Before the plane took off, Lu Jingshen sent a message to Fengsi.
âIâm on a flight back to China, in two months at the most. Iâll come back to London to see you again. If youâre no longer here by then, please tell me where youâve gone? Iâll come to find you.â
After sending the message, he kept staring at the phone screen until the plane took off from the end of the runway, and there was still no reply from the other side.
Fengsi had a cigarette in his mouth, casually dismissing the pop-up dropdown box, and narrowed his eyes as he slowly rubbed the screen, looking at the photo of Lu Jingshenâs face.
It was a photo he took of Lu Jingshen feeding a pigeon next to a roadside café in France.
With just a few bread crumbs, one could easily lure cunning pigeons, but it wasnât as easy to lure the person who wanted to feed them.
Lu Jingqingâs plane landed in London at noon the next day. As soon as she arrived, she received a message from an unfamiliar local number.
âCan you spare some time to meet? â Fengsiâ
Lu Jingqing furrowed her brows, not wanting to pay attention to it at first. But then, she seemed to think of something and replied, sending him an address of a cafe: âMeet me at this café at 4:30 pm.â
â¦â¦â¦
Lu Jingqing entered the café, and Fengsi was already waiting at a table, leaning back in the chair and looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows at the street scene. When he heard footsteps, he turned his gaze towards her and stood up very gentlemanly to welcome her to sit down.
âI heard that you prefer lattes. I just ordered one for you; please have a seat.â Fengsi said as Lu Jingqing sat down, not avoiding his direct gaze.
She asked straightforwardly, âHow did you know I was coming to london? Who did you ask for my phone number? And who did you ask about my preferences?â
Fengsi smiled, âyou are indeed more impatient than Mr Lu. Alright, I knew you were coming here because I overheard your phone conversation with Lu Jingshen that day.â
âAs for the other two questions, the source was your younger brother,â he answered frankly, âI get along well with him, so I asked him for your contact information, and he casually sent it to me.â
Lu Jingqing remained expressionless, âSo, what do you want from me? Go straight to the point.â
âRegarding Lu Jingshen,â Fengsi didnât beat around the bush either, âI think there are some things that he might not know, but you definitely do. The reason why heâs so homophobic and even developed psychological issues.â
Lu Jingqingâs face darkened slightly, âWho said heâs homophobic? Even if he were, itâs none of your business, right?â
âAnyone with eyes can see that heâs homophobic,â Fengsi stated matter-of-factly, âyou donât need to bear such hostility towards me; Iâm only concerned about Lu Jingshen. As for our relationship, Lu Jingshen may deceive others, but I doubt he can deceive you. That photo isnât fake, and you should be well aware of that.â
Lu Jingqing replied, âWhat do you want with Ashen? Are you after him for money? I heard from Liu Jie and Chi Xie that youâre constantly partying and indulging with different men and women. What right do you have to sit here and ask me about Ashen?â
Fengsi fell silent for a moment, then looked back at her seriously, no longer teasing, âDo you think I spent seven years searching for him all over the world for some ulterior motive? I met him seven years ago in Africa, spent three months together, and then he disappeared without a word. He even refused to tell me about his background. I had no choice but to search everywhere he might be for seven long years before finally finding him.â
A hint of surprise appeared in Lu Jingqingâs eyes, âYou met him seven years ago in Africa?â
âI donât have any reason to lie about this,â Fengsi said.
Lu Jingqing thought for a moment and said, âSince he disappeared back then because he didnât want any relationship with you, why bother him now?â
Fengsi asked her in return, âDo you think he can be happy without my interference, given the way heâs lived these seven years? You should know better than me what kind of life he had.â
As he finished speaking, the screen of the phone placed on the table lit up; it was a new WeChat message from Lu Jingshen.
âI just arrived at the company and am preparing to start work. I have a meeting later; thereâs a lot to do, but Iâll contact you later.â
During the past couple of days, Lu Jingshen had sent him more than ten messages, and Fengsi hadnât replied to any of them. He didnât know if Lu Jingshen was feeling frustrated or not, but he certainly wasnât discouraged and kept sending new messages.
