last love

Wen Ke walked quickly to the bathroom, and quickly locked the door with his backhand as if fleeing. It was only when he was in a space alone that he seemed to be slightly relieved.

Wen Ke silently looked at the big mirror in front of the sink, the face reflected in it was very pale and tired.

The age of 28 is actually not old, but the helplessness of the past ten years has weighed down his life too much.

He really loves Han Jiangque, so sometimes, he can't help wishing that he is a brand new Wen Ke.

In this way, when she was with Han Jiangque, she might be able to be happier and purer.

There are not so many sad pasts, and there are not so many wounds that are well known to each other.

Wen Ke didn't know what to do. Although she said she wanted to take a bath, she was too tired to take off her clothes.

So he stood in a daze for a while, and finally just turned around and turned on the faucet of the hotel's large bathtub to drain the water.

Even in such a situation, he seemed to have a certain string in his mind, thinking that Han Jiangque, who had just finished the game, would take a comfortable hot bath later.

When the water was full, Wen Ke just sat on the cold floor of the bathroom in a daze.

Amidst the sound of splashing water, he suddenly heard two very light knocks on the door, and Han Jiangque's voice came from outside: "Wen Ke..."

He looked up at the door, but hesitated to open it or answer.

He rarely treated Han Jiangque so negatively, not because he was angry, but because he couldn't help feeling sad, and he didn't know how to face Han Jiangque.

"Wen Ke,"

Han Jiangque seemed to be farther away, and his voice became more and more blurred, but his frustration could still be heard. He paused, and said through the door: "I was wrong."

Wen Ke couldn't help but sucked his nose violently.

I don't know why, every time Han Jiangque apologized, his heart would be filled with infinite self-blame and pity, so that he completely left his grievances behind.

He couldn't bear to let Han Jiangque be "wrong".

Wen Ke took two deep breaths, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and managed to stand up and twist the door lock.

Han Jiangque was standing at the door waiting for him.

Although the tall and tall back was straight, it looked like a large abandoned dog.

"I am fine."

Wen Ke tried to keep calm, trying to explain: "I was just turning on the water, I didn't listen—"

"I'm sorry." Before he finished speaking, Han Jiangque hugged him tightly, his deep voice was full of remorse and pain, and he repeated repeatedly: "I'm sorry Wen Ke, I Wrong, I was wrong, don't ignore me, don't abandon me."

The hearts of the two people were touching, as if they could hear each other's heartbeat.

Wen Ke wrapped his arms around Han Jiangque's neck, and he could almost touch the extraordinary fear in Han Jiangque's voice, so he could only murmur: "I'm not angry, it's okay, Han Jiangque, I'm still here Here, it's all right."

Han Jiangque in his youth was never like this——

Apologizing weakly, almost begging for mercy as if he had completely lost his spine.

Wen Ke understood almost instantly that Han Jiangque would not be like this before, because at that time, Han Jiangque believed that he would always be there, and believed that even if they quarreled or got angry, the relationship between them would not change.

But that event eventually changed everything.

Perhaps because of the ten years of separation since then, Han Jiangque has lost confidence in front of him, so now, even a slight disagreement will make Han Jiangque so afraid.

He was really afraid of him leaving.

Wen Ke felt so distressed that his breath was trembling, he couldn't care about anything else, he just wanted to reassure Han Jiangque.

They hugged each other tightly like this, and they didn't know when they had changed from standing to sitting on the floor together, stroking each other's back and hair, and it went on for a long time until the two They gradually calmed down.

Wen Ke was still stroking Han Jiangque's hair tenderly, and the tall Alpha seemed a little embarrassed by his weakness just now, so he deliberately pointed to the almost full bathtub and asked Said: "Wen Ke, do you want to take a bath first?"

"It's water for you." Wen Ke said in a low voice, "You must have been punching all night, your muscles must be sore. I want...to let you take a hot bath before going to sleep."

"Did...you let it go for me?"

"Ah."

Han Jiangque's long eyelashes trembled as he blinked.

Even in the situation just now, Wen Ke still thought about putting water in the bath for him.

This thought made him feel sore, but also extremely happy.It was as if his heart had suddenly calmed down from extreme panic.

He kissed Wen Ke's forehead and said softly, "Then let's soak together, shall we?"

"Okay, okay..."

Although a little shy, Wen Ke also wanted to be with Han Jiangque, wanted to hug Han Jiangque, and didn't want to be separated by a centimeter distance.

