Chapter 46 - He seemed to be getting more and more weird, weird out of control.

Yan Sui embraced Meng Ting for a while, then he started kissing the boy again. He kissed away the beads of tears which unconsciously exuded from the corners of Meng Ting's eyes, then he continued to kiss downwards. It was gentle and carried a soothing flavor, as well as some affection that Yan Sui could not express.

In fact, Meng Ting did not reject this kind of kiss at all. He leaned on the sofa and let Yan Sui continue what he was doing.

This kind of tenderness went on until Meng Ting recovered from experiencing the utmost joy of his body. Only then did Yan Sui stop.

Meng Ting's eyes gradually regained focus. Some of the rosy clouds that had just left his cheeks quietly crawled back. He fixed his gaze on Yan Sui, as if he wanted to determine something from his face.

Yan Sui was quite used to this kind of undisguised gaze from Meng Ting. He turned to kiss him on his lips. After that, he straightened his body, pulled the clothes over beside him, then wrapped it around the boy, and walked to the room.

The window was open and the evening breeze had gradually gotten colder. Since he had played roughly with the boy, they should not stay in this evening breeze for too long.

Yan Sui was becoming more and more proficient with bathing him, applying medicine for him, and coaxing him to sleep.

When Meng Ting closed his eyes in a daze, he whispered a question, "Are you happy?"

Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting. The tips of his brows were slightly raised up. He leaned over and gave Meng Ting a kiss on the forehead. "I'm happy."

His body and mind united with the person that he likes, how could he not be happy? Especially because Meng Ting was intentionally indulgent and intentionally wanted to make Yan Sui happy. Because of those thoughtful intentions, Yan Sui felt a warm coziness which had lasted even up until now. He was absolutely certain with his answer.

"Hmn," Meng Ting answered softly, then his features became even gentler than before. Using an even softer voice, he said, "I'm happy, too."

Yan Sui did not further respond to Meng Ting with any words, but he unconsciously held the boy even tighter.

Perhaps, the statement like "sorrow is born from extreme joy" was not at all unreasonable. In such time of happiness, Yan Sui suddenly thought, if he had not been able to meet Meng Ting in this life, what would become of him?

Perhaps, he would have continued being cold and desolate in his life, just as it was in his former years, and he would not feel that it was not good.

However, now that he had met Meng Ting, he was afraid that it would be difficult to bear those kinds of days again.

Yan Sui's consciousness slowly sank into chaos, but there were a few things which had been planted deep in his heart tonight. These rapidly took root, sprouted, and brightly blossomed.

Yan Sui woke up several times during the night and he only went back to sleep after confirming that Meng Ting did not have a fever.

The sunlight filtered through the gauze curtain and cast tilted rays which gradually rose into the bedroom. They woke up later than yesterday. Just like this, the biological clock that Meng Ting had maintained for several decades was dragged along by Yan Sui and knocked into confusion.

He opened his eyes in a daze, but he first felt Yan Sui gently massaging his left leg. He paused for a moment, then gave his right leg to him as well. "It's sore…"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, he closed it right away. His voice was even stranger than yesterday.

However, it was actually only Meng Ting himself who thought it was strange. His voice carried with it an indolent tone of someone who had just woken up and had a slow unhurried cadence. It was actually extremely seductive. It was not strange but was pleasant to hear and capable of arousing a ticklish feeling in one's heart.

Yan Sui placed Meng Ting's right leg over his lap, then he also started rubbing it. Meng Ting slowly sat up, then he slightly leaned on Yan Sui, and kissed his cheek. It served as a reward for Yan Sui who had spared no effort laboriously rubbing his leg.

Yan Sui continued to rub Meng Ting's leg, then he also turned his other cheek forward, and the corners of Meng Ting's mouth hooked into a smile. He leaned over once again to give him a kiss and then many more kisses.

This morning was the same as the former days; as sweet as honey, but also extremely ordinary.

After breakfast, they went by car to nearby scenic spots and walked around. Their plane was booked at four o'clock, so they could not go to scenic spots that were too far away.

After eating lunch, the two of them returned to the hotel and continued their cloying couple intimacy. When it was almost time, they left for the airport.

Ash and Yan Mingya rushed over to see them off. The four people had not spoken long at the airport before Yan Sui led Meng Ting to board the plane.

Yan Sui intentionally did not tell Yan Zhenbo about Yan Yu's appearance in F Country. He did not even make a phone call asking his men to investigate him. It was as if he did not know that Meng Ting met him by chance.

This trip to F Country only lasted about seven days, but many things had happened, or it could be said that it made them discover too many things. Meng Ting's past history, traces of Yu Meixuan, the truth about her child who had not died, and as well as the confirmation that Yan Yu was alive.

