Chapter 30 Out of Control
Out of control means losing the ability to control, and its synonym is indulgence.
This kind of situation rarely happens to Lu Yan, but today is an exception. After all, his life is like walking on a tightrope every minute and every second, and he will fall into an abyss if he is not careful.
He doesn't smoke, drink, or have sex.
In one night, I tried them all.
Yu Zechuan was obviously a fool. He was a bit ruthless at the beginning, but he was nothing at all later on. Lu Yan finally succeeded in identifying that the other party was a paper tiger that would break with a single poke.
Yu Zechuan closed his eyes in the dim light, lowered his head and bit the back of his hand so hard that he could smell blood. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt sad and miserable for no reason. He felt that his life was a mess, like a pile of mud.
He was sent to jail by mistake because of poor judgment, and even the first time he went to bed was with someone he had only known for a few days, and the other person didn't even like him.
Thinking of this, I didn't feel any joy at all.
Lu Yan looked at Yu Zechuan's figure in the moonlight. He was thin but not weak. His clearly defined muscles were covered with some old scars, not too many but not too few either. It was hard to tell whether they were caused by being bullied or by being brave and aggressive.
Lu Yan leaned down and saw Yu Zechuan with his eyes closed. His eyelashes kept trembling, casting fan-shaped shadows on his pale skin. He bit a piece of flesh on the back of his hand tightly, and the forbearance in his body almost solidified.
Lu Yan's tone slowed down: "Are you scared?"
Yu Zechuan paused but didn't open his eyes. His tone was flat and it was impossible to detect any emotion: "Well, I'm afraid you are sick."
Lu Yan tilted his head slightly, as if he noticed the dissatisfaction that flashed across Yu Zechuan's heart. He smiled and said in a low and magnetic voice: "This is my first time, and I didn't mess around. How can I be sick?"
If I have to say, cancer might qualify.
Yu Zechuan opened his eyes subconsciously upon hearing that, and what he saw was Lu Yan's clear jawline. The man's Adam's apple was slightly protruding, and it was particularly sexy when it rolled up and down.
He clearly saw a drop of sweat running down Lu Yan's Adam's apple into his collarbone, which was a sign of his body being hot.
Yu Zechuan suddenly whispered, "Your house is really messy."
Actually, it wasn't messy, just a little shabby. Lu Yan had rented such an expensive place, but he never decorated it seriously, just like a tourist who was staying for a short time and didn't plan to stay for a long time.
Yu Zechuan never thought that his first time would happen in such a situation. Just a simple bed, a pillow so plain that there was no pattern on it at all, and only the man on her was barely handsome.
“Isn’t it lacking a sense of ceremony?”
Lu Yan took a deep breath, not caring about Yu Zechuan's criticism. He suddenly pulled away, stood up and walked outside the balcony. After a moment, he came in with a cool breeze and stuck close to Yu Zechuan again.
Before Yu Zechuan could even groan, his vision suddenly turned red. Next to the pillow, there appeared a fragrant red flower with two emerald green leaves on it, which was particularly noticeable against the plain bed sheet.
Lu Yan lowered his eyelids, and placed his slender, bony hands on Yu Zechuan's sides. His light-colored veins were slightly tense, and under the moonlight, they were as beautiful as a work of art: "For you."
He smiled and explained, "I wanted to give it to you last time, but I was worried that you couldn't support it, so I kept it for myself."
Yu Zechuan felt better in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He quietly reached out and grasped the flower in the dark. The cool and soft touch of the petals made him dare not use even a little strength, which formed a sharp contrast with the man.
Yu Zechuan looked at Lu Yan with red eyes: "Is this really your first time?"
Lu Yan asked back: "Why, not like?"
Yu Zechuan thought that it was not like that. Lu Yan's face looked like a pond with 800 fish. He looked completely different on the bed and off the bed. He was powerless to lift his head, his Adam's apple exposed to the air, fragile and gullible: "Don't lie to me..."
Lu Yan laughed: "Are you so afraid of being cheated?"
Yu Zechuan said hoarsely: "I'm still afraid of pain."
Lu Yan thought to himself, “You never told me this in your previous life. What a coincidence! I’m also afraid of pain.”
Yu Zechuan stabbed him twice in his previous life, but it didn't matter, as he could still stab him back now.
As dawn approached, the alcohol in Lu Yan's mind finally faded. He saw Yu Zechuan's eyes half closed, lying on the bed languidly, as if someone had pulled out his bones, so he reached out and pulled him out from under the quilt.
Yu Zechuan frowned, his voice hoarse: "What are you doing?"
Lu Yan smiled and asked back: "You don't want to take a shower?"
