The Sweetest Marriage (2)

Ch. 215: Jiang Ye's Xiping

There were people who advised Wei Chen to rest, but at this moment, Wei Chen seemed to have locked himself in a separate world, cut off from the outside. Others tried to talk to him, but he couldn't listen anymore.

"Achen," Wei Hua stopped Wei Chen, who was about to continue walking forward. However, Wei Chen just looked at Wei Hua with red eyes and bypassed him to keep moving forward.

Wei Hua grabbed Wei Chen's hand and said, "Achen, rest for a while. You haven't even had a sip of water since yesterday. Can you stop now, eat something, drink water, and continue later?"

Wei Chen seemed not to have heard and directly shook off Wei Hua's hand, stubbornly moving forward. He searched quietly in every corner.

Wei Hua wanted to go and hold Wei Chen, but Cookie extended a hand to stop him, shaking his head at Wei Hua. "Let him search." The current Wei Chen was like a machine with the only command in his brain being to find Chen Li. If someone disrupted this command, Cookie believed that Wei Chen would immediately collapse, despite him appearing only slightly fatigued now.

The calmer a person appears in the face of events, the more intense the turbulence in their heart, because there's no way to vent.

Wei Hua understood this truth but could only reluctantly give up persuading Wei Chen. He looked at Cookie and said, "Are you tired? If you are, go back first. I'll stay with Achen. I'm worried about him, and I'm worried about Chen Li too."

Cookie shook his head, "Let's stay together."

...

The next morning, in the early light, the sunlight poured down, and the morning dew had not yet faded. Under the sunlight, everything seemed refreshed. The sunshine in the dorm erased the gloom of yesterday. The fear of the scorching sun vanished, leaving no trace.

Jiang Ye got up from the bed and looked at the bed opposite. The introverted teenager from yesterday had already left at some point. The bed was neatly arranged, the sheets neatly folded.

"He's gone." At this moment, a crisp voice sounded, and Jiang Ye turned to see a pair of bright eyes. Jiang Ye smiled and said, "Xiping, good morning." The dimples on both sides of his cheeks sank deeply. In the morning sunlight, he looked exceptionally handsome.

"Morning." Lan Xiping responded with a smile, climbed down from the bed, went down the ladder, and walked to the bed where the introverted teenager had slept yesterday. The bed was already cold, evidently, the person had left very early. "Do you know when he left?"

"I don't know," Jiang Ye shook his head. His sleep was always relatively light, and any sound could wake him up. The teenager must have been very careful when leaving; otherwise, he wouldn't have woken up.

Yesterday, a classmate with a mental disorder attempted to stab Jiang Ye with a knife. Jiang Ye agilely avoided and remained unharmed, but the assailant got injured. Consequently, an ambulance took both the assailant and Jiang Ye to the hospital.

After finishing classes, Lan Xiping heard about the attack on Jiang Ye and hastily borrowed a bicycle from the street. He quickly provided the dormitory information and the name to the person and rode the bicycle to the hospital to find Jiang Ye.

Later, since there was no serious harm, Lan Xiping, Jiang Ye, and another roommate went to have barbecue skewers. They returned to the dormitory just before curfew.

When the three of them returned to the dormitory, they saw a sleeping young man at the entrance. Lan Xiping approached and remembered he had borrowed the young man's bicycle; the young man had come back to wait for him.

At that time, it was already very late. Lan Xiping noticed the dormitory building's door was closed and left the young man in the dormitory, allowing him to spend the night.