Chapter 13 Chen Keai
"I... I didn't see anything!" He turned around and tried to run towards the stairwell with his weak legs, but just as he raised his legs, Lu Qingmian grabbed his collar and pulled him back.
He had no strength at all, and when Lu Qingmian pulled him, he sat down on the ground, and his forehead hit Lu Qingmian's leg.
Lu Qingmian paused, then looked down to see Jiang Jinyue covering his head, feeling dizzy. Seeing him looking over, he immediately covered his glasses with both hands, still muttering in defense, "I didn't see anything. I really didn't see anything. I also didn't hear the two workers say your house was full of human specimens and that you looked like a murderer. I know nothing, seriously! Believe me!"
Jiang Jinyue said a lot of things in a row, and his voice became softer and softer. He put down one of his hands that was covering the lens of his glasses and quietly grabbed Lu Qingmian's trouser leg.
Lu Qingmian looked down for a moment, then suddenly said, "Isn't it cold sitting on the ground?"
Jiang Jinyue: "Ah?"
Lu Qingmian: "Stand up."
Jiang Jinyue grabbed Lu Qingmian's trouser legs with both hands, but did not stand up. He still sat on the ground with his legs spread apart, half-kneeling, like a little duck.
Lu Qingmian: "Aren't you getting up yet?"
Jiang Jinyue looked up. His two lenses were covered with blurry handprints. He could vaguely see helplessness in his eyes behind the lenses. His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "My legs are weak..."
Lu Qingmian: “…”
Lu Qingmian bent down, reached out and pinched Jiang Jinyue's armpits, and picked Jiang Jinyue up like a child.
Jiang Jinyue's eyes were dizzy and his ears were ringing after being touched so hard that his legs were completely powerless. When Lu Qingmian let go of him, he was about to sit on the ground again, but Lu Qingmian quickly grabbed him again and pressed him against the wall.
Jiang Jinyue stood firmly against the wall, and Lu Qingmian slowly withdrew his hand, but used both hands to support himself on the walls on both sides of Jiang Jinyue, blocking all his ways to escape.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Jiang Jinyue then remembered that he came to Lu Qingmian to seek treatment, but he had just been touched one after another, and illusions were invading his world little by little from the corners. Both his vision and hearing became weird. He was like a person who was cursed and imprisoned in horrific memories forever, and he could not find a way out.
Lu Qingmian noticed that Jiang Jinyue's expression was not right, and immediately took off Jiang Jinyue's glasses and mask, staring at Jiang Jinyue's eyes with his black eyes.
Jiang Jinyue's gaze was empty, as if he couldn't see Lu Qingmian in front of him at all.
Lu Qingmian frowned, "Jiang Jinyue?"
Jiang Jinyue frowned, his expression becoming more and more painful. He bit his lips tightly with his teeth, so hard that his lips soon bled. The bright red blood flowed along the edge of his lips to his chin, like a deep red mole.
"Jiang Jinyue! Look at me! Come to me! Don't get lost!" Lu Qingmian lowered his head, his forehead almost touching Jiang Jinyue's forehead.
The sound of "Jiang Jinyue" came into his ears, and Jiang Jinyue's unfocused eyes slowly returned to normal, and Lu Qingmian's anxious look was reflected in his moist eyes.
"Lu Qingmian..." Jiang Jinyue said softly. He seemed to have just experienced a great injustice, and Lu Qingmian in front of him was his life-saving straw.
"Lu Qingmian," Jiang Jinyue quietly reached out and grabbed the hem of Lu Qingmian's clothes. He blinked slowly, and tears suddenly burst out. "It hurts, it hurts so much, my hands hurt, everything hurts..."
Lu Qingmian was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and clumsily wiped the tears from Jiang Jinyue's face with his sleeve. When his eyes fell on Jiang Jinyue's lips, which were covered with bite marks and blood, he frowned and said, "Let's go home first. I'll take you home."
Jiang Jinyue nodded, still holding Lu Qingmian's clothes.
Lu Qingmian led him downstairs and walked towards Jiang Jinyue's rental house. The two walked very slowly. Jiang Jinyue was very well behaved along the way. He lowered his head and followed Lu Qingmian obediently, and his hand that was holding the corner of Lu Qingmian's clothes never let go.
Looking at Jiang Jinyue's dark head, Lu Qingmian whispered, "Jiang Jinyue, next time, remember to look for me in the illusion. Find me and don't get lost."
The dark head nodded vigorously.
Even when he stood in front of the rental house, Jiang Jinyue still looked like this and did not look up.
Lu Qingmian stretched out his hand, "Give me the key."
