Chapter Index

    Lin Yu drove straight home. When he walked in, he found his father, Lin Qingfeng, and mother, Bai Shiya, sitting in the living room waiting for him.

    The three of them looked at each other, and for a moment, no one spoke.

    After a moment of silence, Lin Qingfeng spoke first, “Yu, are you really determined to leave?”

    Lin Yu slowly replied, “Yes.”

    Bai Shiya’s eyes were filled with tears as she walked forward and took his hand.

    “Son, I don’t know when we’ll see each other again after this departure.”

    Lin Yu forced back his sadness and squeezed out a smile.

    “Mom, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of myself.”

    After a few simple words of farewell, Lin Yu turned and went upstairs to his room, sat on the bed for a while, took out his phone from his pocket, removed his SIM card, and placed it on the bedside table.

    He silently picked up his luggage and contacted his assistant using the landline at home. After the rain subsided slightly, Lin Qingfeng and Bai Shiya sent Lin Yu to the helipad, where he boarded the plane directly.

    As the plane took off, he looked at the gradually blurring city outside the window, his heart aching, tears streaming down his face.

    This day seemed particularly long for Ye Xingchen.

    He was somewhat absent-minded at work, his mind constantly replaying the scene of his parting with Lin Yu in the morning, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

    But as time went on, a sense of unease gradually welled up in his heart.

    As he was about to get off work, Ye Xingchen couldn’t wait to drive to Lin Corporation to pick up Lin Yu. He even sent him a message on the way, but he didn’t receive a reply for a long time.

    He thought that maybe “Yu” was busy and hadn’t seen it.

    When he arrived at Lin Corporation, he went straight to Lin Yu’s office and raised his hand to knock on the door.

    At this moment, Secretary Shen walked over and said, “Ye Total, Lin Total didn’t come to work today.”

    Ye Xingchen looked puzzled, “How could that be?”

    Secretary Shen shook her head helplessly, “I don’t know the specifics.”

    At this time, Ye Xingchen took out his phone to call Lin Yu, but all he heard was the prompt that the phone was switched off.

    His brows furrowed, and the unease in his heart grew stronger, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

    But soon Ye Xingchen comforted himself, “Maybe Yu’s phone is dead. He didn’t come to work, so something must have happened. Yu said he loved me, so he definitely won’t leave me.”

    However, such self-comfort could not dispel the worry lingering in his heart.

    He hurriedly drove to the Lin family villa. When the servants saw that it was him, they immediately opened the door.

    At this moment, Bai Shiya and Lin Qingfeng were still at the villa. When Ye Xingchen saw them, he immediately hurried forward and asked, “Uncle and Auntie, where did Yu go? Do you know? I can’t get through to him.”

    Lin Qingfeng sighed heavily!

    “Yu is gone.”

    As soon as these words came out, Ye Xingchen’s eyes widened instantly, his face filled with disbelief.

    Bai Shiya continued, “Didn’t Yu tell you? He had already decided to leave. This child has such a deep relationship with you for so many years, and he didn’t even tell you about such a major event.”

    Ye Xingchen then asked, “Uncle and Auntie, do you know why he left?”

    Lin Qingfeng looked helpless and said slowly, “I asked him, but he seemed to have encountered some tricky problem and told me not to ask. At that time, his expression was extremely painful, so I didn’t continue to ask.”

    Ye Xingchen endured the heart-wrenching pain, his face terribly gloomy, and squeezed out a self-deprecating bitter smile.

    So, I actually caused him so much pain…

    “Can I go to his room and take a look?”

    Lin Qingfeng patted Ye Xingchen on the shoulder and said earnestly, “Go ahead.”

    Ye Xingchen rushed upstairs like a whirlwind and entered Lin Yu’s room.

    The room still faintly retained Lin Yu’s aura, but that familiar figure had disappeared.

    Ye Xingchen eagerly searched everywhere, wanting to see if he had left anything behind. Finally, he found a SIM card on the bedside table.

    His expression instantly became distorted and ferocious, his hands clenched into fists, his fingernails almost embedded in his palms.

    “Why? Why do you treat me like this?”

    His eyes were bloodshot, as if he was about to be completely swallowed by pain and anger, and his whole person fell into a state of near madness.

    After a long time, Ye Xingchen tremblingly picked up the SIM card and put it in his wallet, then took out his phone and recharged it with 100,000 yuan.

    After doing all this, Ye Xingchen walked out of Lin Yu’s room in a daze, his footsteps faltering, as if his soul had been drawn out, and slowly went downstairs.

    Lin Qingfeng and Bai Shiya were very worried when they saw him in this state.

    Lin Qingfeng sighed, “Their relationship is so deep. It’s no wonder Xingchen is so sad that ‘Yu’ left without telling him.”

    Bai Shiya’s eyes were filled with tears, “I hope Xingchen can cheer up soon, and I also hope that Yu will be well outside.”

    Ye Xingchen didn’t respond to their words, but mechanically walked towards the car, each step seeming extremely heavy.

    ——Seaside Villa

    Ye Xingchen didn’t know how he got home. He walked into the house like a walking corpse, his eyes empty and lifeless.

    “Go, get me wine, the more the better!” he roared at the servants.

    He went straight to the second floor and walked into his room, slamming the door shut with a “bang.”

    The servants quickly brought the wine into the room. Ye Xingchen roughly opened a bottle and poured it down his throat, the wine flowing freely.

    The lights in the room were dim, and his figure looked particularly lonely in the shadows.

    He couldn’t understand why Lin Yu wanted to leave him. They had clearly said they loved each other, and the recent sweetness of their relationship had made him think that they could continue like this forever.

    Now that he thought about it carefully, Lin Yu did have many abnormalities, but he was immersed in happiness, completely unaware, and relaxed his vigilance towards him, which gave him the opportunity to leave.

    “Why did you leave me? Didn’t you say you loved me?” Ye Xingchen roared in pain, the bottle in his hand smashed hard on the ground, glass shards flying everywhere.

    He picked up another bottle of wine and continued to pour it down, tears and wine mixing together and dripping on the ground.

    Now, he seemed to be in a dark abyss, unable to extricate himself.

    Ye Xingchen tirelessly poured wine in the room, time seemed to have lost its meaning for him.

    His eyes were bloodshot, his face haggard, and his whole person was like an empty shell from which the soul had been drawn, but filled with pain and anger.

    His eyes gradually became crazy and paranoid, and he kept muttering, “Want to escape from me? It’s not that easy…”

    Suddenly, he grabbed his phone like crazy, his fingers trembling, and roared in an almost hoarse voice, “Investigate! Even if you search every corner of this world, you must find Lin Yu for me!”

    His voice was hoarse and shrill, like a curse from hell.

    The person on the other end of the phone was startled by his roar and responded repeatedly.

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