The Last Love

CHAPTER46

Wen Ke walked quickly to the bathroom and quickly locked the door with his backhand as if to escape, until he was in a person's space, and then he seemed to ease up a little.
Wen Ke silently looked at the large mirror in front of the washstand, and the faces reflected inside were very pale and
tired.
The age of 28 years old is actually not old, but there are too many helplessness in the past ten years, which has weighed his life too
hard.
He really loves Han Jiangque, so there are times when he can't help but wish he were a brand new Wenke.

When you are with Han Jiangque in this way, you may be able to be a little happier and purer.

There are not so many sad pasts, not so many wounds that know each
other.
Wen Ke didn't know what to do, although he said he was going to take a shower, but he was too tired to take off his
clothes.
So he stood a little dazed for a while, and finally just turned around and opened the faucet of the hotel's large bathtub to release
water.
Even in such a situation, he seemed to have a certain string in his mind, thinking of letting Han Jiangque, who had just finished the game, take a hot bath comfortably for a
while.
When the water was full, Wen Ke just sat on the cold floor of the bathroom in a
daze. In the rushing sound of the water, he suddenly heard two very light knocks



on the door, and Han Jiangque's voice came from outside: "Wen Ke..." He looked up at the door, but hesitated and did not open the door, nor did he respond.


He rarely treated Han Jiangque so negatively, not because he was angry, but because he couldn't help but feel sad, and he didn't know how to face Han Jiangque.
"Wen



Ke," Han Jiang Que seemed to be farther away, and his voice became more and more blurred, but he could still hear his frustration, he paused, and said through the door: "I was wrong."

Wen Ke couldn't help

but suck his nose hard, and he didn't know why, whenever Han Jiangque apologized, infinite self-blame and pity would spring up in his heart, so that he completely threw his grievances behind.




He was reluctant to let Han Jiangque "wrong".

Wen Ke took two deep breaths and rubbed his eyes vigorously before he barely stood up and twisted the door
lock.
Han Jiangque was standing at the door waiting for
him.
Although the tall back is straight, it looks like a large abandoned
dog.


okay." Wen Ke tried to keep his composure, trying to explain: "Just released the water, didn't



listen-" "I'm sorry."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Jiangque had already hugged him tightly, and his low voice was overflowing with remorse and pain, repeating repeatedly: "I'm sorry Wen Ke, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't ignore me, don't leave me behind." The



hearts of the two people were pressed together, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.
Wen Ke wrapped his backhand around Han Jiangque's neck, and he could almost touch the extraordinary fear in Han Jiangque's voice, and could only murmur, "I'm not angry, it's okay, Han Jiangque, I'm still here, it's
okay." AAs



a teenager, Han Jiangque never did this--he



apologized weakly, almost as if he had completely lost his backbone, begging for forgiveness.
Wen Ke understood almost instantly that Han Jiangque would not have been like this before, because Han Jiangque at that time believed that he would always be there, believing that even if they quarreled and got angry, there would be no change between
them.
But that thing eventually changed everything.

Perhaps it was the separation of the ten years since then that Han Jiangque had lost confidence in front of him, so now, even a slight discord would make Han Jiangque afraid to this
point.
He was really afraid he was leaving.

Wen Ke felt that his breathing was trembling with pain, he couldn't take care of anything, he just wanted to reassure Han Jiangque.

They hugged each other so tightly, not knowing when they had gone from standing to snuggling up together on the floor, and caressing each other's backs and hair like this, and so on for a long time, until both of them gradually calmed
down.
Wen Ke was still gently stroking Han Jiangque's hair, and the tall Alpha seemed to be a little embarrassed by his weakness just now, so he deliberately pointed to the bathtub that was almost full, as if to divert his attention, and asked: "Wen Ke, do you want to take a bath
first?" "It's



the water for you." Wen Ke whispered, "You punched all night, your muscles must be sore, I mean... Let you take a hot shower and then sleep. "Yes...



Did you put it for me? "Hmm."



<
Han Jiangque's long eyelashes fluttered with the blinking
motion.
Even in the situation just now, Wen Ke still thought about giving him a
bath.
This thought made him feel bitter at the same time, but also felt extremely
happy. His heart seemed to have come from a state of extreme panic and suddenly came to rest again.
He kissed Wen Ke's forehead and said very quietly, "Then let's soak together,
okay?" "Good, good..."



Although a little shy, Wen Ke also wanted to be with Han Jiangque, wanted to hug Han Jiangque, and didn't want to be separated at a distance of one centimeter.




