Chapter 55 - Heaven (2/2)

Before Zhong Yan lost consciousness, he had told Adrian the password to his personal terminal. He could turn on Zhong Yan’s terminal and give direct instructions to “Specimen” himself, but he did not do so.

This was what Zhong Yan entrusted to him, but the will is only to be executed after the death of his person. There are still decades before Zhong Yan’s will should really come into effect.

The terminal password was the most important thing to a person, and the most private. And for such a password, Zhong Yan had actually used the date “ten years ago from today”. Only now, after being blank on it for so long, did Adrian finally think of it. Today is the day they got married, then what day was it…ten years ago from today?

He suddenly recalled something, and quickly turned on his terminal to look at the date—Ten years ago from today was a Sunday.

On the second Monday of January every year was the start of school for the Supreme Institution. Ten years ago was the day before school started for the Supreme Institution…It was the day he and Zhong Yan met for the first time.

Adrian looked at the calendar and was out of it for a long time. He used to have Zhong Yan’s birthday as his password, but he changed it after they graduated. But Zhong Yan…In these seven years, what did he feel every time he had to put in his password upon opening his terminal?

The rescue mission lasted for four hours, and Adrian sat in the compartment separated by that wall with a heavy heart for four hours. It wasn’t until Wei Lan walked out of the surgery room and told him himself that Zhong Yan’s life was no longer in danger did Adrian finally loosen up. Due to the immense blood loss coupled with the effect of the hallucinogens, he finally could not hold on after four hours of mental stress, and fell over.

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钟晏再次睁眼之后，盯着天花板上熟悉又陌生的吊灯看了很久。

When Zhong Yan opened his eyes once more, he stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling light above him for a long time.

He didn’t know why but his brain felt stiff. Everything seemed like it was covered with a layer of something, and his thoughts were particularly scattered. Only after a few minutes was he able to barely recall that this was the chandelier in Adrian’s bedroom. He had lived in Adrian’s room for more than half a month, so he recognized it.

After straightening out that thought, he settled down. He wanted to fall back into sleep, but was unsuccessful.

The soft sound of the door could be heard; someone entered the room. The person walked to the bed and seemed to have put something down at the headboard. Then, a soft touch was felt on his cheek before the deep voice of a man could be heard asking by his ear, “Xiao Yan, are you awake?”

Zhong Yan heard that familiar voice and struggled to open his eyes again. Groggily, he said, “Adrian.”

“It’s me.” Adrian leaned down and kissed his forehead. “Do you want to drink water? I went out and poured you a glass.”

Water. Zhong Yan thought about it for a while. Water can form lakes, and also the ocean…That’s right. The ocean. Adrian. Why is Adrian here? He hated him, he would never treat him this kindly.

Zhong Yan was clearly distracted, but Adrian waited patiently for his response. Wei Lan told him that the effect of the anesthesia is very strong. It might still affect him for half an hour after waking up, and for a short while, his thoughts may not be too clear, but he will be fine once the anesthetics wear off.

Adrian would prefer this effect to last a little longer. If the anesthesia wears off, then Zhong Yan would begin to hurt. The painkillers would only relieve his pain to some extent.

“Is this heaven?” Zhong Yan asked seriously as he blinked.

Adrian didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry. He put a pillow under his head and fed him the water through a straw. “It’s not, Wei Lan managed to save you. Now we’re at home.”

While drinking, Zhong Yan stared at Adrian almost as if he had never seen him before, and he didn’t know whether he even understood him or not. Zhong Yan had always been a rational and self-sufficient person. He had never seen him this confused in his life before. Adrian felt an itch tugging at his heart. After feeding him water, he couldn’t help but tease him. “How could heaven look like our home?”

“It is Heaven.” Zhong Yan could finally talk after the straw was moved away. “This is how good you are to me in my dreams. That’s the light before death, that thing called…the will-o’-the-wisp. Scientific research shows that a person could hallucinate before his death, and that was…”

He was trying to explain science on one hand but talking about Heaven from mythology on the other. Also, under the effects of the anesthesia, his words came out slurred, so he started to confuse himself after a short few sentences.

And when Adrian heard what Zhong Yan said about him treating him this good only in his dreams, he felt his heart hurt. He took his left hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss before raising it in front of him. “Do you see this? Does Heaven have this?”

A very simple silver ring adorned Zhong Yan’s left ring finger.

“This ring…” Zhong Yan kept his eyes still on it for a moment and couldn’t figure out what it was for. So, he said his honest, intuitive feelings that he would never say when he was sober. “It’s so ugly.”