perfect life

After dinner and drink, Chen Qiran threw the bowl into the automatic dishwasher, went to the room and took out underwear, cashmere sweaters, cashmere coats, scarves, gloves, thick shoes that He Zihan had worn before, and even found out a pair of shoes that he used to wear. America brought back hats.

After He Zihan was wrapped tightly by him inside and out, up and down, he was held by hand and went out together.

Before going out, He Zihan was still curious about where Chen Qiran was taking him, and while walking, he suddenly realized that it was the way back to the house he rented.

"Chen Qiran."

"Huh? Why didn't you leave?"

"When did you know I lived there?"

He Zihan didn't speak too much tone, Chen Qiran was worried that he thought he had found everything and didn't go to him earlier, so he hurriedly explained: "This morning, when I brought you out from Chu Zhiang, The people sent by Uncle Zhang found out."

"Oh."

After He Zihan finished speaking, he just walked with his head down. Chen Qiran couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart, but carefully grasped He Zihan's hand through the thick gloves.

The two of them walked in the snow-white night, because they wore thick equipment similar to hiking shoes, even if they stepped on the snow with a snow accumulation of about 10cm, it was like walking on flat ground.

Even though it had just snowed, there were still many pedestrians on the street under the night curtain. He Zihan watched the people coming and going on the street, and it seemed that everyone was excited about this rare heavy snow.

Many girls held their boyfriends' arms and said, "It's so good that it's snowing! It's so good!" while shaking their boyfriends' arms excitedly.

Chen Qiran walked beside He Zihan, just walked with him silently, without any unnecessary words.

It was very quiet between the two of them, as if the bustle around them had nothing to do with them, they were just aliens traveling through this time and space, walking their own paths.

"It seems... I have never seen snow here since I was a child."

After an unknown amount of time, He Zihan said something slowly.

Because he spoke suddenly and the outside temperature was too low, there was a lot of white gas when he spoke, which was particularly abrupt in the night.

Chen Qiran said lightly: "If you like, we can go to a place with snow every year to see the snow and soak in the hot spring."

Fearing that He Zihan would be cold, he took off his scarf and put it around He Zihan's neck.

"Hey, I've already made a circle, why do you..."

"I'm fine. It's colder in America than here. I haven't even worn a scarf. Look at you, your nose is red from the cold."

Two scarves were wrapped around his neck, his own body temperature and Chen Qiran's body temperature were superimposed, as if his body was also superimposed.

This pink association made He Zihan couldn't help but blush.

Chen Qiran tidied up the scarf for him, and helped him pull down the hat to make sure that his ears were covered in the hat.

"What's wrong?" Chen Qiran asked curiously when he saw He Zihan's flushed face.

"It's nothing, it's fine, wearing two scarves, how silly..."

He Zihan muttered softly, he knew it was useless to say anything.

Chen Qiran, if he wants to give you something, it's useless for you to refuse it.

Fortunately, the rented house was not very far from Chen Qiran's apartment, and he arrived within a short walk.

Chen Qiran took the key from He Zihan's hand, opened the door and entered.

At that moment, Chen Qiran suddenly regretted why he had to pack his luggage with He Zihan himself - he couldn't stand the situation inside.

The house had a musty smell typical of rainy weather.

In the space of only 10 square meters, it is dark and damp, and there is a strong dampness as soon as you enter the room-this year, things in C City are extremely cold and humid. In this house on the back side, the corners of the walls are thankful that there is no mold.

The wallpaper, yellowed due to age, was sparsely pasted on the walls, and the area near the ceiling had already fallen off.

There is only one squatting urinal in the bathroom, and there is a very old electric water heater not far away.

A 1-meter-wide single bed is placed in the corner, a glass tea table, two chairs, a simple bookcase, a plastic box that can barely store clothes, and a kettle and an electric pan are placed in the other corner.

Other than that, nothing superfluous.

This room is colder than the outside, and it is damp all year round. Even if there is a dryer, it cannot remove the moisture here.

Thinking that He Zihan lived in such a house for more than a year, thinking that he has survived nearly two winters without any heating tools...

Chen Qiran looked back at He Zihan, who didn't understand where his heavy eyes came from, and asked him what's wrong with his eyes blankly.

Chen Qiran didn't say anything, just quietly walked to the coffee table, sorted out some books that looked more important on it, and folded them into a pile.

I opened the plastic box again, and there were not many clothes in it—two summer T-shirts, one autumn sleeve shirt, two underwear, two pairs of socks, and nothing else.

Looking at these things, Chen Qiran saw He Zihan's life in the past year or so.

