half city sweet

On the day Qiao Chu woke up, Li Hai had the first snowfall since the beginning of winter. The snowflakes were not too big or too small. They fluttered and turned into mist as soon as they touched the glass roof, and then gathered into a ball and ticked along the eaves. The tick-tock went down.

He stared at the snowflakes outside the glass roof for a while, tilted his head slightly, and saw a Phalaenopsis out of the corner of his eyes. Twenty giant white flowers were hanging on one side, and there were a few crystal drops of water on the calyx. He moved his stiff sleeping body, and slowly stretched out a hand from under the quilt.

Jingling, the wind chime rang, Qiao Chu looked towards the glass door, Huo Jingchen was wearing a white sweater, holding a lacquered wood three-layer lunch box, standing motionless at the door.

Qiao Chu stretched out his hand from the quilt and turned around, ticked Huo Jingchen who was standing blankly in front of the glass door, then bent his eyes and smiled, "Huo Jingchen, I'm awake."

Huo Jingchen's hands holding the lacquered wooden lunch box were a little soft, his legs seemed to be stuck in place and he couldn't move, and his throat was a little dry.

He swallowed twice before swallowing the sourness stuck there, and after a while, he took a step back and walked to Qiao Chu's side, squatted down, held Qiao Chu's hand and placed it on his cheek Rubbed lightly, then smiled with red eyes and said, "Well, you're awake."

His youth, who had disappeared from his life for two years and slept by his side for five years, finally woke up.

The day after Qiao Chu woke up, Zhang Ye rushed back from Ningjin in a hurry, accompanied by a three-year-old baby, who also had a tear-stained mole in the corner of his eye that was exactly the same as Xiao Bai's.

Qiao Chu stroked the corners of the baby's eyes with trembling hands, and smiled at Zhang Ye, "I never thought you'd marry Dr. Xiao."

Zhang Ye curled his lips with red eyes, "I was cheated into marriage by him, cheated into marriage."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ye rubbed the corners of his eyes to wipe back the tears that were about to fall, and complained fiercely to Qiao Chu, "You are too sleepy, five years, five years, why didn't you realize that you are so lazy before?" What about the bed?

Do you know how many people in your family have cared about your man in the past five years? Ninety percent of the female customers in this cafe are here for him. If you can really sleep well, you won't be afraid of him being seduced... "

Boom, Huo Jingchen reached out and knocked Zhang Ye on the head, then frowned and glared at her, talking nonsense with Qiao Chu when he first arrived.

Zhang Ye choked for a moment, and the baby in front of Qiao Chu couldn't stop giggling as he watched Zhang Ye being knocked on the head, Zhang Ye bent down and pinched his little nose, "If you laugh again, I'll throw you away to where your father is."

The little guy shook his head, shook off Zhang Ye's hand, and burrowed into Qiao Chu's arms. The three-year-old milk doll is not weak. Qiao Chu had slept for five years, and his body hadn't recovered yet. He fell to the bed immediately after being pushed by the little guy. After going out, Huo Jingchen reached out his arms quickly to wrap his arms around his shoulders and pulled him into his arms.

Zhang Ye quickly pulled the baby into his arms, and patted his little head, "That uncle is weak, but he can't stand your fuss."

The corner of Qiao Chu's mouth twitched, but he hadn't recovered yet, so he was weak somewhere.

Zhang Ye came in a hurry and didn't bring any luggage. The next day Xiao Bai chased him with two suitcases.

Zhang Ye saw Xiao Bai from afar, and immediately bent down to pick up the baby by his lap, and sneaked out of the back kitchen.

Looking at the mother and son, Xiao Bai shook his head with a headache, put the suitcase on the counter, turned around and sat opposite Qiao Chu, and smiled helplessly, "You're already in your thirties, and you can still be so noisy."

Qiao Chu watched Huo Jingchen make two cups of coffee skillfully, "She can't change her personality."

Xiao Bai smiled a little happily, it would be better if he couldn't change it, so that no one would fight him.

Xiao Bai drank his coffee and prepared to go after Zhang Ye. Before leaving the door, he looked at Qiao Chu again, was silent for a while, and said, "That younger brother of Lin Qi surrendered himself."

Qiao Chu was taken aback for a moment.

"At the beginning of the year, he surrendered himself and was locked up in Lihai Prison." Xiao Bai added when he opened the door and stepped out, "I always thought you would want to visit him."

Qiao Chu held a glass of warm water for a long time without regaining consciousness. Huo Jingchen reached out and took away the somewhat cold water glass in his hand, poured a new one into his hand, the faint temperature brought Qiao Chu back to his senses, he held his lips Jiao smiled at Huo Jingchen.

The weather in winter was not warm, and Qiao Chu's hands were very cold. Huo Jingchen reached out and put his hands in his palms to cover them for a while and asked him, "Do you want to go and have a look?"

Qiao Chu stared at the clear water in the glass for a while, then looked up at Huo Jingchen, "Yes."

Go and have a look, after reading it, he will bury those grievances in the bottom of his heart, and will never reveal them again.

The morning when Huo Jingchen took Qiao Chu to Lihai Prison was very gloomy and the cold wind was blowing. Qiao Chu was sitting in a wheelchair with a thick blanket wrapped around his legs and a warm handbag in his arms.

