Chapter 43-1
Allergy
Lin Yan leaned against the wall outside the restroom, listening to the sounds coming from inside. She secretly felt a hint of regret. Oh no, how could she have known that Song Yuhang couldnt handle alcohol so well? It was all strong liquor; could it really lead to such dire consequences?
With these thoughts in mind, she heard the sound of flushing from inside, and the door was pushed open. Song Yuhang stumbled out, on the verge of collapsing to the ground. Lin Yan quickly helped her up.
Are you feeling better?
Song Yuhang mumbled, and Lin Yan had to exert some effort to support her. She clung to Lin Yans neck, struggling to stand upright, her eyes glazed over, thoroughly intoxicated.
The two of them wobbled back towards their destination. The faint scent of perfume lingered around Lin Yan, and Song Yuhang sniffed, letting out a belch. Lin Lin Yan
Lin Yan turned her face away, pinched her nose, but was forcibly turned back to face someone, compelling her to make eye contact.
Perhaps due to the alcohol, Song Yuhang, who was usually reserved, began to speak more freely. Her head was a jumble, and her tongue was tied in knots. Dont dont be angry on the training ground I didnt didnt mean to yes yes, sorry
Lin Yan found the first part both infuriating and amusing, but her smile hadnt fully formed on her face.
Song Yuhang cupped her face, looking left and right. But but theyre right your figure is indeed indeed very good
Lin Yans temples throbbed, and she pushed Song Yuhang away forcefully. Damn it, Song Yuhang, go on your own. I dont care about you anymore!
Song Yuhang was already unsteady on her feet and was pushed around, stumbling and coughing as she bent over.
Lin Yan clenched her lips, but despite seeing her miserable state, she steeled herself and turned to walk away.
Damn it, Song Yuhang, always taking advantage and pushing the limits.
However, since she had already apologized, what was she really angry about?
Watching her and Lin Ge together made her feel uncomfortable and stifled. She was used to having everything under control. Had she become so domineering that she even wanted to control other peoples relationships?
This is really terrifying.
As Lin Yan was thinking this to herself, she was caught off guard when someone grabbed her wrist. Song Yuhang, stumbling and unsteady, caught up to her and asked the same question.
What what are you really angry about? She asked this while, due to her unsteadiness, instinctively leaned on her, her chin resting on Lin Yans shoulder, following that fragrance and getting closer.
She really liked the scent on Lin Yan, which both kept her sober and addicted.
Lin Yan was taken aback by the sudden contact, stumbling back a few steps, her back against the hard wall.
Her restless head kept nuzzling into the crook of her neck, and Lin Yan couldnt take it anymore. She grabbed the back of her neck, lifting her up as if she were holding a big cat, gritting her teeth. Song Yuhang, have you had enough?!
Not enough! Not enough! The person in her arms suddenly raised her voice, causing passersby to cast curious glances at them, their expressions suggesting that Lin Yan had done something utterly outrageous.
You wont tell me what youre really angry about, so this isnt over! Song Yuhang breathed heavily, her eyes resembling stars. Perhaps it was because the alcohol had surged, her eyes were moist.
She rarely showed this kind of expression, which appeared particularly fragile to Lin Yan, especially with the bruises on her face, making her look even more worn out.
Lin Yan knew what she had done to her, and those actions should have hurt quite a bit, but she stubbornly remained silent.
She had mixed that drink herself, with an alcohol content far exceeding that of a typical cocktail. She clearly had passed out after just one glass, yet she still gritted her teeth and drank it.
Song Yuhang, oh Song Yuhang, how could you tolerate my stubbornness to this extent?
Do you know that by doing so, youre letting me become more and more reckless?
As Lin Yan thought this, she averted her gaze and softly asked, Does it hurt?
She didnt answer the question directly, but Song Yuhang was momentarily stunned. The heavily intoxicated woman thought she was crying out in pain and reached out to pull Lin Yan into her arms, gently patting her back.
It doesnt hurt anymore, it doesnt hurt anymore Im sorry I was too rough I wont fight with you anymore You can tell me to fight, and I wont
As she spoke, she patted her back like soothing a child, her words incoherent and rambling. It doesnt hurt anymore, it doesnt hurt anymore You suffered in the detention center I know, I know Lin Yan It doesnt hurt anymore
The repeated phrase It doesnt hurt anymore felt like a heavy hammer striking her heart. If earlier it had been a sense of suffocation in her chest, now it was a mixture of both bitterness and tenderness.
Coupled with that soft murmur of Lin Yan, a surge of warmth instantly welled up in her eyes.
In all the hardships of her earlier life, except for Chu Nan, no one had ever called her by her name so gently, patting her back and saying, It doesnt hurt anymore.
Never before, never.
She had faced off against her family in mental battles, fought life and death battles with outsiders, and her growth had been filled with ups and downs, with her life hanging by a thread several times.
Lin Yan felt that ever since she could remember, she had been walking on an invisible tightrope, with a vast abyss on the outside, and she had to tread cautiously, as if on thin ice.
Until this moment, she was being held by Song Yuhang, and she was warming her with her body heat, pressing her head against her own, patting her back gently while caressing her hair. Her voice was deep yet softly spoken, and she was rambling on.
Suddenly, Lin Yan had the sensation that she had landed.
She stood firmly on the ground, right beside her, treated with gentleness. Although she couldnt explain the nature of her relationship with Song Yuhang, just as Song Yuhang currently didnt understand her own feelings for Lin Yan.
But unquestionably, this profound feeling was undeniably real, and this emotion was both genuine and beautiful.
