Sunset Boulevard

The doctor advised Zhang Jue to wait until all his physical indicators stabilized before being discharged from the hospital, so he stayed in the intensive care unit for another half a month.

During these days, most nights, his mother stayed with him in another room of the intensive care unit, and his father would come to accompany him as long as he didn't go out.

As Zhang Jue's health improved, Chen Boqiao's calling time gradually became fixed.Usually around nine o'clock in the evening, the chats are sometimes long and sometimes short, but they happen every day.

Zhang Jue knew about Chen Boqiao's application for retirement from active service due to major family changes two days earlier than the media.

Compared with the strong reaction of the media and the people of the Asian Union, Chen Boqiao appeared very calm.

He just told Zhang Jue that he had applied for retirement and was temporarily handling some necessary affairs in his father's group. After the dust settled, he might participate in the election.Due to Chen Boqiao's special situation, he doesn't need to return to the original army to serve in the next six months. However, because of his rank of colonel, it will take nearly half a year to apply for retirement. He still needs to report his itinerary when going abroad, so it will not be too convenient to meet Zhang Jue .

Zhang Jue felt right and had no objections.

One night before he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor came to change Zhang Jue's medicine for the last time. As soon as he walked out of the ward door, Zhang Jue's cell phone placed beside the quilt vibrated.

Although anesthesia was applied, Zhang Jue still had some tingling pain on the back of his neck, and the skin covered with medical tape was very tight, which made him uncomfortable.He sat cross-legged on the bed, wanted to answer the phone, his fingers almost touched the answer button, but suddenly found that Chen Boqiao sent a video call request.

Zhang Jue was startled, and his hands hung in the air.

He wanted to see Chen Boqiao, but he didn't want Chen Boqiao to see himself in the hospital gown. Wipe it over, press the hang up button, and cut off Chen Boqiao's incoming call.

Before he had time to go back, Chen Boqiao had already dialed a normal voice call again.

As soon as Zhang Jue answered, Chen Boqiao said, "I will hang up on me."

"No, I pressed the wrong button." Zhang Jue tried to defend himself.

"Really," Chen Boqiao said flatly, "I thought you didn't want me to see you."

Before Zhang Jue could say anything, Chen Boqiao said again: "Didn't you say to remove the gauze yesterday? Can't you read it even after it is removed?"

"Only the circle around the neck was removed." Zhang Jue said, he couldn't help raising his hand hesitantly, and touched the thick gauze on the back of the neck.

"It's still covered with gauze," he told Chen Boqiao, "you can see it from the front."

More than ten years ago, he cut from the scalp and implanted the gland downward without leaving obvious scars, but this time the gland was removed, in order to prevent the impact on the nearby Omega glands, it had to be removed directly from the alpha gland. The frontal breach of the body.The doctor tactfully reminded Zhang Jue that the operation would leave an ugly scar, and if necessary, he could recommend a plastic surgeon to Zhang Jue to remove the scar.

Zhang Jue didn't care about these before, but this time, he left the contact information of the plastic surgeon.

Chen Boqiao didn't force Zhang Jue, but changed the topic and asked Zhang Jue to send him a copy of the results of the pre-discharge examination, saying that the secretary had contacted a medical doctor who had worked in the τ-promoting agent project, and asked the doctor to read it too. one look.

Just as Zhang Jue agreed, his mother knocked on the door of the ward.

Holding a forehead thermometer in her hand, her mother saw Zhang Jue talking on the phone, so she asked, "Is it Jiaxi?"

Zhang Jue didn't admit it or deny it, so her mother acquiesced that it was Ai Jiaxi. She sat beside Zhang Jue's bed and said, "I'll take your temperature, you can continue to take it", while sticking the forehead thermometer on Zhang Jue's bed. Between the eyebrows, press the button.

Starting in the afternoon, Zhang Jue had a low-grade fever. After the doctor found out, he said it was just a normal late pheromone replacement reaction, so there was no need to worry.

But Zhang Jue's mother was still worried, and walked in every once in a while with a forehead thermometer to measure his temperature.

The forehead thermometer turned on a yellow light, and she picked it up to see, it was still 37 degrees nine, she sighed worriedly, and said, "Why hasn't it dropped?" Then she pressed her cheek with the back of her hand, and said, "Your face is too cold." A little hot."

Zhang Jue looked at his mother quietly, and said honestly, "The hot face is because the heating in the ward is turned too high."

"It's not high." The mother said in a low voice.

"Didn't Jiaxi just come here during the day, and I still have to talk on the phone at night." She glanced at Zhang Jue's hand holding the phone again, lowered her head and turned off the forehead thermometer, and told Zhang Jue, "Go to bed early." Zhang Jue's bedside lamp was dimmed before he went out.

