Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

The group ate and drank their fill and left the restaurant before the sun had set.

Ma Sixue raised his hand to block the sun, frowned and looked back at Lian Qingyang: "Brother Qing, where are we going next?"

The others also looked at Lian Qingyang, who obviously had no plans to go back to school right now.

Lian Qingyang walked at the end with Jing Chen. He tilted his head to glance at Jing Chen, who was looking down, then shook his head at Ma Sixue and said softly, "Jing Chen and I will go back to school first. You can take them out to play. If they go to the store on Qingshui Street, just put the bill in my name."

Although Ma Sixue was usually very calm, he was very sensible at this moment. He glanced at Jing Chen, who seemed a little abnormal, and agreed: "Then we will go out and play first. You and Brother Jing go back to the dormitory to rest. Do you need me to go back and call you?"

On Sunday evening, at 7:00 PM, Lian Qingyang took out his phone to check the time. It was just past 5:00 PM, so he shook his head and said, "Let's go back and take a nap. Don't get so engrossed in yourselves that you forget the time. You should take a taxi half an hour early."

Ma Sixue nodded and watched the two get into the car before telling the others to go to the next location. He did not answer or explain any of their questions or guesses.

*

Lian Qingyang noticed that Jing Chen was acting abnormally because everyone was leaving the private room one after another, but Jing Chen was sitting quietly on the chair without lifting his butt at all. As soon as he stood up, he felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled. The force was not strong but it could not be ignored.

The person who did this hung his head and said nothing. Lian Qingyang waited until the last one to leave before bending down and leaning closer to him. He gently pushed him, his voice soft, "Feeling dizzy? Stand up first. Let's go back to the dormitory, okay?"

Jing Chen raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, as if he was thinking about what Lian Qingyang said. Then, after hearing the soft repetition, he slowly stood up, and without asking for support, he leaned next to Lian Qingyang and followed him out.

After getting on the car, Lian Qingyang had just sat down when the corner of his clothes was pulled. He lowered his head and slowly pulled the corner of his clothes out of Jing Chen's clenched hand. When he looked up, he saw that his eyes were wet and he was staring at him without blinking. There was a hint of grievance in the corners of his eyes, as if he would cry in the next second. However, his eyes revealed his emotions, but his face was still cold.

Lian Qingyang sighed lightly, and reluctantly pried open his loosely clenched fingers and stuffed his own hand in. The hand that had been at his mercy suddenly clenched, and shook it lightly twice, and only let go when he was about to get off the car.

At this time, people were coming and going in the school. Lian Qingyang was grabbed by the corner of his clothes. He tried his best to ignore the inquiring eyes around him and walked towards the dormitory with Jing Chen. Jing Chen followed closely. He walked when the people around him walked and stopped when the people around him stopped. He was very honest. At least that was what Lian Qingyang thought before entering the dormitory.

*

With a "bang", the dormitory door was slammed shut, and Qingyang was pressed against the door panel before he could react.

His mind was in a turmoil as he was held tightly in his arms, with a head on his shoulders and two arms wrapped around his waist, slowly tightening. The faint smell of rice wine and peaches mixed together, with a tendency to slowly ferment, lingered at the tips of their noses.

Without rejecting the hug, Lian Qingyang put his arm around Jing Chen's waist, patted him gently, and said softly, "How did you become like this after just one sip? I won't let you drink anymore. You're so well behaved outside, but you go crazy behind closed doors, right? You're here just to seduce me."

The person in front of him didn't say anything, but just held Lian Qingyang's hand tighter and turned his head around his neck, as if shaking his head to deny his words.

Lian Qingyang was helpless and coaxed patiently: "Okay, let me go first, okay?"

Jing Chen raised his head and looked at Lian Qingyang steadily. His face was tense, the corners of his mouth were turned down, his brows were furrowed, and tears were welling up in his eyes, trying not to fall.

Lian Qingyang saw this and couldn't help but reached out and gently pinched Jing Chen's face: "Don't cry, why are you such a crybaby? Go sit on the chair first, I'll get you some water."

Jing Chen then slowly loosened his hand, but his body did not move, still leaning tightly against Lian Qingyang.

"Come, sit down." Lian Qingyang took his hand and led him to sit on the chair, then turned around to pour him some water.

Jing Chen sat motionless, his eyes following Lian Qingyang, then he took the water and drank it in one gulp, holding the cup and looking up at the person standing in front of him.

Lian Qingyang saw that he had something to say, so he stood there without moving. The two looked at each other for a while, and he couldn't help but speak first: "What's wrong? What do you want to say?"

"Kiss me." Jing Chen finally spoke. Seeing that Lian Qingyang didn't move, he frowned even more tightly, sniffed twice, and lowered his head dejectedly. "You kissed me when we were little and said you would be responsible for me. But now I'm in front of you, and you don't recognize me and you still refuse to kiss me."

Lian Qingyang finally took action, leaning down and reaching out to cup Jing Chen's face, kissing him on the forehead with a "plop". He thought to himself: "Xiaojiu, save this video well! I want to polish it!" It turns out that a man's tears are the best dowry.

Xiaojiu didn't dare to watch any longer, and put the video into her private folder in a second. She cracked some virtual melon seeds and scolded him, "You're such a fool! You're trying to comfort someone before they even start crying. You'll be completely subservient to this man from now on. Even the dowry won't last long in your hands."

Lian Qingyang, who was in a good mood, pretended not to hear and waited for the kiss on the mouth as requested. Seeing the person's expression return to normal, Lian Qingyang asked in confusion: "Are you using your drunken behavior to trick me into behaving like a hooligan?"

The proud figure paused after hearing this, then stood up and slowly crawled onto the bed: "I feel a little dizzy, go to bed and rest."

Lian Qingyang waited until he climbed up before speaking: "That's my bed."

Jing Chen, in a very good mood, pretended not to hear.

Lian Qingyang had no choice but to reciprocate.

*

It was time to go home again. This time, Lian Qingyang finally waited until his father was resting at home. He went to his study to find him early on Saturday morning.

Lian Zhiqi was busy processing documents at the time. He glanced up at Lian Qingyang, who had just knocked and was stuck in the crack of the door, when he heard the noise. He lowered his eyes to look at the documents and asked, "Why are you up so early? Come in and find a place to sit. What do you want now? I remember you wanted that Qingshui Street last time you came to see me." Then he changed the subject, "I heard from your homeroom teacher that you did well on the exam this time. Although I mentioned it in the video, I still wanted to tell you in person that you have made progress. Your mother and I won't force anything. Just keep up your level. What did you like this time?"

Normally, Lian's father treated Lian Qingyang quite well. Although he knew that he was not his biological son, he never lacked him in material terms. He was also very considerate in terms of family affection and would even call him to the study every once in a while to give him some advice.

Lian Qingyang looked at the person sitting behind the desk with an indifferent look. He clearly knew his son's current situation, but he still had the patience to let him find an imposter to stay at home safely, and he had no intention of bringing his biological son back.

He pondered for a long time, waiting until Lian Zhiqi raised his head, and then he slowly said, "I've found someone this time. Dad, can you help me get him?"

Lian Zhiqi frowned and thought for a moment, but still refused: "It would infringe upon the personal freedom of others and constitute a crime. You kid, you're worried about your father living too long, right?"

"Then it's okay if he volunteers, right?" Lian Qingyang stared intently at Lian Zhiqi and spoke each word in a flurry, "I've chosen my deskmate, Jing Chen."

With a "click", the uncapped pen fell to the ground and rolled away to who knows where.