Sunset Boulevard

Standing at the door of Zhang Jue's room, Chen Boqiao put his hand on the doorbell, and when he heard Zhang Jue being quiet on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, he hurriedly said, "Wait a minute".

Zhang Jue's voice was actually nice, he was naturally indifferent when talking to other people, but he was more cautious and hesitant when talking to Chen Boqiao.He can't pretend at all, as long as he stays with Chen Boqiao long enough, an idiot can tell that he likes Chen Boqiao.

Chen Boqiao waited for a while, but the door hadn't opened yet, and with a prank mentality, he pressed the button of the doorbell and pressed it again, and there was a very soft ringtone from the other end of the phone.

The next second, the door opened, but not very far.

Zhang Jue was standing behind the door with his mobile phone, his hair was draped over his shoulders, still emitting moisture, and the dark silk bathrobe was hanging loosely on his body, the belt was tied up casually, his eyes widened, and he asked Chen Boqiao: "Have you been waiting long?"

It was not obvious that he was wearing formal clothes just now, he was thinner than before Chen Boqiao left the cruise ship, from the front, you can see a very short piece of medical tape and waterproof stickers around his neck.

"Not long." Chen Boqiao raised his hand and pressed the door, and said.

Zhang Jue opened the door a little more, and Chen Boqiao walked in, only to find that Zhang Jue was not even wearing slippers, and was stepping barefoot on the pure white marble floor tiles in the entrance.

It looked cold, but Zhang Jue didn't seem to mind.He took a few steps forward, stepped on the light gray carpet, then looked back at Chen Boqiao, and asked slowly, "Is the banquet over?"

Chen Boqiao smiled at him, said "I don't know", and said: "When I came out, your father just entered."

I don't know if it was the lighting problem or some other reason, but Chen Boqiao felt that Zhang Jue's eyes were a bit swollen.Zhang Jue didn't seem to notice it himself, so he gave a natural "hmm", and then maybe he didn't know what to say, he looked around awkwardly, and asked Chen Boqiao if he wanted something to drink.

When Chen Boqiao said water, Zhang Jue went to get the bottled water and handed it to him.Chen Boqiao took it, looked down at Zhang Jue, put his free hand on Zhang Jue's shoulder, and said, "Turn around, let me see the wound from the operation."

Zhang Jue turned his back meekly, letting Chen Boqiao brush his hair away.

Perhaps because Zhang Jue had just taken a shower, Zhang Jue hadn't taken off the waterproof sticker yet. A transparent waterproof film was attached to the back of his pale and thin neck, covering the light beige medical tape and gauze.

Chen Boqiao raised his hand and touched the junction of the waterproof sticker with his fingertips. Zhang Jue's skin was warm and soft, and the film blocked his fingers from sliding down.

"Do you want to remove the waterproof membrane?" Chen Boqiao asked Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue's shoulders moved slightly, and he whispered "OK", and Chen Boqiao slowly peeled off the waterproof sticker from the back of his neck.

"Do you want to change the medicine?" Chen Boqiao asked again.

"No need," Zhang Jue said, asking Chen Boqiao for advice, "Can I turn around?"

Zhang Jue's appearance is not the kind of well-behaved type who will be very obedient, honestly he sounds cute, Chen Boqiao smiled and said yes, Zhang Jue turned around.

The two stood next to the glass fireplace in the room, and when Zhang Jue turned around, his knee touched Chen Boqiao, and he looked up at Chen Boqiao.Chen Boqiao threw the waterproof sticker into the trash can and also looked at him.

Zhang Jue was disheveled, while Chen Boqiao was in a suit and leather shoes. They looked at each other, and no one spoke first.

After a while, Zhang Jue may have finally gathered his courage, passed the adaptation period, and became active.

He closed his eyes, approached Chen Boqiao slowly, and pressed his trembling soft lips on Chen Boqiao's chin, then moved up slowly, and slowly covered Chen Boqiao's lips.

Zhang Jue held Chen Boqiao's arm with his right hand. Through his suit and shirt, he licked Chen Boqiao's lips and teeth with his tongue like a flattery. Asking for hints of sex, dyed the bitter apricot flavor back on Chen Boqiao.

Chen Boqiao lowered his head, responding to Zhang Jue's kiss.

He felt that maybe no one thought that Zhang Jue would have such a side.

Zhang Jue's diplomat father, gentle and amiable mother, classmate and friend Harrison who held an adult show in Thailand, Ai Jiaxi who acted like a baby to him, and the receptionist at the pet hospital.

None of them knew this side of Zhang Jue.

More pure than devotion, more desire than sacrifice, will hug with both hands, kiss with lips, make such a difficult and hopeless courtship to Chen Boqiao so hard.

The fragrance of apricot mixed with the aroma of the hotel, the strap of the bathrobe fell silently on the carpet, a pair of leather shoes draped over Chen Boqiao, Zhang Jue sat on the wooden desk in the hotel room, his legs spread a little, his calf Hanging down, the bathrobe and suit rubbed against each other, making a delicate and ambiguous sound.

