Chapter 86
A figure darted out from the French windows, the spring breeze causing her clothes to flutter and her thick black hair to sway in the wind. Lin Qiong's eyes felt dry from the wind and she unconsciously squinted.
He slowed down when he reached the gate, panting. He couldn't help but look back and suddenly felt as if his feet weighed a ton.
Let's go.
A voice inside him told him that if he didn't leave now, it would be too late, but he couldn't bring himself to take a step.
Is Fu Xingyun having an episode?
Will he hurt himself by throwing things?
Why doesn't he go back? He's raised his son for over a year; how can he just abandon him like that?
Lin Qiong hesitated for a long time, her mind torn between two conflicting beliefs.
Subconscious thoughts repeatedly convinced me.
Let's go. Wasn't this all planned out? How did things go wrong at this crucial moment? What's the point of everything you did if we don't leave?
Lin Qiong forced herself to take a step, but her eyes couldn't leave the room on the third floor. Her gaze drifted and inadvertently fell on the trash can not far to her side.
He stiffly turned his head to look, but was stung by what he saw. He tightened his grip on his suitcase and turned away resolutely.
He just wanted to live an ordinary life...
Wang Cheng was fast asleep at home when he was woken up by a series of urgent knocks on the door. He sat up abruptly, his face darkening with anger, and strode to the door. "The water meter was checked just yesterday!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he met that harmless face.
Lin Qiong held the small advertisement stuck outside the other party's door in her hand, saying, "I'm not here to check the water meter."
“…” Wang Cheng gritted his teeth, “I know.”
He's not blind.
But she didn't understand why the other person came to see her so early in the morning.
He looked people up and down, saying, "Didn't you go home? How did you end up here?"
The other party went back home as soon as they got off the plane yesterday at noon.
Lin Qiong: "Run away from home."
Wang Cheng was shocked. "You?!"
Lin Qiong was somewhat stunned, wondering why the other person was so surprised. "Me."
"Would your old pervert let you go?"
Lin Qiong shook her head.
"Then how did you get out?"
Lin Qiong recalled for a moment, "She ran away."
Wang Cheng stepped aside to let him in, somewhat surprised at first, but also well aware of the old pervert's controlling nature.
"So you finally couldn't stand it anymore and ran away?"
Lin Qiong found a seat and sat down without saying a word.
Seeing that the other party didn't want to answer, Wang Cheng touched his neck and didn't ask any further questions.
He changed the subject, his tone wistful, "I never expected that when you had that accident, my house would be the first place you thought of."
It seems their relationship has improved considerably, and they can be considered very close friends. The fact that he was the first safe haven the other person thought of when they were in trouble shows that he is very reliable and competent. It must be because he is usually outstanding and steady in his work as a manager that the other person thinks this way.
After he finished speaking, seeing Lin Qiong nod like a chick pecking at rice, Wang Cheng's face showed a proud expression, "Is it because I'm reliable?!"
Lin Qiong blinked her big eyes. "Because the hotel costs money."
"..."
Excellent!
As expected of you.
Wang Cheng saw that someone had come over early in the morning and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
Lin Qiong shook her head. "No, can I have dinner at your house?"
"What are you saying?" Wang Cheng's tone was somewhat unpleasant.
Lin Qiong was stunned for a moment, feeling a little nervous.
"Would I not feed you and let you go hungry?"
He instantly breathed a sigh of relief. "Wang Cheng, you're such a good person."
But then he scratched his head, his tone somewhat troubled, "But I might have eaten a bit too much."
Wang Cheng replied nonchalantly, "It's fine, there's plenty of instant noodles."
He then led his men to the kitchen.
Twenty minutes later, Wang Cheng stared into thought as he looked at the three instant noodle containers on the table.
Wow, it turns out that my initial comment about possibly eating a lot wasn't out of embarrassment, but rather a heads-up.
Seeing Lin Qiong holding a sausage in each hand, Wang Cheng took a deep breath and said, "Stop eating that!"
