two-way mark

Yan Cheng sat alone in the dark for a long time again.

During the period after Chi Xiye left, he went to the company as usual during the day, and he was still the meticulous, decent, and frightening Yan Cheng, as if nothing happened, and nothing left a trace in his heart , but at night when he was alone at home, he was always too lazy to turn on the light, and the whole person sank into the sofa and sat silently, like a dying lion, meditating before death, accepting his fate without struggling.

At this time, even Chi Xiye in the hallucination would not appear.

Yan Cheng hid himself in the pitch-dark living room to escape the fact that he was the only one left in the space where there were once two people.

But this time he did not sit for as long as before, perhaps because the operation was approaching, he was looking forward to it, and even the pain was relatively reduced a lot.

Yan Cheng moved his stiff shoulders, propped himself up on the sofa, stood up, and turned on the light in the living room in the dark.

Eyes accustomed to the darkness were stabbed by the sudden light, Yan Cheng subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and he wanted to put his hand down after his eyes got used to it, but his sight was attracted by the red dot in his palm .

He didn't know when a red mole began to appear on the palm of his hand. It was as bright red as blood, shining under the light.

Yan Cheng stared closely at the red dot on the palm of his hand, and he remembered that it was the imprint stamped by the tip of the red marker pen that rolled down when he reached out to catch the contract.

He always felt that he had seen similar blots somewhere.

He had seen blots of the same color and size on another person a long time ago.

In a daze, Yan Cheng realized that he seemed to be about to grasp the most important clue. Once he grasped this clue, his cognition and thoughts all along might be subverted, he might be lost forever, and he might gain a new life.

But he tried his best to think back, but his mind was still blank.

He still lacks the most important piece, as long as he finds that piece, all doubts will be solved.

At this time, Yan Cheng's cell phone on the table rang, it was a reminder that an email had come in.

Not many people know about Yan Cheng's private email address, and there is a high probability that the email sent at this time is the precautions for surgery.

He didn't have time to entangle with the red dot on his palm. He walked back to the living room to pick up his mobile phone in three steps and two steps, and carefully read the email back and forth several times.

After all, it was an operation with few examples, and with Yan Cheng’s identity here, everyone in the hospital was very nervous, for fear of any accidents during the operation, the dean sorted out the precautions in great detail, listing hundreds of Article, followed by many possible adverse reactions.

Later, when Yan Cheng discussed with the hospital several times about the operation, the dean had told Yan Cheng no less than a hundred times that the adverse reactions were terrible, and even tried to intimidate Yan Cheng, making him die of the operation, and directly Said to him: "Maybe you will die directly on the operating table."

But Yan Cheng was not only not frightened, on the contrary he smiled strangely at the dean, and replied: "If you die, die, remember to bury our glands together."

The dean could see that Yan Cheng was determined to undergo surgery.

When the outside world thought that Yan Cheng was cold-faced and cold-hearted, did not pay attention to Chi Xiye at all, and was indifferent to his death, the dean saw everything Yan Cheng did, and he knew that Yan Cheng was looking forward to it. While the operation is successful, we are also looking forward to the failure of the operation—a failure that ends in death.

The dean has heard a little about Chi Xiye's affairs, and Chi Xiye's gland is still kept with him, and he can see that the gland has been dug out completely.Even though he has been a doctor for decades and has seen countless blood and deaths, he still couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart, unable to imagine how much determination Chi Xiye had made and how much pain he had endured.

The dean sighed, he was old, but he still couldn't understand why this couple of lovers could not see each other for life and death, but finally he stopped trying to persuade Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng directly skipped the description of adverse reactions, and only looked at the precautions listed for the smooth progress of the operation. After writing them down one by one, it was already late at night.

The smooth progress of the matter made Yan Cheng feel a long-lost joy. Even Chi Xiye suddenly appeared, with his chin resting on Yan Cheng's thigh, his beautiful peach eyes slightly raised, and he looked straight at Yan Cheng and said, "Sir, what are you looking at today?" Feeling pretty good."

Yan Cheng turned the phone on the table, his voice became soft instantly, and even the lines of his cold face softened: "Well, we will be together forever soon, is Xiao Chi happy?"

Chi Xiye tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand: "But aren't we together now?"

In the past, Chi Xiye often tilted his head at Yan Cheng.

In the beginning, Yan Cheng was really responsive to Chi Xiye’s requests, but Chi Xiye had too many minor problems, such as not drinking water, eating spicy, salty, and heavy-flavored food when he woke up, eating messy takeaways and snacks, often Staying up all night playing with mobile phones, etc.

Then one day, when Yan Cheng had to go home late because of the company's business, Chi Xiye ordered a bunch of spicy fried skewers, crayfish, and drank a large bottle of iced Coke.

When Yan Cheng returned home, he only saw Chi Xiye who was curled up on the sofa with a stomachache, his face was pale, and his head was covered in cold sweat.

Yan Cheng was frightened to death that time, and after calling the doctor and sending him away, he stayed by Chi Xiye's bed for the whole night, and began to correct Chi Xiye's pampering bad habits the next day.

But Chi Xiye was very smart, he had already seen through what Yan Cheng was up to, and when his mouth was itchy, he ran up to Yan Cheng and tilted his head, maliciously pretending to be cute and coquettish, wanting to get some special treatment, and asked Yan Cheng to let him go.

