Chapter 55: DNA Test Results
The sunlight outside was blocked by the curtains, leaving only a sliver of light filtering into the room. The bedroom was dimly lit.
Lin Qingyan felt like he’d slept for an eternity. Waking up to the dim, empty bedroom, he felt a profound sense of abandonment.
However, this feeling vanished instantly as he recalled the events of the previous night, leaving only confusion, depression, and a deep unease. The fact that he barely remembered anything was the most unsettling part.
He only remembered meeting An Nanyi at the club last night. Feeling down, he drank. He was somewhat drunk, and he saw An Nanyi leaning on Gu Fei’s shoulder, seemingly taking advantage of her intoxication…
Then, he deliberately told Gu Fei he felt unwell, and Gu Fei, in front of everyone, carried him away – an embarrassing princess carry. And then… then he had no memory.
“…”
He never imagined his alcohol tolerance was so low, that one drink knocked him out. Crucially, he had a complete blackout, and couldn’t recall what happened afterward. However, he was still wearing the same clothes from last night, now wrinkled.
Ten minutes later, when Lin Qingyan stood before the mirror and saw his split lip, his confusion and anxiety deepened.
He could only ask Gu Fei.
After tidying himself up, Lin Qingyan went downstairs. It was already late. The cleaning lady told him that Mr. Gu had already gone to work.
Butler Shen came to ask if he had a headache.
Lin Qingyan naturally felt nothing. “I’m fine, Butler Shen. Do you know how I got back last night?”
“Mr. Gu carried you back. He took care of you last night.”
Seeing the young man’s sudden discomfort, Butler Shen smiled and said nothing more. “Go have breakfast first, then drink some hangover soup. Mr. Gu specifically instructed it.”
Lin Qingyan could only nod stiffly.
After breakfast and a bowl of hangover soup, Lin Qingyan sat on the sofa cuddling his little orange cat. The furry creature was nestled in his arms, paws tucked in, sleeping lazily; its little life was particularly comfortable.
The young man absentmindedly stroked the cat, secretly agonizing for a while before calling Gu Fei. The call was quickly answered. The familiar voice, transmitted through the phone, seemed particularly alluring, “Yan Yan?”
Lin Qingyan gripped his phone, calling out stiffly, “Ge Fei.” Gu Fei asked if he had a headache and if he’d eaten breakfast, his tone as usual—calm and cool with a hint of gentleness.
Lin Qingyan answered, then brought up the main issue. “Ge Fei, thank you for taking care of me last night… I didn’t do anything strange after I got drunk, did I?”
Hearing this, it was clear the boy had blacked out and didn’t remember what he had said or done last night. Gu Fei raised his hand, his fingertip touching his lip, seemingly savoring the memory of last night’s kiss.
He remained silent, seemingly teasing the younger man. Lin Qingyan’s anxiety grew, until he heard the man’s ambiguous question: “Yan Yan, what do you think you might have done?”
Lin Qingyan: “I… I don’t know.”
Gu Fei: “You just fell asleep. You didn’t do anything.”
Lin Qingyan was uncertain. How did he get a cut lip? He couldn’t have bitten himself, could he? But Gu Fei had no reason to lie to him. Just as he was thinking, the man’s low, magnetic voice sounded again on the other end of the phone, “What? Is Yan Yan hoping something happened?”
Lin Qingyan quickly denied it, his voice flustered as if his secret thoughts had been exposed. “No, no, I won’t disturb your work, Ge Fei. Goodbye.” He quickly hung up.
The little orange cat in his arms had woken up at some point and rubbed against him, meowing twice. Lin Qingyan lightly tapped its head, feigning anger and questioning it: “Little Orange, did you bite my lip while I was asleep last night?”
The poor Little Orange innocently took the blame for its owner, only meowing in protest.
…
The incident passed without further mention. Lin Qingyan no longer had any reason to deliberately avoid Gu Fei. Their interactions returned to normal, but… something was different.
Lin Qingyan knew what was different. He clearly realized something: he liked Gu Fei, not the way he liked an elder or a friend, but the kind of liking that made him want to kiss him and sleep with him.
Lin Qingyan felt ashamed of his own feelings, but couldn’t help but imagine it, making him even more ashamed.
He didn’t know when he’d fallen for this man. Perhaps it started from their past life; perhaps he had liked Gu Fei even then.
Lin Qingyan didn’t know why Gu Fei was so good to him, but it no longer mattered. When he was lonely, helpless, and tormented by illness, it was Gu Fei who found him and cared for him. In his dying moments, it was Gu Fei who stayed by his side, shedding tears for him.
In this life, it was Gu Fei who brought him home, caring for him just as he had in their past life…
He would be moved by Gu Fei, his heart would race, and he would be jealous when others deliberately approached Gu Fei. Unknowingly, he became increasingly reliant on Gu Fei. When Gu Fei was around, he felt safe, as if he had nothing to fear.
