sunflower

The day before returning to school, after Fu Chengfeng cleaned up the house completely, he went to the kitchen to cook Jiang Xing's favorite dishes.After telling Jiang Xing his decision not to go to Wuyin last night, Jiang Xing's voice was obviously sad, and he murmured: "You obviously like it..."

But after hearing Fu Chengfeng's explanation, he didn't blame him for his regret, didn't blame him for his missed appointment, and even pretended to be relaxed, as if he had nothing to do with him.

Fu Chengfeng was sad, but it was because of his hesitation and cowardice, he couldn't say words of comfort, he could only ask him: "Will you come to my house tomorrow?"

The hot meals were on the table, he checked the time, it was 11:30.

I called Jiang Xing, and there was a reminder that the phone had been shut down.

He frowned, his heart beat inexplicably, and an inexplicable uneasiness appeared.He took the key and walked out of the alley, all the way he was imagining Jiang Xing happily running from a distance, jumping onto himself, wrapping his arms around his neck, and kissing him.

He thought about it slowly, thinking a lot, as if this could suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

But the increasingly intense uneasiness reached its peak when I received an unfamiliar number from Fog City.

Jiang Zhi asked with a trembling voice, "Is my brother with you?"

Fu Chengfeng's heart sank to the bottom, and he mechanically moved his legs and ran towards Zhang Qianyu's house.

He thought, in fact, from the first day Jiang Xing lived in his house, he actually thought about this day, didn't he?But he indulged himself and kept him, just for himself alone.

He thought of Zhang Qianyu's malicious face when he mentioned Jiang Xing that day, how could he easily believe that Zhang Qianyu would really give up.

He broke into the casino regardless of obstacles, but was driven out by a wave of vicious fists and kicks.

Wiping off the blood oozing from the corner of his lips, he stood up and walked back slowly. It was the first time in his life that his mind was in such confusion. Jiang Zhi's trembling voice "Jiang Xing was kidnapped" kept hitting his eardrums, and he couldn't even Thinking rationally, he could only call Jiang Xing over and over again.

He had never been so flustered.

Getting used to Jiang Xing being by his side, he found that he had never thought about the scene where Jiang Xing was not by his side.

How many people in love worry about the uncertain future, as if they have tacitly agreed that they will last forever, no matter what obstacles they encounter.

But what if one day, this person may never be seen again?

"Chengcheng, what's wrong with you, you look so ugly?" Aunt Qiu who came out of the kitchen asked worriedly.

Fu Chengfeng didn't respond and walked into the room.

"I made a lot more braised pork today. I remember Xingxing loves this." Aunt Qiu followed in with a bowl of braised pork.

When Fu Chengfeng heard Jiang Xing's name, his ears moved. When he reached out to catch the bowl, his trembling hand failed to catch it firmly. The bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

Aunt Qiu looked at Fu Chengfeng's trembling hand, "Chengcheng, you..."

The sound of the bowl breaking finally brought back Fu Chengfeng's sanity, and he rushed to become a monk in the next second, and began to search for any place in the alleys that might hide people.

Maybe it's just futile, but all he can do is these.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, he received a call from Jiang Zhi. The Jiang family had prepared a ransom, but the kidnappers showed up, but they didn't hand over Jiang Xing at all. A golden cicada escaped and ran away.

Up to this point, everyone had the worst guess in their hearts, but the search was still going on. Because of the disappearance of the young master of the Jiang family, a smoky alley in Nancheng District, where the Wucheng police rarely intervened, was turned over. The bottom was turned upside down, and for a while there were waves of panic and commotion in those dark places.

The whole day of searching almost made Fu Chengfeng despair. He found that alley from this alley, and all the good memories of the past flooded in like a tide.

When we first met, Jiang Xing had a smile on his face. On the night his mother left, Jiang Xing's warm embrace, the feeling of the back seat of the bicycle pressed against his back, the kiss and lingering seemed like it was just yesterday.

He thought, what reality, what risk, nothing compared to Jiang Xing, being able to go on with this person, being together all the time, seeing him every day, is far more important to him than anything else.

Considering reality and risks is just to avoid hard work for my future self, but if I can be with this person, hard work is nothing.

So please let me find him.

Then, I will no longer hesitate, no longer regret, no longer make him sad.

Once again, he dialed that number with almost no hope. This time, there was no more notification sound for shutting down the phone. Fu Chengfeng staggered slightly, and two lines of tears rolled down from his eyes.

The beeping sound continued, but no one answered.

He kept dialing, and was finally connected on the fourth time.

The voice over there trembled unreasonably.

The person over there said, "I'm in so much pain..."

Beneath the trembling was an unbearable pain.

