Chapter 93 – Confession
Lin Ganzhi followed Yan Shengping upstairs, his legs feeling somewhat numb. Neither of them spoke a word until Yan Shengping closed the study door and turned to look at Lin Ganzhi, who was standing by the corner of the sofa like a child who had done something wrong.
Lin Ganzhi nervously clutched the corner of his shirt. His eyes were a little red, and if one didn’t look closely, it would be easy to miss the trembling of his lips. He thought that Lin Ganzhi must be trying very hard to maintain his composure, despite the numerous cracks in his facade.
Yan Shengping didn’t speak, instead turning on the air conditioner first. Lin Ganzhi had been playing in the snow outside for so long that he was probably frozen stiff. Under the warmth of the heater, Lin Ganzhi gradually regained his senses. He cleared his throat, wanting to explain using the excuse Yan Shengping had created for him. But the moment his eyes met Yan Shengping’s, Lin Ganzhi once again found himself at a loss for words.
Instead, it was Yan Shengping who calmly walked over. He reached out as if to pat Lin Ganzhi’s head. Lin Ganzhi subconsciously tried to dodge, but Yan Shengping was a step ahead, holding the back of his head and somewhat forcefully rubbing his neck. His tone was full of concern. “Why are you so scared?”
This sentence didn’t comfort Lin Ganzhi at all. Instead, it gave him the feeling that Yan Shengping already knew everything.
“I…” Lin Ganzhi managed to say one word before he didn’t know how to continue. He could feel Yan Shengping’s gaze fixed on him, and the dual negative emotions of guilt and shame almost made him break down.
And indeed, Lin Ganzhi’s mouth hung half-open, but no more words came out.
Does this count as him not wanting to lie to me anymore? The movements of Yan Shengping’s hand gradually softened, and a sense of reassuring joy filled his chest. It made his eyes and brows relax considerably, softening his beautiful features. Just standing there, he was as beautiful as a fine-lined painting.
“Don’t worry, they won’t be able to suspect you. What I told them today wasn’t just to scare them; it was also what I truly believe. But with just them, it would be harder than climbing to the heavens to stir up any trouble,” Yan Shengping said, one word at a time. Although not a single word in his speech mentioned Lin Ganzhi’s identity, every sentence pointed to it.
Lin Ganzhi timidly looked up, only to meet Yan Shengping’s calm and peaceful gaze. Lin Ganzhi bit his lip. After a long moment, tears finally streamed uncontrollably from his reddened eyes. His voice was thick with a nasal tone. “When… when did you find out?” As he spoke, he felt a sense of relief. Fortunately, his stingy habits were still intact. He hadn’t touched a single cent of the one hundred million Yan Shengping had given him. His monthly salary was also saved in his bank card. Aside from buying a birthday gift for Yan Shengping, he had almost no major expenses. He had earned one hundred and sixty thousand from recording two shows recently. After deducting his usual expenses, he should still have thirty or forty thousand left. It should be no problem to rent a place and get through the New Year.
After the New Year, he could find a part-time job or something. In any case, with Lin Ganzhi’s past work experience, he definitely wouldn’t starve.
If these thoughts were to materialize and be heard by the current Yan Shengping, he would probably die of anger before he could say his next line!
“From the first time you put a sweater on me.”
“Huh?” Lin Ganzhi couldn’t help but exclaim. Wasn’t that right when he had just arrived?
“I was just aware then, not certain. As for being completely sure, it was probably after we came back from my family’s home,” Yan Shengping explained.
Lin Ganzhi didn’t understand. With red eyes, he asked, “Why didn’t you just… just tell me then?” Lin Ganzhi had wanted to ask why he didn’t just kick him out. With Yan Shengping’s power, it would have been incredibly easy to make him leave. Or was it that he still had some use value at that time?
“Your true identity isn’t important to me. If you don’t want to say it, I won’t ask. I just need to be sure that the person who put the sweater on me was you. The past isn’t important; what’s important is the future. It’s always been you,” Yan Shengping said seriously.
Lin Ganzhi was stunned by Yan Shengping’s words. What did he mean by that? His brain hadn’t yet processed it, but his heart felt like it was on a roller coaster, thumping wildly.
“If I’m concerned about anything, I just want to know… now that you’re here, will you go back?” Yan Shengping asked softly, a trace of fear hidden in his words. This was the one accident he couldn’t control.
Lin Ganzhi blinked, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes and keep his voice from trembling. “This world, to me, is a book. I came to this book after I died in my original world. Logically speaking, unless I die again, I can’t go back.”
Hearing this answer, the light in Yan Shengping’s eyes grew even brighter. This was the question that had been bothering him all along. Now that Lin Ganzhi was willing to be honest with him, he was very happy. He finally didn’t have to fear that he would leave one day.
Yan Shengping’s slender fingers slid up from Lin Ganzhi’s neck. Lin Ganzhi tilted his head, feeling a tickle, but Yan Shengping locked his head in place. His fingers finally landed on Lin Ganzhi’s earlobe, rubbing it gently.
The two had never been so intimate while sober. Lin Ganzhi’s ears turned bright red, and a blush crept up his cheeks. He couldn’t help but ask, “Yan… Yan Shengping, what are you doing?”