Yu Zechuan didn't expect that Lu Yan was here to help him take a bath, so he lost his temper for a moment and felt a little embarrassed. He became limp and was carried into the bathroom by Lu Yan. The two of them lingered for a long time before coming out.
Lu Yan had learned to be cautious a long time ago, and all the monitoring equipment was put away. He walked to the closet, took out a set of clean clothes and handed them to Yu Zechuan: "Change into them, they are all clean."
Yu Ji asked again: "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Lu Yan actually didn't mind Yu Zechuan staying to sleep, but because Yu Zechuan had so many secrets, Lu Yan was actually scared about him staying here.
Yu Zechuan lowered his head and sat on the bed to put on his clothes, making it difficult to see his expression: "No need."
Lu Yan nodded, feeling relieved: "Then go back and have a good rest."
Yu Zechuan suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his dissatisfaction obvious: "Why don't you keep me?"
Lu Yan: “…”
Was your partner just being ambiguous?
Lu Yan realized for the first time that Yu Zechuan was so childish, and choked for a moment: "Didn't you say no?"
Yu Zechuan raised his eyebrows coldly: "When did you listen to me so much?"
Lu Yan was helpless: "Then you can sleep for a while?"
Yu Zechuan: “No need to sleep.”
He finished speaking, put on his clothes, stood up and was about to leave. Although he didn't say anything, he somehow made people feel full of resentment.
Lu Yan leaned against the doorstep, and when they passed by, he suddenly grabbed Yu Zechuan's wrist: "Hey."
Yu Zechuan said in a bad tone: "What?"
Lu Yan's emotional intelligence finally came back: "You were tired yesterday, go back and have a good rest. I'll make some breakfast and send it to you later."
But to be honest, it was Lu Yan who did the hard work yesterday, while Yu Zechuan just lay in bed without moving much. Strictly speaking, the former consumed more physical energy.
Yu Zechuan's expression eased a little, and he turned his head away, "It's up to you."
He put his hands in his pockets and secretly hid something.
After Yu Zechuan left, Lu Yan changed the bed sheets at home and threw them into the washing machine. However, he searched everywhere but couldn't find the red rose from yesterday, so he had to give up.
He went to the market downstairs to buy some vegetables, and then went home to start cooking. When the sky was just turning white, the streets were not yet busy, and the porridge in the black clay pot was bubbling and boiling, and the fresh and fragrant taste gradually filled the air.
Lu Yan tasted the food with a spoon and thought it was almost done, so he found the lunch box and prepared to send it to Yu Zechuan. He almost forgot that today was the day he and Jiang Boyun agreed to pick up the USB drive, and when the phone rang, he almost burned his hand.
"hiss……"
Lu Yan answered the call while washing his hands under cool water: "Hello?"
"It's me," Jiang Boyun's familiar voice came from the other end, "When are you going to pick up the USB drive today? The head of the Finance Department said you haven't been to work for a few days. What's going on?"
There seemed to be some dissatisfaction in his words, but it didn't sound very obvious. He probably felt that Lu Yan was being a little "spoiled" recently.
Lu Yan hummed absentmindedly: "Last time a relative was sick, I took a long vacation. I'll come to you this afternoon to get the USB drive."
Jiang Boyun said: "Try to get here within two hours. I have a morning meeting later."
He has been very busy lately, and hung up the phone without waiting for Lu Yan to respond. A series of busy tones came from the other end.
Lu Yan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, threw his cell phone aside, and went straight to the next door with his lunch box. As soon as he knocked on Yu Zechuan's door, the door opened with a click. The speed was so fast that Lu Yan thought that the other party was waiting for him behind the door.
Looking at Yu Zechuan standing behind the door with a sour face, Lu Yan slowly raised the lunch box in his hand and said, "I'll bring you some porridge."
Yu Zechuan stared at him for three seconds, then turned and walked into the house: "Come in."
Yu Zechuan's home was still so lifeless, the only green thing was probably the cactus next to the computer. Lu Yan glanced at it inconspicuously when he entered the house, then sat down on the sofa. He opened the hot lunch box and said, "Eat something light these two days. I made it according to the recipe. I wonder if it suits your taste."
Yu Zechuan values the thought, so he wouldn't mind if the porridge didn't taste good. Strictly speaking, the two of them had a one-night stand, and Yu Zechuan even felt a little regretful after waking up, after all, he was not such a casual person, but it must be said that Lu Yan was impeccable in every aspect.
Yu Zechuan hummed calmly, walked to the sofa and sat down to eat, but found that there was only one set of bowls and chopsticks, and couldn't help but frowned: "Aren't you going to eat?"
Lu Yan glanced at the time and said, "I have to go to work in a while, so I'm a little late. Otherwise, I won't be able to catch the subway during the morning rush hour."
