Chapter 32 Different
Lu Yan didn't understand why he always encountered such things as unspoken office rules. He looked down at his hand on his waist, pulled it down without leaving a trace, and forced a smile: "Director Jiang, don't be like this..."
Lu Yan tried hard to maintain his affectionate persona and not let it fall apart: "Please give me the USB drive. It's too dangerous to keep it with you. It's better to give it to me for safekeeping."
Just when Lu Yan couldn't help but start to go crazy, Jiang Boyun finally turned around and walked into the compartment, took out the USB flash drive from the safe and handed it to him, saying in a heavy tone: "You must keep this USB flash drive well, and don't let anyone find it. If something happens... we will both be finished."
The second sentence is both a reminder and a warning.
Lu Yan tried not to appear too anxious, nodded calmly, and took it: "I know, don't worry, if anything happens, I will handle it alone and will never drag you down."
Just like... Yu Zechuan back then?
A strange feeling arose in his heart, but he suppressed it.
Jiang Boyun felt relieved, but then he remembered something else: "Are you really planning to resign from the company?"
Nonsense, otherwise will I stay here and be bound by your unspoken rules?
Lu Yan put the USB drive in his pocket. Knowing that he couldn't quarrel with him yet, he lowered his head and hummed, "I plan to open my own shop. Now I stay in the company every day and see you every day. It's easy for people to gossip about me."
Jiang Boyun actually felt that it was not a good idea for Lu Yan to stay in the company. After all, he no longer needed her to do anything, and there was a risk of exposing their relationship. "I'll transfer some money to you later. If you need anything, just tell me."
Lu Yan always insisted on not giving up Jiang Boyun's money, so he didn't refuse it. "I understand. You go ahead and do your work. I'm going to leave now."
He was about to leave when he was caught off guard by his wrist. His heart skipped a beat: Oops, this familiar scene, could it be...
"Why do you keep rejecting me lately?"
Jiang Boyun's low voice sounded from behind him, with hidden suspicion. He felt that Lu Yan was a little abnormal during this period, but he couldn't tell exactly where the abnormality was.
really.
Lu Yan guessed that Jiang Boyun was thinking about sex again, so he brushed his hand away without leaving a trace and politely refused: "I just think you are going to get married soon, and it's not a good idea for us to do this."
Help, Midnight Murder 0 is so scary!
Jiang Boyun suddenly stepped forward and pushed Lu Yan against the table. He stared at the man's collarbone exposed from his collar with a dark look. Thinking that he was jealous, he patiently coaxed him a few times: "Ayan, I promise that she will not affect your status."
Lu Yan's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and he asked in confusion, "What status do I have in your side?"
Jiang Boyun has always treated his original body as a mistress, not even a boyfriend, without any proper status. Lu Yan thought his words were quite interesting and funny.
Jiang Boyun frowned, raised his hand and stroked Lu Yan's cheek, wondering why he hadn't noticed that he was so prickly before: "Are you still blaming me?"
Lu Yan turned his head away from his hand, feeling uncomfortable as if a bug was crawling across his face: "I don't blame you, I just want to live a quiet life."
Jiang Boyun's hand stopped in mid-air, and after a pause, he retracted it. He thought he had found Lu Yan's weakness, and planned to solve the problem with money as before: "I have a house in Houwan. You can move in for the next two days, and I'll find a chance to transfer the ownership to your name later."
House = living together = having sex.
Lu Yan immediately refused: "No, just don't come to see me in the future."
He was about to leave when Jiang Boyun held him down, gnashing his teeth and whispering, "Lu Yan, don't think you can break up with me like this. I don't agree!"
Seeing that the soft approach didn't work, he decided to use the hard approach. He held Lu Yan's cheek tightly and wanted to kiss him, but he didn't expect that he was suddenly punched hard in the face the next second. He was caught off guard and knocked to the ground by Lu Yan.
"Bang--!"
Jiang Boyun lost his balance and accidentally knocked the table over. He was stunned by the pain for a few seconds before he reacted. He covered his mouth and looked at Lu Yan in shock: "You dare to hit me?!"
What's wrong with hitting you? It's not like I didn't hit you before in the last round.
Lu Yan shook his aching fist casually, thinking that Jiang Boyun was destined to be beaten. He had not originally planned to fight him, but he still failed unexpectedly.
"Jiang Boyun, you are about to get engaged, don't let me look down on you."
Lu Yan said this and turned to walk towards the door. Unexpectedly, Jiang Boyun chased him and shouted angrily: "Lu Yan! Stop!"
Lu Yan turned around and raised his hand as if to hit him, but Jiang Boyun was so scared that he shrank back with a whoosh.
whispering sound.
Lu Yan sneered and this time he really left. Jiang Boyun didn't dare to stop him.
Lu Yan did not leave immediately, but walked to the end of the corridor and entered a men's restroom at the corner. There were five doors in the restroom, and only one was closed. He washed his hands in front of the mirror, deliberately turning up the water flow. Before long, a blue figure quietly appeared behind him.