Lin Qiong was startled, and her whole body trembled involuntarily, but she held the sausage in her hand tightly.
She looked at him innocently, "Didn't you say there would be enough?"
Wang Cheng couldn't stand the pitiful look in the other person's eyes, "Don't look at me like that!"
Lin Qiong: "Can I have a few more?"
Wang Cheng had no choice but to yell, "Eat! You fucking eat this whole bag of sausages!"
Seeing how ravenously the man was eating, Wang Cheng momentarily thought he had taken in a refugee. "How long has it been since you last ate?"
Lin Qiong raised her hand and made a two-pointer.
Wang Cheng frowned. "Was yesterday morning's airplane food for a dog?!"
Lin Qiong immediately looked up, "Why are you swearing?!"
He then raised the two fingers slightly, saying, "Two meals."
Wang Cheng: "Did you run away from home last night?"
Lin Qiong, with a sausage stuffed in her mouth, said, "Yesterday afternoon."
But Lin Qiong didn't come to his house yesterday at all. "Then where did you sleep yesterday?"
"On a park bench."
Wang Cheng was shocked. "Are you fucking crazy? Even if you don't want to spend money on a hotel, you can't just sleep on the streets!"
Lin Qiong shrank back at the comments. He had been sitting in the park for a long time after he came out yesterday. By the time he came to his senses, it was already dark. He could sleep anywhere. In his past life, he had slept under overpasses and in alleyways. He just made do for one night.
Seeing the pitiful state of the person who had nowhere to go, Wang Cheng didn't continue. "Alright, you can stay at my place for the next few days. After a few days, when you start your filming schedule, you'll be staying with the crew."
He glanced at the instant noodle container on the table and sighed.
Eat up, you can't let people starve to death.
Afterwards, Wang Cheng answered a phone call and went to the company, while Lin Qiong curled up on the sofa to catch up on her sleep.
I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and hesitantly took out my phone, which I had forcibly turned off.
Lin Qiong felt a little uneasy. As expected, after turning on the phone, a flood of missed messages and calls came in, so much so that the system no longer displayed the number of calls, only showing simple ellipses.
His breath caught in his throat for a moment, instantly killing his interest in checking entertainment news.
Every unread message and every missed call seemed to be stabbing him in the back.
He was told, word by word, that he had hurt someone, that he had hurt Fu Xingyun.
Lin Qiong forced herself to close her eyes, but Fu Xingyun's words still echoed in her ears, impossible to shake off or escape.
That was the gentlest she had ever been since they started dating. Her eyes were full of tenderness as she looked at him, and her voice was so soft that she was afraid of scaring him. She even had a kind of cautiousness that was different from usual.
She openly says she loves him, likes him, and can't live without him.
She asked if she could be with him.
Was he tempted at the time?
No.
But thinking back on it now makes me blush and my heart race.
What was he thinking at the time?
Ah, it's starting.
The previous person had also deceived him in the same way.
Lin Qiong loathed her subconscious reaction when she heard the other person express their feelings.
It smelled awful and was filthy, but that's what he truly thought.
He was deceived in the same way, with words of loyalty and righteousness spoken, but in the end he was the one who was deceived and tasted the price of his foolishness.
He was exhausted, and debt collectors would bang on his door in the middle of the night.
He was homeless, while even stray cats had their own homes.
He had no one to rely on, no relatives, he knew that since he was a child, but he tried his best to live a life like an ordinary person.
But in the end, he was deceived, deceived by the emotions he craved most, and by his best friend.
He wanted the emotions that ordinary people have: family, love, and friendship. He greedily wanted to have them all at once. He wanted a family where ordinary people could live a normal life.
The cold floor tiles have been chilling since autumn, and the stench from the food in the trash cans is so strong it hurts your eyes.
But what could he do?
To survive, he and a group of homeless people scrambled for cardboard next to a trash can, and with bruises and swelling on his face, he built himself a makeshift shelter, which was still smaller than a cat's nest.
