No.20 years

38

The roar of the plane circled in mid-air.Small private jets always have a sense of turbulence.

It was the thing that Hao Chun didn't like the least in the past.

But today he fell asleep.

Chen Jingming, 35, looked down at Hao Chun, also 35, who slept with his head on his lap until he knew nothing.He didn't know how long he stared at it, his long and curly eyelashes drooped, covering all his emotions.Minutes passed and he did nothing.He just gently pulled the blanket for Hao Chun, then leaned over and pressed a kiss on Hao Chun's forehead.

Hao Chun's eyelids twitched slightly, as if he dreamed of Chen Jingming again in his sleep.

"...Well, you..."

A few unclear words escaped from Hao Chun's once full flower-like lips.

Chen Jingming was slightly startled, and quickly leaned over again, trying to hear more clearly.

"……Well."

But it was just a vague raving, neither painful nor pleasant.

Hao Chun's two thick emerald eyebrows are stretched, and the eyeballs are still moving lightly under the eyelids. —a very restless sleep.

Chen Jingming was silent for a few seconds, covering Hao Chun's eyelashes with his palm.

For more than 30 years, he has lived a prosperous life, and has fallen into the boundless night countless times.The most precious thing he relies on, which no one else has, is nothing but Hao Chun's love for him.But now Hao Chun doesn't love him anymore, and often doesn't recognize him.

The fact that he fell in love with him, everyone said that Hao Chun yearned for him, and even Hao Chun himself often said that he was the brightest North Star in the sky.Everyone in the world says that he is a gentleman like jade, but only he knows that between him and Hao Chun, he is the one who is really unscrupulous.

Hao Chun has always been innocent.

Because he loves Hao Chun, his grandfather used countless tricks on Hao Chun, and finally turned Hao Chun into a real mental patient.

Because of his love, others criticize Hao Chun.

But no one knew that between him and him...the one who was really guilty was Chen Jingming.

Chen Jingming's eyes were full of unspeakable thoughts, and his slender fingers caressed Hao Chun's cheeks, winding from the high brow bone to the butterfly tattoo on the back of his neck.

It doesn't matter that Hao Chun doesn't love him anymore.He still remains in Hao Chun's memory, as vivid as a knife.He can still remain intact on Hao Chun's skin and body. This shockingly beautiful Hao Chun, who is engraved with butterfly tentacles and complete wings, belongs only to him, Chen Jingming.

Chen Jingming curled his lips, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were half down.After a long time, he moved his lips silently. "...Ah Chun, I'm sorry."

Strange to say, Hao Chun, who was clearly asleep, moved his eyelids and responded vaguely.

It was a short laugh.

After the smile bloomed, Hao Chun's face, which was so thin that it was almost out of shape, became emotional again, so that people couldn't take their eyes off it. "...Chen Jingming."

"Well," Chen Jingming couldn't tell whether he was awake or not, so he responded vaguely. "I am here."

Chen Jingming waited for a long time, but Hao Chun fell asleep again.This time, Hao Chun slept very deeply.

Even the plane landed without being woken up.

The destination in country A has arrived, but Chen Jingming is still hugging Hao Chun on his lap, with his eyes slightly lowered.Several people accompanying him hesitated, not daring to step forward and ask if they wanted to help him pick him up.

"Young Master Chen?" A Bin finally bite the bullet and speak. "How about I carry Mr. Hao?"

Chen Jingming raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, and said coldly: "I will do it myself."

In full view, Chen Jingming picked up Hao Chun halfway.Hao Chun did not develop well afterwards, and his height was only 178cm, and his legs dragged on the ground were extraordinarily long.Chen Jingming struggled to hug him, but refused anyone to help him, until he put Hao Chun on his back with the strength of the chair, and held Hao Chun's arms around his neck, he barely heaved a sigh of relief and lifted his eyelids. "Let's go!"

Everyone didn't dare to speak, they could only watch as Chen Shao walked down the gangway with his first love, Mr. Hao, on his back.

Chen Jingming walked slowly step by step.Under the blue sky, he didn't forget to lift Hao Chun's butt up, and said softly, "Ah Chun, you will be fine. Our love... will be fine too."

Hao Chun woke up in a strange bedroom.The furnishings in the bedroom are very simple, and the furniture is all high-end goods that he can't recognize the brand.He turned his head and saw that the floor-to-ceiling curtain was drooping, and a corner of the curtain was lifted by the breeze, and a young man could be vaguely seen standing behind the curtain.

"……Who?"

Hao Chun subconsciously wanted to touch the long knife under the pillow again, only later did he realize that this was a strange place.He suddenly arched his back slightly, and his whole body became tense. "Where the hell is this?"

"you're awake?"

The man behind the curtain came over, and he was only wearing a nightgown loosely.The nightgown was silver, with hand-embroidered edges, which was very high-end.

