No.20 years

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That sight made Chen Jingming feel suffocated.

If Chen Jingming was still 20 years old 15 years ago, he would definitely refuse the doctor's advice, stand firmly behind Hao Chun, and live and die with him.Even in the seemingly hopeless dark hell, he is confident that he can pull Hao Chun back from the edge of the abyss.

Twenty years ago, 20-year-old Hao Chun trusted 15-year-old Chen Jingming.

But right now, Chen Jingming couldn't enter Hao Chun's world, which stood barefoot on the hospital bed as if facing a formidable enemy.

The incandescent light was pale, reflecting the desert in Hao Chun's eyes.This is a desert that no one can walk through. In the hinterland of the desert, cold birds howl and no grass grows, and there are endless corpses.Even the bloodstains have already weathered in the old things.

The wind blew, and the vultures hovered over the corpses, forming a gloomy shadow.

Chen Jingming couldn't travel through this world.There was no water and it was too dry for him to swim.He couldn't even break through the siege now, through Hao Chun's thick city walls.

He lowered his eyelids, avoiding for the first time in his life the implicitly begging gaze cast by this man.

"Abin! Agao!"

Two bodyguards flashed past the door without a sound and stood behind Chen Jingming.

"Hold him!" Chen Jingming took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "Inject a sedative!"

"Yes! Young Master Chen."

in unison.

Footsteps were barely audible.Under the light, the two bodyguards were expressionless, and they rushed to Hao Chun's wings.

Hao Chun arched his back for a moment and let out a shout, as if he wanted to pounce and fight these two people.

When he was sober, Hao Chun knew that he was no match for these two, so he would never make such a risky move.However, right now, his head has entered a fiery area of ​​fire.The red karmic fire burns fiercely in the desert, and the sky is full of sun.

Not one, not nine, but the sky is full of suns.

Sunspot fell from the sun and burned on the ground in the air. There were flames everywhere, and he had nowhere to escape.In the flames, there is a virtual Chen Jingming, or countless fragments of Chen Jingming.They were talking to him, they were roaring at him, they were crying silently to him.

Hao Chun waved his hands and smashed Chen Jingming.The next moment, countless Chen Jingming flocked to him.

Hao Chun howled in pain, entangled with the two bodyguards rushing over, his fists landed in the air from time to time, and occasionally hit the flesh, making dull echoes.

Hao Chun didn't know how many punches he had punched, A Bin was the first to bear the brunt, and there were bloodstains all over his cheeks.Agao made a turn, threw his body across to Hao Chun, forcibly endured Hao Chun's punch on the back, grabbed Hao Chun's ankle with both hands, and dragged him to sit on the head of the bed.

"Go away! Go away!"

Hao Chun smashed down with one punch after another.

The crazy Hao Chun is amazingly strong.

The doctor subconsciously took a step back.

"Don't go!"

An arm stopped him.

Chen Jingming turned his head, his gaze was extremely cold. "After the sedative is injected, what do I need to do?"

"The patient will be lethargic." The doctor swallowed again.

"And then what?"

"Long-term treatment is needed." The doctor carefully weighed his words in order to report to Chen Shao, who was in charge of his professional life and death.

"Young Master Chen, with my 25 years of experience in the industry, it is recommended that Mr. Hao's symptoms be sent to a nursing home as soon as possible..."

"No!" Chen Jingming flatly vetoed it. "He's just not awake for a while."

The doctor opened his mouth, and then silently swallowed the words back into his stomach, without making another sound.

After Chen Jingming finished speaking, as if he was afraid that he would not believe it, but also as if he wanted to try his best to convince his subordinate, the industry leader, he emphasized it again. "He just doesn't remember me for now! When he wakes up, I will take him to start again. Everything will be fine."

The doctor swallowed and moved his toes slightly.After a while, he said slowly, "Then... Congratulations to Young Master Chen in advance."

Chen Jingming was silent.His eyes fell on the ground, a mess.

In the messy ground, lay the corpses of his love with Hao Chun.The marriage certificate torn in half.

This marriage certificate was made before dawn after Hao Chun fell asleep, entrusting countless relationships.Of course they are not real.But as he said to Hao Chun, they are not fake either.At least the stencil is real.But even Chen Jingming didn't want to deceive himself about whether the marriage certificate registered on the scene of the protagonist was still legally valid.

He thought, he just needs a proof, a proof that can make Hao Chun believe him and be willing to start over with him.

Twenty years later, he couldn't convince Hao Chun, couldn't walk into Hao Chun's isolated city in the desert, and couldn't even kill Qian Qiang, a jumping clown, from Hao Chun's eyes.

All he could do was leave a false proof, and then forcibly bind this person by his side.

Now he never wants to let Hao Chun go.

He and him were destined to be together.

Live and die together.

The two of them together are "Chunhe Jingming".

19 years ago, the third year of junior high school was about to graduate.

One day, Hao Chun suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world, and rushed to Chen Jingming with a Chinese textbook in his hand, pointing at the passage and smiling. "Chen Jingming, so our names can form a word!"

