CH 38

The burnt ashes of his cigarette fell onto Yan Xiao’s quality Western suit. Ye Fei took the half-smoked cigarette from his hand, pressed the burnt end to the windowsill and crushed it, and smiled softly at Yan Xiao.

“My mother died of ALS. I was unlucky and inherited it.” He revealed his relief in his eyes. “It’s common knowledge that this disease can’t be cured. I don’t want you to spend the last years with me really, Yan Xiao. I… have only two left.” 

Ye Fei wanted to relight his cigarette, but after recalling Yan Xiao’s attempt to steal his cigarette away, he resisted the urge.

“Whatever I said to you were all nonsense,” Ye Fei could not help but recall the previous rejections, and sneered. “Those who can play, or being noisy…”

Ye Fei had said what he wanted to say; he no longer needed to hide his true thoughts.

“There has never been anyone else, I only liked you.” As if the pause button was pressed, the whole world came to a standstill. 

Yan Xiao’s brain was filled with a gentle buzz. He staggered, opened his mouth to say something, but remained silent.

After a long time, when the sun had moved a fraction in the sky, he finally started his interrogation. “When did you know? In which hospital?”

Ye Fei said the name of the private hospital, and then told him,”The test results are fine for now. I don’t know what to tell you, but I can definitely confirm I will definitely get it, and I won’t joke about this kind of thing.”

“ALS doesn’t have this characteristic,” Yan Xiao corrected, his tone steady and calm, “I’ll contact the hospital and check again.”

“No need…” Ye Fei grabbed Yan Xiao’s arm and wanted to tell him that it was useless, but found that Yan Xiao was trembling uncontrollably.

“Okay, we’ll check,” Ye Fei immediately changed his tone, “Whatever you say, I will listen to you.”

“I’ll arrange it right away.” Yan Xiao took out his mobile phone and tried to dial, but his hand shook too much and could not grip it properly.

With a bang, the phone fell to the ground and bounced away. Yan Xiao seemed to have no idea this had happened; his eyes had glazed over, and his fingers were still mechanically pressing as if the phone was still present. 

“What are you doing?” Ye Fei bent over to pick up the phone and clasped his hand. There was a piercing pain in his chest. “Aren’t I currently fine? Yan Xiao, Brother Yan? If you don’t recover, whatever I just said doesn’t count. ”

Yan Xiao looked into his eyes. His jaw tensed, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, as if he was trying his best to endure the raging emotions in his heart.

“Anyway, it’s my first confession, can’t you give me some face?” Ye Fei smiled. When Yan Xiao continued to remain in a state of shock, his lips curled even more. “Do you have to force me to use some special means?”

He took a step forward, put his hand around Yan Xiao’s shoulder, raised his head and licked Yan Xiao’s bulging Adam’s apple. “How about this? Still no response?” 

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Yan Xiao was like a beast tied to the edge of a cliff. Even if what awaited him was a fall so damaging it could take his life, he continued to hold on to the thinnest strands of hope.

“It doesn’t matter,” Yan Xiao clutched Ye Fei’s waist. “It can be cured, it can be cured.” He couldn’t tell whether he was repeating it to Ye Fei or himself. 

Though Yan Xiao’s grip was hurting him, Ye Fei did not push him away. Instead, he pressed against Yan Xiao’s violently shaking chest. With the roots of his eyelashes slightly moist, Ye Fei patted Yan Xiao’s back soothingly.

“Okay.” However, both knew that no matter how technology has improved over the last thirty years, there was still no definite cure for ALS. They were only attempting to deceive themselves.

“Don’t stay here,” Yan Xiao let go of Ye Fei and dragged him out without hesitation, “Let’s go back right away.” His voice held the urgency that any delay would cause Ye Fei’s illness to creep onto them with a higher probability.

“Don’t be like this,” Ye Fei did not know how to comfort him, so he could only hug him again, “Yan Xiao, calm down, calm down, okay?” 

He raised his head and looked at Yan Xiao, attempting the same air of carelessness he held. “You can go back, let me pack my things first.”

“No.” Yan Xiao ordered. Ye Fei was helpless. “How can I fly without an ID card?”

Yan Xiao reacted slowly to his words, and it took a few seconds to understand what this meant. He stared at Ye Fei for a while, before leading him back to the house.

Ye Fei did not have much luggage to begin with. Since he had only stayed for two days, he was able to settle things in less than ten minutes. 

During this period, Yan Xiao’s mood seemed to have calmed down a little, but he still held Ye Fei’s hand tightly. As though the moment he released him, Ye Fei would disappear.

“Yan Xiao,” Ye Fei closed his suitcase, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Song Wen. While waiting for him to come over, he asked Yan Xiao, “If I did not tell you about this and rejected you with various reasons like before, would you give up?”

“No.” Yan Xiao decided without thinking,

“Then be happy, okay?” Ye Fei suggestively put Yan Xiao’s hand on his waist. “You can do whatever you want to me now.” 

Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei silently, and for a long while, buried his face in Ye Fei’s neck in a posture that reflected his insecurity. It was something he had not done before. Ye Fei felt his eyelids droop and sighed. Just as he was about to say something, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Song Wen hurriedly walked in.

