No.20 years

15

Hao Chun sneered. "Chen Jingming, you came...too late."

"Why?" Chen Jingming held his hand, his eyes almost burst into flames.Is a white and cold fire, suffocating. "Why, at least you give me a reason!"

Heavy breathing.

"How the hell did you become so..." Chen Jingming panted heavily, unable to find an exact word to describe Hao Chun at this moment for a long time.

Now Hao Chun is lying on the hospital bed, looking very miserable, with injuries on his forehead, chin, and back.He stroked the back of Hao Chun's neck with one hand, squeezed his arm with one hand, and stroked the soft flesh on the back of Hao Chun's neck with the other hand.Go down there, and then there's a sudden, hard push.

Hao Chun jumped up in pain, and the infusion tube on his arm shook violently. "What the hell are you doing! If you don't agree to your courtship, you have to kill me?!"

"When did you speak so vulgarly!"

"I'm fucking vulgar! Chen Jingming, we are not the same people!"

Chen Jingming pursed his lips and said nothing, suddenly let go of his hand, and forcefully tore off Hao Chun's hospital gown with both hands.Under the back of the neck, there is a huge and flamboyant butterfly.

The tentacles are as if, lifelike.

In this way, it was exposed to the air unexpectedly.

Hao Chun breathed heavily and could hardly catch his breath.

The breath he exhaled was hot, but Hao Chun felt that his chest was like a broken old bellows, leaking air out.

It's eerily cold.

"When did you get the tattoo?" Chen Jingming's voice was trembling, like crying.

Hao Chun didn't want to speak—he couldn't speak either.He can barely breathe now.His lips were trembling all the time, and the blood that had just been sucked dry by Chen Jingming flowed out again.

"Was it then..."

"No!" Hao Chun turned his head away, his voice twisted.

However, such a strong veto meant that he already knew when Chen Jingming was going to say "at that time".

At that time, Chen Jingming and Hao Chun were both 25 years old and had the same birthday.On their birthday, they did a crazy job, from the living room to the sofa to the bedroom to the kitchen, rolling in every corner, stained with youthful sweat.

They were born in July, they fell in love in July, they got so drunk that night in July, they were entangled in each other, barely breathing.

"Chen Jingming, I love you!" Hao Chun panted wildly.

"Hao Chun, I love you too! Let's make a memorial sometime."

"What memorial do you want?"

Chen Jingming, 25, was lost in thought. "Rings. Let's order a pair of rings with your and my name engraved on them."

"Vulgar!" Hao Chun laughed happily, his nose wrinkled a little, showing his white teeth. "The ring will be lost, it is better to carve it into the flesh and keep it with you for the rest of your life."

Chen Jingming's movements froze, and the skin under the smooth mermaid line was dripping with sweat.

"I heard people say that tattoos are cool, let's get a pair."

"What do you want to tattoo?" Chen Jingming rarely indulged him, his eyes were red, and his breath was hot.Suddenly took Hao Chun to the extreme.

Hao Chun shivered when it was hot.

He shivered. "You fucking can do it! It's time to collect it! If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will die from exhaustion."

"That died for you too." Chen Jingming smiled, picked up the shirt thrown on the ground and wiped Hao Chun's body.

"Butterfly." Hao Chun lay on the floor like that, with his eyes empty.The rococo-style chandelier above the head was extremely bright, casting it in Hao Chun's eyes, as if colorful flowers bloomed in the eyes. "I like butterflies."

"Why?" Chen Jingming threw away the dirty clothes, pushed back the broken hair on his forehead, and kissed the wet sweat on his forehead.

"A butterfly looks like me." Hao Chun smiled lazily, pinching his eyes. "Before I met you, I was a fucking caterpillar."

"You also know how useless you were back then!"

"Don't interrupt! I think love is something called poppy. But I think it is a butterfly. Take me to fly! Chen Jingming, I'm so happy that I'm about to fly!"

"Is it just so cool that you want to fly?" Chen Jingming approached him and smiled maliciously.

The whispers of the two were repeated countless times that night, and the ground was wet with mucus.The smell floated in the air, landed on Hao Chun's hair, and returned to the corner of Chen Jingming's smiling lips.

It's just how sweet it was at the time, but now it looks bitter under the bright white light of the ward.

16

"Ah Chun, you clearly remember it!" Chen Jingming forcefully broke his chin and stared into his eyes.

The four eyes meet each other, and the shadow of the other party is reflected in the pupils.

Hao Chun had no choice but to lower his eyes and not look at him.

"You clearly remember everything!" Chen Jingming roared, "Did you tattoo this butterfly later?"

"What's the use?" Hao Chun laughed, meaning unclear. "I fucking remember everything, but what about you? You've been away for ten years, and it's very annoying."

"You were the one who said we wanted to break up." Chen Jingming was inexplicably aggrieved.

"If I tell you to divide it, you will divide it? You will believe everything I say!" Hao Chun felt an unknown fire in his heart, and he slapped Chen Jingming's hand open. "Since we've been separated for ten years, what are you doing now? You say you're getting back together, so why?"

"Because I like you."

"Like is the most useless thing in this world." Hao Chun laughed. "Is this a literary sentence? Chen Jingming, I've been away from you for ten years, and my mother has changed everything."

"Hehehehe," Chen Jingming gasped heavily, his smile getting colder and colder. "Ah Chun, this life is still long."

"How long?" Hao Chun sneered. "30 years? 50 years? It's your whole life, Chen Jingming. My life, Hao Chun, is almost over."

