Chapter 60 Separation Anxiety vs. Drinking Party Traps: Caller ID—[…]
The one who answered "yes" was Wen Yinhe.
The guests present all looked shocked; they really hadn't expected this turn of events.
【What?! You dare to break up with President Lu?! I bet you don't want to get out of bed! (doge)】
[If it were any other guest, I might think they were arguing, but the Best Actor and President Lu are usually a bit unique. And thinking about the Best Actor's past... Oh no, I have a feeling this is going to be heartbreaking again QAQ]
That comment is pretty much right.
That happened after Wen Yinhe successfully climbed into bed with her.
Lu Huaijin felt that since the two of them had expressed their feelings for each other and had done it, it meant that their husband-husband relationship was finally confirmed.
Although their relationship progressed rapidly, Wen Yinhe's condition did not actually improve much.
That night was almost an absurd feast, chaotic and psychedelic.
After that, Wen Yinhe seemed to have accepted Lu Huaijin as his master. He no longer squatted in a corner all day without moving, but instead silently followed behind Lu Huaijin.
At home, wherever Lu Huaijin went, Wen Yinhe followed, his demeanor sinister and ghostly.
Even when Lu Huaijin went to the toilet, he would stand behind the frosted glass like a door god to guard him.
Lu Huaijin thought to himself, this is perhaps what is meant by being realistically inseparable.
He sometimes hallucinates that he has brought home an abandoned dog.
She's the kind of person who's suffered a lot of trauma, has all sorts of PTSD, is beautiful, and is incredibly pitiful.
They are difficult to raise and clingy.
When Lu Huaijin came out of the toilet, Wen Yinhe stared at Lu Huaijin washing his hands by the sink.
Lu Huaijin glanced at him in the mirror and couldn't help but flick the water in his hand onto Wen Yinhe's face. Seeing Wen Yinhe's blank, squinting, and furrowed brows, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
With his face covered in water droplets, Wen Yinhe stared intently at Lu Huaijin's smiling face, his gaze almost mesmerizing.
Even so, Wen Yinhe still spoke very little.
Lu Huaijin once thought that the deep, hoarse voice calling his name repeatedly in his ear on that chaotic and passionate night was just his hallucination.
Could it be that Wen Yinhe used up his entire year's speaking quota in one night?
Lu Huaijin suspected that Wen Yinhe might have separation anxiety disorder.
However, Wen Yinhe is already taking enough medication, and this is mainly a psychological illness.
After consulting with doctors, Lu Huaijin decided to focus on psychological treatment as much as possible before severe somatization reactions occurred.
He just hadn't expected that Wen Yinhe's dependence on him would reach the point where he could resist his body's instinctive fear.
That day, Lu Huaijin went out to throw out the trash, but unexpectedly Wen Yinhe suddenly ran out of the house and rushed over to hug him.
Wen Yinhe's strong arms held Lu Huaijin tightly in his embrace, so strong that he almost embedded Lu Huaijin into his body. His hot breath sprayed onto the skin on the side of Lu Huaijin's neck, so hot that it was alarming, and Lu Huaijin's whole body was trembling violently.
"Don't go...please..." Wen Yinhe's voice was stuck deep in his throat, sounding hoarse and unfamiliar, as if he didn't speak often.
Lu Huaijin was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised his hand and gently hugged Wen Yinhe's back, patting him lightly and soothingly in a low voice.
"It's okay, it's okay. I didn't leave without saying goodbye. I just went out to throw out the trash and will be back in a minute. It's my fault, my fault for not telling you before I left. From now on, even if I disappear from your sight for three seconds, I will definitely tell you in advance, okay? Don't worry, I didn't abandon you, I didn't abandon you..."
Lu Huaijin turned his head and kissed Wen Yinhe's pale face. Noticing that Wen Yinhe's breathing had eased, he gently pushed him away from him a little.
Wen Yinhe's lips had lost all color, sweat clung to his temples, and his slightly long hair was disheveled and stuck to his forehead. His beautiful eyes were now overwhelmed by boundless fear, and his unwavering gaze at Lu Huaijin was filled with heartbreaking dependence and longing, as if Lu Huaijin was the source of his sense of security.
