Luo Yu didn't want to ask about it, but fortunately this time, Lu Yi seemed to have understood and considerately handed him a piece of paper the next day with eight digits written on it.

　　Luo Yu asked Lu Yi what this number was, and Lu Yi said, "Su Jiawen's phone number." After Lu Yi left, Luo Yu directly dialed the number written on the paper.

　　After a couple of rings, Su Jiawen answered.

　　He seemed to be in a quiet and empty place.

　　Su Jiawen said, "Hello." "It's me," Luo Yu twirled his pen, "What are you doing?" There seemed to be two seconds of silence on Su Jiawen's end, and then he asked, "Mr.

　　Luo?" "Yes." Although Luo Yu didn't want to admit it, he was significantly friendlier towards Su Jiawen compared to others.

　　"I'm at the library," Su Jiawen said, "Writing a paper." "What kind of paper?" Luo Yu continued to ask.

　　Su Jiawen didn't think Luo Yu would be interested in his studies, but he still honestly replied, "It's a paper exploring the relationship between modern European history and literary history." Luo Yu took a moment to process the topic before saying, "Alright." "And what about Mr.

　　Luo?" Su Jiawen walked outside, and the background noise seemed to be outdoors again.

　　If anyone else had asked Luo Yu what he was doing, he would either ignore the question if he was in a good mood or ask the person to leave if he wasn't.

　　But when Su Jiawen asked, Luo Yu said, "I'm working." "Oh..." Su Jiawen dragged out the sound.

　　"Don't believe me?" Luo Yu threw his pen and stood up, walking to the window to look outside.

　　The sky was overcast, as if it was about to rain.

　　"I believe you, I believe you," Su Jiawen quickly comforted him, "You can focus on your work." Luo Yu wasn't fooled by him.

　　He asked Su Jiawen, "Are you busy?" "Not really..." Su Jiawen hesitated.

　　"I'm going out of town tomorrow," Luo Yu said.

　　Su Jiawen responded with a simple "Oh" and fell silent.

　　Luo Yu was displeased, "Don't you have anything to say?" "What should I say?" Su Jiawen genuinely didn't know what Luo Yu meant, so he could only go along with his question, "How many days will Mr.

　　Luo be away?" "Three days," Luo Yu said, "I'll stay for two nights and I'll come find you when I get back."

　　"Sujia Wen listened for a while on the other end, and then agreed.

　　After hanging up the phone, Luo Yu pondered for a moment and realized that whether Sujia Wen was sent away or not, it was the same.

　　It was a profitable deal where he could take advantage of everything.

　　Luo Yu cherished his life, so he had arranged a private airline and brought a plane full of bodyguards to Laos.

　　Upon landing, the middleman who had set up the connection received him and his bodyguards, and they went to the hotel together.

　　After having the experts he brought study the goods, Luo Yu confirmed that they were of good quality but had some doubts about the source.

　　The middleman told him that this batch of goods was the result of a struggle between two local factions, and explained the ins and outs in detail.

　　Luo Yu had suffered losses from A·L before, so he was cautious.

　　He glanced sideways and noticed that the young man standing behind the middleman looked nervous, his hand holding the gun trembling imperceptibly.

　　Luo Yu withdrew his gaze and smiled slightly at the arms dealer, saying, 'I am satisfied with the goods, but can we negotiate the price?' The translator translated Luo Yu's words to the arms dealer, who furrowed his brows and spoke a string of words.

　　The translator nodded repeatedly and relayed the message to Luo Yu, 'The price is already the lowest, if you continue to bargain, we will doubt Mr.

　　Luo's sincerity.' Luo Yu didn't expose the fact that the other party had come to him by themselves; he casually nodded and said, 'Alright then, as per usual, I'll pay a deposit first.' The other party breathed a sigh of relief, and Luo Yu added, 'I'll put the deposit in the hotel safe.' The middleman and the other party exchanged a glance, and the middleman said, 'I'll accompany you to retrieve it.' When Luo Yu arrived at the hotel, he had his bodyguard pin the middleman down, used a detector to find the bug on him, and turned on the jamming device.

　　'Lao Jue,' Luo Yu stepped on his shoulder and leaned in close with a sinister tone, 'Are you trying to fool me?' This middleman had cooperated with Luo Yu many times before, so Luo Yu's guard wasn't very strong this time he came to Laos.

　　However, he had a habit of bringing a few bodyguards along for business, and with his sensitive identity, those in the know wouldn't dare touch him.

　　Although this unexpected situation had occurred, he didn't feel any danger.

　　It was just a waste of time for no reason, and he needed to hold someone accountable.

　　At first, the middleman pretended not to understand, but after being served by Luo Yu's bodyguards, he became honest.

　　He admitted that three-quarters of the seller's goods had already been sold and that he wanted to deceive Luo Yu by taking a deposit and giving him the remaining one quarter.

