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    Chapter 31: I Missed You

    The two of them walked all the way to the third row before stopping. Lin Lin raised his hand to greet someone, and when he turned back, he had already regained his enthusiasm, full of energy as he called out to Lin Sui, “Senior, come quickly, I asked a classmate to help me reserve the most center seat.”

    Lin Lin spoke quite loudly, and the people squeezed into the corners immediately cast envious glances. Lin Sui subconsciously straightened his back, a hint of panic in his eyes, feeling a little lost under all the attention.

    But since he was already here, Lin Sui could only bite the bullet and walk over. As soon as he sat down, the gazes became even more intense, like little knives whizzing past him. He couldn’t seem to sit comfortably no matter what he did.

    …Something felt even more wrong.

    Lin Sui covered his face with a book, turned his head, and whispered to Lin Lin next to him, “Who exactly is this lecture by?”

    Hearing this, Lin Lin hooked his lips into a smile and once again revealed his confident expression, proudly raising his chin, “It’s by Sui Congzhi, you know, the painter whose recent painting was auctioned off for three million eight hundred thousand. There are so many of his fans at our school. I put in a lot of effort to get this seat.”

    Lin Sui: !

    Lin Sui secretly used the corner of his eye to look at the surrounding classmates, whose faces were full of excitement and who were even willing to sit directly on the floor. Suddenly, he felt like he was wasting resources.

    He clearly just wanted to make up the numbers and earn a credit, alright?!

    Lin Sui touched his chest, feeling a slight pang of conscience.

    Perhaps his shocked expression was a little too exaggerated, as Lin Lin, who was immersed in the joy of successfully showing off his feathers, came back to his senses and quickly added, “I heard that this lecture will also randomly select people to interact with Senior Sui. A lot of people came just for this.”

    Lin Sui: …!

    If he was just feeling guilty a moment ago, Lin Sui was now terrified.

    As a mediocre student who hadn’t even finished reading his textbook, he really didn’t want to interact.

    Why did he have to endure the immense pressure of being called on by the teacher just by attending a lecture!

    Lin Sui didn’t want to say anything anymore. He trembled as he shrunk back into his seat, his expression going through a series of changes in just a few seconds: guilt – surprise – collapse – resignation.

    Just at this moment, someone slowly walked onto the stage. The noisy auditorium seemed to be muted, and everyone’s eyes followed the man walking onto the stage with fiery passion—except for Lin Sui.

    His mind was now filled with the tension of possibly being called on.

    Especially since the other party seemed to be a genius…it maximized the sense of oppression.

    Two wide tears flowed from Lin Sui’s heart.

    The person on the stage was slowly and methodically adjusting the microphone, making tapping sounds. Lin Sui subconsciously slid down a little, trying to use the person in front of him to block himself. He shrank his head into his collar, wishing he could ball himself up and stuff himself under the seat, then find a chance to roll out.

    But that was obviously impossible. Lin Sui could only pray that he wouldn’t be selected.

    But there were so many people here, he couldn’t possibly be that unlucky, right?

    The lecture soon began amidst thunderous applause. The man on the stage spoke in a soothing, low voice, unhurriedly speaking the content he had prepared in advance.

    The theme this time was also very interesting. It was a question that had been controversial in the art world for a long time—which is more important, skill or emotion?

    Both sides had a large number of supporters, who often fought to the death over their different ideas. But this painter named Sui Congzhi was indeed a genius. Even with this kind of theme, he grasped it just right, neither pretentious nor too extreme, giving this group of college students who had just embarked on this path a good introductory lesson.

    Lin Sui also perked up his ears and listened carefully. Although he only understood bits and pieces due to his poor foundation, he could inexplicably feel how amazing this person was.

    After hesitating for a moment, Lin Sui couldn’t resist his curiosity and cautiously poked out his fluffy head, secretly raising his eyes to look at the man on the stage.

    The moment he saw him, his eyes widened.

    Lin Sui stared blankly at the genius painter on the stage, who seemed to be glowing all over. The other party was wearing a crisp and neat white shirt, and his speech was relaxed and measured. Every move showed a sense of ease and lightness. His appearance was surprisingly captivating.

    At this moment, Sui Congzhi happened to be talking about the gossip of a famous painter, and laughter rang out in the auditorium.

    Sui Congzhi lightly controlled everyone’s emotions, and his gentle and refined appearance couldn’t hide the natural arrogance between his eyebrows. Lin Sui watched and watched, his mouth also open, but he didn’t make a sound.

    From his unfocused pupils, it could be seen that he didn’t put his mind in the auditorium at all, but was lost in thought.

    Among a group of fiery-eyed spectators, it was as if someone had suddenly fallen to the ground in a neat line, making it impossible not to be noticed.

    Sui Congzhi looked at the student who was out of place and in a daze, and gently raised his eyebrows.

    His expression was still amiable, as if he didn’t care about this accident, but those who were familiar with him could immediately tell that Sui Congzhi was not in a good mood at this time.

    Think about it, how could a person who had lived in flowers and applause all his life accept this kind of neglect.

    The laughter in the auditorium gradually stopped. Lin Lin finally separated some attention from the wonderful lecture and turned to Lin Sui with a smile, “Senior, Senior Sui is very excellent, right? I was worried that he was the kind of person who disdained talking to others, but I didn’t expect him to be so gentle.”

