Incurable Pain IP Chapter 82

IP Chapter 82

Incurable Pain | Chapter 82

When Yu Luoyin drove to the west gate of Lan University, Bai Xunyin was already waiting by the roadside.

He turned a corner at the intersection and saw the woman standing under the trees from a distance.

Well, she could still be called a young girl.

After returning to the campus, Bai Xunyin dressed even more casually, wearing sneakers, jeans, and a sweater. When it got cold, she would put on a large knitted cardigan outside. 

Because she had to look at students during cla.s.s, she wore a pair of frameless gla.s.ses on her pet.i.te and straight nose, making her look no different from the college students in their early twenties at a glance.

The sunlight shone through the leaves onto Bai Xunyin’s body. Yu Luoyin watched her play with the scattered leaves under her feet—this was a “feature” of Lan University.

Outside the west gate of Lan University, there were rows of planted plane trees along the roadside. In autumn, the plane tree leaves withered and fell, but no one cleaned them up.

Letting the dust return to the dust and the soil to the soil, truly achieving the so-called “returning to the roots” and returning to the essence.

But there were always people who liked to step on those dry leaves to hear the sound, feeling particularly refreshing, and Bai Xunyin was one of them.

This could also be considered one of her few quirks.

While the traffic light was red, Yu Luoyin teasingly glanced at her for a while, then deliberately honked the horn when he restarted the car.

After all, he wanted to attract the girl’s attention.

Bai Xunyin looked up and saw Yu Luoyin’s car approaching. She walked forward a few steps.

“Eating with a man behind my back?” 

When the car stopped in front of her, Yu Luoyin lowered the window and his first words were somewhat ambiguous, “Feeling bold?”

He often acted like this, but Bai Xunyin couldn’t be bothered to pay any attention.

She walked around to the driver’s side, opened the door, and raised her chin at Yu Luoyin. 

“Get out, I’ll drive.”

Yu Luoyin got out as instructed, but couldn’t help raising an eyebrow curiously. 

“Why?”

“You smell like the operating room.” Sitting in the driver’s seat, Bai Xunyin fastened her seatbelt and wrinkled her nose. 

“Aren’t you tired?”

Yu Luoyin paused for a moment, then couldn’t help but smile. 

“Darling, you’re really considerate.”

He stretched lazily, his voice clear and somewhat lazy. 

“A little. I’ve been working for more than ten hours straight… But at least I don’t have to work overtime today.”

Today was December 31st, the last day of the year, and New Year’s Eve.

He really didn’t want to spend it in the hospital office filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Although he had spent the past two years like this, this year he had Bai Xunyin.

Yu Luoyin didn’t want to make himself miserable like a single dog, so he voluntarily worked overtime and pushed this “good job” onto someone else.

Yu Luoyin’s slender fingers fiddled around, a casual gesture when bored. He looked at Bai Xunyin’s focused face as she drove. 

“How do you want to spend New Year’s Eve?”

Bai Xunyin said calmly, “Is this even considered a holiday?”

…

All the “romantic” holidays seemed like fleeting clouds to Bai Xunyin. She didn’t like Christmas, Christmas Eve, or even New Year’s Day and Spring Festival, let alone just New Year’s Eve.

Yu Luoyin felt like he was going to cough up blood, but couldn’t help feeling a little sorry.

Especially thinking of Christmas, it wasn’t really a pleasant memory— even this year’s Christmas, both of them were spent working overtime.

It seemed that the older people grew, the more tired they were of dealing with the “ceremonial” feeling of holidays.

But today, Yu Luoyin really wanted to be romantic.

So, while waiting at the red light, he held the girl’s chin and forced her to turn her head, suddenly attacking her with a lingering and affectionate kiss amidst Bai Xunyin’s bewildered gaze.

Of course, to avoid a traffic accident, this wet kiss was very brief.

“Of course, it’s considered a holiday.” Yu Luoyin’s voice was low, with a slight smile. 

“Bai Xunyin, we’ve been together for almost half a year.”

Bai Xunyin’s amber eyes were a bit dazed.

She suddenly realized that the past six months with Yu Luoyin seemed to have pa.s.sed the fastest.

Focused on nothing but happiness.

“Let’s go to the supermarket.” Yu Luoyin chuckled lightly. 

“I’ll cook something delicious for you—what do you want to eat?”

Bai Xunyin was focused on driving, her eyes always looking ahead, as if she hadn’t heard Yu Luoyin’s words. 

After a while, she calmly said something astonishing, “I want to eat you.”

…

Yu Luoyin’s eyebrows twisted slightly. 

“What?”

“I want to eat you, is that not okay?” 

Bai Xunyin glanced sideways at Yu Luoyin, looking very innocent and innocent. 

“I just thought about it, if we spend New Year’s Eve together, it seems very meaningful.”

That would mean celebrating from this year to the next.

But Yu Luoyin’s brain seemed to have crashed—was there such a good thing in the world?

Bai Xunyin perfectly interpreted what it meant to be “wild in appearance but tame in heart,” making people feel exhilarated just by listening to her.

And all that exhilaration gathered in one place.

Yu Luoyin immediately became spirited, sitting up straight and saying seriously, “Since you’ve invited me like this, let’s go home.”

If he refused this proposal, he would simply be unworthy of being a man.

At this moment, Yu Luoyin wished he were sitting on a roller coaster.

But the “ride” between the two of them ultimately didn’t go as planned.

