CH 108.1

Luo Lin Yuan covered half of his face and almost curled up on the sofa in the hotel lobby. He suspected that he was really drunk. Otherwise, how could he hear Yu Han asking him on the phone while half-awake, ‘Where are you?’

He asked with a nasal voice, “Are you coming to me?””

Yu Han: “Where?”

Luo Lin Yuan said the name of the hotel. When the call ended, he leaned on the sofa for a long time. The tipsy feeling made his mind spin but his heart was pounding violently on its own that he couldn’t sit still.

He couldn’t help but get up from the lobby and trot all the way to the convenience store next to the hotel. Buy lemonade and chewing gum to quench the booze.

Facing the front camera again, he tried to take care of his appearance but found that he couldn’t save it, so he could only take a few slaps on his cheeks helplessly to sober up.

His cheeks were hot. He turned back to the lobby and sat on the previous sofa, with his waist straight and his neck stretched out like a goose looking forward to spring, fluttering his wings from time to time.

Luo Lin Yuan restlessly smoothed his wrinkled clothes over and over again, staring at the people coming and going at the entrance.

The hotel was a revolving door, and every time the glass door was pushed and turned, he has to look to see if the revealed face was the one he is looking forward to.

It wasn’t until he waited for a long time that he began to suspect that he hadn’t called. Everything was just an illusion. It was a fictitious dream that he missed too much.

He wanted to make sure again but found that his phone was dead and the screen was already black.

He squeezed his mobile phone and leaned back on the sofa dispiritedly. The chewing gum in his mouth had long lost its sweetness. The mobile phone had been dropped many times, and the edge of the tempered film had cracks, and it was painful to clasp it in his palm.

Sure enough, it was a dream. The lemonade bottle rolled from his body to the carpet. Luo Lin Yuan didn’t have the strength to pick it up. He lay listlessly on the armrest of the sofa, gradually turning into a pool of stagnant water.

Alcohol made people sleepy. He thought he wasn’t asleep. The actual reality and dreams were intertwined, dragging him down.

He dreamed that Luo Ting rushed into the ward with scarlet eyes, holding his shoulders tightly, and looking at his face in horror.

Luo Lin Yuan was in a cold sweat in his dream. He seemed to know what would happen next, but self-protection turned the world in his dream into a black-and-white silent film.

He watched as Luo Ting’s mouth opened and close, watched as Lin Shu opened the door, yelling at Luo Ting as if her scales had been touched.

Luo Ting was like an enraged lion, pushing away Luo Lin Yuan and rushing toward Lin Shu.

He was still receiving an infusion, and the needle went out of position, piercing the weak and bruised skin on the back of his hand, blood dripping down his fingers. Lin Shu was slapped in the face by Luo Ting, the woman staggered back, hit the door, and fell to the ground.

The instinct to protect his mother caused Luo Lin Yuan, who was sick, to pull the infusion needle away, rushed to Lin Shu with both hands straightened, and protected Lin Shu behind him in fear, resisting Luo Ting.

Luo Ting was talking angrily, it was still a black-and-white silent film. He couldn’t hear anything, but gradually, as if a needle had pierced the invisible wall in the air and broken through, the sound rang out and he heard Luo Ting Yelling his name, one after another, Luo Lin Yuan! Luo Lin Yuan!

Luo Lin Yuan fiercely opened his eyes, his face still frightened, staring at the person in front of him with a tight expression.

Yu Han was shocked by his expression and unknowingly used a soothing tone, “Had a nightmare?”

Luo Lin Yuan was still stunned and didn’t slow down from his dream. Yu Han held his hand, his palms hot. Only later did he realize that it was his own fingers that were too cold.

When Yu Han saw the person sitting up, his forehead was drenched in sweat, his eyebrows drooped, his eyelids were reddish, and his lips were pale. He didn’t know what kind of dream he had that he was scared to this state.

Luo Lin Yuan took a long time to slow down, trying to smile and say it was okay, but the corners of his lips couldn’t be hooked.

He moved his fingers in the palm of Yu Han’s hand a few times, and Yu Han quickly released him as if he had awakened.

The hand lost the strength of being held and he fell on his knees. Luo Lin Yuan lowered his eyelids and looked at his hand and his mood was even worse.

Yu Han sniffed the faint smell of alcohol in the air, “You’ve been drinking.”

Luo Lin Yuan didn’t say anything, went past Yu Han, and leaned over to pick up the lemonade on the ground.

