Chapter 29: Drunk Kiss
Midnight movies are usually not crowded, and you can book the entire theater by buying two tickets. Before the movie started, Lu Yan went to buy a bucket of popcorn and a bottle of milk. He sat down next to Yu Zechuan and handed him a drink: "Have a drink."
He probably knew that Yu Zechuan didn't like eating, so all the food was prepared for him.
Yu Zechuan took it and found that the milk bottle was still warm. He frowned and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
The advertisement light from the big screen fell on Lu Yan's face. His tall nose was slightly shiny, and his profile was like a sculpted male model in a magazine. Hearing this, he fumbled in the plastic bag beside him for a while, and finally took out a can of iced beer and shook it in front of Yu Zechuan: "I'll drink this."
Yu Zechuan's forehead was throbbing with veins: "You drink by yourself and let me drink milk?"
Lu Yan weighed the beer can in his hand, which was as cold as an iron weight. "You have a bad stomach, right? The only hot drinks left are latte and milk. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night if you drink latte."
Yu Zechuan turned his head away coldly: "I don't drink milk."
He thought that Lu Yan’s stomach wasn’t that strong, and he was almost sent to the hospital last time.
Lu Yan smiled: "That's great, I don't drink either, let's try it today."
When Lu Yan was ill, he had to avoid many things, including tobacco and alcohol, which were harmful to the body. He thought that it was good to be a little unrestrained in life.
Yu Zechuan asked in a subtle tone: "You've never drunk alcohol?"
He couldn't understand how a grown man could have never touched alcohol. Although there were indeed people who didn't drink, Lu Yan was definitely not such an honest person.
Lu Yan pulled open the sealing ring, and the beer can made a crisp "pop" sound. He tilted his head back and took a sip, feeling the cold liquid sliding down his throat. After a moment, he said, "Well, I had cancer before, so I don't touch these things."
He said it so lightly that at one point people thought he was joking.
But Yu Zechuan's expression still changed. He looked at Lu Yan in surprise, but received a teasing look from him: "I was just kidding you."
Yu Zechuan: “…”
Yu Zechuan always felt that Lu Yan didn't seem to be joking. He wanted to ask him, but the movie had already started. He had to swallow his doubts and watch the movie carefully.
This is a foreign revenge suspense drama.
The heroine is an ordinary housewife, but she is murdered by her husband and his mistress. She returns with a new identity and undergoes plastic surgery, secretly turning everything upside down. Her former enemies die one after another under her manipulation.
Finally, the police discovered the truth and arrested her in a suburban villa, but found that the heroine had committed suicide in the back garden.
Although Lu Yan had already watched the movie with Jiang Boyun in the afternoon, he was still engrossed in the movie because of the exciting plot. When he was almost finishing a bucket of popcorn, his right shoulder suddenly sank and his neck felt itchy as if his hair had been brushing against it.
“…”
Lu Yan paused while eating popcorn and lowered his eyes slightly, only then he realized that Yu Zechuan was so tired that he accidentally fell asleep.
Yu Zechuan took a sedative before going to bed at night, and he was easily sleepy. He had to go out because Uncle Chong called. Now the drug was taking effect, and his eyelids were getting heavier. He didn't know if it was because the cinema was too dim, or because the people next to him made him feel safe, Yu Zechuan slept without any guard.
Lu Yan did not dare to move. He gently put the popcorn bucket aside. The images on the screen kept switching, but they had lost their appeal. The sweet smell of popcorn lingered in the air. He did not know what to do for a moment, so he could only drink beer in silence.
Yu Zechuan's breathing was very light, and the warm after-breath sprayed on his neck, making it wet and slightly itchy. Lu Yan moved his neck uncomfortably, but unexpectedly, a crisp gunshot suddenly came from the movie screen:
"Bang--!"
Yu Zechuan shuddered and suddenly woke up from his sleep. He sat up straight as if he had received an electric shock, and saw countless birds flapping their wings out of the movie screen. The camera was getting farther and farther away, and finally a strange bright red metaphor for the heroine's ending.
Yu Zechuan didn't know if he had a nightmare, and he was still a little frightened. He closed his eyes and wiped his face, and suddenly felt a little numb on the side of his face. He realized that he seemed to have slept on Lu Yan's shoulder, and his movements froze: "..."
Lu Yan flattened the beer can in his hand and threw it into the garbage bag. He sat up straight, moved his stiff shoulders imperceptibly, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you awake?"
Yu Zechuan looked away awkwardly: "Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep."
Lu Yan: "It's nice to let you get some sleep."
Yu Zechuan saw that the movie had ended and the credits were automatically playing. He was stunned for a moment: "Is the movie over?"
He really wanted to know what happened to the heroine.
Lu Yan hummed: "It ended just as you woke up."
Yu Zechuan stared at the screen, wondering what he was thinking: "How will she end up?"
