Chapter 34

Chapter 34

"Su Yan, when I came back today, I found it snowing outside, so beautiful."

"Um."

"When you're not so busy, let's go to Mt. Fuji. Go to see the snow - see snow during the day, eat sukiyaki, soak in the hot springs at night, and have sex after the hot springs."

Xia Tingwan and Su Yan were lying in the fluffy quilt, he hugged Su Yan's arm, looked up at the bay window, and muttered.

In the night, Xuxu Baixue looked particularly gentle, and it seemed that even through a layer of glass, she could feel the snowflakes falling softly on her body.

Su Yan smiled, he pressed up from behind and kissed Xia Tingwan's back, and said in a low voice, "Little guy, if it's such a wave, it's better to finish this time first."

Xia Tingwan also snickered, and when she turned around, the thing slipped out of her body.

He got into Su Yan's arms head-on, and mischievously clamped the thing between his thighs. When he heard Su Yan groaning, he raised his head and kissed Su Yan's lips.

"I love you."

Xia Tingwan said it again, blinked and asked, "Say, do you love me?"

"Love."

Su Yan looked at Xia Tingwan's cherished eyes with a little helplessness, and said in a low voice.

Xia Ting smiled.

He knew the answer when he asked.

So don't be in a hurry to ask, without any hesitation.

When the pair of peach blossom eyes curled up sweetly, it was like catching a handful of wet light from the lake.

He reached into the quilt to support the part where Su Yan was still standing, raised his butt and sat in.

A drop of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, Xia Ting sighed uncontrollably, shook his head and said coquettishly, "Let's rest for a while... just for a while."

Su Yan was not in a hurry, just held his face gently and moved twice very slowly.

Xia Tingwan wrapped her legs tightly around Su Yan's waist.

He was very close to Su Yan, and he could hear Su Yan's heartbeat and feel Su Yan's warm breath.

Perhaps at that distance, Su Yan looked at his face with too hot eyes.

Xia Tingwan's heart suddenly couldn't help beating in panic.

He didn't know what he was thinking at that moment, but he subconsciously reached out to cover the scar on his right face.

It was only then that he remembered what Su Yan had said to him - saying that once there is a scar on his face, what a beautiful person will become an eyesore.

After so long, he actually thought he had forgotten.

But the original fearful memory of that sentence was still sealed in the bottom of my heart. When it suddenly came up, I couldn't control it, as if my heart fell from a height in vain.

Su Yan looked at him with deep eyes, took his hand and tried to pull the fingers covering his face away.

Xia Ting struggled for a while and refused to put it down. He whispered, "Su Yan, at that time... you said that I had scars on my face and it was ugly."

There was a bit of stubbornness in his eyes—

But only a little bit, looking deeper, the grievance is still soft in the end.

Su Yan didn't speak, he pulled him into his arms and forcefully opened his fingers.

Looking at the long, narrow and obscure mark on his right face, Su Yan's eyes darkened fiercely, pressing his chin and kissing the scar repeatedly, so hard that Xia Tingwan felt his skin It's like they're going to be roughly crushed.

"Not ugly,"

Su Yan apologized while kissing him, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, Tingting. You're not ugly, I just..."

He paused there, and when he mentioned that incident, he seemed to suddenly suffocate his breathing, and fell silent for a while.

"That morning, when I woke up and saw you leaning on my shoulder and sleeping soundly, for a moment, I seemed to have forgotten everything before. I didn't remember anything about the car accident or wanting to get a divorce. Just as light and beautiful, just like the year we first got married, you wake up beside me every day, lying in my arms like a little bird, like it will never fly away. I want to bow my head and kiss you, Then, you woke up—when you turned your head, I suddenly saw the scar, and I..."

"Tingting, I really..."

Su Yan finally couldn't talk anymore, he said sullenly, "I'm sorry."

Xia Tingwan couldn't take it anymore, and hugged Su Yan's neck tightly, even her legs stubbornly entangled with Su Yan.

He suddenly thought, fortunately, their bodies are still connected in that hidden place, otherwise he would really collapse.

Being loved to the extreme, I even feel pain.

If he was a hedgehog, he would have liked to pull out every thorn of his own, and then tremblingly offered it to Su Yan.

But not.

Can't do that.

He won't hurt himself again.

He hurts one point, Su Yan wants to hurt the remaining nine points for him.

He only shed a drop of blood, but Su Yan's heart was already dripping with blood.

