CH 3

Lin Qingyan was standing behind the wide pillar. From this angle, he could see the backs of the two standing side by side. They look unexpectedly matched. A magnetic and gentle voice came through the phone held up to his ear: “Yan Yan?”

Wen Yan was just like his name suggested — gentle, polite, courteous, and empathetic.

Once, Lin Qingyan thought that Wen Yan’s gentleness belonged to him alone. However, reality struck him repeatedly, crushing his heart with each instance. The hope that filled him was shattered in that very moment; he was ridiculously wrong.

Didn’t you say you were on a business trip? How come you are together with An Nanyi again? If they can truly coincidentally meet even when they are abroad, then that’s truly a remarkable fate.

With the last trace of struggle, Lin Qingyan curled up the corners of his lips and smiled. With an effort to maintain a calm and relaxed tone, Lin Qingyan opened his mouth and asked, “Brother Yan, what are you doing?”

The tightly clenched hand at his side revealed his nervousness and unease at this moment.

“I’m with the client.” Wen Yan glanced at An Nanyi beside him. The latter looked at him with playful and teasing eyes. He raised his fist to his lips, feigning a cough, and spoke in a concerned tone, “Yan Yan, I’ve heard about your situation. How are you doing now? Are you okay?”

If it hadn’t been exposed on the spot Lin Qingyan felt that he should have believed it foolishly again and again. He has always been slow in terms of feelings, and it is precisely because of this that he has been deceived by Wen Yan’s central air-conditioning gentleness for three years.1Fake gentleness

“No, I am not okay at all.”

The young man’s face turned pale, and the corners of his eyes were stained with a touch of light red. The clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist. In a hoarse voice, he whispered, “Brother Yan, I miss you so much.”

So he came all the way here, but what awaited him was this kind of scene.

Clearly, he didn’t anticipate the person on the other end of the phone saying such things. Wen Yan was somewhat stunned.

His gaze involuntarily softened. “YanYan, I miss you too. Once I finish handling work, I’ll come back to find you…”

Just as he was speaking, An Nanyi, who had been silent beside him, suddenly staggered and swayed. But Wen Yan, with sharp eyes and quick reflexes, swiftly embraced Annan Yi’s waist, preventing him from falling down.

“Yan Yan I still have some work here, so I will have to hang up first.“

“I’m fine; I just twisted my ankle.” Although he said that, An Nanyi frowned in pain, bit his lower lip pitifully, and said in annoyance, ” I can fall even if I walk on the flat ground; I’m so stupid.”

“Wen Ge, I’m sorry for interrupting your call with Yan Yan. I’m really sorry.”

“Fool, how can I blame you? I’ll take you to the hospital..” Wen Yan replied, expressing concern for AnNanyi.

As he watched the two figures standing closely together, Lin Qingyan put down his phone and ran away as if escaping from something. When he returned to his room, his fair, pretty little face was covered with tears. The crystal tears blurred his vision.

He was naturally slow to grasp emotions, and the only person he had ever developed feelings for was Wen Yan. He approached him with utmost care, carrying an unreserved passion, and held his heart in his hands, believing naively that he could exchange one sincere heart for another. However, he failed to realize that some people had hearts made of stone, incapable of being warmed.

In the quiet room, the thin young man curled up in a corner, his face buried in his knees. He dared not cry out too loudly. Only biting his lower lip tightly, making a desperate whimper like a kitten.

His lower lip was bitten until it was bleeding.

Yet he showed no reaction.

Being born without a sense of pain,

He couldn’t even experience what pain felt like

Small theatre:

(1) YanYan was born without pain, and Gu Ye was afraid that his baby would be injured without him knowing, so he used this reason to check the whole body every day.

2) When YanYan was on the show, there was a task that was to call his parents. YanYan called Gu Ye.

Gu Ye smiled and explained to the programme crew,” Please take care of my little ones.

By the way, it’s not dad; I’m his husband.”

T/N  The last line in this chapter breaks me 2Being born without a sense of pain, He couldn’t even experience what pain felt like

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