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Chapter 28

Kaylee was very efficient and booked Chen Fu's ticket that night.

The ticket was handed over to Chen Fu, and when he saw the city above, his eyelashes trembled.

This thin ticket suddenly became hot.

It is printed on it, City H, China - City L, China.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Chen Fu didn't want to go in an instant.

He hesitated to take the ticket back home. Zhong Zhiming saw him packing his luggage and saw the ticket on the table.

"Fu, are you going to visit your hometown?"

Chen Fu stopped packing his clothes, thought for a while and said, "No, I'm on a business trip to discuss the case."

"Don't you want to go shopping? Your hometown has become very beautiful now... Oh, it may have been beautiful before. Anyway, it gave me a lot of inspiration."

"Only talk about business, no time to go shopping."

Zhong Jiming took a look at his simple luggage, and understood that he really just wanted to come back after finishing his business, and shook his head in a funny way for a moment: "Oh my God, Fu, you will lose a lot of fun in life like this, or I Go with you, let's go shopping together, I also want to know what it was like when I was a child, and see where you lived when you were a child."

"I wasn't very happy when I was a child," Chen Fu smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled up, "That was my nightmare."

Zhong Jiming was stunned for a moment.

In his impression, everyone's childhood should be very beautiful. He has a pair of very interesting parents. Explain it to him with a short story. He lives happily and happily every day, and he is reluctant to sleep at night.

He visited Chen Fu's hometown as soon as he arrived in China, and also wanted to know the place where Chen Fu lived before.

He remembered Chen Fu's unhappy expression when he told Chen Fu about City L.

There was a faint answer in his heart that Chen Fu didn't like him mentioning L City.

But I still can't believe it in my heart. How could someone compare childhood to a nightmare?

He went over and hugged Chen Fu carefully and gently.

Chen Fu didn't speak, and stroked his curly brown hair with his hand.

"...I still want to go to City L with you."

Chen Fu paused for a long time before saying, "...OK."

At eight o'clock in the morning, the plane took off on time.

Next to Chen Fu's seat was an unknown person, and Zhong Jiming was still sleeping at home.

With no air ticket, Zhong Jiming was forced to arrive in City L two days late.

On the contrary, Zhong Zhiming was downcast, and Chen Fu felt a lot more relaxed.

Maybe Zhong Jiming wanted to know his past because he liked him so much, and wanted him to share the sweetness and sadness in the past memories together, thinking that the two of them could work hand in hand for a lifetime.

But he is true, he doesn't like his past very much.

He did something stupid in the past, and he didn't want to reveal it again and humiliate himself again.

After getting off the plane and walking out of the airport, the appearance of City L came into view again.

They are so unfamiliar that they almost don't recognize them.

People come and go, and there are no acquaintances.

When he left at the beginning, he avenged his intention of never coming back.

At that time, his whole body, every cell in his body was clamoring to start a new life and get rid of everything in the past. He had never contacted anyone in this city except Zhou Zhengxin.

The contact with Zhou Zhengxin was also intermittent over the years, and later because he went abroad, the contact was also broken.

He looked at the strange place in front of him with a dazed expression.

The driver hurried over to pick him up to the hotel, Chen Fu confirmed it was correct, and got into the car.

Because the driver didn't think he was the kind of person who could talk, the two of them had nothing to say along the way.

Chen Fu turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window. The car passed Wutong Road, and his expression was also indifferent.

It was a long time ago that I lived here, and I haven't been back for almost ten years, and Chen Fu couldn't recognize many places.

The seafood shop he used to go to with Fu Liangjing was nowhere to be found either.

The school has expanded again and I don't know how many times, and the school uniform has also been changed.

There are no more sycamore trees on Wutong Road.

The alley where he used to protect Fu Liangjing has been renovated and is now a bustling street.

All this made Chen Fu realize that everything has passed.

His mother is gone.

His feelings for Yang-kyung are gone too.

Zhou Zhengxin, who once wanted to hang out with him until he got old, couldn't get in touch anymore.

He was still immersed in the darkness, but everything had actually passed.

The car drove to a luxurious hotel, and then a waiter came over to take the luggage for Chen Fu.

Chen Fu went up to ask the front desk, got the room card and went upstairs.

The decoration in the room was also good, but it was a bit cold and impersonal in its refinement. He sat on the sofa, dug out a stack of documents in the suitcase, and started working.

Time always passed quickly when doing things seriously, and when Chen Fu came back to his senses, it was almost dark.

Looking at the data of this day, he has 90.00% certainty of taking the following.

Although Kaylee asked him to negotiate the contract as a vacation, he had no hope for this list, but since he came, he must fight for what he can.

Besides, winning this order is indeed of great benefit to the company.

Chen Fu stretched his stiff neck, ready to go down to have dinner.

When he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered Zhong Jiming, picked up his phone and sent him a text message:

I've settled down, and I think I'll be able to finish it in two days. When are you going to come over?

There was no reply there, so Chen Fu put his phone in his pocket and went downstairs.

When he really came to L City, his mood was particularly calm.