    Lin Sui nodded absentmindedly, but he didn’t even have the three words Sui Congzhi in his mind. It was all the shadow of another person.

    That person’s photo was still in his mobile phone. He secretly took it because he couldn’t bear to put the photo frame out. He was very similar to the current Sui Congzhi at that time. Even the photo paper and years could not hide his high spirits.

    The vibration of the mobile phone pulled back the gradually flying thoughts. Lin Sui subconsciously opened the new message, and his five fingers suddenly tightened, his mobile phone pressing painfully.

    Gu Nian: “What time are you coming back?”

    Four square words, even with a rigid period, seemed like a casual question that suddenly came to mind, but Lin Sui felt as if someone had gently pinched the tip of his heart. It didn’t hurt, it just felt sour.

    He seemed to see Gu Nian staying alone in the empty big house, with no one to talk to and no one to care about, so he could only silently digest his emotions…just like Lin Sui, who could only stay in the ward and see his family once a year.

    But he shouldn’t be like this, Lin Sui thought. Gu Nian should always be proud and always be the star standing on the high platform accepting everyone’s admiration.

    Lin Sui closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were completely firm.

    “Senior… Eh? Senior, where are you going? They’re about to draw lots.” Lin Lin looked at Lin Sui, who was getting up to leave, in astonishment, and subconsciously grabbed his wrist.

    Lin Sui looked at him apologetically and firmly pulled back his hand, “I’m sorry, I have something urgent to go home for, excuse me.”

    After saying that, Lin Sui didn’t give him a chance to ask any further questions, and his footsteps quickly and firmly disappeared through the auditorium door.

    Lin Lin looked at his back blankly, unable to figure out where the problem was.

    Didn’t the confession wall say that if someone invited you to watch Sui Congzhi’s lecture, you would definitely be happy to death? But why did Senior Lin Sui seem a little… sad?

    Lin Lin blankly recalled the expression he had just seen, and for a moment he couldn’t distinguish what it was.

    The empty seat Lin Sui left was quickly filled. At this moment, the lucky one who could go on stage and interact with Sui Congzhi up close was finally drawn. So the student who grabbed Lin Sui’s seat walked to the stage in a daze, his feet floating.

    A pie falling from the sky was nothing more than this.

    The selected student looked at Sui Congzhi nervously and excitedly, his mouth almost reaching the back of his ears.

    Sui Congzhi also maintained a flawless smile and naturally carried out the procedure, only in the occasional flickering of his eyes could one see a fleeting displeasure.

    That student dared to leave halfway!

    What could be more attractive to him than a genius!

    Lin Sui ran to the bus station in one breath, supporting his knees and panting heavily. His lungs ached as if they were about to explode, but his eyes were surprisingly bright. As soon as the black Audi arrived, he almost pounced into it. Before he could even sit still, he said in a clear voice, “Master, back to the villa, as fast as possible!”

    The driver thought something had happened, so he sped back to the villa while suppressing the speed limit.

    Without any hesitation, Lin Sui pushed open the door and looked at the man reading a book on the sofa, his eyes immediately curved up, his eyebrows and eyes full of smiles, beautiful and moving, “I’m back!”

    Gu Nian was startled by the sudden sound. Looking at Lin Sui, who suddenly appeared at home, he showed a rare look of astonishment.

    Lin Sui had already changed his shoes, like a small magnet finally finding its other half, he rushed to Gu Nian’s side with a whoosh, his every strand of hair dancing with joy, and repeated once again, “I’m back!”

    “…Mm.” Gu Nian gave his reply after a long while, the English original in his hand had long been closed, he looked at Lin Sui’s forehead covered in a thin layer of sweat, and inexplicably his voice was a little hoarse: “Why did you suddenly come back?”

    Lin Sui habitually grabbed Gu Nian’s hand to test his temperature, and then touched the cashmere blanket that was carefully placed on his legs, his smile even more brilliant, “I missed you, so I came back.”

    This time Gu Nian’s silence was even longer, and the voice when he spoke startled himself.

    He looked straight into Lin Sui’s amber eyes without a trace of impurities, and muttered to himself, “Missed me?”

    Lin Sui nodded vigorously, and took the initiative to put Gu Nian’s hand on his head, tilted his head and looked at him obediently, “I suddenly missed you when I was studying, I think it’s better for me to study at home in the future. Every time I’m in the library, I can’t help but miss you.” Mainly because he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to eat, and secretly throw the blanket away.

    But he couldn’t say this, otherwise Gu Nian would definitely throw a tantrum. Lin Sui gave himself a thumbs up for his wit.

    Gu Nian lowered his eyes to look at the youth lying on his lap and letting him rub him at will. His Adam’s apple rolled violently, and his fingers clenched and then released. Something hotter than magma rolled over his eyes. After a long time, he said in a deep voice, “Okay.”

    Lin Sui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Gu Nian would suddenly act like a tsundere and would rather endure the loneliness than accept his suggestion. Now it was great like this.

    He took the initiative to rub against Gu Nian’s hand, and thought with satisfaction that if he continued like this, the Gu Nian who was alone and immersed in pain and loss and gradually became paranoid and gloomy, might have disappeared a little bit now, right?

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