Sunset Boulevard

On February [-]th of the new year, Zhang Jue finally took off his blue and white hospital gown and changed back into his usual clothes.

The sun was very sunny that day, and the temperature at noon was not too low. Zhang Jue and his mother walked through the hospital garden, and the air was pleasantly scented with green plants.They got in the car and set off home from the hospital where they had been staying for more than half a month.

Zhang Jue stared blankly at the bustling street scene of the newly independent country passing by outside the car window. He loosened his hair and covered the gauze on the back of his neck.

His mother sat next to him, read a magazine for a while, then sat up suddenly, and reached out to touch the end of his hair.

"Xiao Jue, how about mom going with you to get your hair trimmed?" Mother eagerly showed Zhang Jue a side of the magazine, "Make it like this."

The male models in magazines look good, with shoulder-length hair, and they look good.

Without waiting for Zhang Jue to answer, the mother said again: "It can be covered even if it is so long, and it is more refreshing."

On the day Zhang Jue came back from North America, his mother expressed her opinion on his hairstyle. It should not be the first day she wanted to take him to a stylist.

But Zhang Jue looked at the male models in magazines and always felt that with such a length, as long as he turned his head, even if the stitches were removed, the scars would be easily exposed, so he said to his mother, "Next time."

"I want to wait until the scar is gone before cutting," he explained.

At this time, they happened to pass by the Central Square Park, where Zhang Jue used to take walks with his mother when he was a child, so he asked the driver to stop here, took his mother's arm, and went in for a walk.

When he walked back to the abstract sculpture in the square, his mother asked him vaguely about his future life.

Zhang Jue understood her mother's worry very well. In her opinion, after Zhang Jue removed his glands, his life would gradually become completely different from before.

Strange eyes appeared, and rumors began to breed. Even though Zhang Jue didn't like socializing, he was still a member of the social circle.

"I..." Zhang Jue looked at his mother, said a word, and stopped again.

They stood under the pale winter sun, and the mild cold wind from the New Independent Kingdom blew towards them, making the silk scarf tied around the mother's neck quiver like a butterfly's wings.

At an inappropriate moment, Zhang Jue thought of Chen Boqiao again.

He thought it would be great if he could really be with Chen Boqiao, but his desire was not strong.

28 years old is not very old, but it is not young either.In families like Zhang Jue, most of them assume that the time for children to be free and stupid will end at the same time as school life, and it is difficult to confess to their parents. If it was Zhang Jue in the past, he would try to avoid the topic.

But on this day Zhang Jue suddenly decided to confess. He looked at the tall bronze sculpture and told his mother: "I fell in love with an Alpha."

His mother stood aside without moving, and asked him after a while, "Are you two together?"

Zhang Jue lowered his head, looked at his mother, and felt that his mother was very surprised and cute, so he smiled at his mother: "I don't know, he said to try with me."

The mother frowned, and her expression became hesitant to speak. Zhang Jue felt that she wanted to raise some doubts about the word "try", but for some reason, she finally asked "Do I know you?"

"Harrison is a beta, right?" She said, a little confused again, "I don't remember exactly."

Zhang Jue couldn't help laughing again: "It's not Harrison, but I know him."

"..."

The mother seemed to have a lot of questions, but she looked at the smiling Zhang Jue for a few seconds, lowered her eyes, and said, "You can do whatever you want."

"Don't tell your father yet," she added, "he can't bear to try anything."

"Okay." The wind in the square became stronger, Zhang Jue put his arms around his mother's shoulders, and returned to the car.

In the evening, my father came home.

After the meal, Zhang Fu asked the chef and the servants to leave the restaurant, as if they had something to say.

But this time the topic should not be serious, because he ate the entire set meal, and waited for his wife to finish eating before saying to Zhang Jue, "I'm going to take your mother to North America next week to participate in the fundraising organized by your aunt." Dinner."

Zhu Hongru is a wealthy businessman in the newly independent country. He has a close personal relationship with Zhang Jue's father. His wife is from North America and is passionate about charity.Since stepping down as the CEO of the company, Zhu Hongru has been living with his wife in the capital of North America all year round.

