A Beta Who Was Courted Crazily for Love (Translated)

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

In the interstellar era, communications were very clear, capturing the slightest changes in breathing, every tremor in the words, and even the barely audible muffled sounds, all of which transmitted through Yang An's eardrum, like a tingling electric current, making his fingers tremble slightly.

"..." Yang An, for some unknown reason, felt his heart pounding heavily. The wind outside the corridor seemed a bit hot, and his palms were damp with sweat.

"Mr. Yu..." He barely stabilized his voice, his mind a muddle, and dryly asked, "Why does your heart hurt... Is it a congenital heart disease?"

Yu Qingyan lowered his gaze, silently curling his lips. "It's somewhat similar... but, cough, cough... it's still different."

"Different in what way?" Yang An asked softly.

"This is actually a congenital neuralgia; the location of each attack varies... cough, cough, cough..." Yu Qingyan's breathing grew heavier, his suppressed coughing congested in his throat. Sweat beads formed densely on his forehead, with a few silver strands stuck to them, making his face appear even paler.

Yang An was frightened. Mr. Yu's voice was so weak, and the continuous coughing made him feel as if Mr. Yu might pass away at any moment... Ugh, he shouldn't think such ominous thoughts.

Mr. Yu will be alright!

Now... now Mr. Yu should rest, get proper rest, and recover!

Yang An, flustered and panicked, suddenly said, "Mr. Yu! Don't talk, you should rest first. We'll... we'll talk next time..." He felt that Mr. Yu's condition was not suitable for a conversation.

"Xiao An... I, I want to hear your voice..." Yu Qingyan said intermittently, as if he hadn't heard.

Hearing his voice? Yang An didn't have time to think about why and immediately spoke without hesitation.

"What do you want to hear? I'll tell you!"

"...It's fine now... cough, cough..." Yu Qingyan slowly closed his eyes, casting a shadow over his eyelids, and said softly, "Xiao An... do you know, cough cough, I just dreamed... that you were in trouble. I was very worried about you..."

Yang An was stunned for several seconds before fully understanding Mr. Yu's words. So... the reason Mr. Yu, who was so ill, called him was—

Worried about him.

A tidal wave of guilt instantly overwhelmed Yang An. If time could be turned back, he would definitely check the light computer messages first and reassure Mr. Yu.

He moved his lips slightly and said in a low voice, "Mr. Yu, don't worry. I'm fine now, no missing limbs or anything... In Tanton Forest, I..." He hesitated but continued, "Used the high-pressure particle cannon you taught me last time. It worked very well; all those beasts are dead."

"So I'm not injured at all, I'm perfectly fine. You really don't need to worry about me... If you don't believe me, I'll record a video later, and show you..."

A video? Yu Qingyan's eyelids twitched, and his fingertips tightened. "Hmm... Xiao An, will recording a video be too troublesome?"

"No!" Yang An replied firmly.

"That's good, Xiao An." Yu Qingyan said softly, "Then I... might worry a little less."

Yang An let out a slight sigh of relief but suddenly felt something was wrong. Wait, what did he just say?

A video... for Mr. Yu?!

Yang An's entire demeanor fell apart; his face shifted unpredictably, and it was truly a sight to behold.