After a simple chat, Lin Yuyan hurriedly hung up the video. Lin Yuyan was acting a little odd today as he stared at the empty glass by his bedside in a daze.
Last time, when he searched for information about boxing, he felt that it was just him helping a friend out, but looking at Gu Yaoyangâs body this time⦠He had a strange feeling about it, but what does that mean?
Was he envious? or was it something like⦠Like a sexual urge?
Lin Yuyan is not stupid. Although many things werenât clear to him in the first place, if the facts are in front of him, he wouldnât overly reject them.
But it was very strange.
It doesnât matter if he likes boys or not, but if he does, his crush shouldnât be Gu Yaoyang, itâs just not reasonable at all.
Obviously, he hated him a few days ago and he just changed his attitude towards him a little bit, but now he likes him? Isnât that too easy? Although he couldnât deny that Gu Yaoayang has many positive traits to him, isnât it impossible for him to suddenly develop feelings for the other?
Itâs not love at first sight.
Wait, love at first sight⦠Lin Yuyan hesitated for a while on these four words, then quickly shook his head.
Impossible, itâs probably because theyâve frequently been in touch recently and him seeing Xu Zeâs photos as well. It also coincided with the fact that he was very envious of Gu Yaoyangâs figure, so it must have made him yearn for it.
âYes?â Lin Yuyan suddenly grinned. Yes, this should be why!
If thatâs the case, he shouldnât contact Gu Yaoyang for a few days. If there is less contact, then naturally there will be no more messy thoughts.
The next day, Lin Yuyan got up early in the morning. He was going to see an art exhibition not far from his home, so he could go there by bike.
The bicycle in the garage was bought a few days ago, but he hasnât ridden on it much. Today, he moved it out to bask in the sun as he wiped the dust around it.
The body was black and white, and the flywheel and disc were limited components. Lin Yuyan thought the bike was very suitable for Gu Yaoyang. If he rode it, he would probably look much more handsome on it than him.
He thought this as he took out his phone and took a picture of the bike. When he got to Gu Yaoyangâs chat and he remembered he wouldnât contact him for a few days, he stared at the chat with a little worry and hesitated for a while before sending it to Zhuo Hang
Zhuo Hang didnât reply, but Lin Yuyan didnât care. He ran upstairs and changed his clothes before rushing to the art exhibition. This exhibition was much more high-end than the last one, it brought many famous painters from home and abroad, and some collections were also on sale. Lin Yuyan had been looking into this for a very long time.
When he arrived, there were already many people from the exhibition hall. They walked and went around before finally settling in front of an impressionist oil painting.
This painting was a bit special. A thin back was standing in a boxing ring. On the opposite side stood a huge chimpanzee. The size of the ape was dozens of times that of the teenager standing in front of it. It exaggerated the entire background.
The name of the painting was called âThe Ringâ, and there were countless audiences around the orangutan clapping their hands and applauding.
Lin Yuyan couldnât see the young manâs face, he could only see a vaguely existing scar on his back that was not deliberately displayed.
âDo you like this painting very much?â At this moment, someone walked up to him.
Lin Yuyan turned his head and saw a gentleman in a suit wearing a bell hat on his head.
He looked to be in his fifties, and the beard around his mouth was finely shaped. One side of it was black and the other was white, it was neatly trimmed and recognizable.
âYou areâ¦â Lin Yuyanâs eyes widened: âYouâre Mr. Zeng Yi?â
Mr. Zeng Yi, the author of this painting, smiled at Lin Yuyan and said, âI didnât think youâd know about me.â
Lin Yuyan excitedly said, âI like your paintings very much, Iâve bought every one of your collections.â
âOh, really?â
Mr. Zeng laughed as he rubbed the small goatee on his chin, âAm I really that famous in China?â
Lin Yuyan said, âItâs not a matter of fame, Iâll like a painting even if youâre not famous.â
Mr. Zeng laughed again, patted Lin Yuyan on the shoulder, and looked at the painting on the wall, âI like boxing very much. If it werenât for my poor physique and the wrong career, I would have liked to break a sweat on the ring like this young man.â
Lin Yuyan felt that this painting was somewhat familiar, especially the young man with a scar on his back. He wanted to ask in detail, but Mr. Zeng had already left; he didnât even ask for a photo.
But this didnât stop Lin Yuyan from being in a happy mood. After watching the exhibition, he ran out in a hurry, wanting to share his joy with Gu Yaoyang. He just took out his phone when he stopped.
After he thought about it, he decided to send it to Zhuo Hang with a sad face.
Zhuo Hang slept at one and got up in the middle of the night. He picked up his phone and checked the time. A dozen messages popped out of his notification. He thought it was the older sister who missed him, but he didnât have time to be happy when he found out that it was Lin Yuyan.
âWhatâs this all aboutâ¦â Zhuo Hang raised his eyebrows and flipped through his mobile phone: bicycles, art exhibition halls, little ants on the side of the road, blooming little wildflowers, strange-shaped clouds, broken traffic lights, and braised pork for dinner?
Zhuo Hang replied in horror, âYouâre cooking?â
Lin Yuyan replied in seconds, âGood night, Iâm going to bed.â
Zhuo Hang scratched his head, thinking that Lin Yuyan wasnât acting right today, but he didnât take it to heart.