So he must love himself very much, to love himself brightly, strong and magnanimous.

...

Xia Tingwan kissed Su Yan's forehead over and over again.

They were snuggling together like two little beasts, and he rarely had the chance to hug the fragile Su Yan so intimately, which gave him a novel and warm feeling.

"Su Yan," Xia Tingwan stood up and suddenly said, "Let's remarry."

Su Yan raised his head in surprise.

There was an almost negligible hesitation in his deep eyes, but Xia Tingwan didn't notice it.

"Um."

Su Yan responded vaguely, he was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Tingting... let's take a while. After a while, I'll step down, okay?"

Xia Ting didn't quite know whether he had said that he would remarry for a while or whether he would step down after a while.

But the word resignation really caught his attention.

He opened his eyes wide and asked softly, "You mean...?"

"Leave Hengtai." Su Yan said calmly.

Xia Tingwan was a little flustered at first hearing: "Is the work not going well? Did something happen to you on a business trip for so long?"

"No." Su Yan stroked Xia Tingwan's face and smiled: "I just don't want to do the family business anymore, I want to study a literature degree or something. Tingting, do you agree?"

This is undoubtedly something that sounds extremely absurd.

There is probably no second person in the world with a net worth like Su Yan who would want to leave the Hengtai Group and decide to study for a degree in literature.

To make this decision, the wealth to be put down must be calculated in billions, not to mention the power and status involved.

But Xia Tingwan heaved a sigh of relief.

He smiled relaxedly: "I thought you were in some serious trouble."

"I agree. Do what you want, of course,"

He rubbed his face on Su Yan's palm and said seriously, "I'll accompany you, if, if we don't have enough money in the future, we'll live in a smaller house, stop driving such a good car, and don't want to. There are so many servants. I will go to film to make money for you to study."

Perhaps his words were too naive, Su Yan couldn't help pinching the tip of Xia Tingwan's nose: "Little fool, you won't be short of money when you leave office."

Xia Tingwan smiled stupidly.

In his heart, nothing is more important than letting Su Yan do what he wants to do.

Just like Su Yan never asked him how much money he was going to make and how popular he was going to be.

Su Yan only asked what he wanted to do.

So does he.

As long as Su Yan wanted to resign himself to study, he would take it for granted, and he didn't even need to discuss any more, it might as well be more intimate with Su Yan.

He vaguely held Su Yan's fingers in his mouth, one after another, slowly and carefully.

Su Yan was hooked by him, and sparks lit up in his eyes again, and the part that was closely connected to his body clearly swelled.

Xia Tingwan didn't think it was enough, and suddenly sucked the index finger that Su Yan put in his mouth.

Su Yan took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help turning over and pressing him under him.

"I'm resting, sir."

Xia Ting smiled sweetly late, lying on her back with her legs wide open.

In fact, they used to do this often.

After getting married, he liked to stay in bed with Su Yan the most.

He couldn't keep up with Su Yan's physical strength, so he always acted coquettishly and wanted to rest for a while.

But he wouldn't let Su Yan go.

Let Su Yan stay in the body that still had a lingering rhyme after he was released, and then skin to skin, chatting intimately for a few days, kissing constantly, and then waiting for him to recover - then the second round, the third round wheel.

Like summer rain, pattering, lingering under the ground all night.

Su Yan is so powerful and energetic that he is like a big cat in the night, and can always satisfy him to the fullest.

At the moment of begging for love, Xia Tingwan thought that tonight would be no different.

Xia Ting regained his energy after resting for a while. Like a cat, he hooked Su Yan's chin with Bai Shengsheng's toes.

Su Yan's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and kissed Xia Tingwan's instep, and then gently held his naughty toes.

"Well……"

Xia Tingwan couldn't help but groan softly from her throat and eyes.

Su Yan leaned down and put his hands on both sides of his head, Xia Tingwan felt the hot body temperature of Su Yan's body, and the extremely intense heartbeat.

He closed his eyes, wrapped his legs around Su Yan's waist impatiently, and waited excitedly for the moment he entered.

But after waiting for a long time, Su Yan did nothing.

He couldn't help raising his body to wrap his arms around Su Yan's neck: "Sir, come in."

"Um."

Su Yan responded.

His voice was dull, but he still didn't move.

In the next instant, Xia Tingwan felt a sinking in vain——

He didn't realize what was going on, and he opened his eyes with a groan.

