143. Wait for Me to Come Back
After eight o 'clock, there were more and more customers in the bar. The bartender looked at He Jin, who was drunk in the corner, and gave the waiter a look. The waiter understood. Usually, in this kind of situation, they would find the customer's wristband and dial the nearest number that the customer had contacted, so that their family or friends could pick them up.
The waiter was about to go over when he heard the wind chime on the bar's lintel. A new customer in a black leather jacket pushed the door open and entered with the autumn wind.
It was a very tall young man. He wore a pair of aviator sunglasses in the middle of the night, and a thick scarf covered his chin and lips. Only his handsome nose could be seen from his face.
The waiter's eyes lit up. Although the man was fully armed, his movements couldn't hide his brilliance. Even without looking at his face, just looking at his figure, he was a dazzling man. After hesitating for a moment, the waiter decided to receive him first.
But after the man came in, he stood in place and looked around. He didn't look like he was here to drink, but to look for someone.
Sure enough, when his gaze moved to the corner, he suddenly paused and walked straight in that direction.
He Jin closed his eyes and leaned against the table. His brain hurt like it was being pricked by needles, and his heart was beating extremely fast. He didn't know if it was because he drank too much coffee or because he was drunk, but he had never drunk as badly as he did now.
Qin Yang came in front of him, and his gaze swept over the half-empty bottle of martini on the table, the half-melted ice cubes, and the thin, sharp-jawed … lover.
He had just waited in the car outside for two hours. At night, he had casually eaten a sandwich bought by the driver. He hadn't showered or removed his makeup. Qin Yang didn't know what he was waiting for, or what he was looking forward to. He was like a fool.
Was he looking forward to seeing this person again? What could he say after seeing him?
Three years ago, He Jin had already made it very clear that he couldn't ignore his parents. He wanted to get married, have children, and have a perfect family. None of these were things that the Qin Yang at the time could solve for him. He didn't even give him a chance to beg him to stay. He left so quickly and so suddenly.
Thinking of the three years that he hadn't heard from this person, Qin Yang's lips curved into a mocking smile … He Jin, how could you be so cruel to me?
Since he left, why did he hide in the crowd and look at me with that kind of infatuated and sad eyes? Since he didn't want me anymore, why did he come to a place like this to drink? And he was dead drunk!
Qin Yang reached out and stroked He Jin's cheek … He had lost weight and looked very depressed. His complexion was also very poor.
He Jin frowned and let out a drunken murmur.
Qin Yang suddenly felt incomparably angry. He was so drunk. If it was another strange man who touched him, would he also be so defenseless?
Grabbing He Jin's arm, Qin Yang dragged He Jin up from his seat without any hesitation!
He Jin opened his eyes and felt dizzy. He couldn't see clearly. He shook his head and tried his best to open his eyes wide to see the person in front of him clearly. But when he shook his head, the whole world shook with him. He Jin lost his balance and fell forward!
Qin Yang subconsciously reached out and hugged him.
He Jin leaned on her shoulder and smelled an unfamiliar cologne. He felt slightly uneasy and began to struggle weakly, mumbling something indistinctly.
Qin Yang was so angry that he was about to go crazy. He grabbed He Jin's arm with one hand and wrapped it around his shoulder. He was going to drag He Jin out of the bar.
When he was dragged to the door, the waiter politely stopped him. "Sir, may I ask if you are this customer's …"
"Friend." Qin Yang spat out these two words coldly. Without waiting for the waiter to react, he forcefully pulled He Jin, who had almost slipped, and directly walked out.
After pushing He Jin into the car, Qin Yang briskly ordered the driver on standby, "Return to the hotel."
On the way, he called his assistant and asked for a new room. The young assistant asked curiously, "Get a room? The reception has already given you a special room. What's the use of another one? "
Qin Yang was a little impatient. "Just do it. Don't ask so many questions."
The young assistant timidly asked, "Oh, then what kind of room do you want?"
"A big bed room. Also, help me buy some hangover medicine." Qin Yang glanced at the unconscious He Jin leaning against him. His eyes became darker and darker. He said to his armband, "Two boxes of condoms and a bottle of lubricant. Remember to buy the best brand."
"Oh, hangover medicine. Condoms …" Wait. The young assistant was stunned for two seconds. She was shocked. She asked with fear and trepidation, "B-Brother Qin, you're bringing someone back?"
Qin Yang didn't avoid the topic. "Yes."
The young assistant said, "This, this … Brother Qin, when you arrive in a while, Little Zhou and I will go down to pick you up. Come up alone. There might be reporters lurking nearby. If I'm photographed, Brother Peng will definitely kill me …"
Qin Yang gently rubbed He Jin's neck and said, "There's no need. If they get photographed, then so be it. The person I'm bringing back is my own person."
The young assistant was speechless.
When they arrived at the hotel's underground parking lot, Qin Yang finally dragged He Jin out of the back of the car. He Jin's legs were weak. He clutched his stomach and retched, but nothing came out.
No matter how drunk He Jin was in the past, he had never lost his composure like this. It seemed like he had completely drunk too much this time!
In order to prevent him from falling, Qin Yang had no choice but to bend down. He stretched his arm over He Jin's knees and carried the guy who couldn't even stand steadily.
… So light! Qin Yang frowned deeply. Had this guy not eaten for the past three years?!
The young assistant was waiting for Qin Yang at the door of room 1108. When she saw him carry the person back, she curiously peered into his arms … It seemed like, like the rumors said, it was a man! Orz...
