ISWTDB Ch38

Chapter 38: The Disabled Brother of the Wealthy Male Lead (20, 21)

Ying Zhao blinked, looking at Lin Yiting with wide eyes as if he wanted to devour him, finding it somewhat amusing.

Because for him, doing such things with his beloved was quite natural. Originally, he had been considering Lin Yiting’s physical condition, so he had been suppressing himself from doing it. But now, after over two months had passed, would it really be okay to proceed?

After all, Lin Yiting’s leg recovery had been progressing remarkably well, even surpassing Ying Zhao’s expectations. Thinking about this, Ying Zhao scanned the firm physique under Lin Yiting’s shirt, feeling a bit anticipative.

However, despite drinking a lot, Lin Yiting wasn’t completely drunk. Especially after Ying Zhao came into the room and helped him drink some water, Lin Yiting had regained half of his sobriety.

But suddenly, he didn’t know how to face Ying Zhao. He hadn’t expected himself to lose control like this today, exposing himself in such an embarrassing state to Xiao Zhou.

But how should he explain this to Xiao Zhou? Should he say that the reason he lost control was because he found out about Xiao Zhou hugging and talking with another woman? Should he confess his fear and anxiety?

Xiao Zhou would definitely ask how he knew about these things at school so quickly, exposing that he had been monitoring Xiao Zhou’s life all along. The more Lin Yiting thought about this, the more fearful he became.

At the same time, his heart was filled with jealousy and endless apprehension, needing an outlet for release. So, he couldn’t restrain himself from kissing his beloved’s lips passionately, then pressing him down regardless.

They had already confessed their feelings for each other, and Xiao Zhou had said he would always be with him!

Lin Yiting kept repeating this in his mind as if trying to bolster himself. Even though he was sober now, he pretended to still be drunk.

However, he continued to carefully observe Ying Zhao’s expression, afraid that he might show even the slightest reluctance. Yet Lin Yiting noticed that after an initial surprise, Ying Zhao closed his eyes and seemed to enjoy his kisses.

This encouraged Lin Yiting’s actions even more, making him boldly launch an assault on Ying Zhao, and the two kissed passionately as if reluctant to part.

At some point, their clothes gradually fell away one by one, and finally, they were intimately intertwined.

Initially, Ying Zhao had some concerns about Lin Yiting’s condition, but soon after feeling the seemingly fierce yet gentle kisses, Ying Zhao realized that Lin Yiting had long been sober.

However, if his beloved felt uneasy, Ying Zhao didn’t mind comforting him in this way. He even found it endearing that Lin Yiting, who appeared so calm and composed on regular days, could have such tender thoughts.

Looking at the flushed cheeks beneath him, Lin Yiting felt his heartbeat quicken, and he was almost ecstatic. But at the critical moment, he hesitated.

Could he really do this? Could he forcefully take him without considering Xiao Zhou’s wishes?

Although Lin Yiting was willing to use any means necessary to keep Ying Zhao, he couldn’t bear to see him suffer even the slightest harm, let alone see any sadness or pain on his face. It was precisely because of this cherished attitude that he hesitated to move forward.

At that moment, pain, loneliness, conflict, longing—countless emotions surged through his mind. Yet all of this was captured in Ying Zhao’s eyes, making him even more delighted in the man’s cherish for him.

Facing such a lover, Ying Zhao knew exactly what he should do. So, he pulled Lin Yiting closer, kissed his cheek, and whispered softly in his ear, “Brother Yiting, I love you!”

Upon hearing Ying Zhao’s words, Lin Yiting’s pupils suddenly contracted. He lifted his head to look at Ying Zhao’s face, only to see a gentle smile and deep affection in his eyes.

Lin Yiting’s lips trembled, afraid he might have misunderstood. He said in disbelief, “Xiao Zhou, you…?”

Ying Zhao’s smile widened slowly, teasingly looking at Lin Yiting, leaning closer to kiss his lips gently, biting his lower lip, and saying, “The most crucial two months of recovery have passed, and your legs should be fine now, Brother Yiting. I’ve been holding back before for fear of affecting your recovery, but now I can finally have you all to myself!”

After finishing his words, Ying Zhao hugged Lin Yiting tightly, lightly laughing, “Today, I won’t let you go!”

Seeing the seductive expression on Ying Zhao’s face, Lin Yiting’s scalp tingled with excitement, a wave of immense happiness washing over him.

It turned out Xiao Zhou wasn’t averse to being close with him. These days, he had only been considerate of his health. Lin Yiting kissed Ying Zhao’s bright eyes forcefully, no longer restraining himself. With all his strength, he passionately embraced his beloved, the two merging into one.

