Chapter 47
School hospital.
It was already after work, and apart from the doctors and nurses on night duty, there was no one else in the school hospital. The lights in the corridor were off, and it seemed strangely lonely.
"It's bandaged," the doctor pulled off his gloves and gestured with his eyes to the white gauze on Lian Yu's forehead. "When you go back, be sure not to touch water for the next two days. The stitches will be removed in five days."
After giving a brief explanation, the doctor turned and left.
The atmosphere in the small treatment room was a little awkward for a moment. Sensing the low pressure on Qin Yi, Lian Yu touched the bridge of his nose, coughed lightly, and moved his face closer to Qin Yi with a cocky look on his face: "Luckily, the Wanhe prosthetic elbow is on my forehead, so my face is not hurt. So, I'm still as handsome as ever. Is this considered a battle-damaged style? Do you like it?"
Qin Yi glared at him fiercely.
The idea of trying to liven up the atmosphere with a few clever jokes clearly wasn't working. Lian Yu sat back on the treatment bed in frustration, scratching his neck. "Don't be mad at me, please."
Qin Yi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had taken great effort to steady his breathing: "Do you know what I'm angry about?"
Lian Yu looked at him for a moment and shook his head.
"I'm angry at you for not taking your own body seriously. You knew that person was targeting you, so why did you still rush forward? You're an adult, not an ignorant child. Putting yourself in danger just to fight for a moment only makes you look childish!"
This was probably the most Qin Yi had ever said in one breath. He stared at Lian Yu as the last faint ray of sunset faded below the horizon. The treatment room suddenly darkened, and only Qin Yi's rapid breathing could be heard.
After a moment, Lian Yu spoke in the darkness, her voice a little low: "But that man said something bad about you, and I don't want to embarrass you."
"I don't need it." Qin kept looking at Lian Yu in the darkness, a blurry figure, lying in a pool of blood just like that time. He clenched his fists tightly: "I don't need you to do anything for me, I just want you to live well, I don't want to see blood anymore."
Pop.
The light suddenly flickered on, and under the intense stimulation, Lian Yu couldn't help but raise his hand to shield his eyes. When he lowered his hand, the empty door reminded him that Qin Yi had left.
He stared at the direction Qin Yi left.
——
Qin Yi sat in the empty call hall.
It is called a hall, but in fact it is just a space the size of a classroom. The call window has long been empty, the lights are off, the horn has stopped, and only red words are scrolling on the electronic screen above the head.
Qin Yi sat on the cold, low iron row chair with his head lowered.
He knew he was just venting his anger. He called Lian Yu childish, but wasn't he childish himself? Lian Yu clearly didn't remember anything now, but he was still taking his anger out on her.
But he was too scared. The scene repeated itself over and over again. Until the last time, he thought he was really going to lose Lian Yu completely.
Fortunately, Lian Yu only lost her previous memories, and her favorability towards him only dropped to zero again.
Qin Yi's fingertips curled up as if in a spasm, and he slowly bent down, burying his face in his palms. So tired.
The speaker suddenly buzzed, switching it back on. A few coughs echoed in the small hall. Perhaps the staff were about to close the door and send people away. Qin Yi took a deep breath, removed his hands from his face, and stood up to leave.
But when the red light from the electronic screen reflected on his face, Qin Yi was stunned.
At some point, the subtitles scrolling on the electronic screen changed:
I'm sorry, can you forgive me?
At the end of the sentence was a crying face that had turned into a bunch of garbled characters.
Qin Yi heard his heart beating wildly. He stood in the red light for a moment, stunned, then suddenly looked toward the window beneath the electronic screen. A dim, flickering desk lamp flickered on in the window. A young man, bathed in the warm glow, waved at him, his brows curved, revealing a row of beautiful, even teeth.
"Qin Yi." Lian Yu's voice was soft, reminding people of bubbles in the sun, so beautiful that it was almost a dream.
"Xiaoyu." Qin Yi's eyelashes trembled, and a whimpering sound came out of his throat.
As if under some kind of bewitching influence, Qin Yi couldn't help but walk towards the window. He sat down on the chair in front of the window. Seeing him approach, Lian Yu quickly reached out from the window and pressed something against his neck. Qin Yi lowered his head and saw a black bow tie.
A large glass window blocked the way between the two of them, greatly limiting Lian Yu's range of movement. He obviously wanted to put a bow tie on Qin Yi, but when he bent down and stretched out his hand, he almost poked his head out of the window.
Seeing that Lian Yu was having difficulty putting on the bow tie, Qin Yi raised his hand to take the bow tie and was about to put it on himself.