“Mr. Ye, how are you—”When he saw the state of the two, he swallowed the rest of his sentence.

“Cough,” Song Wen gave a fake cough, and glanced his head aside in embarrassment, “Then… I’ll come and see you off.”

Originally, Song Wen was still very uneasy. He feared that Ye Fei was dissatisfied with the crew. But after encountering this scene, all the messy thoughts in his heart dispelled. This had nothing to do with their crew, President Ye was leaving because he was simply reluctant to leave President Yan. Tsk tsk tsk, this pair was so sticky, no wonder the news of that carpark kiss was released to the public. 

“The company has urgent matters that I need to go back to handle,” Ye Fei stood up and generously gave him an explanation, “I won’t stay any more, you can tell everyone for me.”

“Okay,” Song Wen agreed immediately, “Don’t worry, leave the matter to me.”

Ye Fei nodded, knowing that Yan Xiao was in a hurry today. He had no intention of making more small talk with Song Wen. After a series of orders, he left the location with Yan Xiao.

On the way to the airport, Yan Xiao was on the phone with his assistant to arrange for Ye Fei’s flight ticket and other related matters. He appeared organized, calm and rational. 

If it were not for Ye Fei’s still clasped hand and pale face, no one could tell what he was truly feeling.

Ye Fei had always been quick with words especially in a fight, but at this moment, he did not know what to say and could only hug Yan Xiao gently. When the two arrived in Feng City, it was exactly six o’clock in the evening. As soon as they got off the plane, Yan Xiao’s assistant’s call got through.

“President Yan, I made an appointment for tomorrow’s genetic test and EMG. The specific arrangements have been sent to your email.”

If they had gone by the normal route, it would have been impossible to get an appointment this quickly with a specialist. However, special arrangements could be made for the boss’s partner, and the assistant did not dare delay. 

“You have free time for tomorrow, too. Please confirm the new itinerary.”

Yan Xiao muttered an “understood”, hung up the phone, and asked the driver to drive directly back to the villa.

“Did I promise to go home with you?” Ye Fei reached out and hooked Yan Xiao’s tie before narrowing his eyes. “President Yan is so overbearing now.”

“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao placed a finger under Ye Fei’s chin, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, nose and cheeks. His movements were gentle, without a hint of lust, “It’s also your home.” 

Ye Fei did not want him to continue pondering about those stupid things. “Who said that?” He teased.

“You said you liked me,” Yan Xiao monitored Ye Fei vigilantly, as if he was afraid that Ye Fei would go back on his word, “We are also married.”

After saying that, he put his hand into the inner pocket of his suit. Ye Fei looked on in confusion as he saw the little red book in Yan Xiao’s hand.

Compared to the brand-new appearance when they had first received it, the corners of the book had been worn smooth, as if it was rubbed endlessly. 

“You…” Ye Fei’s heart was sour and bitter. After a while, he whispered, “Are you stupid?”

“I’m not.”

Ye Fei closed his eyes and leaned on Yan Xiao’s shoulder. F*ck dignity, it looks like his life was tied to Yan Xiao no matter how ugly he got.

Yan Xiao’s villa was not close to the airport, and it took nearly an hour for them to get home. 

Ye Fei looked at the familiar environment he had not seen for a few months. At first, he left with the idea of ​​completely breaking up with Yan Xiao, but he was merely going about in circles and eventually landed in the palm of Yan Xiao’s hand.

Ye Fei raised his eyes and looked at Yan Xiao’s face. As always, there was no expression on Yan Xiao’s face, but he could see the overflowing grief and heaviness in Yan Xiao’s eyes now.

“Smile,” Ye Fei tugged at the corner of Yan Xiao’s mouth, pretending to be aggrieved, “Are you unhappy that we’re together now?” Yan Xiao remained dumb, continuing to keep his eyes closed.

“I’m happy.” He finally replied. 

“Why don’t you look at me?” Ye Fei raised his eyebrows. “Am I not good looking?”

“It looks good.” Yan Xiao touched Ye Fei’s face with an itchy finger.

“Then you still have other thoughts on your mind?” Ye Fei grabbed his shoulders, raised his head and gently licked his lips. He exhaled in an inviting manner. “Come Brother Yan, kiss me.”

Yan Xiao looked down at him for a moment before he pressed the back of Ye Fei’s head and kissed him. Ye Fei submissively parted his lips and gave him his opening. 

Yan Xiao’s kissing skills were subpar. He accidentally bit Ye Fei’s tongue once and lips twice. After it was over, Ye Fei leaned against his arms while laughing loudly. “It seems you need more practice.”

Yan Xiao apologized before he fingered Ye Fei’s face and emphasized stubbornly, “But it doesn’t matter, we have many years to practice, right Ye Fei?”

Ye Fei’s eyes flickered, but he could not speak.

Yan Xiao believed that Ye Fei had yet to recover from the kiss. The adrenaline rush could indeed lead to a range of conditions such as aphasia, confusion, and more. 

Fortunately, he had fully recovered.

So Yan Xiao helped Ye Fei to agree. “Yes.”