Midsummer of Eden

When Zhang Chi came back after buying breakfast, Qin Shuo had already left.Yin Jueming was observing the graffiti on his leg, and he liked it very much.

Zhang Chi was a little nervous at first, but when he opened the door and saw Yin Jueming, although it was cold outside, his chest was filled with something warm like cotton wool.

The two had breakfast in silence and were about to pack their things.

The doctor came in the morning and said that Yin Jue Ming can move out of the hospital for the time being, that is, he needs to come for reexamination every week, keep active, and pay attention to his daily routine and diet.Before leaving, Zhang Chi talked to the doctor again, and he felt like a happy family.

There are not many things in themselves, but one person cannot move them all.The assistant came after 10 minutes, saying that Director Qin had been waiting for him downstairs, and his face didn't look very good.

Zhang Chi was completely unaware of Qin Shuo's recent arrival, so he sharply packed his things and pricked up his ears.

Yin Jueming gave a few instructions from the side, and the voice assistant seemed to have taken some things away, and then went back and forth, pushing a wheelchair.

When leaving, the assistant pushed Yin Jueming to the front, and Zhang Chi followed behind the two of them, carrying big bags and small bags, all the way to the gate.

Qin Shuo's car was parked there as expected.But Qin Shuo was not in the car, leaving only one driver.

Yin Jueming tilted his head, waiting for Zhang Chi to catch up: "Then..."

"Take my car."

The assistant was a little dissatisfied upon seeing this: "But..."

Yin Jueming raised his hand slightly, and kept tidying up: "It's okay, the wheelchair is in his trunk, and you can deal with the extra things, I won't take them home."

Zhang Chi immediately piled the big and small bags on Qin Shuo's back, pushed Yin Jueming to turn around and walked towards his car, as if he would be snatched away by others if he was later.

"Promise." Yin Jueming laughed softly.

"Who are you talking about, who are you talking about?" Zhang Chi's tone was cheerful.

He opened the car door, squatted down carefully, hugged Yin Jueming horizontally, put him in the back seat, and neatly folded the wheelchair into the trunk.

The car was temporarily rented, but he drove it very smoothly.Start the ignition, throttle, all in one go.After a while, it disappeared at the end of the hospital road.

The assistant and the driver stood aside dumbfounded: "He... who is he?"

"Don't worry about it so much, call Director Qin back..."

Zhang Chi's memory has always been very good. He has been to Yin Jueming's house twice, and he no longer needs navigation.But the mood along the way was as if it was the first time visiting Yin Jueming's house.

But it's a pity that Zhang Chi will rush back to Hegang the day after tomorrow.He only asked for an extra day off, after all, his work had just stabilized.

"I'm sorry, I can't be by your side at this time." When Zhang Chi carried Yin Jueming to the sofa, he kissed his forehead, with a bit of guilt in the kiss.

"It's already very good. There are not many people who can sacrifice anything for me." Yin Jueming stroked his hair.

"Cheating?" Zhang Chi tapped his chest, "I don't know how many ignorant boys and girls were cheated before."

"Are we going to say such sour words?" Yin Jueming made an exaggerated expression, "I mean it."

Yin Jueming still remembers that when he was 19 years old, he experienced a trough in Los Angeles.Looking back now, it was not a big deal, and even the cause of the matter, when looking back, has become blurred.

At that time, he was in a bad mood, and when he passed by a church, he went in and wandered around.The priest spoke with the new believers in a low, soothing voice.He sat on the empty pew, looked around, and stared at the stained glass on the top of the church for a while.

Looking at the people praying in twos and twos in the distance, Yin Jueming closed his eyes and thought quietly in his heart, God, please let me be desired and needed by someone.

With a youthful appearance and a false appearance, there is never a shortage of admirers.There were also people who briefly brought him joy, but in the end his heart was empty.

These, and these, are not what he wants.

Now, looking at Zhang Chi squatting in front of him, looking at him expectantly, with a bit of distress at not knowing what to do, his brows are slightly frowned, which makes his handsome and young face more attractive - Yin Jueming I suddenly felt that although nearly ten years had passed, maybe my voice had finally been heard.

Zhang Chi got used to and integrated into Yin Jueming's living environment almost quickly and without obstacles.

He is very curious about everything here, such as Yin Jueming's certificates on the bookcase, as well as novels in various languages, strange magazines and interesting newspapers.There is a piano in his study, which looks like no one has played it for a long time. There are two computers on the desk, and various notes that can be seen everywhere in the house.Some are just a few words, some are a paragraph, some are a plot without beginning and end, or an excerpt from a certain book.

Zhang Chi felt that he had never been so close to Yin Jueming.

He undertook all the housework at home for the past two days, whether it was cooking, washing dishes, cleaning, or even... washing clothes for Yin Jueming, including underwear.

"Don't do this." Yin Jueming gently rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling a little distressed.Zhang Chi now looks like some kind of animal dividing up territory, or something.

"You can sit and rest for a while, or help me walk downstairs. How about we go out to dinner tonight? I know a nice restaurant—" he said.

"Your current state is not suitable for going out to eat." Zhang Chi came over obediently, leaned over and kissed the huge heart on his plaster, "Wait a little longer, grow better. Besides, I have to leave tomorrow night , I am reluctant to spend every minute and every second with you on the road."

Yin Jueming himself didn't feel much about this, but when Zhang Chi said this, he actually felt a little melancholy along with his emotions.