Jiang Jinyue belatedly took out the key from his pocket and handed it to Lu Qingmian. Lu Qingmian opened the door and changed the subject: "You're not afraid of me now? You're letting a murderer into your house like this?"
The door opened, and Jiang Jinyue followed Lu Qingmian in, shaking her head as she walked: "I've never been afraid of you, nor did I believe what they said. I was just curious."
Lu Qingmian walked to the center of the living room and suddenly stopped moving. Jiang Jinyue didn't understand why. Lu Qingmian turned her back to him and said in a frighteningly low voice, "What if... I really killed someone?"
Jiang Jinyue walked up to Lu Qingmian, looked up at his ink-black eyes, and said seriously, "I don't believe you won't kill anyone."
Lu Qingmian curled his lips, not dwelling on this issue, but looking at the coat Jiang Jinyue was wearing.
It was almost August. Although the summer in H City was not very hot, it was still over 20 degrees Celsius. However, Jiang Jinyue wore a very thick coat.
"Aren't you hot wearing such thick clothes? Take off your coat."
Jiang Jinyue certainly knew that he was wearing too much, but he tugged at the corner of his coat, and even though his neck was sweating from the heat, he didn't take off his coat.
Seeing this, Lu Qingmian walked over and asked, "Can I help you take it off?"
This time Jiang Jinyue didn't hesitate, but he didn't move quickly. He slowly took off his coat and faced Lu Qingmian.
He was wearing the same thin shirt as before, and it looked no different from the front, but Lu Qingmian thought of something and suddenly strode behind Jiang Jinyue.
Jiang Jinyue didn't react in time, and Lu Qingmian saw the two big holes on the back of his shirt.
Those were the holes that were poked out when the wings grew. The wings had disappeared, but the holes in the clothes were still there. When she wore it, a patch of white skin on her back was exposed. The little bit of fabric left between the two holes was shaky, and it looked like the shirt was about to become a completely backless dress.
"You..." Lu Qingmian was speechless for a moment.
Jiang Jinyue was embarrassed: "I don't have many clothes."
Lu Qingmian thought of the health certificate Jiang Jinyue had obtained and asked, "Do you want to work part-time?"
Jiang Jinyue nodded.
Lu Qingmian frowned, but said nothing.
Jiang Jinyue knew what Lu Qingmian wanted to say, and he felt a little lost. "I know my situation, so I came to you... I just want you to continue to help me with my treatment. I want to get back to normal as soon as possible... I want to work part-time and make money."
He wanted to make money, even if it was just a little bit, so that Wang Xiaoya wouldn't be so tired.
Lu Qingmian paused and said nothing more, but took out a box of ointment and a pack of cotton swabs from his pocket.
"I wanted to apply medicine to your wings, but I didn't expect your wings to have folded up."
When Jiang Jinyue saw the ointment, a dense itch appeared on his shoulder blade. It was not too severe, but hard to ignore, just like his wings... He wanted to grow them out immediately so that Lu Qingmian could apply the ointment.
He was frightened by his own thoughts. When he looked up, he saw Lu Qingmian standing in front of him with a cotton swab in his hand, which was already stained with ointment.
"It has an analgesic effect and should feel a little cold. Just bear with it." Lu Qingmian said.
Jiang Jinyue's eyelashes trembled slightly. Before he could ask, he saw Lu Qingmian bend down and gently press the cotton swab on his lips.
He felt a cool and tingling sensation on his lips, and then he remembered that he had bitten his lip before.
He was used to it. Compared to being tortured by hallucinations, this pain was really nothing.
But Lu Qingmian looked very serious, and he gently and carefully applied the ointment on Jiang Jinyue's lips with a cotton swab.
Jiang Jinyue opened his eyes and stared blankly at Lu Qingmian's face.
Lu Qingmian is really handsome and cool, the kind of handsomeness that is different from that of ordinary people. He has a sense of fashion that Jiang Jinyue, a country bumpkin, doesn't understand. It's like... He racked his brain and suddenly felt that Lu Qingmian is very much like the Hong Kong stars in the 1990s. Not only does he have handsome features, but he also has a unique temperament that can be spotted in the crowd at a glance.
Once you see it, you can’t forget it.
He was a little distracted, and he kept staring at Lu Qingmian's face until Lu Qingmian left.
Lu Qingmian didn't care about being watched. He threw away the cotton swab and suddenly said, "Jiang Jinyue, have you forgotten something?"
Jiang Jinyue was bewildered: "Huh?"
Lu Qingmian: "You really don't remember?"
Jiang Jinyue was still confused: "What?"
Lu Qingmian was silent for a few seconds and said, "Nothing, not a big deal."
