A good man dies because of color control

Chapter No.17 Stubbornness

Jiang Zhili leaned back on the airplane chair, and his thoughts drifted back to a few months ago.

That was the day he broke with Xu and his party completely.

For half a month before that, struggle and exhaustion overwhelmed him every day.When Xu Xingxing was found in the hospital, the exhaustion had reached its peak.

Jiang Zhili never knew what it meant to give up.

But when Xu Xingxing confronted him crazily, he heard the voice in his heart say for the first time:

Give up, there is nothing to hold on to.

He released Zhao Zhifeng and Xu Xingxing.

After returning to Jiang Zhai, he devoted himself to his work, but every time he returned to the empty bedroom, his heart was also extremely empty.

Nightmares and insomnia attacked him again, and every time he felt uncomfortable, he always wanted to hide somewhere.

But no, he didn't remember.

Maybe it's just an illusion.

But something always felt missing.

Under the double blow of depression, insomnia and dreaminess, coupled with Fei who traveled all over the world to find Xu Xingxing, Jiang Zhili, who has always been in good physical fitness, lived up to expectations and fell ill.

The family doctor came several times, saying that it was a heart attack and overwork. Jiang Zhili lay on the bed for a week, but he still didn't get better.

The housekeeper and the nanny asked if there was something dirty in the villa, and they couldn't wait to take a few bodyguards with them and started cleaning.

Jiang Zhili was a little bored after lying down for a long time, so he leaned on the sofa holding a cup of tea and watched them clean.

There are a lot of messy things that have been dug out, old photos, clothes worn by him and his father when they were young, old porcelain, some paintings and antiques bought at an unknown time, unopened gifts...

wait? !Unopened gift?

Jiang Zhili called to stop Jiang Yi who had brought a box upstairs.

Inside the cardboard box was a pile of messy things, on top of which was a black box, and the gift box tied tightly with a purple ribbon was particularly conspicuous.

Jiang Zhili went over and picked up the box, "What are these inside this big box?"

Jiang Yi replied, "The whole box is from when you were in Kowloon City, and we brought it back when we packed it up."

Jiang Zhili felt that the black box looked familiar, and looked at it over and over for a long time, but couldn't remember what it was.

Jiang Yi cautiously reminded, "This box seems to be given to you by Mr. Chen on your birthday."

Jiang Zhili was taken aback, and found the box in the corner of his memory.

He remembered that Chen Bingjue gave him this box last year, but he didn't look at it and put it aside casually.

"You put the whole box on the coffee table over there."

Jiang Yi was ordered to put the whole big cardboard box he was carrying on the coffee table. Jiang Zhili took the black box and sat on the sofa beside him, and slowly opened the box.

Inside the box was a sketchbook.

It can be seen that the whole book was made by the person who gave the gift, and the cover was also drawn by himself. It is a Q version of Jiang Zhili.

Turning to the first page, it says, I wish Jiang Zhili a happy 26th birthday.

The font is clean and beautiful.

Jiang Zhili suddenly looked forward to it, and he turned another page.

The first thing I saw was him leaning on a chair and flipping through documents, with a few lines of small characters written next to him:

"After many days of practice, I dared to draw you in this notebook. I was a little ashamed when I drew it, and it felt a bit like a little girl's love diary."

Turned another page, it was still him, but he was holding a spoon on the dinner table and preparing to drink soup.

"Today Zhi Li is still handsome~"

From now on, every page will be a different Jiang Zhili.

He is in a suit, he is in pajamas, sometimes he has only one head, and sometimes it is a close-up of a certain part of him.

"I saw him up close for the first time today. His eyelashes are so beautiful. I counted noon."

"When he had nightmares, he always said don't go, don't go... I said: I'm here, I'm here! Jiang Zhili, can you hear me?"

Every day is a picture, next to it is Chen Bingjue's daily mood.

Until the last one, there is no painting, only a few lines of small characters.

"After thinking about it, I decided to give this book to Zhi Li as a birthday present. Although it is a bit shameful...but Jiang Zhili, Jiang Zhili, Jiang Zhili, Jiang Zhili. I love you, love your name, love your eyes, love the corners of your mouth, love Everything about you. by Chen Bingjue"

Jiang Zhili didn't know how he got back to the bedroom. It was only when he lay down on the bed and looked at the sketchbook that he realized what he was missing every night when he was haunted by nightmares.

It is the body temperature when someone hugs him, and the uninterrupted tenderness.

Those memories that he left behind for some reason suddenly flooded up frame by frame, the gentle eyebrows and eyes of that person, the softness of lips when kissing his brow, and the stubbornness when he pulled his wrist to plead.

Incredibly clear.

Jiang Zhili was suddenly a little irritable.

He lifted the quilt and stood up and walked around the room a few times, kicking over several stools, muttering: Chen Bingjue...Chen Bingjue...

He wanted to tear up the sketchbook or throw it away.

But he still couldn't do it in the end.

