Chapter 52 Off Track
Lu Yan didn't expect to meet Jiang Boyun in this situation, and he was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't mind exposing his affair with Yu Zechuan, he had to say that Jiang Boyun looked like a wife who found out her husband was cheating on her and she was the mistress.
Lu Yan was so dramatic that he confessed, "General Jiang, you misunderstood. Things are not what you think..."
Jiang Boyun came back to his senses from the shock, his face looked terribly ugly. He was not blind. Just now, Lu Yan and Yu Zechuan came over with umbrellas, shoulder to shoulder. That kind of intimate distance was far beyond the range of ordinary friends. Besides, didn’t Yu Zechuan say that he didn’t want to go out on a rainy day? Why did he appear outside for no reason?
In Jiang Boyun's mind, Lu Yan was just a poor young man who had just started working in the company and was unknown. How could he possibly get in touch with Yu Zechuan? If he hadn't brought Lu Yan with him to the dinner party last time, he might never have seen Yu Zechuan in his life...
Wait, last time we had dinner together?!
In a flash, Jiang Boyun finally figured out something and almost broke his teeth: It must be that little bastard Lu Yan who seduced Yu Zechuan when he wasn't paying attention! !
"Sawakawa, why are you here?"
Jiang Boyun was able to hold back his anger, knowing that he couldn't lose face right away. However, he didn't even realize that the words he spoke contained a subtle hint of questioning.
Yu Zechuan had been silent until now, but after hearing this, he finally glanced at him calmly: "Why, do I need to report to Manager Jiang before I come out?"
He went out on a date, and was comforted by Lu Yan, who rarely made him feel happy. He also picked up a cute cat on the street. Jiang Boyun suddenly appeared, and Yu Zechuan just felt...
Kind of unlucky?
How can I describe it? It's like the sand hidden in rice or the bones hidden in fish. It does nothing but make people feel disgusted.
Jiang Boyun's smile was stiff. He had felt that Yu Zechuan was unusually cold towards him before, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. He just thought it was because of the other person's personality. Now that he thought about it, he was afraid that he had been seduced away by Lu Yan at that time.
"Nothing, I just didn't expect you and A Yan to be able to chat together. After all, you met for the first time at the last drinking party. He texts me every day to chat, but he didn't tell me he was going out today. I was a little surprised to see him on the street."
Jiang Boyun's words are very intriguing. What does it mean to send him messages and chat every day? What does it mean to come out without telling him?
Upon closer inspection, it seems like Lu Yan is playing two games, flirting with him on the one hand and Yu Zechuan on the other.
Lu Yan secretly raised his eyebrows, thinking that Jiang Boyun is really a puppy that can't change its eating poop. He even doesn't forget to dig a hole to harm himself, so don't blame him for being cunning.
"Mr. Jiang, you misunderstood. I just felt sorry for Mr. Yu because he was too tired from work every day. I just happened to see a new movie coming out today, so I asked him out to relax. You won't blame me, right?"
Lu Yan deliberately pulled Yu Zechuan's sleeve as if asking him to testify for him: "Mr. Yu, is that right?"
“…”
What could Yu Zechuan say? He could only hum, "Yes."
Jiang Boyun's face became even uglier. He didn't come out when he invited him to dinner, but why did he come out when Lu Yan invited him? What kind of magic potion did this vixen give Yu Zechuan? He forced himself to smile and tactfully advised: "Ayan, Mr. Yu is usually very busy. If you don't have anything to do, it's best not to disturb him..."
Before she could finish her words, Yu Zechuan interrupted her: "I don't have anything to do recently."
As soon as he finished speaking, the cat in his arms suddenly arched and struggled. Yu Zechuan was in a panic before he could hold it again. Seeing this, Lu Yan said at the right time: "General Jiang, we just picked up a stray cat on the roadside. Now we have to take it to the hospital. How about we talk about it next time?"
If Jiang Boyun's gaze could have been condensed into substance, he would have killed Lu Yan thousands of times by now, but in front of Yu Zechuan, he could only force a smile and then stepped aside to make way: "Really? Then go ahead, but be careful not to get caught."
"After all... cats that bite don't bark."
Lu Yan was very sure that Jiang Boyun wanted to scold "a barking dog that bites", and said meaningfully: "How does President Jiang know it is a cat? Maybe it is a tiger?"
Jiang Boyun was stunned.
Lu Yan smiled again: "It's just a joke."
He nodded slightly after he finished speaking, then left with Yu Zechuan holding his umbrella. Even though they had walked a long way, it was still not difficult to feel the resentful gaze behind them.
Lu Yan was still addicted to acting. After turning a corner, he looked behind him and said worriedly, "Mr. Yu, is Mr. Jiang not happy?"