　　After listening, Luo Yu laughed, kicked the middleman, and made a hand gesture with two fingers, 'Is this number the same as this number?' The middleman's face turned ugly as he apologized, and Luo Yu gave a signal to his two bodyguards who then dragged the middleman out.

　　Luo Yu sat on the sofa in the suite, pondering why everything had been going wrong for him recently.

　　He saw his cellphone nearby, picked it up, and dialed Sujia Wen's number before he even realized it himself.

　　Sujia Wen answered quickly, his voice cheerful, 'Mr.

　　Luo.' Luo Yu's mood also lifted as he surfaced from the depths of the sea, and he asked Sujia Wen, 'Did you pass the defense?' 'How did you know?' Sujia Wen seemed to freeze on the other end, asking in confusion.

　　'I paid to help you pass,' Luo Yu said.

　　Sujia Wen was stunned on the other end, not knowing how to respond.

　　'Just kidding,' Luo Yu said.

　　'I had Lu Yi inquire for me.' 'Oh...' Sujia Wen's voice softened.

　　'Why did you inquire about me?' Luo Yu turned on the TV, casually changing channels and lowering the volume slightly before saying, 'I was afraid you wouldn't pass.'

　　"Suddenly, someone called Su Jiawen's name, and Su Jiawen became nervous.

　　He said goodbye to Luo Yi in a soft voice and hung up the phone.

　　Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Luo Yi suddenly remembered that the voice was probably Jiang Qi's.

　　The next day, when Luo Yi returned to Ping City, he messaged Su Jiawen and asked what time he could leave in the afternoon.

　　Su Jiawen was a bit hesitant on the other end of the line: 'But I have curfew recently.

　　Mr.

　　Jiang wants me to be home before ten o'clock every night.' 'Then come home before ten o'clock,' Luo Yi dialed the number and said firmly, 'I asked the chef to cook your favorite dishes.' Su Jiawen thought for a while and said he would ask Jiang Qi.

　　Luo Yi nearly snapped the phone in frustration, but he really wanted to see Su Jiawen, and he believed that Su Jiawen also wanted to see him.

　　So he compromised and said, 'Ask him.

　　Just tell him that I will come to pick you up and send you back intact, so that your Mr.

　　Jiang can rest assured.' After a while, Su Jiawen called him back and said Jiang Qi agreed.

　　Luo Yi went to pick up Su Jiawen and when they arrived home, Su Jiawen wanted to see the dog first.

　　As soon as he got out of the car, he ran towards the garden.

　　Abel had been in a bad mood recently.

　　The steward had replaced his fence with a dense wire mesh, and every day he stood growling at the wire mesh, biting it with his teeth.

　　Su Jiawen walked over, and when Abel saw him, he relaxed his teeth and whimpered at Su Jiawen.

　　Su Jiawen burst into laughter and happily opened the gate to let Abel out.

　　He squatted down, caressed Abel's head, and interacted with him: 'Does Abel miss me?' 'Are you finished?' Luo Yi asked sourly.

　　The chef was from the South, her hometown was close to the border, and she knew how to cook various cuisines that suited Luo Yi's taste.

　　This time, Luo Yi asked her to cook dishes that Su Jiawen would like, which made her hesitate because she didn't know what Su Jiawen liked to eat.

　　Su Jiawen ate quickly and he would eat anything, so it was hard to tell his preferences.

　　After careful consideration, she prepared a table of dishes from her hometown.

　　Su Jiawen's eyes lit up when he saw those dishes, and he ate more than usual.

　　Luo Yi, pleased to see him enjoy the food, asked, 'Is it delicious?' 'Delicious,' Su Jiawen said, 'it tastes like my father's cooking.' The chef stood aside, relieved.

　　After dinner, Luo Yi took Su Jiawen to the racecourse.

　　The March evening breeze had already warmed up, and the night watchman brought the horses out.

　　Su Jiawen rode on Lishi as usual, and Luo Yi chose the white horse that Shen Qiyin had ridden last time.

　　The back mountain was vast, with Luo Yi riding in front and Su Jiawen following behind.

　　Lishi was eager to surpass, but Su Jiawen held the reins, so it could only run slowly.

　　When they reached a small pavilion for a rest, Su Jiawen stopped and looked up at the sky.

　　'The stars are particularly bright tonight,' he said.

　　Luo Yi accompanied him to look, and after a while, Su Jiawen suddenly asked Luo Yi, 'Mr.

　　Luo, is your relationship with Mr.

　　Jiang very bad?' Luo Yi frowned.

　　He didn't want to talk about these things with Su Jiawen, so he glanced at him and asked, 'Why do you ask?' Su Jiawen sensed Luo Yi's displeasure and shook his head.