Yu Zechuan looked at him curiously: "You still have a job?"
According to his observations during this period, Lu Yan stayed at home eight out of ten days, and was as much of a homebody as himself. Yu Zechuan had thought it was strange before, but he was not familiar with him at that time, so he did not ask much. He just thought Lu Yan was a rich second-generation who was idle.
Lu Yan tossed the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Didn't I tell you that my uncle was hit by a tricycle and was hospitalized? I took a long vacation to take care of him, and I have been resting at home during this period."
Yu Zechuan asked back: "So you went to take care of it?"
Lu Yan: “No.”
Yu Zechuan: “Why?”
Lu Yan: "Who told him not to pay me back?"
Yu Zechuan: “…”
Yu Zechuan didn't know how a person like Lu Yan had the nerve to say that he was petty, when the other party was obviously more petty than himself. Without saying a word, he stood up and walked to the desk, opened the drawer, took out four or five sets of car keys, and threw them directly in front of Lu Yan.
Lu Yan was puzzled: "What are you doing?"
Yu Zechuan frowned: "Didn't you say you couldn't get on the subway? My car is parked in the underground garage. You can choose one and drive over."
Lu Yan was a little surprised: "You have a car? Why have I never seen you drive one before?"
Yu Zechuan lowered his eyes and wiped the dishes with a tissue, not wanting to say more: "I've been in a car accident before, so I don't want to drive anymore."
Lu Yan understood the situation and didn't ask any more questions, but he didn't take the key: "Thank you, but I don't have a driver's license, so forget it."
He couldn't help but curse himself in his heart. What a mess he was. He couldn't even pass the driving test. Now he couldn't even handle the wealth that was coming his way.
Yu Zechuan sneered: "You are really good."
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that these four words are not good words in his mouth.
Lu Yan hurried to the company to get the USB flash drive and left after a short while. Little did he know that just as he stepped into the elevator, the elevator door opposite opened and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out. It was Xue Jin.
When he walked out, the elevator door opposite just closed. Xue Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt that Lu Yan's back looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. He was briefly confused, but he quickly put it behind him.
Ever since Yu Zechuan was released from prison, Xue Jin has lived in fear every day. It feels like he has released a ferocious beast, which is lurking in the dark and ready to launch a grand killing on its prey at any time.
But he was powerless to save the situation, nor was he able to persuade Sawakawahara to forgive him.
Xue Jin knew that Yu Zechuan never ate breakfast, so he brought a breakfast with him when he came. However, when he pushed the door open, he saw Yu Zechuan sitting on the sofa drinking porridge. Faced with this strange scene, Xue Jin was quite surprised.
"Did you go downstairs to buy breakfast today? Fortunately, I brought you one."
Xue Jin put the sandwich in his hand on the table and looked at the lunch box: "You drink white porridge so early in the morning?"
He realized something was wrong with the box and hissed, "This box doesn't look like something you bought outside. Did you make it at home?"
But Yu Zechuan obviously can’t cook.
Yu Zechuan had been drinking his porridge quietly the whole time. Hearing this, he finally frowned and looked at him, thinking Xue Jin's noisy behavior was annoying: "Don't you have to go to work today?"
Xue Jin: "Come on, there's still an hour and a half left. I can drive there in no time... You haven't told me where the porridge comes from yet."
Yu Zechuan didn't want to explain further: "My neighbor next door gave it to me."
Xue Jin adjusted his glasses, and was curious about this new person: "Neighbor? Who is he? He gave it to you and you drank it?"
Yu Zechuan doesn't seem like such a friendly neighbor.
Yu Zechuan selectively ignored the last question: "You came just after he left. Didn't you run into him in the elevator?"
Xue Jin leaned on the sofa and thought for a moment, rubbing his chin with his fingertips: "Is it the tall and thin one wearing a mask and all black, who looks like he's going to rob a bank?"
Yu Zechuan raised his eyebrows and said unkindly: "How does he look like a bank robber?"
Xue Jin vaguely sensed Yu Zechuan's protection for Lu Yan, and asked subtly: "Are you familiar with him?"
Yu Zechuan stopped talking immediately and continued to drink his porridge.
Xue Jin saw this and pushed the sandwich in front of him, saying with some disdain: "Eat the sandwich I bought. Who is so shabby? Just give me a bowl of porridge."
Before he finished speaking, Yu Zechuan used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of abalone from the porridge bowl, then picked up half a crab, clams, shelled shrimps, sprinkled with chopped green onions, a complete seafood feast.
Xue Jin's spellcasting was interrupted: "..."
Xue Jin swallowed and said, "Give me half a bowl."
Yu Zechuan refused: "This is for one person."
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