Yu Zechuan said coldly: "Whether he is happy or not has nothing to do with me."
It would be better if Jiang Boyun was unhappy. He just wanted the other party to be unhappy. If everyone could stab him in the back, then he would have no need to stay in this small piece of land in City A.
Lu Yan sighed: "Could he have misunderstood that I seduced you?"
Yu Zechuan paused when he heard this, glanced at Lu Yan subtly, and asked in an ambiguous tone, "Didn't you seduce me?"
Lu Yan suspected that he was hallucinating. He held the umbrella with one hand and leaned most of his body toward Yu Zechuan. Half of his shoulder was soaked by the falling rain. He leaned closer out of curiosity: "What did you just say?"
Fox spirit.
Yu Zechuan cursed in his heart, pushed the umbrella over, and looked away unnaturally: "Nothing, let's go faster, it will rain heavily soon."
They took the cat to a pet hospital for a comprehensive physical examination, and the results were much better than in the previous life. Apart from ear mites and malnutrition, which are common in some stray cats, there were almost no major problems.
Yu Zechuan carefully asked about what he needed to buy to raise a cat, then paid some money to temporarily place the cat in the hospital, intending to take the cat back after all the supplies were purchased.
Lu Yan watched Yu Zechuan busy at work, wondering what was going on in his mind. He found it hard to connect the man in front of him with the person who hated cats in his previous life. It was not until he left the hospital that he could not help asking, "Why did you... save that cat?"
Yu Zechuan: "I'm in a good mood today."
The answer he gave was very simple, so simple that even Lu Yan was puzzled: "Just because of this?"
Yu Zechuan: "I have money."
Lu Yan: “…” Well, that’s also a reason.
But Lu Yan still couldn't understand why Yu Zechuan said he hated cats in his previous life. He turned the handle of his umbrella and said, "I thought you didn't like small animals."
Yu Zechuan felt that Lu Yan seemed to be dwelling on this matter a little too much, so he tilted his head and glanced at him: "I don't like it, but I don't hate it either. Maybe I have a connection with that cat."
I can't tell why, but I have a feeling of déjà vu.
It's the same feeling as seeing Lu's time-lapse.
Yu Zechuan and Lu Yan drove back to their other residence. The 270-degree panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows had a vast river view opposite. The sky gradually darkened, smudged into a large area of deep blue, and where it met the horizon was a light gray. Dark clouds rolled in this background, and the river flowed slowly, swallowing up the heavy rain from above.
There is a nanny who comes to clean the place regularly, so it is very clean. Even the food in the refrigerator is replenished on time and is always full.
Yu Zechuan threw his coat into the dirty laundry basket. His shirt was soaked by the rain and stuck to his body, revealing a thin layer of flesh color. This damp feeling made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he said to Lu Yan, "You sit outside for a while, I'll go wash..."
Before he finished speaking, he glanced casually and saw that the man had unbuttoned his shirt and thrown it to the ground. His young and strong body was exposed to the air, his muscles were smooth but not exaggerated, and the youthful aura blowing over his face was dizzying.
Yu Zechuan almost bit his tongue: "Why are you taking off your clothes?"
Lu Yan looked at him in confusion: "My clothes are wet."
How could an umbrella be enough to support two grown men? His right shoulder was almost soaked and it was sticking to his body, which was a bit uncomfortable.
Lu Yan's overly serious expression made Yu Zechuan realize that he seemed to have misunderstood again. He awkwardly withdrew his gaze and said hurriedly: "I have some unworn clothes in my closet. Just pick one and put it on, so you don't catch a cold."
He finished speaking and walked into the bathroom. Just as he was about to close the door, he was suddenly stopped by a bony hand.
My heart skipped a beat.
Lu Yan stood outside, and his slender figure squeezed in directly. The originally spacious bathroom became narrow and cramped because of his arrival, and even the air became thin. Under the bright light, the smile in his eyes was clear:
"Would you like to take a shower together?"
His voice was slightly hoarse, which indirectly confirmed that Yu Zechuan really had no bad intentions just now. This guy just had bad intentions.
Yu Zechuan's Adam's apple tightened, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment. Lu Yan took this as his consent and closed the glass door.
“Blah——”
The moment the bathroom door closed, there was a sudden noise inside, like the sound of a shower gel bottle falling to the ground, which was then covered by the sound of water running in the shower.
Yu Zechuan was no match for Lu Yan. He kissed her until she felt limp all over in the bathroom. The warm water poured down on her head, and she couldn't even open her eyes. Their lips and tongues entangled, snatching away the last breath of air from her lungs.
While kissing, Lu Yan turned off the shower, then grabbed a bathrobe to wrap Yu Zechuan, and carried him to the bedroom.