But he didn’t have strength in his body and almost fell to the ground. Yu Han thought he was completely drunk. He stretched out his arms around his waist, picked him up, and pressed him on the sofa, frowning,  “Don’t move.”

He picked up the lemonade Luo Lin Yuan wanted, “Is this yours?”

Luo Lin Yuan hummed, without any strength, took the drink, unscrewed it, and took a sip. His throat was thirsty as if it was on fire, painful and tight.

Drinking too quickly, most of the water spilled out and landed on his collarbone, which was sticky.

Luo Lin Yuan took a drink in one hand and pulled his drenched clothes in the other. He looked at Yu Han blankly, “What should I do?”

He looked innocent, his lips were ruddy, and drops of water continued to drip down, sliding on his Adam’s apple.

Yu Han looked at him, from his chin to his neck, and further down, his gaze was like essence as if penetrating his clothes and seeing inside.

Han Zhui’s words floated inappropriately in Luo Lin Yuan’s mind, ‘Men, there is nothing that can’t be solved by s!%x.’

Yu Han said to him, “Wait a minute.”

After that, Yu Han got up and walked to the front desk of the hotel, opened a room to get the card, and then turned back to the sluggish Luo Lin Yuan, “Let’s go.”

Luo Lin Yuan got up in a daze and followed Yu Han stupidly, his heart about to jump out of his throat.

Really do it? No joke? He hadn’t even bought sunflowers yet?

Is it so straightforward, to meet again after a long period of separation?

Luo Lin Yuan can’t say that there was no intention, but he was definitely not in a happy mood.

The words weren’t clear, the feelings are not yet in place, just go straight to bed. There was a feeling that something was wrong with a bit of degeneration, he doesn’t like it.

But if Yu Han wanted to sleep with him, he wouldn’t refuse. He actually would really like to touch the person in front of him.

They walked one after the other. He looked at Yu Han’s back, broad shoulders, down to his waist, watching the man’s unhurried pace, and finally stopped.

Luo Lin Yuan also stopped, not understanding what was happening. Yu Han turned his face sideways as if helpless, “What are you doing back there, come here.”

Luo Lin Yuan walked over recklessly like a rash man who had permission from his beloved. Because of drinking, his body wasn’t stable and he almost fell. Yu Han grabbed his arm, and Luo Lin Yuan obediently clasped the other hand.

The two of them held hands. Luo Lin Yuan deliberately didn’t let go. He was drunk anyway.

With a drunk person, it was impossible to reason. He held Yu Han’s hand tightly for fear of being thrown away.

He comforted himself in his heart that if Yu Han shakes him off, he would wake up tomorrow, pretend as if he didn’t know, and pretend to forget his memories.

Instead of shaking him off, Yu Han looked at him, holding him tightly with his backhand and pulling him into the elevator.

The room was on the 23rd floor. During the long ascent, Yu Han took out his phone and was looking at it.

Luo Lin Yuan’s hands were gradually sweating, and his fingers were stiff. He looked at the reflection on the elevator with bated breath, and the light of the phone was clearly on Yu Han’s face.

Yu Han raised his eyes, their eyes on each other. Luo Lin Yuan turned his head guiltily like a thief.

Ding, they arrived at the floor. Yu Han pulled him out, took him to room number 2304, and swiped the card into the room. Yu Han backhandedly closed the door, “Wash up.”

What the hell is this? Yu Han was able to book this so skillfully.

The back of Luo Lin Yuan’s hand was released, and he stood still with apprehension on his face.

Yu Han asked again, “Won’t wash?” It was obvious that he was a squeamish boy who would cry if he was even slightly dirty before.

Luo Lin Yuan had no choice but to enter the bathroom. The hotel bathroom’s design is basically transparent, and next to the bathtub was a glass window that can’t block anything. The curtains that block it depend on whether the person outside the bathroom wants to put it down.

This design was too ambiguous, and quite over the top, making Luo Lin Yuan unable to make up his mind at this moment.

Just as he gritted his teeth and took them off, he saw Yu Han come over and pull down the curtain without hesitation.

Luo Lin Yuan: “…”

After taking a shower in the midst of letting his imagination run wild, Luo Lin Yuan prepared himself unskillfully.

But he’s really not good at this matter. The consequence of haphazardly tossing and turning was that his body was in extreme pain. His emotions were getting more and more tense, and he can’t relax at all.

He wiped the water off the mirror in frustration and looked back and forth. Fortunately, his body has been well maintained over the years, looking no different from that year, and it should be considered an attractive body.