19.Warmth

Never heard that name before.

Gao Yong? Who is Gao Yong?

After quickly going over it in his mind, Lin Xianfu was pretty sure that he had never heard this name anywhere. Not to mention that he couldn't provoke the other party.

Then, he saw the number underneath the string of names, and his pupils shook: this string of numbers, it was the same number as the one that had sent a message to him in the morning.

Could this be a mere coincidence, or just a prank?

It just so happened that when he received the message that his mother was critically ill, his mother's mobile phone happened to be broken, causing him to be unable to contact her, and worrying about her situation, he rushed back from out of town... It smacked of pre-judging all of one's actions, and there was no way this could be a coincidence.

One or two factors overlapping, there was still a chance that it was a coincidence, but so many things implicated together was too suspicious.

What exactly was the purpose of this person called Gao Yong? After going to such great lengths to lure himself back to his hometown from the field, what would he do next?

Could it be that he knew about his backstory of becoming a werewolf and wanted to catch himself and slice him up for study?

Like those ancient novels where the main character awakens his supernormal abilities and is captured by an evil unofficial organisation to be experimented on or something.

Lin Xianfu hurriedly shook his head, thinking that this was unlikely. If he thought about it from this perspective, I'm afraid that he would have been caught when he first got off the plane.

After such a long time, he still hadn't seen any of them, so it was only possible that they didn't want to start a conflict with him. Perhaps they were afraid of their own wolves jumping over the wall, or for other reasons.

Abruptly, he suddenly remembered something: the day after the wolves attacked him, someone had once come to the workplace to enquire about the people who had stayed behind last night.

Perhaps that was where he himself had been exposed? It was only possible that he had been exposed there.

If that's the case, then is this Ko Yong a 'hunter' of sorts? Specialising in hunting monsters like himself?

Lin Xianfu thought that this theory was more reliable, and the way to verify it was also very simple, just need to meet with him.

--But would it be dangerous to meet him rashly? Lin Xianfu fell into deep thought and did not speak for a long time.

'Hey...'

Seeing her son frozen in place, Lin Wanqin waved her hand in front of her son's face, interrupting his thoughts and said suspiciously, 'What's wrong? Ah Fu, do you know the person on this piece of paper? Why did you launch into a daze.'

'Nothing, just a little sleepy.'

Lin Xianfu smiled and clogged over, handing back the piece of paper, casually asking, 'This person called Gao Yong, did he say where he lives? I would like to pay him a visit.'

But to his disappointment, Lin Wanqin shook her head and said, 'Nope. He left after buying me a mobile phone and running a card, and left this piece of paper on his way out, saying that if there's anything, you can call that number directly and you can reach him.'

'Okay.'

Lin Xianfu responded and helped his mother to tidy up together, not much later, the guest room became neat and tidy, no longer seeing the mess from earlier.

After cleaning up, Lin Wanqin looked at Lin Xianfu, who she hadn't seen for a long time, and suddenly remembered something and asked, 'Eh? Ah Fu, why are your eyes golden-coloured? Don't you wear glasses anymore?'

She seemed to remember that Lin Xianfu had a high degree of myopia, and had been wearing glasses since third grade. Earlier, the reunion was too exciting, and it wasn't until then that she realised her son had taken off his glasses and his face had become more handsome.

'Wearing them, these are actually contact lenses.'

Lin Xianfu had already prepared a speech about his golden pupils, so at this time, he said naturally, 'These are contacts with colour.'

'Oh...'

Lin Wanqin didn't think about it in detail, thinking that it would be fine without the framed glasses and still look handsome.

--Of course, in his mother's eyes, Lin Xianfu was always the most handsome child no matter how he turned out. Now it was just a change of style.

'Ah Fu, how long will you stay home this time?'

Lin Wanqin sighed, looked fondly at the cleaned up guest room, and said, 'You're so far away from home .... I always feel uneasy. I always feel unsure in my heart when I can't see you.'

'...'

Lin Xianfu was silent. How long would stay actually he didn't know. When he left the house in the morning, he was only acting on an impulse. After calming down later he vaguely recalled that his leave from the clinic was for a week.

That meant that after a week, he would be separated from his mother again? Lin Xianfu couldn't help but begin to seriously think about this question.

After not seeing her for two years, he actually missed his mother.

If it wasn't for that timely phone call from his mother when the mutation initially started, he might have really reincarnated. From this perspective, his mother was the one who gave him a 'second' life, and if he could, he would never want to let her down.

'I actually haven't thought about it yet.'

After thinking about it, Lin Xianfu smiled softly and said, 'Actually, I also miss you quite a lot, this time I will go home and stay at least for a week, and we will talk about the rest then.'

Since he had already returned home, Lin Xianfu wanted to at least find out first, what exactly was Gao Yong's attitude.

He knew that his mother existed, and had even come into contact with her, and although there was no conflict at the moment, what if one day he planned to start with his own family and force himself to give in? Didn't some novels or films often have the important people of the main character being caught by the villain?

Although Lin Xianfu didn't feel like he was the protagonist, it was never wrong to take precautions.

--His most valued family members can never be lost. Lin Xianfu had already made up his mind.

'Really?'

Receiving the answer, Lin Wanqin's face was very happy, she went forward and hugged Lin Xianfu again, happily saying, 'Then you stay at home for a few more days ah, mum hasn't seen you for a long time...'

Lin Xianfu was silent, why wouldn't he be? Every day after work back to the empty rental house, eating, washing dishes, sleep, work, four states in turn, not even a person to talk to, it is called a boring and lonely.

Idle chat for a while, Lin Xianfu excused himself to go to bed, the mother left.

At this time it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Xianfu lay down on the big soft bed, quietly waiting for the time to pass, and was slow to go to sleep.

By the time he heard through his ears that the remaining three people in the house were asleep, it was already after 12 o'clock. After determining that there was no possibility of exposure, Lin Xianfu rolled over and got up, took his mobile phone and dialled the number he had long since written down.

After the phone rang for a full thirty seconds, it was different from the result of dialling in the morning.

It was connected.

Lin Xianfu then took a deep breath to brew his emotions, and then, with his throat rolling, he used his lowest, most icy and tyrannical, most unlikeable, volume pressed down to the lowest voice, and deliberately and slowly squeezed out a few words towards the opposite side of the phone, 'What the hell do you want?'

He initially wanted to give his name, but in the end, he didn't. Because, the other party knew who he was.

--On the other end of the phone, there was a silence.