　　They continued to ride along the mountain road until they reached the mountaintop and looked at the lights of Ping City.

　　Su Jiawen checked his watch and said, 'I probably have to go home.' 'Is Jiang Qi's house also your home?' Luo Yi asked casually.

　　Su Jiawen was stunned and replied, 'He told me to say that.' 'If you want to go back, then go.' Luo Yi looked at Su Jiawen, and since Su Jiawen's horse was smaller in size than Luo Yi's, Luo Yi looked down at him."

　　Su Jiawen leaned slightly forward, and Lishi ran two steps towards Luo Yu's direction, getting closer to him.

　　Su Jiawen carefully observed Luo Yu's expression and whispered, "Mr.

　　Luo, please don't get angry." Luo Yu remained silent, but he spoke in an even smaller voice, saying to Su Jiawen, "You need to be careful recently." "Why?" Luo Yu's heart stirred, and he asked Su Jiawen.

　　Su Jiawen looked hesitant and struggled for a moment before finally saying, "Yesterday, Mr.

　　Jiang was talking on the phone in his study.

　　I happened to pass by, and his door wasn't closed.

　　It seemed like he mentioned something about Laos in Country A, and also about you..." "What did he say about me?" Luo Yu furrowed his brow.

　　Su Jiawen appeared afraid.

　　He leaned in close to Luo Yu and said in a low voice, "He mentioned something about guns, and drugs...

　　I'm afraid he wants to harm you." Luo Yu understood what was going on.

　　He distanced himself from Su Jiawen, appreciating his worried expression, and comforted Su Jiawen, saying, "Don't worry about these things.

　　It's getting late, let me take you back." Su Jiawen, seeing that Luo Yu wasn't taking it seriously, kept quiet.

　　Luo Yu took Su Jiawen to the garage.

　　He originally took the keys to a sports car but then changed to a larger one.

　　Jiang Qi's house and Luo Yu's house were located on opposite ends of Ping City.

　　It was already late, and Luo Yu took a longer route home, driving for over forty minutes before arriving at the front gate of his house, just ten minutes before ten o'clock.

　　Su Jiawen bid farewell to Luo Yu but couldn't open the car door.

　　Just as Su Jiawen was about to speak, Luo Yu leaned over, pushing down the backrest of Su Jiawen's seat and pressing against him.

　　When Luo Yu arrived at Jiang Qi's gate with Su Jiawen, it was already ten past ten.

　　Jiang Qi walked out and stood by the iron gate, waiting for Su Jiawen.

　　Su Jiawen looked at his watch and then at Jiang Qi standing at the gate, appearing uneasy and even anxious.

　　"What are you afraid of?" Luo Yu asked him, holding Su Jiawen's hand.

　　"I'll take you to apologize to Mr.

　　Jiang." Su Jiawen wanted to pull his hand out of Luo Yu's grasp.

　　His clothes were disheveled, and there was a hickey left by Luo Yu on his neck.

　　He really seemed afraid, but Luo Yu didn't notice.

　　Proudly, he brought Su Jiawen in front of Jiang Qi without any remorse and said, "Sorry I'm late, Mr.

　　Jiang.

　　Please understand." Jiang Qi didn't say anything.

　　He glanced at Su Jiawen, and Su Jiawen followed him into the courtyard.

　　Su Jiawen hadn't answered Luo Yu's calls for over a week, which was unusual.

　　Finally, one morning, Luo Yu couldn't hold back anymore.

　　He called Lu Yi into his office, gave him a pile of work to do, and asked if Su Jiawen had any classes in the afternoon.

　　Lu Yi acted quickly and brought Su Jiawen's schedule to Luo Yu within half an hour.

　　Su Jiawen had classes in the afternoon, with the last one ending around three o'clock.

　　Luo Yu ignored his original plans for the afternoon, took Xing Licheng, and went to inspect a subsidiary company near Pingda University.

　　Then they rushed to Pingda and coincidentally caught Su Jiawen right after he finished his classes.

　　Luo Yu waited by the teaching building for two minutes before Su Jiawen came out.

　　He looked somewhat frail, and as he passed by Luo Yu, he didn't notice him until Luo Yu cleared his throat.

　　Only then did Su Jiawen turn around.

　　Luo Yu noticed that his complexion didn't look good, as if he was unwell.

　　Before Su Jiawen could say anything, Luo Yu grabbed his wrist and asked, "What's wrong?" Whether it was a psychological illusion or not, Luo Yu felt that the wrist in his hand was thinner.

　　Su Jiawen reacted slowly.

　　He hesitated before saying, "I'm sick."

　　"His voice was hoarse, and his lips were pale.

　　He said, 'I have a slight fever.' Luo Yu, with a nervous expression on his face that looked fierce, asked him as if interrogating Su Jiawen, 'Did you see a doctor?' Su Jiawen shrunk his neck and slowly said, 'Yes, I did.