"We didn't stay for long, two days and one night. We decided on this matter before you came back," the father continued, "but Zhu Dong told me in the afternoon that Chen Boqiao will also be there."

Zhang Jue was stunned for a moment, then slowly looked at his father without opening his mouth.

Xu's father thought he was wondering why Chen Boqiao would attend, so he said, "This is the first time I know that Chen Boqiao's stepmother and Mrs. Zhu are cousins, and they have a good relationship. Next week, Chen Boqiao will go to North America. The wife asked his stepmother to ask him, and he agreed. I'm not afraid of anything else, it's just in case—”

He looked at Zhang Jue and stopped, as if he was so rare that he didn't know how to ask Zhang Jue.After two seconds, he said, "You didn't have any conflicts with Chen Boqiao, did he know that you saved him because you wanted him to unlock the gene lock?"

"I know." Zhang Jue chatted with his father about Chen Boqiao, unavoidably feeling a little apprehensive, "There is no contradiction."

Father nodded thoughtfully: "Last time I heard you said that you lived in two rooms, so I thought that you should get along fairly well."

"If it were me, I wouldn't worry about letting him live alone," he said again, "You and Chen Boqiao have a relationship of mutual trust, right?"

Zhang Jue and his father looked at each other for two seconds, and gave a vague "hmm".

"How is he treating you?" asked the father.

Zhang Jue looked away and said, "You're very polite."

The father nodded slightly, took a sip from the teacup, and after a while, he suddenly said to Zhang Jue: "The invitation is to invite my whole family, and the itinerary is easy. If you stay at home, you will be bored in the room. If you want to Take it easy, we can go together."

"I said hello to Mrs. Zhu. If you are tired during the dinner, you can go back to your room early." The mother also said.

Zhang Jue thought about it for a long time, then said yes.

Not long after returning to the room, Chen Boqiao called.

He was very busy that day, and he was interrupted every few words with Zhang Jue.Chen Boqiao left for the fifth time and came back again. Zhang Jue looked at the ceiling of the room and told Chen Boqiao that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

After hearing Zhang Jue's words, Chen Boqiao was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy."

Zhang Jue said goodnight meekly, and Chen Boqiao said again: "Send me a text message when you wake up." Zhang Jue agreed, and the two hung up the phone.

Before the call, Zhang Jue hadn't decided whether to tell Chen Boqiao that he was going to North America next week, but after the call, he felt that it might be better not to say anything.

Although it was impolite not to mention, it was very self-assertive, and it was definitely not a surprise, it might still be a shock, but if you told Chen Boqiao that Chen Boqiao hoped that he would not go, he would really not be able to go.

Zhang Jue turned off the light, and closed his eyes somewhat self-evasively.

At noon a week later, Zhang Jue and his parents landed at the airport of the North American capital, and drove straight to the hotel where the banquet was held.

Zhu Hongru and his wife waited for them downstairs and accompanied them upstairs.Zhu Hongru looked a little older than Zhang Jue's father, and had a very outgoing personality. When he saw Zhang Jue, he was very pleasantly surprised. He patted Zhang Jue on the shoulder and said that this time his nephew was honoring him, and he hadn't seen him for a long time.

After entering the room of Zhang Jue's parents, Zhu Hongru and Zhang Fu sat on the sofa and chatted, while Mrs. Zhu took Zhang Jue and his mother and cared about the marriage and love issues of the younger generation as usual.

"My aunt has a very cute Omega nephew, but he is too picky," she said enthusiastically. "I saw Xiaojue today, and he is the type he said. He will come tonight too. If Xiaojue doesn't mind, I will give him It’s not bad for you to introduce yourself and be friends.”

Zhang Jue's mother stood aside, looking a little embarrassed.

Just when Zhang Jue was about to refuse, Zhu Hongru suddenly called him by name: "Xiao Jue, I heard from your father last time that Chen Boqiao is your middle school classmate?"

Before Zhang Jue could speak, his mother said first, "Yes, but they are not very familiar."

"It doesn't matter if you are familiar with him or not, as long as you are a classmate," Zhu Hongru laughed, and winked at Zhang Jue who was standing beside him. "How many people dare to say that they are very familiar with Senior Colonel Chen."

