Chapter 7: Chance Encounter
The living room was fully air-conditioned. Yu Zechuan had been caught in two consecutive rains yesterday and today, and he was wearing thin clothes when he came back. It would be strange if he didn't have a fever. Lu Yan just felt like he was holding a piece of red-hot charcoal in his arms, and his hands were still burning.
He lowered his eyes and touched Yu Zechuan's forehead, confirming again that he really had a fever. He looked around and found that there was no other room, so he could only pick him up and carry him to the bedroom, then leaned over and placed him on the big bed inside.
Yu Zechuan's breathing was heavy and he was already talking nonsense due to the fever. The words he spoke were unclear. The only thing they had in common was that they all contained lingering hatred:
"Go away...don't come over here...go away..."
"I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you..."
Yu Zechuan's hands were waving wildly in the air, as if he was going to strangle someone alive, but in the end he suddenly curled up into a ball under the quilt. His muscles were tense, trembling uneasily, and his teeth were creaking.
No one knew what kind of changes those five years in prison had brought to Yu Zechuan, this proud child of heaven. He had to hide a knife in his pocket even when he slept at night, as if someone would suddenly rush up in the dark and beat him up, leaving scars deeper than those on his face.
Lu Yan stood by the bed, looking at Yu Zechuan who was sinking into the quilt, and suddenly spoke to the system thoughtfully: "You said... if I kill Yu Zechuan now, will it be easy to complete the task of surviving for 30 days?"
But before the system could speak, he slowly shook his head and rejected the idea: "No, no..."
This plan is stupid.
If Yu Zechuan was alone, no one would care about his life or death, but now there is Xue Jin outside. Once something happens to Yu Zechuan, the other party will soon notice it.
One month is too long. Lu Yan may not be able to escape the police. Although this is a game world, it must be very uncomfortable to be in jail. You can see it from Yu Zechuan.
"Just be a law-abiding citizen."
Lu Yan said with a smile.
He turned and left the bedroom, searched carefully in the living room, and finally found a family medicine box. Although it was not large, it contained all the basic medicines.
Yu Zechuan lay drowsy on the bed, and in a trance he only felt someone pry open his mouth and stuff something into it. He tasted the bitterness of the pill and reacted violently wanting to vomit it out, but the latter seemed to have expected it and directly pinched his chin and fed him some hot water from a glass.
Yu Zechuan's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably and he swallowed the pill down his esophagus, but his body still felt terribly hot.
Lu Yan always felt that in this situation he should call the hospital, but considering that Yu Zechuan acted in a secretive manner and probably wouldn't like such a high-profile move, he had to give up the idea and filled a basin with warm water to wipe his body to cool it down.
When taking off clothes, Yu Zechuan, who was lying on the bed, was obviously very uncooperative.
Because of his good looks, he was targeted by several prisoners when he first entered the prison. During that period, he fought with others almost every day until he was bloody. He was like a mad dog and wanted to kill people. If he couldn't beat them, he would bite. He could tear off the flesh with one bite. Others had never seen such a fight before, and they were so scared that they avoided him.
Lu Yan first reached into Yu Zechuan's trouser pocket, found the folding knife hidden inside, pulled it out and threw it on the ground. Then he half-knelt beside the bed, held down the other's restless body, and pulled off Yu Zechuan's clothes in a few moves.
He didn't take off all his clothes, he still had a pair of pants on.
Yu Zechuan felt a wave of humiliation even in his sleep. He breathed rapidly and tried desperately to push Lu Yan away, his voice terrified and uneasy: "Don't come over... Get out... Get out of here..."
Lu Yan withdrew his hand and wiped Yu Zechuan's sweaty face with a towel. He lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes casting a thick shadow, and whispered soothingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm just wiping your sweat."
Lu Yan had no ill intentions, and his aura was calm and tolerant. Yu Zechuan wondered if he had noticed this, but his struggling movements gradually weakened. He closed his eyes, curled himself up into a ball, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, as if this would isolate him from the harm from the outside world.
Lu Yan repeatedly wiped his body to cool him down. He didn't sleep much the whole night and only fell asleep on the sofa in the living room when it was just dawn.
Yu Zechuan was sick and probably had no intention of killing anyone, so he slept soundly.
The first rays of sunlight in the morning squeezed through the gap between the curtains and fell squarely on Yu Zechuan's eyelids. He moved his eyeballs with difficulty, broke free from last night's muddy dream, and slowly opened his eyes.
Dust dances in the light.
The first thing you see is a mess.
Familiar clothes were scattered on the floor, a medicine box was placed on the table, and next to it was a basin of cool water and two or three towels.
Yu Zechuan felt a splitting headache, and the memories of last night kept coming back to him, but they were not real. He forced himself to sit up from the bed, and the thin air-conditioning slipped off his body. When his skin touched the cold air, he couldn't help shrinking for a moment, and then he realized that he was not wearing any clothes.
