It was already noon when Lin Si woke up again.
He was so hot that he got up from the messy quilt, using both hands and feet, took off the clothes and pants that he didn't have time to take off last night, and got in again.
Two seconds later, he got up again and found the phone from his coat pocket.
As soon as I unlocked it, I saw the message pushed by Bubbles.
Y asked him: "Is get out of class over?"
It was almost twelve o'clock last night.
He squeezed his fingers, turned on the voice-changing software, and then clicked on the voice button at the bottom of the chat box, and made a voice call to Y.
beep…
beep…
beep…
In the past half a minute, when the page was about to close, the voice stopped and it was connected.
"Um?"
The voice from over there was very deep, and a little hoarse from just waking up.
"Are you sleeping?" Lin Si subconsciously asked in a low voice.
There was a slight rustle in the ear, and Y had already changed his sober voice: "No."
"Did I wake you up?"
"I'm almost waking up," Y said, "I don't have to go to work today."
Lin Si smiled relaxedly: "On New Year's Eve, I don't have to go to work either."
"Um."
Before making the call, Lin Si felt that he had a lot of things to say to Y, but now hearing Y's voice, he suddenly ran out of words.
He seemed to be able to hear Y's breathing from the sound of electric current.
Close to the ear, within reach.
"Have you eaten yet?" Y asked him.
Lin Si rolled his Adam's apple, and replied in a low voice: "Not yet, I don't want to get up."
"Let's eat something."
"For a while." Lin Si wanted to hear Y's voice first.
"Now eat."
Lin Si pursed his lips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, this person is so old-fashioned.
If it must be described in a positive way, he feels that Y is like a cello, with a deep and long voice, solemn and quiet, but it always makes people feel stubborn and gentle at many inadvertent times.
The bow sticks to the string, single, but full of special liking.
"Then are you eating?" Lin Si asked him, "You just woke up."
Y paused, as if being questioned suddenly by a child at home, it was very embarrassing.
"I eat too."
Lin Si laughed, and rolled around under the quilt with his mobile phone in his arms: "Let's chat for a while."
"What are you talking about?" Y asked him.
"Hmm... can I ask something more personal?" Lin Si got Y's permission first.
Y: "It's okay."
"Last time you told me that you are not a programmer, so what do you do? Why do you work overtime every day?"
Y said: "Start a company."
"Is the boss still working overtime so late?" Lin Si asked.
"The software industry has just started." Y told him.
Lin Si made an envious voice: "Start your own business!"
Y paused for a moment before saying, "It doesn't count, my mother gave the start-up capital."
"That's also starting a business. No wonder you are so busy every day. It must be difficult at the beginning." Lin Si chattered, and he started talking endlessly.
"I also wanted to open a bookstore before. In fact, I don't like reading books, but I think it's very comfortable to stay in a bookstore. Whether it's watching movies or sleeping, it's very comfortable. That's why I want to buy tatami mats There is a soft sofa, and there is going to be a coffee shop inside. I don't like coffee, but I like to smell the aroma of coffee... "
After he finished speaking, Y asked him: "Why did you want to open it before?"
Lin Si smiled regretfully: "I'm too busy, this wish may have to wait until I retire, and I have a new plan, I want to buy a small villa, and then open a homestay nearby, it will be easier, if you are busy If you come over, I will open a bookstore again."
Y: "You can't make that much money as a dance teacher."
"..."
Why is this person hitting people like this!
Lin Si calculated his own assets in his heart: "I still think I have a chance, but I can't afford to go to two stores by myself. I opened these just to make it easier for me to lie down. If I have to work late If so, then I won’t leave.”
Y: "You still have Alpha, if there are two of you, come here quickly."
"That's right..." Lin Si raised both eyebrows, "You're right, I still have Alpha!"
"Um."
Y's sound was very soft, scratching the unexpected itching of the pinnae, like someone gently sweeping Lin Si's heart with a feather.
Lin Si blurted out: "Crooked, then are you willing to open a homestay and bookstore with me in the future?"
Only the sound of electricity is left in my ears.
There was silence for a full five seconds.
Lin Si pouted in disappointment, and tilted his head to the side as if out of breath: "Aren't we in a relationship like this?"
"Would you like to come out and meet me?" The male voice in the speaker suddenly became much colder.
Lin Si froze for a moment, his eyes unconsciously swept down.
It was impossible for him to meet Y, and he didn't even dare to tell Y who he was.
