Strangers Ten Years Later

When Xu Fangzhi called, Lin Jin was busy with the company's affairs without touching the ground. He didn't know what went wrong recently. The tasks were falling like snowflakes. Lin Jin felt that he was about to be tortured crazy. Coupled with the harassing text messages Liu Yan sent from time to time, the dosage of his medicine has reached a peak.

In addition, a large amount of sleeping pills are added every night, which is enough to allow him to sleep for a few hours.

Xu Fangzhi's side sounded a little noisy, but his voice revealed a sense of freedom: "I'm here, and today I participated in their traditional festival, which is very interesting."

"Really?" Lin Jin asked vaguely while looking at the computer, "What festival?"

Xu Fangzhi spoke for a long time over there, but Lin Jin didn't concentrate until Xu Fangzhi called him, and he suddenly realized: "Huh?"

"Busy?" Xu Fangzhi said, "If you're busy, I won't bother you."

Lin Jin smiled bitterly: "Recently, the company has arranged a lot of tasks for me for some reason."

"Okay," Xu Fangzhi nodded, "Actually, I made this call to tell you—if you need help, just tell me."

Lin Jin paused, and subconsciously said, "Did Yu Yan tell you?"

"...Well." Xu Fangzhi paused, "She is also worried about you, afraid that something will happen to you."

"I know." Lin Jin lowered his eyelids, looked at half of the pictures on the computer, and suddenly felt a little dull.

He is busy, why.

Xu Fangzhi said: "You've been too busy and under too much pressure recently, and there are also my reasons for it, which makes me feel sorry." Xu Fangzhi's voice was subconsciously gentle, "Your company, there should be some kind of annual leave. Kind of like that? Why don't you take a leave of absence and come on a trip together to broaden your horizons?"

Lin Jin opened his mouth and was about to speak when the doorbell rang suddenly. He was taken aback for a moment, then got up and walked to the door: "There is a knock on the door, wait."

Lin Jin didn't think too much, and directly pushed the doorknob: "Excuse me—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

There was actually a bouquet of bright roses at the door, and then the roses moved down, Ye Ziyuan's face was revealed, the other party was obviously a little embarrassed, his face was flushed, he moved a little bit awkwardly, and said: "Ah Jin, I..."

Lin Jin subconsciously hung up the phone.

The hand on the doorknob tightened slightly, and the door was about to close.

Ye Ziyuan quickly stretched out a hand and put it on the door rail, Lin Jin's hand stopped immediately - if he slammed the door hard, Ye Ziyuan's hand would be useless.

Lin Jin let out a foul breath, very helpless: "What are you going to do?"

"...Send you roses." Ye Ziyuan said vaguely, looking in with uncomfortable eyes.

Strange to say, it's not that Ye Ziyuan never gave Lin Jin anything before, and even often did, but he never felt this way - both shy and angry, and also very afraid that Lin Jin would refuse.

You must know that he never felt this way when chasing other people before. He always held unparalleled confidence and expected that the other party would not refuse.

Even Ji Cheng, whom he had been chasing for a long time, never made Ye Ziyuan feel stiff and embarrassed.

"What are you doing?" Ye Ziyuan stuffed the rose into Lin Jin's arms, and wanted to come in while talking.

Lin Jin sent the roses back again, and opened her hands to protect the door of her room, not allowing Ye Ziyuan to come in.

Ye Ziyuan looked at him aggrieved: "Ah Jin, I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten yet."

"Young master of the Ye family, can you lose a place to eat?" Lin Jin looked at him unmoved, "I don't want roses, you can take them away."

Ye Ziyuan gritted his teeth, put his feet on his feet and took a look inside: "Are you alone?"

The meaning of this sentence is self-evident, Lin Jin suddenly laughed: "So what if I'm not alone?"

Ye Ziyuan's heart was stabbed hard, and he was furious, but seeing Lin Jin's indifferent face, he didn't dare to vent it, so he took a step back while pulling the rose, and said, "If you don't give it away, I will throw it away." Yes, I bought it for thousands of dollars, and it is said to be the latest variety, which symbolizes eternal love."