After the door closed, Chen Boqiao was silent for a few seconds, and asked Zhang Jue, "Do you have a fever?"

"Low fever," Zhang Jue told Chen Boqiao, "the doctor said it was caused by changes in pheromones, and it will subside tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"A low-grade fever is also a fever." Chen Boqiao pointed out slowly.

Zhang Jue lay there quietly without any rebuttal.

He saw the back of his own bony hand, glanced at the forearm exposed outside the hospital gown, raised his hand, and turned off all the lights in the room.Zhang Jue was originally tall and thin, but after the operation, he became even scarier. He didn't even dare to look in the mirror when he took a shower. He caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and knew that he lacked beauty. After turning off the light, he lay back on the bed, curled up on his side, and looked at the French window. Otherwise, hold the earpiece against your ear.

At least Chen Boqiao didn't see him now.Zhang decided to think.

Sometimes he felt that the days when he and Chen Boqiao were in the independent country of Thailand were close in front of him, and sometimes he felt that it was fake.

Before the anesthesia was injected during the operation and Zhang Jue closed his eyes, the last thing he remembered was the sex he had with Chen Boqiao in a safe house in broad daylight one day.

Sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, revealing the fine dust and floating objects in the air floating up and down.The sun was no longer so bright at dusk, shining a velvety luster, like the wonderful halo in a sweet dream.

They had sex on the third floor, the glass windows were not well insulated, and the sound of pedestrians passing by downstairs was very close to them. Residents living in the shanty town talked and laughed loudly in Thai, and rang the crisp bells of bicycles or electric vehicles.

Chen Boqiao's sweaty skin rubbed against Zhang Jue's. Zhang Jue smelled rosin and sea salt, the aftertaste of incense, and his own scent.

A stale, ego-sacrificing sex.

And far away from the fireworks-filled independent country of Thailand, the place where Zhang Jue was born is modern and developed. Looking out from the intensive care ward on the 21st floor of the inpatient department, you can just overlook the night view of the southern half of the capital.

In order not to miss any words or sounds from Chen Boqiao, Zhang Jue closed his eyes and listened quietly.

Someone called him from Chen Boqiao, he asked Zhang Jue to wait a while, whispered a few words to the other party, and came back to call Zhang Jue's name.

Zhang Jue responded softly with a nasal voice, asking him what's wrong.

Chen Boqiao suddenly stopped, and after a while, he said, "Next week."

He paused for another second before continuing: "Next week I will go to the Zhaohua branch in North America for four days. But——I can't come to the New Independent State this time. Because Zhaohua is in the New Independent State The business has shifted back to North America."

Zhang Jue opened his eyes subconsciously, and then stretched the muscles in his neck, causing a sharp pain.

He grabbed the railing of the hospital bed, restrained himself from crying out in pain, thinking that Chen Boqiao was going to North America.

"I——" He wanted to say that I would come to North America soon, but suddenly remembered his parents who restricted him a lot recently, he hesitated for a while, and then said to Chen Boqiao, "I will stay at my parents' house next week, they may Don't let me go."

"I didn't ask you to come here." Chen Boqiao laughed dumbly, his tone seemed to tell Zhang Jue, "You think too much".

"You just finished the operation, don't wander around," he said, "I'm reporting the itinerary to you."

Zhang Jue froze for a moment, then said in a daze, "Oh, that's it."

He heard Chen Boqiao clear his throat, and asked in a softer voice than usual: "Zhang Jue, do you really want to see me?"

Although he couldn't see each other, Zhang Jue was still a little embarrassed, he pursed his lips and said, "I think so."

"Really." Chen Boqiao said, with a slight smile in his voice.

Zhang Jue felt that the heating in the room was indeed too high, so he sat up again, grabbed the phone tightly, lowered his eyes, and gave a barely audible "hmm" before saying, "I really want to see you now."

Zhang Jue's mouth was blunt and his cheeks were clumsy, knowing that he couldn't say anything particularly nice.I just want to tell Chen Boqiao too.

Chen Boqiao smiled lightly, but Zhang Jue heard it.

"It's just over a month," Chen Boqiao said, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me obediently?"

And Chen Boqiao's voice was very low and gentle, so even Zhang Jue, who wanted to stop dreaming, would be hopelessly moved again.

Zhang Jue accidentally said, "I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, he remembered what he had discovered in the past few days. Chen Boqiao didn't seem to like his apology very much, but he couldn't take back what he said.

"It's okay." Chen Boqiao didn't bother with him this time, but simply said, "I want to see you too."