Chapter 24 Broken
The lights in the living room were not on. The setting sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows had already dyed the sky red. The sun slowly sank and moved diagonally into the tall buildings, leaving a dim, staggered light and shadow on the carpet.
A man was lying on a black leather sofa, his body curled up, his right hand tightly grasping his abdomen. Because of the excessive force, light blue veins appeared on the back of his hand. Cold sweat flowed down his pale cheeks, carrying the pain of endurance.
This was the scene Yu Zechuan saw when he rushed to Lu Yan's house. He was stunned, then quickly walked to the sofa, squatted down, frowned, and patted Lu Yan's face: "Are you okay?"
Just now, Lu Yan suddenly called and said that his stomach hurt so badly that he was almost dying. He asked if he could come over to help. After telling him the door lock code, he hung up the phone.
Yu Zechuan thought it was a prank, but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to be really uncomfortable.
Lu Yan's eyelashes trembled when he heard that, and after a few seconds he slowly opened his eyes. He saw Yu Zechuan appear in the room and forced a weak smile. Even at this moment he did not forget to joke: "I just made a casual call, and you actually came."
Yu Zechuan was a really cruel and stupid person. They had only known each other for a few days and were neighbors at most. Lu Yan had never expected that he would actually rush over just because of a phone call.
Yu Zechuan's eyes darkened when he heard this: "Are you kidding me?!"
Lu Yan said weakly, "Do I look like I'm kidding you?"
Yu Zechuan choked. It was indeed not like that. “What’s wrong with you?”
Lu Yan thought for a moment before saying, "Hmm... maybe it's because I haven't eaten anything today and my stomach hurts a little?"
Yu Zechuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Didn't you go to the convenience store to buy oden this morning?"
Lu Yan said confidently: "It doesn't taste good, so I threw it away."
Yu Zechuan: “…”
Yu Zechuan felt that Lu Yan was dying, so he bent over and helped him up from the sofa, saying in a deep voice, "My friend happened to be here, and he has a car. I asked him to take you to the hospital on the way."
Lu Yan thought that was not okay. He went home just to avoid Xue Jin, so how could he let him take him to the hospital? He asked doubtfully, "Friend? Could it be your boyfriend?"
Without waiting for Yu Zechuan to reply, he lay back on the sofa, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Forget it. It would be terrible if I caused him to misunderstand me. My illness is not serious. I will get through it if I just bear with it."
When Yu Zechuan heard him say Xue Jin was his boyfriend, he was stunned at first, but then his dark eyes were tinged with anger, and he wanted to strangle Lu Yan to death: "I said we are friends, so we are friends. Do you think everyone is as playboy and unrestrained as you?!"
Lu Yan was only serious when they first met, but his words became more and more absurd afterwards. Yu Zechuan had secretly labeled him a playboy.
Lu Yan lazily lay on the sofa, raised his eyelids and looked at him, saying with an aggrieved tone: "How can I be a playboy? I am so big and I don't even have a boyfriend."
Yu Zechuan's forehead was bulging with veins: "Are you going to the hospital or not?"
Seeing that Yu Zechuan's patience was running out, Lu Yan had no choice but to extend his arm to him, motioning him to help him up: "Then give me a hand, I have no strength left. I know a private clinic with a famous doctor."
Lu Yan was a grown man, and his body was quite heavy. Yu Zechuan supported his arm and walked out. He saw Lu Yan quietly took out a mask from his pocket and put it on. He couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Why do you always wear a mask?"
Lu Yan blinked and said, "I'm afraid it will infect others."
Yu Zechuan was about to say that stomachache is not contagious, but when he saw a smile in Lu Yan's eyes, it was obvious that he was teasing him, so he immediately shut up, suppressed his anger, and took Lu Yan downstairs in the elevator.
Lu Yan had been worried about bumping into Xue Jin, but fortunately that didn't happen. He had just heard Xue Jin talking about the accounts of the year in the next room, and was frightened for a moment, fearing that he would say something he shouldn't, so he had to pretend to be sick and call Yu Zechuan to come over.
Lu Yan deliberately mentioned a private clinic that was very far away, and the taxi ride there had to go around half of the city.
Lu Yan did have some stomach pain, but he didn't pretend it was serious. When the doctor examined him, he was half lying on the bed, and he looked much better than before: "Doctor, my stomach doesn't seem to hurt that much now. Why don't you just prescribe some stomach medicine for me?"
The doctor seemed to see that he was pretending to be sick, and asked in a neutral tone: "Are you really not in pain anymore?"
Lu Yan nodded weakly: "Much better."
The doctor had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll prescribe some stomach medicine for you. Eat less irritating food these few days. If the pain is really severe next time, it's best to go to the hospital."