"Wait!" Lian Yu suddenly shouted, quickly circling to the window. A few seconds later, the thick glass window between them disappeared, and they stood in the same red light.
As that warm body leaned closer, Qin Yi suddenly held his breath. From this angle, he could clearly see the sweat on Lian Yu's forehead, feel Lian Yu's hot breath on his head, and those strong fingers were wandering around his neck, finally straightening his collar.
After putting on his bow tie, Lian Yu took a step back, creating some distance between them. Qin Yi raised his hand and touched the bow tie around his neck, which still seemed to retain the warmth of the young man's fingertips. He suddenly felt a sense of reluctance to part with it.
"Mr. Qin Yi." Lian Yu bent down and extended his hand, smiling elegantly. "Excuse me, are you free tonight?"
——
The car passed the gate and drove steadily on the path. At the end of the sight was Lian Yu's villa.
"Is the protagonist a little too dependent on you?" Tutu suddenly said.
"It's all the protagonist's fault," Lian Yu said, not looking up. He just lowered his head and poked at the phone keyboard. "Qin Yi is so young, and our relationship is a bit awkward. It's normal for him to feel insecure. But my father only thinks about making money every day and doesn't care about Qin Yi's feelings. So it's normal for Qin Yi to seem dependent on me now."
In fact, after carefully searching the original owner's memory, you will find that Chu Tian spent the first twenty years either struggling to save the family business from bankruptcy or urging the original owner to study hard. He has never been in love, so it is normal that he accidentally ignored Qin Yi's feelings.
At times like this, a cannon fodder like him is needed to play a role, but the reality seems far from as perfect as Lian Yu planned.
Lian Yu frowned at her phone. The screen was frozen in a chat box named "Dad," but the entire message was filled with urgent green bars:
[Dad, don’t forget to come back early today]
[Are you back, Dad?]
[Dad, are you there?]
["Today's Light Rain" tapped the building materials seller at "AAA Building Materials Wholesale Lao Chu" and asked how much they cost per pound.]
[Dad, are you home yet? Are you?!?]
"arrive."
Lian Yu hurriedly raised his head and met the driver's eyes through the rearview mirror. It turned out that it was the driver who was talking.
The driver nodded slightly: "You can get off now, Master, Madam."
Qin Yi nodded beside him, stood up and was about to get off the car.
"Don't rain!" Lian Yu shouted instinctively.
Qin Yi stopped moving and looked back at him with a puzzled look on his face.
Sensing the momentary awkwardness in the atmosphere, Lian Yu managed a slight smile. He quickly got out of the car, walked around the back, and opened the door for Qin Yi. Meeting Qin Yi's dark eyes, filled with confusion, Lian Yu laughed dryly and said numbly, "What I meant was, wait for me to open the door for you."
It should have been Chu Tian who did this! Lian Yu screamed in his heart, but he still bent down like a gentleman towards Qin Yi in the car, revealing an impeccable smile.
"What exactly are you... Forget it." Qin Yi seemed to want to ask, but in the end he didn't ask. He put his hand on Lian Yu's flat palm, bent down and got out of the car.
The two of them walked towards the gate.
Lian Yu felt like a mermaid just ashore, each step a knife-like cut. He tried to slow down his pace, hoping that Chu Tian would suddenly burst out from the corner and take Qin Yi's hand, saying, "I'm late." After all, that's how it's written in novels: the protagonist's appearance must be thrilling and just the right moment.
Qin Yi raised his hand and pushed the door open.
Dad, where are you? Lian Yu cried out in his heart for the last time.
“These…” Qin Yi’s dark eyes widened slightly, then shrank. The bright candlelight danced in his clear eyes, as if it had a layer of watery light. “…Did you prepare this for me?”
Actually, it is prepared for you and Chu Tian.
Lian Yu wanted to add this, but once he met Qin Yi's sparkling eyes, he couldn't say it. Lian Yu pursed his lips and nodded slightly: "Yes——!"
Qin Yi hugged him suddenly.
Lian Yu froze. He felt Qin Yi bury his head in his chest, his warm face pressed against his heartbeat. He heard Qin Yi whisper "thank you."
"No, you're welcome." Lian Yu softened his heart again. He raised his hand hesitantly, wondering whether he should give Qin Yi a hug in return.
"Today is my birthday." Qin Yi suddenly spoke.
"Ah," Lian Yu uttered a short syllable, and then quickly reacted. He clapped his hands while hugging Qin Yi and began to sing a birthday song. But Lian Yu soon discovered that he was tone-deaf and could even sing such a simple tune wrong. He coughed lightly and said, "Anyway, I wish you..."
