Chapter 37 Lies
The doubts in Yu Zechuan's heart were answered the moment Xue Jin appeared in the amusement park. Even if not, the time sitting in the car on the way back was enough for him to figure out many things.
Ayan.
Ayan.
There has never been anyone named A Yan around Yu Zechuan. The only person with whom he has some grudge is probably Jiang Boyun's little lover, Lu Yan.
When people are extremely furious, they can't actually lose their temper. You will just feel that the blood in your body is solidifying bit by bit, and your heart is falling into the abyss inch by inch, like a corpse that is gradually decaying, without any warmth at all.
"How much have you lied to me..."
Yu Zechuan lowered his eyes to look at the unconscious Lu Yan, veins on the back of his hand emerged, and his voice echoed in the silent room, but it was like dead water without causing any ripples.
Xue Jin had been ringing the doorbell outside, but stopped when no one opened the door. He was not sure if Lu Yan was also at Yu Zechuan's house, so he hesitated for a moment and was about to enter the password when the door suddenly opened with a "click".
Xue Jin was stunned: "Zechuan?"
Yu Zechuan stood behind the door and said nothing, "Come in."
He was a little too silent, and turned around and walked into the house. The living room was empty, and there was no one else in sight. On the table was a transparent glass and an unpeeled orange, the white flesh of which had oxidized and darkened.
Xue Jin followed him into the house and looked around: "Where is Lu Yan?"
Xue Jin stopped talking and then remembered that he hadn't told Yu Zechuan the truth. Although he tried his best to remain calm, his deliberately low voice still revealed some anger:
"Do you know who the person living next door to you is? He is Jiang Boyun's lover, Lu Yan!"
"Zechuan, have you lost your mind? Why would you get involved with a man like him? If he has bad intentions, you won't even have a place to cry!"
Xue Jin thought that Yu Zechuan would be shocked, angry and extremely painful after knowing the truth. After all, this man hated deception so much. However, unexpectedly, Yu Zechuan had no reaction at all.
He just sat on the sofa, smoking silently with his head down. Although the light was on in the room, he looked like a ball of dark ink that was so gloomy that it could not be dispersed. The mint-flavored smoke gradually filled the air, reddening Yu Zechuan's bloodshot eyes and blurring his thin figure.
Xue Jin was a little worried: "Zechuan?"
The cigarette burned too fast, and the sparks had already touched the skin, leaving a dark burn mark. Yu Zechuan seemed to be completely unaware, and he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray without changing his expression, and said in a hoarse voice: "I know."
"I know he is Jiang Boyun's lover."
"I know he lied to me."
After Yu Zechuan finished speaking, he suddenly coughed twice, perhaps because of the smoke. He lowered his head and covered his mouth, trying his best to suppress the sound, but his coughing became more and more violent, his eyes were red, and even tears came out.
Yu Zechuan felt his internal organs churning, as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe. He couldn't control himself and fell off the sofa, and finally staggered to the bathroom with his mouth covered to vomit.
"Tsk——"
He lay over the sink and vomited for a long time, vomiting heartbreakingly, but nothing came out. Tears and snot flowed out at the same time, and his head was congested. He hadn't felt this miserable for many years.
Yu Zechuan turned on the tap and rinsed the unknown liquid off his face. His hair was wet and tangled into strands. He looked in the mirror and felt like a demon pulled out of the water. Xue Jin was reflected in the mirror, standing at the door and staring at him.
Xue Jin knew that Yu Zechuan was not sick, he was just too sad.
I was so sad that even my stomach started to spasm and twitch.
This was his reaction when Yu's mother passed away. He refused to say a word or eat a bite of food. He was so sad that he just vomited.
Xue Jin stood at the bathroom door, with a complicated expression and a hint of disbelief: "Yu Zechuan, how can you like that kind of person?"
Yu Zechuan suddenly raised his head from the pool upon hearing this, and looked at him with red eyes. At that moment, the emotions in his heart were so intense that they were shocking, and even a little bit obsessive: "Why can't I like him?"