Lu Huaijin took a deep breath, tenderly brushed away the fine strands of hair that had fallen across Wen Yinhe's brows, leaned down and kissed him between the eyebrows, then held his hand tightly: "Since we're already out, should we walk around a bit before going home?"
Wen Yinhe stared blankly at their clasped hands, then quickly glanced up at Lu Huaijin's gentle and charming smile. A shy blush crept onto her face, and she pursed her lips, nodding expectantly and shyly.
Lu Huaijin was stunned.
He screamed inwardly.
Oh my god, you're shy already?
Are you crazy? They've already done it, and now they're blushing over holding hands?
How can he be so cute!
Lu Huaijin felt like he had struck gold. Thanks to the pink atmosphere created by Wen Yinhe, even he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and, for the first time ever, had the illusion that the two of them were dating.
No, they are dating. Although the order of some parts in the process is a little off, it doesn't have a big impact.
Lu Huaijin couldn't help but sigh.
So this is what first love feels like, tsk.
Unconsciously, Lu Huaijin intertwined his fingers with Wen Yinhe's. In a daze, he felt as if they were an ordinary couple who were no different from anyone else in the world. He couldn't help but sigh softly, "This is the first time we've ever walked hand in hand like this outside."
They had come out the previous year as well, but Lu Huaijin had been pushing the wheelchair and forcibly taking the immobile Wen Yinhe around the small garden attached to the villa, which was very limited in scope.
Now, they have unknowingly walked onto the tree-lined path surrounding the villa.
This is a public area, and it's evening now, so you might encounter residents taking a walk after dinner at any time.
Just then, the voices of other residents in the vicinity could be heard not far ahead.
Wen Yinhe hadn't seen anyone except Lu Huaijin and the doctor for almost a year.
Upon hearing those approaching, unfamiliar voices, he froze on the spot, his blood instantly freezing, yet his heart suddenly racing.
Cold sweat poured out of every pore, soaking the back of my shirt in just a few seconds, and the air suddenly felt thin.
He opened his mouth wide, breathing rapidly and laboredly, but no sound came out of his throat.
Hearing the sudden increase in breathing beside him, Lu Huaijin quickly turned around and saw that Wen Yinhe's face was deathly pale, his black hair was soaked with cold sweat, and his constricted pupils were filled with uncontrollable terror.
It was as if what was approaching from the opposite side was not a group of people, but a group of man-eating monsters.
He was terrified.
He is afraid of humans.
He knew that the world he saw was different from others. The people in his eyes were not people, but twisted black shadows. The opening and closing mouths of people were, in his eyes, gaping maws chewing human flesh.
People will eat each other, with their mouths and with their typing hands.
He was almost eaten.
He was almost eaten.
Countless familiar faces flashed through his mind in an instant. They were all the people who were once closest to Wen Yinhe, yet they almost devoured him whole.
Tears welled up in Wen Yinhe's unfocused eyes in an instant, but in reality, he was completely unaware of anything, and his face was expressionless.
He instinctively raised his hand and covered his ears forcefully, trying to block out the sudden barrage of insults and humiliations from people in his mind.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lu Huaijin quickly pulled Wen Yinhe into his arms, followed his gaze to the distance, realized something, and immediately grabbed his hand, leading him to a more distant place.
Only when the voices of that group gradually faded into the distance did Wen Yinhe's tense body slowly relax, and his body stopped trembling. However, tears were still flowing silently, without uttering a sound.
“Go…go home…” Wen Yinhe, like a prisoner in the darkness rushing towards a glimmer of light, tightly gripped Lu Huaijin’s arm, raised his tear-streaked face, and looked at him pleadingly, “Please?”
Lu Huaijin felt a sharp pain in his heart, tightened his grip on his fingers, and immediately took him home.
As soon as he stepped into the house, Lu Huaijin couldn't help but hug Wen Yinhe tightly. He heard the man's hoarse voice say guiltily:
"sorry……"
Lu Huaijin knew why he apologized; it was simply because he felt that Lu Huaijin had ruined his good mood.