Lin Yiting felt that he had finally fulfilled his longtime wish after so many years, completely possessing his deeply loved one, almost going mad with happiness.

When Ying Zhao saw his lover completely surrendering to him, only then did he regain his rationality and slowly sat up. Ignoring the man beside him, he directly threw off the covers and got out of bed naked.

Casually picking up the man’s robe draped over the bedside, he walked to the table, poured himself a glass of water. Turning his head, he raised an eyebrow and looked at Lin Yiting across from him, saying, “Can we talk about what just happened now? What got into you?”

Originally, seeing Ying Zhao’s perfect physique and the marks he left on himself, tempted Lin Yiting so much that he couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.

However, when he heard Ying Zhao’s question, he instantly dispelled many of his romantic thoughts.

Indeed, his Xiao Zhou had always been intelligent and wise; how could he not see through his feigned drunkenness just now?

Lin Yiting smiled bitterly, pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment facing Ying Zhao, but still confessed, “I know the people from Haus Academy came today. You and your former assistant seemed to have a good relationship.”

Upon hearing Lin Yiting’s words, a smile curved up on Ying Zhao’s lips. He glanced up and down at Lin Yiting, suddenly walked forward, propped himself on the cylindrical handrail at the head of the bed, and gently said to him, “Jealous, are we?”

Upon hearing Ying Zhao’s words, Lin Yiting’s jaw tightened into a straight line. He took a deep breath, but nodded at Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhao sighed helplessly in his heart, just about to say something to Lin Yiting, but unexpectedly, he exerted a little force with his hand. With a crack, the cylindrical handrail at the head of the bed was bent by himself.

And Ying Zhao also found that the handrail seemed to be a mechanism, because after being bent by himself, the bookshelf on the bedside slowly moved away, revealing a somewhat narrow archway.

Ying Zhao widened his eyes as he looked at the archway before him. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard Lin Yiting urgently calling out behind him, “Xiao Zhou, don’t open it!”

But despite Lin Yiting’s nervous appearance, Ying Zhao paid no heed to his words. He opened the door directly, and what he saw inside left Ying Zhao utterly stunned.

He hadn’t expected to find the small room filled with his own photos, along with every gift he had ever given to Lin Yiting from childhood to adulthood.

From large suits to small greeting cards, everything was piled up in this room. It was obvious the room was regularly visited, evidenced by not just a bed for resting but also several simple pieces of furniture that appeared somewhat worn.

Ying Zhao couldn’t hide his astonishment, quickly turning to speak to Xiao Bai in his mind, “Xiao Bai, I can’t believe Lin Yiting has such a hidden room. Why didn’t you tell me?”

Xiao Bai trembled guiltily at Ying Zhao’s words and sheepishly replied, “Host, I didn’t think it was important, so I didn’t mention it!”

Ying Zhao frowned upon hearing Xiao Bai’s explanation. However, he understood that Xiao Bai, being an artificial intelligence, might not grasp the significance of certain things, so he didn’t blame Xiao Bai.

Turning his head back, he silently stared at Lin Yiting. Lin Yiting had somehow appeared behind him, looking pale and panicked.

He hadn’t expected to achieve happiness only to stand on the brink of losing it so soon. Seeing Ying Zhao’s expression as he looked at him, Lin Yiting felt his heart twist painfully.

He opened his mouth to explain to Ying Zhao, but how could he explain?

Should he say he was a voyeuristic pervert? Should he confess that he had people watching Ying Zhao every day, craving to see his face and hear his voice every moment?

How would Xiao Zhou view him if he knew? Would he immediately want to leave him? Would he find him repulsive and terrifying?

Lin Yiting closed his eyes, unable to bear the pain in his heart. He stood silently, seemingly waiting for Ying Zhao’s final judgment on him.

The next moment, Ying Zhao’s voice came somewhat coldly, asking Lin Yiting, “When was this room constructed?”

Lin Yiting pursed his lips, avoiding direct eye contact with Ying Zhao, afraid to see disgust in his eyes. He replied softly, “It was built four years ago.”

Ying Zhao rubbed his chin thoughtfully, nodding. Then his gaze fell on the unused wheelchair in the corner of the room, and he said to Lin Yiting, “Go and bring that wheelchair here. Push it into this small room.”

Lin Yiting hesitated for a moment upon hearing Ying Zhao’s command but obediently brought the wheelchair over and placed it inside the secret room.

Ying Zhao approached the wall covered with photos, casually taking down a few and inspecting them before asking nonchalantly, “So, is this where you come to think about me, secretly look at my photos?”

Lin Yiting, unsure of Ying Zhao’s intentions, nodded reluctantly, admitting his actions.

Ying Zhao glanced at Lin Yiting and continued, “How did you do it? Sit here?”

