Chapter 39 Encounter
When Lu Yan first traveled through time, he learned about Yu Zechuan's fate from the system. He laughed in his heart at that time: This guy must be a fool. How could he be deceived by a man even though he is so grown up?
Now he knew that Yu Zechuan was really a fool.
Lock others in the bedroom and sleep on the sofa every day.
Yu Zechuan frowned hard to avoid Lu Yan's kiss, thinking that this man was lying again, not a single word of truth coming out of his mouth. However, he held the back of his head tightly and kissed him aggressively like a torrential rain, leaving no room for him to dodge, and finally let go when he was out of breath.
Yu Zechuan glared at Lu Yan angrily, but his red eyes had no intimidation: "Lu Yan, do you really want me to kill you?!"
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "I wanted you to kill me last time, but you didn't do it yourself."
He accurately grasped the soft spot in the other person's heart and acted recklessly. He suddenly picked up Yu Zechuan from the ground and turned to walk towards the bedroom.
Yu Zechuan was shocked: "What are you doing?"
He knew clearly that this question was nonsense, but at this moment, apart from these few words, he didn't know what to ask.
Lu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at him. His handsome face was particularly soft under the light. The scorching heat from his body was transmitted to him without any error. He said in a low voice: "Don't you want to kill me?"
Lu Yan smiled and said, "How about I let you kill me on the bed?"
It is said that people fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. There is no problem that cannot be solved by a night's sleep. If there is, then sleep twice.
Most importantly, Lu Yan didn't know what to say, and could only use this method of negative distance contact to try to make himself feel better.
Yu Zechuan was thrown heavily onto the bed. He could clearly beat the sickly Lu Yan so hard that he couldn't even get up with just one punch, but now he was dizzy from the fall, as if all his strength had been drained out.
Yu Zechuan struggled to escape, but Lu Yan grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. His back unexpectedly crashed into his arms, and the dry, refreshing breath filled his whole body.
Lu Yan turned him over to face him, and looked at him deeply: "Why are you hiding? This isn't the first time."
Yu Zechuan pursed his pale lips, his eyes were so dark that not even the light could penetrate them, all the muscles in his body were tense and trembling, and finally he uttered a sentence in a low voice: "I don't want to do it, get out!"
Lu Yanrao was interested: "Why?"
Yu Zechuan looked unhappy: "No reason!"
Lu Yan smiled and said, "Then let's continue."
As he spoke, he had already taken off Yu Zechuan's clothes. Just as he was kissing her, a pair of cold hands suddenly covered her neck, slowly tightening their grip, bringing a feeling of oppression and suffocation.
Lu Yan paused.
"You lied to me about something else..."
Yu Zechuan spoke without any emotion, his voice hoarse:
"When you got drunk and went to bed with me that day, you said it was your first time..."
Lu Yan was obviously Jiang Boyun's lover, so how could this be his first time? Yu Zechuan didn't mind these, but he minded that Lu Yan even lied to him about this matter. His possessiveness was gnawing at his heart, and his eyes were so gloomy that they seemed to drip water.
Lu Yan thought that this was the reason. He pulled Yu Zechuan's hand down and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I didn't have any relationship with Jiang Boyun... Even if I did, I was forced to do it."
He brought Yu Zechuan's scarred hand to his lips, kissed him again and again, and continued to say those sweet love words in a gentle tone that even he couldn't tell whether they were true or false:
"Yu Zechuan, Jiang Boyun has nothing to do with me. I like you..."
Yu Zechuan's eyelashes trembled when he heard this, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes. He just felt that Lu Yan in front of him seemed to have fallen from the sky. No matter how he searched his past memories, he could not find any fragments related to the other party.
But this person legitimately exists in each of their memories.
Yu Zechuan asked blankly: "Lu Yan?"
Lu Yan continued to lower his head and kiss him: "I'm here."
Yu Zechuan's eyes dimmed and he couldn't control his breathing: "Are you really Lu Yan?"
If so, why was it completely different from what he imagined? Would Lu Yan, with such a personality, really be Jiang Boyun's lover? Could it be that someone like Lu Yan had not attracted his attention in the company for so many years?
Yu Zechuan felt deeply strange and unreasonable.
Lu Yan naturally had no way to explain the time travel. He pierced Yu Zechuan's hair with his slender fingers, forcing him to look up and reveal his vulnerable Adam's apple. He lowered his head and kissed him, his voice unclear: "Just remember, I will never hurt you."
"Don't believe anything Jiang Boyun says, understand?"