Who would have thought that it would be like this every day for the next two days, with more and more text messages and the corresponding sentences being inexplicable? Zhuo Hang couldnât bear it anymore and called Lin Yuyan, âWhat do you mean by sending those pictures? Have you fallen from a tree?â
Lin Yuyan was painting, and sighed at Gu Yaoyangâs face before replying, âNothing.â
Hearing the tone, it didnât seem like he was okay. Zhuo Hang thought about it, and suddenly realized, âDid you fall out of love?â
Lin Yuyan dipped the paintbrush in paint before emphasizing, âIâm not in a relationship.â
Zhuo Hang had long been accustomed to his blunt words and comforted the other, âItâs just a broken heart, no big deal. Youâll just have to wait it out for a few days before you completely forget about it. You can tell me about it, about how you miss her or something. As a good friend, Iâll lend my ear to you and keep all your secrets to myself. Nobody will know about it.â
âWho- Who said I miss him?â The words seemed to trigger him, and he reacted as if he was pierced by someone.
He hung up on Zhuo Hang and found a missed call in his address book. It turned out to be from Gu Yaoyang.
Just as he was thinking about whether to reply or not, the phone rang again. Lin Yuyan hesitated for a while before he put his phone on the bed tremblingly, and hid at the door.
He canât pick it up, he must hold on. Two days have passed, and in another two days, he will definitely not think and miss him.
With a âsnapâ, Lin Yuyan patted the hand he wanted to answer the phone. His eyes were red with pain. He really didnât mean to think about Gu Yaoyang, but he couldnât control it at all. He just wanted to talk to him, to know what he was doing? He wanted to ask him if he was eating well. Is he used to the temperature there?
After more than ten seconds, the ringing stopped. Lin Yuyan laid on the doorstep and waited for a while until Gu Yaoyang didnât call again. He was relieved, followed by another inexplicable sense of loss. He sat at the door and grieved.
Whatâs the matter with him? He wouldnât really like Gu Yaoyang, would he?
After dinner, his mother was finally free and took the time to send a video to Lin Yuyan, asking him how he was doing recently.
Lin Yuyan forced a smile on his face and repeatedly answered her questions.
Although Xu Jinglan wasnât at home very much, she could detect her sonâs abnormal mood and asked tentatively, âYanyan, whatâs wrong?â
Lin Yuyan was distracted, and after several calls, he answered slowly, âItâs fine.â
âReally? Are you alright?â
Lin Yuyan shook his head and said something out of nowhere, âMom, can I go out to play?â
Xu Jinglan said, âYes, where do you want to go?â
âIâ¦I want to see the snow.â
This sentence was said suddenly as if he was out of his mind when he said that. When Lin Yuyan reacted, he was already wearing a thick down jacket, dragging his suitcase, and standing at the door of light3.
The distance was very close, only separated by a road, and the ground was covered in thick snow.
Lin Yuyan couldnât understand why he made such a decision, but since he had already come, he wanted to clear it up on the way. He wanted to find out what kind of feelings he had towards Gu Yaoyang⦠So that he wonât think about it all day long and finally get a peaceful sleep.
He just didnât know if Gu Yaoyang would welcome him.
Although light3 was considered to be a top club, it did not have a luxurious impression. The ordinary three-story building was completely integrated into the city of snow.
At three oâclock in the afternoon, the door of the club opened with people coming out one after the other. They were all tall people and looked quite buff even as they wore their thin coats. Some were grinning, some were covered in injuries, and some couldnât even walk properly. They were supported by their peers who wore the same team uniform. It seems like they were players who are training here.
Lin Yuyan took half a step back while he held onto his suitcase. He heard a player, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, saying in a sulky voice, âI say, heâs not a human at all, heâs the devil! Itâs not like you didnât follow him when you went to China for special training. Has he ever been soft-hearted? Am I a sandbag? No! I am a dignified Linzhou District League A-level champion! But do I not need face? Beating me up like this, did my mother send me all the way here from home just to get beaten? Arenât I being a disgrace?â
As he spoke, he wiped away the tears that were threatening to fall down from the corner of his eye. The man walking next to him wasnât faring any better, the corners of his mouth were broken and his eyes were swollen as he said, âWhatâs the matter? Didnât he look fine two days ago? I thought that the coach would treat us better, but why is he still so ruthless to us?â
âI suspect the phone calls were the source of the problem.â Said a dark-skinned and pink-haired foreigner, âHe made two calls a day but the other side didnât answer. The air was tense at the time, it made me so scared I didnât even dare to go to the toilet.â
âReally? Who dared not to answer his call?â
âDonât block the door.â As soon as the voice fell, the several players who were blocking the door and whispering to each other instantly scurried away. They ran faster than a rabbit getting chased by a predator despite their injured appearances.
Lin Yuyan raised his eyes as he exclaimed. He saw a familiar figure walking out of the club with a gloomy face and a cigarette in his hand.
It was incredible how with one glance, all of his frustrations these past few days were immediately swept away.
But Lin Yuyan didnât notice this detail at all.
He happily called out to the other party, âGu Yaoyang!â
Gu Yaoyang was obviously startled. The cigarette in his hand fell to the ground. He instantly caught Lin Yuyanâs gaze, squinted his eyes for a while hesitating, then strode over.
Before Lin Yuyan said hello to him, he felt that his cold ears were being pushed into his hot palms. Gu Yaoyang frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, âIs it cold?â
âNot cold.â Lin Yuyan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: âYou⦠Shouldnât you ask something else first?â
âLike why am I here?â