At this time, Yan Cheng couldn't help but pat Chi Xiye's head, or pinch his face, to give him a little sweetness.

The two people know each other well, but they still come and go, just like playing a game.

But now when Chi Xiye tilted his head, Yan Cheng didn't reach out his hand like before - he knew he couldn't touch it, because this Chi Xiye didn't exist.

Yan Cheng knew the facts better than anyone else, but tried to pretend to be confused, and smiled at Chi Xiye: "Well, we are together now, and we will be together in the future."

Chi Xiye also laughed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly like a baby: "Sir, don't lie to me, we must always be together."

Yan Cheng's heart tightened, and he suddenly remembered that he had promised Chi Xiye that he would not let go, but in the end he broke his promise in the cruelest way. Chi Xiye's eyes written with begging and despair still remained in his heart. Yan Cheng's heart suddenly felt like being pricked by a needle, with dense pain.

This kind of pain is not severe, but it is so long, it seems that it will never go away.

"Okay..." Yan Cheng stood up, not even daring to look into Chi Xiye's eyes, and walked upstairs as if evading: "Xiao Chi, I won't lie to you again."

"Sir?" Chi Xiye asked behind him: "Then where are you going now? Are you leaving?"

"I...I won't leave." Yan Cheng stopped walking, and continued to go up, "I just go to wash my face, okay? I won't leave."

Yan Cheng hurriedly walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet of the sink, and turned on the cold water to the maximum, the sigh that came out after a long time was covered under the sound of water.

Because of lack of rest, Yan Cheng's temples were tingling faintly, he stretched his hands under the faucet, trying to stimulate himself with the cold, turned his palms over, and he saw the red mole-like imprint on his palm again.

Yan Cheng frowned, wiped vigorously with his thumb, and lathered vigorously to wash, but his palms were red and hot from rubbing, and the imprint was not washed off.

Yan Cheng pressed that position, then pressed the hand sanitizer again, and muttered to himself, "Why can't I wash it..."

"pat-"

"boom--"

The hand sanitizer fell from the washstand to the floor, and the glass base hit the tiles heavily, shattering and splashing debris all over the floor.

Yan Cheng didn't care about it, he looked at his palm, similar words brought out several images in his memory that flashed quickly, and finally they all stopped slowly, stopping in front of his eyes.

Twelve years ago, he took out a red marker pen from Xiaochi's bed. That night, Xiaochi yelled in the bathroom, "If you paint on it, it won't wash off." When he came out, his right eye was red.

Yan Cheng lowered his head and saw that the place he had washed vigorously was also flushed.

The last fragment was caught by Yan Cheng. If he had identified the wrong person from the beginning, then in the past investigations, the completely different personality of Chi Xize in other people's mouths and Xiao Chi in childhood would also be explained.

But he thought it was just that the brat had grown up and became calm, so he recklessly set his imagination on Chi Xize.

Yan Cheng was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he had asked Chi Xiye for confirmation on the sidelines, and from Chi Xiye barely got a sentence "sometimes very lively", and took it as all the truth.

But he seems to have been wrong all along.

It was because he recognized the wrong person, that's why later, the more he got along with Chi Xiye, the more he felt that Chi Xiye was infinitely closer to Xiao Chi in his memory.

Yan Cheng shook his head and saw the milk-flavored body wash on the shelf, and remembered Chi Xiye's first day here, and he had emphasized to him that he liked this smell, but at that time he felt that Chi Xiye was the "smell" in Xiaochi's mouth. Family members who don't like this taste", they didn't even give Chi Xiye a leeway, and insisted that Chi Xiye change to a new one.

Once the fragments are held in the hands, the valve of memory is opened, and all the chaotic scenes flooded in front of Yan Cheng, and receded like a tide, leaving only relevant fragments.

And the first time he warmed milk for Chi Xiye, Chi Xiye took the milk with a look of surprise on his face, and said, "I thought my husband knew", and said, "When I was a child...", but Chi Xiye hadn't finished speaking, An An interrupted.

What did Chi Xiye want to say at that time?What do you think he knows, the habit of drinking milk before going to bed when he was a child?

It was only at this time that Yan Cheng realized that Chi Xiye had never lied about his preferences, and many opportunities to discover the truth were in front of him. As long as he put his heart into it and asked a few more questions, maybe everything would be solved. answer.

Am I really mistaken?Yan Cheng couldn't help thinking again, but Xiao Chi said he was an Alpha, but Chi Xiye was an Omega?

Old doubts were resolved, but new ones reappeared, like a cocoon that Yan Cheng could not break free from.

Yan Cheng immediately wanted to call to check, but remembered the promise he made with Chi Xiye.

He couldn't help but paused, he had already broken his promise once, and he absolutely couldn't break his promise a second time, the way to the truth was blocked by his own.

But Yan Cheng had a voice deep in his heart asking him: "Who is Xiaochi, is it really that important?"

The voice said: "No matter who Xiaochi is, you like Chi Xiye."

Before Yan Cheng felt a little relieved, the voice said again: "And no matter who it is, you will miss it forever."

Yan Cheng's hand lost its strength, and his wrist hit the sink heavily.

yes……

He closed his eyes and murmured in his heart: I missed it all...

Missed the best time, missed the best opportunity, and missed the best people.