The clinic was of a medium size, and when getting the prescription, Lu Yan was asked to provide his name and age. He only gave the two words "Ayan", and the doctor did not investigate further. He just turned a blind eye and let him get away with it.
While Lu Yan was undergoing the examination, Yu Zechuan went out to smoke a cigarette. When he came back, he saw that the other party had already prescribed the medicine and was paying the fee.
Yu Zechuan walked to Lu Yan's side, his collar stained with a faint smell of cigarettes, a bit like mint: "Don't you need an IV drip?"
Lu Yan shook his head and continued to pretend to be weak: "I won't waste your time if I hang the drip for too long, and I'm much better now... By the way, is your friend still at your house?"
Yu Zechuan said in a calm voice: "He's gone."
Lu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Zechuan didn't know that Lu Yan was his enemy yet. He helped him stop the car on the side of the road and went back. He was extremely patient. Although he was in a bad temper, he didn't complain at all from beginning to end.
Even a heartless person like Lu Yan felt a little awkward. He sat in the back seat of the taxi, and because he was carsick, he simply lay down and rested his head on Yu Zechuan's legs. Yu Zechuan frowned, but maybe because of his illness, he remained silent and said nothing.
Lu Yan closed his eyes, feeling the slight bumps of the car. What surged in his mind was the scene before his death in his previous life. He smiled for no reason: "Yu Zechuan..."
Yu Zechuan lowered his eyes, but heard Lu Yan muttering to himself: "Actually, you are a nice person."
But you had a bad ending in your last life.
Yu Zechuan said nothing. He looked at the scenery passing by quickly outside the car window. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he and Lu Yan had taken a taxi like this before. He curled his lips sarcastically and said, "I'm not a good person, and I don't like to be a good person."
so,
"Don't say that again next time."
When the car arrived at the apartment, it was already late at night. Yu Zechuan sent Lu Yan back home. He walked into the living room, bent down and threw the bag of medicine in his hand on the coffee table:
"The medicine is on the table, remember to take it. I'm going to go back first."
Yu Zechuan was about to turn around and leave when Lu Yan suddenly called him: "You haven't eaten all day, do you want to stay for dinner?"
Lu Yan knew that there was a risk of being exposed if he stayed with Yu Zechuan for too long, but he suddenly realized that the other person didn't seem to be as crazy as he had imagined. At least when he was not having an attack, he was still a normal person in most cases.
Yu Zechuan paused when he heard this, but did not turn back. After a moment, he uttered two words:
"Need not……"
Last time Lu Yan helped him, and this time he helped the other person back because he was sick. The favor was settled and there was no need to continue the entanglement.
"Crack."
The door closed softly, and this time there was complete silence.
Yu Zechuan returned to his room and turned on the living room light, but because the decoration style was cool, the warm yellow light not only failed to make the room look brighter, but instead seemed a bit abrupt.
There were several lunch boxes on the table. They were the leftovers from Xue Jin's lunch. The bastard ate his fill and just walked away without even bothering to throw away the garbage.
Yu Zechuan sat on the sofa, not in the mood to tidy up. He didn't want to play with his phone or sit in front of the computer anymore. He just stared at the dark screen on the TV wall in a daze.
“Tick-tock.”
“Tick-tock.”
A light rain began to fall from the dark sky, and the glass windows were covered with winding water droplets. Yu Zechuan always felt that every rain after he was released from prison was familiar, as if every drop of water that fell had soaked him.
Yu Zechuan sat up straight slowly, and belatedly realized that he was hungry. He reached out to open the cold lunch box on the table, but found that it was empty with only a bunch of bitter green pepper shreds left. His expression changed involuntarily.
Xue Jin, that bastard, didn't even leave him a single bite of food.
Yu Zechuan got up and packed all the lunch boxes and threw them into the trash can. He was feeling a little irritated. He was about to take a shower and go to bed when there was a knock on the door. Lu Yan's unclear voice came out: "Yu Zechuan, open the door, it's me."
“…”
Yu Zechuan wondered why, do you have to open the door?
He threw his coat on the sofa and walked over to open the door. He saw Lu Yan holding a tray with two bowls of steaming instant noodles on it. There were also poached eggs, vegetables, and ham in the noodles, which smelled strangely fragrant.
Yu Zechuan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable: "What are you doing?"
Lu Yan must have just taken a shower. His clothes were loose and lazy, and his hair was still slightly damp. He didn't wear a mask, so when he leaned against the door frame, his handsome face was particularly striking. "Let's eat. I just happened to have two packs of noodles left at home. Don't waste them."
He squeezed in through the crack of the door without being polite. Yu Zechuan had no choice but to move aside to make room for him, but he saw Lu Yan already sitting on the sofa and waved at him: "Come here quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
Yu Zechuan closed the door, frowned, and walked to Lu Yan's side, saying in a low and dissatisfied voice: "I said I don't want to eat."