The room was set to a constant temperature, and the heat made people feel dizzy. Yu Zechuan was thrown onto the bed by Lu Yan, and he could not help but groan. He put his hands around Yu Zechuan's neck, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. A deep groove appeared between his eyebrows:
"You...be gentle later."
Lu Yan deliberately asked: "Be gentle? Are you afraid of pain, Mr. Yu?"
Everyone is afraid of pain. Who doesn't fear pain? Besides, being stabbed in the abdomen and being stabbed in the back are two completely different concepts. Yu Zechuan couldn't hold back his anger and glared at Lu Yan angrily: "Just be gentle when I told you to. Why are you asking so many questions? If you don't want to do it, get out!"
Originally, he was asexual and didn't want to do it at all. If Lu Yan hadn't been acting coquettishly in the bathroom, how could he have been tricked into bed by the other party?
Lu Yan said with a long tone, "Oh," and smiled deeply: "Then you have to work harder, Mr. Yu. After all, this is my first time, and I have no experience. No matter how gentle I am, it will still hurt more or less."
His words made Yu Zechuan even more nervous, and for a moment he even had a tragic feeling of being about to die.
After closing his eyes, the whole world fell into darkness, and his five senses were infinitely magnified. Yu Zechuan's eyelashes trembled, and he could feel every kiss and every touch from Lu Yan on him, while the endless sound of rain and the night outside the window seemed to bring him back to that fragmented dream.
In the closed basement, dust dances in the dim light and shadows.
A man's body lay quietly on the ground, still a cruel death with his throat cut. Blood spurted everywhere, and the pungent smell of rust filled the air, making it difficult for people to even breathe.
He killed again.
Yu Zechuan thought.
However, I did not feel the shock and panic from last time. Instead, I felt a little secret excitement and thrill.
He took a step forward, and suddenly wanted to see who the unlucky guy he had killed was, but he couldn't see clearly, he just felt familiar.
“Boom——!”
There was a sudden dull thunder outside, making it hard to distinguish between reality and dreams. The scene changed again, but this time there was a warm corpse in his arms.
The whole weight of the man's body was on his shoulders, but he was not breathing at all. There was a dagger stuck in his abdomen. Because they were too close, the sticky blood even wet Yu Zechuan's clothes.
Tick-tock...
Tick-tock...
Desolation and deathly silence quietly spread in my heart, and the only sound in the basement could be heard was the echo of dripping blood.
I don’t know why, but when Yu Zechuan saw the corpse, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it hard for him to breathe. He even felt sore in his eyes and had an indescribable sadness.
Who is the other party? Who is the other party?
Yu Zechuan tried his best to turn his head to look at the other person's face, but everything in the dream was out of control. He saw with his own eyes that he pulled the dagger out of the other person's body, then turned it around and stabbed it fiercely into the abdomen. In an instant, a tearing pain spread throughout his body, and he broke out in cold sweat and his face turned pale.
Everything in sight was scarlet.
"No--!!!"
Yu Zechuan sat up from the bed with a groan, his chest heaving, his expression showing a trace of panic that had not yet dissipated. His face was pale, and he fumbled around in the dark, accidentally turning on the desk light.
"Crack."
With the sound of a switch, a warm light came on, illuminating a dim corner of the bed. Lu Yan was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. He seemed to hear Yu Zechuan's dreaming and asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"
Yu Zechuan stared at him in shock and said nothing.
So Lu Yan fell asleep again. He turned over in the warm yellow light, and with a long arm, he directly pressed the other person back into his arms.
Lu Yan buried his face in Yu Zechuan's neck, his hair brushing against his cheeks, bringing a warmth and softness that was completely different from the cold dream. His voice was hoarse and lazy: "Let's sleep. I'm sleepy~"
Yu Zechuan said "oh" a little late.
Lu Yan was so sleepy that he was unconscious: "Can I not go to work tomorrow?"
Yu Zechuan couldn't tell the emotion and said, "Then we'll go the day after tomorrow."
Tomorrow is Sunday and I don’t have to go to work.
Before Lu Yan could react, he felt that he had been tricked. Hearing this, he just felt that he had gotten a great advantage. He smiled with his eyebrows curved and kissed Yu Zechuan hard: "Mr. Yu, you are so nice."
Am I okay?
These words rolled out on the tip of his tongue and were finally swallowed by Yu Zechuan. He turned off the stage light silently, his eyes looking particularly deep in the darkness.
The decorative wall clock on the wall turned gently and crossed the dividing line of twelve o'clock, symbolizing the beginning of a new day.
Lu Yansi, who was still fast asleep at the time, had no idea that starting from that night, everything was like a derailed train, becoming increasingly uncontrollable, heading towards a path he had never imagined, and Yu Zechuan was becoming increasingly strange.
The story began when he was taking a lunch break at work that day.
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