When the plane arrived at Haicheng, it was eleven o'clock at night in F Country, but it was six o'clock in the morning in Haicheng. Zhao Bing and Wang Feng came to pick them up from the airport. As soon as Meng Ting took a seat in the car, he leaned on Yan Sui's chest and fell asleep in his arms.

Yan Sui wanted to accompany Meng Ting in his sleep, but he had a pile of things in hand. After he confirmed that Meng Ting was in a deep sleep, Yan Sui got up and went to the study. Wang Feng brought quite a lot of documents for Yan Sui to read and there were quite a lot of matters which he needed to explain to him.

The computer was set on video conferences. Big and small meetings went on continuously for approximately three hours. When the conferences came to an end, both men continued dealing with the documents in the pile. Yan Sui suddenly looked at the time. "Let's have lunch first. We'll resume at two o'clock."

"Okay." Wang Feng nodded and took a look at his wristwatch. He could not help but look at it longer for a few more times. It was only half past eleven.

Why did he feel like his boss was suddenly a lot more humanized after coming back from visiting F Country? Before, when they had a lot of matters to deal with, there would be occasions when they would have their meal at one or two o'clock.

If they were at the Yans' residence, the meal would generally be delivered by Uncle Wang and Nanny Wang to the study, and they would keep on discussing things while absentmindedly eating a few mouthfuls of food. They would then continue on for two and a half hours. This allowed them to deal with many things.

After Yan Sui finished speaking, he put his pen aside, got up, and left the study along with Wang Feng. Wang Feng went downstairs and waited for lunch first. Yan Sui exchanged some words with the servants who passed by the front of the door, then he returned back to his room. Naturally, he went to look for Meng Ting.

Meng Ting slept continuously and only woke up when it was almost nine o'clock. His mind went blank for a while before remembering that they had returned home. He went downstairs to eat breakfast. Seeing that Yan Sui was in the study with Wang Feng, he did not go and distract them. He carried Furball in one hand and led Rhubarb with his other hand. He took a walk around the lawn with them, then brought them back to the room.

Rhubarb snored at his feet while Furball slept as it nestled in his thighs. Meng Ting concentrated on looking at the computer and slowly moved the mouse around. The screen was full of English words. It was an English document with an especially large amount of jargon.

The experiment which he had almost completed in his previous life still required several crucial procedures. At the time, he had not been able to complete it. Now, not only did he want to continue it, but he also had even more ideas. He wanted to give the best one to Yan Sui as a gift.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Sui had already been in the room for a while, but Meng Ting was so engrossed on what he was doing that he did not notice him coming in. Therefore, Yan Sui could only establish his presence by himself.

When he heard him speak, Meng Ting expressed slight hesitation before looking at Yan Sui. The light in his eyes swayed slightly, as if he summoned all the courage he could possess to say these words, "Yan Sui, I want to return to study and take the exam to get into a university."

He wanted to have his own laboratory, accomplish the things which he did not complete in his previous life, and give Yan Sui his best work.

After hearing this, Yan Sui did not show any astonishment and he did not even pause. He stroked Meng Ting's cheek gently and just answered, "Okay."

He did not ask the reason, nor did he pursue the past. He only wanted to satisfy all of Meng Ting's requests, let alone this request which was not really anything demanding.

Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui's gaze which had dropped slightly, then pulled Yan Sui by his collar, and raised his chin slightly. His lips bumped onto Yan Sui, then he kissed the man again out of his own accord. It was not because he felt grateful, but because he only wanted to kiss him, that was all.

Yan Sui gently responded to Meng Ting's kiss. When Meng Ting was about to withdraw, he changed from being passive to being active and lengthened the kiss. He held the breathless boy in his arms and was unable to conceal the smile that appeared in the corners of his eyes and the tips of his brows.

"We'll only have each other between us. Our future's very long. No matter what you want to do, I'll support you." These were the words that Yan Sui told Meng Ting and this was also his promise, the promise that he would do his best to fulfill.

Meng Ting rubbed against Yan Sui's neck when he heard what he said. His cherry colored lips moved slightly, then he replied, "Okay."

Apart from this, he did not know how else he could respond. He thought that he would not regret this decision.

Wang Feng waited downstairs for half an hour before Yan Sui led Meng Ting down.

After lunch, Yan Sui accompanied Meng Ting first and took a walk for over half an hour, then he returned back to the room and stayed there for an hour. When he went to the study, it was approximately two o'clock as he told Wang Feng before.

Wang Feng finally realized that this way of arranging time was not Yan Sui suddenly becoming humanized; rather, it was that his heart had been gifted to another person, so his time was also gifted away. It was Yan Sui voluntarily letting Meng Ting take up his time.

Before Yan Sui went into the study, he actually looked for Uncle Xiao to have him arrange for Meng Ting to go back to school and to find teachers for the summer vacation to make up for the missed lessons.