Midway, Ah Mo called Bai Xunyin, asking her to go to the bar for a drink, and the reason was irresistible—

“You have to come with your significant other.” 

Ah Mo’s loud voice echoed through the car’s Bluetooth, quite jubilant. 

“I’ve got my marriage certificate!”

…

Getting married on New Year’s Eve, that’s really creative.

Yu Luoyin felt that if it were any other reason, he could help Bai Xunyin refuse and then go home “for a ride.” 

But it had to be this kind of thing.

He could only listen sourly and angrily as Bai Xunyin asked for the address, then watched her turn a corner and head for the bar.

Yu Luoyin felt it was difficult not to be sarcastic. 

“Ning Shumo is getting married so soon?”

“So soon?” Bai Xunyin was unimpressed. She wasn’t surprised by Amo’s sudden marriage certificate. 

She said lightly, “She’s liked Sheng Wen for many years, there’s no reason to refuse.”

“Is that so?” 

Yu Luoyin thought for a moment, then said in a low voice, “I’ve liked you for many years too.”

“Hmm?” Just then, someone honked outside the window, and Bai Xunyin didn’t hear Yu Luoyin’s muttered words. 

She asked, “What did you say?”

…

Yu Luoyin forced a smile. 

“Nothing.”

It was just another failed proposal attempt.

This New Year’s Eve, inexplicably turned from ecstatic to furious, Yu Luoyin experienced what it meant to have ups and downs.

But in front of others, he remained the same as always, with that deadpan expression, playful yet indifferent.

After drinking a few rounds at the bar, Ah Mo forcibly dragged Bai Xunyin onto the dance floor to dance. The music was deafening, and talking basically required shouting, so even “whispering” wouldn’t worry about being overheard.

Ah Mo leaned in and loudly asked Bai Xunyin’s ear, “Darling, did he propose to you?”

Bai Xunyin was stunned, then shook her head.

“What?” 

Amo was shocked by the answer, blinking in disbelief. 

“Really? I saw the way Yu Luoyin looks at you like he wants to devour you, and yet he hasn’t proposed?”

…

“What kind of description is that?” 

Bai Xunyin was speechless, shrugged indifferently, and said, “No hurry.”

She was only twenty-five this year, why rush into marriage?

“Sigh, now that you put it that way, I regret stepping into the grave of marriage so early.” Ah Mo cried out, somewhat helpless. 

“But if Sheng Wen proposes to me, I can’t bear to refuse.”

“Yinyin, if Yu Luoyin proposed to you, would you say yes?”

Bai Xunyin was startled. She realized she had never considered the question Ah Mo just asked.

She just a.s.sumed that she and Yu Luoyin had implicitly agreed not to marry in the near future, so naturally there wouldn’t be a proposal. 

But if… if Yu Luoyin really proposed?

If she refused, that guy would probably pretend to be hurt and act spoiled again?

Just thinking about it gave her a headache.

Bai Xunyin shook her head helplessly, preferring not to think about it.

Feeling uncomfortable in the dance floor, she, weakened by alcohol, had two gla.s.ses of whisky mixed with Red Bull, which made her head spin. 

In no time, she wanted to go home.

Just as those who loved revelry couldn’t understand homebodies, Bai Xunyin loved peace and quiet, and could never understand why some people were obsessed with the debauchery of nightlife.

Perhaps, as Mr. Lu Xun* said, the joys and sorrows of humanity are not mutually understood. She just found the noise annoying.

*T/N: A philosopher

Bai Xunyin walked over to Yu Luoyin, leaned her head on his shoulder, and tugged at his sleeve. 

“Let’s go home.”

The slightly tipsy girl looked a bit silly, but Yu Luoyin found it somewhat fresh. Annoyingly, he reached out and poked her soft face. 

“Are you drunk?”

Bai Xunyin’s expression was blank, but her voice was soft and murmured, “Maybe.”

Tsk, so adorable.

Yu Luoyin resisted the urge to kiss her, bent down, and lifted her up.

As they walked out of the hot and stuffy bar, the cold wind blew in their faces, making Bai Xunyin shiver. Yu Luoyin sensed it and held her tighter.

“Good girl,” he whispered softly. 

“We’ll be home soon… Let’s have a nice New Year’s Eve together.”

What fun was there at the bar? 

They could celebrate New Year’s in the way Bai Xunyin said, in a seductive manner.

Anyway, it was almost ten o’clock by the time they got home, and Yu Luoyin was confident he could pull off a New Year’s celebration.

Bai Xunyin whimpered playfully, and like someone afraid of the cold, she snuggled into Yu Luoyin’s arms.

The girl was light as a feather, but soft, and Yu Luoyin knew how her slender waist felt in his hands.

The body that was just a little cold a moment ago suddenly warmed up.

Yu Luoyin quickly walked to the parking lot and put the woman in the driver’s seat, then got into the car himself. But before he could fasten his seatbelt, Bai Xunyin’s phone, which had just fallen out of her pocket, rang.

Yu Luoyin casually glanced over, but in the next moment, his eyes froze.

Both he and Bai Xunyin knew each other’s phone pa.s.swords, but they never checked each other’s phones. 

However, today, this message…

Yu Luoyin squinted involuntarily.

On the screen was a WeChat friend request, with a note that read, “Senior, this is my twelfth time requesting to add you on WeChat. Now that I’m your junior in cla.s.s, can you add me?”

The twelfth time?

Heh.

Who was this brat?

Calling her senior like that, did he think he was very young?