlike his love for Zhong Wan, it still made him feel incredibly secure and attached.
That was the feeling of home he hadn't experienced in a long time.
There, there is anticipation, a sense of belonging, and warmth.
There is her, and there are them.
That's good.
The car smoothly and quickly entered the highway.
Lin Yan'an leaned back in her chair, wearing the U-shaped neck pillow, and fiddled with her phone.
He opened his chat with Zhong Wan and couldn't resist sending her a message.
[God of Wealth: We're on the highway now. Mom packed a lot of food for me. Are you awake yet?]
His phone vibrated shortly after he sent the message.
Wife: Hmm, can't sleep. Remember to eat, and let me know when you arrive.
Looking at the messages on his phone, Lin Yan'an could almost picture Zhong Wan struggling to fall asleep but also not wanting to get up. A smile instantly crept onto his face.
[God of Wealth: Okay, don't worry.]
[God of Wealth: Not sleepy anymore?]
[Wife: Hmmming and whining.jpg]
[Wife: Whose fault is it?! I told you I didn't want it, but you wouldn't listen?!]
[Wife: I'm so sleepy and tired, but I still can't fall asleep. What should I do?]
[Wife: Kitten rolling around (jpg)]
Lin Yan'an looked at the message on the screen, at the cute emoji, and imagined Zhong Wan's spineless and submissive appearance. His heart melted instantly, but there was also a hint of guilt and pride mixed in.
His fingertips tapped lightly on the screen, his reply filled with doting affection.
[God of Wealth: My bad, pat on the head.jpg]
[God of Wealth: If you really can't sleep, get up and move around. Mom cooked some porridge, it's still warm in the pot, you can get up and eat some first.]
[God of Wealth: Or... lie down a little longer, I'll chat with you.]
Zhong Wan held her phone, looking at the message with conflicted emotions.
She yawned lazily, feeling the warm sunshine, and was even more reluctant to get up.
[Wife: Collapses (jpg)]
Wife: Forget it, the bed smells better.
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