"Don't curse yourself like that!" Chen Jingming interrupted him displeased. "Achun, what's the matter with you now? What happened? Why did you break up? You..."

Chen Jingming wanted to say, you know there is no one outside!

In the past ten years, Chen Jingming has grown from an immature boy to a powerful person in power. As long as he wants to find out, there are very few news in the world that he can't find out.Of course he knew how Hao Chun got here in the past ten years.It's just that in his information, Qian Qiang is always an insignificant clown.

He fully thought that as long as he appeared, the clown Qian Qiang would automatically disappear.He is the protagonist in Hao Chun's life.

But this time, he saw the absolute impossibility on Hao Chun's face.

"I told you that I liked it back then, but I don't like it now. This is impossible! No matter how much money you have, you can buy a kingdom, but you can't buy back the love we once had." Hao Chun grinned. .

"I feel nauseous when I say this again! How old were we, fifteen, sixteen? Twenty? When we fell in love with you, we were only 16 years old. We have been with you for nearly ten years, and we broke up at the age of 25. In those ten years, We've been happy and crazy, and that's enough. Now what do you want to do when you come back?"

"I want to marry you, I want to spend my whole life with you." Chen Jingming said very slowly.

"It's boring." Hao Chun spat out three words, smiling very coldly. "As you can see, my mother is a salted fish. What about you, you continue to go back to the palace to be your prince, isn't that good? What do you have to drag me up for?"

"But there is only one you in this world, Ah Chun."

"Don't say it so sensational!" Hao Chun exhaled and laughed again. "If we get back together, you will soon find out that I am not the Chun in your memory. You will feel disappointed, cast aside, disgusted, and alienated day by day. Even if you are out of face, I am sorry to mention Divorce, sooner or later we have to finish the game. At that time, you will have countless lovers outside, and I will stay at home alone, do you think this will be an even game?"

"Is that why you miss me?" Chen Jingming raised his thick eyebrows and refuted sharply. "Achun, am I such a person in your heart?!"

Hao Chun didn't speak.

What kind of person Chen Jingming is in his heart, he can't answer this question.

Yes, it's so fucking sad.

17

Before the age of 15, Chen Jingming was just an ordinary classmate in his heart, and he never said a few words.

In the third grade of elementary school, his mother died, and his father was drinking heavily.Hao Chun was often beaten, and he was hungry when he was full.Grandpa Chen Jingming always called him over for dinner.Sometimes it was late, or he didn't dare to go back, so he slept at the old man's house.

The place is small, so he shared a bed with Chen Jingming.I don't know how many times the two of them slept under the same quilt.

At that time, it was pure like a piece of white paper!

Hao Chun didn't know when this relationship turned sour, but he only remembered that Chen Jingming chased him back then.

At the end of his 15th birthday, Chen Jingming suddenly asked him to watch a movie. It was the last hour of the last day of his 15th birthday.

The candles were dimly lit under the light, and Chen Jingming's face looked extraordinarily delicate.Grandpa had already gone to bed, and the two of them huddled together in Chen Jingming's hut, enjoying the joy of being alone.

Small colored flags were neatly hung in the room. Chen Jingming was holding a six-inch cake, with a small dimple on his left cheek looming.Hao Chun jumped up suddenly, dipped his hand into the cake, and wiped white cream on Chen Jingming's face.

If it were an ordinary brother, he would definitely give Hao Chun a fist.

But Chen Jingming not only didn't scold him, but instead smiled stupidly.Hao Chun was about to jump off the chair and rush out the door, but he didn't hear any movement, so he turned his head in surprise.One hand was covered, and then the whole cake was spread on his face.

"Chen Jingming, you bastard!" Hao Chun yelled while sitting on a chair.With a cream cake on his head, he heard Chen Jingming's laughter.

The cream was wiped from the eyelids, and the cake collapsed at the feet, but the candle was still burning, and a few drops of colored candle tears were shed.

Chen Jingming stopped laughing suddenly, fluttered his long and curled eyelashes twice, and said to him, "Hao Chun, I like you."

That was the first time Chen Jingming said he liked him.It's not the kind of liking of a good brother, and it's not the kind of liking that is said carelessly.

Hao Chun didn't know why at the time, but he suddenly understood.

From Chen Jingming's unusually serious eyes, he saw a kind of pure liking that made him unbelievable.

He was so shocked that he fell off the chair, knocked his head on the edge of the table, and lay down under the table.At first he couldn't believe it, then he sat on the ground and laughed, kicking Chen Jingming's black trousers. "What the hell are you making an international joke?!"

Chen Jingming squatted down, looked at him seriously, and repeated every word. "Ah Chun, I like you very seriously."

Hao Chun shivered for a while, and when he raised his head, he bumped into the crotch of the table again, and a large lump swelled on his forehead.

Chen Jingming hurriedly dragged him out from under the table and applied medicated oil on him.The pungent smell of the medicinal oil and the sweetness of the cake were intertwined. Chen Jingming's fingers trembled slightly, and his pale cheeks turned peach-blossom red.

"Ah Chun, think about it!"

After speaking, he ran away in a panic.

He also forgot to close the door, and the stars and moonlight outside seemed to flow in through the crack of the open door for an instant.

Hao Chun stared blankly at the back of Chen Jingming fleeing, and suddenly thought, where did he go?This is his home!

"Chen Jingming!" He hurriedly chased him out.