This hotel is just a store for people to live in. There is no restaurant underneath. Instead, there are several restaurants next to it. They all look good.

Chen Fu chose a restaurant at random, went in and ordered a bowl of beef noodles.

Picked a corner seat and sat there quietly waiting for the surface.

The hot air in the store brought him a little warmth, and the temperature of his cold hands also eased.

Thoughts gradually wandered up.

He suddenly remembered the seafood and hot pot that Fu Liangjing loved to eat. The restaurant was also steaming like this. The boy's immature face was blurred in the steaming heat, but the teasing in his eyes was so obvious.

Exquisite facial features, and an expression that is obviously immature but pretends to be old.

Chen Fu's heart twitched, and he raised his eyes to see his own face.

Looking past the waiter who was holding his face, the face in his memory suddenly came into view, the face of a mature man who had grown up.

What remains unchanged is the beautiful facial features.

The anger that surged up when he saw him before did not show up at this moment. Chen Fu was even able to watch him calmly, with something ready to come out in his heart.

It may be the feelings that have been suppressed for too many years, it may be the relief that is too late, or it may be the self that Chen Fu has never understood.

He lowered his head and said softly to the waiter, "Thank you."

The waiter smiled slightly: "You're welcome, please use it slowly."

Fu Liangjing seemed to want to come over, hesitated again and again, and chose a position closer to Chen Fu.

Chen Fu didn't avoid his gaze any more, and ignored him.

He sat by himself for a while, watching Chen Fu's delicious food, and invited the waiter to ask for a bowl of beef noodles.

In a not too noisy environment, you can still hear employees chatting with the boss and a few customers whispering in their ears. The hot noodles exude an attractive aroma, which whets the appetite.

After Chen Fu finished eating the noodles, he put down his chopsticks and wanted to get up.

Fu Liangjing quickly put down the unfinished noodles, wiped his mouth and stood up.

The action is slightly embarrassing.

Chen Fu looked at him straight, no longer pretending not to see him.

The two stood there a little weirdly, and soon Fu Liangjing surrendered, and sat down awkwardly, his eyes flickering uneasy.

For some reason, Chen Fu smiled inexplicably.

Fu Liangjing couldn't help staring at him dazedly, seeing the way he stared at her, his heart was agitated, and he couldn't feel anything for a moment.

The waiter, the boss, and the whispering guests seemed to have quieted down, and there were only the two of them in the world, watching each other.

In an instant, Fu Liangjing felt as if an endless warm current poured in from the bottom of his heart, dissolving his long-frozen heart, and the frozen blood flowed again because of his smile, and the dark and unclear world glowed with emotion again Even the waiter whom he was secretly envious of just now became kind and polite, and his eyebrows became pleasing to the eye.

However, Chen Fu quickly withdrew all his expressions, looked away, walked around the chair and walked out.

Fu Liangjing dropped his chopsticks and hurriedly followed.

Keep a distance and follow him step by step without worrying about being discovered.

In fact, he followed Chen Fu a long time ago, cautiously, peeping at him like a pervert every day, watching his every move.

Watching him work hard every day, watching him come home on time after get off work every day, watching him make out with another man, watching him live a regular life, thinking that there will be no future for the two of them.

In pain, in torment, with a trace of unspeakable sorrow, but he couldn't do it, so he could only continue to torture himself.

It seems that looking at Chen Fu is already the whole of his life.

If he couldn't even see this person, he would absolutely collapse.

It doesn't matter that the work is gone, it doesn't matter that the money is gone, it doesn't matter, those girlfriends are gone, it doesn't matter, but Chen Fu is gone, he feels uncomfortable and suffocates when he thinks about it.

How he survived those five years, he himself didn't know.

If he lived through such days again, so empty, so fearful, the world couldn't find a glimmer of light in the gloom, time was slow and painful, then he wished to die.

Chen Fu must not leave.

But he couldn't keep Chen Fu by his side anymore, Chen Fu didn't seem to love him anymore.

Facing this person he couldn't control, it was so uncomfortable to know that he was powerless for the first time.

Every minute and every second is tormenting.

The sun had already set in the haze, and the sky was completely dark at this time. The lights on the side of the road shone on the pedestrians, which was a little warm and a little cool.

The figure in front of him is no longer as thin as when he was young. You can see faint muscle lines through the white shirt. Every move pulls the muscles, full of beauty.

Fu Liangjing looked at his straight neck obsessively, just like the desire to pounce on him and bite him back then.

The light makes people's shadows longer, and the long shadows are the distance between the two.

Fu Liangjing thought sadly that maybe he would never be able to embrace the person in front of him with confidence in his life.

When he reached a certain place, Chen Fu suddenly stopped.

Fu Liangjing stopped suddenly, breathing rapidly, watching him turn around slowly.

"Fu Liangjing," he called him, "let's go to the school and have a look."

His eyelashes are still so long, casting ambiguous shadows under the light, his eyes are full of turbulent waves, his mood is ups and downs, that is the expression that Fu Liangjing was familiar with five years ago, many years ago.

The author has something to say: Well, here is something suitable for writing a side story.

...But let's talk about it after the holiday.