Lu Yan did not raise his head, but just cleaned the wound on his hand. He had hit Jiang Boyun with too much force just now, and his fist was accidentally scratched by the opponent's teeth: "The security has withdrawn, you should leave now if you want to, otherwise it will be bad if Jiang Boyun finds you."
Xue Jin stood at the corner of the bathroom door, so that he could observe the situation in the corridor and hide at any time. He stared at Lu Yan with complicated eyes, wondering why he had just helped him take the blame: "Why did you help me?"
He knew everything about Jiang Boyun and Lu Yan's affairs. In Xue Jin's mind, these two were just a pair of gays, and neither of them was better than the other.
Lu Yan asked back: "If it's not beneficial, can't we help?"
Xue Jin felt that the situation was a bit tricky, because he had no idea what Lu Yan's purpose was, and he happened to be caught by him. He asked dangerously, "What is your purpose?"
Xue Jin was a sensitive and thoughtful person. If he was not given a reasonable explanation, he would probably come up with something in his mind.
Lu Yan had no choice but to take out a tissue to wipe his hands dry. After thinking for a long time, he tried to put on a sad expression: "Mr. Xue, I know you are a good person, and I also know that you have always looked down on me."
Xue Jin: “???”
Lu Yan's acting skills were not good, so he had to keep his head down most of the time. The wound on the back of his hand was red and swollen from the cold water, and it looked quite obvious. He said in a low voice: "I actually don't like Jiang Boyun. I was forced to stay with him. He has done a lot of bad things over the years. I have wanted to leave him a long time ago..."
Xue Jin did not expect this result. His face changed and he looked a little helpless.
"Don't worry about what happened just now. I'm planning to resign anyway. Instead of involving you, I might as well help you get out of this."
I don’t know if it was because Lu Yan was acting too hard, but Xue Jin actually felt like he had wronged a good person. He opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word for a long time.
Seeing that the performance was almost over, Lu Yan threw the paper ball into the trash can and said, "Mr. Xue, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. Don't worry, I won't say anything nonsense."
There was an elevator door next to the bathroom, so Lu Yan took the elevator downstairs to complete the resignation procedures. It would take about a week to get the approval stamped, but he had taken a long vacation anyway, so he could just stay at home during this time.
Little did he know that not long after he left, Jiang Boyun checked the surveillance footage of the entire floor, slowly retraced time, and accurately captured the scene right after he left the office.
The only people upstairs at the time were Secretary Eva and Lu Yan. But when the video was moved forward, the screen went black.
Jiang Boyun frowned: "Why is the surveillance screen dark?"
The security captain stood opposite, pretending not to notice the purple bruises on the corners of the chairman's mouth. He lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe and said, "Chairman Jiang, I just went to check, and the surveillance was normal. It may be because of insufficient storage space, so..."
Jiang Boyun couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Have you checked the surveillance downstairs? Are there any suspicious people coming in and out?"
The security captain said hesitantly: "It seems there is one."
Jiang Boyun: "Who?"
Security captain: "From the Finance Department, Lu Yan."
Jiang Boyun: “…”
It was already evening when he returned to the apartment. Lu Yan felt that his day had been full of twists and turns, and he was exhausted. He was standing at the door with a bag of snacks in his hand, and was about to enter the house by entering the password, when he suddenly heard a slight sound of a door opening next door:
“Crack—”
It's like a piece of gravel is thrown into the calm water, causing ripples.
Lu Yan paused, as if he had guessed who it was. He raised his eyes slowly, and as expected, he found Yu Zechuan leaning against the door, looking at him.
He was still wearing the clothes I had given him this morning. The black T-shirt was loose and comfortable, but it was held up nicely by his shoulders. His exposed forearms were slender and strong, tucked into his trouser pockets. His pale, pointed chin was half swallowed by the shadow, and his expression was calm and indifferent.
Yu Zechuan looked like a pool of stagnant water. When he looked up, he looked at other people as if they were dead people. But when his gaze fell on Lu Yan, it was a little different, like a tiny flower blooming in a lifeless stone.
"Off work?" He leaned against the door frame, as if he just wanted to come out and say hello.
"Yeah, it's time to get off work."
Lu Yan was originally wondering if Yu Zechuan would be embarrassed to see him today, but it seemed that he wasn't. His gaze lingered on him for a few seconds, as if he was thinking: "Are you feeling uncomfortable today?"
Although Lu Yan was self-taught, he was a novice yesterday after all. He thought for a long time whether he had hurt Yu Zechuan yesterday, but he was drunk and couldn't remember clearly.
Yu Zechuan immediately understood what he was asking, and turned his head away awkwardly, a slight blush spreading across his face: "No."
He spoke two vague words briefly and quickly. If you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't even hear what he was saying.
"That's good."
Lu Yan suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say. After hesitating for a moment, he reached into the shopping bag, rummaged around for a while, pulled out a bar of dark chocolate, and handed it over: "Here you go."
Yu Zechuan took it and found that the packaging bag was warm. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Are you planning to eat these snacks for dinner?"
Lu Yan replied casually: "No, instant noodles."
