Chapter 646 - Let’s Talk About Love (5)
Lu Yan had fainted.
His wounds were infected, resulting in a persistent fever. An Xi measured his body temperature, it was already 42 degrees celsius!
If his fever were to continue, it would result in irreversible damage to his brain functions.
Li Si sat beside his bed, stretching one hand out to feel his forehead, it was burning hot, just like a fireball.
“An Xi, hurry up and get some medicine for his fever. I’ll get a basin of cold water to lower his body temperature,” Li Si said.
“Alright.”
An Xi and Li Si left the room.
He looked at the ceiling and gasped. His chest was pumping and his eyes were bloodshot. Clenching his fists tightly, he didn’t realize his joints were wet and his palms were clammy.
He finally unclenched his fists and licked the dry areas of his lips before sitting up on the bed.
He felt thirsty and wanted to get some water for himself.
Getting down from the bed, he stood up to pour himself a glass of water.
As he held the cup in his hand, he was suddenly reminded of the kiss in his dream. He was kissing her, it tasted so sweet…
It felt so good.
Recently, he had been dreaming of her frequently. It had been the first time living apart from her ever since he adopted her. They hadn’t seen each other in a very long time.
He was beginning to miss her.
Yes, he was missing her.
Lu Yan brought the cup to his lips and when he was about to take a sip of the water, he heard some footsteps outside. Two maids were having a conversation. “Let’s hurry up and go take a look, there’s a masquerade happening tonight. A couple that chooses the same mask can have a dance together.”
Masquerade?
Lu Yan placed his cup down. Would she go?
Was she going to go for the masquerade with Li Junxun?
Without further ado, Lu Yan strode to the door and pulled it open.
…
Lu Yan had arrived at the masquerade but he didn’t enter, all he did was to stand in a corner in a spot that was not noticeable.
He could never openly show his face at the masquerade. Hell, he wasn’t even supposed to leave the room, let alone attend or participate in something like this. It was too risky.
He didn’t know how and when he had lost his self-control. He would probably have died a few hundred times over if he continued with such behavior throughout the years.
But then, who knew how much longer he had to live? Who knew how much was left in this life of his?
His wounds were already infected and adding on the drug addiction, no one could guarantee that he would definitely live past tomorrow.
All he wanted was to see her, even if it was just a glance.
Although there were many people walking around the venue, his eyes were drawn to An’an in an instant.
He had one hand in his pocket and his bloodshot eyes were fixated on that lithe figure.
An’an was wearing an off-shoulder, pink lacy dress and her silky hair was draped over her shoulders. She was the limelight of the masquerade with her ravishing beauty as she stood in the middle of the lobby.
She was picking a mask.
Lu Yan caught a glance of her side profile and her skin was radiant while she lowered her head, carefully looking through the masks. Her eyelashes were long and her beauty had gone up another level again.
Her beauty was almost comparable with Tang Mo’er and Lin Shiyu’s as she slowly grew up.
She stood in the lobby and many men took discreet glances at her.
Lu Yan looked at her, his eyes raking over her from head to toe. He was a mature man and didn’t bother to hide his intentions. He was blatantly looking at her figure.
It would be best if… he could take her clothes off and look.
He wanted to have her in his arms.
Finally, after picking through the masks, she eventually decided on an eagle’s mask.
Eagle.
Lu Yan watched as she touched the male eagle’s mask. She had a male eagle tattooed on her chest, she told him, he was her male eagle.
Was she thinking about him?
“An’an.” A familiar voice was heard.
Lu Yan looked beside her, it was Li Junxun. He was clad in a white dress shirt and he had… a male eagle’s mask in his hands.
Li Junxun had picked a mask that matched hers.
“An’an, may I invite you for a dance?” Li Junxun walked in front of An’an and bent over, stretching one arm out.
Lu Yan watched and smirked. He didn’t know what he was doing, why was he watching her.
Here he was, standing in a hidden corner and having lustful thoughts about her. Although he knew it was wrong, he couldn’t control himself after all.
He wanted her.