To survive, he had to eat, even if the food was sour, had a nauseating stench, or was rotting in some places, he would still eat it and then grit his teeth to prevent himself from vomiting.
He needs money; money is what he needs most.
He needed money to pay off that son of a bitch's loan shark debts and to buy food, but with his shabby clothes and the creditors' shabby behavior, no place dared to hire him.
What if his shop gets vandalized?!
God is so unfair; He didn't give him a perfect family, nor a smooth life.
It is said that when God closes a door, He opens a window.
Fuck you! No matter how bright the window is, it's not as big as the doorway. He felt so pathetic, like there was no one more pathetic than him.
So he can't go back now; leaving is his best option.
He wanted money. Money is an inanimate object; what's his is his. Money can give him everything. That's what he longed for until his death in his previous life.
My emotions were sealed off by an impenetrable wall the moment I was first deceived.
But looking at those unread text messages, he couldn't resist clicking on them to take a look.
But I'm also afraid of being blinded by temptation.
At first, he was always timid and ingratiating towards Fang Xingyun, otherwise he didn't know when he would lose his life. This seed has been growing in his heart ever since.
But later, those concerns seemed to disappear...
But he didn't dare to do it again...
Fu Xingyun's family background and life experiences are extremely complicated; they are not from the same world, or perhaps Lin Qiong is not from their world.
They come from prestigious families, are capable and ambitious, and can rise again even if they are knocked down and underestimated.
But this is also what Lin Qiong fears.
They are willing to bribe anyone to seize power, and they gamble with human lives to achieve their ambitions. They are all hungry wolves who devour people without spitting out the bones.
He was just a citizen of Xiaojing, who only wanted to live an ordinary life, and those things went against his ideals.
Moreover, with the added boost of the book's plot, he felt he couldn't hold on any longer.
So he ran away; he wanted to run far, far away.
But looking at his phone made his eyes sore and swollen. Sure enough, God has never been fair to him. Why is life so hard for him? Even his mother won't let him date.
He didn't know if he liked Fu Xingyun, but he knew he had feelings for him. However, he was also afraid of the environment around Fu Xingyun, which was full of conspiracies and human nature, afraid of Fu Xingyun's unpredictable temper, and afraid that everything would really be as written in the book, and that his ending would still not be happy.
He was not brave, and had never even lived bravely.
Fu Xingyun's feelings for him were like a rope trying to pull him back; he wanted to escape but willingly put the rope on himself before he began to struggle.
Lin Qiong nestled on the sofa, looking at the messages the other party had sent him, like a little mouse secretly watching but not daring to reply. He was afraid, and he also couldn't figure out whether Fu Xingyun liked him.
Where are you?! Come back right now!
"Lin Qiong, you think I'll divorce you just because you ran away? No way!"
Why don't you reply to my messages or answer my calls!
"Where are you? It's getting dark. Do you have anywhere to stay?"
Do you have any money on you?!
"Lin Qiong, I like you, I really like you, come back."
Lin Qiong felt as if her heart was being held tightly in someone's hand as she read the message, yet she also felt a sweet sensation.
As soon as Wang Cheng opened the door, he saw Lin Qiong twisting herself into a pretzel on the sofa. "What are you doing?"
The little head, which had been twitching, suddenly froze. "I'm sleeping."
Wang Cheng glanced at him and said, "He can still talk while he's sleeping."
Lin Qiong: "..."
——
The secretary walked into the room and stared in disarray at the messy surroundings, her mouth agape.
Holy crap, the boss's house was burgled?!
But looking at the composed man in the living room, she felt a little surprised.
No wonder he's a big boss; he has such a strong mentality. He doesn't care about being robbed; he'll always have money.
But he still swallowed hard and tentatively asked, "Boss, should we call the police?"
The man, who had been drifting off into thought, was pulled back to reality. "Call the police?"
The secretary nodded.
"Yes, we need to call the police." Fu Xingyun's composure waned slightly. "He's been missing for a day."