During the two days he was here, although the two of them didn't get bored with each other all the time, or talked and communicated all the time, Yin Jueming really felt that it was very lively and full, without any emptiness.From body to heart, everything is filled.

Thinking of this, he thought again.

He reached out and tugged at Zhang Chi's skirt, made a place for him on the bed, and passed the book in his hand: "Come on, read it to me, I'm so tired holding it up."

"But I still have to go downstairs to buy food for dinner..."

Yin Jueming coquettishly directed at him: "Hurry up."

Zhang Chi: "...OK."

10 minute later.

"Jueming, don't make trouble."

"No."

"No way, Jueming."

"Well……"

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yin Jueming contentedly pushed away the person on his body, got out from under his body, sat up and stretched against the wall.

There were red marks on his bare chest and arms, his hair was disheveled, and his face was also flushed with lust, which was particularly fatal.

After a while, the good foot rubbed Zhang Chi's sweaty back: "Go, bring me cigarettes, fire and ashtray."

Zhang Chi was lying on the bed, looking as if he had been pushed away by someone, and his breathing was still not steady.

At this moment, he grabbed Yin Jueming's ankle: "Stop, I'll get it."

He can't blame others, his damn self-control... No, maybe in front of Yin Jueming, he never had any self-control at all.

Yin Jueming leaned against the wall, his face was reddish, and he was breathing steadily.He felt warm all over his body, stretched his tendons, and felt extremely comfortable.

Yin Jueming closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but no one came.

He called him twice, and when the second call came, Zhang Chi suddenly ran in and hugged him, and kissed his ear hard.

"what happened?"

"Jueming, it's snowing outside." Zhang Chi buried his face in Yin Jueming's neck and shoulders, and took a bite, his tone couldn't hide his happiness, "I wanted to be with you when the first snow fell in Hegang. Look. Dreaming, dreaming about you, but when you wake up, you are not around. I didn’t expect the first snow here, but I caught up with you to watch it.”

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about Yin Jueming's nakedness and weakness, he suddenly picked him up and walked to the window.

The window in Yin Jueming's bedroom is very large, facing a one-meter-wide bay window, covered with a woolen blanket.

When they were going to say goodbye to Zhang Chi for the first time, they were sitting on this bay window.

Now, the wool blanket was warm, Zhang Chi took the blanket beside him and wrapped the two of them in it.

He tore open the gauze-like curtains, and outside the glass window, the sky was almost black, leaving only a little light source, hidden between the gaps in the distant buildings.

The white fluffy snowflakes are like feathers and catkins, floating slowly in the air.Dense and mighty, like some kind of arrival.There are no roots and buds, but they are wandering in the world, not the rich and noble flowers in the world.

"It's so beautiful." Yin Jueming murmured.

Warm yellow light leaked from the bedroom window, rendering a circle of snowflakes in the night, illuminated by the light, but quickly disappeared.

The entire city, as far as the eye can see, is shrouded in a vast expanse of white silence.Only the lights in the distance seemed ethereal and flickering.

"Yes." Zhang Chi wrapped him tightly in his arms, took out the ashtray and put it aside, opened the window a small crack, and handed Yin Jueming a cigarette, "Next year, the year after, and every year in the future, we will watch together Let's snow."

Yin Jueming suddenly had a feeling that they were already far away from that summer.In fact, it didn't take long, but it felt like I had traveled a long way, and finally came to someone's side.

I didn't believe this before, because I felt vain, hopeless, and unpredictable.He was such a person himself, but deep down in his heart, he hated that feeling.That is not beautiful at all, he needs someone, definitely, undoubtedly, to take him in, just like now.Even the ethereal soul itself seems to have found a habitat.

"As long as you're here."

Zhang Chi knew that this was already a serious promise to Yin Jueming.

He pushed the smoke away from his lips and kissed him deeply.

A small snowflake floated in through the gap in the window.It fell on the skin of the two of them, and it quickly melted.

When I opened my eyes the next day, the world was already a vast expanse of whiteness.

Yin Jueming didn't know how hard, how fierce and how long the snow fell last night.

He only knew that the two of them rolled into bed after a cigarette in a daze.He is very clear about what happened afterwards, how ruthless, how fierce, and how long.

Of course, that poor leg is still intact without any pain, which shows how much it is cherished and valued.

The two shared breakfast in front of the white snow scene, sat and watched the snow together, read a book, and stared blankly for a while.

When the sun was tilting, Zhang Chi touched Yin Jueming's cheek: "I have to go."

Yin Jueming pinched a cigarette between his fingers, and rubbed his head against Zhang Chi's palm when he heard the words: "Well, safe journey."

"Your leg...will not get better in the next year."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of myself."

"Wait for me to come back." Zhang Chi finally kissed his lips, and said goodbye to Yin Jueming.

As soon as Zhang Chi left, Yin Jueming suddenly felt that the temperature in the room seemed to drop.I saw the snow scene yesterday and felt warm, but now I can see the meaning of loneliness.

The phone screen lights up.

It shows that it is a text message from Qin Jifeng——

"Jueming, is your leg better? I'll come to see you tomorrow. What are your plans for this year's Christmas and Spring Festival? Have you been home like in previous years?"

Home, the word, was always given to him by Qin Jifeng.It is also the place where Yin Jueming feels the most belonging in his heart for so many years.

"This year, there may be other arrangements." Yin Jueming thought for a while, and sent another message, "Uncle Qin, thank you. I seem to have found a lover. Next time I have a chance, I will bring him to see you."