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The two walked to Chen Zhuo's room, just as the door closed, Xia Zhifeng kissed Chen Zhuo's lips again.

Every step towards the bed seems to be stuck together, like the most chaotic, but most tacit and eager dance steps. Chen Zhuo hugged Xia Zhifeng's back and closed his eyes.

Although the two had done it many times before, at that time Chen Zhuo's heart was as dead as ashes and he couldn't get into the relationship. It was purely satisfying his physical needs, and he was just looking for a temporary relief.

He seldom watched or responded to Xia Zhifeng, and he didn't have the energy and thought to do so.

How could Xia Zhifeng fail to see that the relationship between the two was only lively on the surface, but empty on the inside.

But this time is different, Chen Zhuo is devoted, enthusiastic, and proactive, like a continuous rain, every drop of rain makes Xia Zhifeng forget himself.

They kissed many times, as long as Xia Zhifeng wanted to kiss, Chen Zhuo would not refuse, as if to make up for him.

In this extreme entanglement, Xia Zhifeng even felt scared, and his heart was full of unreasonable fear, he was really afraid that this was the "last carnival".

He stopped.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zhuo stretched out his hand to stroke Xia Zhifeng's slightly frowning brows, and asked him softly.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little...unreal." Xia Zhifeng lay on Chen Zhuo's body, buried his head in his neck, and rubbed his red hair against Chen Zhuo's cheek: "Sorry, did you spoil the fun?"

Chen Zhuo patted his head and hugged him for a while.

This is just an episode, and the two of them had a good time doing it.

Xia Zhifeng was so exhausted that he lay faceless on the bed, so Chen Zhuo covered him with the quilt and went to the bathroom by himself.

Turn on the shower head, adjust the water temperature, Chen Zhuo stood under the shower head, leaning on the tiled wall, let the water drops hit his shoulders, neck, back, and whole body.

Tears flowed down with the water in the shower almost at the same time.

When he was walking the horse before, seeing Xia Zhifeng's reaction, Chen Zhuo was almost certain that the person who had always appeared by his side as Xia Zhifeng was his late lover.

From Xia Zhifeng's eyes, he saw the former Lu Xingze.

It was a deep sense of disgust, disappointment, and fear of oneself.

Reconnecting all the previous things, Xia Zhifeng's expression when he was in pain, his standard movements when he fell while skiing, his understanding of his diet preferences, the touch of his hands, his occasional eyes, his and Wuchen's relationship Intimate and tacit understanding...

It couldn't be anyone else.

Chen Zhuo couldn't help laughing. It turned out that he was unwilling to believe it all along. He deliberately didn't put Xia Zhifeng as Lu Xingze's substitute into his feelings. He deliberately didn't understand Xia Zhifeng. As a result... this is the truth.

The truth is, Lu Xingze is still alive...

Thinking of this, Chen Zhuo's heart trembled.

It was the best thing that he was alive, against all, all, all.

Chen Zhuo really felt the joy of regaining what was lost, but at the same time, a sense of confusion, grievance and loss of what to do spread in his heart.

Why did Lu Xingze do this?Why do you pretend to be a stranger to approach yourself?

Countless pictures and words flashed in Chen Zhuo's mind.

Father, Fu Meng, Ji Ming... How many people did Lu Xingze collude with?

The struggle and torture these days... so what?

A flood of thoughts nearly overwhelmed him.

Chen Zhuo shook his head, wiped his face, and forced himself to stop thinking about it.

Lu Xingze is still alive and with him, this is the best thing, this is what he has always hoped for, and has been praying for a miracle to happen.

Chen Zhuo still believes that the person he loves will not hurt him for no reason.

Now Xia Zhifeng is obviously unwilling to admit that he is Lu Xingze. Before finding out the reasons behind this series of incidents, Chen Zhuo will not rashly question him or blame him.

Chen Zhuo had an intuition that the reason for this series of incidents was related to the issues that he and Lu Xingze had not made clear when they were together.

That was Lu Xingze's knot, it was his past, his family, his parents.

Maybe Zhou Chongrui is right, Xia Zhifeng looks very happy now, the investigation may expose scars and cause harm, but the investigation may also directly solve the problem...how to choose?

Chen Zhuo quickly made a plan in his mind.

After the holiday, the two returned to Songcheng together.

