Difficult to comfort the dust

In the evening, Biyun came to deliver food to Cheng Jin with her eyes swollen.Probably because she was completely hurt by Cheng Jin's attitude at noon, she didn't say a word during the meal.

Cheng Jin stared at Biyun's leaving back in a daze.

It's been three years, unknowingly, he has been in the cage Jiang Chaosheng set up for him for three years.

In the past three years, he tried to resist taking the prescriptions that Jiang Chaosheng found for him, and also committed suicide when others were not prepared. After learning that his family members were killed in the fire and knowing that Jiang Chaosheng had lied to him, he There is no more business, and I want to die.

But Jiang Chaosheng didn't allow him to ask for death easily. Every time he was caught, Jiang Chaosheng would use different methods to torment him, forcing him to torture each other with hatred for Jiang Chaosheng in the endless days.

Before that incident, Cheng Jin had always taken the initiative in that unpopular and unacknowledged relationship.Jiang Chaosheng was like an innocent person who was betrayed by Cheng Jin.

For a while, Cheng Jin couldn't figure out whether Jiang Chaosheng had ever had a crush on him.If so, why could he be so cruel to his family?But if Jiang Chaosheng didn't love him, why did he care so much about his life?

Biyun once asked him, what kind of conflicts had there been between him and the general, which made it impossible for them to let go of their old suspicions.

Cheng Jin didn't answer.

Biyun continued: "I have never read a book, but I know that if I don't get rid of the things that are on my mind while I am alive, I will regret it."

Cheng Jin asked herself again: "If I don't go to see Jiang Chaosheng, will I regret it?"

He pushed open the window, and there were only a few lights outside, making it barely dark.What came out was a strong smell of medicine.

It seems that Jiang Chaosheng is really not playing tricks this time, but that he is really sick, and it seems that it is not a simple cold.

After a while of ecstasy, the wind outside picked up again.Cheng Jin hastily closed the window and sat on the head of the bed in a daze.

"Will you regret it?"

He stared down at the shackles on his hands and feet.It was Jiang Chaosheng who handcuffed him because he was afraid that he would suddenly commit suicide again.

So he said stubbornly: "I don't regret it. If he is gone, I will be free. No one will restrict me from living or dying."

He got up and poured himself a cup of tea, poured one cup after another, the tea was not intoxicating, and everyone was intoxicated. He looked at the flickering candles with blurred eyes and asked himself: "Will you regret it?"

Without asking the answer she wanted, Cheng Jin blew out the candle, covered herself tightly with the quilt, and tried to let the voice "Will you regret it?" in my mind go out.

However, to no avail.

When he closed his eyes, it was Jiang Chaosheng's face.

Jiang Chaosheng smiled bitterly, and asked him: "Cheng Jin, why don't you come and see me?"

His eyes were red, he turned his head and refused to look at him, and asked instead: "Why should I come to see you?"

"I'm going to die, why don't you come and see me?"

Cheng Jin's tears could no longer hold back, and a strong sour feeling surged up, almost drowning him.

Cheng Jin suddenly sat up from the bed, didn't even put on his coat, and ran out of the room as if flying, towards Jiang Chaosheng's room.

Several times he nearly tripped over the shackles between his feet, but he stabilized his body and continued to walk forward.

Although the weather was getting warmer, it couldn't resist the cold night, but Cheng Jin didn't feel the cold at all, and didn't even let himself catch his breath until he entered Jiang Chaosheng's room.

Jiang Chaosheng's room was pitch black and very quiet, so quiet that only Cheng Jin's panting caused by running, and Jiang Chaosheng's deep intentional sound after falling asleep with Jiang Chaosheng.

Cheng Jin approached the bed step by step and sat down, staring at Jiang Chaosheng's face with the little moonlight.

It was said that he had been ill for a long time, but it took only half a month. Jiang Chaosheng lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, his lips were also pale, and his blood was not good.

Cheng Jin reached out and touched Jiang Chaosheng's forehead, then quickly retracted.

very hot.

Biyun didn't lie to him this time, Jiang Chaosheng was really sick.

He had a slightly sour nose, and said softly: "Jiang Chaosheng, your body is so much stronger than mine, why did you go before me?"

Jiang Chaosheng couldn't answer his question.

He placed his hand on Jiang Chaosheng's forehead again: "Biyun said that you haven't woken up these days, when you wake up, you won't become a fool, right?"

"Jiang Chaosheng, I think I'm really cheap, even if I'm already like this, I find myself..."

"click".

Cheng Jin's tears, like beads with a broken thread, couldn't stop falling on Jiang Chaosheng's quilt.

"I found myself still loving you..."

Seemingly feeling this embarrassing, Cheng Jin quickly sniffed and wiped away the tears on her face.

"We can't stay here any longer," he thought.

So he calmed down, got up, and wanted to go back quickly.He was afraid that the servants who came to look after Jiang Chaosheng at night would see him like this.

Before he could turn around, a hand grabbed his hand.

It was scalding hot, covering Cheng Jin's icy cold hands.

"Cheng Jin, don't cry."

At that moment, Cheng Jin only felt that his originally stable mood was once again in turmoil. He hurriedly turned his head away and closed his eyes to prevent himself from looking at Jiang Chaosheng. He was afraid that when he opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Chaosheng again, he would control him. I couldn't help crying out loud.

"Cheng Jin."

Jiang Chaosheng called him again.

"Let me give you a hug, okay?"

Cheng Jin couldn't take it anymore and cried bitterly.

Jiang Chaosheng hurriedly sat up from the bed, exhausted all his strength, hugged Cheng Jin into his arms, and gently patted him on the back: "Don't cry, don't cry."

"Did you hear it all?"

Jiang Chaosheng remained silent.

"Did you hear everything?!" Cheng Jin asked almost hysterically.

Jiang Chaosheng hugged Cheng Jin and refused to let go, took a few deep breaths, and then softly said, "No."

Cheng Jin was so out of breath from crying that she couldn't speak a word.

Jiang Chaosheng put his chin on Cheng Jin's shoulder, leaning close to him to feel the warmth from Cheng Jin's body: "I didn't hear it."

It was obvious that Jiang Chaosheng was the weak patient, but in the end it was Jiang Chaosheng who coaxed Cheng Jin, dragged him to the bed, and covered him tightly with a quilt.

Cheng Jin was shaking all the time, she didn't know if it was from the cold, or because she couldn't calm down because of too much emotional ups and downs.

Jiang Chaosheng hugged him tightly, and that night, the two embraced each other and fell asleep.