Sunset Boulevard

In Chen Boqiao's impression, he and Zhang Jue seldom have tender after-event moments.

The journey from the Asian Union to Thailand and then boarding the ship was always in a hurry. At the beginning, Zhang Jue avoided talking to him for many reasons. After a while, at the end of the affair, Zhang Jue would often fall into a coma from exhaustion. past.

It's the same this time.

When Chen Boqiao knocked on the door of Zhang Jue's room, he didn't intend to go to bed with Zhang Jue, but just wanted to see him for a longer time, and stay with Zhang Jue for about ten hours. A few words.

But after entering the door, he found that saying no was not as easy as he thought.

So they miss out on most opportunities to lie together and spend time that is simpler and purer than kissing and making love.

Zhang Jue leaned against Chen Boqiao's arms and fell into a drowsy sleep. His left face was pressed against Chen Boqiao's chest with his slightly damp black hair, and his eyes were tightly closed.

His upper eyelids are thin, and thin blue blood vessels can be faintly seen on the almost transparent white skin.The dim light shone on him obliquely, the long and soft eyelashes pressed against the lower eyelids, reflecting a light gray shadow, and the pale lips were rosy from excessive kissing.

The hotel in the North American capital where the banquet was held was originally built 40 years ago and was once the place where the president entertained distinguished guests.

The hotel was renovated two or three years ago, retaining the old European-style dark furniture. In the living space diagonally opposite the big bed, behind the transparent glass, a bright red fire was burning continuously, and the flames rose into the air.

Chen Boqiao remembered a time when he moved with his mother when he was young.

On the day I moved from the Asian League to Switzerland, the sky in the Asian League was gray before boarding the plane, and it was raining in Zurich when I landed. My mother brought several cars of luggage, and a steady stream of items were being shipped in batches from the Asian League. Father is away.

It's freezing cold in Zurich, but the house is warm.They lived in a solitary castle with a warm fireplace, a huge and thick pure white wool blanket was spread on the wooden floor beside the fireplace, and dark brown leather sofas and leather chairs were placed around the fireplace.

Chen Boqiao sat there, sitting upright, quietly accompanying his mother through the dusk.

The union of his parents originated from an accident and ended with the death of one party, which cannot be compared with ordinary marriages.And Chen Boqiao doesn't read romance novels, and he doesn't care about the world's definition of love.

He used to think that he was different from his mother, that he didn't need company, until today when he saw Zhang Jue through the crowd, the band and the lights, he realized it was not.

The pale, tall, thin man standing next to the foreign minister of the newly independent country, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, who had just called Chen Boqiao twenty hours ago, was holding juice and looked at Chen Boqiao distracted, with wounds still on his face. An introverted Omega youth who came to North America secretly when he was in trouble. He is not good at picking gifts and loves to hide things.

Chen Boqiao wanted to keep him by his side.

It's not that they make overseas phone calls across the ocean, chat to learn about the recent situation of the two parties, meet each other rarely after a long time at the initiative of the other party, and then have sex privately in the room despite the disapproval of the other party's parents.

I want to take it with me frankly.

Chen Boqiao raised his hand, but before his fingertips touched Zhang Jue's cheek, the mobile phone beside the bed vibrated.

The call he was waiting for came.

Chen Boqiao hugged Zhang Jue, didn't let go, sat up slightly, took out the mobile phone, and picked it up softly.

Hearing his voice, Pei Shu was stunned for a while, and asked, "Is it convenient to answer the phone?"

"No," Chen Boqiao explained, "Zhang Jue is sleeping."

"..." Pei Shu was quiet, probably trying hard to resist the urge to chat, and talked to Chen Boqiao about business.

In the past few days since Chen Boqiao came to North America, the impeachment case of the president of the Asian Union has made great progress, and he will be able to go to court next month.If the president is successfully impeached, the next general election will be brought forward, and their interrupted plans can be continued.

They talked about things related to the general election and successors, Chen Boqiao kept his voice to a minimum, Zhang Jue still couldn't sleep soundly, he would rub against Chen Boqiao's arms from time to time, Chen Boqiao pressed his back, comforting him up and down , let him be quiet.