Chen Zhuo booked the plane ticket and got the bouquet and card on the plane. He showed the card to Xia Zhifeng who was seated next to him.

on me

There is nothing you have not conquered.

You took its life,

And take its death with it,

If I have anything to lose,

I wish you would take me there,

I just ask you to leave me a pair of eyes,

let me see you. -Cammons, "My Heart and My All"

"There is nothing in me that has not been conquered by you..." Xia Zhifeng said softly.

"How do you feel?" Chen Zhuo looked at him with a smile, looking forward to it.

"This should be the voice of the person who wrote the card." Xia Zhifeng put the card back on the bouquet: "Even if he loses everything, even if he no longer exists, as long as he can always look at his beloved, he is willing."

"Ah."

"The person who wrote the card confessed to you so bluntly..." Xia Zhifeng smiled triumphantly, "I won't lose to him either."

"Then what do you think of this font?" Chen Zhuo lightly traced the handsome running script.

Xia Zhifeng glanced at it, and said disapprovingly: "It looks beautiful, but it has no personality, like a copybook. It looks like it was something my parents had to learn when I was young."

"You write with personality?" Chen Zhuo couldn't help laughing: "The font used by elementary school boys."

"It was written with one heart and one stroke." Xia Zhifeng put on a serious expression: "Clear water produces hibiscus, and it is natural to carve and decorate. The most important thing is nature!"

Chen Zhuo chuckled, listening to Xia Zhifeng comment on Lu Xingze was inexplicably interesting.

On the way home, the two hooked their index fingers, like two interlocking locks protruding from their sleeves.

When passing by a candy store, Chen Zhuo said to Xia Zhifeng: "Wait for me, I'll be right back." Then he entered the store.

After a while, Chen Zhuo came out and handed Xia Zhifeng a piece of white milk chocolate: "I remember you like it."

"Wow, thank you, boss." Xia Zhifeng's smile suddenly bloomed, revealing his childish nature again.

Chen Zhuo bought him a gift, and it wasn't to send him off or owe him anything, but a gift full of love.

It was his favorite milk white chocolate, and it was the brand he had eaten last time.

Xia Zhifeng felt that he was the happiest person in the world, and he walked very lightly.

The next morning, Chen Zhuo actually got up earlier than Xia Zhifeng, and went to make breakfast.

Xia Zhifeng heard the sound of sizzling fried eggs in the bed, smelled the pleasant aroma, walked to the kitchen in a daze, and got a good morning kiss from Chen Zhuo on his forehead.

"I'm dreaming." Xia Zhifeng murmured to himself.

"Wash some tomatoes and make tomato beef noodles."

"Okay."

After the two finished breakfast together, Chen Zhuo took off his green plaid apron and put it on the back of the chair, while Xia Zhifeng arranged the dishes and chopsticks.

"Let's eat." Chen Zhuo smelled the red noodles in the bowl: "Well... the tomato aroma is very strong, and the fire is just right."

Xia Zhifeng looked at Chen Zhuo, the life he dreamed of had come true just like that, when he thought he had nowhere to go, another village appeared.

The racecourse plan really worked. As long as he gets closer to Lu Xingze and shows a little connection, Chen Zhuo will become interested in him and get closer.

Although he was a little bit sad while being happy, it didn't matter, he had already imagined such a result, and he could accept it.

As long as Chen Zhuo is happy and I can be by his side, nothing else matters, and it doesn't matter who I am.

From the moment he lied to Chen Zhuo, he was no longer qualified to be Chen Zhuo's favorite person, so he would settle for the next best thing and be the person by Chen Zhuo's side.

"It's delicious, it's really good that two people made it, double the love." Xia Zhifeng ate half a bowl in one go.

He was mentally prepared that Chen Zhuo might deny this sentence, but Chen Zhuo just nodded slightly in agreement.

"Shall we go to the studio together today?" Chen Zhuo asked.

"Of course, how can I be absent as an assistant!" Xia Zhifeng raised his head from the bowl: "In addition to assisting the boss's work, getting rid of potential rivals is also one of the important tasks."

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"Clear water comes out of hibiscus, and it is natural to carve and decorate." From Tang Li Bai's "After the chaos and separation, Tian Enliu Yelang recalls the old travel books and presents Jiangxia Wei Taishou Liangzai"