He just bought a bunch of instant noodles at the convenience store downstairs, collecting eight flavors and planning to try them at home.
Upon hearing this, Yu Zechuan stared at him without saying a word.
“…”
Lu Yan somehow understood what he meant and said with a smile: "I'll send you a bowl when it's ready?"
Yu Zechuan raised his eyelids and asked back, "Aren't you tired from running around?"
Lu Yan: “…”
Yu Zechuan has a strong possessiveness, and this feeling is not limited to his own possessions, but even extends to all people or things that he likes.
Invading each other's lives like air,
Start eating away at it little by little, until it becomes your own...
But Yu Zechuan is not aware of this at the moment. He is just curious about Lu Yan's private life and wants to keep him under his nose and pay attention to him all the time.
Lu Yan was busy in the kitchen. He was not as flustered as others when cooking. He controlled the heat with ease until the water boiled and light white mist filled his surroundings, and his figure became a little blurred.
Yu Zechuan sat alone on the sofa, watching the scene quietly, his amber eyes narrowed and gradually became deep and dark.
Lu Yan planned to make a beer-roasted duck. He opened the refrigerator and took out a can of cold beer. The pull ring made a crisp sound when it was opened.
Yu Zechuan's ears twitched, like a vicious dog smelling blood, and he immediately stood up and walked over: "You're drinking again?"
His tone was unfriendly, and Lu Yan even felt that it would be more appropriate to translate this sentence as "You want to take advantage of me when you are drunk again."
Lu Yan leaned his hands on the edge of the stove and couldn't help laughing: "Beer roasted duck, have you never had it before?"
and,
He picked up the can of beer and took a big sip in front of Yu Zechuan. He shook the half-empty can of beer and smiled, asking for a beating: "So what if I drank it?"
Naked provocation!
Yu Zechuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Yan's collar, pushing him hard into the corner of the stove. The narrow space forced them to get close, and their hot bodies pressed against each other, reminding people of the intimate contact yesterday.
Yu Zechuan gritted his teeth silently: "Have you forgotten what you did when you were drunk yesterday?"
The air was quiet for a second, and the only sound could be heard was the bubbling of hot water in the pot.
Lu Yan looked deep in his eyes, and suddenly asked in an ambiguous tone, "You don't think I was really drunk yesterday, do you?"
This sentence was like a piece of hot coal, burning Yu Zechuan's hand so hard that it shrank back. He stepped back in shock, but Lu Yan stepped forward slowly, and the situation between the two of them suddenly turned upside down.
"and,"
Lu Yan pushed Yu Zechuan into a corner, looked at him calmly, and placed his bony hands on the edge of the stove, blocking his way. He said slowly, "Do you know... there are some things you can do even if you're not drunk?
"Um?"
The last word was nasal and particularly low, but the ending tone was slightly rising. Yu Zechuan was caught off guard and his eardrums were tickled, as if someone had kissed him secretly.
Yu Zechuan quietly clenched his fingertips, and suddenly felt unwilling to be suppressed by the other party. He raised his eyes to look at the man, his lips slightly curled, and inexplicably heard a hint of sarcasm: "Then you are really amazing."
You can do it when you're drunk, and you can do it when you're not drunk.
Lu Yan: “…”
Yu Zechuan's face looked particularly good under the light, with a jade-like luster, but the scar was also visible. When he stared at Lu Yan, he seemed to be cut in two, and the feeling of brokenness almost overflowed from his body, as if it would never be put together again.
Lu Yan inexplicably recalled his previous life, when Yu Zechuan was covered in blood, and smiled at him with red eyes, looking sad and mocking.
"I'm not an animal that can go into heat at any time."
Lu Yan's fingertips moved slightly, and he suddenly wanted to touch the scar on Yu Zechuan's face. In fact, he did so.
Feeling the warmth on his cheek, Yu Zechuan subconsciously tilted his head and closed his eyes, frowning fiercely. However, Lu Yan's deep and serious voice rang in his ears: "I was indeed drunk last night."
I was drunk, so I went crazy.
"But not drunk enough to have a one-night stand with anyone."
Lu Yan used to think that love and hate were the most terrible emotions because they were too pure and extreme and would often bring destruction. But until he met Yu Zechuan, he realized that the emotion of pity and hate was the most terrible.
He felt pity for the person in front of him, so much so that he began to love and care for him.
At the same time, he hated this man coldly, hated him for killing him twice.
These two emotions are intertwined, one growing while the other wanes, just like their inseparable past and present lives. Lu Yan himself doesn't know when love will overwhelm hate, and hate will devour love.
He only knew that Yu Zechuan cared a lot about what happened last night, but not because he minded having sex with him. Rather, he cared that once he got drunk, he would go to bed and have sex with him regardless of whether that person was him or not.
Lu Yan thinks this is not the case:
"You are different from others."
Yu Zechuan raised his eyes subconsciously when he heard this, and asked with some doubt: "Why?"
Was it because he had been in jail? Or was he disfigured?
He was making wild guesses in his mind, but his heart skipped a beat under the man's smiling gaze.
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