Suddenly, Chen Boqiao's phone vibrated, and Zhang Jue pressed his hand on Chen Boqiao's chest.Chen Boqiao didn't want to pay attention at first, but the phone kept vibrating, Zhang Jue opened his eyes, his eyelashes softly brushed across Chen Boqiao's face, he walked away from Chen Boqiao a little, and reminded softly: "Tell me .”

Chen Boqiao only took out his phone when he looked at Zhang Jue.It was his subordinate who called, and Chen Boqiao picked it up. His subordinate asked him when he could deliver the luggage, and Chen Boqiao said, "Tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Boqiao put the phone aside, Zhang Jue didn't ask him about the phone, nor did he continue to kiss him.

Just a little distance away, he raised his hand and gently grabbed Chen Boqiao's hand, saying, "I'll leave tomorrow afternoon."

Chen Boqiao looked at Zhang Jue's downcast eyes and said to him, "I'll leave at nine o'clock in the morning at the latest to go to the Bay Area."

"En." Zhang Jue said, as if he wanted to let go of his hand, but Chen Boqiao clenched it tightly, not letting him loose.

Zhang Jue looked up at Chen Boqiao, paused for a moment, and asked very hesitantly: "I'm here today, are you unhappy?"

Chen Boqiao said to him: "No." Chen Boqiao felt that he answered quickly and firmly, but Zhang Jue didn't seem to be happy immediately.

When he first met Zhang Jue in the evening, Chen Boqiao wanted to ask him why he didn't say anything on the phone.Now that I think about it, I understand that I probably still dare not.

Zhang Jue didn't even dare to kiss Chen Boqiao twice in a short period of time.

They were silent until Zhang Jue said softly, "Didn't you say you wanted to see me?" Zhang Jue's dejected look reminded Chen Boqiao of the thing he found in the bedroom closet before leaving the safe house. Plush cat doll in a dust bag.

Zhang decided to give the doll and heart to Chen Boqiao, but he felt that Chen Boqiao didn't like it and would throw it around, so after giving it verbally, he took it back on his own initiative and kept it by himself.

Chen Boqiao tugged at Zhang Jue, Zhang Jue came over meekly, and Chen Boqiao held him tightly in his arms.

Zhang Jue really lost weight, he rested his cheek on Chen Boqiao's shoulder, the aroma of pheromone changed, it became sweeter and less bitter.

"I do." Chen Boqiao finally said.

But Zhang Jue couldn't tell whether he believed it, he leaned on Chen Boqiao, hugged him for a long time, and said in a very low and muffled voice: "My father knows."

"He thinks...not good." Zhang Jue said again.

He said what his father objected, but he leaned on Chen Boqiao again.

Chen Boqiao pressed Zhang Jue's back with his hand, maybe he didn't control his strength very well, Zhang Jue let out a soft gasping sound as if being hurt, Chen Boqiao relaxed a little, and asked Zhang Jue: " Think I'm bad?"

Zhang Jue smiled lightly. Chen Boqiao had never heard Zhang Jue laugh like this before, and seemed to think that Chen Boqiao said something ridiculous.

But he still didn't refute directly. He rested his chin on Chen Boqiao's neck, and said without much emotional fluctuation: "Maybe I think...we don't get along."

"I know too." He said sullenly.

He pressed Chen Boqiao's shoulder, pushed Chen Boqiao away a little bit, and looked at Chen Boqiao calmly.

Obviously the two had just kissed, and their hands and bodies were touching, but Zhang Jue asked like a friend: "You said before that you were looking for someone you like. How long do you think it will take to find him?"

"After retiring, will you start looking for it?" Zhang Jue asked again.

There is water in his eyes, but unlike the first time he had sex, the tears fell one by one, they just filled in the eye sockets, sometimes it will be less when you blink, look at Chen Boqiao for a few more seconds, and save Take one piece back.

Chen Boqiao didn't make any promises about the future to anyone. He used to think that his family was still far away from him, and that he could take his time with Zhang Jue.

When the semi-severance of diplomatic relations between the Asian League and the newly independent state is over, and when he will visit Zhang Jue's house step by step, everything will be centered on Chen Boqiao's pace, and Zhang Jue will cooperate.Actions are more important than words, and eachother is not suitable for Chen Boqiao and Zhang Jue.

But no matter how good the plan is, there are surprises.

"Zhang Jue." Chen Boqiao pinched Zhang Jue's chin and called his name in a low voice.

Zhang Jue's face is very small, as Chen Boqiao said, it can be covered with one hand, and the back of his neck still has the injury of removing the glands.Zhang Jue is a person with double standards, he is willing to kiss the burn on Chen Boqiao's back, but he does not want Chen Boqiao to see the scab on his back.

People are not smart. I remember Chen Boqiao's perfunctory words from the love hotel until now. I have done so many times and made so many phone calls, but I still have to ask.

But Chen Boqiao didn't want to see Zhang Jue upset because of these things again, he looked into Zhang Jue's eyes and said patiently: "I won't look for it anymore."