Midsummer of Eden

After Yin Jueming took back his original mobile phone from Qin Shuo, he handed over the newly bought mobile phone to Zhang Chi.

Of course, Qin Shuo didn't know about it.

When he went out to breathe, Yin Jueming turned on the phone, and both text messages and phone calls flooded him indiscriminately.

There was a burst of upset for no reason, and within 3 minutes of turning it on, he roughly flipped through the message list with a blank face, and turned it off again.

He is in a bad mood and in a bad state right now.

He was very worried about Qin Jifeng's physical condition, and on the other hand, he also had to worry about the movie. Besides, there was also the problem between Zhang Chi and him, and something was wrong with Qin Shuo just now...

Yin Jueming felt a headache.

He sat on a chair in the hospital corridor, propped his body on his knees, and pinched the bridge of his nose.It was three or four hours on the road, and the sky was dark and late in summer, and it was only now starting to turn blue.

He didn't eat dinner, and neither did Zhang Chi.

Yin Jueming simply went downstairs to smoke a cigarette, thought about it, and ordered a takeaway with his mobile phone to his home address, filling in the number of his new mobile phone.

Then he made a call to Zhang Chi, and the other end answered it quickly.

"Jueming?"

"Ah."

"I've arrived at your house, and it's easy to find. It's just that I haven't come back for a long time, and it's dusty."

Just as Yin Jueming wanted to say, he would call someone to clean it up tomorrow morning, when Zhang Chi said again: "I just cleaned it up for you, it's clean. When will you be back?"

"I don't know, maybe it will be a little later tonight..."

"Oh, I know, it's okay." Then he said, "I'll wait for you?"

"If you're sleepy, go to bed first. I ordered a takeaway for you just now, haven't you eaten dinner yet?"

"I wanted to go down and eat... well, that's fine, so I don't have to go back and forth."

Suddenly no one spoke at both ends of the phone, only the sound of quiet breathing could be heard.

"Jueming?"

"Yes. Called your grandma?"

"I've said it, go back at noon tomorrow, or at night." Hearing Zhang Chi's voice, it seemed that he still wanted Yin Jueming to keep him.

Yin Jueming thought, he should accompany Qin Jifeng tonight.After all, it is a critical period and it is very unstable.But... since he left him today, he has to go back.

Some things must be made clear in person.

"I'll be back in a while. You eat first."

Zhang Chi seemed to be smiling on the other side of the phone, and the two said a few words casually, and Yin Jueming hung up the phone.When I realized it, I realized that I lit a cigarette, barely took a few puffs, and burned it to the end with a phone call.

When going upstairs, Yin Jueming ordered two more takeaways, one for himself and one for Qin Shuo.

When he opened the door and entered, he was about to talk to Qin Shuo, but saw the doctors and nurses there. Qin Shuo's assistant was holding Qin Jifeng's hand by the bed, and Qin Shuo was sitting by the bed listening to the doctor's orders.

Qin Jifeng on the bed was in a daze, his consciousness was still not clear, his eyes were still closed, but his body responded.

Yin Jueming was overjoyed, and took two steps forward to sit beside Qin Jifeng: "Uncle Qin?"

The doctor and nurse glanced at each other briefly, and the conversation was interrupted.They seemed to be asking for Qin Shuo's opinion, so Qin Shuo waved his hand, saying it was okay.

According to the doctor's statement, it is still possible that the blood clot is pressing on the blood vessel today.The old man's blood pressure has always been high, but there is no way to do it. The only way to control it is to take good rest, pay attention to diet, and take medicine.

There is a saying that people who exercise for a long time actually have a longer lifespan than those who do not exercise, but their bodies deteriorate faster after falling ill, because the body has adapted to the state of a lot of exercise.However, Qin Jifeng belongs to that kind.He is restrained, self-disciplined, insists on exercising, and has no bad habits. Apart from the frequent need for entertainment, and the fact that he does not eat properly due to work, he almost pays attention to his own health.

There is a possibility that the illness will come like a mountain, and you will never recover.

After the doctor left, Qin Shuo waved his assistant to go out, leaving Yin Jueming and him in the room.Qin Jifeng looked groggy, he should have fallen asleep again.

"I want to transfer my dad to another hospital."

Yin Jueming raised his eyelids, motioning for him to continue.

Qin Shuo was stubborn and silent for a while: "Go to the best hospital first... After that, if the situation improves, it is of course the best. If the situation is not ideal, I want to take him abroad for treatment."

"If you think about it, there must be a limit. It's only the first day, and you don't even know what will happen afterwards, so where do you want to go?"

Qin Shuo argued with Yin Jueming again, and he admitted that there was actually a little selfishness in it.It would be best for Qin Jifeng to be in the best medical environment. At that time, Yin Jueming could also accompany him there.

Yin Jueming obviously disagreed with Qin Shuo's opinion, and argued with him for a few more words. He was hungry just now, but now he has no appetite.

Yin Jueming stood up: "I want to go home and tidy up some things. You stay here with Uncle Qin first, and I will apply for escort tomorrow. By the way, I ordered takeaway, two servings, it should be here soon."

He didn't expect Qin Shuo's reaction to be great, and he stood up together with him: "What do you want to sort out? Just leave everything to me."

"No need, I still have my own business, let's go."

"Yin Jueming!"

Yin Jueming stopped and looked at Qin Shuo slightly differently.Generally, unless he was really angry, Qin Shuo would rarely call him by his name in such a tone.