How could Ye Ziyuan care about a few thousand yuan, but Lin Jin was very frugal, and Ye Ziyuan was sure that he would accept it.

But what he didn't expect was that after hearing this sentence, Lin Jin only pointed to the big trash can at the corner of the corridor not far away: "Throw it there, don't throw it at my house."

Ye Ziyuan put his arms around the rose, and before he could say anything more, Lin Jin took advantage of the gap when his hand moved away, and closed the door with a "bang".

Ye Ziyuan was swept away by the cold wind brought by a door, and he ate the door shut full of grievances.

The rose in his hand was angrily thrown into the trash can by him. After going down two floors, he didn't know which tendon was wrong, and felt reluctant, so he came back and picked it up again, and put it by the door.

After thinking about it, he simply sat down on the steps, turned on his phone and played for a while.

Anyway, it's okay to go back, stay here, although you can't see Lin Jin, you can feel that Lin Jin is right next to him, which can make him feel at ease.

In the old community, the sound insulation of the house is very bad. Even sitting on the sofa in the living room, Lin Jin can hear the sound of Ye Ziyuan playing mobile games in the corridor, which makes him feel very bad.

Ye Ziyuan gave him roses, actually gave him roses.

Lin Jin smiled and thought it was ridiculous.

He didn't understand what kind of tricks Ye Ziyuan was playing, what was this man thinking when he heard that kind of words and was still pestering him?

Xu Fangzhi called again, but Lin Jin didn't answer, and turned off the mute. The other party called about two or three times before he wiped his face and replied to the other party's text message.

Lin Jin: I'm fine. It's just a temporary incident, which has been resolved.

Xu Fangzhi: If you call me, I will do my best.

Lin Jin didn't reply.

He was annoyed by the sound of playing games, so he turned on the TV. After watching variety shows for a while, he felt even more bored, so he simply turned on the TV and turned it on mute.

So Ye Ziyuan's voice of playing games fell into his ears more clearly.

Until the phone screen rang again, Lin Jin still said that it was Xu Fangzhi, and he didn't even see that the caller ID was connected, but what appeared on the other end was a voice that made Lin Jinru fall into the ice cellar.

"Tsk," Liu Yan chuckled, "I thought you wouldn't answer."

Lin Jin's hands shook violently, and the expression on his face quickly stiffened: "Liu Yan?"

"You remember my voice so clearly?" Liu Yan laughed softly, "It seems that you still miss me very much."

A string in Lin Jin's mind that had been tense broke instantly. He stood up abruptly and paced back and forth on the spot. Liu Yan's voice sounded like Abi Hell in his ear. He could hear it clearly, but There is no way to systematically connect a sentence in my mind.

Liu Yan seemed to have said a lot in a low voice, but Lin Jin didn't receive a word, he was a little out of breath, quickly threw away the phone, turned around to look for medicine, he put some in the cabinet of the coffee table in the living room, But that short distance seemed to Lin Jin to be as long as a whole life.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but he couldn't. The numb pain almost made his whole body stiff.

Finally, Lin Jin fell headlong. He stretched out his hand to pull the things in the cabinet, but all the things inside fell down with a loud noise.

Ye Ziyuan, who was playing mobile games outside the door, was scolded by his teammates several times and didn’t care, because he was just looking for something to do. In fact, his ears were always paying attention to the movement in the room. When he heard such a voice, he immediately stood up. Shouted: "Ajin? What's wrong with you, Ajin?"

The knock on the door almost broke the sky. Lin Jin heard Ye Ziyuan's voice, which seemed to be far away and near, and opened his mouth to respond, but he couldn't do anything.

I really don't have that strength.

"Fuck!" Ye Ziyuan began to kick the door, "What's wrong, tell me something!"

Lin Jin struggled and fumbled to pick up the medicine bottle from the ground, and stuffed it into his mouth indiscriminately, not even caring about drinking water. The next second, with a "bang", Ye Ziyuan kicked open the old wooden door of the old house, Lin Jin had wanted to change the wooden door for a long time, but he never found the opportunity.