Xue Jin took a step forward. He was so angry that he took off his glasses and threw them heavily to the ground. "He is Jiang Boyun's lover! Why can't you like him? This kind of person can get close to Jiang Boyun for the sake of benefits, and of course he can also get close to you for the sake of benefits!"
Yu Zechuan growled in a low voice: "He is not!"
Yu Zechuan clenched his fists and pounded them on the edge of the pool. His chest rose and fell, veins popped out on his forehead, and he repeated in a hoarse voice, "He is not..."
Yu Zechuan gnashed his teeth, but what he felt more was unwillingness than hatred. At this moment, Xue Jin inexplicably felt that he was like a child who had been wronged. He trembled and choked with sobs with every word he spoke:
"Xue Jin, I don't believe it..."
"I don't believe that I won't meet a good person in my life. I don't believe that I will only be deceived in my life..."
"One Jiang Boyun is enough, why do we need another Lu Yan?"
Yu Zechuan was unwilling to believe that those were fake. He shook his head with red eyes, refusing to admit it: "I can't be fooled twice, Xue Jin."
His face was grim, but he repeated stubbornly: "Xue Jin, I can't be fooled twice, I can't..."
I really can’t…
He had no attachment to this world. If even the last bit of warmth he got had an ulterior motive, Yu Zechuan didn't know what he would do.
Xue Jin stood there, his chest heaving: "Where's Lu Yan?"
He finally realized what was wrong and asked with a frown, "Where is Lu Yan?"
Speaking of Lu Yan, Yu Zechuan finally calmed down, and after a long while he finally uttered a sentence:
"He's in my hands."
Xue Jin's eyes flashed with panic, thinking that he wanted to kill Lu Yan, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Yu Zechuan's shoulders and said: "Zechuan, listen to me, don't rush to act, our target is Jiang Boyun, you must not act rashly at this time!"
Xue Jin didn't want Lu Yan to die, or rather, he felt that his crime was not worthy of death, and that it was not worth getting their hands stained with blood. He racked his brains and advised, "Lu Yan... Lu Yan might have been forced to be Jiang Boyun's mistress. You don't have to kill him for this..."
Yu Zechuan interrupted and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill him."
He curled his lips slightly and said sarcastically, "Why would I kill him?"
He still has many questions to ask Lu Yan, and he will not let the other party die before getting the answers.
Xue Jin felt something was wrong, but no matter how he asked, Yu Zechuan refused to tell him Lu Yan's whereabouts. In the end, he could only pick up his glasses from the ground and leave the apartment with a heavy heart.
Xue Jin knew that Lu Yan was hiding in Yu Zechuan's house.
But what can he do?
Release Lu Yan? But he still doesn't know the other party's background.
Catch it? That would only make things worse.
Xue Jin suddenly hated this world. He couldn't understand what had happened in these years to force such a good person to become so crazy.
The night was long, and every minute and every second was extremely torturous. Only the man lying on the bed in the bedroom was unaware of it. Lu Yan's body had a poor resistance to drugs. An ordinary person would at most fall asleep for a few hours after taking the drug, but he slept until the next night.
During this time, Yu Zechuan checked all the things that Lu Yan sent over, even the cactus pot that he had placed next to his computer. He pulled it up by the roots and carefully screened the soil inside.
In the end, nothing was found.
It was unclear whether this answer was good or bad. Yu Zechuan felt that his bad mood was still not saved at all. He sat alone in the dark living room, wondering what he was thinking. Finally, he picked up the cold dagger on the tea table and quietly opened the door.
The sharp blade was pressed against the sleeping man on the bed, and the movement was extremely skillful.
It is obvious that Yu Zechuan wanted to kill Lu Yan more than once, but he couldn't do it every time.