Lu Jingqing caught a glimpse of their WeChat conversation and frowned, âHeâs messaging you, why arenât you replying?â
Fengsi put away his phone, âI donât want to.â
Lu Jingqingâs tone wasnât pleasant, âIf thatâs the case, why did you come to me and ask about him?â
Fengsi said, âletâs talk sensibly. Back then, he left without a word, abandoning me. It took a lot of effort to find him, and when I did, he treated me as just a fuck buddy. He refused to acknowledge our relationship to others, and when the photo was exposed, I became the victim. He made me leave the company directly and denied my existence in front of everyone. Do you still expect me to ignore all that and accept him unconditionally?â
Lu Jingqing asked in a stern tone, âDid he come to London to find you?â
Fengsi nodded, âTo be honest, I donât know what heâs thinking either. I stayed with him, but he was afraid and didnât want others to know about us. I left as he wished, but he still seemed dissatisfied, as if he were deeply upset. He repeatedly came to find me, saying he would see a psychologist. So, whatâs the reason? What could be so serious that he needs to see a psychologist?â
Lu Jingqing held the coffee cup tightly, and her struggle became apparent in her expression. However, her guard gradually lowered as she continued, âAre you serious about Ashen? If youâre just playing around, then donât look for him anymore. It doesnât matter whether he has issues or not; it has nothing to do with you.â
âI want to know,â Fengsi persisted, staring into Lu Jingqingâs eyes, âplease tell me.â
His tone wasnât forceful, but Lu Jingqing felt a sense of oppression, making her uncomfortable. However, as she thought about Lu Jingshenâs disoriented state during this period, it seemed like everything was repeating the situation from seven years ago when he returned from Africa. At that time, she simply believed it was a psychological issue for Lu Jingshen, but only today did she suddenly realize that there might be another man involved in the matter.
âI didnât know that he would be interested in men before,â Lu Jingqing finally let go of her defenses, âHe does have a fear of homosexuals and significant psychological issues.â
Fengsi asked, âWhy?â
There was a fleeting darkness in Lu Jingqingâs eyes, âPTSD.â
Fengsiâs gaze flickered, and Lu Jingqing continued quickly, âBoth he and I attended universities in the United States, but in different states, as you are well aware. Although homosexuality is common in this era and Westerners keep spouting political correctness, conservative areas are still very conservative. Especially in the United States, different regions have vastly different views. The place where Ashen studied was more conservative. Many of his classmates were religious and held anti-homosexual views, but there were exceptions.â
âThere was one male student secretly in a relationship with a man off-campus. He later contracted AIDS and was abandoned. Someone maliciously exposed his private life at school, and since then, everyone avoided him. Perhaps because Ashen is too easygoing, the professor arranged for that male student to study with him. At the time, Ashenâs attitude toward homosexuality was that it didnât concern him; it was his nature not to openly discriminate like others did. He treated that male student like any other classmate, and because of this, that male student saw Ashen as a lifeline.â
âOne day while Ashen was out shopping alone, that male student abducted him, locking him in a dark basement. He repeatedly poured out his grievances to Ashen, sharing his love and hatred for the other man, his lover, how the man infected him with the disease and then abandoned him. He wanted Ashen to understand and sympathize with him. At that time, he was already seriously ill and developed AIDS shortly after contracting it, and combined with constant drug use, his health had deteriorated significantly. His mental state was not good either, but Ashen didnât give him the reaction he wanted. He only wanted to leave, which drove him crazy. He injected Ashen with hallucinogens and kept him locked in the basement. He even recorded videos and took pictures of Ashen.â
Lu Jingqing spoke quickly, and for her, that was also a memory she didnât want to revisit. The emotions in Feng Siâs eyes gradually sank, transforming into a complex and indescribable gloominess. âWhat happened next?â
âLater,â Lu Jingqing hesitated, as if she didnât want to continue, âlater, Ah Shen was rescued, but it was already two weeks later. The other guy had overdosed on drugs and died in the rental apartment. His body was discovered by the neighbors, and they called the police. When the police arrived, they found Ah Shen locked in the basement, barely alive. He hadnât eaten anything for nearly three days and was only surviving on half a bottle of mineral water.â