As he spoke, Ying Zhao tapped the back of the wheelchair with his fingers. Lin Yiting, feeling increasingly confused, mechanically nodded in acknowledgment.

Raising an eyebrow, Ying Zhao deliberately used a somewhat cold tone as he said to Lin Yiting, “Sit here.”

Upon hearing Ying Zhao’s instruction, Lin Yiting didn’t hesitate further. Knowing he was the one in the wrong, he felt he had to comply with whatever Xiao Zhou asked of him, hoping for Ying Zhao’s forgiveness.

So, he sat in the wheelchair, which he hadn’t touched in almost two months, and looked up quietly at Ying Zhao, waiting for his next command.

Unexpectedly, Ying Zhao circled behind him, placing his hand on Lin Yiting’s shoulder and leaning close to his ear, lightly brushing his nose against it as he softly said, “Is this where you think about me? Have you done anything naughty?”

Lin Yiting, hearing Ying Zhao’s ambiguous words, couldn’t believe his ears but couldn’t suppress his quickening breath.

Then, Ying Zhao moved around to face him directly, sitting on his lap and embracing Lin Yiting’s neck. The robe that was casually draped over him slipped open, adding a lazy allure to the young man in his arms.

Ying Zhao curved his lips into a smile, lightly pinching Lin Yiting’s earlobe with his fingers as he said, “Do you want me to forgive you? Well, now you have to listen to me!”

Seeing Ying Zhao in front of him, Lin Yiting felt completely unable to think. Mechanically, he nodded, willingly becoming a puppet manipulated by the other.

And so, in this secret room, Ying Zhao proceeded to review with Lin Yiting the routine operations of the past four years, engaging in a very enduring intimate encounter with the man.

Lin Yiting was nearly driven mad by Ying Zhao’s seduction because he had never seen such a lover.

At work, Ying Zhao was serious and restrained, with few words for outsiders. But facing himself, he was innocent and lively, almost like a little devil trying to drag him into hell!

He didn’t know which side of Ying Zhao was the real one, but he felt that whichever it was, he loved him madly.

After the storm subsided, Lin Yiting saw Ying Zhao breathing heavily in his arms. He kissed the tip of his nose gently but couldn’t help asking with worry, “Xiao Zhou, you’re not blaming me, are you?”

Ying Zhao sighed tiredly, lifting his head to glance at Lin Yiting, saying helplessly, “Blame you for what? Do you think I didn’t want to do these things myself? Do you know how those people outside see you? The wheelchair CEO, an inspirational figure! They all treat you like a dream lover! Over the years, I had to go to Y country for further studies reluctantly. Do you know how worried I was that someone might steal away my cherished treasure?”

As Ying Zhao spoke, he reached out and pinched Lin Yiting’s cheek harshly, glaring at him fiercely.

“Really want to lock you up, so that no one can see you but me. You can only see me, only be with me, then I won’t have to worry about you being taken away by anyone else!”

Lin Yiting heard Ying Zhao’s words and felt overwhelmed with sweetness. It turned out that Xiao Zhou shared his thoughts, that he cared about him in this way!

The biggest secret was now known to the other person, expecting to lose the one he loved, Lin Yiting found himself blessed beyond belief.

Unable to suppress a smile, Lin Yiting firmly held Ying Zhao in his arms and whispered softly in his ear, “Xiao Zhou, will you marry me? I want everyone in the world to know that you belong to me!”

Ying Zhao lifted his head upon hearing Lin Yiting’s words, a look of joy on his face as he hugged his neck tightly and planted a firm kiss on his cheek.

Their foreheads touching, their breaths intertwined, they laughed and Ying Zhao said, “Sure, I also want everyone in the world to know that you belong to me!”

Another month passed, and after a series of medical tests, it was concluded that Lin Yiting’s legs had fully recovered, and his overall physical condition was excellent.

All toxins in his body had been flushed out, a recovery speed that astonished even Ying Zhao. This made Ying Zhao wonder if Lin Yiting’s recovery was not only due to the system’s effects but also had much to do with the primal energy within the soul fragment.

Their wedding was exceptionally grand, with Ying Zhao’s parents and the Lin couple rushing back to attend, offering their blessings to Ying Zhao and Lin Yiting.

Ying Zhao had expected the Lin couple to be surprised upon learning of their relationship, but to his surprise, Mrs. Lin had long noticed Lin Yiting’s admiration for him.

She had been worried that Ying Zhao wouldn’t accept it and would worsen Lin Yiting’s condition. Now that Lin Yiting’s wish had come true, the couple could finally set their hearts at ease about their son.

Meanwhile, Lin Ze had just started dating a new girlfriend. Although her family background was ordinary, she had become a department manager in Lin Ze’s startup company through her own abilities.

