Unbearable

Ji Zhonghan shook off Feng Qi's hand vigorously, he didn't pay attention to which hand Feng Qi was holding him, and when he shook it off, he found that the hand was covered with a waterproof bandage.

Does this person not know pain?

Ji Zhonghan's lips moved, but he still didn't say anything, and turned to leave in silence.

And Feng Qi didn't hold him back, just cast his gaze on his back, so persistent, so persistent that Ji Zhonghan could feel the enthusiasm.

He straightened his back and walked away without looking back.

This unhappy conversation not only did not have any effect, but also made Ji Zhonghan's mood extremely bad.

After he returned to the room, he walked from the floor-to-ceiling windows to the balcony, stood calmly for a long time, and then lit a cigarette.

It seems that after meeting Feng Qi again, he smokes much more frequently.

Feng Qi always made him upset and flustered. Just the existence of this person could bring him to the verge of losing control.

Uninterrupted provocation, relentless release of hatred, paranoid entanglement.

Ji Zhonghan didn't even know what Feng Qi wanted to do.Or, as Feng Qi said, he hoped that he would get out of the country and never come back.

Yes, go away.

At least that's how Ji Zhonghan understood it. Everything that Feng Qi did now, Ji Zhonghan could understand that Feng Qi was forcing him to leave.

Because Feng Qi really hated him so much that...he didn't even want to see him.

Ji Zhonghan squatted down and buried his face in his arms.

He stared at the lit cigarette, the smoke hovered in the air like a dark cloud, and it was like the weather when he went abroad eight years ago.

Going abroad was decided on a temporary basis, and everything was in chaos. Ji Guangping found a relationship to expedite the visas for him and Mei Yuling.

Mei Yuling is not a full-time wife, she has her own job, she is a piano teacher.

But this is Ji Guangping's request, and also Ji Guangping's only condition, which is to go abroad.

So Mei Yuling agreed, she chose to resign, and persuaded Ji Zhonghan to go with her.

That was not the first time Ji Zhonghan saw Mei Yuling crying in front of him, she was a beautiful woman, and she had many suitors when she was young, rich and powerful, everywhere.

But she chose the tall and handsome Ji Guangping. She told Ji Zhonghan countless times that her mother is the love of marriage.

Ji Zhonghan believed it.

And when Mei Yuling cried and begged Ji Zhonghan to go abroad with them, she still said: "I really love your father."

Ji Zhonghan discovered for the first time that he could be so indifferent, he even wanted to laugh out loud.

But in front of Mei Yuling, he still nodded in agreement.

Feeling relieved, Mei Yuling took his hand and made a lot of promises, and also told Ji Zhonghan a lot about the wonderful life he would have after going abroad.

In the end, she even reached out and hugged her son, just like every time when she was young, she hugged Ji Zhonghan like this.

Perhaps because of this, Ji Zhonghan had to agree.

He looked at his wrist in Mei Yuling's arms, there were still fingerprints there, it had been several days, and it still hadn't dissipated.

It didn't take long for the visa to come down. When Ji Zhonghan went to the airport, the sky was very gloomy.

It was the rainy season at that time, and it was always raining. The dreary weather made people feel that they couldn't breathe even if they looked at it.

The weather was slightly cold, so Ji Zhonghan wore long sleeves for many days, even at home without taking them off.

Ji Guangping and Mei Yuling were busy with their work here, and no one noticed anything wrong with him.

On the other side of the school, Ji Guangping went to handle the dropout.

He only told Lin Xiaoyan that he was leaving, but he didn't tell anyone else.

Among these others, Feng Qi was included.

So when Feng Qi appeared at the airport, Ji Zhonghan was shocked and stunned.

The family left quietly, with no intention of letting others know.

How did Feng Qi know about it?

Ji Guangping looked at Feng Qi, and then at his son.

He sighed, and patted Ji Zhonghan on the shoulder: "Go."

Ji Zhonghan resisted a little, but Ji Guangping still said: "Anyway, we are friends for so many years, let's bid farewell."

After finishing speaking, Ji Guangping pushed Ji Zhonghan to come forward, turned to look for Mei Yuling, and gave the space to the two children.

Ji Zhonghan stood straight on the spot, he didn't get close to Feng Qi, and Feng Qi looked at him from afar.

Two people are not like friends for many years, and the distance between them is not a few steps, but a deep gap between them.

It was Feng Qi who walked towards him first, the helmet in his hand and the windshield had a cracked mark on it for some reason.

