Chapter 747: Please Be Safe!
It had been five days, yet Luan had not received any answer from Dr. Feng. Let alone an answer, the man did not even come looking for him!
Luan had no idea how many times he had stopped himself from confronting the man right away. He told himself that he should be patient, that he should give Dr. Feng all the time and space he needed.
Still, this overwhelming dread and anxiety was killing him slowly. He felt like he was stewed in a pot of bubbling and sizzling magma. It was suffocating and he could not breathe properly. And before he knew it, all of the flesh on his body had melted away, leaving only charred bones that would soon turn to ash. It did not hurt – or to be exact, he had gotten so used to it that it had become a kind of itching numbness.
When all was said and done, he had presented his core – the most personal and intimate part of him, the part which held all of his unspoken feelings, nurtured by years of silent affection and love. It would be an utter lie if he said that he did not hope; hope that at least... he would be able to move the man’s heart.
The first day, he was utterly distraught with thrill, hope and anticipation.
Second and third day, a sliver of doubt began to linger in his mind. What if Dr. Feng was only dragging the time because he did not know how to reject him? What if everything was only his wishful thinking and Dr. Feng was not actually moved at all? What if it was really impossible between them?
Fourth day, he could not even function properly. It was fortunate that all of the system’s operation was carried out automatically or else the research institute would be down due to countless errors by now. Constantly worrying, constantly fearing, it was utterly unbearable. He even thought that it was better to snuff out any hope sooner than to hang him like this.
And finally, today was the fifth day...
Luan could not endure it anymore and secretly snuck a glance at Dr. Feng’s office to see what the man was up to.
And there he was, working as usual. Luan greedily took in the man’s silhouette because he had not seen him since the day he handed his core over. And God... he missed him terribly, so much that he was going crazy over it. As he soothed his intense longing by gazing at the man from afar, an indescribable sadness arose in his heart as well.
How could he still work at a time like this? How could he continue to act as if... as if nothing happened at all?