After Han Jiangque lay down in the warm pool water, he let Wen Ke sit naked on his waist, that position was somewhat intimate and shameful.

"Han Jiang Que,"

Wen Ke leaned on Alpha's chest, and he held Han Jiangque's hand. Perhaps because he turned his head to the side and didn't look at each other, he suddenly felt an urge to talk to him like never before.

He murmured, "My mother... had breast cancer at that time."

"The probability of breast cancer among women in China is very high, about 25 to 30 percent, especially middle-aged and elderly women between the ages of 45 and 60. This age is considered a period of high incidence of breast cancer."

Wen Ke said slowly: "My mother just turned 45 that year."

Han Jiangque silently hugged the Omega in his arms, and when he heard Wen Ke say this, he suddenly felt very heartbroken.

It must be because I have thought about it countless times in my mind, so I can still say all the relevant data with such certainty after a lapse of ten years.

"In fact, she had a mastectomy first. At that time, we all thought that this would inhibit the spread of cancer cells. After that operation and discharge, she didn't dare to look at her body. I changed her medicine. That The wound... Han Jiangque, that wound..."

He suppressed his tone, not letting himself lose control.

The too great pain in life is more difficult to describe than the small ones.

This was the first time he said it out loud, and in the process of telling it like this, he seemed to become the boy who was greatly frightened back then again.

"It's bare in there."

Wen Ke finally said calmly: "When I was young, it was the organ that my mother used to breastfeed, but when I got old and sick, it was removed like this, and there was nothing left, just a bare piece.

"It's really cruel. After a person is sick, it seems that nothing is important. Beauty, dignity, and a complete body are gone. They are just for living. This feeling must be very painful."

When Wen Ke said this, he raised his head. With red eyes, he held Han Jiangque's hand, placed it on his petite nipples, and said in a low voice: "Later, sometimes I can't help but touch this place. , although I know that I am a man, I still feel very scared, and I feel very... distressed for my mother."

Han Jiangque couldn't imagine how Wen Ke, who was not yet full back then, endured such a blow, because even ten years later, when he heard these words, he still felt so oppressed that he could hardly breathe .

He couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What about later?"

"Even after the operation, the cancer cells spread to the lymph quickly. Because the situation is already very bad, chemotherapy should be started immediately. Even this may not last for a long time. But at that time...the family really didn't have much money. Yes. After my mother got the report in the hospital, she asked me: Why don’t you treat me?”

Wen Ke held Han Jiangque's hand and repeated: "That's how she held my hand at that time and asked me very carefully."

"Han Jiangque..."

Wen Ke looked up at Han Jiangque's face, his lips were trembling violently, but even though he tried so hard to suppress it, tears still rolled down his face.

"Han Jiangque, she didn't say she was dying. She was asking me...asking me if I want to give up. In fact, she also wants to live in her heart, she wants to live no matter what, do you understand?"

Wen Ke said with tears.

"I understand, I understand..."

The corners of Han Jiangque's eyes also turned slightly red.

After ten years, those soul-stirring scenes of those years seemed to be revealed in front of him.

The choices people make before they die are truly sad and moving.

He didn't really understand what kind of 18-year-old the Omega in his arms had experienced until this moment.

Under such circumstances, no matter what choice is made, it is understandable.

Even just surviving is already a miraculous tenacity in itself.

"Later, she was speechless before she left, but she just kept looking at me, looking very sad. My mother is a very gentle person who is afraid of dragging others down. She must feel sorry for me. But In fact... even if I do it a hundred times over, even if I know it will end like this, I will still make the same choice. If you want to be cured, even if you only live a month or a week longer, you must be cured."

"Han Jiangque, I miss her very much."

Wen Ke buried her face firmly in Han Jiangque's chest: "Until now...I still miss her every day."

For the first time, he cried like a child, his shoulders twitched violently, and tears flowed down like a bank.

Wen Ke had never cried like this before.

Compared with love, birth, old age, sickness and death are the most helpless great sorrow in life.

At the age of 18, he had already experienced the worst loss a person could bear, so the blow of love seemed small in comparison.

Those things that are too heavy have been buried in his heart for such a long time, this is how he keeps himself alive——

A layer of safety film was isolated from his true emotions, numb and dull, but he survived.

It was not until in front of Han Jiangque that he finally tore off the film.

He finally cried wantonly in front of the person he loved the most that the lonely boy who watched his mother leave at the hospital bed never shed.