Yu Zechuan's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly. He threw back the quilt and stood up from the bed with a "bang". In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
He clearly locked Lu Yan in the room yesterday, so why was he lying on the bed?!
Where is Lu Yanren? Did he run away?
Yu Zechuan thought about this, and immediately took out a piece of clothing from the closet, put it on, and walked out of the room, ready to find a way to catch the person back. However, when he passed the sofa, he saw a familiar figure lying on it, and his steps stopped -
Lu Yan did not run away. The door was locked with a password. He could not get out at all. He might as well lie on the sofa and take a nap.
The sofa could barely accommodate the man's slender figure, so Lu Yan could only sleep by lying on his side. His skin was a little paler than that of an average person, which made the dark circles under his eyes more obvious. It was easy to tell that he hadn't slept the whole night. His handsome face could not hide his fatigue, accompanied by his light breathing, but it also made people feel calm for no reason.
Yu Zechuan's memory was only frozen in the second before he fell into coma, and he didn't know what happened last night. But considering the medicines and towels scattered in the room, it was not difficult to guess that Lu Yan took care of him all night.
Why?
Yu Zechuan was somewhat doubtful. He slowly approached the sofa, his eyes fell on Lu Yan's eyebrows, nose, and finally his slightly pursed lips. For no reason, his mind suddenly recalled what he had said in the rental house that day:
"Yu Zechuan, I've actually been secretly in love with you for a long time."
Secret love?
Yu Zechuan scoffed at the two words at first, but Lu Yan's performance these days was shaking his mind. He slowly bent down and looked at a man so seriously. There was no doubt that Lu Yan's face was much better than Jiang Boyun's, but Yu Zechuan searched all his memories of the first half of his life, but did not find any fragments about Lu Yan.
The other person was like a floating feather, leaving no ripples in Yu Zechuan's mind. Now when he thought about it carefully, even his face was blurry.
Yu Zechuan frowned, feeling that it was a little unreasonable. He saw a strand of hair slipping down from Lu Yan's forehead and piercing his eyes. His fingertips moved and he couldn't help but raise his hand to brush it away, but his wrist suddenly tightened and his vision spun around.
“Blah——”
Lu Yanyi was not asleep at all. He pressed Yu Zechuan under him, his eyes slightly lowered, hiding the deep smile inside: "It's really rare, I thought you wanted to kill me again."
Yu Zechuan was stunned for a moment, then he reacted in a rage and grabbed him by the collar: "Lu Yan, how dare you lie to me!"
Lu Yan was unable to react for a moment, but was hit in the stomach by his knee, and he couldn't help but groan. Seeing this, Yu Zechuan stopped his movements subconsciously, and then he felt his body sink, and Lu Yan's entire body fell on his shoulders.
Lu Yan buried his face in Yu Zechuan's neck, and it took him a few seconds to calm down the pain. He frowned and panted softly, his last tone lazy like a hook: "Mr. Yu..."
He smiled and said, "You almost made me childless."
Yu Zechuan had just had a high fever yesterday. He couldn't tell if it was because of the illness, but his limbs were weak and he couldn't move. The man's heavy body pressed on his chest, and the scalding temperature seemed to be coming back. His ears were burning red and his heart was beating wildly.
"Get out—"
Yu Zechuan gritted his teeth and scolded, his voice sounding a little trembling.
But Lu Yan didn't move. He was like a wolf that smelled blood. He finally found a weak spot in the sick Yu Zechuan, and took advantage of the situation to try to drill into his heart.
How to survive a kidnapper?
You don't have to fall in love with him, but he must fall in love with you.
Is there anything in the world more solid than love?
No, not anymore.
Lu Yan leaned close to Yu Zechuan's ear, his burning breath wrapped around his deliberately low voice, and every word seemed to be mixed with deadly poison: "Get out?"
"Mr. Yu, you really make me sad..."
Lu Yan's cool fingertips slowly brushed the ugly scar on Yu Zechuan's right face, bringing back bad memories. Yu Zechuan couldn't help trembling for a moment, and glared at him fiercely with red eyes: "Lu Yan, do you believe I will kill you!"
Believe it, why not?
You've already killed me once.
Lu Yan smiled and shook his head, with a deep meaning in his eyes that Yu Zechuan could not understand. He was like a devil who could seduce people. He asked in a low voice, word by word, "Mr. Yu, tell me, how am I inferior to Jiang Boyun?"
"Is it the face that is inferior, or the figure that is inferior?"
Lu Yan gently stroked the scar on Yu Zechuan's cheek with his fingertips, and suddenly gave it a series of light kisses. The latter was shocked and struggled, but was instead held tighter in his embrace, making him airtight.
"I treat you better than he treats you..."
"I love you more than he loves you..."
Maybe the love words are half true and half false, but it doesn't prevent them from falling into hell together.
Lu Yan pressed tightly against Yu Zechuan's right cheek. He could even feel the rise and fall of the scar. He gently tilted his head and stroked it for a moment: "Don't you want to take revenge on Jiang Boyun? How about I help you?"