　　I was just about to go to the school hospital to get an IV drip.' Luo Yu was puzzled by the fact that Su Jiawen was going to the school hospital for treatment.

　　He asked, 'Is this how Jiang Qi treats you?' Upon hearing Jiang Qi's name, Su Jiawen's face turned slightly pale, and he replied, 'Just a small cold, it's nothing.' He and Luo Yu said their goodbyes, and Su Jiawen slowly walked towards the direction of the school hospital.

　　Luo Yu stood still for a few seconds, then caught up with him and walked beside Su Jiawen, asking him, 'You're going to get an IV drip alone?' 'Yes,' Su Jiawen nodded.

　　Luo Yu took his backpack and said, 'Since there's nothing wrong, I'll accompany you.' Su Jiawen turned his head slowly, glanced at him, smiled, and nodded.

　　The conditions at the school hospital were simple; there were only a dozen or so spots in the infusion room, but fortunately, there weren't many people around.

　　Luo Yu sat down next to Su Jiawen.

　　Su Jiawen needed two bags of IV drip, and after the nurse inserted the needle for him, he awkwardly said to Luo Yu, 'Mr.

　　Luo, it will take more than an hour.

　　You can go ahead and leave.' Luo Yu ignored him, opened Su Jiawen's backpack and looked at his books.

　　'You have good handwriting,' Luo Yu praised, flipping through Su Jiawen's annotations.

　　Su Jiawen forced a smile and thanked him.

　　Su Jiawen's politeness made Luo Yu feel a bit awkward, but he didn't want to leave.

　　He wanted to stay with Su Jiawen until he finished his treatment, so he stubbornly sat by his side.

　　After finally finishing the IV drip without speaking a word to each other, Su Jiawen's phone rang.

　　He answered it and made an arrangement with the other person.

　　After hanging up the phone, he told Luo Yu, 'Mr.

　　Jiang is waiting for me outside.' Luo Yu shrugged and said, 'I can at least accompany you to the exit.' Su Jiawen was acting strange that day; he seemed to have lost his vitality and was only reacting instinctively to various stimuli.

　　Hearing Luo Yu's words, he didn't refuse anymore.

　　He picked up his bag and walked towards the exit without saying a word.

　　Jiang Qi's car was parked at the gate, and the driver stood beside it, attracting attention.

　　Su Jiawen looked at Luo Yu deeply, waved at him, and stood there silently with a piece of white tape on his hand that was used to stop bleeding after removing the IV drip needle.

　　It was as if he had turned transparent.

　　'Goodbye, Mr.

　　Luo,' he said.

　　Luo Yu felt inexplicably uncomfortable from the gaze Su Jiawen gave him and unconsciously said goodbye to him, feeling as if it was a permanent farewell.

　　Su Jiawen turned around and walked towards the car, while Luo Yu watched him and suddenly noticed that his shoelaces were untied.

　　He immediately called out to him.

　　Su Jiawen turned back and looked at Luo Yu in confusion.

　　'Jiawen,' Luo Yu pointed at his shoes, 'your shoelaces.' Su Jiawen lowered his head to look at his feet and said, 'Oh,' then bent down to tie his shoelaces.

　　It was in that moment when he bent down that his T-shirt collar dropped.

　　Luo Yu casually glanced at it and saw numerous dark purple marks on Su Jiawen's chest and shoulders, marks of intimacy, marks of rough treatment by someone else.

　　Luo Yu had also left these marks on him before, but now someone else had taken his place.

　　Su Jiawen had slept with someone else."

　　Su Jiawen's body was very fair, his ligaments were soft, and he could pose in any position.

　　He had a melodious voice and he really liked Luo Yu.

　　He once wanted Luo Yu to keep the vase that he had chosen forever in his room.

　　He was a secret treasure of Luo Yu, a beam of infatuated light that fell onto Luo Yu from the corner of the stage.

　　Luo Yu suddenly remembered what Jiang Qi had said to him during their meal.

　　Something about "perhaps one day he would cry in bed and tell me that he loves me." Luo Yu couldn't help but close his eyes.

　　He felt a numbness spreading from the back of his neck to his entire back, and the strength in his limbs was drained.

　　It rushed into his eyes, staring at Su Jiawen as he tied his shoelaces.

　　Shyly, he smiled at him and walked towards Jiang Qi's car.

　　Luo Yu tried to call out "Jiawen," but couldn't make any sound.

　　Only the sound of his heartbeat seemed to pierce through his chest and echoed in his head.

　　It was truly a farewell, Su Jiawen bid his love goodbye, and Luo Yu didn't even have time to hold on to him.

　　He personally sent Su Jiawen to Jiang Qi's side.

　　Xing Licheng stood beside him, looking at his expression and thinking that his boss was truly defeated this time.