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Just then, someone knocked on the door. Lin Tingfeng looked up and asked what it was. It was his servant who answered. The servant told him that a Miss Ye had come to see him.
The surname Ye? A glimmer of light seemed to appear in my previously dark heart.
Lin Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, a warm feeling welling up in his heart. When the wall falls, everyone pushes it down; when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. At this time when everyone was his enemy, someone actually came to see him. It was really not easy. Besides, he didn't know many people with the surname Ye, and she was a woman. Could it be...?
His eyes slowly brightened, his face filled with disbelief. He seemed to hear soft music, and his heart, which had been filled with bitterness like being steeped in bitter herbs, now tasted a faint sweetness.
A warm feeling swept through Lin Tingfeng's heart. He forced himself to stand up, changed into clean clothes, and asked the butler to bring him food. From changing clothes to eating, his hands trembled because he hadn't eaten for several days, resulting in low blood sugar. It felt as if a million bees were buzzing around his ears.
When the butler brought the food to him, he hurriedly ate a couple of bites with trembling hands, regained some strength, and then walked out in a few quick steps.
He was unconscious at home for two days and one night, and no one even noticed. It's quite pathetic. His own mother was so engrossed in her own world that she couldn't take care of herself. The servants already knew that the Lin family was no longer what it used to be, and they were filled with anxiety and secretly looking for a new home. So they didn't even ask why Lin Tingfeng hadn't left the house for two days and one night.
Lin Tingfeng felt that the world was cold and indifferent.
He walked quickly toward the door, and sure enough, he saw Ye Wenyu standing in front of his house. The bright sunlight fell on her, making her look like a fairy in the forest, radiant with golden light.
He will never forget this moment in his entire life.
She was like the light in his dark world, like a torch in his icy and snowy landscape.
His heart warmed, his nose tingled, and he quickly walked over.
"Xiaoyu—" he called out to her with a smile, his nose tingling for a long time, his throat choked with emotion, but he mustered his spirits and went out to greet her.
Heaven was still kind to him; even when he was down on his luck, Xiaoyu came to care for him.
Ye Wenyu had been anxious, worried that Lin Tingfeng wasn't home and that his mother wasn't well. But when she saw Lin Tingfeng come out to greet her, she felt relieved. She looked at him happily, smiled, and said, "Oh, you're home! That's wonderful!"
Lin Tingfeng greeted her and ushered her into the house. The two walked side by side into the deep and cold Lin family mansion.
A servant brought tea, and the two sat down to drink it. Lin Tingfeng said to her, "I've been at home the whole time."
Ye Wenyu replied to him, "But there are rumors outside that you are missing."
Missing?
Lin Tingfeng felt a sense of irony upon hearing this word. His lips curled up, and his face was full of mockery. He slowly said to her, "Since returning from the company, I have been at home and haven't even left my room. The reason why there are rumors that I am missing is twofold: firstly, there are very few people who truly care about me, and secondly, there are too many people who hate me. They probably hope that my final fate is to disappear without a trace."
Hearing Lin Tingfeng's hoarse and pained words, Ye Wenyu felt a strange pain in her heart. She said to him, "Not entirely. I just want you to be well."
Lin Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, then slowly came to his senses. A sweet feeling welled up in his heart. He recalled that when Zhang Yingzi returned to the family, under her instigation, his father forced him to find Cai Wenchuan's father in a fit of rage. When he learned that the old man was traveling abroad and he was at a loss, it was she who cared about him, gave him advice in his confusion, and helped him. Otherwise, his senile father might not have even given him a third of the shares in his anger.
Thinking of this, Lin Tingfeng gazed at Ye Wenyu with deep affection and asked her softly, "You heard the rumors outside, knew what happened to the Lin Group, and heard that I was missing. You were worried about me, so you came to my house?" His heart was pounding like a drum, and at the same time, his body was rapidly heating up, and his face was unconsciously turning red.
Ye Wenyu blushed. It seemed to make sense, but why did his words make her intentions sound like a secret that shouldn't be revealed?
Lin Tingfeng smiled, his heart filled with sweetness, as if he had eaten honey. He asked her, "Are you worried about me?" Knowing the answer already, he moved the candy from one cheek to the other like a child reluctant to swallow it.
Ye Wenyu's face turned as red as a bride's veil. She raised her head and looked at Lin Tingfeng with a shy but honest look in her eyes. She felt that he looked tired and haggard, his face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to be so exhausted that his bones were about to fall apart. She asked him nervously, "Are the rumors outside true?"
Lin Tingfeng nodded heavily, sighed, and said, "It's true, I'm unemployed now." Falling from the top to the bottom is just a matter of a snap of the fingers; life is like a play, and like a dream.
Ye Wenyu, worried about his health, suddenly asked him, "Are you feeling alright?"
Lin Tingfeng was stunned. He looked up at Ye Wenyu, puzzled and surprised that she seemed to know about his health problems like a fortune teller.
For almost half a year, his stomach had been aching intermittently, but he didn't take it seriously and never mentioned it to anyone, so no one knew.
Ye Wenyu recalled that in her previous life, Lin Tingfeng died of stomach cancer. Therefore, in this life, she must remind him to go to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible. Many diseases can be prevented from becoming terminal if you go to the hospital early and have regular check-ups. Therefore, no matter what, the tragedy of the previous life must not be repeated.
She composed herself and asked Lin Tingfeng, "Are you feeling unwell? Tell me the truth."
Lin Tingfeng felt as if he were being questioned by a fairy. His shock and emotion were indescribable. He honestly replied, "Yes, my stomach has been hurting. I even vomited blood a couple of days ago; there's still a pool of blood in the room." He wanted to tell her that the blow of returning from the company was too great, that he vomited blood as soon as he got home, and that he had been unconscious for two days and one night until she came to find him. But saying that would sound like a woman wallowing in self-pity, and he didn't want to give her that impression, so he remained silent. A real man takes care of the woman he loves, not the other way around. No matter how bitter or difficult things get, he will persevere alone.
He persevered through the first half of his life, and he was determined to do it even in the second half, even until his death.
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