Only then did he see Su Yan falling heavily on top of him, his head hanging weakly beside his neck, and only the rapid and muddy breathing sounded in his ears.

"Su Yan...Su Yan!"

Xia Tingwan's heartbeat stopped for a moment, he propped up and hugged Su Yan tightly, his hands were shaking violently, and he struggled to break Su Yan's face.

Su Yan's face turned red because he couldn't breathe, and his chest heaved violently, but he was clearly still conscious.

He patted Xia Tingwan's back, took a few deep breaths, and then pointed to the trousers that had been taken off the side, and whispered a word: "Water."

Xia Tingwan's face turned pale with fright. Hearing Su Yan's words, he quickly lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed.

First, he pulled out a small medicine bottle with incomprehensible English written on it from Su Yan's trousers pocket, and staggered out of the house to pour water without thinking about it.

Although there was warm air in the room, the weather after the winter was very cold, and ran around naked and barefoot. Just this back and forth was enough to freeze people's hands and feet cold.

Xia Tingwan was completely unaware, and when she hurried back with water and medicine, she was cold.

Su Yan seems to have passed that strength, and his breathing is not so hard, and his face is also pale in the red.

He subconsciously raised his hand to lift up the quilt, and with difficulty he pulled Xia Tingwan's body into the quilt before taking the water glass.

Xia Tingwan's fingers trembled, and she didn't know whether it was cold or frightened.

Su Yan picked a grain from his palm, swallowed it with water, and closed his eyes in pain.

Xia Ting knelt down beside him late, panicked, but for a while, he didn't dare to speak to disturb Su Yan, so he could only clumsily hold Su Yan's palm with one hand, and the other hand gently and swayed the ground. He rubbed Su Yan's chest, which was gradually flattening.

Su Yan's hand was a circle bigger than his, with long fingers and well-defined knuckles.

Always warm and dry, holding him firmly makes him feel safe and tender.

It was the first time he felt the hand he was holding become so visibly weak.

Because of the cold sweat, it was very cold, and it was soft in his palm without the slightest effort, just like a man with a pale face and closed eyes in front of him.

Su Yan...

Xia Tingwan's nose was sour, and she didn't even dare to think about it any more, her eyes turned red unconsciously.

He pulled Su Yan's palm up and put it on his face, and then covered it tightly with his hand, as if he wanted to warm it up.

For the next few minutes, every second seemed to be stretched hundreds of times.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yan finally opened his eyes, and he called out in a hoarse voice, "Tingting."

Xia Tingwan's eyes widened suddenly, his lips were trembling, he barely restrained himself from crying, and asked in panic, "Su Yan, are you feeling better? What's wrong with you?"

"It's alright," Su Yan subconsciously wanted to smile to relieve Xia Tingwan, but the corners of his mouth were struggling, and he said in a low voice, "I was too tired over there, my heart was a little overloaded, plus I was catching a plane. I didn’t sleep much when I came back, the jet lag was not adjusted, and then…”

He spoke very slowly, his breathing gradually calmed down as he spoke, and his face reluctantly improved.

"Don't lie to me, it's not a matter of being tired, it's not a matter of being tired at all."

Xia Tingwan's expression became uncontrollably fierce: "Did you hide something from me? You were a little breathless when you carried me downstairs, then you said you were tired, and I believed it. But now you carry me with you. With medicine, how could it be just a matter of being tired? Su Yan - tell me, what's the matter? I, I..."

When he said this, he finally couldn't help biting his lip, and when he spoke, he couldn't help but bring a broken cry: "I'm too scared, Su Yan... How are you now? Why don't we go to the hospital? "

Su Yan didn't speak immediately, but lowered his head and took a sip of water.

When he looked up again, his expression was a little weak, and after a moment of hesitation, he said: "It was not very good when I was abroad, and sometimes I couldn't breathe. I hurriedly saw the doctor over there, and it was not too urgent. The doctor also said that the condition was okay, so I just kept a bottle of medicine by my side."

"Ting Ting," his eyes were complicated, and there was a hint of distress, and he hugged Xia Tingwan: "It's okay now, take it easy, don't cry, don't cry..."

Xia Tingwan hugged Su Yan, he didn't dare to exert too much force, and his breath was stuffed in his chest.

His eyes were all red, and he said tremblingly, "What is ok, how can the heart problem be fooled like this? See a doctor, Su Yan, please, it really can't be like this."