The adventure is that he takes the risk alone, but if he fails, the ending will not be borne by him alone.
Countless people have told him countless times that you can't fall in love, you can't expose your relationship, you have to be responsible to fans, the team and staff...
These words have been repeated for many years, becoming his shackles, and also a golden rule that he keeps in mind.
Lin Si hesitated and said, "Isn't it good to meet..."
The previous silence was repeated between them.
After a while, Y's tone rose, with a tone of mocking children: "You are not stupid."
"Huh?" Lin Si asked him, "Why am I so stupid?"
Y said: "I didn't say you're stupid, but you're not really stupid."
"Why does it sound like you are still scolding me?" Lin Si chewed his words for a while, "You are indeed calling me stupid."
Y laughed again.
Lin Si scratched his ears: "Don't laugh, my ears are itchy."
Y is more serious: "We don't trust each other, it's hard to say we're in a relationship."
Lin Si buttoned the cashmere blanket with his fingers: "Actually..."
"Don't force yourself to trade secrets for trust." Y interrupted him.
Lin Si lowered his eyes, thought for a long time, and said, "I will tell you in the future, really, we will have a chance to meet."
Y replied very slowly: "Well, I—"
The voice was interrupted, Lin Si said "huh?", took off the phone, looked at the interface, and the chat was indeed over.
He made another call, but no one answered.
Five minutes later, Y said: [There is something urgent.]
Lin Si could only remind him: [You remember to eat]
But Y didn't even seem to have time to reply with an "um".
Xiaoshan Hospital.
The lights outside the operating room were brightly lit, and more than twenty people stood restlessly at the door.
Lu Yan seemed to be the least mindful of the surgery among the group.
He was separated from the crowd, standing alone in a far away place, like the rime on the tree outside the window, hanging very high, looking far away, but also very lonely.
All kinds of whispered conversations fell into his ears in twos and threes.
He even smelled perfume and exposed pheromones on some of the Omegas.
These smells mixed with the smell of disinfectant, like a box of rotten bananas that have been stored for a month.
"Mr. Lu, do you want to rest first?"
Deng Tian, who had been cautious for a long time, was half a meter behind Lu Yanxie.
"Why don't I get you a thick coat?"
His voice was not too low, and many people heard it, so there were more discussions among the crowd.
Before Lu Yan could open his mouth to drive him away, the lights in the operating room went out, and the crowd rushed to the exit in unison.
The attending doctor pushed them away slowly, and came to Lu Yan.
"The operation was a success."
Lu Yanwei nodded incredulously, and the doctor said again: "We have to move to the ward on the thirteenth floor."
The ward on the thirteenth floor was almost the same as the ICU. Going to the ward on the thirteenth floor explained that a successful operation did not improve Lu Shaoming's health. The nearly ten-hour operation was just pulling the person hanging on the cliff for a while. Bundle.
Lu Yan turned around and looked at them from left to right.
Most of them hoped that Lu Shaoming would die in this lonely New Year's Eve.
Can't wait was written on their faces, Lu Shaoming was already unconscious, and it was useless to show any reluctance and sadness at this time.
It seemed more important than anything else to be able to know how many corners he occupied in the will years ago, even if he came here in the cold wind, he would not hesitate.
Lu Shaoming was lying on a surgical stretcher and was pushed out by the medical staff. His face was lifeless, like a golden-leaf Metasequoia downstairs in a hospital.
Deng Tian first grabbed the edge of the stretcher, and then followed the stretcher close to Lu Yan.
"Mr. Lu, I'll send old Mr. Lu..."
"I don't need you anymore." Lu Yan moved away, looked at Lu Shaoming, and then looked up at Deng Tian, "Go to Duan Yang in the next year, and he will pay you the salary for this period of time."
"President Lu..."
Lu Yan didn't give him another look, turned around, pressed the corners of his mouth down, and looked at all those people who came here for nothing, and finally stared at the boy standing on the windowsill smoking a cigarette.
The man seemed to see him too, hooked the corners of his mouth, and pinched the cigarette butt in his hand.
Lu Yan left straight away.
There were few pedestrians on the street on New Year's Eve, and it took about half an hour from Xiaoshan Hospital to the place where Lu Yan lived, but he drove around a few times before returning home in the dark.
When he was about to enter the parking lot, a thin figure rushed in front of the car. Lu Yan stepped on the brakes suddenly, and moved forward half an inch while holding the steering wheel.