In the golden cage

To ask Li Chen to list Ji Shaoting's good things, many of them are gentle, kind, and considerate, he can use a lot of adjectives to pile on Ji Shaoting, so rich that they all become decorations.

But to ask Li Chen what he loves about Ji Shaoting, whether he can choose one of Ji Shaoting's most fatally attractive qualities, whether he has the most exciting moment... Questions such as these are all unsolvable.

Because Ji Shaoting's existence itself is a kind of gift to Li Chen.

He and Ji Shaoting are a whole divided into two halves, so the first time he saw him, the destined love came.

Li Chen was once afraid of the randomness of meeting Ji Shaoting: driving past a street light at night in early summer.He imagined more than once that if, just in case, he changed his way at that time, it would be impossible for him to meet Ji Shaoting.

And the ruthless years ignored this miss, and went on without returning until the end of life.When he lay on his dying bed and looked back on his life, he would never understand why he had everything but nothing.

Li Chen was so panicked by the hypothetical consequences that he wanted to hold on to Ji Shaoting tightly, like holding a bird, for fear that he would fly away if he let go.

I was so scared, afraid of getting sick, and even thought that even if he died, Ji Shaoting would have to die in his palm.

So he tore, ripped and cut Ji Shaoting's clothes so roughly, every wound was the despair of dying together.

But now he hugged Ji Shaoting tightly, and three words appeared in his mind: It's okay.

Even if he can't meet Ji Shaoting at that time, it doesn't matter, because they are a natural pair, no matter where they are scattered, they can find each other along the red line of fate.

Not on that early summer night, but on an autumn afternoon, or a mid-spring morning, they would meet again anyway.Li Chen was full of confidence.

Ji Shaoting's eyebrow mole.

Li Chen gently pressed his fingertips against this ocher-red mole on the tail of the eyebrow. It was very eye-catching, and he paid attention to it the first time he saw it.

Because this is a warm reminder that belongs to him alone, Li Chen, to let him recognize that the owner of this mole is his destiny and his other half of the soul.

"Don't cry," Li Chen stroked the mole at the end of the eyebrow with his fingertips, reached the corner of Ji Shaoting's moist eyes, and coaxed softly, "Don't cry."

Ji Shaoting only cried harder.

How fragile a child's life is, it will melt in the palm of your hand.From childhood to adulthood, Ji Shaoting has witnessed countless deaths in the ward, and his natural empathy ability prevented him from being numb to it. Even with the passage of time, these wounds are still persistent and painful.

He has handled hundreds of cases and tried his best to pave a bright future for each child. Of course he is satisfied when he sees the results, but he has never felt more satisfied than this time when he faced Li Chen.

It was so strong that the word satisfaction was too shallow, and Ji Shaoting's whole heart was filled with bulging.

How should this feeling be described, so unpredictable, turbulent, scorching, full of flames and infinitely close to heaven, with nowhere to pour out.

Li Chen was still wiping Ji Shaoting's tears awkwardly, but Ji Shaoting looked at him as if he was the only one in the world, then Ji Shaoting grabbed Li Chen's wrist and stopped his movements.

Li Chen's doubtful Ting Ting came to his mouth, and before he could even utter half a syllable, his doubts were sealed away by two soft lips.

His eyes widened.

Ji Shaoting is kissing him.

Self-taught, instinctively, licking his lips and teeth, pushing the tip of his tongue in.

Li Chen's consciousness was completely empty, and Ji Shaoting's kiss was extremely gentle, while the hug was full of familiar ferocity. The entanglement was so tight that the boundaries of their bodies merged. From then on, they became complete and shared the same spirit.

Li Chen slowly closed his eyes, his right hand fell into Ji Shaoting's soft hair, and began to return a lingering deep kiss.

Hugged and poured into the clothes.

Ji Shaoting put his arms around Li Chen's neck, lying on the ground in rags, and finally understood what the bulging feeling that filled his heart was: it was the thing that had always dominated Li Chen's words and deeds. An irresistible, irresistible love.

And from now on, it will also take over Ji Shaoting's thoughts and actions.

His timidity, cowardice, and self-doubt hidden in his heart were all healed because of Li Chen.

It turned out that he, Ji Shaoting, was not an outsider who could do nothing but be full of apologies, or a greenhouse flower that was too well protected by his family.He is capable, he can save a person and help him gain a second life.

And at the same time, he will also be redeemed: Li Chen rescued him from the sense of incompetence that had haunted him since he was a child, no matter how much he worked with children.

They were entwined, bones were bumping together, and they kissed hard.

It seems that there is nothing else in the world except this one thing.

There was a pile of clothes under Ji Shaoting's body, each piece was wrinkled with their kissing movements.And Ji Shaoting hugged Li Chen like a vine wrapped around a tree, hugging him tightly, until he separated, he would tear off a layer of Li Chen's skin.

Then Ji Shaoting understood why Li Chen likes to send clothes.

Because clothes are another layer of skin that sticks to people's growth, and they are another layer of human body for a period of time. Giving clothes is another form of hug.They were originally one body that was taken apart, and they found each other with great difficulty. Of course, they wished that they would never be separated and hug each other every moment. Clothes can fulfill Li Chen's wish.

So all the questions were answered, and every corner of the truth became clear.Why Ji Shaoting gave Li Chen a second chance back then was not because of pity, not because he wanted Li Chen to atone for his sins, but because he himself wanted to be saved, but because of the advent of love.