Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

After a few days of doing nothing at home, Lian Qingyang and Xia Xiaoxin couldn't hold it in any longer, so they decided to take a risk and go to the bar. It happened that someone was having a birthday and invited them to go. The venue was Huichiwan, a high-end club with all kinds of entertainment facilities. If you want to get in, you have to pay enough money as a membership fee. It is usually a place where rich young men organize parties, eat, drink and have fun.

The two of them went to the appointment with great enthusiasm. They were not very familiar with the friend, and the friend invited them out of courtesy. No one expected that they would actually come. Before, Lian Qingyang, who was not used to interacting with others, would go to the bar to have a drink and relax. He always refused such invitations.

The presence of Lian Qingyang and Xia Xiaoxin gave the man a lot of face, and some people were eager to come over and toast him. Xia Xiaoxin could drink quite well, so he didn't refuse. After taking a sip, he even recommended it to Lian Qingyang: "It has a strong fruity flavor. Maybe it's a low-proof fruit wine."

"No." Lian Qingyang shook his head. After all, some light-tasting alcohol would definitely have a strong aftereffect, and he didn't want to do anything excessive when drunk.

The birthday friend handed Lian Qingyang a glass of juice and said, "Since you don't want to drink alcohol, a drink will do the same. How about trying this?"

After taking the cup, Lian Qingyang looked up at the man, cautiously leaned in and sniffed it, then he felt at ease to drink it, sipped his lips to taste it, and then nodded to indicate that it was okay.

Lian Qingyang, who was feeling full after drinking juice, was about to go to the restroom. He leaned over and asked Xia Xiaoxin if she wanted to go with him. After receiving a negative answer, he went to the restroom alone. When he returned to the private room, he sat back in his original seat, but did not see Xia Xiaoxin.

"You just said you didn't want to come with me, but you went to the bathroom by yourself?"

The cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrated against his leg. Lian Qingyang took out the phone and found that it was Zuo Yanchen calling, but it was only three o'clock in the afternoon and it was not yet time for Zuo Yanchen to get off work.

Thinking of this, Lian Qingyang was afraid that Zuo Yanchen had something important to say, so he went out and walked to the end of the corridor to answer the phone.

As soon as I picked up the phone, the person on the other end asked, "Where are you now?"

"I'm... outside, what's wrong?"

The voice was a little distorted through the phone, but Zuo Yanchen's displeasure could still be heard: "In the bar or watching the game?"

Lian Qingyang lowered his head and didn't respond. Zuo Yanchen remained silent until Xia Xiaoxin hurried over and pulled Lian Qingyang outside. "Qingyang, let's go quickly. My second brother probably knows I'm here."

As Xia Xiaoxin stepped out of the club, the sunlight outside allowed him to spot Xia Zhili standing not far away facing him. He paused and stood still. Before Qingyang even hung up the phone, he heard Zuo Yanchen say, "Did Xia Zhili come to see you? Go home early. I'll be back later."

After the call ended, Xia Zhili walked up to the two of them. He didn't look at Xia Xiaoxin, but smiled faintly at Lian Qingyang: "You are Xiaoyi's friend, right? The kid he used to play with when he was a kid. I'm his second brother, you should know me."

Seeing Lian Qingyang nod silently, he curled his lips, looked at Xia Xiaoxin and said, "I'll take Xiaoyi back first. I'll just trouble you to send his luggage back. Xiaoyi knows the address and he will send it to you later."

After saying that, without waiting for the two to react, he grabbed Xia Xiaoxin's wrist and walked away steadily.

Lian Qingyang's eyesight was surprisingly good. He stood still and watched Xia Zhili walking in front. Xia Xiaoxin was dragged to keep up. The two walked all the way to the front of the car. Xia Zhili helped open the passenger door and let Xia Xiaoxin get in first. Then he put his hand on the roof of the car, bent down, smiled and said something, then returned to the driver's seat and drove away.

*

When he opened the door, Zuo Yanchen was already sitting on the sofa in the living room. Lian Qingyang met his gaze, but he didn't know what to say. He turned his eyes and saw the suitcase next to the coffee table. It belonged to Xia Xiaoxin.

Zuo Yanchen also looked at the suitcase and said, "I just had someone pack his luggage. Go and see if there's anything missing."

Lian Qingyang took a few steps to the suitcase, tilted his head and asked him, "Do you know Xia Zhili?"

Zuo Yanchen didn't deny it, but only said: "Send his things over first, Lao Zhang will be here soon, and we can sit down and talk about the rest later."

Xia Zhili went abroad when he was a teenager. With his own abilities and means, he was able to thrive in a new environment. Later, he met Zuo Yanchen by chance. The two have been together for more than ten years. Now they can understand each other's thoughts with just one glance. Xia Xiaoxin is the person Xia Zhili talks about most often. Xia Zhili takes a leave of absence every year and returns to China. It has been like this for many years. He seems to have a morbid sense of responsibility towards his younger brother.

Xia Zhili often said that Zuo Yanchen and he were both ruthless people in a sense, but once they fell in love, things might get out of control.

Zuo Yanchen didn't take it seriously until he met Lian Qingyang after returning to China.

He was used to using any means necessary to achieve his goals, so the beginning of their relationship was not very pleasant. So he restrained the crazy thoughts in his mind and did not let the relationship between them deteriorate too much. However, Lian Qingyang was not very obedient and always tried to lower his bottom line. Then he kept lowering his bottom line, but he did not want the emotions in his heart to accumulate too much, just waiting for an explosion point.

Zuo Yanchen raised his eyes and looked deeply at Lian Qingyang's back. His black pupils seemed to be brewing with uncontrollable emotions.

Lian Qingyang explained the address to Lao Zhang, closed the door, turned around and sat down on the sofa. He looked at Zuo Yanchen impatiently and urged, "Go ahead."

Facing the bright eyes staring at him, Zuo Yanchen's momentum suddenly weakened, but he still advised with a slightly stiff tone: "You should go to places like bars less often in the future, and it's best not to participate in those extreme sports."

"Stop!" Lian Qingyang raised a finger in front of the two of them and covered his ears with his other hand. "I'm not here to listen to your lectures. Hey! Are you raising me as your son? I already have a father, I don't need another one. And..."

Zuo Yanchen was shocked by Lian Qingyang's strange train of thought. He lowered his eyes and watched Lian Qingyang's mouth opening and closing. He didn't really listen to what he said afterwards. His body leaned slightly over, and the distance between them was slowly shortening. Lian Qingyang was stunned. He sat in his seat with his mouth slightly open, not moving, watching Zuo Yanchen get closer to him.

Then a warm kiss landed right on his lips. Zuo Yanchen didn't move, but pulled his face back. He stared into Lian Qingyang's eyes and asked, "Do you think I would do this to my son? Hmm?"

Before Lian Qingyang could say anything, another kiss fell, but this time it didn't end immediately. Instead, she pressed against his lips and rubbed them carefully, as if she wanted to go deeper.