Fu Chengfeng felt his heart was torn apart.

In a dilapidated housing area in Nancheng District that was half-developed and abandoned halfway, in one of the collapsed ruins, a teenager's legs were crushed under a floor, and his hair was soaked in sweat and sticky on his forehead.

His face was pressed against the ground, his eyes were looking at the mobile phone lying on the ground not far away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The clear and clear voice of the young man on the phone eased the fear in his heart and the pain in his arm a little bit.

When the young master's voice could not be heard, Jiang Xing's voice began to tremble again, "Are you there..."

No one answered there, Jiang Xing's lips curled slightly, and the pain from his calf made him almost faint again.Fleeing from the nearby place where the kidnappers were locked up to this dilapidated house, the sloping floor collapsed unexpectedly.

Every time he used all his strength to grab the mobile phone that ran far away, it felt as if his leg was going to be cut off. The severe pain and repeated coma tortured him for nearly a day, and he even felt that he would die here.

After the last effort, he heard Fu Chengfeng's voice.

Fu Chengfeng comforted him over and over again, encouraged him, and told him that he would be there soon.

But why is he not talking now...

Fear and the pain that was deliberately ignored engulfed him again, and at the moment when he closed his eyes again, he saw the boy who was running towards him at high speed.

He grinned, and tried to open his eyes wider, thinking to himself, it's a good thing you're here, and it's a good thing I can see you.

But what happened next made him unwilling to recall it for the rest of his life, and he would rather never see it.

Such a heavy floor was lifted by Fu Chengfeng with bare hands. Jiang Xing felt a sudden lightness on his legs. Looking up, Fu Chengfeng's forehead was covered with sweat. He heard him say: "Okay, hurry up!" Click out."

He propped his hands on the ground and tried to move forward. Looking back, he heard another bang. The moment his legs completely left the floor, the floor fell, crushing the young man's slender hands. Bloody.

The forbearance that had been restrained for a day finally fell apart at this moment, and Jiang Xing heard himself crying.

Fu Chengfeng's hands were not withdrawn in time, the knuckles of his hands were pressed under the floor, blood spurted out, mixed with dust, and turned into a dark color.

Jiang Xing twisted his body and rushed over, weeping, imitating Fu Chengfeng and trying to lift the floor up, but he fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, his hands couldn't use his strength at all.

Fu Chengfeng knelt on the ground with one knee, his hands were pressed under the floor, his face was pale, and beads of sweat kept rolling from his forehead.

He showed a comforting smile: "OK, leave me alone. Call your parents quickly, my phone is out of battery."

Jiang Xing turned around with a face full of tears.

What Fu Chengfeng thought at that moment was, "I want to touch his face, I want to kiss him, and I want to make him less afraid."

Jiang Xing dragged his legs, got his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Ma's number tremblingly, "Mom..." He was still sobbing, describing where they were intermittently, and Fu Chengfeng reported the specific address.Jiang Xing cried and said: "I need an ambulance, I need a doctor, I need a lot of people, you need to hurry up..."

At that time, Jiang Xing could no longer feel the pain in his legs, he didn't dare to look at Fu Chengfeng's hand, so he could only move it to his side bit by bit.Jiang Xing turned over with difficulty and sat on the ground.He looked up at Fu Chengfeng, Fu Chengfeng's lips were pale, but he still smiled at himself.

He must be in more pain than himself.

Jiang Xing stretched out his hand tremblingly, he wanted to touch Fu Chengfeng's face, he wanted to kiss him, and he wanted to make him less painful.

But his hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't even dare to touch him, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his own strength, which would bring him even greater pain.

Fu Chengfeng looked into his worried and frightened eyes, tried to pull out a relaxed smile, and said, "OK, please kiss me."

Jiang Xing heard a lot of "Xing Xing" today. In the past, he always tried to find ways to make Fu Chengfeng call him more affectionately, but he was always rejected by the other party with a faint "tired".

Now that he finally got his wish, his tears flowed even more fiercely.

He approached slowly, raised his head slightly, and kissed the boy's pale lips.

His tears fell into each other's mouths.

When Jiang's father and Jiang mother arrived with the police and medical team, what they saw was such a shocking scene.

The lights came on suddenly, and amidst the ruins, the boy kneeling on one knee bowed his waist slightly, his hands were pressed under the heavy floor, he tilted his head slightly, his eyes were so gentle that he stared at the other man in front of him. juvenile.

The latter was sitting on the ground, his calf was bloody and bloody, but he seemed to be unable to perceive it. He raised his head slightly and kissed the other party's lips and face.

The blood-stained flashlight rolled to the side, and the faint light seemed to be lingering.