Lu Yan was puzzled: "Why?"
Yu Zechuan curled his lips coldly, stared at him and said word by word: "Because I don't like eating with others, it makes me sick."
Yu Zechuan seemed to like this. Whenever someone approached him with good intentions, he would suspect that the good intentions were poisonous and thorny, and then throw them to the ground and stomp them in front of the other person.
“…”
Lu Yan was silent for three seconds, then picked up his bowl of noodles and turned to walk out the door. Yu Zechuan's face changed when he saw this, and he quickly grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going?"
Lu Yan said as a matter of course: "I'll go back to my room to eat."
If Yu Zechuan likes to eat alone, he thinks it's okay for him to go back to his room.
Yu Zechuan felt as if he was holding his breath for some reason, and he was almost angry to death. He held his breath for a long time before he managed to utter one sentence: "Sit down and eat together! Do you still want me to pass the bowl to you?"
Lu Yan said: "You can just throw it away."
A bowl doesn’t cost much anyway.
Yu Zechuan clenched his teeth silently: "..."
This damn guy!
Whenever Yu Zechuan faced Lu Yan, he felt as powerless as if his fist was hitting cotton. He held the other's wrist tightly, neither willing to let him go nor to bring himself to ask him to stay and eat with him. The situation was at a stalemate for a while.
Lu Yan asked doubtfully, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Yu Zechuan gritted his teeth and said nothing. He also realized how crazy his behavior just now was, but apologizing was not his style. He had never bowed his head to anyone in his life.
Just as Yu Zechuan's brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to keep Lu Yan, he suddenly heard a soft laugh, which was a little abrupt in the silent air:
"Forget it, I'm just kidding, sit down and eat together."
Lu Yan was originally teasing him, so Yu Yi returned to the sofa with the noodles in his hand. Seeing this, Yu Zechuan's stern expression relaxed a little, and then he sat down on the sofa reluctantly with a sullen face and ate noodles with Lu Yan.
Yu Zechuan was in a bad mood and didn't like anything. He frowned and picked at the vegetables in the bowl, deliberately finding fault: "I don't like vegetables."
Lu Yan ate while playing with his phone without looking up: "As long as you like noodles, that's fine."
Yu Zechuan poked the fried egg in the bowl with his chopsticks and said angrily: "I don't like noodles either!"
Lu Yan finally raised his eyes, thinking that Yu Zechuan was not picky about food: "Then you can eat the eggs. If it's not enough, you can also eat my eggs."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air suddenly fell into deathly silence.
“…”
Yu Zechuan frowned and stared at Lu Yan, his tone dangerous: "What did you just say?"
"cough!"
Lu Yan sighed, then realized that his previous words were ambiguous. He covered his mouth and stood up to find paper while explaining, "That's not what I meant... What I meant was... You can also eat the fried egg in my bowl... cough cough cough..."
Yu Zechuan was obviously an idiot in life. There was not even a pack of paper on the coffee table, so Lu Yan had to turn around and go to the bathroom to get some.
Yu Zechuan was upset, and when Lu Yan turned around, he snatched the fried egg from his bowl and poked the bowl all over.
Lu Yan's phone was quietly placed on the table, and suddenly it buzzed. Yu Zechuan glanced at it subconsciously, but before he could see the name clearly, a hand suddenly slapped over at lightning speed -
"Bang!!"
There was a loud bang, almost breaking the teacup.
Yu Zechuan raised his eyes subconsciously, only to see Lu Yan who had returned. He couldn't help but frowned: "What are you crazy about?"
Lu Yan: “…”
Damn, that’s a close call. This is Jiang Boyun’s exclusive ringtone. If Yu Zechuan finds out, I’ll be dead.
Lu Yan shook his head: "Nothing, I was in a hurry to answer the phone."
He quickly pulled back his phone and hung up the call, not knowing that this strange behavior had attracted Yu Zechuan's attention. He narrowed his eyes sharply, stood up from the sofa, walked slowly to Lu Yan, and asked in an unintelligible manner:
"Who hit me?"
Lu Yan's heart skipped a beat.
Yu Zechuan raised his eyebrows slightly, asking inquiringly: "If you were so anxious to answer the call, why did you hang up again?"
Lu Yan said "oh" and put his phone in his pocket without changing his expression:
"He's my uncle from the countryside."
"He was accidentally hit by a tricycle last month and borrowed a lot of money from me for medical treatment. He hasn't paid it back yet. I'm afraid he will ask me to borrow again."
Yu Zechuan seemed unconvinced: "Really?"
Lu Yan asked back: "Why would I lie to you?"
Yu Zechuan seemed to be interested. He suddenly reached out to Lu, and his voice made people nervous:
"Then can you show me the notes?"
Lu Yan: “…”
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