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Lying on the bench, Mingchen folded his hands on his lower abdomen as if he was asleep, warm running water poured on his hair from top to bottom, and smeared the white bubble with a faint fragrance On Ming Chen's hair, ten fingers gently pressed the hair that He Wenxuan liked, black, soft, smooth and bright.

I have an injury on my leg and it is inconvenient for me to take a shower. These days, He Wenxuan has personally scrubbed Mingchen, and the communication has become less, but the atmosphere when we get along is not much different than before, just like the warm water in this cool autumn , can always find a trace of comfort and warmth in each other.

The misty hot air filled the entire bathroom, creating an unreal feeling in the clouds.

The palm of the hand gently covered the wet shoulder of the man sitting in front of him, and the fingers slid down slowly. The fingertips belonged to Ming Chen's body temperature and skin texture, leaving shallow water marks, which slid to the back of the waist. stopped.

"I don't want you to leave." Hugging the man from behind, He Wenxuan's forehead rested on the back of Mingchen's neck. If they don't want to stay in the first district, they can go to other places, wherever they want, as long as the two of them Individuals can always be together.

Yes, He Wenxuan just fell in love with Mingchen.

Whether it was the heartache when he saw Ming Chen being injured, or the feeling of helplessness and suffocation when he heard that Ming Chen wanted to leave him, He Wenxuan knew that he fell in love with Ming Chen, and fell in love with this man hopelessly. .

Just when Ming Chen was about to speak, He Wenxuan spoke in his ear again, his deep voice lacked the usual gentleness, and there was a slight trill in every word, every word, every sentence.

"I want to give you the freedom you want, but at the same time I want to give you safety. I want you to be happy, but in the end I want to be with you..." After a pause, He Wenxuan seemed to take a slow breath , "There is a sentence that I have never dared to ask, what is your attitude towards me, and how much real affection do you have?"

Do you really like him, or just like his kindness to him.

Before that, He Wenxuan never doubted Mingchen's feelings for him. Even though this man always likes to hide his feelings very deeply, he has always firmly believed that Mingchen has feelings for him.

Until today, until Mingchen suddenly said that he wanted to leave him, it was not because of Mingchen's idea of ​​leaving him, but because of himself and not giving Mingchen enough sense of security. How deep is the relationship between them?

"I can't imagine life without you, don't be so cruel to me, Ming Chen."

But life is inherently cruel.

"Of course I like you, but liking as a feeling is not a universal excuse. I will miss you when I leave you, and no matter how far and how long I leave you, my liking for you will not change."

Mingchen tilted his head and looked at He Wenxuan with a smile: "What about you, if my leaving will make you feel painful, will you still like me in the future?"

"You are really... a cunning man." He Wenxuan was a little dumbfounded, of course his feelings for Ming Chen would not change, but Ming Chen always had a way to distort what he was trying to express.

He loves him and wants to be with him inseparable.

But he said that no matter how far we are apart, our feelings will not change.

As usual, He Wenxuan was once again defeated in front of Mingchen.

After taking a bath, he changed the medicine for Mingchen's injured leg. He Wenxuan wrapped white gauze layer by layer. Mingchen's body was very clean, and there were hardly any spots or scars. He was already thinking about waiting to return. After the first district, he will treat Mingchen's injured leg with the best medicine, and he doesn't want Mingchen to leave any scars on his leg.

A pair of warm hands suddenly clasped his cheeks, He Wenxuan raised his head and saw Ming Chen's gaze staring at him, with a shallow smile, a little helpless, and a faint fire in his eyes.

"Don't be like this, you have been frowning for several days. If you really love me, you should believe me." Ming Chen held He Wenxuan's cheek, and gently rubbed the smooth skin of the young man with his fingertips.

"Can I trust you?"

"Of course you can trust me, every word and sentence I'm telling you now is true," Ming Chen leaned slightly to He Wenxuan's ear, whispering with a rustling texture, as if in the desert The cold wind blowing in the night, "I will come back, we will meet again, at that time you will see a different me, the real me."

He Wenxuan lightly hugged Mingchen's waist, buried his face in the other's shoulder and took a deep breath: "Aren't you the real you now?"

"I need to be alone to find the real me..."

Ming Chen gently stroked He Wenxuan's hair. He looked out of the window. Outside the window was a pitch-black night. There was no light at all, and he couldn't see the darkness with his hands.

