Chapter 3: Last Will
If Lu Yan's tone had not been too serious, Yu Zechuan would have thought he was mocking him. After a few seconds of silence, he could not help but coldly said, "Mr. Lu, maybe you are joking."
"No, I'm not kidding."
Lu Yan simply turned around to face Yu Zechuan. Perhaps because he was seriously ill, he looked thinner and weaker than others. His handsome face was like a whirlpool that drew people in:
"If I had a partner like you, I wouldn't want to leave him alone in the rain downstairs."
Lu Yan smiled, as if he was joking.
Yu Zechuan twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard that, but he couldn't even fake a smile. Perhaps he himself found it ironic that Jiang Boyun, his legitimate partner, sent him to prison and ignored him, and the only care he received many years later came from Lu Yan, his "rival in love".
Yu Zechuan remembered that the person in front of him was Jiang Boyun's lover, and he became more sarcastic in his heart: "Are you really single?"
Lu Yan did not answer the question directly, but handed him the dry white towel in his hand: "It is easy to make people sad if we talk about this kind of question at night. Maybe I can answer your question when the sun rises tomorrow."
So please don't be careless and let him live to the next day.
Regardless of the reason, Lu Yan's action finally temporarily extinguished the murderous intent rising in Yu Zechuan's heart. Yu Zechuan frowned, hid the dagger again, took the white towel, walked out of the bathroom without saying a word, and wiped his hair carelessly.
Lu Yan put his hands in his pockets and walked behind him, reminding him concernedly: "Do you want to change your clothes? Your coat is soaked."
Yu Zechuan seemed to be disgusted by someone standing behind him. When Lu Yan approached, all his muscles tensed up and he immediately distanced himself: "No need."
Lu Yan shook his head slightly: "What should I do if I have a fever?"
Yu Zechuan wanted to laugh. Lu Yan probably didn't know that he was about to die. He actually had the mood to care whether he had a fever or not. "I have always been in good health and have never been sick."
"That's good."
Lu Yan did not continue to dwell on this question. He walked to the dressing mirror and unbuttoned his shirt one by one. When Yu Zechuan noticed something was wrong, the man's smooth body was completely exposed to the air.
Yu Zechuan looked unhappy: "What are you doing?"
Lu Yan seemed to have just realized that there was another person in the room: "I'm sorry, my clothes are wet and a little uncomfortable to wear. Can you sit on the sofa to avoid it?"
The original owner had a lot of debts outside, so this rental house was naturally not much better. It was called a living room, but in fact it was just a sofa next to the bed, and there was really no extra space to hide.
Yu Zechuan glanced at his wet clothes, then walked to the window in silence and turned his back to Lu Yan.
Lu Yan took in this scene and was lost in thought for a moment. Even though Yu Zechuan had become so evil, his upbringing was still hard to erase. If it weren't for Jiang Boyun, he might still be that handsome and noble young man.
So the more Lu Yan thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed to him. Shouldn't the other party have gone to kill Jiang Boyun first? Why were they squatting downstairs of his house?
Yu Zechuan had no idea what Lu Yan was thinking. He was staring at the blurry rain scene outside the window, but his attention was drawn to the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other behind him. He couldn't help frowning.
Yu Zechuan is asexual and has no interest in sex. He and Jiang Boyun met in college and they were business partners for five years, but they confirmed their relationship in the sixth year.
Due to personality reasons, Yu Zechuan never took the initiative to ask for intimacy, and Jiang Boyun didn't know why, and never took the initiative to touch him. The two of them talked awkwardly for half a year. Yu Zechuan thought they were a couple, but to outsiders, they were more like business partners.
At this moment, Yu Zechuan was a little upset by the movement of people changing clothes behind him.
"I'm done."
Lu Yan's voice pulled Yu Zechuan back from his wandering thoughts. He turned around and saw that the other person had changed into a clean and refreshing set of casual clothes, a loose white shirt, and gray trousers, exuding warmth all over.
When Yu Zechuan saw this scene, he suddenly felt that the wet clothes sticking to his body were particularly uncomfortable, as if countless ants were crawling on his skin. He clenched the knife in his sleeve and realized belatedly that he didn't need to wait for Lu Yan to change his clothes, after all, he came here to kill him today.
Yu Zechuan narrowed his eyes silently and approached Lu Yan step by step. However, the other party was looking for something in the closet. Suddenly he turned to him and said, "I have a set of clothes that I haven't worn yet. Why don't you go to the bathroom and change into them?"
As he spoke, he handed over a set of clothes with a tag. The color was even similar to the one Yu Zechuan was wearing. It had everything from inside to outside, and the design was so meticulous that it was hard to find fault with it.
Yu Zechuan stared at Lu Yan's concerned eyes without any movement. The room was so quiet that only the noisy and vague sound of rain outside could be heard. The latter did not withdraw his hand and maintained that posture.
After a long silence,
“…No, I have to go.”
Yu Zechuan said this coldly, and suddenly pushed Lu Yan away. He put away the knife impatiently, thinking that today was not a good time to kill someone, and wanted to leave here quickly. However, when he was about to open the door and leave, he suddenly heard the sound of a car engine coming from far away downstairs.
Yu Zechuan paused suddenly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Lu Yan's face changed slightly, and he tilted his head to look out the window. He saw a white car at the entrance of the alley. It was Jiang Boyun who had returned!!