Lin Jin quickly threw the medicine bottle under the coffee table, thinking helplessly—it seems that he still needs to change the anti-theft door.

"What's the matter?" Ye Ziyuan rushed forward and hugged Lin Jin by the waist, touched his forehead and then his neck, "Why is your face so pale? Did you fall down? Where does it hurt?"

Ye Ziyuan's face showed undisguised anxiety.

Lin Jin stared at him blankly. After a while, the feeling of palpitation dissipated. He lowered his eyes and expelled such Ye Ziyuan from his mind.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, it's just a little anemia."

"Lie down." Ye Ziyuan put him on the bed, covered his body with the quilt, "I'll go get you something to eat."

After finishing speaking, he casually put back the fallen drawer on the floor, tidied up all his things, and kept thinking in his mouth: "Did you not be in good health before, why did you become anemic when you left me and came to Shanghai? Lin Jin, you know this Is that why——" At this point, Ye Ziyuan stood up straight, pointed at him and opened his mouth.

"Why?" Lin Jin asked subconsciously.

"Because I'm not by your side!" Ye Ziyuan said as a matter of course.

Lin Jin: "..." He sighed and pulled the quilt up to cover his face.

Ye Ziyuan snorted: "So don't try to run away from me." Then he walked out, "Wait, I'll get you something to eat."

"The quality of your door is not very good. I'll open it as soon as I kick it. I'll give you another anti-theft door tomorrow, the one with a fingerprint lock..."

Lin Jin silently covered his ears under the quilt.

Maybe it was because of the medicine, or maybe it was really because Ye Ziyuan appeared beside him and acted as his medicine, Lin Jin really calmed down bit by bit.

After suffocating in the bed for a while, he lifted the quilt to breathe, but when he heard the sound of broken porcelain bowls, he couldn't help but get up with a dark face.

He just knew that Ye Ziyuan, the young master who doesn't distinguish between five grains and stretches out his clothes for clothes, can't find anything to eat.

As soon as Lin Jin sat up, his movements froze, and he sighed and sat back down.

Forget it, let him go.

Drowsy and about to fall asleep, Ye Ziyuan couldn't bear it anymore and pushed open the door: "Ah Jin—should I put the oil or the egg first in the fried egg?"

Lin Jin turned over and covered her ears with a pillow: "I won't eat."

"No, I have to eat," Ye Ziyuan said in a commanding tone, "then you sleep, I will try it myself."

Ye Ziyuan knocked on the door.

He thought for a while, tried to put the egg first, but the pot was covered with paste, and finally brushed it clean, and then put the oil in again, but it was still paste, so he had to go online to ask for help under a headache, and finally understood, then Lin Jin was already fast asleep.

Ye Ziyuan broke four or five eggs back and forth, and finally gave up and ordered takeaway.

Lin Jin was awakened by the smell of takeaway in the middle of the night, and opened his eyes in a daze. In the dark room, there was only light from thousands of lights coming in from outside the window.

He vaguely saw that Ye Ziyuan gently lifted him up, fed something into his mouth with a spoon, chewed subconsciously, and unexpectedly found it delicious.

Lin Jin stared blankly at the other party, thinking he was dreaming.

How could Ye Ziyuan be so gentle to him?

Cooperating with the opponent's movements almost mechanically, until Ye Ziyuan wiped off the oil from the corner of his mouth, he hummed awkwardly and said, "How am I treating you?"

"Being so nice to you, isn't it a little less annoying to me?"

Lin Jin woke up immediately, and he really almost caught the sugar-coated bullet.

Lin Jin shivered all over, pushed the opponent's hand away: "I'm going to sleep."

According to Ye Ziyuan's character, I'm afraid he will still be entangled. Lin Jin even thought about what to say next, but unexpectedly, Ye Ziyou paused and said, "Have a good rest."

Lin Jin pretended to be confused, eyes were lightly closed and Ye Ziyuan put him down, tucked the corners of the quilt, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt someone lightly touch his forehead.

——It was a kiss from Ye Ziyuan.

He never kissed his forehead, what an intimate gesture.

Lin Jin's body was slightly stiff, and his eyelids trembled slightly.