After Huo Jingchen pushed him into the reception room, he bent down and squatted beside his legs, holding his hand affectionately until the iron door opposite was opened. Huo Jingchen then let Qiao Chu go, looked up and smiled at him, "for a while ,I'll pick you up."

Qiao Chu nodded slightly.

Huo Jingchen stood up and walked to the door of the reception room, reached out to hold the handle, and waited for three seconds before pushing the door and going out. He was waiting for Qiao Chu to call him, but unfortunately he didn't.

Huo Jingchen leaned against the wall at the door, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with shaking hands, took one out and put it in his mouth.After a while, he angrily took out the cigarette from his mouth, threw it on the ground and crushed it with his feet.

Huo Jingchen couldn't deny that he was afraid, Qiao Musheng's death, and the role played by Mr. Huo in this revenge were all a thorn between him and Qiao Chu, which could not be pulled out, but could not be cut.

He was afraid that one day his young man would push him far away because of this thorn, and would not allow him to take a step forward.

There was silence in Shilaiping's reception room for 5 minutes. Qiao Chu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, and asked after a long time, "Why did you surrender yourself?"

The person in front of him has been hiding in the crowd for 30 years. If he wants to keep hiding, no one can easily find him.

The young man's indifferent face was almost transparently pale, and his voice was a bit cold, very similar to that of Lin Qi, "If you hide in the dark for too long, you will long for the sun. This is what we agreed. I'll go and see the outside. The world, after reading it, come back here, the hatred is too tiring, let it end here."

Qiao Chu lowered his head and suddenly smiled, "Well, I'm too tired, it's good to end here."

He looked up at the young man opposite, and said slowly but firmly, "Yu Sheng, please live well."

The young man froze for a moment, loosened his clenched hand a little bit, revealing a sharp silver light, a moment later the blade in his hand dropped with a ding-dong, and the blood dripped onto the ground, spattering out blossoms of blood. flower.

Qiao Chu pushed the wheelchair to the door, held the doorknob and opened the door without hesitation. In this grievance, enough people have died. For the rest of their lives, they will all live well.

He suddenly opened the door and came out. Huo Jingchen was startled and the cigarette case in his hand fell down without paying attention. Qiao Chu looked up at the cigarette that was crushed under his feet and looked up at him.

Huo Jingchen touched the corners of his lips, and immediately squatted down and reached out to pick up all the cigarettes on the ground. His hands trembled for a while before he threw all the cigarettes on the ground into the trash can.

Qiao Chu sat in the wheelchair and watched him without speaking for a long time, until the two of them got out of the prison and walked to the side of the car, Qiao Chu said softly, "Huo Jingchen, let's go."

Huo Jingchen squeezed the hand pushing the wheelchair tightly, and then hummed in a hoarse voice.

It was snowing lightly, Huo Jingchen pushed Qiao Chu and walked very slowly, the prisons in the suburbs are always very remote, the two of them walked for half an hour before seeing the scattered passers-by.

Huo Jingchen pushed Qiao Chu to a stop in a park. He fixed the wheelchair, bent down and wiped off the snow on the open-air chair next to him, and helped Qiao Chu to sit on it.

The lake not far away was frozen, and many people were skating on the lake. Huo Jingchen sat beside Qiao Chu, with one hand hidden under his coat and tightly clenched into a fist.

Qiao Chu looked at the laughing and joking passers-by on the lake, and breathed lightly. After a while, he turned his head and looked at Huo Jingchen beside him. He found out that this person was afraid. From the second he woke up The sky is no longer afraid.

Qiao Chu lowered his eyes to look at Huo Jingchen's right hand on his thigh. It was red from the cold, slightly bent, and trembling slightly in the cold wind. When he reached out and touched it lightly, it felt like it had been scalded. Generally dodged subconsciously.

Qiao Chu burst out laughing, firmly held the one in his palm, and looked up at the disturbed man, with a smile in his eyes, staring at Huo Jingchen with determination, "Huo Jingchen, do you still remember?" What did I say then?"

Huo Jingchen looked into Qiao Chu's eyes and nodded slowly.

Qiao Chu held his face in both hands, smiling brightly with his eyes bent, "I forgive you."

I forgive you, so he will firmly bury the thorn between the two of us in his heart, and will not push you away, or prevent you from taking a step forward.

Huo Jingchen's hands hidden under his coat loosened. His youth, he could always see through his uneasiness and anxiety at a glance, and then smooth them all away inadvertently.

He looked at Qiao Chu in front of him, slowly stretched out his hand to embrace him, stroked his hair affectionately, and after a long time, he whispered "I love you" in his ear.

Qiao Chu smiled, and slowly tightened his hands around Huo Jingchen's back. He also loved this person very much, for a long time, but he never had the chance to say it out.

"I love you." Huo Jingchen's low voice spread around the two of them over and over again, as if trying to make up for those missed moments.

The corners of Qiao Chu's eyes were a little hot, and Huo Jingchen's deep voice made him tremble. He put his forehead on Huo Jingchen's neck and rubbed it lightly, "Well, I know, I love you too, for a long time."

Huo Jingchen tightly hugged Qiao Chu's hand again, and he let go of the young man in his arms after a long time, then slowly moved over and kissed his eyelashes gently, once and for all, and finally stopped on his lips .

The snow in the sky was a little heavy, Qiao Chu leaned two points closer to Huo Jingchen with his lips bent through the snowflakes.