No.20 years

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Hao Chun gradually fell asleep under Chen Jingming's soothing voice.As she fell asleep, her eyelashes fluttered twice, the corners of her lips turned up, and there were one or two small vertical lines on the tip of her nose.The hospital gown he was wearing when he first came in was torn by Chen Jingming's hands, and now he changed into another one. The brand new blue and white striped hospital gown was put on him, clearly declaring that he was a patient.

The man has been ill for ten years.

Chen Jingming stroked it with trembling fingers. The 35-year-old Hao Chun is too thin, and these lovely wrinkles in the past have become deep now, giving him a slightly old appearance.

Chen Jingming lightly placed moist and dense kisses on the tip of this man's nose, as if he wanted to smooth them away for the years.

"Sleep, Ah Chun, I will always watch over you."

This time, he never walked away.

Hao Chun didn't know whether he heard it, or he didn't hear it.The lights in the ward were not turned on, and the light was gloomy. Hao Chun smiled quietly.A few minutes later, his slight snoring sounded in the ward.

Chen Jingming dragged a chair and sat beside him without saying a word.Just watching quietly and deeply.

Like I can't get enough of it.

When Hao Chun woke up, Chen Jingming was not there.

That chair is empty.

He sat up in panic, his back slamming against the railing of the hospital bed.

"Chen Jingming!"

For a moment, what he thought was that he had lost Chen Jingming again.

There was the sound of rushing water in my ears.

He closed his eyes, the familiar stabbing pain in his chest hit him, and the black seaweed vines dragged him to the ground.After a full 3 minutes, he gradually discerned that it was 20 years later.Not Jinxing Middle School.Nor was it the old house in Jibei City where he and Chen Jingming had countless laughs and laughter.

where is this place?

Hao Chunjie sat up and was taken aback when he saw the bright blue and white stripes on the trousers.Looking at the bruises and bruises on the wrists that were stretched out by someone, the tide of memories before the onset of the disease is like a roar.

His body shook.

Broken, now everything is exposed!It was wide open, riddled with holes, and spread out in front of Chen Jingming like tatters.

That person should despise him!

He had cramps in his toes, and tried to put on slippers on his bare feet, but he couldn't get them in anyway.The sound of rushing water in the ears became more and more heavy, pattering, like a majestic heavy rain.

It was also like the rain on the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau on the day of the wedding turned into a sea, dragging black seaweed in mid-air, and pouring maliciously on his wiper blades.

No, that dilapidated white van belonged to a wretch, and he, Hao Chun, has nothing now.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 10 minutes, maybe longer.Time is always in chaos with him.

Hao Chun finally put on his shoes with difficulty.

He stepped on his slippers barefoot, and walked to the place where the sound of water sounded.

Pushing open the door, the whole bathroom was steaming.

It was clearly the place he had been to before, but everything changed here in the mist.Through a layer of transparent glass, Chen Jingming's thin and strong body is looming.In the mist, Chen Jingming was raising his head, the shower was facing his handsome face, his black hair was wet and turned into water plants.Beads of sweat rolled down Chen Jingming's fresh back, the bird was upturned, and there was a pool of hot water stains around his feet.

Standing at the door, Hao Chun suddenly lost his voice.

"Are you awake?" Chen Jingming was startled by the sound of pushing the door open.He turned off the faucet, pushed open the panoramic glass door without hesitation, and walked out naked.

The two faced each other at a close distance, and the fragrance as clear as sea water permeated the bathroom.

Hao Chun's breathing suddenly became short of breath, and the base of his ears, as well as his neck, were stained red, and he breathed loudly.A pair of red phoenix eyes closed in confusion, and then quickly opened.

He turned his head away awkwardly, closed his mouth, and said nothing.

"Why, I haven't seen you in ten years, are you not used to it?" Chen Jingming laughed in a low voice, casually took off the white towel hanging on the panoramic glass doorknob, and brushed his hair twice.

The sound of water ticking.

Chen Jingming must still be dripping water from his body.Afterwards, this guy would come over dripping and hug him without hesitation, sticking to his ear and heart, calling him Ah Chun one after another, begging him again and again.

Just like in the old days.

Even if he didn't look at it, Hao Chun could trace the shape of the bird stroke by stroke in his mind.

What's more, Chen Jingming was indeed mad at him.

What Chen Jingming just said was right, Hao Chun had not seen Chen Jingming standing in front of him so openly for ten years, but it didn't mean he didn't remember.The past was rough, but it wasn't all bad, at least they had been happy in the past.

Every time, the happiness that can be sent to heaven.

Hao Chun swallowed saliva in vain, his Adam's apple rolled up and down his thin neck.He buckled his feet back subconsciously, and his back arched like a bow being stretched.

Fuck, he just wants to run away now.

It's a pity that every time he took half a step back, Chen Jingming took a step closer.

After two steps, Chen Jingming was almost in close contact with him.Chen Jingming smiled coldly, tore off the white towel, and casually threw it at Hao Chun's feet.The wet steam on his body broke through the cage, wantonly piercing the blue and white striped hospital gown, staining Hao Chun.