Lu Yan's words echoed in his ears over and over again, as if they were a spell. Yu Zechuan couldn't help being seduced, couldn't help sinking into depravity, he looked up at the ceiling in a daze, his lips trembling, and finally uttered a word silently: "Okay..."
He hugged the man tightly, veins popping out of his arms, as if they wanted to embed their souls and flesh into each other: "I only trust you."
"Lu Yan, I only trust you."
He would no longer believe anything Jiang Boyun said.
When Lu Yan saw Yu Zechuan let down his guard, he felt that the heavy stone that had been weighing on his heart for days finally lightened a little. He liked the way he looked when he was obedient and confused in bed, just like a hedgehog putting away its spikes or a poisonous snake putting away its fangs, without any attack power.
The bedroom, which was neither too big nor too small, was filled with an ambiguous smell, which lasted for an unknown amount of time before it finally dissipated.
Yu Zechuan closed his eyes and rested his head on Lu Yan's legs, too tired to even move his fingers. He hadn't gotten much sleep in a few days, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Fatigue surged like a tide, but he still kept his eyes open and refused to fall asleep.
He looked up at Lu Yan, and saw his slightly protruding Adam's apple and sharp chin. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "Did you really like me seven years ago?"
This was the countless time that Yu Zechuan had asked this question in bed, but it was not because of doubt, but simply because he wanted to recall the scene at that time. After all, he had no impression of it.
Lu Yan lifted him into his arms and patiently replied, "It's true. It's truer than gold."
Yu Zechuan: "I was in the elevator and you ran in and bumped into me?"
Lu Yan: "Well, it's my first day at work, and I'm almost late. I didn't expect to run into you by chance."
To enhance his credibility, he added: "I thought I would be punished, but I didn't expect you to be so nice and didn't scold me at all."
Yu Zechuan thought that it must not be because he was a good person, but because Lu Yan was lucky. He happened to catch a flight to Hong Kong to discuss business that day, so he didn't have the time to waste on arguing with a small clerk.
Of course, this sentence must not be said.
Yu Zechuan changed the subject without leaving a trace: "What was I wearing that day?"
Lu Yan described him: "He was wearing a light white shirt, a twill tie, and a silver tie. He looked cold, and he was wearing a suit with a very thin waist."
After he said this, he silently despised himself in his heart. It seemed that this was not love at first sight, but a despicable act of lusting after someone else's body.
Yu Zechuan calmly held down Lu Yan's hand that was secretly touching his abdominal muscles under the quilt, and continued to ask: "What about you? What are you wearing?"
Lu Yan smiled and said, "What can a small employee like me wear? I will wear whatever others wear."
Yu Zechuan was unexpectedly stubborn and insisted that Lu Yan tell him everything that happened that day, even the color of his shoes. At first, Lu Yan didn't understand why and thought Yu Zechuan still had doubts. It was not until much later that he realized that he was just feeling sorry for him.
Unfortunately, that was their first meeting and he didn't remember a single thing about it.
Yu Zechuan asked tirelessly, and Lu Yan answered tirelessly. In the end, he himself couldn't even remember how many times he asked. Finally, his mouth was dry and he fell into a deep sleep.
He slept exceptionally soundly that night. All the imagined betrayals and deceptions finally disappeared from his dreams, leaving only their encounter in the elevator.
Yu Zechuan was filled with regret. Seven years ago, he was not with Jiang Boyun. If he had looked back at Lu Yan carefully when he left the elevator, would the ending be different?
After all, the other person was so in line with his wishes, from the inside out, from head to toe, even a strand of hair was grown according to his preferences. If he had turned back, maybe he wouldn't be with Jiang Boyun, wouldn't have been deceived, and wouldn't have gone to jail.
But there are not so many ifs in the world...
Yu Zechuan had long forgotten the encounter that Lu Yan had mentioned, and could only recall the past in his dreams. On which day did he wear a white shirt, on which day did he tie a twill tie, and on which day did he walk into the elevator and be touched on the shoulder by a rash young clerk.
He really should have looked back.
Instead of being as indifferent as he had been for years, he just walked out of the elevator without even a glance.
Early the next morning, Lu Yan was awakened by a ringing phone. He opened his eyes in a daze and took out his cell phone from under his pillow. He was still wondering who was calling him so early, but when he saw the caller ID, he woke up instantly.
Damn it! Jiang Boyun!
Lu Yan jumped up from the bed as if he had been electrocuted, and immediately muted the phone and hung up. This troublemaker always came to him for sex, so it must be nothing good when he called. It would be disastrous if Yu Zechuan found out!
Lu Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, preparing to block the person, when a low, hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Who called?"