Lu Yan thought for a moment before saying, "She...finally came to her senses and turned herself in to the police station. After she was released from prison, she opened a flower shop."
This was the best ending that Lu Yan's impoverished mind could come up with for the heroine, because she looked very beautiful when she was buying flowers at the corner flower shop at the beginning of the movie.
Yu Zechuan didn't say anything, but just sneered in an ambiguous way. He stood up and said to Lu Yan, "Let's go. It's getting late. We should go back."
Lu Yan stood up as he was told, but he staggered for a moment, perhaps because he drank too much. Yu Zechuan quickly supported him and said coldly, "You are really capable. You can get drunk even by drinking beer."
Lu Yan picked up the bag of drinks, closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, planning to throw it into the trash can later: "I'm not drunk, just a little dizzy."
He had never drunk alcohol before, and he felt dizzy after drinking too much.
Yu Zechuan took his hand back and put it in his coat pocket: "Being drunk is not just about being drunk and going crazy."
But Lu Yan did not show any signs of being drunk. He went to the bathroom halfway before taking a ride home with Yu Zechuan. He spoke clearly, except for his slightly sleepy head, which was not sure whether it was due to sleepiness or drunkenness.
Yu Zechuan helped him into the elevator, and when he reached the floor, he helped him out again. The last time Lu Yan had a stomachache, he had told Yu Zechuan the password, and the latter vaguely remembered that Yu Zechuan used one hand to steady the man's heavy body, and the other hand quickly pressed the electronic lock.
"Crack."
The door finally opened and Yu Zechuan breathed a sigh of relief. He helped Lu Yan into the house, but before he could turn on the light, he tripped over the wool blanket on the floor.
"careful!"
Lu Yan quickly grabbed Yu Zechuan and pulled him back. The two of them were squeezed in the narrow entrance, with the cold door behind them. When they breathed in and out, even the air became thinner.
Lu Yan was a little drowsy and a little lazy. He leaned against the door with his eyes half closed. In the dark, he kicked the carpet that was blocking his way to the side. His voice was hoarse and low because of the alcohol: "I just bought a new carpet, and I haven't had time to put it away yet."
Yu Zechuan responded a little late, and suddenly didn't know what to say: "You..."
Lu Yan replied with a nasal voice: "Hmm?"
Yu Zechuan suddenly asked: "Do you really have cancer?"
His eyes were particularly sharp in the dark, with a smooth curve and slightly upturned ends. When he looked up at people, it seemed as if he could see through everything.
Lu Yan curled his lips and revealed that foxy look again: "Is it important?"
Yu Zechuan: “It’s very important.”
This was probably the first time someone was so "concerned" about his life. Lu Yan felt a little curious. He forced himself to open his eyes and smiled as he gestured to Yu Zechuan, "Then just assume that... I can only live for 30 days."
Thirty days is so short that we don’t even have enough time to wait until this season is over.
Yu Zechuan's expression changed: "Is it serious? Can't it be cured?"
"It can be cured," Lu Yan changed to a more comfortable position and leaned against the door, his eyelids lowered to cover his expression, and said with a half-sincerity smile: "But I have no money."
Lu Yan could live in a place like this, so he didn't look like he was broke. But he looked so serious that Yu Zechuan couldn't help but believe him. He frowned and said, "How much is it? I'll lend it to you."
Lu Yan put his hands in his pockets and looked at him with a smile: "But we have only known each other for a short time, you want to borrow it too?"
Yu Zechuan: “Borrow.”
Lu Yan asked again: "Even if we have nothing to do with each other, would you still lend it to me?"
Yu Zechuan still said the same word: "Borrow."
They were quite far apart, so Lu Yan had to bend slightly to get closer to him: "But I can't afford it."
Yu Zechuan didn't dodge or evade: "I didn't ask you to return it."
Lu Yan: “…Why?”
Yu Zechuan couldn't answer. He looked into Lu Yan's deep eyes, which were as dazzling as a whirlpool. He retreated unconsciously, but was caught off guard and hit the wall, and was trapped in a blind spot by Lu Yan.
Lu Yan leaned close to Yu Zechuan's ear, drunken, and whispered word by word: "I ask you, why?"
He seemed to care about the answer.
Yu Zechuan wanted to push him away, but as soon as his palm touched Lu Yan's body, he felt his chest shrink under the thin T-shirt. The heat spread from his palm to his whole body, making it difficult for him to breathe. "No reason."
Lu Yan suddenly raised his hand and slowly took off the mask on Yu Zechuan's face. The latter closed his eyes subconsciously, and only felt the warm fabric leaving him. His skin was suddenly exposed to the air and felt a slight coolness.
Lu Yan stared at the scar on Yu Zechuan's right cheek, smiling inexplicably, with a hint of regret in his words: "Besides asking for money, would you have said something else?"
Yu Zechuan was silent for a moment: "But I only have money."