Hao Chun felt that his whole body, including his heart, was damp.Drowning in the water, choked and breathless.

"Chen Jingming, don't do this!" He turned his head in embarrassment, leaning his back against the door panel, his throat choked up for no reason.

"What else?" Chen Jingming laughed in a low voice. "Don't force you like this, or don't beg you like this?"

Hao Chun was speechless.

In the quiet bathroom, a misty layer of water vapor accumulated on the ceiling.Gradually, like a fog forming in the clouds, rain condensed in the fog, falling silently along the cracks in the corners of the walls.

"You clearly know..." Hao Chun gasped and said something.

Chen Jingming waited for him to continue.However, after 1 minute, the latter sentence still failed to come out. "what do you know?"

Chen Jingming sneered.

The water droplets on the black hair fell on Hao Chun's shoulders, it was cold, like the tears that Chen Jingming fell on his lips that day.

"... Ah Chun, do you hate me?"

On July [-]th, the day he arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, when he got off the dilapidated white van, Qian Biaosan also asked Hao Chun in the same way—"Hao Chun, do you hate me?"

Hao Chun knows whether he hates money or not.His hatred for Qian Yongsan was deep, like black chains around his neck, restraining his hands and feet. Every time he took a step, those black chains would jingle.

There was nothing he could do about Chen Jingming's love, so he chose to run away, and then put the crime on Qian Beisan.He privately tied Qian Biaosan to the cross, wishing he could light a pile of firewood under his head, and burn this original sin and the criminal to death alive.

However, he didn't answer this question when he was confronted with Qian Beisan.

Now Chen Jingming asked him the same question again, but he didn't understand.

Do you hate it?

The sinner on the cross became the Son of God in Hao Chun's heart.The Son of God was white and white, with hands and feet hanging down, turning his head to look at him mournfully.

There was a tear in the eyes of the Son of God, which was about to fall.

Hao Chun was panting violently, and there was a sharp whistling sound in his head, his toes were constantly hooked in the slippers, and then his whole body went into convulsions.His whole body was like a fallen leaf, shivering in the autumn wind.

Chen Jingming rushed over and hugged him, holding him in his arms. "Achun! Ahchun, I won't force you anymore!"

Chen Jingming comforted him in a panic, and kept dropping kisses on his temples and earlobes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was wrong, Ah Chun."

The truth is 20 years later, he and he are at an impasse again.Chen Jingming didn't dare to force him, and Hao Chun didn't dare to force himself either.

Hao Chun closed his eyes and breathed heavily.He is now afraid that he will get sick, and then he will never get better.Maybe in the next second, he wouldn't even recognize the person standing in front of him as Chen Jingming.

He couldn't breathe just thinking about that possibility.

"Just let me go?" He smiled wryly in Chen Jingming's arms, and said hoarsely, "Chen Jingming, if you let me go, you also let yourself go, okay?"

"Don't let it go!" Chen Jingming ignored him and kissed him passionately. "Achun, we agreed when you woke up, this time, even if you die, I will accompany you."

Hao Chun violently pushed Chen Jingming away.He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, like a fish that was about to die after leaving the sea, panting heavily in his throat.

"...Ah Chun, you can't get rid of me!" Chen Jingming looked into his eyes firmly, with raised brows, staring at him and said every word.

"But what the hell are you going to do!"

Hao Chun suddenly knelt down and covered his face with his hands, almost crying violently. "Chen Jingming, do you want to drive me crazy?"

"You're already crazy." This time Chen Jingming sounded extraordinarily indifferent. "Ah Chun, I thought you were crazy when you drove me away ten years ago."

... the rest of my life is long.

When he was 15 years old, Hao Chun thought that 20 years was too damn long!He and Chen Jingming might not get better by then.

At the age of 25, Hao Chun thought, let’s stop here abruptly, everything is just right.When this love is dead, he can hide it in a glass bottle, and death becomes salt, which can keep this love fresh forever.

He thought well.

But another ten years have passed. At the age of 35, he lost all bets and stood in front of Chen Jingming in a panic.He was hugged by Chen Jingming just now, the hug was so fierce that he couldn't breathe.

He was deeply familiar with every wrinkle and texture of the other party's bare skin.

This guy, this unavoidable love, was finally torn apart alive in front of him.

The air smelled of blood.

"If..." Hao Chun squatted there, his voice leaking from between his fingers. "Chen Jingming, if one day I get sick and don't recognize you anymore, what should I do?"

"There won't be that day!" Chen Jingming quickly walked up to him, squatted down, and said to him calmly, "Ah Chun, I won't let you have that day."

"But my disease can't be cured!" Hao Chun smiled wryly, the laugh was worse than crying. "My mother was like that back then, and now I am also..."

"Ah Chun, you have to trust me!" Chen Jingming interrupted him, slowly opened his hands covering his face, and promised him word by word.

"Achun, we are married. You are my legal partner now, and everything I have belongs to you. I will take you to country A, and we will find the best doctor together."

"Ah Chun, you will be fine."

"Our love will be fine."