In the afternoon, Zhang Jue's parents were afraid that he would be tired, so they asked him to go back to his room to sleep.

Zhang Jue thought that he would not be able to fall asleep, but when he lay down, he felt drowsy. It was not until six o'clock in the evening that he was awakened by his mother's call.

"Xiao Jue, are you here?" His mother asked him.

Zhang Jue said he would be there soon, changed into formal clothes in a hurry, and went downstairs.

His mother was wearing a dress and was waiting for him by the elevator: "Your father has already passed."

She held her hand in her arms, and the two walked towards the venue of the dinner together.

The dinner party was held in a glass house on the lawn deep in the hotel. The inside and outside of the glass house were decorated. The invitation letter was shown to the bodyguard at the entrance. Zhang Jue and his mother walked to Zhang Fu who was standing near the glass house and talking with a friend. .

It was getting late, the lights at the dinner party were lit up, and the orchestra was playing music not far away.

Mrs. Zhu came to the stage and gave a short speech. The fundraising auction will start an hour later.

Standing with his parents, Zhang Jue couldn't help looking around, but he didn't see Chen Boqiao.But my father's friend happened to mention that Chen Boqiao hadn't arrived yet.

Not long after, there was a small commotion behind him, Zhang Jue looked back and saw some people gathered together, Mr Zhu and his wife walked over quickly, and knew that Chen Boqiao had arrived.

As before, there are always many people around Chen Boqiao. Zhang Jue and his parents watched without moving, and the ups and downs in his heart were not as big as imagined.

Chen Boqiao arrived in North America yesterday, and before going to bed, he urged Zhang Jue to send him the medical examination report from the hospital. Now he was standing not far from Zhang Jue, making Zhang Jue feel that the phone and the real Chen Boqiao were two different things. different people.

They stood on the soft lawn, smelling the aroma of wine and food, Zhang Jue looked down at the toes of his shoes, a waiter walked by carrying wine, Zhang Jue asked him for a glass of juice.

After the waiter brought the juice, the people around Chen Boqiao finally dispersed. Mrs. Zhu said this to him and led him towards the glass room.

Zhang Jue took another look, and finally saw what Chen Boqiao looked like today.

He was wearing a well-fitting formal suit, tall and straight, his hair had grown a lot, and he had been cut to look like he did when he was a student. There was also a beautiful female omega standing beside him.

Zhang Jue felt that she looked familiar, she was a head shorter than Chen Boqiao, she put her hand on Chen Boqiao's arm, smiled sweetly, and looked very close to Chen Boqiao.

Chen Boqiao led her, looked at Mrs. Zhu, smiled and nodded, and walked slowly together.

Zhang Jue was startled, he couldn't tell what his mood was, and was about to look away, but for some reason, Chen Boqiao suddenly raised his eyes to look at Zhang Jue.Their eyes met.

Chen Boqiao stopped in his footsteps, and fixedly looked at Zhang Jue.

Until the female companion and Mrs. Zhu also followed his eyes and looked at Zhang Jue, shook his arm, and asked him a word.

He immediately lowered his head, said something to her, and naturally pulled his arm out of her hand, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and walked towards Zhang Jue together with her without looking sideways.

Zhang Jue felt that his father turned his head to look at him, and before he could speak, Chen Boqiao had already walked in front of him.

When Chen Boqiao stopped, he was a little too close to Zhang Jue. Zhang Jue felt that the reasonable distance was exceeded, so he had to take a step back.

Chen Boqiao probably noticed it, and raised his chin, but didn't say anything.He first greeted Zhang Jue's father and his father's friends, and shook hands, then turned to Zhang Jue, lowered his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand towards Zhang Jue.

"Long time no see," he said.

Zhang Jue didn't say a word, but stretched out his hand. Before he could lift it high enough, Chen Boqiao moved forward and gave him a short but strong shake.

His eyes kept looking at Zhang Jue, but he didn't show any extra meaning. After letting go of his hand, he suddenly introduced his female companions to the few in front of him a bit redundantly: "Mrs. Zhu's daughter, my relative in law .”