On How To Defeat Dr. Qing Leng Chapter 69

Chapter 69 Chapter 69 The escape route I give you

The chopsticks in Wen Yelan’s hand fell to the table with a bang.

He watched blankly as Pei Yan stood up and took out a file bag from the cabinet, and took out a red book. The gilded “Real Estate Certificate” on it was dazzling under the light.

“This is…” Wen Yelan’s voice was a little dry.

Pei Yan pushed the thing in front of him, his expression a little nervous.

“House. The city center, not far from your institute, 20 minutes’ drive. It’s not big, 90 square meters, two bedrooms and one living room. It faces south and has good lighting. There is a dessert shop and a vegetable market downstairs, and it’s a five-minute walk from the subway station.”

Wen Yelan’s eyes moved from the real estate certificate to Pei Yan’s face, and then back again.He put his hands on his knees, his fingertips trembling slightly.

“When…you bought it?”

“The night you went to the grassland.” Pei Yan looked at him with deep eyes, “I took you to the airport quietly, and when I came back, I went straight to check out the apartment.”

Wen Yelan felt his throat tightening: “Why?”

Pei Yan was silent for a few seconds.He reached out and opened the property certificate and pushed it in front of Wen Yelan.In the column of the person with authority, the words “Wen Yelan” are clearly printed, and they are owned by themselves.

“Look,” Pei Yan pointed to the line of words, “there is only your name.”

Wen Yelan’s breathing stagnated.

“Ye Lan,” Pei Yan’s voice lowered, with a sincere seriousness, “you can leave Bai Yu without a way out, but I can’t let you have no way out.”

Wen Yelan looked up at him, her eyes already red.

“I’m serious.” Pei Yan continued, with a steady and forceful tone, “If we quarrel in the future, although I will do my best, but if you are angry, uncomfortable, and want to be alone, I don’t want you to go to such a far away place like this time, without food or housing.”

He paused, tapping his fingers lightly on the edge of the table.

“You go here. This is your house, it belongs to you completely. If it’s a combination lock, you don’t have to tell me the password. If it’s a key, you don’t have to give me a spare key. Everything there is yours, you can decorate it how you want, go when you want, and stay as long as you want.”

Wen Yelan’s lips moved but no sound came out.

“I don’t want to separate from you,” Pei Yan immediately added, “I don’t want you to move out. Our home will always be here, the home you and I share. But this…” He pointed to the property certificate, “It’s for you. It lets you know that no matter what happens, you have a place to go, a space that is completely yours and under your control.”

His voice became hoarse: “I don’t want you to be beaten and uncomfortable like you were when you were a child, and you didn’t even have a place to hide.”

These words were like a dull knife, piercing the softest part of Wen Yelan’s heart.He lowered his head suddenly, tears hitting the table without warning, splashing a small dark stain.

Wen Yelan’s biggest dream as an adult is to have a house of his own in this place, but the money has to be divided between his parents and he can’t save enough.

“Pei Yan…” He choked, unable to speak complete words.

Pei Yan stood up, walked around the dining table to him, squatted down, and looked up at him.Wen Yelan cried quietly, only her shoulders were shaking slightly, and tears flowed down her cheeks, one drop after another.

Pei Yan raised his hand and wiped his tears with his fingertips, but there were more and more tears wiping away.

“Don’t cry,” Pei Yan’s voice became hoarse, “Did I…do something wrong again?”

“No!” Wen Yelan grabbed his hand suddenly and shook his head vigorously, tears flying everywhere, “I like…I…”

He was so choked that he couldn’t speak anymore. He could only hold Pei Yan’s hand hard, his fingertips trembling.

Pei Yan held his hand and held him in his arms.Wen Yelan buried her face in his shoulder, her voice muffled.

“I just… didn’t expect… that you would think about this…”

“I think about it every day.” Pei Yan hugged him tightly and coaxed him gently. “I thought about it for a long time last night. I thought about what kind of life you lived before, where you would hide when you were scared, and whether there was anyone who could hug you when you were sad… Then I thought, I can’t wait any longer, and I want you to feel at ease as soon as possible. Prepare a place for you, prepare a way out, prepare a… I will always welcome you, and belong to your home.”

Wen Yelan cried harder in his arms.

“Okay, don’t cry anymore.” Pei Yan kissed his forehead, “My eyes will swell if I cry again. Can I take you to have a look?”

Wen Yelan raised his head from his arms, his eyes were as red as a rabbit, the tip of his nose was also red, and his face was stained with tears.He sniffed and nodded: “Go now.”

Pei Yan was stunned for a moment: “Now? Do you want to eat more…”

“We’ll eat when we come back.” Wen Yelan tugged on the corner of his clothes with a stubborn look in his eyes, “I want to watch it now.”