After finding him, after expressing my feelings to him, I actually entrusted him to the Chen family members in such a naive and ignorant manner, entrusting him to the Chen family members to take care of him with complete peace of mind...

This is simply, simply the biggest mistake in his life!

The nails of Chen Qiran's other hand in his pocket were embedded in his palm, and all the suffering He Zihan suffered was because of him.

If it wasn't because of his feelings for He Zihan, He Zihan would never have been bullied by the old lady Chen, nor would he have fallen to such a state, and he would not have to live in such a bad environment...

Even if He Zihan lived in the small shack in the past, it would be better than living here.

At least, there, he doesn't have to worry about the rent, and it's not dark and humid all the year round, so he won't be in danger of suffering from rheumatism.

Thinking of these, and thinking of the suffering He Zihan suffered because of himself, Chen Qiran panicked.

Just as Chen Qiran was deeply blaming himself, He Zihan walked over from behind.

He didn't say anything, just pulled Chen Qiran up from the ground, looked at him with firm eyes and said: "Don't blame yourself, these have nothing to do with you, everyone has their own way of doing things, in the past There are many people who are more difficult than me.”

"Zihan, I made you suffer." Chen Qiran's eyes were full of pain, and He Zihan felt uncomfortable in his eyes.

"Don't say that, it's actually nothing. Over the years, I'm used to this kind of life, but it's actually nothing, you don't need... um..."

Chen Qiran couldn't listen anymore, so he could only use his own kiss to stop He Zihan's mouth that wanted to explain more.

Every time he said a word, Chen Qiran felt that his heart was cut too much.

He Zihan's poor health has something to do with living in such a terrible house.

The kiss was not deep, Chen Qiran tasted it lightly, and quickly withdrew from He Zihan's mouth.

He Zihan gasped slightly after being kissed by him, a little surprised by Chen Qiran's sudden action, He Zihan wiped the corner of his mouth, and said sullenly: "Why do you kiss others so often, it's so strange."

Hearing him say this, Chen Qiran saw his slightly frowned brows, his whole face was full of vitality red due to nervousness and being kissed suddenly, so he really wanted to kiss him again.

However, there are more important things to do right now.

It took Chen Qiran a lot of effort to restrain himself from thinking about how to make out with He Zihan at this moment, today he just got an opportunity from He Zihan, a chance to try - that's all.

He Zihan didn't even say "love" to him.

He just gave each other a chance, this chance that he has been waiting for for many years, if he doesn't grasp it well this time, maybe he will never have it again in this life.

Chen Qiran quickly called Uncle Zhang and asked him to send two people and a car to move He Zihan's things in the house back to the apartment.

Seeing He Zihan sitting at the coffee table sullenly, Chen Qiran hurriedly asked Uncle Zhang to contact the landlord to settle the remaining rent - all the rent that could be refunded would be refunded, and it was all He Zihan's money, not a penny less.

He was afraid that He Zihan would ask to continue living here if he was a little late in ordering this matter - in that case, what's the point of coming back by himself?

Let He Zihan continue to live in such a place, let him live in such a terrible environment, let him have stomach ulcers and malnutrition, each of these crimes is a punishment for Chen Qiran - he did not take good care of him He Zihan.

He Zihan was sitting by the tea table without taking his gloved hands out of them. He just sat there quietly with his head down and his eyes didn't know where to look.

"Zihan, would you like to move back home?"

"No... I didn't say it was bad, but why do I have to move back? Actually... People like me can only live in such a place, can't we?"

"Who said you can only live in such a place?! You have to go back and live with me! If you live in this kind of place for a long time, what problems do you have?! Stomach ulcers and malnutrition are not enough? You also have rheumatism and joints Flame?!"

As Chen Qiran spoke, he pulled He Zihan to go outside, but He Zihan stood where he was, no matter how he pulled him, he just stood still.

"Stop making trouble, go home, it's too cold here, you'll catch a cold."

"Chen Qiran...you don't understand me, you can't understand my life. For a person like you, you are used to being well-clothed, living in a luxurious apartment and living a comfortable life, but I am not used to it. I have been Living in such a place, I have come here since I was a child, there is no need to move away from here, there is no need at all!"

He Zihan finished speaking in one breath, gasping for breath because he had consumed a lot of air.

Seeing Chen Qiran standing at the door expressionlessly, neither leaving nor going back, He Zihan was annoyed by his "incomprehensible" expression, took off his gloves, and then began to undo his scarf again.

Chen Qiran didn't know what he was going to do, strode back to him, pressed his hand that was starting to unbutton his coat, and knit his brows together, "You want to live here, yes, I'll move here and live with you."