Yu Zechuan's mind went blank, and he completely lost the ability to think. He stared at the broken mirror decoration on the opposite wall. A handsome man hugged him affectionately from behind, his chin resting on his shoulder, and smiled softly and maliciously: "Guess, if we were together, would Jiang Boyun be furious?"
Probably...
Lu Yan bowed his head affectionately and kissed the scar on Yu Zechuan's cheek. Then he looked at the mirror opposite him and whispered seductively, "Mr. Yu, look how well we complement each other."
You see, we complement each other so well.
Yu Zechuan stared at his damaged face in the mirror, shook his head in his heart, and thought, no, it doesn't match at all. His fingertips moved lightly, and suddenly grabbed Lu Yan's neck fiercely, and whispered softly in his ear: "You are wrong, I don't want Jiang Boyun to be angry..."
Yu Zechuan gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I. Want. Him. To. Die!"
He wants Jiang Boyun to die without a burial place!
Yu Zechuan pushed Lu Yan away and went straight to the bathroom to wash up, seemingly unmoved by his "proposal".
Lu Yan lay on the sofa and turned over lazily. He pretended not to notice Yu Zechuan's slightly flustered steps, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, thinking that this guy was quite interesting to tease.
Lu Yan's hard work last night was not in vain, at least Yu Zechuan didn't tie him up today. However, Xue Jin didn't come to deliver food today, and Yu Zechuan sat in front of the computer desk and kept typing and writing. I don't know what he was busy with, it seems that he completely forgot about being hungry.
Lu Yan lay on the sofa, looking up lazily towards the computer desk: "Mr. Yu~"
Lu Yan no longer pretends to be a little white rabbit. Every time he shouts these two words, his tone is so coquettish that it makes people want to have sex with him. Yu Zechuan paused while typing on the keyboard, and the next second, as expected, he heard Lu Yan drawl and say, "I'm hungry."
Yu Zechuan didn't even look at him. He took out his phone from the drawer and threw it directly on the table: "Order takeout yourself."
Lu Yan blinked and said, "But I don't have any change of clothes or shoes. Shouldn't I go out and buy some?"
Yu Zechuan reminded him coldly: "You are a hostage now."
Which hostage demands so much?
Lu Yan smiled and said, "Hostages also have human rights. If that doesn't work, I can just wear your clothes..."
Before he could finish his words, Yu Zechuan slammed the computer shut.
…
It was noon, and it was a weekend, so there was a constant stream of people on the street. Yu Zechuan raised his hand to lower the brim of his hat, and with an expressionless face, he blocked out the gazes of those around him. He reluctantly went shopping with Lu Yan: "I'll give you half an hour, buy whatever you want."
Lu Yan smiled and glanced at him: "Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"
Although Yu Zechuan is taciturn, he has a sharp tongue. I don’t know if it’s because dogs that bite don’t bark: “You have no power, no influence, and no money. Where do you want to go? To the countryside?”
Lu Yan: "I can borrow it from Jiang Boyun."
As soon as Lu Yan finished speaking, he saw Yu Zechuan's face suddenly darken. He quickly realized what was happening and fell silent. He pointed at one of the shops and said nonchalantly, "Let's go in and take a look."
Lu Yan was referring to a luxury goods store. Perhaps because he was naturally easy to talk to and smiling, the clerk was particularly enthusiastic towards him. With a blushing face, she recommended: "Sir, I don't know if you want to look at clothes or handbags. We just got new models today. I can make some recommendations for you."
Yu Zechuan wore a duckbill cap and a mask, and did not say a word the entire time, like an invisible man. Some people even believed that he was Lu Yan's bodyguard.
Lu Yan was open to everything. He accepted everything people recommended with a smile. Soon the table was full of things. The clerk was secretly delighted. He used the calculator to calculate a price that was astronomical for ordinary people. Then he turned the screen to Lu Yan and said, "Sir, do you want to pay by card or cash?"
Lu Yan nudged Yu Zechuan with his arm and said, "I'm asking you, do you want to pay by card or cash?"
Yu Zechuan’s eyelids jumped: “???!”
Yu Zechuan's forehead was bulging with veins: "Why do you want me to pay for your purchases?"
Lu Yan chuckled and said in a deliberately drawn-out tone, "There's nothing I can do about it. Who made me powerless, powerless, and penniless?"
More importantly, who let you bring such a thing back with you?
Yu Zechuan was a man of honor, and under the smiling gaze of the clerk, he could only pay with a depressed look. However, before he could sign, his wrist suddenly tightened, and he was unexpectedly pulled to the back of the clothing area by Lu Yan.
Yu Zechuan was angry and said in a low voice: "You do..."
“Tsk——!”
Lu Yan put his hand to his lips, signaling him to be quiet, and glanced to the side. He saw a familiar figure suddenly appear in the jewelry area not far away. It was Jiang Boyun.
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