Reportedly, she was a very upright, capable girl, which is why she had attracted Lin Ze.

Upon learning what Meng Jiaqi had done to Ying Zhao, Lin Ze felt deeply apologetic. He repeatedly apologized to Ying Zhao, vowing not to let Meng Jiaqi off.

However, Ying Zhao knew that with Lin Yiting around, Meng Jiaqi’s days would be far from easy. He didn’t want Lin Ze to have any more involvement with Meng Jiaqi and advised him not to have any contact with her even after she was released from prison.

In the end, according to the past plot, Lin Ze indeed owed something to Meng Jiaqi. Therefore, Ying Zhao hoped that he would stay away from Meng Jiaqi, even though Lin Ze had completely turned over a new leaf.

Lin Ze always felt that Ying Zhao was good at making the right decisions, so he obeyed Ying Zhao’s words. Even if Meng Jiaqi came looking for him after her release from prison, Lin Ze always avoided her.

After all, in Lin Ze’s life, Meng Jiaqi was just a friend he wasn’t very familiar with, who had once used him.

Even after Meng Jiaqi was released from prison, he still couldn’t live a normal life because wherever he went, he faced gossip and ridicule. After finally finding a job, his past misdeeds would quickly become known to everyone.

Of course, all of this couldn’t escape Lin Yiting’s hands. Helplessly, Meng Jiaqi could only move to a remote and isolated small town to take on a less dignified job.

Earning meager income, living in cheap rental housing, by the time he was in his forties, Meng Jiaqi remained alone.

Meng Jiaqi often thought countless times, if he could start over, he would diligently finish his studies, not do shameful things for vanity, and not use malicious means to harm Ying Zhou for revenge.

Could he, like now, rely on the halo of graduating from Shenglin Academy to obtain an enviable job and completely change his destiny? However, it was too late for him to regret now.

In this life, Ying Zhao and his lover still lived a very happy life together. Although he also loved his research, he preferred to spend more time with his lover.

And the man indeed displayed possessiveness to the fullest, always following him whenever he had free time from work. Even when he worked in his research lab, Ying Zhao would quietly wait outside, watching him through the glass windows.

When Ying Zhao’s research was optimized to a certain extent, he stopped working and handed over the follow-up of this research experiment to others. Because he felt that he had already pushed himself to the limit within his capabilities in this world.

So Ying Zhao announced his retirement at the age of only thirty-five, leaving Shenglin Academy and focusing on accompanying Lin Yiting at home.

This made Lin Yiting very happy, because he had not expected Ying Zhao to give up his career like this. Although he felt a little guilty in his heart, he couldn’t help but want to possess more of Ying Zhao’s everything.

In fact, Ying Zhao’s greatest goal in coming to this world was to make his lover happy, so after fulfilling the original owner’s wish, the remaining time naturally belonged to him.

And what Ying Zhao most wanted to do was to be with his lover all the time.

The two of them continued to be inseparable even in their twilight years, which was extremely enviable. The love story between the genius scholar and the wheelchair CEO became a topic of gossip among the people, and later it was even adapted into a movie by a director.

Because Lin Yiting was eleven years older than Ying Zhao, even though he paid great attention to maintenance in his old age, he could not withstand the passage of time and passed away at the age of ninety-two.

Before his death, Lin Yiting looked at Ying Zhao affectionately and said apologetically, “Xiao Zhou, I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you until the very end!”

Ying Zhao shook his head tearfully and said, “Darling, you don’t need to feel sorry. Because this isn’t the end. In the next life, and the next next life, we will still be together, believe me!”

“Will we really have another life?” Lin Yiting’s eyes suddenly filled with hope upon hearing Ying Zhao’s words, because he knew his Xiao Zhou never lied.

Xiao Zhou was an angel, his redemption, so if Xiao Zhou said there would be another life, then surely there would be!

Ying Zhao smiled and nodded, kissing Lin Yiting’s wrinkled forehead, softly saying in his ear, “Darling, rest now. In the next life, we will still be together.”

And so, Lin Yiting smiled and lay in Ying Zhao’s arms, slowly losing his breath.

A white halo slowly rose from his lover’s chest, the soul fragment flickering with white light ascended into the air, and waves of fluctuations immediately came from Ying Zhao’s consciousness.

Then, the fragments originally placed in the system automatically flew out. The two soul fragments merged into one, and the re-fused fragment emitted an even brighter white light.

Ying Zhao knew that this was because his lover’s strength had strengthened after the fragments merged. The white light circled around Ying Zhao before slowly coming to rest and descending into his palm.

Looking at the slightly larger soul fragment in his palm, Ying Zhao’s face showed a gentle smile, and he placed it back into the space of the system.