Then, Lu Qingmian changed the subject: "I have quite a lot of clothes. I'll bring you some next time."
Jiang Jinyue wanted to refuse immediately, but was shut up after being looked at by Lu Qingmian.
Lu Qingmian didn't stay long and left quickly. He looked very busy.
After Lu Qingmian left, Jiang Jinyue picked up the □□ health certificate and looked at it again and again, cherishing it very much.
In fact, he knew what Lu Qingmian had forgotten.
Last night when Lu Qingmian threatened Chen Keai, he said that he would give Chen Keai one day, and if Chen Keai did not delete the video, Lu Qingmian would kill him.
Obviously Chen Keai was not afraid and did not take it seriously, and Lu Qingmian would not really kill anyone.
Jiang Jinyue said he had forgotten, but he just didn't want to cause any more trouble for Lu Qingmian, so he wanted to solve the problem himself.
He planned to find Chen Keai in the afternoon and have a good talk with him to ask him to delete the video.
For some reason, even after being scolded by Lu Qingmian, Jiang Jinyue still felt that Chen Keai was not a bad person, it was just his intuition.
Maybe it’s because some of Chen Keai’s experiences are similar to his.
Jiang Jinyue felt a little depressed.
In the afternoon, Jiang Jinyue went to the 9th floor again.
This time he didn't take the elevator, but walked down the stairs.
When she opened the door of the stairwell and looked up, she saw a middle-aged man raising his arm high and slapping Chen Keai hard.
Jiang Jinyue was startled and immediately retreated and hid in the stairwell.
This time he was the only one hiding here and peeking.
The middle-aged man seemed to be Chen Keai's father. He did not control his voice when speaking, and all kinds of insults mixed with unpleasant words came out of his mouth, as if the person standing in front of him was not his son, but his enemy.
"Chen Keai, are you disgusting? Could you please stop causing trouble for me?"
"Do you know that because of you, I can't even hold my head up at work?"
Chen Keai lowered her head, one cheek swollen, but her voice still sounded strong: "I'm the victim! Dad! I'm the victim! Why don't you ask me if I'm sad? Why don't you care about me? You only care about your face!"
The middle-aged man's face turned even worse, and his voice became louder:
"Chen Keai! Don't fucking talk back to your dad!"
"Can you please go away and stop bothering me? Do you know that I want to vomit when I see you now? Look at the way you are dressed, do you look like a man?"
"I don't owe you any monthly living expenses. Wouldn't it be nice for you to just take the living expenses and live quietly?"
"Do you know that I feel like vomiting when I say your name now?"
Chen Keai, who had been lowering her head, finally raised it. Her eyes were red as she stared at the middle-aged man, but she didn't cry. Her voice just became hoarse.
"Didn't you say that you named me Chen Keai because I deserve to be loved?"
"Why are you calling my name disgusting now?"
"Dad—why have you and Mom changed?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, the anger on his face was like dried paint, but in just a few seconds, he seemed to have found some kind of self-consistency, his anger rose to another level, and his voice became very sharp, so sharp that even Jiang Jinyue, who was hiding in the stairwell, couldn't help but frown.
"Who changed?! It's you! Who knew your mother and I could give birth to a disgusting homosexual! It would be fine if you were a girl, but you turned out to be a boy, and you look androgynous! Because of you, I almost have no place to put my old face!"
"I'm telling you, Chen Keai, I'm going to be evaluated for my professional title. Stop causing trouble for me and get out of here. As soon as you graduate, get away from H City. Don't let me see you. I want to vomit when I see you!"
Before the middle-aged man finished yelling, Chen Keai had already returned to the house and slammed the door shut.
The middle-aged man did not vent all his anger. He kicked the door several times before leaving angrily.
After the middle-aged man left, Jiang Jinyue walked out of the stairwell.
He stood there, looking at the door of 903 from afar, and was reluctant to walk over.
He saw the shadow of Jiang Wangfeng in Chen Keai's father. Jiang Wangfeng was his father.
Jiang Jinyue lowered his head and returned to the rental house.
He thought Chen Keai must be very sad now, so he decided to go find him in the evening.
In the evening, Jiang Jinyue went to the 9th floor again with some snacks.
As soon as he walked to the door of 903, Jiang Jinyue found that the door of 903 was half-open and not closed.
Before Jiang Jinyue could think about it, a loud noise came from inside, the sound of glass breaking!
Jiang Jinyue was shocked and pushed the door open and rushed in, but she didn't expect that in the living room with only dim lights, Lu Qingmian was standing next to a pile of glass fragments, and the window on the other side had been smashed. Chen Keai was not in the room.
Chen Keai jumped off the building.
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