How old is Qin Yi’s birthday?
"Eight hundred and one years old."
Lian Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Qin Yi was quite amusing when he was serious and joking. He bent down and rubbed Qin Yi's head casually. "Okay, then I wish Teacher Qin a happy 801st birthday."
A small dimple appeared at the corner of Qin Yi's lips, but his long, slender eyelashes drooped, covering his dark eyes.
"Thank you." He thanked softly, like a lonely soul blown away by the wind above the ruins where the dust has settled, silently.
Why are you so sad? Lian Yu raised her hand, wanting to touch Qin Yi's frown. But Qin Yi suddenly turned around and walked towards the dining table.
A candlelight dinner, this was originally prepared by Lian Yu for Qin Yi and Chu Tian.
His hand, frozen in mid-air, slowly fell. Lian Yu suddenly felt that his presence here was completely out of place. He was like a precious house cat that had strayed away, resting briefly here before returning to its magnificent home.
"What do you want to eat?" Qin Yi suddenly asked, and he walked straight past the table full of sumptuous Western food and headed towards the kitchen.
To create an undisturbed world for Qin Yi and Chu Tian, Lian Yu had dismissed the servants early. Even Uncle Li had been given a card to play at the arcade and had gone to play claw machines with his granddaughter early. So, there was no one in the entire villa who could cook.
"Is there nothing you like?" Lian Yu followed Qin Yi to the refrigerator and watched Qin Yi open it with a puzzled look on his face. Seeing Qin Yi skillfully picking out vegetables from the refrigerator, he suddenly realized something: "Can you cook?"
Qin glanced at him and shook his head helplessly: "You don't even know this, have you really talked to me about it?"
Didn’t I forget about it... Lian Yu touched his nose.
"Because I know someone who always loves to cook strange dishes." Qin Yi lowered his eyes, and a small arc appeared at the corner of his lips. "At that time, I thought, there must be someone with a normal food appetite, so I seriously learned to cook."
Realizing that Qin Yi seemed to be lost in memories, Lian Yu blinked but did not interrupt.
"When I first met that person, he solemnly brought me a food box and said he wanted to share a small dessert with me. I would not feel like crying after eating it."
"Crying?" Lian Yu frowned worriedly and looked at Qin Yi seriously, "What happened to you?"
Qin Yi stared at him blankly for a moment, then suddenly clenched his fist and punched Lian Yu's arm, avoiding his gaze: "Don't change the subject."
"Oh, sorry." Lian Yu touched her cheek. "He gave you a little dessert, and then what?"
"I opened it and it was a box of brown cookies."
"Chocolate? Caramel? Coffee?"
“It tastes like carrots, and you can even eat shredded carrots.”
Lian Yu opened his eyes wide, and after a long while he uttered a dull "Wow".
Seeing his reaction, Qin Yi smiled. "Isn't it strange? But it was the most delicious thing I've ever eaten in my life. You asked me why I was crying. Actually, I met some very nice people at that time. I was too scared because I was very strange. I was in a new environment and I didn't know how others would look at me."
Noticing Qin Yi's mood swings, Lian Yu bent down, pointed at her dazzling red hair and the eyebrows that were dyed red when she dyed her hair, and slightly widened her eyes: "Even weirder than me?"
Qin Yi smiled, pursed his lips, and nodded. "So I'm very grateful to him for being willing to talk to me at that time. Although I later learned that it was because no one around him was willing to eat the strange dishes he was researching."
Lian Yu looked at the smile on Qin Yi's lips and suddenly felt it was irritating. He crossed his arms and muttered, "Why do you always talk about others?"
etc.
Lian Yu suddenly shuddered. Why would he say such a thing? It was as if he was jealous! Jealous? Jealous of what? Jealous of whom?!
Just thinking about it gave him a chill. Lian Yu shook his head vigorously. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qin Yi take a bottle of wine from the wine rack. He hurriedly reached out and snatched it away, choosing his words carefully. "It's better not to drink it. Your alcohol tolerance is really... scary."
This is of course just an excuse. In fact, Lian Yu suspects that this is the setting of this world. As long as you drink at home, the gun will trigger the play mode. Otherwise, how to explain Qin Yi's abnormal reaction that night?
Qin Yi lowered his eyes and looked at his hand holding the wine bottle for a moment, then suddenly leaned forward and rubbed his nose against the side of his neck.
"Why, are you afraid of having sex with me again after drinking?"
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