Hao Chun looked up along the corner of the nightgown, and saw the man's Adam's apple rolling slightly.

"Ah Chun, it's me."

Hao Chun frowned in surprise.He had already seen the man's appearance clearly - long brows, high nose bridge, two serious but sullen thin lips.Hmm, quite like Chen Jingming.

But impossible!There is only one Chen Jingming in this world.

"Get lost!" Hao Chun threw the pillow at the man. "Where the hell did you come from?"

"From you!" The man smiled lightly, and the words that came out of his thin lips were extremely shameful. "Ah Chun, you forgot again, we just fired a compound gun."

"I never make appointments." Hao Chun sneered disdainfully, raised his eyebrows, and even smiled cruelly. "Where did you get it from? Get out of here! Oh, I have no money, and if you don't get out, you won't be able to steal anything."

"I have money." When the man spoke, he had already approached the bed, leaned over with his hands on the bed rails, and the sound of breathing sprayed around Hao Chun, exuding a faint smell of sea water. "You can blackmail me with any amount of money."

Hao Chun frowned and was about to tie a knot. "I'm not interested."

"A Chun..."

Hao Chun was suddenly annoyed, sat up, and was about to get out of bed and run away. "If you don't go, I will go."

"Ah Chun," the man put his long arms on both sides of his body, and laughed softly. "This is country A, you can't escape."

In country A, Chen Jingming is also in country A.

Hao Chun was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly became eager. "Have you ever seen a man, 1.8 meters five, with short hair, who likes to wear white shirts and large T-shirts. His name is Chen Jingming. Have you met him?"

The man still curled his lips into a chuckle, leaned over, and got closer. "have."

Hao Chun looked at him in shock.It lasted ten seconds, and then the sound of breathing became rapid, and the sound of breaking the bellows came out loudly in the chest cavity. "You...you really..."

He couldn't go on.

The man's smile became more and more mysterious. "Well, I did. So, do you want me to take you to meet him?"

Hao Chun's nose flared up, and his red phoenix eyes became extremely bright in an instant, like a dying person suddenly saw a straw.It's a pity that this kind of brightness only burned for a few seconds, and then he lowered his head with a muffled voice. "No."

"Then, what do you want?" The man continued to be persuasive. "Let me tell you how he is doing in country A, okay?"

Adding the sentence "OK" at the end is also a typical Chen Jingming tone.In the past, every time Chen Jingming begged him, he always spoke softly like this, adding a soft "OK" at the end, it was like a curse.Hao Chun could never refuse Chen Jingming's curse.

So Hao Chun raised his eyes again, and seriously looked at the man leaning over in front of him. "What do you think?"

The man didn't seem to be surprised to smile, his thin lips curled up slightly, his arms were propped by his side, and his words carried stronger coaxing. "Chen Jingming, the one you are looking for, is not doing well in country A. I heard that he was ill a few years ago, and he was seriously ill, and he was about to die. Do you want to know what he got? sick?"

Hao Chun stared at the man suspiciously, his back arched, and his body shrank back. "he is sick?"

"Ah."

The time is ticking, probably there is a clock in the room, or maybe the clock is just one of the auditory hallucinations in Hao Chun's head.Hao Chun couldn't tell what he was waiting for and what he was hesitating for. In this cold and boring ticking sound, he didn't speak, and neither did the strange man.

The man seemed to be very patient, just quietly waiting for him to ask.

Chen Jingming also has this kind of patience.

Hao Chun was finally defeated, and after hearing that tick-tock sound countless times, he licked his lips and asked softly. "He...I mean Chen Jingming, when did he get sick?"

"Ah, very early." The man answered him slowly. "I heard from his attending physician that the disease probably started ten years ago."

Hao Chun remained silent for a long time, and when he spoke, his voice was light and fluttering, like puffs of smoke floating in the air. "……What disease?"

"depression."

This time the man answered very briefly.

Hao Chun frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly became suspicious again. "Depression? Isn't this something only rich people get? He is so rich and his life is so good. He lives in country A so happily. How could he get sick? Just ask a doctor to prescribe medicine for nothing?"

The man pursed his thin lips, but didn't smile this time. "Ah Chun, depression can kill you."

"Don't call me Ah Chun!" Hao Chun was agitated again, and almost screamed, "You don't deserve to call me that name!"

The man was not angry at all, and his handsome face was even emotionless.But he lowered his body and approached Hao Chun's face and asked again. "Oh? Then, who can call you like that?"

"Chen Jingming!" Hao Chun answered as a matter of course.

This time, the person who took the initiative to silence became this strange man.

Hao Chun waited and saw that he stopped talking, and said anxiously: "You have something to say soon! He has depression, and then what?"

"Then?" The man pursed his lips, slowly let go of the arms that had been supporting him, straightened up, and smiled very coldly.

"He's dying, Ah Chun."