Upon hearing that the thief was so arrogant, the secretary exclaimed, "Then let's call the police and have him arrested right now!"
"Can the police catch him?"
The secretary nodded. "Of course."
Fu Xingyun took out his phone. "How long is the fastest?"
"Judging from his cunning and wickedness."
To everyone's surprise, his boss's face immediately darkened upon hearing this.
Watch your wording.
The secretary's heart skipped a beat, then she tentatively asked, "Cunning?"
Fu Xingyun: "Lin Qiong is not that kind of person."
secretary:! ! !
So, the house isn't like this because a thief ran away, but because his mother, the boss's wife, ran away?!
Seeing the man actually take out his phone, the secretary quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Boss... I think you should stop calling."
The man frowned. "Why?"
The secretary was at a loss for words. "We shouldn't air our dirty laundry in public."
"Boss, you're a prominent figure in the business world, and you've even been on TV. If we call the police and it gets reported..." then everyone will know your wife has run away.
The secretary didn't say the last part, but Fu Xingyun had already anticipated it.
"Send someone to look for it now."
"I'll go right now." Then, glancing at the mess before him, he added, "Boss, do you need a housekeeper to help?"
Fu Xingyun looked at the magnificent scene on the ground and said, "Please."
If Lin Qiong suddenly comes back, it would be bad if she frightened him.
Since realizing his feelings for Lin Qiong, he has never lost control in front of her again.
Firstly, I was afraid of scaring the other person, and secondly, I wanted to appear perfect in front of my lover.
Even a simple kiss has to be done when the other person is asleep.
But no matter how much you try to be patient, they still run away.
Anger and resentment ignited in his heart, spreading wildly and relentlessly. He didn't know why Lin Qiong insisted on divorce, nor did he know why she had run away.
He raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows, feeling a slight headache.
If the other party continues to be so stubborn, he won't be so lenient next time.
Seeing that there were no replies on his phone, he remained silent for a long time before dialing the number again.
The phone rang.
One second... five seconds... ten seconds...
Finally, the connection was automatically disconnected.
The man's dark eyes narrowed. He put away his phone, turned around, and went upstairs. He saw the piece of art that had been turned into junk blocking his way and kicked it aside.
The secretary was working hard when her phone suddenly buzzed with a message notification.
Boss: Contact me immediately once you find the person.
——
After staying with Wang Cheng for a few days, they received news about the film crew's next promotional stop, scheduled for two days later. They would have to catch a plane tomorrow.
While packing his luggage in the room, Wang Cheng called out loudly to someone, "Lin Qiong, don't forget to pack your things!"
"knew!"
Lin Qiong put the clothes away and then curled up back on the sofa.
Wang Cheng came out and looked but didn't say anything. The other person had been in this state for the past few days, doing nothing but eating and sleeping. He spoke much less than before and had lost his usual energy, as if he had been possessed by a sleepy bug.
Those who know the truth see it as a wayward youth who has turned back from the wrong path, while those who don't might think he's stepped into a ditch.
Seeing the person's listless, dead-pig-like appearance, Wang Cheng stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "We're leaving tomorrow, let's go! I'll take you out to eat today."
Lin Qiong remained unmoved, wrapped in a blanket and nestled on the sofa.
"Don't stay indoors all day. People need to change their mood. The decision you've made is for your own good. There's nothing to be disappointed about. Cheer up." She shook the person who was pretending to be dead. "Lin Qiong, this isn't like you."
However, the other party remained motionless.
Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. "It's my treat."
Lin Qiong sat up instantly. "Let's go."
"..."
Wang Cheng was momentarily confused as to why he had been overthinking things.
He hasn't changed at all.
I originally wanted to have a drink, but I was worried that drinking would interfere with my flight tomorrow morning, so I didn't order any in the end.
The restaurant was the same small restaurant where Lin Qiong first auditioned and got the role, only this time Lin Qiong came wearing a hat and a mask.
Many people recognize him now. Even yesterday, when he slept in the park, he covered his head, afraid that people would recognize him.