This was the scene Lu Yan faced when he woke up from his coma. He felt the sharp blade at his neck and was frozen by the cool temperature. He shuddered uncontrollably, and this action revealed the fact that he was awake.
Yu Zechuan noticed something unusual and lowered his eyes to look at Lu Yan, only to see him staring at him blankly with those dark eyes, with that innocent yet hateful look.
"You finally woke up."
Yu Zechuan pressed the blade in his hand a little tighter, and he slowly leaned closer to Lu Yan, his cold pale lips pressed against his ear. Every word he uttered was hot, yet chilling to the bone: "If you don't wake up, I'll really think you're dead."
A word spoken with gritted teeth.
Lu Yan knew that Yu Zechuan already knew the truth, but he was still unsure of his thoughts. Anyway, being alive was not too bad: "What do you want to know? I can explain it to you."
He even felt a little relieved. These days of living with a sword hanging over his head were finally over.
Yu Zechuan suddenly let out a dull laugh. He put away the blade with his backhand and buried his face in Lu Yan's neck, with his lips close to the fragile artery, as if thinking about how to bite hard: "What if I don't want to hear your explanation and just want you to die?"
The knife moved like a snake in the darkness, and finally pressed against Lu Yan's abdomen through the quilt. He whispered, "Lu Yan, I want to kill you."
Lu Yan reminded him: "The person you should kill is Jiang Boyun."
Yu Zechuan paused: "But I hate you even more, what should I do?"
Lu Yan was silent: "You should hate me because I didn't tell you the truth."
Yu Zechuan didn't expect Lu Yan to make no excuses. He stretched out his hand to grab the man's throat, then slowly tightened his grip, his eyes dark: "You recognized me on the first day you moved in, didn't you?"
Lu Yan said calmly: "Yes."
Yu Zechuan's fingertips suddenly trembled violently for a moment, and his facial muscles twitched, as if he wanted to force a smile, but he was so stiff that he couldn't mobilize any expression at all. Only his eyes gradually turned scarlet and moist, as if they were about to drip blood: "Then you come close to me..."
Yu Zechuan's voice suddenly choked, and he took a deep breath. Something boiling liquid hit Lu Yan's face in the darkness, and it felt cool. He finally managed to utter the rest of the sentence with great difficulty:
"So you approached me for another purpose?"
If Lu Yan said "yes", it would mean that all his kindness to Yu Zechuan was fake, and the building blocks of a high-rise building would be unexpectedly pulled away from their bottom support points, and the end result would be a loud collapse.
It seemed like a long time had passed, but it also seemed like only a moment had passed. Just when Yu Zechuan was getting a little impatient waiting, Lu Yan finally spoke up to break the suffocating silence: "No."
The force on my neck loosened a little.
But Yu Zechuan soon discovered the problem. He suddenly tightened his fingertips and said, "Do you dare to say that you didn't recognize me when you moved here?"
The original body had worked in Yinchuan Group for several years. It would be too hypocritical to say that he could not recognize Yu Zechuan.
Lu Yan felt the approach of suffocation and raised his head unconsciously. He stared at Yu Zechuan's red eyes, knowing that his chances of winning this time were much greater than any other time. He spoke with difficulty: "I recognized him..."
"It's because I recognized you that I kept approaching you..."
Yu Zechuan's heart was getting heavier and heavier. It turned out that Lu Yan approached him for another purpose: "Why?"
Lu Yan moved his lips silently and uttered with great difficulty a sentence that was no less than thunderbolt to Yu Zechuan:
"I like you."
"I've liked you for seven years..."
Lu Yan really liked what Yu Zechuan said, "If you want to lie, lie for the rest of your life." He felt guilty when he told his first lie, but later he felt relieved. Lying without being discovered was the best choice for him and Yu Zechuan.
If a bad person pretends to be a bad person and does one good thing, he is still a bad person. But if he pretends to be a bad person all his life and does good things all his life, who can still say that he is a bad person?
This excuse was too abrupt in the last game, but it was just right in this game.
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