With the way she was being held, as their sleeves brushed against each other, Lin Yan wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes onto her jacket.
A man standing not far away slowly finished his drink. He had been standing there for a while, witnessing the entire scene since they came out of the restroom.
Lin Yan wasnt usually this unaware; they had both been so deeply engrossed that they hadnt noticed his presence at all.
A knowing look flickered in the mans eyes as he held the empty glass and then turned back towards the event venue.
* * *
Ill take her home first; shes in no condition to hail a taxi right now. Lin Yan shoved her into the car and threw Song Yuhangs backpack inside as well. Lin Ge held the car door for them.
What about you? Are you okay? Youve been drinking quite a bit too.
Lin Yan smiled, Oh, Im used to it. Dont you know my alcohol tolerance? I can handle a thousand cups.
Dont be too stubborn. You might end up so drunk that you cant even find your way home. Should I arrange for someone to take you both? Lin Ge still had some concerns.
Lin Yan clicked her tongue, Are you more worried about her? Its not about worrying for me, right? Dont worry, I wont devour her Or do you want
There was a teasing glint in her expression.
Lin Ge sighed in exasperation, as if she wanted to pat her on the head but then thought better of it, opting instead to gently stroke the top of her head, just like in their childhood.
What are you saying? Am I the kind of person who takes advantage of others vulnerabilities? Youre a Lin, and youll forever be my little sister. Even if I get married and have children, that fact wont change.
Under the gentle moonlight, he wore a candid expression, and for Lin Yan, Lin Ge represented the only source of warmth from her childhood.
Adding a touch of warmth to the brocade, deepening their friendship in times of need.
She would undoubtedly carry this favor in her heart for the rest of her life.
Oh, come on, enough of that. Goosebumps all over the place. The car was stopped on the main road, and the driver honked impatiently. Lin Yan rubbed her arms and got into the car, waving goodbye to him.
Goodbye, and next time, Ill treat you to a drink.
Lin Ge hadnt finished speaking when the car doors were already locked, and it sped away.
Hey, do you even know where she lives?
As expected.
The driver asked her, Miss, where to?
Lin Yan frowned, realizing that she had forgotten to ask where Song Yuhang lived.
She patted the face of the person slumped in the back seat. Song Yuhang, Song Yuhang, wake up. Where is your home?
Song Yuhang grunted a couple of times, pushed her hand away with a slap, and then tumbled back into her lap, no matter how much Lin Yan called, she couldnt get a coherent response out of her.
Really, they were both quite drunk.
Lin Yan gritted her teeth and began to search Song Yuhangs clothes. In her drowsy state, Song Yuhang could only sense someone rummaging through her pockets, so she instinctively tried to pull their hand away.
Ouch, ouch, ouch Let go!
Lin Yan winced in pain as Song Yuhangs attempt to remove her hand left her wrist numb.
Hearing this familiar voice, Song Yuhang finally released her grip, muttering, Searchsearchlet Dr. Lin searchdontdont hit her
Lin Yan found it amusing. Why cant you hit her?
Song Yuhang lay on her lap, shouting loudly, No! I just cant! If I hithit her badlyI have to treat her welltreattreat her well!
Lin Yan felt her heart warm, and her ears turned red. The driver was still in the front, listening. She gritted her teeth and covered Song Yuhangs mouth, silencing her cries, Alright, shut up, will you? Driver, head to the Qingshan Villa.
* * *
Song Yuhang might not have known that she was not only the first guest at the secret base 03 but also the first guest at the Qingshan Villa.
Lin Yan helped her out of the car, and as soon as the car came to a stop, Song Yuhang began vomiting wildly into the roadside flowerbed.
She hadnt eaten much at all, and what came out was all stomach acid, making her extremely uncomfortable.
Lin Yan watched her with a mixture of disdain and concern, placing her hand on her back and gently rubbing it to comfort her.
After about five or six minutes, Song Yuhang had finished vomiting and began to regain her strength. Lin Yan helped her walk inside.
Song Yuhang opened her eyes weakly and looked around, saying, Where is this?
My home.
Song Yuhang was tall and had long legs, and she was heavy. Lin Yan had to use some strength to support her shoulder and hold her waist tightly. She herself was wearing high heels, making their walk a bit unsteady.
Oh, she replied and then closed her eyes again, in a dazed state.
Lin Yan turned on the lights and surveyed the villa. Despite its size, it lacked any signs of life because she didnt allow servants to stay overnight, and there were no guest rooms, only the master bedroom, which was hers.
The thought of this person potentially emitting an unpleasant odor while lying in her bed made Lin Yans scalp tingle.
No, absolutely not.
She glanced at the living room downstairs, feeling like she couldnt hold on much longer. Gritting her teeth, she dragged Song Yuhang onto the sofa.
Well, let her lie here for the night. After all, it wasnt like Song Yuhang was someone who would be picky about where she slept.
My bagmy bag Somewhere along the way, Song Yuhangs backpack had fallen to the ground. Lin Yan didnt know if it contained anything important, but she insisted on carrying it with her.
Lin Yan rolled her eyes, released one of Song Yuhangs arms, and bent down to pick up the fallen backpack. However, in her already unsteady state, she lost her balance, and their combined weight caused both of them to tumble onto the sofa.
Lin Yan felt dizzy from the pressure, her head now resting on her chest while she could hear Song Yuhangs even breathing.
Lin Yan couldnt help but feel that Song Yuhang had been testing her limits throughout the evening. Could this be karma for forcing her to drink?
Without hesitation, she grabbed Song Yuhangs ear. Wake up, wake up, get up, hey!
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