Pei Yan looked at him like this, and felt so soft in his heart.He raised his hand to wipe the tears on Wen Yelan’s face and smiled: “Okay, go now. Go change clothes?”

Wen Yelan nodded, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, his steps a little hasty.Pei Yan followed him, looking at his back as he rummaged through the closet for clothes, and couldn’t suppress the smile on his lips.

His Yelan rarely expresses “I want” so directly.

very nice.

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When the car drove out of the community, the sunshine was just right at two o’clock in the afternoon.

Wen Yelan was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the real estate certificate tightly in his hand.He looked down from time to time, then looked up at the street scene outside the window, gently rubbing his fingers on the certificate.

Pei Yan drove the car and caught a glimpse of his little movements from the corner of his eye, feeling warm and sour in his heart.

“Actually, the decoration is not completely finished yet,” Pei Yan said, “The hard decoration is over, and I only bought the basic furniture for the soft decoration. The rest I want you to choose by yourself, what kind of sofa you like, what color curtains, how you want to decorate the study room… it’s all according to your preferences.”

“Also,” Pei Yan continued, “I have installed a dishwasher and a steam oven in the kitchen. Although you said you want to learn to cook in the future, I guess you will still be lazy. You can buy some semi-finished cakes in the oven and bake them yourself. The balcony faces south, and I have reserved a place. You can plant some flowers or set up a lounge chair to bask in the sun…”

As he was talking, he found that Wen Yelan was silent again.When I turned around, I saw that the man was looking out the window, his mouth slightly pursed.

Pei Yan chuckled: “What’s wrong? What’s inappropriate?”

“No.” Wen Yelan’s voice was very soft, “Everything is fine.”

The car drove into the community.The distance between buildings is very wide, the greening is very good, there are a few old branches with lush leaves, and there is a small pond with several fat koi carps in it.

Pei Yan parked the car in the underground garage and took Wen Yelan up the stairs in the elevator.

The sixth floor arrived soon.

One staircase at a time, the dark gray door is clean, without Spring Festival couplets or the word “Fu”, like a brand new space waiting for the owner to open it.

Pei Yan took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Wen Yelan.

“You drive it,” he said.

Wen Yelan took the key and inserted it into the keyhole, turned it, and with a soft sound, the door opened.

A faint, newly renovated smell came to my face, mixed with the smell of wood and paint.Wen Yelan stepped in and was stunned.

In front of you is a spacious and bright living room.The light gray walls, wood-colored floors, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows are filled with green trees and the outline of the city in the distance.The sun shines in without any obstruction, making the entire space warm and transparent.

The living room was empty, with only an off-white fabric sofa, a log coffee table, and a bookshelf in the corner.Simple, clean, yet inexplicably comfortable.

“The shoe cabinet is at the door,” Pei Yan stood behind him, and a pleasant voice sounded behind him, “I bought a few pairs of slippers. You can see if they fit.”

Wen Yelan lowered his head and saw several pairs of slippers neatly arranged at the entrance, some made of cotton and some sandals, all in light colors.He changed into a pair of them, which were very comfortable.

He walked into the living room slowly, his steps gentle.His fingers brushed against the fabric of the sofa, which was soft and delicate.He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the scenery outside the window.

“Do you like it?” Pei Yan asked.

Wen Yelan nodded: “I like it.”

No sound came out the first time, so he paused and added: “I like it very much.”

Pei Yan walked over, hugged him gently from behind, and rested his chin on his shoulder: “Look at something else?”

Wen Yelan nodded again.

Pei Yan held his hand and showed him around the house.

Every room has bright windows and is full of sunlight.The decorator’s intentions can be seen in every detail. There is no over-decoration or flashy decoration. Everything is focused on comfort and practicality, leaving enough space for the owner to fill in.

Wen Yelan stood in the study for a long time.He imagined himself sitting at this desk reading and writing papers, imagining the bookshelves filled with his favorite professional and leisure books and the warmth of the afternoon sun shining through the window on the pages.

“Here…” he said, his voice very soft, “You can put a lazy sofa. Near the window.”

“Okay.” Pei Yan responded immediately, “I’ll pick it up on the weekend.”

Wen Yelan turned to look at him.Pei Yan stood at the door of the study, leaning on the door frame, looking at him tenderly.The sun shone in from behind him, coating his whole body with a furry golden edge.

“Why?” Wen Yelan asked again, “Why… do you do this?”

Pei Yan was silent for a few seconds, then walked into the study and sat down on the windowsill next to the desk.He patted the place next to him, and Wen Yelan walked over and sat down side by side with him.