This is an old residential building. After nightfall, the surroundings are quiet and the noise of driving vehicles sounds particularly abrupt. Jiang Boyun sat in the driver's seat and picked up his phone for the eighth time to look at the message on it. The three words "stinking idiot" flashed into his eyes, making him bulge with anger.
Is Lu Yan crazy?! Who gave him the guts to scold himself like this?!
When Jiang Boyun saw the news on the road, he was so angry that he almost turned the steering wheel and went home. But as the saying goes, if you are patient, you will be able to have a broad mind. If you take a step back, you will get angrier. He had already driven here, and going back was not an option. In the end, he still came to the downstairs of Lu Yan's house.
"Lu Yan, what the hell are you doing!"
Jiang Boyun opened the car door and got out, swearing softly, and walked directly into the rain. He took the elevator upstairs, all the way to the eighth floor, followed the house number to find Lu Yan's house, and then knocked hard on the door.
“Tuttuttut——!”
The rapid voice revealed Jiang Boyun's inner anger.
"Lu Yan, open the door, I know you are home!"
However, the only response he got was deathly silence. The lights in the corridor flickered briefly due to years of disrepair.
Jiang Boyun slammed the door loudly: "Explain to me clearly what those two messages mean!"
No one in the room responded, and through the dark crack in the door, it was easy to see that even the lights were off. Seeing this, Jiang Boyun suddenly sneered: "Lu Yan, don't play dumb with me. If you don't open the door, I will call the police and say you are missing!"
Across the door, Lu Yan was being held at the throat by Yu Zechuan with an icy dagger. Yu Zechuan leaned close to his ear expressionlessly, and said in an icy and dangerous voice: "Find a way to get him out, otherwise I don't know what the knife in my hand will do."
Lu Yan: “…”
Lu Yan had already lost his temper with Jiang Boyun, this useless snack. He lowered his eyes to glance at the sharp blade on his neck, cleared his throat, and finally spoke through the crack of the door: "Jiang Boyun, you go back, I want to sleep, we can talk tomorrow if there is anything."
Jiang Boyun laughed angrily: "Lu Yan, are you kidding me?! You sent me a message saying you had a stomachache and asked me to come over to take care of you, and now you want me to go back. Do you really think I can't deal with you?!"
Lu Yan could sense that these words aroused Yu Zechuan's hidden anger, because the knife at his throat was getting tighter and tighter, as if it would cut his flesh in the next second.
"He is so nice to you." Yu Zechuan sneered.
No, he just wanted to have sex.
Jiang Boyun's arrival made Yu Zechuan's originally calm mood become a mess again. Lu Yan turned his head to avoid the blade in the dark, thinking about how to trick Jiang Boyun outside: "You know I'm playing a trick on you, but you still don't leave. Are you staying here to wait for the New Year? Anyway, you have so many people around you, you don't need me."
Hurry up and find someone else to have sex with.
Jiang Boyun paused when he heard this, thinking that Lu Yan was jealous. After all, they knew each other when they were poor, so they had some affection for each other. He couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "Ayan, don't be jealous. We have been through hardships together. I was just playing with those people outside."
Lu Yan was startled. Oops, this is a familiar line...
Jiang Boyun outside the door said affectionately: "If you hadn't helped me at the beginning, how could I have taken over Yinchuan Group so smoothly? Everything I have now belongs to you."
Lu Yan: “?!!!!”
Fuck! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Lu Yan was eager to interrupt Jiang Boyun's output, but Yu Zechuan seemed to have sensed his intention and covered his mouth tightly in the dark. For a while, all that could be heard inside and outside the room was Jiang Boyun's monologue:
"Ayan, I know you owe a lot of money outside, otherwise you wouldn't live in a place like this. Just be good to me, can't we get back together?"
Fuck your head!
Jiang Boyun: "Be obedient and open the door."
Okay, I’ll stab you to death if you open the door!
Jiang Boyun: "Ayan, if you don't open the door, I will really leave."
Lu Yan suddenly didn't want Jiang Boyun to leave, because he felt that everyone in the world deserved retribution. But unfortunately, Yu Zechuan had no intention of taking action. They were close to each other, leaning against the door, listening to the man outside the door telling love words, and every word was like a knife piercing Yu Zechuan's heart.
Lu Yan didn't know whether Yu Zechuan was crying or not, he only knew that his hand holding the knife was shaking.
That heart was just like the weather outside, cloudy and rainy.
Maybe it was because Lu Yan didn't respond for a long time, but Jiang Boyun was tired of talking, and the air gradually became quiet. A low curse sounded outside the door, followed by the man's footsteps as he left in frustration.
Jiang Boyun finally passed away.
Leaving Lu Yan with a rotten stall.
Lu Yan's mind raced, thinking about how to make up for what had just happened. But the next second, Yu Zechuan's hoarse voice rang in his ears: "Since you helped me keep out the rain, do you have any last words to say?"
Lu Yan's pupils shrank: "?!!"
Yu Zechuan lost his patience and counted down indifferently: "3..."
The tip of the knife moved slightly, changing to a more convenient angle for insertion.
"2..."
The man tensed his arms and raised the dagger high.
"1..."
Lu Yan said nervously: "I like you——!!"
"Dang..."
There was a sudden sound in the darkness.
The tip of the knife fell to the ground in surprise.
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