"Look, look."

Su Yan patted his back lightly, as if coaxing a panicked kitten: "It's not that I don't watch it, it's that I plan to check it carefully when I come back. The doctor didn't say that we can't have sex, I thought it was all right..."

He held Xia Tingwan's face up, and after a while he said in a low voice, "I guess I was too excited for a while."

When he said this, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, and smiled lightly at himself: "It scared you."

Xia Tingwan shook his head vigorously. He couldn't care about it now. He took Su Yan's hand and pleaded, "Su Yan, let's go see a doctor now? Okay?"

"Baby," Su Yan pressed his temples uncomfortable, and said softly, "I've been tossing for nearly 20 hours, and now I've taken the medicine, it's not dangerous. - Just let me sleep for a while, and I'll go after dawn. Hospital, okay?"

Xia Tingwan wanted to persevere, but looking at Su Yan's tired expression, she felt speechless.

He knew that Su Yan must have just booked a plane ticket and rushed back as soon as he knew about the reality show.

Thinking about it now, was probably busy with the unfinished work on the plane and didn't have a good rest. After came back, tossed with him for so long—

The sudden shortness of breath is probably also related to overwork.

He was really worried, but looking at Su Yan's appearance, his mind was in chaos, and he felt that Su Yan was right.

He habitually obeyed Su Yan, and he didn't know how to go against Su Yan's intentions.

"Good, don't worry."

Su Yan kissed Xia Tingwan's forehead.

There was a very deep tenderness in his expression.

Just like countless times before, he kissed Xia Tingwan like this and said softly, good night, my little prince.

Su Yan quickly closed his eyes, his breathing gradually became steady, as if he fell into sleep quickly.

Xia Tingwan didn't dare to sleep, he just lay on the pillow tremblingly, touched Su Yan's chest every few minutes, and stared at Su Yan's face foolishly.

It was boiled and boiled minute by minute, and I didn't know how many hours it was. During that time, he felt as if he had thought about a lot of things, but when he recalled it carefully, he didn't seem to think about anything.

It wasn't until the sky broke, that felt in a trance that eyes were so painful that couldn't open them.

Seeing that Su Yan was sound asleep, he quietly set a vibrating alarm for an hour later, and then held the phone in his hand.

After thinking about it, he closed his eyes and squinted for a while, and when the day dawned, he accompanied Su Yan to the hospital.

...

When opened eyes again, the sky was completely clear.

For a few seconds, Xia Tingwan's mind went blank for a while, and he only felt that his temples hurt badly.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up abruptly, and when he turned his head, he was surprised to find that he was the only one on the bed, and there was no trace of Su Yan by his side.

"Su Yan...?"

He tentatively raised his voice and called, and the huge master bedroom was dead silent, and no one responded to him.

He suddenly lifted the quilt, and finally found his mobile phone on the bed. The time displayed on it had already passed the alarm time he set.

He unlocked the lock tremblingly, and the interface stayed on the alarm clock interface.

There is no display that the set alarm has sounded.

He was pretty sure he closed his eyes only after setting the alarm.

Xia Tingwan's heart seemed to fall from the sky.

At that moment, he suddenly had a cognition that made him feel terrified——

It's Su Yan.

Su Yan deleted the alarm clock he had set.

His face turned pale all of a sudden, and he staggered out of the room.

The Su residence in the early morning was so quiet.

"Su Yan—"

Only his desperate cry pierced this peace.

...

The third floor has always been clean. Auntie Rong and the others hardly come up unless they clean at a fixed time or when they need help with chores.

No one heard his cries, and no one answered him.

Xia Tingwan stumbled to Su Yan's study, and the fingerprint lock of the study still kept him as usual.

As soon as the door was opened, the elegant furnishings inside were spotless, as if no one had disturbed them for a long time.

Xia Tingwan held the door frame, her legs were so sore that it seemed like she couldn't stand straight.

Su Yan is not here.

...

Su Yan once told Xia Tingwan that before marrying him, the study was the favorite place to stay in the Xiangshan mansion.

There seems to be a little world for him, and he feels very comfortable.

In the center of the study is an oil painting of a giant whale in the sea. The style is a bit post-modern. It was painted by a young artist friend who had already made a name for himself in New York when Su Yan was in college.

The furniture is a complete set of Baker.

Su Yan told him that Baker is the designated brand for the VIP lounge of the Oscars.