“Ye Lan,” Pei Yan said, looking out the window, “I said, I want to be your family. A real family.”

Wen Yelan said “hmm”.

“But there will be quarrels and conflicts between family members.” Pei Yan continued, with a calm tone, “My parents have a good relationship, but they will also have disagreements. When my mother is angry, she will go to my grandma’s house for two days, or go to her own studio and close the door without anyone paying attention. My father just stays at home, cooking when it is time, and going to work when it is time. When my mother calms down, he will pick her back up.”

He paused, then turned to look at Wen Yelan: “I think this is good. If there is a conflict, there is no need for a head-on confrontation, and no one has to bow his head. Give each other some space, calm down, and think about it clearly before talking. But the premise is that there must be a space where you can go.”

Wen Yelan lowered his eyes and listened carefully.

“You didn’t.” Pei Yan’s voice lowered, “When you were a child, you had nowhere to hide when you were beaten. When you grow up, you can only hold on alone when you are sad. I also gave up the house I rented before. That time I went to the grassland… I knew you really had no choice. Beijing is so big, but there is no place where you can stay in peace and not be disturbed by anyone.”

He reached out and held Wen Yelan’s hand that was holding the window sill: “So this house is your space. It is not to separate you and me, but to allow us to be together better. Do you understand?”

Wen Yelan held his hand instead and held it tightly.

“I understand.” He said, looking up at Pei Yan, his eyes red again, “I just… never thought that someone would think so much about me.”

Pei Yan smiled with heartache in his smile: “Think more about it in the future. I will think a lot more about you. You have to get used to it slowly.”

Wen Yelan also smiled, although his eyes were still wet.He rested his head on Pei Yan’s shoulder and looked at the sunlight shining on the desk outside the window. He didn’t speak for a long time.

The two sat quietly like this for a while.The sun slowly slanted westward, casting long shadows on the wooden floor.

“Pei Yan.” Wen Yelan suddenly spoke.

“Huh?”

Wen Yelan stood up and walked around the study again.He walked to the bookshelf and brushed his fingers over the empty partitions.

“This weekend…” he said, “let’s go book shopping. Fill them all up.”

“Okay.” Pei Yan also stood up, “What else do you want to buy? Let’s make a list together.”

Wen Yelan thought for a while: “The curtains should be light gray, with better light transmission. The living room should have a softer carpet. The bed sheets and quilt covers in the bedroom should be light blue or off-white. You should also buy dishes and dishes for the kitchen, as well as seasonings…”

As he was talking, he suddenly stopped and looked at Pei Yan: “Am I too verbose?”

“No.” Pei Yan walked up to him and hugged his waist. “You continue talking, I will remember it.”

Wen Yelan leaned in his arms and continued to talk: “You can grow a few pots of green plants on the balcony, which are easy to support. You need a lamp in the study to protect your eyes. You need a toothbrush holder and towels in the bathroom…”

He spoke in detail.Pei Yan listened quietly, his heart felt like being soaked in warm water, warm and swollen.

He was imagining two people going to a furniture store together, selecting items together, and decorating them together.

Pei Yan was very moved.

“By the way,” Wen Yelan suddenly remembered something and withdrew from Pei Yan’s arms with a serious expression, “How much does this house… cost?”

Pei Yan raised his eyebrows: “Why do you ask this?”

“I want to do it by myself.” Wen Yelan said, “Although I may not be able to pay it back now, I can pay it back slowly. It’s okay to pay back half in installments first…”

“Wen Yelan.” Pei Yan interrupted him and his tone became serious, “If you say such things again, I will be really angry.”

Wen Yelan pursed her lips: “But…”

“No but.” Pei Yan held his face with both hands. Wen Yelan’s face had already grown some flesh on his own. It was soft and felt good to the touch. “This is a gift from me. It’s not a loan, not an investment, but a gift. Just like I gave you a bouquet of flowers, a piece of cake, and a piece of clothing, but this gift is bigger. Have you ever seen anyone who accepts a gift and still has to pay back the money?”

Wen Yelan held his face in his hands and spoke vaguely: “That’s different…”

“What’s the difference?” Pei Yan stared at him, “Wen Yelan, let me tell you, your happiness here is the most important thing. If you are happy, this house is worth it. If you are not happy, it is worthless no matter how expensive it is.”

He let go of his hand and softened his tone: “Just think… this is the ‘deposit’ I paid you. I promise that I will treat you well in the future, not make you angry, and not make you sad. If I can’t do it, you at least have a place to go, where I can go and reflect. Is it acceptable to think like this?”

Wen Yelan looked at him for a long time before gently nodding.

“Then…” he whispered, “thank you.”

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