After Han Jiang Que lay down in the warm pool water, he let Wen Keguang sit on his waist, a posture that was somewhat intimate to the point of
shame. "Han



Jiangque," Wen Ke leaned on Alpha's chest, he held Han Jiangque's hand, perhaps because he turned his head sideways and did not look at each other, suddenly there was an unprecedented urge to talk.


He murmured, "My mother
she... At that time, I had breast cancer. "The



chance of getting breast cancer in domestic women is very high, about 25 to 30 percent, especially middle-aged and elderly women between the ages of 45 and 60, which is a period of high incidence of breast cancer."
Wen Ke said slowly, "My mother just reached forty-five that
year." <
Han Jiang Que silently hugged Omega in his arms, and when he heard Wen Ke say these words, he suddenly felt very heartache.


It is because I have thought about it countless times in my head, so that after ten years, I can still say the relevant data with such certainty.

"She actually had a mastectomy first, and we all thought it would stop the spread of cancer
cells." After that surgery, she didn't dare to look at her body, and I changed the medicine for her. That wound... Han Jiangque, that



wound..." He suppressed his tone and did not let himself get out of control.
The pain in life is too great, but it is more difficult to tell than the small pieces.

This was the first time he had spoken it, and in the process of telling it, he seemed to have once again become the teenager who had been greatly
frightened.
"It's bare
there."
Wen Ke finally said calmly: "When I was young, I was the organ used by my mother to breastfeed, but when I was old and sick, I was removed like this, and there was nothing left, a bare
piece."
"It's really cruel, after people get sick, it seems that nothing matters, beauty, dignity, a complete body, nothing, just to live, this feeling must be very painful."
」
Wen Ke raised his head at this point, he had red circles of eyes, held Han Jiangque's hand, placed it on his petite nipple tip, and said very quietly: "Later, I sometimes can't help but touch here, although I know that I am a man, I still feel very scared, and I am also very
... IIt hurts mom.
Han Jiangque couldn't imagine how Wen Ke, who was not yet eighteen years old at the time, had withstood such a blow, because even today, ten years later, when he heard these words, he would still feel that his chest was almost breathless.


He couldn't help but whisper, "Later,
later?"
"Even after surgery, the cancer quickly spread to the lymph, because the situation is already very bad, so you have to start chemotherapy immediately, even if it may not last

long." But then... There really isn't much money in the house anymore. After my mother got the report at the hospital, she asked me: Or not, don't treat it?
Wen Ke shook Han Jiangque's hand and repeated, "That's how she held my hand at that time and asked me very carefully."

"Han Jiangque..."



Wen Ke looked up at Han Jiangque's face, his lips trembling fiercely, but even if he tried so hard to suppress it, the tears still rolled down his face.




"Han Jiangque, she's not saying she's out of the
way. She was asking me... Ask me if I want to give up. In fact, she also wants to live in her heart, no matter what, she wants to live, do you understand? Wen



Ke said with tears. "I understand, I



understand..." The corners of Han Jiangque's eyes couldn't help but blush slightly.


Ten years later, those thrills seemed to be revealed in front of
him. <
Man's choice before death is so real that it makes people sad and
moving.
It wasn't until this moment that he really understood what kind of 18-year-old this Omega in his arms had gone
through.
In that situation, whatever choices were made was understandable.

Even surviving is already a miraculous tenacity in itself.

Later, she couldn't speak before she left, but she kept looking at me, very
sad. My mom is a very gentle person who is afraid of dragging others down, and she must feel sorry for me. But actually... Even if I do it again a hundred times, even if I know that this will be the end, I will still make the same choice. Those who want to be cured, even if they only live for one more month or a week, must be cured.
"Han Jiangque, I miss her very

much."
Wen Ke buried his face dead into Han Jiangque's chest, "Until
now... I still think about her every day. For



the first time, he cried out like a child, his shoulders twitching violently, and tears flowed down the embankment.
Wen Ke had never cried like
this.
Compared with love, birth, old age, illness, and death are the most helpless great sorrows in
life.
At the age of 18, he had already experienced the worst loss a man could bear, so in comparison, the blow of love seemed
small. The things that were too heavy to be buried in his



heart for so long, this was his way of keeping himself alive - isolated from his true emotions in a safety film, numb, dull, but he survived.


It wasn't until he was in front of Han Jiangque that he finally tore off the
membrane.
He finally shed the tears that the lonely teenager who had watched his mother leave at the hospital bedside and cried wantonly in front of the person he loved
most.