Please update your browser: Your browser is obsolete, you need to update or switch! Missing var() support! Missing grid support! Missing (flex-) gap support! Missing aspect-ratio support! Missing container query support! Missing clamp() support! Missing -webkit-line-clamp support!
    Header Background Image

    Asianovel

    The world's first crowdsourcing-driven asian bl novel translation community

    Looking at the time, he wanted to send a text message to Gu Yaoyang to be safe, but suddenly remembered that he had never asked for Gu Yaoyang's cell phone number.

    never mind.

    Lin Yuyan closed his eyes, thinking that they should never have contact again in the future, it doesn't matter whether they report safety or not.

    After lying down for five minutes, he suddenly got up, ran to his bag and found a note.

    On it was written the address that Gu Yaoyang had left for the school at will, and a string of clear cell phone numbers. Lin Yuyan laughed happily, saved the cell phone number, sent another text message, and reported his home.

    After a long while, no one replied, Lin Yuyan put the phone aside and went back to the room.

    The next day, my father came back on time. He was always on time, it was exactly seven o'clock in the evening.

    Lin Yuyan stood in the living room obediently waiting for him to enter the door, and called out, "Dad."

    Lin Zhiyuan was in his forties, wearing an iron-gray suit and glasses, with a serious face. He hadn't seen his son for a long time, and he didn't show any enthusiasm. He nodded slightly and went directly to the restaurant.

    Auntie handed him a warm towel to wipe his hands, and then handed a piece to Lin Yuyan, and started serving it. Lin Yuyan sat in an orderly manner, until his father picked up the chopsticks, and then raised his hand to pick up a shrimp.

    "Have you been to Zhuo Hang's house recently?" Lin Zhiyuan's voice was like a deep bell, with a shallow "Chuan" hidden between his eyebrows.

    Lin Yuyan made a sound of "um", afraid that he had said something wrong, so he didn't dare to add.

    Lin Zhiyuan seemed to be a little dissatisfied with this matter, looked at him and said, "I won't stop you from making friends with him, but don't be too close. You will be competitors in the future, don't forget this just because you have a good relationship."

    Lin Yuyan responded, but did not refute. In heart, muttered that father had always been like this, so he had no friends.

    "Have you chosen a university yet?" Lin Zhiyuan asked again.

    Lin Yuyan said: "Now, I haven't started reporting yet..."

    "Let's learn management." Lin Zhiyuan didn't listen to him, and decided on his own: "I've already found the school for you, the one in this city. I can't go too far. I'm going to the company for an internship during the holidays."

    Lin Yuyan was stunned, put down his chopsticks and said, "But Dad, I want to apply for art..."

    Lin Zhiyuan frowned and interrupted him again: "Do you still want to learn to draw?"

    Lin Yuyan nodded.

    Lin Zhiyuan asked bluntly, "Are you good at drawing?"

    After saying this, Lin Yuyan fell silent completely. His father left after dinner. He still had a meeting to start, and he didn't wait for his son to finish the meal.

    Lin Yuyan listened to the heavy sound of the door slamming, and kept his head down. There were still half of the shrimp left on the plate.

    It was true that he was not good at painting, but his father still made him feel uncomfortable when he said it so bluntly.

    The phone kept ringing, and his aunt helped him bring it from upstairs. Lin Yuyan said thank you and left the restaurant to connect.

    The call was from Gu Yaoyang, and he only had time to reply when he received the text message.

    Lin Yuyan said in a heavy nasal voice, "Hello."

    Gu Yaoyang immediately asked, "What's wrong with the sound?"

    "It's okay." Lin Yuyan made up a random reason: "I just sneezed."

    On the other hand, Gu Yaoyang was in a mess, and it sounded like he was not at home, "Did you go to the bar?"

    Gu Yaoyang said, "No." He didn't know who he said to change his signature, so he asked, "What's the matter with you texting?"

    Lin Yuyan said, "It's okay, I just want to tell you that I'm home."

    "Oh."

    He was aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to utter a word. He first pretended to sneeze covertly, and then sniffed and said, "Well, it's nothing to do, I'll hang up first."

    Gu Yaoyang said yes, and hung up the phone at the same time.

    Lin Yuyan sighed softly, opened the door of the studio, and sat on the ground flipping through the things he had painted since childhood. Some of them were okay, some were really not. The confidence that Mingming regained only a few days ago, his father's words, brought him to the bottom again. He felt ashamed and wanted to find a place to hide, and inexplicably, he thought of Gu Yaoyang. It's really safe behind him, if he's there, you can let him hide for a while.

    After an unknown amount of time, with a thud, the window of the balcony seemed to be smashed, Lin Yuyan stood up in confusion, walked over and pushed open the glass door.

    The windbreaker outside is a bit cold, it seems to be cloudy, and there is a protective net on the fence outside the yard. It was installed by his aunt a few days ago. It is said that the electricity is turned on, and no one dares to climb in.

    He lowered his head and just saw a person standing under the street lamp outside the wall with a suitcase beside him.

    It was Gu Yaoyang.

    "You, why are you here?"

    Gu Yaoyang sat on the lamp post and said lightly, "I'm here to see you cry."

    Lin Yuyan almost forgot about this, hurriedly wiped his red and swollen eyes, pressing down on the grievances that had grown exponentially, and choked up in denial: "I, I didn't cry."

    After finishing speaking, Dou Da's tears fell down with no face, even more turbulent than just now.

    Lin Yuyan rubbed randomly, thinking that it was too strange. He had no idea where this extra grievance came from, but from the second he saw Gu Yaoyang, it came inexplicably.

    Chapter 19

    Gu Yaoyang stood outside and couldn't come up, so he had to change into a piece of clothes and go down. Auntie was already asleep, so there was no need to explain to her who was coming outside.

    Lin Yuyan's nasal voice was still a little heavy, but his tears stopped. The inexplicable emotion just now was really confusing. Standing on Gu Yaoyang's face at this time, he was a little embarrassed.

    He glanced at the suitcase and asked, "Where are you going?"

    Gu Yaoyang said: "Foreign."

    Lin Yuyan was stunned: "Are you going to travel?"

    Gu Yaoyang said: "No"

    Lin Yuyan thought about it again, and suddenly opened his eyes: "You wouldn't be..."

    Gu Yaoyang asked, "What is it?"

    "You're not going to play professional games!"

    Gu Yaoyang seemed surprised and said, "Can you guess that?"

    0 Comments

    Enter your details or log in with:
    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period. But if you submit an email address and toggle the bell icon, you will be sent replies until you cancel.