Wang Cheng: "I didn't expect things to go so smoothly now."
Lin Qiong nodded as she ate her meal. Their efforts had not been in vain; they had yielded results.
After the two finished their meal, they went home. Wang Cheng was going to tell her to go to bed early so she could catch her flight the next day, but as soon as Lin Qiong got back and changed her clothes, she collapsed onto the sofa again.
Wang Cheng realized he was overthinking things, and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
The next day, at 7:30 in the morning.
"Damn it, damn it, why isn't the alarm clock going off?!?"
Wang Cheng and Lin Qiong ran at top speed.
Lin Qiong was so tired that his legs felt weak. He had gone to bed early the night before, but he didn't wake up until seven o'clock. The two of them quickly drove to the airport.
But thankfully, they were fast enough that they had some spare time after running around like crazy.
Wang Cheng, panting, said, "Go wait in the VIP lounge first, I'll take care of the formalities."
Lin Qiong nodded, picked up her luggage, and walked into the small cubicle of the lounge.
I had barely sat down when I heard a sound coming from the door.
Lin Qiong stood up upon hearing this, "You're back so soon."
A man in a suit and tie pushed open the door and entered. Even his hair was perfectly styled. His tall and imposing figure blocked the way, and the person who had been speaking froze.
"You..." Lin Qiong's heart sank suddenly, and she unconsciously swallowed. Looking at the man's indifferent face, she shrank back. "Why are you here?"
Seeing the other person shrink back like a startled cat, the man was clearly annoyed. "Can't I come?"
Lin Qiong didn't dare to look the other person in the eye for a moment, knowing she couldn't confront them directly. "If you can come, then I'll be going now."
As he spoke, he pulled his suitcase and started to walk out, but he was stopped as soon as he took a step.
The man strode forward, his muscular chest bumping against Lin Qiong, causing her to back away.
Finally, after cornering the person against the wall, Fu Xingyun raised his hand, grabbed the person's chin, and forced them to face him.
"Not replying to messages?"
Lin Qiong started pretending to be mute.
"He's not answering the phone."
"..."
Fu Xingyun exerted a little force, "You're quite ruthless."
He didn't expect that the other party would leave for five days without sending him a single message, and he certainly didn't expect that now that they had caught him, Lin Qiong would still be thinking of running away.
As he spoke, his gaze lingered on the person, and he lowered his head to kiss them.
But calling it a kiss is less accurate than calling it a bite.
Lin Qiong was startled. For a moment, her nasal cavity was filled with the scent of a man, and she felt a stinging pain in her mouth. She reached out and pushed against the man's chest.
But this action seemed to have completely enraged the other party, whose already fierce kiss became even more aggressive, like a wild beast seizing territory, refusing to back down.
Feeling something probing in, Lin Qiong tried to shut her mouth but her jaw was gripped tightly, forcing her to open her mouth to meet the other person.
Lin Qiong's heart was pounding, and she was having trouble breathing. "No...no...kiss me."
Fu Xingyun released the person's chin, looked at the person's glistening lips, and assumed that the other person was uncomfortable tilting their head back. He raised his hand and picked the person up, placing their legs on his waist. Lin Qiong's eyes widened, and she kicked her legs, trying to struggle.
Snap—
A sharp pain in my buttock.
"Behave yourself."
Before Lin Qiong could react, she felt a pain in her back and felt a touch on her lips again.
"Open your mouth."
Lin Qiong turned her head and said, "Just open your mouth when I tell you to. Doesn't he have any pride?"
Seeing that the person didn't open their mouth, the man supported the person's buttocks with one arm and pinched the person's waist with the other hand.
Then he turned the person's face around and kissed them again.
Lin Qiong kept shrinking back as she was being kissed, but there was a wall behind her with no way to retreat, so she shrank down.
Upon seeing this, the man lifted the person up and weighed them in.
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Author's Note:
Qiongzai: If I had known he was coming, I wouldn't have come! (Daridai angrily)
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