He invited European designers and brand communication to order a complete set, each of which is carefully designed and hand-polished.

Mature men also seem to have a little excitement in their hearts.

Su Yan rarely showed off his property in any form, but when he talked about the decoration of the study, he couldn't help but explain it seriously, even the texture of the wood should be mentioned carefully.

At that time, Xia Tingwan couldn't help yawning while listening, and Su Yan stopped talking.

Later, he also showed little interest in Su Yan's study, which seemed too elegant and old-fashioned, and every detail was so meticulous that he couldn't relax.

But he's also annoying.

When the interest comes, he will sneak in naked while Su Yan is working, and sit on the luxurious mahogany desk with his legs wide open, pressing the unreadable documents and materials under his bare buttocks. Don't let Su Yan continue.

He flew recklessly into a world he didn't even know himself, destroying a certain kind of higher-level sophistication and order.

He felt strangely happy being a nasty but beautiful little bastard.

Because he knew that he would always be forgiven, that he would be held in Su Yan's arms and gently arrested.

...

People's thoughts are sometimes so uncontrollable. Between the electric light and flint, the pictures in those memories seem to be coated with a layer of soft warm light, and they go back and forth in their minds a few times, making people want to stay there forever, not to. back to reality.

Xia Tingwan took a deep breath,

He tried hard to keep calm, but when he turned around and walked downstairs, his heart sank more and more.

When got to the first floor, saw Auntie Rong standing in the hall.

I don't know if it was because his face was too pale, but Auntie Rong looked worried.

Xia Ting opened her mouth late, and let out a dry grunt of unknown meaning from her throat. After adjusting her voice, she said hoarsely, "Aunt Rong... Where is Su Yan? Where did he go?"

"Xiao Xia, drink some water first."

Aunt Rong, who has always been calm and peaceful, was a little panicked and poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Xia Tingwan.

She looked at Xia Tingwan holding the cup, but refused to take a sip, and she couldn't help showing an extremely embarrassed look on her face.

She hesitated for a while and said softly, "Sir said, he will be away for a while. If there is no problem, he will come back. Please wait for him."

"Where did he go?"

Xia Tingwan shook his head and asked the exact same four words again.

His expression was so stubborn that it was almost a little scary.

Aunt Rong lowered her head, bowed apologetically to Xia Tingwan, and then closed her mouth in silence.

Xia Tingwan felt cold in her heart.

He picked the corner of his mouth pointlessly, bypassing Aunt Rong and continuing to walk out.

Along the way, he grabbed every servant in the Xiangshan mansion and asked over and over again.

"Where did Su Yan go?"

Where did Su Yan go?

No one could answer him.

The expressions on everyone's faces were similar, and their answers were exactly the same, with panic and helplessness on their faces, and in the end there was nothing but apologetic apology.

Every time Xia Tingwan asked, the despair in his eyes filled with another point.

There was an almost uncontrollable anger and mania in his chest, and he wanted to roar loudly, but he couldn't let it go.

He staggered open the door and walked out into the yard wearing only a thin nightgown.

The cold wind in the morning just after the snow fell was so cold, but he seemed to be unaware.

He pulled the servant who was sweeping snow in the driveway, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear what he was saying: "Can you... tell me where Su Yan went?"

The male servant was startled and shook his head vigorously: "I don't know, I really don't know."

Still the same answer.

Su Yan had already told everyone how to answer him.

"Plop" sound.

Xia Tingwan couldn't hold it any longer, and her whole body knelt in the snow.

The biting chill crept into his knees through the thin pajamas, and his lips turned white from the cold.

Auntie Rong followed behind, and was even more frightened when she saw this scene. She rushed up and tried to pull him up with the coat in her hand, but was pushed away by Xia Tingwan.

"roll!"

The voice ripped apart desperately in the wind.

His body trembled as he tried to grab something, his hands scratching on the ground unconsciously.

But the cold snow couldn't be grasped, it melted into icy snow in his hands.

"You all know what happened—"

He was trembling all over, like a desperate beast, his eyes were crimson, and he shouted: "You know Su Yan is sick, you know where he went. Each of you knows it, you already know it—Right?"

"But none of you told me. None of you told me!"

He raised his head, grabbed Aunt Rong's hand, and begged helplessly, "please, tell me - I'm his lover, Aunt Rong. He can't hide it from me, really can't."