The hour hand has turned to one o'clock in the morning, and the irritability has intensified.But Jiang Zhili didn't feel sleepy.

He picked up the phone, but found that he couldn't find Chen Bingjue's number.

He went out to look for Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and replied, "I thought you would never see him again, so I have already deleted his number."

"never mind."

Jiang Zhili went back to the house, forced himself to lie down, and forced himself to fall asleep.

It's still that dream.

It has been repeated countless times since he was a child, and has disturbed his dreams countless times.

In that dark little room, only the light stolen from the small skylight shone on the woman in the white dress. The woman was wounded and dying from the beating to protect him.

His thin hands kept shaking the drowsy woman.

"Mom...don't sleep...mom...don't go...don't leave me..."

Later, when he met Xu Xingxing, the woman who fell asleep in the dream "woke up" and turned into Xu Xingxing's face, which was extraordinarily holy and bright in the small piece of light shining in from the window.

But Xu Xingxing didn't even look at the young him, he just kicked the door frantically and shouted, "Let me out!! Let me out!!!"

He tugged at his sleeve and shouted, "Don't go...don't go...look at me..."

No one responded.

He and Xu and his party seem to be in two dimensions.

But tonight's dream was different.

The door that had never been opened for 20 years suddenly opened.

The light spilled in bit by bit, and a tall and thin young man appeared behind the door.

He squatted down and looked at the young and short Jiang Zhili with a smile.

He said, "Zhi Li, I'll take you home."

Jiang Zhili suddenly woke up from his dream, tears already wet his eyes.

Jiang Zhili began to order people to collect information on Chen Bingjue, past and present.For an ordinary graduate student, there was no difficulty in doing anything. In less than an hour, those materials were placed on his desk.

Jiang Zhili looked through these materials seriously.

Half of it is unknown, but half of it is imprinted in my mind for some reason.

With his hands in his pockets, Chen Bingjue followed Jiang Zhili off the plane, and all the way to Jiang's residence, their conversation was nothing more than, "Get out of the car." "Get in the car." "This way."

Jiang put his small suitcase with luggage into the bedroom.

Chen Bingjue walked in and found that the bedroom was terribly big.

If you take a closer look, it is not difficult to find traces of someone's life.

He frowned, Jiang said, "This is the young master's room, and you will sleep here in the future."

Chen Bingjue grinned mockingly, "The Jiang family is so short of rooms?"

Jiang Yi remained silent.

Chen Bingjue shrugged indifferently, "Please bring me a set of pajamas, I'll take a shower."

Chen Bingjue took the pajamas that Jiang Yi handed over, went in and took a shower, and came out and lay on the bed directly.

He's sleepy, messy, and needs a break.

Jiang Zhili came over and told him to get up and eat.

Chen Bingjue opened his eyes slightly, and Jiang Zhili's graceful jawline pierced into his eyes.

Chen Bingjue said, "Not hungry, no appetite."

Jiang Zhili said, "Eat."

The tone is firm and cannot be refuted.

Chen Bingjue smiled, "I don't want to eat it, do you want to force it?"

Jiang Zhili pursed his lips.

Chen Bingjue sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, "Jiang Zhili, I ask a few questions, can you answer me truthfully?"

Jiang Zhili lifted his chin, silently acquiescing.

Chen Bingjue hadn't seen this action for more than half a year, and an indescribable sense of familiarity hit his heart, densely sour.

"The first question, you asked me to come to the United States with you, so what is our relationship now?"

Jiang Zhili asked back, "What kind of relationship do you want?"

Chen Bingjue said, "I hope we have nothing to do with each other."

Jiang Zhili said, "Impossible."

Chen Bingjue said, "Then what kind of relationship do you want?"

Jiang Zhili thought for a while, "It's the same as before."

Chen Bingjue said, "What was our relationship before?"

Jiang Zhili said, "I never broke up with you."

Chen Bingjue was speechless for a moment.If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have applauded Jiang Zhili's sudden cheekiness.

"Okay, then the second question, Jiang Zhili, you said you didn't break up with me, and you want to continue to be with me. Then Jiang Zhili, do you love me?"

Jiang Zhili's eyes flashed.

"Jiang Zhili, if you don't love me, you have no right to say you want to be with me, understand?"

Chen Bingjue swears that this is the most important thing he has said to Jiang Zhili since he met Jiang Zhili.

Jiang Zhili was stunned.

Chen Bingjue said, "Could it be that Young Master Jiang thinks that you have treated me like a toy, a dog, and a pillow for the past two years, and even beat me twice at the end of the day, so you can easily expose me?"

Chen Bingjue said, "If it can be exposed so easily, I'm really a doll who doesn't need money."

The author has something to say: I am back.

Long-winded:

1. Don’t change the subject, don’t change the subject, don’t change the subject, although Jiang Zhili is manic, depressed and cruel, but I love him...More The text also writes a ghost _(:зゝ∠)_

2. I use fake products to guarantee that the later stage will be very sweet, and the number of words sprinkled with sugar will definitely be more than the number of words abused (????)??