⟪BL⟫ Pastoral Daily Life

Chapter 18

The place where Yan Yue parked his car was not far from Tiny Garden. Turn to the left, and there would be the street where Tiny Garden was located. He hadn't been here long but without Dahei, he needed to find another suitable excuse to appear in front of Lu Lingxi.

The sun was so hot in the middle of summer that the asphalt on the road seemed to be melting. Pedestrians running around in the scorching sun often looked parched, and when they passed Yan Yue's car, they would more or less glance at him curiously.

The air conditioner inside the car was on, but Yan Yue felt even hotter than the pedestrians outside. This heat did not come from his body, but from the insatiable desire in the deepest part of his heart. He wanted to appear in front of the young man immediately, but was wary of the reaction Lu Lingxi would have. He was used to appearing by the boy's side every day at noon on the pretext of visiting Dahei. He would feel the boy's comforting aura and occasionally the boy would give him a pure, clear smile. Then the restlessness that was churning inside Yan Yue would calm down like under a breeze blowing over the sea. Now that his habit had been interrupted, Yan Yue was completely unable to restrain his impulses, like a thirsty traveller in the desert, craving frantically for a spring that could save his life.

Gently tapping on the steering wheel, Yan Yue stepped on the accelerator. He was going to the pet shop to buy some dog food for that stupid dog and use it to meet the young man.

Yan Yue's car had just started when a man passing by suddenly staggered, hit the front of Yan Yue's car and fell to the ground.

"A man has been killed!" Someone shouted out loud, and it was like a drop of water splashed in a frying pan. The pedestrians who were originally wilting in the heat instantly boiled up.

Yan Yue's face was ugly and he slammed on the brakes very quickly. If he was right, the man had crashed into his car on purpose, inevitably making Yan Yue think of hitting porcelain (the practice to jump under a car to extort the money from the driver; in general can be used for any kind of similar scam). With a cold face, Yan Yue pushed open the door and stepped out of the car. Within a single minute, the surrounding pedestrians had crowded around the two men and the car.

Yan Yue frowned imperceptibly and looked at the man lying on the ground coldly, "Shall I take you to the hospital?"

The man was none other than Lu Yishui. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Yan Yue getting out of the car. He immediately made a painful face, holding his head and muttering, "Why am I not dead..."

Someone on the roadside interjected, "What do you mean? Why would you die when you're fine?"

Lu Yishui banged his head on Yan Yue's car and said loudly, "I am not a human being! I wronged my wife and children! I lost all the money of my family, I have no face to live!"

As soon as he said this, the people around him who were watching the fun immediately started talking.

"If you die, what will happen to your wife and children?"

"That's right, how can a man not take responsibility? You are done with your life but how can they live?"

Amidst the outbreak of discouragement, Lu Yishui stole a glance at Yan Yue and covered his face with a guilty expression, "I'm useless, I have no money, I lost all the money for my son's schooling. He's only 18 and he has to work in a gardening shop! I've wronged him!" At this point Lu Yishui seemed unable to go on, and choked up, "Xiao Xi, Daddy is sorry."

A gardening shop? Xiao Xi?

These two names were enough to catch Yan Yue's attention, and he looked at the man on the ground icily. The man's chanting and beating his head was just a hilarious sight in the eyes of others, but in Yan Yue's eyes, the man had an ulterior motive. He didn't doubt Lu Yishui's words; this man had the kind of shameless and rascal air common to gamblers. He hadn't expected the beautiful teenager to have a father like that. If at first the man bumping into his car had struck him as a bit fishy and made him think that the guy was deliberately hitting porcelain, now he probably guessed what the man was thinking. Yan Yue didn't know how the man knew that he and Lu Lingxi were acquainted, or even how much the man really knew. But he should have never used Lu Lingxi's name for a scam. If the man could use his son once today, he would use him countless times later.