“…”
Lu Yan turned around a little late and saw that Yu Zechuan had woken up at some point. He sat up from the bed, and the light gray air conditioner was slipped from his shoulders, revealing his smooth body. Because of his pale skin, the mottled kiss marks were particularly obvious.
In just a few seconds, three reasons flashed through Lu Yan's mind that could have deceived Yu Zechuan, but he finally chose to throw away his phone and reached out to hug him: "Jiang Boyun called."
As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the air dropped noticeably.
Yu Zechuan suddenly looked at Lu Yan, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you still in contact with him?"
Facing Yu Zechuan's dangerous gaze, Lu Yan silently buried his face in his neck and chose to put all the blame on Jiang Boyun: "No, he is the one who keeps pestering me."
The voice was low and sounded like he was pretending to be pitiful.
Yu Zechuan said in a cold tone: "Why don't you block him?"
How to steal USB flash drive if blocked?
Lu Yan swallowed the words back and sighed deliberately: "I still work at Yinchuan Group. If I offend him, I will lose my job. I will lose my rice bowl."
It sounds like a lot of hardship.
"My parents died early, and I grew up relying on the support of my relatives. No one cared for me, no one loved me, and no one cared for me. I was like a weed on the roadside."
It's getting more and more outrageous.
"I'll block him now and lose my job. You'll support me anyway, right?"
Yu Zechuan: “…”
Facing Lu Yan's trusting eyes, Yu Zechuan didn't know what to say for a moment. It seemed like something was strange, but he couldn't tell what it was. He frowned and said, "Block me first."
Lu Yan handed him his phone and said, "I blocked you a long time ago."
Yu Zechuan glanced at it calmly, then found his wallet from the drawer of the bedside table, pulled out one, two, three, four, five, six bank cards and threw them on the bed. The colorful cards were so eye-catching.
Yu Zechuan only kept one black card for himself. He told Lu Yan the password: "You can use all these cards. The limit of each card is 100 yuan."
Lu Yan asked tentatively: "Ten thousand?"
Yu Zechuan raised his eyelids and looked at him, finally revealing his first smile in so many days, but it was just a sneer: "Could it be a hundred yuan?"
Lu Yan: “…”
Okay, he is ignorant.
Lu Yan never thought that he could get such a strong meal ticket in his life, so he became more and more confused about Jiang Boyun's original behavior. It would be so good to be supported by a handsome and rich boyfriend. Why did he have to work so hard to compete for the company? Is this the difference between a salted fish and a careerist?
Lu Yan had no idea. He happily put away the bank card, hugged Yu Zechuan and rolled around on the bed again. He put his warm lips close to his ear and said a lot of sweet words to him.
Yu Zechuan was so angry that he cursed in a low voice: "Lu Yan, you are so shameless. You are just after my money!"
Lu Yan did not feel ashamed, but proud: "I only want your money because I like you. Jiang Boyun also has money, so why wouldn't I want his money?"
Yu Zechuan sneered: "You know in your heart whether you have any intention or not!"
He finished speaking, lifted the quilt, stood up, found a set of clothes from the closet, and walked straight out.
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"
Yu Zechuan threw down two words without even turning his head: "Take a bath."
God knows where Lu Yan, a sickly man lying in bed, gets so much strength. Yu Zechuan’s legs were nearly broken yesterday, and his waist was almost broken. When he got up, he found that he was staggering when he walked.
Yu Zechuan closed the door and filled the bathtub with hot water. The white mist soon blurred his vision. He lay in the bathtub, and the gurgling hot water wrapped around his whole body, finally relieving his sore muscles a little.
Yu Zechuan was so tired yesterday that he fell asleep directly and had no idea what happened afterwards. It was not until he took a shower that he realized that his body had been cleaned by Lu Yan and he did not feel too uncomfortable.
He scooped up a handful of water to wash his face, then closed his eyes and leaned against the edge of the bathtub to rest. This simple action made him frown and gasp.
Yu Zechuan now really believed that this was Lu Yan's first time. After all, his fighting ability on the first night was obviously different from that in the next few days.
How should I put it? I feel happy but also want to curse.
The bathroom was occupied, and Lu Yan couldn't force his way in, so he had to take advantage of Yu Zechuan's shower to change the bed sheets and put on new ones. However, before he finished his work, a hurried doorbell rang outside:
“Ding Dong——”
“Ding Dong——”
Yu Zechuan was taking a shower in the bathroom, and the sound of the water drowned out the ringing sound, so he didn't hear it. Lu Yan had no choice but to walk to the door and open it a crack: "Who is it?"
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