âWhen he was rescued, he saw the rotting and smelly body of the other guy, and he vomited on the spot because he hadnât eaten in so long. He vomited stomach acid and even coughed up blood. When I received the news and rushed over, he was already in the hospital, where he stayed for more than half a month. His physical injuries healed, but he was left with severe psychological trauma. For a period of time, he suffered from insomnia, nightmares, hallucinations, and almost couldnât continue his studies.â
âOnly he and I knew about this incident. He didnât want our parents to worry and repeatedly asked me not to tell them. I helped him keep it a secret. After he was discharged from the hospital, I arranged for him to see a psychologist, but due to his fear and aversion, it had little effect. Eventually, he refused to go again. After graduation, he said he wanted to be alone and take a break and travel. I was worried and wanted to accompany him, but he didnât agree and insisted on going alone.â
âAfterward, I learned that he went to Africa. One day, he suddenly messaged me, saying he didnât plan to come back for a while and would stay there for a few months without contacting me. Then he turned off his phone. I couldnât reach him and worried for three months until he finally came back.â
âAfter that, he seemed like a different person. He was already not talkative before, but after that incident, he became even more closed off and isolated. I still wanted him to see a psychologist, but he refused. When he returned to the country and started working at the company, he seemed to have returned to normal on the surface, and I thought there was no need to make him face those painful memories again, so I didnât bring it up with him.â
Lu Jingqing ended her account with a complex expression and looked directly at Feng Si. âDo you understand? I donât want to pressure him, so I hope you wonât pressure him either. He might have done some wrong things, both in the past and now, but if you canât accept it, thereâs no need to force him to completely let go of his fear of homosexuality. After going through such an experience, itâs difficult for anyone to do that.â
âDo you really think he has returned to normal?â Feng Si asked calmly. âDo you believe his current issues are only related to his fear of homosexuality and his unwillingness to accept himself as gay? Havenât you noticed that even his normal social interactions have become problematic?â
Lu Jingqing immediately refuted, âThatâs impossible. These years, he has dealt with family and work without any issues. What problems could there be?â
Feng Si shook his head. âBesides those, what about him? He may excel at being a perfect son and a good sibling, but has he really shared his true feelings with you or your family? Do you or your family really know what heâs thinking? He may handle subordinates and business partners with ease, but does he have true friends? His so-called childhood friends only maintain the relationship for business cooperation. During weekends and holidays, apart from working overtime, his only entertainment is either going to the gym alone or watching movies at home. Donât you think thereâs something wrong with that?â
âOf course, I know that there are many people who prefer solitude and donât interact with others much, but why does Alex behave like this? Itâs because he hasnât fully recovered from the trauma of the past, and he fears opening up to others, so he chooses to isolate himself. You know this deep down, why deceive yourself and think thereâs no problem?â
Feng Siâs voice was compelling, and Lu Jingqingâs face turned cold, but she couldnât argue back, âWhat about you then? What do you really want from Ah Shen? Do you plan to be with him for the long term?â
Feng Si didnât answer immediately, remembering that late night when he returned home and saw Lu Jingshen waiting for him in the car.
From the beginning, he never intended to truly let go and if Lu Jingshen came looking for him, he wouldnât let him go again.
No matter the pain or difficulty, he would help ease Ah Shenâs burdens.
His seven years, the unwillingness and obsession, also required a final answer from Lu Jingqing.
âYour younger brother asked me before about the relationship between me and Alex,â Feng Siâs voice paused slightly, meeting Lu Jingqingâs gaze, and he calmly answered her, âI told him my words donât count; only Alexâs words matter. Now youâre asking me, and itâs still the same.â
âI donât want him to see me as a lifeline before he truly understands himself. Itâs unfair to him and unfair to me.â
âWhen Alex truly comes out, then I will consider a long-term relationship with him.â