Chapter 119 Do you want to see me?

On the other end of the phone, the voice was so gentle that it was unbelievable. Fu Yian's pupils suddenly shrank.

In an instant, the sound of fireworks became the background. Fu Yian walked towards the balcony anxiously, pressing his fingers on the cold handrail in the middle of the night, and looking at the crowd on the river bank from a position with an excellent view.

There were not many people standing in the large blank space.

Reason told Fu Yi'an that the downstairs was the hotel's private area and Yu Cheng couldn't be inside, but he still couldn't control his gaze and scanned everyone over and over again.

Fu Yian, who hadn't seen Yu Cheng for a long time, felt an indescribable anxiety in his heart.

"you……"

Fu Yian opened his mouth hoarsely, but found that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Yu Cheng seemed to know what he wanted to say. He looked up at the upstairs with an incredibly gentle gaze.

"I'm right in front of you."

As soon as Yu Cheng finished speaking, Fu Yian saw the familiar figure by the river.

The hotel is not high and he lives on the sixth floor.

From the window sill, I could just lower my head and see the figure in the darkness.

He was looking too far away just now and ignored the position closest to him.

The street lights were dim, and Fu Yian stood on the balcony in a daze.

There were people walking hand in hand in groups of three or four standing by the river. Their bright blond hair and snow-white skin should have been more eye-catching, but Fu Yian only saw the man in the black coat with a vague smile on his lips.

Yu Cheng's figure is not exaggerated, but rather very slender and handsome.

He did not stand out among the white people downstairs, and was even easily overlooked at night because of his black clothes.

But Fu Yian saw that person accurately.

He saw Yu Cheng open his mouth, but the distance was too far and he couldn't hear what Yu Cheng said.

The sound of fireworks coming from the phone next to his ear was not the echo he had imagined, but rather the fact that they were in the same space.

An unprecedented impulse surged up from the bottom of his heart. Those emotions that Fu Yian had deliberately forgotten and hidden were ignited in an instant when he saw this person with his own eyes.

Fu Yian clenched his fingers tightly, pressing his fingertips on the phone, leaving light white marks.

The fireworks were so bright that they were reflected on the river surface, dyeing the entire sky colorful.

Everything before him seemed like a dream he had after falling asleep due to exhaustion.

Time seemed to stand still, and Fu Yian even felt that all this was just his imagination.

Until the sound of faint breathing came from the other side of the phone.

At that moment, Fu Yian's confused thoughts found support.

He turned around quickly, and as he always paid attention to his appearance, he didn't even have time to change his slippers, and left the room as fast as he could.

He was afraid that the person standing under the street light would disappear in the next second.

This was the first time Fu Yian felt that the elevator was too slow.

He didn't respond to the waiter who asked if he needed help, nor did he want to pay attention to anyone's gaze.

He just strode out of the hotel, wanting to verify for himself whether the figure was an illusion or reality.

Heavy breathing came from the other end of the phone. Yu Cheng looked towards the hotel lobby in the distance and frowned.

The next moment, the person who had been haunting him day and night appeared before him.

Perhaps because she walked too fast, Fu Yian's neat hair was slightly messy, and even a little cute in Yu Cheng's eyes.

The distance that seemed so close from the upstairs now seemed too far away when Fu Yian stood in front of the hotel.

He took big steps and ran towards the tall and slender figure.

It was not until he walked several hundred meters out of the hall and just stepped onto the river bank that the cold night wind blew on Fu Yi'an's face, and all his impulsive emotions slowly calmed down.

Fu Yian only realized what he had done when he was only a river bank away from the person in front of him.

His mind went blank and he stood there in a daze.

Yu Cheng was clearly right in front of him, yet he seemed to be very far away.

Yu Cheng looked at the figure standing not far from him, his sigh melting in the fireworks, and he walked towards the person who was standing still.

A familiar breath stopped in front of Fu Yi'an, and the smell belonging to another person penetrated into Fu Yi'an's nostrils strongly. He raised his head stiffly.

"Brother, do you miss me?"

The usual gentle voice, with a subtle stubbornness and possessiveness, made Fu Yian calm down quickly.

He wanted to speak, but he felt like he couldn't say anything.

Fu Yian then realized what a ferocious look he now looked like.

Still wearing the hotel slippers, he completely ignored the discomfort when he was walking just now. The desire to meet him overwhelmed everything in his heart, but now Fu Yian was in a dilemma.

"Brother, don't you miss me?"

Yu Cheng asked again when he got no response.

Facing those black eyes that were so deep that they completely enveloped him, Fu Yian felt a strong sense of oppression and turned his head uncomfortably to look away.

He couldn't express his missing so bluntly in front of so many people on the sea.

Yu Cheng raised his fingertips and placed them on Fu Yian’s chest.

"If you don't miss me, why are you still breathing heavily now?"

"Didn't you come here because you missed me, brother?"

Yu Cheng revealed the truth, and Fu Yi'an subconsciously wanted to deny it, but his aura had not yet fully adjusted, making all his explanations seem even more obvious.

He remained silent again, as if that would calm his heart that was about to beat out of his chest.

But obviously not, he had no privacy in front of Yu Cheng.

"Brother, if you don't tell me you miss me, I'm going to be unable to comfort you later."

Yu Cheng bent his waist slightly, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against the tip of Fu Yian's nose, as if flirting, but also as comfort.

Fu Yian finally calmed down his breathing, put away the phone as if nothing had happened, and changed the subject.

"Why are you here?"

Didn’t you say you couldn’t come?

Yu Cheng did not answer him, but looked directly into Fu Yian's light eyes, obviously waiting for the answer to his question.

"You really don't miss me?"

Fu Yian wanted to escape when he looked at her, and subconsciously explained with the words he had comforted himself countless times: "Aren't you busy with work?"

"elder brother--"

Yu Cheng's eyes darkened and his voice lengthened slightly.

"I'm asking you."

"Do you want to see me?"