This was a feeling Wen Yan could never give him.
Looking back on his relationship with Wen Yan in his past life, there weren’t many happy moments. Wen Yan was a gentle person, but he was gentle to everyone; he wasn’t uniquely special to him.
He never felt safe with Wen Yan.
He didn’t even want to compare Gu Fei and Wen Yan. Gu Fei was perfect in every way.
Lin Qingyan thought, since he had missed Gu Fei in his past life, he wanted to seize this chance in this life.
He so wanted… he so wanted to be with Gu Fei forever.
At this thought, his heart felt feverish.
This thought was like a seed, taking root in his heart, growing uncontrollably and firmly embedding itself deep within, impossible to remove.
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On the day “Tomorrow’s Stars” officially began filming, Gu Fei personally drove Lin Qingyan to the filming location. The location was also in Nancheng, but Nancheng was vast; the drive from the villa to the destination took about two hours.
The young man, having just confirmed his feelings, couldn’t bear to part with his beloved. Despite his shyness, he proactively opened his arms and hugged the tall man, whispering in his ear, “Ge Fei, I’ll miss you.”
At such close range, the young man’s voice was light and soft, his breath spraying against his neck, spreading to his heart. The boy seemed shy; after speaking, he quickly let go. Gu Fei raised his hand, placing it on his waist, pulling him back into his embrace.
“No matter what happens, you can come to me.”
“Okay.”
“Take good care of yourself.”
“Okay.”
“Add oil.” (加油 – jiāyóu – a common cheer meaning “go for it” or “do your best”)
“Okay.”
“…”
It seemed they both understood without further words, simply holding each other quietly for a while, feeling each other’s presence and warmth.
Gu Fei stood there, watching the slender figure gradually disappear from his sight, before getting into the car. He sat quietly for a moment until his phone vibrated.
“Mr. Gu, the DNA results you asked me to send for have come back,” Yang, his assistant, said on the other end of the phone. “There is no blood relationship between the parents and the child. They are not biologically related.”
Gu Fei was silent for two seconds, then said, “I understand.”
He wasn’t particularly surprised by this answer. It was expected. Not being biological parents might be a good thing for Lin Qingyan, but Gu Fei didn’t plan to tell him yet.
He needed to find out the truth of that year first.
After hanging up with his assistant, Gu Fei dialed another number. “Please help me investigate something else. It might be difficult…”
Meanwhile, Lin Qingyan, unaware of all this, was dragging his suitcase, led by the staff to his destination. There were many people there—a group of fashionably dressed young trainees and numerous staff members.
Lin Qingyan immediately saw Lu Yuqi. Everyone else was chatting and laughing in small groups, introducing themselves, but this cool guy exuded a “keep out” aura, leaning against the wall playing with his phone, not talking to anyone, and no one daring to talk to him.
Only after seeing Lin Qingyan arrive did Lu Yuqi put away his phone. He walked over and, without a word, took the suitcase, then exclaimed in surprise, “Lin Qingyan, did you fill this suitcase with bricks? Why is it so heavy?”
“I just packed some extra books. I can carry it myself.”
Lu Yuqi said coldly, “Don’t move, I’ll do it.”
Lin Qingyan could only sheepishly retract his hand.
Lu Yuqi’s usually cold and aloof cousin had called him beforehand, instructing him to keep a close eye on Lin Qingyan, to prevent him from being bullied, especially by someone named An Nanyi.
Who exactly was this An Nanyi?
Lu Yuqi and Lin Qingyan walking together instantly drew everyone’s attention. Most people knew Lu Yuqi; this young master was notoriously aloof, and few could get close to him.
Everyone was curious. But when they saw Lin Qingyan’s face, they instantly felt a serious threat. What’s the first thing considered in an audition? It’s the face. No matter how strong your skills are, the audience sees the face first.
Lu Yuqi was already handsome enough, but the young man beside him was no less attractive, perhaps even more so. Not only did he have a beautiful face, but his physique and demeanor were also excellent. From a distance, he exuded a cool and gentle aura, like moonlight.
It was a face that was unforgettable at first glance.
Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the same spot. An Nanyi, who was chatting with others, followed their line of sight and exclaimed in surprise, “Yan Yan, you’re here.”
An Nanyi smiled and walked towards Lin Qingyan, stopping in front of him. “Yan Yan, I’ve been waiting for you.”
In front of so many people, Lin Qingyan only politely smiled back. Lu Yuqi, standing beside him, asked, “Is he your friend?”
Lin Qingyan: “A high school classmate.”
“Nice to meet you, I’m An Nanyi.” An Nanyi smiled warmly, extending his hand to Lu Yuqi. “Lu Yuqi, I’ve heard of you before. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Lu Yuqi had his left hand in his pocket and his right hand pulling the suitcase handle. He showed no intention of shaking hands, merely lifting the corner of his lips in a smile. “So it’s you…”
An Nanyi.
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