A low chuckle rumbled from Yan Shengping’s throat. “I’m happy.”
Lin Ganzhi, who understood in a second, felt like his head was about to emit steam. Seeing this, Yan Shengping kindly stopped. If he continued to tease him, he would have to say his next words in Lin Ganzhi’s dreams.
“The past has had a great impact on me, and it makes me cherish what’s in front of me even more. If my world is a book, you probably have a rough understanding of my past. In this world, the only two relatives who have been good to me are Uncle Yan and you. What you’ve done for me won’t change just because you’re no longer the old Lin Ganzhi. The person I care about has always been the current you. So, the next time someone questions your true identity, just talk back like you usually do. I will always be by your side to back you up. As for what kind of person you were in the past, I won’t force you to tell me. Just be your current self. The way you are now is the way I like you.” Yan Shengping said everything he wanted to say in one breath.
Lin Ganzhi’s brain slowly processed what was happening, and it took him a while to realize that Yan Shengping was confessing to him. He had never imagined that Yan Shengping would be the one to say he liked him first. Yan Shengping actually liked him. As his eyes reddened and he was on the verge of tears, his mind, completely out of sync with the atmosphere, screamed, Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Seeing Lin Ganzhi’s lack of reaction, Yan Shengping thought he might have been too hasty. “Did I scare you?”
In a way, yes, but definitely not in the way Yan Shengping understood.
“It’s okay, we can take it slow—”
Knock, knock, knock!
“Sir, the ginger tea is here!” Uncle Yan’s knock sounded from outside the door.
Lin Ganzhi jumped back a meter as if he had hit an escape key, then looked somewhat mechanically at the door.
Yan Shengping suppressed the emotions welling up in his chest and said in a deep voice, “Come in.”
Uncle Yan pushed open the study door, came in with the ginger tea, and handed it to them. “Hurry and drink this to warm up.” When he handed it to Lin Ganzhi, Uncle Yan looked at his face suspiciously and said, “Ganzhi, what’s wrong with your face? Why is it so red? You’re not running a fever, are you?”
This sentence was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, making Lin Ganzhi wish he could find a hole to crawl into. He could even feel Yan Shengping’s scrutinizing gaze from the side, practically spelling out his thoughts for all to see. Didn’t he have any face to save?
“I’m a little dizzy,” Lin Ganzhi said, gulping down the ginger soup and pretending to clutch his forehead. The events of the day had been too much of a shock for him. As long as he could avoid facing Yan Shengping for now, faking an illness was no big deal.
Seeing this, Uncle Yan quickly took the bowl from Lin Ganzhi’s hand and said with concern, “Then Ganzhi, you should go rest for a bit. I’ll make you some congee for dinner tonight, so you don’t have to get up.”
Lin Ganzhi weakly agreed, not daring to look at Yan Shengping. He scurried away from the scene like a turtle heading for the sea.
“Hmph.” Yan Shengping couldn’t help but cover his mouth and let out a soft chuckle.
Uncle Yan didn’t understand and frowned. “Sir, Ganzhi isn’t feeling well, why are you laughing? It’s a good thing the child didn’t hear you!” The elder looked at Yan Shengping with a frown.
CEO Yan, about to dive into the sea of love: … (Innocently caught in the crossfire.jpg)
Tucked into his quilt, Lin Ganzhi’s mind was unusually clear. The day’s events were too much for him to digest quickly. His identity was exposed, and not only was Yan Shengping not angry, he had… confessed to him?!!
Lin Ganzhi was so shocked he started rolling around frantically on his two-meter-wide bed.
Fortunately, Yan Shengping had spared Lin Ganzhi’s remaining shred of dignity and didn’t come to his room after Uncle Yan left, giving him a chance to breathe. Lin Ganzhi spent half an hour calming himself down, then slept for four or five hours. When he woke up, he hid under the covers like a quail and logged into his alternate account.
Only a few days had passed since his last post, and Lin Ganzhi updated his status again: [My good friend suddenly confessed to me, what should I do?]
It was the weekend. Otherwise, during the day, the internet surfers wouldn’t have seen Lin Ganzhi’s Weibo post so quickly and left comments.
[Pfft~ Is the poster writing a novel? This is so ridiculous!]
[Hey, we should have a sincere heart. If this is real, doesn’t it correspond to your last post? You’re like a wolf, and he’s a bird of a feather. Isn’t that just perfect, dry wood meeting a raging fire, hehehe?]
[Hahahaha, the person above knows how to use their idioms.]
[+1, why are you still showing off online at a time like this? Get on with it, just remember to do the prep work, or the first time will be very painful!]
[Hehehe, squatting here for a follow-up~]
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Lin Ganzhi’s face turned red as he read the shameless words in the comments section. He didn’t even dare to open his private messages, afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
However, what everyone said wasn’t without reason. He liked Yan Shengping, and Yan Shengping had now revealed his feelings and even knew his true identity. If the two of them really got together, Yan Shengping would be the only person who knew his identity and loved him. It was impossible not to be moved.
Knock, knock, knock. Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door.