It was probably cold and humid outside, and most of the people were asleep at this time.

"Sometimes I also feel lost, confused about who I am, and I need to get away from you, from all of you."

After a pause, Ming Chen lowered his head and pressed his chin against He Wenxuan's head, muttering: "I need to go back to my seat, to re-confirm my identity, and re-confirm what I want."

"Where are you going back?" He Wenxuan asked following Mingchen's words, "Don't tell me you're going back to District [-], I'd rather you be a star again."

Mingchen's words sounded like words, and He Wenxuan sensed something was wrong, and he remembered the things He Hongxue had said to him.

It is impossible to completely ignore it, and it is impossible to have no influence at all.

He hesitated to ask the question, but he already got an answer with a high probability in advance.

"Mingchen?"

He Wenxuan was always very sensitive to some dangerous weapons, and when the cold muzzle of the gun was pointed at his temple, his heart also cooled down.

"I don't want to shoot you."

Holding a black and cold gun in his hand, Ming Chen slid the muzzle of the gun to He Wenxuan's chest, and he could feel He Wenxuan's beating heart with the hand holding the gun.

There was a slightly apologetic smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, Ming Chen raised his hand and gently stroked He Wenxuan's cheek, with a refined and gentle voice: "Wenxuan, I need you to send me out."

"what is this?"

"A little bomb."

"...where did you get it?"

"I have my own way to get the bomb, and I have a way to get out of here." Putting the gun away, Ming Chen put a golden bracelet on He Wenxuan's wrist firmly, and he took He Wenxuan's hand to look at it. Kan smiled and said, "This is specially customized by me. It looks good on you."

He turned his head and kissed He Wenxuan on the cheek, and the latter suddenly hugged him and bit his lips, a kiss full of emotional venting, like the cold rain hitting a flower branch in a stormy night, depressing And full of struggling pain.

Ming Chen didn't refuse the kiss, and let the man bite his lips.

Mingchen pointed a gun at He Wenxuan's heart and put on a special explosive bracelet for this man. The whole process was as quiet as if the world was immersed in sea water. His hands didn't shake, and He Wenxuan didn't say a word.

It was as if this scene had been expected.

All the beautiful flavors are shattered one by one, in front of my eyes, the reality is cruel.

Looking back on the past, there have always been many suspicious details, didn't He Wenxuan see it?He saw it all, he saw it in his eyes, and he remembered it in his heart. He piled up these small flaws one after another in an inconspicuous corner of his heart, and covered them with layers of oilcloth.

Seeing Ming Chen pointing a gun at himself, calmly and gently putting on the bracelet that could kill him, Ming Chen was very calm, and He Wenxuan was also very quiet.

"Why don't you think I will really let you go?" He Wenxuan looked at the man in front of him.

Touching his bitten lips lightly with his fingers, Mingchen smiled, like a white epiphyllum blooming in the night, beautiful, cold, and fleeting: "Just answer your question, relying on any One person is not as reliable as relying on oneself, even if you are willing to let me go, He Hongxue will not agree."

"I still like your He Wenxuan," Ming Chen stood up under He Wenxuan's watchful eyes. The man who was still in a wheelchair during the day could walk freely like a normal person despite the pain, lowering his head to cover his eyes With a fleeting discomfort, Ming Chen hooked his fingers at He Wenxuan, "As I said, we will meet again after we leave this time. For the sake of taking care of me before, I am happy to put myself I will tell you my identity."

"You are the first person to know who I am." Seeing that He Wenxuan was still sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at himself, Ming Chen said impatiently, "What are you doing sitting, come and help me, you should take me Get out of here, don't act rashly, I don't want to kill you, He Wenxuan."

"Aren't you Mingchen?" He Wenxuan still went to support this man who loves to be brave, "I can push you out with a wheelchair, don't worry about my tricks, I don't want to be poisoned to death after falling out of love, This is so depressing."

Ming Chen couldn't help laughing, he liked He Wenxuan's humor when facing the bleak reality, although it sounded pitiful.

"I'm the person you've been looking for." Ming Chen asked He Wenxuan to help him go out, and as he walked, he said a secret that shouldn't be so plain in an ordinary tone, it sounded like he was saying, Hey, He Wenxuan, there is a little bug outside the house.

Not funny at all.