Chen Jia's Cheng Zheng love

The two hugged each other tightly, and Chen Jia could feel Chen Zheng's bones hurting through his clothes.

"You've lost a lot of weight."

Chen Jia looked at Chen Zheng's thin face with sadness and distress in his eyes.

Chen Zheng just shook his head, let Chen Jia sit by the bed, and stretched out his hand to lift up Chen Jia's clothes.

"do not."

Chen Jia blocked Chen Zheng's hand.

"It's ugly, don't look at it."

But Chen Zheng didn't stop what he was doing, "I can't see my own body?"

Chen Jia was powerless to refute.

The T-shirt was lifted up to the waist, revealing the fair skin mixed with irregular light red.

Chen Zheng used slightly cold fingertips to touch the red lines bit by bit, went around his waist, and poked back. The originally smooth skin appeared uneven, and Chen Zheng's eyes also changed accordingly. .

"Sorry……"

Chen Zheng hugged Chen Jia lightly, lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the large scar on Chen Jia's back that could be called hideous.

Chen Jia didn't want Chen Zheng's apology, because he didn't need it at all. These injuries were all caused by Chen Jia. He shouldn't be impulsive at that time. Chen Zheng was the one he owed the most.

Chen Zheng's injury was more serious than Chen Jia's. If Chen Zheng couldn't be rescued this time, Chen Jia couldn't imagine what would happen to him.

It was the first time that Chen Jia was so strongly afraid of losing someone.

"Chen Zheng, Chen Zheng."

Chen Jia pressed close to Chen Zheng's ear, and called Chen Zheng's name hastily, gradually tightening his arms.

"You don't need to apologize at all. You are not wrong. Don't apologize. I should apologize. I'm sorry for hurting you so badly. I'm sorry that I haven't been able to come and see you for a while. I'm sorry that I haven't been able to tell you my true self." I'm sorry for how you feel..."

"what?"

Chen Zheng pushed Chen Jia away lightly, and stared closely at his eyes, which were shining brightly.

"You said... how do you feel about me?"

Although Chen Zheng had already confessed his feelings to Chen Jia, and they were together like this, Chen Jia had never directly expressed his attitude towards this relationship, even though Chen Zheng felt that it didn't matter even if he paid unilaterally. But if Chen Jia also has the same emotion, Chen Zheng is already very satisfied, and there is no extravagance for other things.

Facing Chen Zheng's question, Chen Jia suddenly became embarrassed and wanted to turn his head awkwardly, but finally chose to face Chen Zheng squarely.

During this period of rest, Chen Jia understood that he had feelings for Chen Zheng, and it was not only a little bit, even much more than imagined.

Therefore, Chen Jia decided not to run away, but to speak out.

"Chen Zheng, I love you."

Chen Jia spoke very seriously and firmly.

"Oh, fool."

Chen Zheng chuckled, and then kissed Chen Jia's lips.

The extremely gentle kiss almost melted Chen Jia.

Humid heat intertwined, panting breath, until Chen Jia was almost suffocated by the kiss, Chen Zheng left Chen Jia's lips, slowly moved down, stretched his arms around Chen Jia's waist, and kissed the reddish scar on Chen Jia's abdomen.

Gradually, this superficial touch turned into a light bite, and it continued to go deeper and deeper.

"Ok!"

Bursts of electric shock-like numbness flowed through the whole body, and Chen Jia was so stimulated by this unprecedented feeling that he was about to cry out.

Chen Jia was sitting on the hospital bed with his hands on his sides. When he was shocked by a strange feeling and raised his head back, Chen Jia caught a glimpse of the half-closed door, and a figure flashed by.

was seen.

Is it the mother, or... someone else?

Chen Jia was already unable to think.

He knew that he was gradually approaching the abyss, and if he didn't turn back, there would be no way out.

No matter what will happen under the abyss, he doesn't want to let Chen Zheng go.

because……

He loves him.