But what does it matter?
If Wen Yinhe is unhappy, how can he be happy?
"It's okay. If you're not feeling well, just go home. Don't push yourself. We have plenty of time ahead of us, and there will be plenty of opportunities to go out and have fun together, right?"
Lu Huaijin gently stroked Wen Yinhe's back, his movements slow and rhythmic. His lips kissed Wen Yinhe's ear, and his deep, gentle voice flowed into Wen Yinhe's ears like a soothing lullaby.
"Once you get better, wherever you want to go, we'll go together. I'll always be with you..."
Wen Yinhe's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and the fingers that had been gripping Lu Huaijin's clothes finally loosened their grip.
The man's tall and imposing figure was like a gentle yet powerful high wall, isolating Wen Yinhe from all the noise and unease of the outside world, leaving only the quiet warmth between the two of them.
Wen Yinhe thought to himself that now the only person he was truly close to was this gentle and handsome man in front of him.
The man's voice was so firm and confident, and the future he described was so beautiful, as if he had seen their future through time, making Wen Yinhe involuntarily believe and accept it.
Get better...
He needs to take his medicine properly, exercise hard, and listen carefully to what Huai Jin and the doctor say.
He needs to get better soon.
He wanted to travel with the man to all corners of the world, to a world where it was just the two of them, to the beautiful world the man described.
That day, after Wen Yinhe suddenly suffered a panic attack outside, Lu Huaijin dared not take him far away again.
But Wen Yinhe, for some unknown reason, suddenly expressed his desire to go out.
This is incredibly good news.
Lu Huaijin was overjoyed.
It's rare to see Wen Yinhe so proactive.
Putting aside the physical limitations, once you get past that mental hurdle, everything else will be easier.
After careful consideration, Lu Huaijin chose a relatively amicable compromise:
"Okay, from now on, we'll walk ten meters further each day than the day before, gradually moving further and further. If you feel uncomfortable at all along the way, just tell me immediately, and we'll turn back home right away. Of course, if you successfully complete the task for the day, I'll give you a reward when we get home, okay?"
Wen Yinhe knew that these things couldn't be rushed, so he nodded in agreement.
On that day, Wen Yinhe successfully completed the first day's task and received his first reward.
Lu Huaijin lay in the swing chair in the flower room, the bed covered with fiery red rose petals, wearing only a tie.
He made Wen Yinhe stand in front of the swing and pushed him around, making the swing creak and groan.
"Are you happy?" Lu Huaijin swung back on the swing, his hands tightly clasped around Wen Yinhe's fingers. His thick eyelashes were covered with tears, and his swollen red lips curled into a joyful smile. "You like holding my hand, huh? Do you like holding my hand like this? I'll let you hold my hand as much as you want, okay?"
Wen Yinhe had never known in his life that a swing could have such a wonderful use.
I never imagined a man could be so beautiful.
Although Lu Huaijin's features were not at all feminine, and were even too handsome and sharp, Wen Yinhe felt that if there really were fox spirits in this world, they must look just like this man.
"Happy," Wen Yinhe's usually pale face was now flushed a deep crimson, his long black hair was soaked with sweat, which kept brushing against his cheeks as he swayed, beads of sweat falling from the ends of his hair. He stared in fascination at the dreamlike scene before him, "I like... I love you... Huai Jin, I love you..."
Lu Huaijin noticed that Wen Yinhe was especially talkative in bed.
The word that kept coming up was "love," or his name.
The language system seems so impoverished that it can't express anything other than these two things.
Although Lu Huaijin was forced to accept the reversed situation the first time, he has to admit that experiencing it firsthand was incredibly addictive.
Once you get past that psychological hurdle, you'll reach bliss.
...
This reward mechanism has proven to be very effective.
In less than half a month, Wen Yinhe had walked more than 100 meters.
Lu Huaijin tries to come up with new ideas every day, and he seems to enjoy it so much that it's hard to tell whose reward it is.
Even though Lu Huaijin was reluctant to part with Wen Yinhe, there were still some social obligations he couldn't refuse.