It was only just now that Uncle Xiao and Nanny Wang suddenly realized that the patriarch's wife was only a high school senior.

In the evening, when they were having dinner, Meng Ting received a full set of books, which Uncle Xiao had people go buy. Included with these were examination papers and review materials from Haicheng's famous senior high school. All of these completely filled two boxes and Yan Sui had people carry them into his study.

Meng Ting looked at it anxiously and Nanny Wang lovingly passed over two more chicken drumsticks for him. She was already mulling over how to build up the health of their patriarch's wife who would be working hard in his studies.

Yan Sui also placed an eggplant, which Meng Ting liked, into his bowl. "Eat first."

Meng Ting nodded and withdrew his gaze, then he concentrated on eating.

After their daily walk, he was brought into the study by Yan Sui. Meng Ting wrote on the examination papers while Yan Sui continued dealing with his documents.

Yan Sui swept his gaze toward Meng Ting from time to time. Seeing the tip of his pen continuously moving and his concentrated look, Yan Sui unconsciously got lost in his thoughts while looking at him several times. From the moment Meng Ting focused on picking up the flowers in Rose Manor, Yan Sui discovered that the conscientious Meng Ting was even more eye-catching than the usual Meng Ting.

He was like a diamond, which was suddenly unearthed under the sun, sparkling and shining, enchanting and dazzling. This was the real Meng Ting and Yan Sui was only lucky that he had obtained such diamond before the dust was wiped off of it.

Meng Ting finished Science first, then Mathematics, English, and Chinese, but did not write the long essay. From six o'clock to ten o'clock, he did not move his gaze away from the table in front of him for four whole hours.

And for once, Yan Sui had finally experienced the feeling of being completely neglected.

Meng Ting put his pen down, turned his head, and met Yan Sui's gaze which was concentrated on him. After which, he could not help but laugh and say, "I've finished writing everything besides the essay."

It had been a long while since Meng Ting's rebirth, but this whole time, he had not been so serious about something like he was today.

Yan Sui waved his hand at him. Meng Ting then grabbed his examination paper and walked over to him. Before he could even place the examination papers down on the table in front of Yan Sui, he was taken to sit on the spot which Yan Sui had specially allotted for him by slightly moving to the side.

Meng Ting snuggled in Yan Sui's arms, then he watched as Yan Sui picked up a pen and started correcting his examination papers.

Yan Sui corrected it quite rapidly. In less than twenty minutes, he finished correcting four examination papers. A faint smile appeared on his face, then he rubbed Meng Ting's hair, and praised him, "The test results were pretty good."

Meng Ting's partiality for some subjects over others was a bit serious. Some of his answers for Science and Mathematics were not comprehensive enough, but they were basically all correct, which was definitely uncommon. His English was not bad, his composition was no good, and he got a few of the individual questions wrong in reading comprehension. As for Chinese, he got the lowest score among the subjects. Just by counting in the basic marks of the composition made it somewhat difficult for him to pass.

However, this was already beyond Yan Sui's expectations. This was not merely because of the results of Meng Ting's college entrance examination, but also because Meng Ting's confined high school was different from the ordinary high school. That place was specially designed for troubled teenagers. The purpose of the teachers was not to improve their grades, but to correct their moral conduct, internet addiction, violent tendencies, and so on.

There was no one in that place who would still care about grades. Daily life for the students involved figuring out how to avoid punishment and daily life for the teachers involved figuring out how to control these students who, in their eyes, were rebellious and beyond help. Meng Ting had to learn in that kind of environment. Yan Sui did not know how he accomplished it.

The twinkle in Meng Ting's eyes brightened and had some inexplicable reservedness toward this sudden exaggeration. He rubbed Yan Sui's hand then turned his head and leaned onto the table to look at the examination papers, which Yan Sui had earnestly corrected. After looking over it once, he turned and smiled at Yan Sui.

His Yan Sui was not only better than him at fighting, he was better than him at studying as well.

"How did you usually learn?"

Yan Sui held Meng Ting's waist, placed his chin on his shoulder, and gently asked him. A bit of heartache uncontrollably overflowed from his eyes.

"Just reading books and writing on the test papers. When the others weren't willing to write on their own test papers, I'd collect them and write on these. Then, I'd slowly get it."

This 'slow' process was actually not short at all and it was not easy either. However, he could not put those hardships into words. Meng Ting was actually glad that he was starting over again at this point in time. If it was earlier or later, he would not be willing. Having endured those three years once…not in the least bit did he want to experience that all over again.

If he was reborn a bit earlier, maybe he would not want to live.