Lu Yan: “…”
A strand of hair slipped quietly, and Yu Zechuan looked a little wolfish. He looked into Lu Yan's eyes, tearing open all the scars in this night, slowly raised his hand and pointed at his face, with a serious look: "I was framed and imprisoned for five years, I was disfigured in a fight, and my grandfather died of anger. Now I am the only one left at home."
"I have nothing but money."
"I don't know how to help you except giving you money."
Help me?
Lu Yan raised his eyes nonchalantly, thinking, you killed me twice in your last life, you actually want to help me in this life? Lu Yan did feel that Yu Zechuan was very pitiful, and even felt a little sympathetic towards him, but until today when he drank, something dark was fermented by alcohol, and he suddenly realized that he was not without resentment towards Yu Zechuan.
I hate him, but I also sympathize with him.
Lu Yan slowly stroked the scar on Yu Zechuan's right cheek with his fingertips, getting closer and closer. Just when Yu Zechuan thought he was going to say something in his ear, he suddenly felt a wet touch on his lips, and his pupils dilated.
The kiss came unexpectedly, and in the darkness it even had a hint of revenge. Yu Zechuan didn't expect Lu Yan to go crazy all of a sudden. Feeling the stinging pain from his lips, he came back to his senses in shock, and then grabbed the other person's collar: "What the hell are you crazy about!"
Lu Yan let him pull her hair, her hair falling down and covering her seductive eyes, but her tone was gentle: "Don't you like it?"
He knew that Yu Zechuan had a good impression of him.
Yu Zechuan was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't help but lose some strength in the hand that was holding Lu Yan's collar, and he felt flustered as if his heart was touched. However, in that moment of distraction, Lu Yan had already held his face and kissed him again.
The moist lips paid special attention to the ugly scar. Yu Zechuan tried to dodge several times but failed. He closed his eyes and clenched Lu Yan's shoulders with such force that his fingertips turned blue and white. His voice was hoarse: "Don't..."
Lu Yan smiled faintly, lowered his eyes and kissed him tenderly, his eyelashes brushing his skin, as light as a feather: "Don't what?"
Yu Zechuan's unfinished words were drowned in the painful kiss. He didn't know that the man was deliberately taking revenge on him. He trembled in pain but didn't dare to shout. His mouth was filled with the taste of blood. Finally, his body lost balance and was suddenly picked up and walked towards the bedroom, falling directly into the soft bed.
Adults may not necessarily go to bed for love, they may also go to bed to release stress.
Neither of them objected to this in their hearts, but Yu Zechuan was more panic-stricken and at a loss, while Lu Yan was simply drunk, and the bleeding corners of his mouth from the kiss were the best proof of that.
Lu Yan hooked his fingertips and the zipper of Yu Zechuan's coat was pulled down, revealing only a white short-sleeved shirt underneath. The thin fabric could not block his hot body at all.
Yu Zechuan suddenly turned his head to avoid Lu Yan's kiss. In the darkness, the tip of his tongue tasted like rust. His lips were tightly pursed, and he asked without any emotion: "You don't like me, do you?"
Lu Yan paused after hearing this, and suddenly sobered up a little. When he realized what he was doing, his face changed slightly, and the restlessness in his body was like a basin of cold water poured down, disappearing in an instant.
"sorry--"
Lu Yan finished his words hurriedly and wanted to get up and leave immediately, but this action somehow angered Yu Zechuan. His eyes were gloomy and he suddenly pulled the man back and pressed him hard under him.
Yu Zechuan was so angry that he lost his mind. He looked down at Lu Yan and grabbed his neck. His face turned blue with anger: "What the hell do you take me for?!"
"Is this for sale?! Just throw it away after the kiss?!"
"Let go of your hand first."
Lu Yan just wanted to pull back from the brink. He had said before that he didn't want to deceive Yu Zechuan's feelings, but he didn't expect that he had drunk too much today and lost his mind. However, the more he struggled, the tighter Yu Zechuan held him, and finally he pinched his chin and kissed him.
Yu Zechuan's kiss was clumsy and rough, even more so than Lu Yan's previous release of anger. One could even hear the sound of teeth knocking against each other. He lowered his head and stared into Lu Yan's eyes: "Do you think you are playing a game?"
"You say it starts when you say it starts, and you say it ends when you say it ends?"
How about you say it ends?
No matter how stupid Lu Yan was, he knew he couldn't say that. He wasn't used to being pinned down by someone, so he straightened his upper body slightly, stared at Yu Zechuan and asked earnestly, "Don't you regret it?"
Yu Zechuan was stunned: "What?"
The next second, the warm touch on his lips answered him.
Lu Yan directly reached out and grabbed Yu Zechuan's lower back, pulling him into his arms. He gave Yu Zechuan a painful kiss, telling him with his actions that he still had the final say in this game.
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