After swiping the card to open the door for them, the young assistant followed them in. She placed a small plastic bag of things that Qin Yang wanted her to buy at the entrance and tactfully left. Before she closed the door, she thought of something and reminded him, "Brother Qin, don't forget that the plane is at eight tomorrow morning. Wake up at 6: 30 at the latest to go to the airport. Um, at night … take it easy."
After saying that, she hurriedly closed the door for the two of them, covered her face, and ran away.
Qin Yang was speechless.
After throwing He Jin on the bed, Qin Yang took off his sunglasses and scarf and threw them to the side.
He Jin was a little awakened by the fall. His eyes were slightly open as he stared at the ceiling listlessly. He was still in a daze.
Qin Yang looked at him, and a ball of fire ignited in his heart. He knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, pinched He Jin's chin, bent down, and kissed him as if to vent his anger.
Because he didn't control his strength, a rusty smell spread on the tip of Qin Yang's tongue. However, not only did he not stop, but he became even more violent. He was like a vampire that had been thirsty for a long time, and the blood between his lips was the only antidote that could prolong his life.
… It's been three years, He Jin. Back then, you broke up with me out of your wishful thinking and wanted me to withdraw from your life. Did I agree?
He Jin frowned and snorted softly. There was an unfamiliar smell of tobacco between his lips and tongue. He raised his hand in panic to push away, but for a drunk person, no matter how big his movements were, it was like a flowery fist or an impractical kick. It was soft and powerless.
Even though all the cells in his body had been soaked in alcohol, He Jin's subconscious was still screaming "danger" because of the unfamiliar smell of tobacco and the almost violent actions …
… This person wasn't the Qin Yang in his memories!
Qin Yang let go of him, but his hand was still pinching He Jin's chin. He gently lifted it, forcing He Jin's misty eyes to meet his gaze.
He Jin's entire body went limp, and his head felt like it was splitting. His vision was blurry, but he heard a low and cold voice ask in his ear, "Do you know who I am?"
… Qin … Yang?
It was Qin Yang's voice …
He Jin's eyes widened in an instant, and his pupils rapidly contracted. Adrenaline surged, and his mouth went dry … He recognized this voice. This was the voice that he had been thinking about day and night.
… Qin Yang, is that you?
He wanted to answer, wanted to ask, but his lips squirmed, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.
Because he couldn't speak, he hurriedly reached out and took the initiative to hug the blurry figure. Like a drowning person seeing a piece of driftwood, he used all his strength to instinctively struggle to grab him and then kiss him.
Qin Yang … Don't let go of me …
Qin Yang … I miss you so much …
Qin Yang was stunned, but he quickly took back the initiative. He Jin no longer resisted. He narrowed his eyes slightly and kept responding. With this kiss, He Jin felt as if his nearly withered soul had been irrigated by a sweet spring. He could no longer tell if this was a drunken illusion or reality. If he had known that he could dream of Qin Yang when he was drunk, he would have preferred to stay drunk every night …
Qin Yang … I'm in so much pain …
Qin Yang … Save me …
"… After leaving me, did you take good care of yourself?" Qin Yang's voice was hoarse as he asked through gritted teeth.
"Are you married?" Qin Yang's voice trembled slightly at the end. "Are you happy?"
He Jin's eyes welled up with tears. It was unknown if he had heard it.
"Say something!" Qin Yang roared at him.
"… Ah!" He Jin instinctively hugged Qin Yang's neck and rubbed his face against him, begging for mercy. His lips gently pressed against the other's ear.
Qin Yang's tears fell as he choked out, "You've become like this now. How can I bear to let you go … Ah?"
He wished that he could be cold-blooded and leave without looking back like He Jin.
But he couldn't do it. It had been three years, and no one knew how much effort he had put into suppressing the urge to look for He Jin. He had worked hard and worked hard to become stronger and stronger … He thought that he had almost forgotten about He Jin, but when he saw him again, the longing he had been suppressing for a long time instantly backfired. He shamelessly followed him again, looked for him, and stuck to him …
"I owe you." Qin Yang bit the other person's lip. "I must have owed you in my previous life, He Jin …"
It wasn't until two or three in the morning that the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.
At twenty minutes past six, the alarm on his wristband rang. Qin Yang immediately opened his eyes and turned it off. He looked at He Jin beside him with a tired expression. He Jin hadn't been woken up, but he was frowning slightly. He hadn't slept well.
Qin Yang kissed the space between his eyebrows and rubbed his lips that had been kissed raw. He didn't linger and quietly got out of bed to put on his clothes. Qin Yang quickly packed his things and left before his assistant knocked on the door. When he left, he happened to bump into his assistant who had rushed over. Qin Yang looked at the time and said hoarsely, "Get Little Zhou to look for me in my room at ten."
After returning to his room, Qin Yang quickly took a shower and washed up. When he came out, Little Zhou was already there.
As he put on his clothes, he instructed in a low voice, "Xiao Zhou, you stay in Q City. Help me follow the person in Room 1108 for a period of time. Find out where he lives, what he's doing now, and whether he …" Qin Yang paused and said gloomily, "Does he have a girlfriend."
If He Jin was married, he should have heard the news from his former classmates. Fortunately, he hadn't heard it yet. Qin Yang had always been afraid of hearing it.
After adjusting his emotions, he continued, "And his mother, I remember she has depression. Can you check how her condition is now? The more detailed the information, the better. Send me a message as soon as you understand anything. I'll probably be free next Thursday after I'm done with the next event."
Little Zhou nodded. "Got it."
After tidying up, Qin Yang went downstairs with a group of people and got into the car. Through the car window, he looked in the direction of the hotel's eleventh floor. Qin Yang's deep eyes were filled with conflicting viciousness and love.
He Jin, wait for me to come back. I don't want to set you free anymore.
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