two-way mark

All the questions that Chi Xiye had had since meeting Yan Cheng were all answered at this moment in Yan Cheng's trembling cry.

Like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood, Yan Cheng hugged Chi Xiye tightly and refused to let go, the strength was so great that Chi Xiye's body ached, he hoarsely called Chi Xiye's name over and over again , confirmed with him: "You are real, right?"

Yan Cheng stroked Chi Xiye's back with his palm, "I can touch you, you are real...Xiao Chi...is it you, right?"

Chi Xiye also hugged Yan Cheng. Yan Cheng's violent body reaction hadn't calmed down yet. Chi Xiye patted Yan Cheng's back one after another. Yan Cheng's body trembled under his palm, and he clearly felt To the extent that Yan Cheng trembled.

"I'm real... Do you touch it?" Chi Xiye took Yan Cheng's hand, took Yan Cheng to caress his cheek, touched his eyes and nose little by little, back and forth on Yan Cheng's fingertips Kiss, "Feel it? I really..."

Chi Xiye kissed Yan Cheng's palm, wrist with obvious blood vessels, and took Yan Cheng to touch the side of his neck, feeling his beating pulse, "Yan Cheng, do you feel it? I'm not a hallucination, I'm still alive... yes Me, really me..."

Yan Cheng's reaction was very slow, he let Chi Xiye move blankly, looked at Chi Xiye with straight eyes, finally realized after a long time, hugged Chi Xiye in his arms again, "It's you...Xiao Chi... …You're back……"

"It's me..." Chi Xiye closed his eyes, tears rolling down from his closed eyelids, "I'm back...Yan Cheng...I'm back..."

Finally, he felt how much torture this four-year separation, which started with a deception, had brought to Yan Cheng. He would rather see Yan Cheng ignore him indifferently and hate him, than see Yan Cheng use this kind of almost The crushed reaction took him in his arms.

In the past four years, how many times did Yan Cheng regret it, and under what kind of pain did he have hallucinations, or even confuse with reality?

But all these pains were caused by him alone. He was too self-righteous at the beginning, and did not leave time for Yan Cheng to say a word.

"I'm sorry... Yan Cheng... I'm sorry..." Chi Xiye's hands were tightly wrapped around Yan Cheng's back, Yan Cheng's tears wet his clothes, but the heat spread through the skin to his limbs, his heart Severe pain, fingers numb: "I'm back... sorry... I don't know..."

Chi Xiye gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength to control the collapsed emotions, and cried out: "I didn't know it would happen...I thought you didn't like me, so I...I just..."

He couldn't speak anymore, he could only hug Yan Cheng tightly, the two bodies pressed against each other as hard as possible, unwilling to leave even a slight gap.

Four years of time and distance disappeared in this intimate embrace, the past was all gone, and the two hearts riddled with holes slowly approached again.

I don't know how long it took before Yan Cheng finally calmed down, and slowly let go of Chi Xiye's hand, which slid down the arc of his back, and finally couldn't help but hold Chi Xiye's wrist.

Chi Xiye turned his head sideways, covered his eyes, wiped away the remaining tears on his face, and sniffled again. After opening his eyes, he found that Xi Siqing and the professor quietly left at some point .

No one in the room spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward after the violent emotional fluctuations. Chi Xiye lowered his head and did not dare to look at Yan Cheng. Yan Cheng was still holding his wrist with little strength, but he couldn't break free.

Chi Xiye took a glance from the corner of his eye and found that the veins on the back of Yan Cheng's hands were bulging. He was obviously trying to control himself, but he was afraid that he would run away again after letting go.

Chi Xiye's heart suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard with a sap, and he unconsciously stopped breathing for a moment, and couldn't help but feel that his pretentious hypocrisy was really abominable.

Yan Cheng has been waiting for him for four years, why should he hesitate?

Chi Xiye gritted his teeth, raised his head to look at Yan Cheng, only to find that Yan Cheng had been looking at him—his figure completely fell into Yan Cheng's deep eyes, Yan Cheng watched him so intently, it was good for a moment looked at him with eyes full of ardent love.

Yan Cheng was looking at the surprise of his lost and recovered.

The emotion that had been subdued just now rushed out again unreasonably, Chi Xiye's heart was beating wildly, he stretched out his hand to hold Yan Cheng's hand, slipped through his fingers as before, and his fingers were tightly intertwined.

"Yan Cheng..." Chi Xiye licked his dry lips, his voice was a little hoarse, "You...I..."

Chi Xiye wants to ask how you have been in the past four years, and wants to say sorry, I lied to you before, now that I'm back, would you still give it a try with me, he still has a lot to say, But there are too many things I want to express, and I am fighting frantically in my mind, but I can't say a word.

"Xiaochi..." After a long while, Yan Cheng leaned down and spoke first: "Xiaochi, I have never told you, although it is much late now, I love you."

Chi Xiye suddenly opened his eyes wide.

All the words disappeared in Yan Cheng's "I love you", Chi Xiye finally got the words he dreamed of, and it was after he made a big mistake.

At this moment, Yan Cheng is still willing to say: I love you.

Tears slid down Chi Xiye's cheeks again, he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, he couldn't control the expression on his face at all, he should know how hideous and ugly it was without thinking about it.

But Yan Cheng gently wiped away the tears on his face, lowered his head and kissed the corners of his hot eyes.

"It's okay, Xiaochi, it's okay." Yan Cheng's voice was very gentle, as if comforting a fragile treasure, "It's all over, Xiaochi, I love you..."

Yan Cheng paused, and tentatively asked: "What about you? Xiaochi...do you... still like me?"

Chi Xiye was stung by Yan Cheng's cautious and uneasy look, so he hurriedly grabbed Yan Cheng, and said, "I like it!"

After he finished speaking, he shook his head again, and smiled while shedding tears, "Not only do I like you, Yan Cheng, I love you...I never have..."

Chi Xiye said: "Since the first meeting, I have never stopped loving you...I'm sorry..."

Yan Cheng kept wiping away Chi Xiye's tears and asked him, "I'm sorry for what?"

"I lied to you at the time, I'm sorry..." Chi Xiye said, "I shouldn't have listened to your explanation, and didn't give you time...Leaving you alone is so... so sad..."

"Xiao Chi, stop crying, okay?" Yan Cheng said softly, "I lied to you first, and I didn't figure it out first. We're even, okay?"

Chi Xiye wanted to say where there was such a balance, but the past between him and Yan Cheng was a mess, and there was no way to figure it out.

Chi Xiye nodded, grabbed Yan Cheng, and called Yan Cheng's name: "Yan Cheng..."

Yan Cheng asked, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Chi Xiye took a deep breath quietly, looked at Yan Cheng and asked, "Yan Cheng, let's be together again, okay?"

Chi Xiye thought, when Yan Cheng nodded, he would definitely pounce on him and take the first kiss between them.

Yan Cheng was stunned for a long time.

After the silence, Yan Cheng still looked at Chi Xiye tenderly, but said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Chi."

The clock in the room was moving clearly, second after second, ticking on Chi Xiye's heart.

Yan Cheng said word by word without stopping for a second, "I can't promise you this time."