The Ten Years that I Loved You the Most ✔️

Chapter 41

    He Zhishu is lying on the ground, blood bleeds through his chest. The pain that can force people to suffocate passed, and what was left was peace that was better than any time before.

    He fixedly looked at the plain ring on the ring finger of his right hand. He had worn the ring for more than ten years, rubbed it thousands of times, and turned it into an infatuation with a rope firmly tied to him.

    But I don't know that my most precious thing is cheap and humble in the eyes of others. The cruel facts are in front of you, tell yourself clearly-your persistence is a joke.     He Zhishu took off the ring a little bit. It was very difficult and painful to take it off after wearing it for too long. But in the end, what the ring can leave behind is just a white and shallow trace.     He closed his eyes and threw the ring away, leaving nothing except the few soft sounds of a hard object falling over and jumping under the sofa.     He Zhishu lay on the ground for a long time before getting up, washing his face, rubbing his clothes, and cooking for the kitten. He felt that he might be really numb, holding a needle and thread like a puppet, stitching up his broken heart. The new three years and the old three years are nothing more than this.     When Jiang Wenxu returned home, He Zhishu was reading in the living room. It seemed that he hadn't heard the movement at the door, but with a smile of contentment and contentment, he slowly turned the pages of the book.     "Little book." Jiang Wenxu was stunned by that little smile, and re-exported it as if he had been full of affection for more than ten years.     He said: "I'm back." The child who was tired of playing finally went home, and all that was left was a fear of being beaten and scolded.     He Zhishu gently put down the collection of Jian Zhen's poems, and looked up at the man who was not moving in the hallway. Jiang Wenxu was still holding a large bunch of gypsophila with affectionate eyes.     He Zhishu smiled and said, "Give it to me?" He got up to pick up the flowers, and was kissed on the cheek by Jiang Wenxu with a bouquet of flowers: "Of course I will send you. The old Jasmine hasn't opened yet, I'll wait for you."     He Zhishu was noncommittal. He took the bouquet, but couldn't find the vase to install it. With hindsight, the vase had been broken long ago.

    Jiang Wenxu felt amused when He Zhishu was holding a big bouquet of flowers stupidly, and he liked it so much. He even gradually began to feel a little distressed when he looked at him at a loss.

    "Just throw it aside first. I'll make dried flowers for you at that time, which are easy to save." Jiang Wenxu smiled and looked at him: "I haven't eaten yet? I came back from buying vegetables."

    It's only six o'clock in the afternoon, He Zhishu I really don't eat so early when I'm on my own. Even when I don’t take it, I have a lot of it. The most satisfying thing is that kind of medicine.

    He Zhishu tilted his head outside the kitchen and watched Jiang Wenxu cooking. He felt like a child and said from time to time: "Less salt...Don't add vinegar...Fish don't add coriander, idiot...".

    The result was that there was too much salt, a lot of vinegar was poured with a shake of my hand, and a handful of coriander was also thrown in.

    "I blame you for disturbing the military's mind." Jiang Wenxu smiled and pinched He Zhishu's cheek, and then was stung by the thin touch in his hand.

    He Zhishu turned around and waited, but he didn't want to have nothing to eat tonight.

    During the meal, there were three dishes and one soup. The first dish was made under the guidance of He Zhishu, and no one moved his chopsticks. It was also during the meal that Jiang Wenxu discovered that the ring in He Zhishu's hand was gone.

    "Where is your ring?"

    "Where is my ring...Where is it?" He Zhishu learned the tone of Jiang Wenxu's answer at the time and laughed.

    Jiang Wenxu's face changed, but it soon softened. He looked at the light marks on He Zhishu's fingers and said in a low voice: "Little book, don't make trouble, put it on first, and I will take you there after New Year's Day. Pick a new one and pick it again."

    He

    Zhishu put down his chopsticks and slowly said, "How can I put on the lost thing?" Jiang Wenxu felt a sudden in his heart, and began to feel that He Zhishu is doing everything tonight. Make him startled. But Jiang Wenxu didn't dare to ask anymore, he was afraid that saying more would make He Zhishu explode. He had never felt so clearly that He Zhishu had a lot of grievances that he had never vented before.

    He Zhishu refused to eat, and Jiang Wenxu lost his appetite.

    Jiang Wenxu sat and walked. He watched He Zhishu to clean up the bowls, watched He Zhishu feed the cat, and watched He Zhishu sit down from the sofa and read the book seriously. Jiang Wenxu realized afterwards that he had missed it for a long time.

    The two did not know how long they sat dryly until He Zhishu entered the bathroom of the guest room. Jiang Wenxu reacted, he didn't dare to force He Zhishu to go back to sleep, so he could only hug the pillow and rub the guest room.

    When He Zhishu came out, looking at the man who had already occupied the space, frowned, and didn't appreciate the shamelessness of a person.

    In Jiang Wenxu's opinion, He Zhishu's appearance is very good. He came out of the bathroom with water droplets on his hair and his face was steamed pink with hot steam. His face is small and white, and his frowning look doesn't have much deterrence.

    Jiang Wenxu got out of bed to take a shower, not giving He Zhishu a chance to rush him.

    He Zhishu lay down and turned off the light.

    He was not asleep, and Jiang Wenxu was still awake when lying next to him. He felt the man hugged him from behind, kissed and kissed from the back of his neck, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Zhishu, Xiaoshu...".

    He Zhishu didn't know if what Shen Zui said was true or false. He just thought that Jiang Wenxu only hugged someone last night, but now he is disgusting in his own bed.

    He

    Zhishu made a profit : "I'm sleepy." Jiang Wenxu's hand got under He Zhishu's pajamas, and he touched his side waist all the way down: "Just once."

    He Zhishu gasped lightly and whispered.

    Said : "Not allowed once." Jiang Wenxu smiled and bit the back of He Zhishu's neck, and his voice was vague: "I promise to be gentle."

    Indeed, when Jiang Wenxu was completely gentle, no one could refuse. He kissed He Zhishu's chest carefully, patiently and cautiously, and used his mouth to do it to the people below. He was bewitching in He Zhishu's ear, gentle and deep: "I won't let you hurt anymore. "

    He Zhishu tilted his head and closed his eyes. I won't need you anymore.

    When Jiang Wenxu entered, He Zhishu whimpered and vomited a trill. Jiang Wenxu stopped immediately. He wanted to turn on the light, but was stopped.

    Jiang Wenxu kissed He Zhishu's cheeks and Shinobu's temples were wet: "Does it hurt?

    He

    Zhishu shook his head: "No...it's okay..." Jiang Wenxu clasped He Zhishu's fingers tightly, and slowly talked to him. Together, the emptiness and vaguely unknown premonition still existed.

    Jiang Wenxu kissed Zhishu's face as he moved, and kissed closely. He said, "Don't leave me." "

    He Zhishu did not answer.

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