At the end of the topic, Pei Shu suddenly cleared his throat.

Chen Boqiao knew that Pei Shu had another opinion to express.

Sure enough, Pei Shu said: "He came to find you by himself? Didn't he just get out of the hospital?"

Chen Boqiao paused, and said, "Come to the banquet with his parents."

Pei Shu said "hmm", and suddenly asked Chen Boqiao in a drawn out voice, "Since I came to look for you, why don't you take it back to the Asian League?"

Zhang Jue moved again, Chen Boqiao looked down at him, and said, "I won't bring it this time."

"Why don't you bring it?" Pei Shu urged, "I see that unmarried omegas of the same age as you in the entire alliance are about to move. Doesn't he want to come and swear an oath of sovereignty?"

Just as Chen Boqiao was about to answer, Zhang Jue frowned suddenly, his eyelashes moved, and he half-opened his eyes, looking at Chen Boqiao in a little confusion.

"Stop talking." Chen Boqiao said to Pei Shu, and hung up the phone.

Zhang Jue blinked, then closed his eyes again, but slowly wrapped his arms around Chen Boqiao's waist, turned his face to Chen Boqiao's chest a little bit, and put his lips against Chen Boqiao's neck. Clingy when awake.

Chen Boqiao put the phone aside with some amusement, and asked him, "Did it wake you up?"

Zhang Jue still didn't open his eyes, and pressed against Chen Boqiao's ear, vaguely: "Aren't you sleeping yet?"

He looked extremely sleepy, his hair was not combed, and it became more messy when he moved. His black hair covered most of his face. Chen Boqiao pushed back the hair on his face and explained, "I'm waiting for this call."

Zhang Jue finally opened his eyes a little, raised his face to look at him, and asked, "Pei Shu?"

"Well," Chen Boqiao admitted, Zhang Jue moved his lips again, as if he wanted to ask something curiously, but for some unknown reason, he didn't say anything.

He supported the bed with his elbows, sat up a little, the quilt was piled on his chest and waist, he tried to touch Chen Boqiao's face with his bare hands.

Chen Boqiao didn't dodge, so Zhang Jue leaned over, sat and hugged Chen Boqiao, and pressed his warm and soft body against Chen Boqiao's body. The hug was not very tight, but every inch of flesh was stuck together.

"Wake up and leave." Zhang Jue said lightly.

His arms and legs were very slender, he hugged Chen Boqiao's neck for a short time, and soon let go, there were a few inconspicuous marks on the inside of his arms.

Chen Boqiao stroked his back and asked him, "Reluctance?"

Zhang Jue looked at him, didn't speak for a while, and said in a voice almost breathless, "I don't know when we will see you next time."

He didn't answer Chen Boqiao's reluctant question, and there was no complaint in his words. He just looked at Chen Boqiao calmly, as if he meant that it didn't matter if he was the only one he would miss.

Zhang Jue can always be the one to find first.

Chen Boqiao didn't refuse once, he looked for it once.

"Zhang Jue." Chen Boqiao looked at him and called him.

Every time Zhang Jue heard Chen Boqiao call him, his reaction was a little cute, his eyes became slightly nervous, and he gently scratched with his hand on the bed sheet, his eyes were bright, and he looked at Chen Boqiao intently.

Chen Boqiao looked at him for a while before asking, "Are you really not confident in me?"

Zhang Jue was stunned for a moment, blinked, and said nothing.

"I—" Chen Boqiao rarely paused in his speech, but the pause was very short, and he continued, "I have never been in love, and I am not very good at it. But I will not force myself, and I have never told anyone who pursues me I've been trying to 'try' and never received a gift from any of them, except from you.

"It's impossible for me to call someone I don't like every day." Chen Boqiao looked at Zhang Jue, seeing his timid face full of liking for Chen Boqiao, and said, "You can treat yourself more Be confident."

"I want to officially retire and come to the New Independent State to visit your parents," Chen Boqiao said, "I want you to wait again."

Zhang Jue said yes in a low voice.