At times like these, Lu Huaijin would feel anxious about his current weakness and powerlessness, and at the same time, he would be even more eager to climb up and strive for advancement.
Ideally, one should climb to the summit, look down upon those below, and ensure that no one dares to criticize him in the slightest.
He once read a passage online that resonated deeply with him.
Some people say that the reason why there are so many drinking parties at social events is because the person in charge likes to drink.
Because that person likes to drink and wants to see others drink, his social engagements consist of drinking parties.
If the person enjoys drinking tea, then the place for socializing will be a teahouse or tea restaurant.
If he likes to drink fruit juice, then there won't be a single bottle of wine on the entire table.
Lu Huaijin quite enjoys drinking, but he only drinks when he feels like it and with people he likes.
He secretly thought that once he rose to a higher position, anyone who dared to urge him to drink at his gathering would be met with him shoving all the bottles on the table into their mouths and making them drink to their heart's content.
Lu Huaijin reluctantly led Wen Yinhe by the hand to the entrance, then casually opened his arms to Wen Yinhe and tilted his head slightly in acknowledgment.
Wen Yinhe was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at the suit jacket hanging on the clothes rack in the direction Lu Huaijin was tilting his head, misunderstanding his meaning.
So Lu Huaijin watched as Wen Yinhe obediently took off his coat, opened it, and slipped it into his outstretched arms, carefully helping him put it on. Then, he took the tie and gently tied it around Wen Yinhe's neck.
The moment Wen Yinhe picked up the tie, he clearly recalled some very embarrassing and wonderful memories. A thin blush appeared on the tips of his ears, and his thick eyelashes drooped shyly, trembling slightly in front of Lu Huaijin, as if he was too embarrassed to look into Lu Huaijin's eyes.
He looked like an innocent young virgin who became even more ashamed and awkward after giving up his first time.
Lu Huaijin: "..."
Damn, who the hell can tolerate this?
Lu Huaijin suddenly pushed Wen Yinhe to the entrance and kissed Wen Yinhe's slightly open lips in surprise without saying a word. His tongue forced its way through the man's teeth.
Given Wen Yinhe's shy and obedient husbandly demeanor, it's no wonder he initially misunderstood his nature.
Who knows, this person's face and his weapon are completely different.
Lu Huaijin's scalding breath enveloped Wen Yinhe, mixed with his rapid and sensual breathing, as if venting his frustration and resentment at his impending departure.
The air became hot and viscous.
After a moment of stunned silence, Wen Yinhe's face flushed red. He instinctively tightened his grip on Lu Huaijin's waist with his arm, but then remembered that Lu Huaijin was wearing the shirt he was about to wear when he left. He restrained himself and loosened his grip, instead using his large hands to pinch the sides of Lu Huaijin's hips.
He is a slow-to-warm-up person. He and Lu Huaijin have not been in touch for very long and he is not yet used to close contact with Lu Huaijin.
Holding hands was enough to make him blush and his heart race, and kissing him would make him blush all the way from his forehead to the base of his neck.
But he wasn't the type to be coy or pretentious. Even when he was blushing so much he felt like he was about to explode, it didn't stop him from opening his mouth emotionally and accepting Lu Huaijin's rough advances with tenderness and indulgence, giving a response that was just as passionate, yet deeper and more lingering than the one he gave himself.
The two had completely different styles, but after some initial clashes, they gradually blended together harmoniously.
"Can I not go to work..." Lu Huaijin cursed inwardly as he hugged Wen Yinhe's neck, his sticky voice overflowing from the continuous pecking kisses, revealing a hint of unconscious coquetry.
With a beautiful woman at home, who would want to accept this ridiculous invitation?
Isn't it much more enjoyable to do things with a beautiful woman at home than to face those ugly, deformed faces outside?
"I'll be waiting for you to come home." Wen Yinhe gently brushed aside Lu Huaijin's hair and placed a warm, wet kiss between the man's anxiously furrowed brows. Her fingers tenderly caressed the man's chin, and her dark eyes, gazing at Lu Huaijin, were filled with deep infatuation and love.
