two-way mark

Yan Cheng has long been used to Chi Xiye's coming and going without a shadow, at this time seeing Chi Xiye disappearing suddenly, he didn't react at all, he walked out of the study on his own, went to the kitchen to cook dishes for two, and it was hot again. He took a glass of milk and placed it opposite him with the empty bowl and chopsticks.

Yan Cheng's eating speed was much slower than before. If Chi Xiye could see it, he would be able to keenly discover that it was Yan Cheng who was deliberately slowing down his speed, as if he had adjusted himself for the purpose of deliberately cooperating and waiting for someone. Get used to a good pace.

But Yan Cheng was doing this in the house where he was the only one, no one could see it, and no one would be moved.

He threw away the unfinished food, and the milk changed from warm to cold, and was finally poured into the sewer. When the faucet was turned on and the water was flushed, there was no trace left.

"Yuze, why is the milk different this time from the previous one? Isn't it sweet?" Chi Xiye licked the milk and wrinkled his nose. He felt that the taste was indescribably familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. , simply walked into the kitchen with a cup in hand to add sugar to himself.

"Let's see, the brand you used to drink before is sold out today, so I just grab a bottle with a fresh date." Wen Yuze opened the refrigerator, took out the milk and said while looking at it: "This one is much more expensive than that... ...ah, it's unmodified milk, no sugar added."

"Let me take a look too?" Chi Xiye put two teaspoons of sugar into the cup, stirred it well and took a sip. After feeling that the taste was okay, he walked up to Wen Yuze and leaned his head to look at the milk package, "Oh , this is it..."

Wen Yuze asked: "Huh? Have you ever drank?"

"That's right." Chi Xiye took another sip of the milk, feeling that the sugar he added just now seemed to have disappeared for no reason, and the milk was still bland, and it was very bland in his mouth, not sweet at all.

"At that time, there were too many things and I didn't look carefully. It was placed on the next shelf. I thought it was sweet milk... It was either expensive or good." Wen Yuze put the milk back in the refrigerator, and saw Chi Xiye With his mouth still stuck to the mouth of the cup, he took a sip and said, "Forget it, don't drink it. I'll buy you something else tomorrow. Don't you always like drinking pure milk?"

After Wen Yuze finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, and asked again: "No, why do you drink this if you don't like pure milk? This is still not adjusted at all."

"Huh?" Chi Xiye put down the cup, licked his lips with the tip of his red tongue, licked off the remaining milk on his mouth, and smiled heartlessly at Wen Yuze, "Yeah, I've been drinking for half a year. I just didn’t think about it for a while.”

"..." As soon as Wen Yuze heard it, he knew that the half year that Chi Xiye was talking about was the half year when he was with Yan Cheng, and he didn't know what to say for a while. Then he asked: "He didn't ask, and you didn't say anything, just drank like this for half a year?"

"Yeah." Chi Xiye turned on the faucet to wash the cup, rinsed it thoroughly a few times, and then hung it on the shelf next to him, "At that time, I thought everything was good, even milk was sweet, but now I drink it again and find out it's not, so I just didn't Didn't recognize the smell."

An An didn't know when she ran in, clinging to Chi Xiye's feet and acting like a spoiled child, Chi Xiye knelt down to touch it.

When he lowered his head, he showed his curvaceous shoulders and neck. The retainer that had been worn around his neck after the operation had been removed, leaving only the gauze on the hideous wound, which was covered under the hair that grew to his shoulders.

Wen Yuze walked over and brushed Chi Xiye's hair away.

Almost half a month has passed, and he knew that this wound would no longer cause Chi Xiye to convulse in pain in the middle of the night, biting so painfully that the inner wall of his mouth was full of festering, but he still had lingering fears when he thought about it, even the white gauze made him shudder. I feel shocking.

"Yeye..." Wen Yuze recalled the message Fu Rong sent him today, hesitated for a while, and squatted in front of Chi Xiye, with a low voice, as if complaining: "I heard that Yan Cheng is going to do it for you." Funeral."

Chi Xiye raised his eyebrows, and said with a little surprise: "I thought he didn't do it anymore, it's been so long."

"Yeah, it's been so long..." Wen Yuze also touched An An, watching An An lying between him and Chi Xiye enjoying an emperor-level massage treatment, and continued: "And it will be held in 20 days. You said... what is he going to do for so long?"

"Maybe it's going to be a special event? The ceremony is too grand, and it took a month to prepare." Chi Xiye shrugged and said with a smile: "I don't know who to show these things to, I found that some people— —For example, Yan Cheng, especially Yan Cheng, is really good at moving himself."

Wen Yuze glanced at Chi Xiye, "What do you mean by touching yourself?"