The gloom in Meng Ting's eyes flickered in specks, then finally dissipated with no traces left. He pushed those examination papers a bit further away, then he turned around and hugged Yan Sui. What should he do? He had someone who loved him and someone who doted on him, and he surprisingly still felt sad.

He seemed to be feeling stranger and stranger that he could not control this strangeness.

Yan Sui paused for a bit before he caressed Meng Ting's nape. "Are you tired?"

"Hmn," Meng Ting answered softly, then he raised his arms to hold Yan Sui's neck. He leaned on the side of Yan Sui's neck and mumbled, "Carry me back to the room."

After hearing what he said, Yan Sui looked to his side to kiss Meng Ting's hair. Without replying, he directly lifted the boy, got up, and went back to their room. As before, Yan Sui helped Meng Ting with bathing, washing and everything else. When he himself came out of the bathroom, Meng Ting's mood seemed to have returned to normal.

He hugged his knees while leaning on the pillow. Realizing that Yan Sui was back, he immediately pulled the quilt open.

After Yan Sui got onto the bed, Meng Ting laid down and shifted into his arms.

Yan Sui kissed Meng Ting on his lips. "Good night."

"Good night." Meng Ting kissed Yan Sui back, then he closed his eyes.

Yan Sui gazed at the boy for a long time before closing his eyes as well. However, after quite a long time, he was unable to fall asleep. Something was clearly amiss with Meng Ting's mood when they were in the study just now, but he was unable to find the real root cause of it and did not have the heart to directly ask Meng Ting.

When he woke up the next day, Meng Ting had completely returned to normal. After he ate breakfast, Yan Sui accompanied him to see the teachers who came teach him for his missed lessons. After reading Meng Ting's examination papers, only the Chinese and English teachers stayed behind.

In terms of Science and Mathematics [1], those teachers had nothing to teach Meng Ting. There was still room for improvement in Chinese and English, but Meng Ting's understanding of these two subjects basically had already reached the limits of what he was currently capable of.

([1] Looks like the author missed writing Mathematics as well so we added it. The next phrase said "those teachers." So we're assuming it's referring to the Science and Math teacher based on the context.)

Several teachers predicted that Meng Ting's score in the next year's exam would not be much different from the current one.

Actually, making up the missed lessons was not necessary. Even the English and Chinese teachers only took turns to come on alternate days. Neither of them would come on weekends. Like other teachers, they reckoned leaving homework for Meng Ting or completing examination papers would be fine.

He took two hours of classes every day and was guaranteed to complete two sets of examination papers every week. The rest of the time, he had the same freedom as before to walk the dog, play with the cat, or use graph paper to calculate the questions that he needed to solve. From the time they came back from their honeymoon until July had passed, this was how Meng Ting had spent his days.

Yan Sui was busy for the first three days but was not that busy after that. He left the house at eight o'clock every day and returned home punctually at half past five. The English and Chinese teachers did not come at the weekends, so Yan Sui would take Meng Ting to the company. Sometimes, if he finished work early, he would even take him to the streets for a walk and buy him some delicious treats.

Today was the same. Yan Sui passed on the matters he had in hand to his subordinates, then he left the company ahead of time with Meng Ting.

"Where are we going?" Meng Ting pulled Yan Sui's hand and swayed it, then he slightly turned his gaze sideways to look at the man. His flirtatious expressions were boundless, but he was unaware of it.

"Let's go and buy something nice to eat for you first," Yan Sui whispered as he drew the boy a bit closer. From an onlooker's point of view, it looked like he was saying some particularly touching sweet nothings to Meng Ting. In short, every time he took Meng Ting to the company, people inside and outside would have to witness their 'show' many times.

Meng Ting's eyes brightened when he heard what Yan Sui said and immediately nodded. "Last time's roasted chestnuts with sugar were really delicious. Let's buy that again."

"Okay." While Yan Sui spoke, he was protecting Meng Ting's head in advance before having him take a seat in the car. Only after that did he himself get into the car.

However, they had just bought the roasted chestnuts with sugar and had not yet decided on the next course of their journey when Yan Sui received a phone call.

"Okay, we'll come over."

Meng Ting moved his lips, then he looked at Yan Sui. He was still very aware that he thought Yan Sui's 'we' was Yan Sui and himself.

"My grandmother got sick a while ago. The beginning of her recovery from this serious illness coincides with her birthday and she wants us to come over."

When Yan Sui said these words, his tone was quite calm. He rubbed Meng Ting's hair then led the boy, walking him over to the car. "Let's take a look at her then come back."

Over the years, Yan Sui had not been to his grandparents' birthday celebrations. It was not only He Wan who was refused and kept outside the door. He was also the same. Even the gifts, which he had sent, had been returned. He already did what he had to do. As for the other side's reaction, it was not within Yan Sui's consideration.

After he received this call, Yan Sui really felt quite surprised.