"He's at your house, isn't he?" Qin Shuo didn't realize it, his eyes had become a little fierce, "That Zhang Chi. Are you still not going to say anything?"

Yin Jueming stared at him for a moment, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.Perhaps, he was just mocking himself.

"Yes, I like men, you didn't always know that. What's all the fuss about?"

"Are you serious?"

"Serious or not. I can solve my relationship problems by myself. Don't talk about it in front of Uncle Qin now. I'll come back tomorrow morning and you take care of him."

Qin Shuo grabbed Yin Jueming's hand, but Yin Jueming just turned around and looked at him quietly, Qin Shuo felt guilty again.

Then Yin Jueming turned his wrist and broke free easily.

He turned and left without saying another word.

When Yin Jueming returned home, it was nearly midnight.

Before going upstairs, he ate something casually at the food stall downstairs.

The night is fading, here is a completely different style from the town.

There is no round moon, no wind blown by the ears of wheat, no Debussy's little music, no halo of the horizon that can be seen, and no stars when you look up.

Some are feasting, eating and drinking, men and women, especially in such stalls, there are aspiring young people who are drunk for their dreams, middle-aged people who are depressed, young women who are beautifully dressed and sexy, and there are also talking about stocks, financing, and complaining about partners office workers.

Summer nights in the city are hot and incendiary, and it's hard to find someone willing to sit next to you and chat about the weather, or meaningless trifles.

Yin Jueming was in a daze.

He put down his chopsticks and cup, and suddenly wanted to see Zhang Chi sooner.

At this moment, Zhang Chi, after looking at the trophies on Yin Jueming's bookcase one by one, digging out various books from Yin Jueming's bookcase with relish, and reading Yin Jueming's annotations, he has completely forgotten the time.

When Yin Jueming opened the door and came in, he saw that Zhang Chi was wearing his pajamas, which seemed a little tight because of his small size.Zhang Chi was lying on the sofa, holding the novel he read in junior high school in his hand, turning the pages very fast, as if he was only reading the annotations... But he was so focused that even Yin Jueming didn't notice when he came in quietly.

Notes from junior high school...

Yin Jueming stood in front of Zhang Chi, holding the book in front of him, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm back...it's early morning." Zhang Chi stood up, and went over to kiss Yin Jueming's lips very naturally, "I'm sorry, I was too bored, so I read your book without authorization. But your comments, hahaha, really It's quite interesting...Why do you want to see Mendelssohn and Wagner fall in love. Did you realize your sexuality so early?"

"you……"

"Why not Debussy?"

Yin Jueming was amused by him: "Stop talking, tell me such a shameful thing, do you know how to save some face for me?"

"I think it's cute."

Yin Jueming walked all the way to the bedroom, taking off while walking, wanting to go back and change into pajamas.He is usually used to no one coming in and out of the bedroom, but Zhang Chi got in just before he closed the door and hugged Yin Jueming.

Yin Jueming's upper body was naked, and the hot air from the chest of the person behind him pressed against his back. He shrank nervously, and soon relaxed again.

"Let go of me first, I'll change my clothes and talk to you."

The atmosphere has been great so far.

Yin Jueming changed into his pajamas, which were completely different from those in Arima Town.

The loose trousers and long sleeves of dark blue satin with a sense of drape, against his white skin, the strong visual contrast has an almost seductive beauty.

On the bay window of his bedroom, there was a thick layer of woolen blanket, and the warm-looking fur hung down from the edge.

Zhang Chi can even imagine how many times Yin Jueming used to lean, lie, or lie on the bay window covered with a wool blanket to read a book, watch a computer, or listen to a song quietly, and dozed off in the afternoon sun.

Yin Jueming sat cross-legged on the bay window, patted the place beside him: "What are you thinking? Come here."

Zhang Chi sat beside him, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Don't look at me that way. No."

Zhang Chi still stared at him.

Yin Jueming sighed.

"Let's talk." He said, while blocking Zhang Chi's hand that was trying to wrap around him, "My script must have been interrupted this time due to Uncle Qin's illness. In fact, I should have left a long time ago... I Know that we have been together all this time.”

Zhang Chi's heart skipped a beat.

Yin Jueming observed Zhang Chi's appearance, lowered his eyes and randomly pulled the wool on the blanket, and didn't intend to stop because of this.

"I'm leaving now. You also have something you have to do. I remember Qin Shuo mentioned about the house before, right? After these few days pass, I will mention it to him." In the second half of the sentence, Yin Jueming Slowed down his voice, but it sounded gentle and cruel to Zhang Chi, "Your grandma is still waiting for you to take him back to Hegang, isn't she?"

"So." Zhang Chi said in a low voice, without speaking.

"Ah."

Silence spread between the two.

Zhang Chi tried to look into Yin Jueming's eyes, and the latter met his gaze, his eyes had a flickering halo under the dark light.Just like when we first met, people felt that he was like clouds, water, and moonlight, all of which were unstoppable.

The tighter you hold it, the easier it is to lose.

Suddenly, Zhang Chi moved, his hands wrapped around Yin Jueming, pinched his neck from behind, and forced him to kiss him.

The kiss was rough, reckless, without any tenderness.

The palm moved upwards, so as to completely wrap the back of Yin Jueming's head.

Zhang Chi pressed him tightly: "You are dreaming."