Chi Xiye squatted until his legs were numb. He hugged An An with one hand and Wen Yuze's collar in the other to lift him up from the ground. After the two of them moved from the kitchen to the living room, Chi Xiye replied, "Think about it, When Yan Cheng used me as my brother's substitute, he acted like he had a deep affection for my brother, but in reality?"

Wen Yuze said: "In fact, I still transferred my feelings to another person..."

Chi Xiye laughed, and An An was so laughing that she shook off her lap, and ran away to play by herself.

"Yuze, you will answer quickly." Chi Xiye said with a smile: "But it's more than that, in fact, my brother is gone and knows nothing about these things. His behavior is typical of touching himself, and Hurt another person, unfortunately, this person is me."

"But you see, now that the dead person is replaced by me, Yan Cheng is regretting it again." Chi Xiye gently poked Wen Yuze's head, "You said that he was so sad at that time, even You can't bear it, it's because I'm not dead yet, what if I really die?"

Chi Xiye said: "If I really die, then I don't know how he reacted when he heard the news of my death. Even if he is like you said, he has actually fallen in love with me, so what's the matter?" What is the use? Whether he regrets or feels sad, it has nothing to do with me."

"I don't know what Yan Cheng has done, and I don't know what he plans to do with my funeral, because I'm no longer here, and only he can see what he did." Chi Xiye's tone was very flat, as if He was telling a story about a stranger, and it seemed that he was just casually saying a few words, "No matter what he does after this, he is actually moving himself."

"I suspect he just doesn't like real people." Chi Xiye raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Do you think he will find another person who looks like me in the future, and treat him as my substitute, and continue on?" How about expressing your own affection?"

Wen Yuze was gasped by Chi Xiye's words, and couldn't help but imagine that in the near future, another person who looked like Chi Xiye would appear next to Yan Cheng.

Wen Yuze's thoughts were all written on his face. Chi Xiye thought he was cute, so he rubbed Wen Yuze just like he rubbed An'an. His movements and expressions were very relaxed, but when he spoke again, there was a faint hint of sadness in his tone. Melancholy, "I don't know when he will learn to cherish the person in front of him, but forget it, I am already dead in his heart anyway, even if he learns, the person in front of him who is cherished will not be me anymore."

Chi Xiye took out his mobile phone and checked, "Speaking of which, does my plane arrive in 20 days?"

"Yes!" Wen Yuze's original topic was taken away by Chi Xiye, and now he remembered what he wanted to say, and showed Chi Xiye angrily the countdown he had set: "You will leave on the day of the funeral, So Fu Rong asked me if I would go, and I said no, I scattered the ashes myself, and why would I go to the funeral..."

Wen Yuze stuck out his tongue, "After all, I'm going to see you off that day, but you just use your passport to apply for a visa to buy a plane ticket, and the clinic still keeps your surgery records, so you're really not afraid of being found out so casually?" ?”

"Don't be afraid." Chi Xiye said: "Yan Cheng has protected my information before, and no one else can check it except him, but he promised me that he would not investigate me and my brother again, so he has already done this by himself. It's sealed."

"I didn't think I could keep it a secret for the rest of my life. I didn't do anything shady, so I might as well walk away. It doesn't matter whether he keeps his promise and doesn't investigate, or he breaks his promise to find out where I am." Chi Xi Ye smiled, very at ease: "I just want to leave here in the simplest and most straightforward way, and get rid of the people here."

Wen Yuze nodded stupidly, and asked again: "Then what are you going to do there? Can I still go and play with you? I will miss you very much..."

"I found a school that serves as a springboard, and I'm going to apply for an offer after I go there. Thanks to Yan Cheng, I finally know what I want to do." Chi Xiye pinched the tip of Wen Yuze's small nose, holding Wen Yu Ze's face kissed his head, "Come and play with me when I settle down, okay?"

"Okay!" Wen Yuze took Chi Xiye's hand, "Then I'll go and play with you then, will you have a new boyfriend?"

Wen Yuze said: "You will definitely meet someone who loves you very much."

Chi Xiye paused, his face changed for a few moments, "Let's talk... now..." Chi Xiye smiled wryly, "I don't seem to be able to learn to like someone now."

Wen Yuze also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly patted his mouth, "It's okay, it's fine for the two of us to be together all the time!"

Chi Xiye's expression relaxed, and he pushed Wen Yuze, "It's okay, you'd better be with your Fu Rong properly!"

Wen Yuze's face suddenly turned red, "Yeye! You! Don't talk nonsense!"

Chi Xiye: "Hahaha, okay, okay, sorry! Don't hit me!"

On the other side, Yan Cheng was on the phone.

"Hello?" Yan Cheng said, "I'm going to the hospital tomorrow."

The person on the other side of the phone didn't know what to say, Yan Cheng responded twice, and then said: "Don't say any more, I know everything."

The phone hangs up.

It was getting dark, and he was sitting alone in the living room, his figure gradually submerged in the darkness.