Chen Jingming raised his head from the book and took a glance.The chubby fingers and the pink nails are the result of his nail clippers just yesterday.Chen Jingming's thoughts lingered on Hao Chun's nails for a moment longer, and he realized that this person was very suitable for raising and gaining weight.Well, I can ask Uncle Bao to stew two more catties of pork ribs tomorrow.

The chubby hand pointed at the brand new text.The text is printed in black and smells like ink.

But Chen Jingming didn't see a single word.

His eyes were focused on those chubby fingers.

During puberty, these few fingers represent all the hormones.

This is Ah Chun's hand.They will do something more intimate with him someday in the future.Chen Jingming's breathing was rough, his body tensed unconsciously, and his whole body trembled.

Hao Chun didn't feel it, and was still smiling at him, chattering endlessly. "...Look at this word! Does it mean the two of us?"

Chen Jingming took a deep breath, the light in his pupils fluctuated for a moment, and then he finally saw the words pointed by that chubby hand.It is an ancient text.That paragraph of text describes the scene Fan Zhongyan saw when he climbed the Yueyang Tower. He was happy, and the soft sunshine was rippling like a thread.

Good spring, the origin can only be four words.Surprisingly, it was just four words - he and his name slept side by side, "Chun and Jingming".

"Does it look like the two of us?" Hao Chun leaned over and put his head next to him.

The hair of the two touched.

Not long after the relationship was established, Hao Chun seemed to particularly like to have physical contact with him for a while.Intentionally or unintentionally, he always flicked his arm with his hand, or suddenly flipped his white shirt over, poked his hand in from the back, and slid down, soft like a chubby little snake.

"Chen Jingming, you are a handsome player! Come on, wipe off your sweat..."

"Chen Jingming, you laughed! You actually have dimples when you smile, so damn pretty!"

"Hey, why don't you have tickle meat?"

"Oh, Chen Jingming, I love your ingot ears!"

"Chen Jingming, you're blushing again..."

Countless words, accompanied by the man's casual laughter, settled on Chen Jingming's ears and heart.One sentence, another sentence.Never forget every word.

Hair brushed, Hao Chun's breath sprayed on his face, and a layer of soft fluff around his thin lips moved.Like the spring breeze blowing across the lake, Chen Jingming is that lake.

He is his spring breeze.

"As far as Ruochun and Jingming are concerned, the waves are calm," Chen Jingming lowered his eyelids, slowly opened and closed his thin lips, and read word by word along Hao Chun's fingers.

Hao Chun's voice gradually joined in, forming a duet with him. "...The light from the sky up and down, a vast expanse of green."

Hao Chun clumsily leaned towards him again.The two of them were too close together this time, and their four eyes were almost clustered together.

This time Chen Jingming really couldn't read the textbook.

Hao Chun blocked the entire Chinese textbook on their faces, and behind the book, his breath was entangled with his.

"Hee hee, did you hear what I was saying?" When Hao Chun spoke, his ruddy lips curled up slightly.The lips fluttered, and several times they gently rubbed Chen Jingming's face, like kisses that seemed to be intentional but ruthless.

Chen Jingming trembled, clamped his legs tightly, and curled his fingers slightly at the edge of his suit pants.

"Look, I recited the text early today! I don't need detention tonight, right?" Hao Chun smiled triumphantly.

Chen Jingming suspected that this fool had no idea what the two boys needed to do together.

"Chen Jingming, are you listening..."

The mumbling stopped abruptly.

Chen Jingming couldn't help but grab those two fleshy lips that were constantly moving, and took a sip, the air slipped in through the gap between his teeth.

Like a wild wind, it violently overturned a fierce horse.

Hao Chun's face puffed up and exploded.

The language book opens to the left and right, supporting an independent small world.As soon as the kiss was put down, the small world caught fire, and the temperature soared sharply.

"You, you..." Hao Chun stammered.

Chen Jingming looked at him and laughed silently.A pair of obsidian-like eyes seemed to have been washed with water, with a soul-stirring light.Even the shadow in the pupil seemed to be smiling at Hao Chun.

"Fool." The thin lips moved slightly, and said two words silently.

Hao Chun's face became even more moist, red and swollen, and his hands were shaking so much that he could barely hold the book.

"I like you." Chen Jingming arched Hao Chun's ear with the tip of his nose.

"Chen Jingming!"

"Ok?"

"You, you are really getting more and more coquettish."

"You don't like it?" Chen Jingming laughed hoarsely, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly on Hao Chun's cheek.

"Hi...you like it," Hao Chun's tone was not sure, making Chen Jingming scratch his back and hide.

As if unwilling to admit defeat, Hao Chun muttered again. "I've never been in love! I've only met you. Who knows what it's like to like?!"

"How many more do you want to meet?" Chen Jingming was unhappy.Long eyebrows frowned slightly, and he opened his mouth to bite Hao Chun's cheek.

"Ouch!" Hao Chun covered his face in shock and leaned back, swaying and falling out of the chair.When he fell out, he subconsciously hooked his toes and tripped over Chen Jingming's black trousers.

Throat!

boom!

Haw!

During the turmoil, the desk was tilted to one side, two chairs fell down, and Chen Jingming fell on top of him.

She wiped her lips and kissed him.