Looking at that handsome and gentle face, Lu Huaijin felt an indescribable sense of peace and was immediately motivated to make money.
With such a beautiful woman at home to support, he can't afford to be lax in the slightest.
The tie he had just tied had become messy again, so Wen Yinhe took it apart and helped Lu Huaijin tie it again.
Lu Huaijin finally cupped Wen Yinhe's face, kissed him hard on the lips twice, and scratched his chin, saying, "Be good, if you miss me, just call me. My phone is always with me."
Lu Huaijin... that's exactly what he said.
However, when Wen Yinhe called Lu Huaijin from his home phone a few hours later, he was met with the drunken voice of a strange man.
...
"Mr. Lu, we finally got to go out for a drink, what's the point of constantly looking at your phone?" Manager Wang casually put his arm around Lu Huaijin's shoulder, his hazy, drunken eyes seemingly unintentionally glancing at Lu Huaijin's phone screen.
A surveillance video flashed before his eyes, and Manager Wang was slightly taken aback, thinking he had misread it.
But the next second, Lu Huaijin immediately turned off his phone warily and slammed it on the table. He glanced at the hand on his shoulder and felt an indescribable disgust.
Are they even that close? He just casually put his arm around this person's shoulder like that; it's so rude of him.
Lu Huaijin casually shrugged off the weight on his shoulder with a simple gesture of raising a glass, his gaze open and honest, even softening slightly at the mention of his beloved.
"Someone at home is waiting for me."
Upon hearing this, everyone present was slightly taken aback.
Last year, Lu Huaijin suddenly seemed to have lost his mind and, disregarding public pressure, forcefully married an actress with a lot of scandals.
No one expected that they would still be together.
Even more unexpectedly, Lu Huaijin would be so forthright and take the initiative to bring it up.
And looking at his incredibly gentle expression, it seems he's quite deeply in love.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a strong sense of curiosity.
Just how charming is that man that he could bewitch Lu Huaijin like this?
If I had the chance... I'd love to see it in person.
They all saw a subtle, unspoken meaning in each other's eyes.
"Oh, so you were watching your wife just now," Manager Wang suddenly became certain that what he had just seen was indeed surveillance footage. He couldn't help but curse Lu Huaijin in his heart as a pervert, but at the same time, he was instantly excited by the thrill of exploring other people's secrets. "Speaking of which, what's the difference between men and women when they're having sex?"
"What other difference could there be? One takes the land route, the other takes the water route," Director Liu let out a lewd laugh, his murky eyes shifting towards Lu Huaijin's dark face. He slurred and mumbled, "Of course, in this respect, I'm still no match for President Lu's experience, hahaha!"
The table erupted in laughter.
Lu Huaijin suddenly slammed his cup down, making a loud "bang" that interrupted their lewd laughter.
Fuck you, you're disgusting. A bunch of filthy things. I'll get rid of all this trash sooner or later.
At the moment Lu Huaijin raised his glass and tilted his head back, Manager Wang, out of Lu Huaijin's sight, gave a wink to the others at the table.
As a result, Lu Huaijin soon discovered that Manager Li and General Manager Zhao, who had originally agreed to the terms with him, suddenly started going in circles with him again, as if they had lost their memory, and instead forced him to drink.
Lu Huaijin was furious, but for the sake of the project, he had no choice but to keep drinking the cups.
Soon, a burning sensation rose in his stomach, and his chest cramped with each breath. His brain was also extremely dizzy from the sudden surge of alcohol, and his vision was blurred, making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.
"Excuse me, I might need to rest for a while..." Lu Huaijin frowned and rubbed his aching temples, his fingers trembling slightly.
The group exchanged glances, seemingly unconcerned, and said:
"It's alright, Mr. Lu, please rest."
"Come on, let's continue!"
Lu Huaijin rested his forehead on his hands on the table, closed his eyes, and fell into a drunken stupor, almost passing out.
Manager Wang, who was sitting next to him, immediately glanced furtively at the phone that Lu Huaijin had placed beside him, looking like he was itching to do something.
However, before he could do anything, the phone screen suddenly lit up on its own.
The caller ID displayed only one word—
【Home】
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