When Jing Baisen saw the message, he paused for a moment, his thumb still pressed against the phone screen.
In the past few days, he has been trying to return to his previous life, even if it means finding a replacement for Liu Nian.
But just one message from Liu Nian made him feel... he still wanted this.
But what about all that he's done these past few days?
He should have just given Liu Nian a sum of money as soon as he came back and told him to get lost.
But……
When are you coming back?
Jing Baisen sent the message, and then paused for a moment afterward.
Liu Nian sent him a dog emoji.
Jing Baisen stared at the dog head, because he was never this lively when people chatted with him. This made him seem like an old man, and he couldn't understand what it meant.
Then, Liu Nian sent another message.
Are you going to pick me up at the high-speed rail station?
Jing Baisen thought to himself, should he personally go to the high-speed rail station to pick him up?
How much face does he think he has?
Jing Baisen didn't reply to him and simply threw his phone on the table.
Just then, his assistant sent him a few photos of several teenagers and asked, "Mr. Sen, what do you think of these? If you like them, we'll send them over tonight."
Jing Baisen: "...Get out!"
The assistant was completely bewildered.
Fang Xiao patted Liu Nian on the shoulder, startling him.
Fang Xiao found it strange and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Liu Nian put his phone away and said, "It's nothing."
Fang Xiao didn't think much of it and said to Liu Nian with a sigh, "Junior, we really owe you a lot this time. I can't believe that our team was able to win first prize in the competition."
Liu Nian said, "Everyone deserves credit."
"You deserve the most credit!" Fang Xiao said. "...The professor gave us two days off. After you go back, are you going straight back to school?"
Liu Nian: "...We'll talk about it later."
Fang Xiao thought for a moment, then teased him, asking if he had secretly run away that night to see his girlfriend.
Liu Nian felt that given Jing Baisen's situation, he was probably messing around at home right now, which was really embarrassing, so he just made up a story and said he was an uncle.
"Uncle?" Fang Xiao was inexplicably happy to hear this.
After arriving at the station, the senior students and professors left one after another. Fang Xiao was a little worried about him, but Liu Nian said that his uncle would be here soon.
Fang Xiao walked away, turning back every few steps, leaving behind a message: "If you get home, send me a message so I can put my mind at ease."
After everyone had left, Liu Nian checked the time.
I've been waiting for almost half an hour, but I haven't seen a single person.
Liu Nian sighed, thinking that when he returned to the Jing family, this would probably be the only check they would leave him.
Xiao Guai was also a little discouraged, saying, "Liu Nian, you might as well not have gone to the competition. You should have kept a close eye on him."
Liu Nian: "A man with his own thoughts, who can walk and move, how can anyone keep him under control? Forget it, let's go back and start over. I'll think of another way."
Liu Nian walked down the street with his suitcase.
Suddenly, a car stopped right in front of him.
Liu Nian was completely stunned as he watched Jing Baisen get out of the car.
Yesterday, when I told him to come pick me up, it was just a joke, or maybe a teasing remark. But who knew...
Liu Nian rushed over, jumped up, and hung directly on him.
Jing Baisen leaned against the car and held him tightly in his arms.
The two of them truly felt like they were experiencing a newfound joy after a short separation.
Jing Baisen then held Liu Nian in one arm, opened the car door, and put him inside.
No one could see his eyes behind the sunglasses; all that could be seen was the slight twitch of his cold, hard lips.
I'm not tired of him yet, so I'm not going to get rid of him yet.
The car was driving very fast on the road. Before even reaching the Jing family home, Jing Baisen took Liu Nian to a hotel suite, grabbed her, and pinned her down.
The bite he took that day is now just a faint trace.
Jing Baisen stroked that spot, just looking at Liu Nian like that.
Liu Nian lay on the bed, her eyes reproachful, and said, "I told people I was bitten by a mosquito, and they asked me what kind of mosquito bites could take a week to heal."
"Oh? And what did you tell others?" Jing Baisen was in a very good mood.
"What else could it be?" Liu Nian's eyes darted around. "Well... there are just too many mosquitoes. They only bite this one spot, and I have to wear a turtleneck all day to cover myself up. It's so hot!"
Jing Baisen took off his clothes.
The traces left from that night are almost gone.
The air conditioning was on a bit too high, and Liu Nian was shivering from the cold.
Jing Baisen looked at him, smiled, and bit down on him.
After a long day of fussing, Jing Baisen looked at Liu Nian sleeping soundly, sat on the bed with his shirt off, smoking a cigarette, his eyes fixed on Liu Nian's suitcase.
The kid said he wanted to buy him a gift.
Jing Baisen walked over with a cigarette dangling from his lips, fiddling with his tattered suitcase.
What could possibly be inside a broken box that's locked up like that?
"What are you doing?" Liu Nian suddenly asked him.
Jing Baisen's hand remained still on his suitcase. When he turned around, he stood there tall and broad, a cigarette dangling from his lips, looking completely calm.
Liu Nian lay on the bed smiling and opened her arms to him.
Jing Baisen pretended to frown, but still walked towards him.
Liu Nian hugged him and asked, "What have you been doing these past few days? Have you missed me?"
Jing Baisen completely ignored his words, but at this moment he felt a little guilty.
In the past few days, he has looked at many faces, like Liu Nian, simply good-looking people, too many people.
But no matter which one it was, none of them gave him the same feeling as Liu Nian.
"What's wrong?" Liu Nian asked him with a smile.
"Of course I want to," Jing Baisen said as if it were the truth. "How could I not want to?"
“You really want to imagine,” Liu Nian exposed him, “not even sending a message?”
"But you didn't post it either, did you?" Jing Baisen blurted out.
He thought Liu Nian would panic and give him all sorts of reasons, but Liu Nian didn't.
Liu Nian feigned a headache, as if trying to brush it off, and said, "I'm going to sleep a little longer~"
Just then, Liu Nian's phone suddenly rang.
The WeChat message popped up immediately.
"A-Nian, did your uncle go to pick you up? Why didn't he send me a message?"
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