There were large areas of water stains on the black skin and black trousers, which made the clothes darker.

Feng Qi's lips turned pale, but he lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for a week.

When he took a step forward, Ji Zhonghan took a step back. His panic and defense were visible to the naked eye.

Finally, Feng Qi stopped a few steps away.

His voice was hoarse, pleading: "Don't go."

Ji Zhonghan only felt that a hand grabbed his throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe smoothly, and all the sourness and sadness rushed up.

He had to endure it as hard as he could to make himself red-eyed.

Feng Qi was still talking, his voice was so low, and he begged like that: "I won't force you anymore, it was my fault."

"Zhonghan, don't leave, please."

Ji Zhonghan took a deep breath, he finally mustered up the courage to look at Feng Qi, and wanted to say that it was impossible.

Things have come to this point, and there is no turning back.

But after he saw Feng Qi's face clearly, he was still stunned because Feng Qi was crying.

When he found out that Ji Zhonghan had lied to him, and when he saw Ji Zhonghan and Wen Yuan coming out of the same hotel, Feng Qi didn't even cry.

He was angry and forced Ji Zhonghan to prove that he didn't like Wen Yuan and women.

At that time, Feng Qi still had emotions, like a raging fire.

Now the fire was completely out, leaving only gray embers.

Tears welled up on Feng Qi's expressionless face.

He whispered to Ji Zhonghan: "It was my fault, you should stay."

"As long as you stay, I don't blame you for everything."

"You want to be a brother, I will be your forever brother, you want to be with Wen Yuan..."

Speaking of this, Feng Qi was still struggling, even his voice trembled, as if this fact made him extremely painful, so painful that he couldn't even maintain his superficial calm.

But he said it anyway: "I'm not going to stop you anymore."

"You like her so much, just stay with her." Feng Qi said.

Ji Zhonghan lowered his head, but he still didn't say anything.

Feng Qi stepped forward, grabbed his hand and wanted to say something.

However, Ji Zhonghan raised his hand and pushed the person away forcefully, his face turned pale the moment Feng Qi touched him, and he couldn't hide the resistance on his face.

Feng Qi looked disheartened, he was pushed so unsteadily by Ji Zhonghan, the helmet in his hand fell and fell to the ground.

The already shattered helmet, after experiencing another impact, the windshield mirror was completely shattered, as if their relationship could never go back.

This helmet was a gift from Ji Zhonghan to Feng Qi.

Since Feng Qi received it, he hasn't used it for a day.

And now, it's broken.

Ji Zhonghan's ankle was splashed with debris, causing a slight tingling pain.

He said almost without nostalgia for Feng Qi: "Goodbye, Feng Qi."

After finishing speaking, Ji Zhonghan wanted to leave, he was afraid that if he stayed, he would not be able to help revealing more emotions in front of Qi Qi.

He had already walked a few steps, but was stopped by Feng Qi, who was calling him by name.

He turned his head and met Feng Qi's red eyes.

Feng Qi said: "Don't go, I will really hate you if you go."

In the past rainy night, Feng Qi also said that he hated him.

At that time, Feng Qi might not be sincere, but now Ji Zhonghan can see that Feng Qi is serious.

He would really hate him.

Feng Qi saw Ji Zhonghan turning his head back, saw the hesitation in his eyes clearly, Feng Qi's lips barely raised, he stretched out his hands to Ji Zhonghan, hoping that Ji Zhonghan would come back.

Just like every time they quarrel, as long as Feng Qi reaches out and hugs Ji Zhonghan, they can reconcile.

But Ji Zhonghan didn't come back, he just said softly, seemingly indifferently: "You hate me."

"Because...we won't see each other again."

Even now, Ji Zhonghan feels that Feng Qi's thinking is too naive.

His family will go abroad for things decided by adults, how could he stay alone.

What's more, his relationship with Feng Qi would not allow him to stay.

Why did Feng Qi think that the him at that time would return to his arms.

Since the cigarette hadn't been smoked for a long time, a piece of ash fell and splashed on the ground.

Looking at the piece of soot, Ji Zhonghan thought of many details inappropriately, and he thought of the helmet again.

When he was waiting for the security check, he found the remaining blood on his hands dully.

The blood wasn't his, it could only be someone else's.

Broken helmet, bad complexion, dark marks on black clothes.

Ji Zhonghan ran back like crazy, neither Mei Yulin nor Ji Guangping called him to stop.

His heart was pounding, and his mind was praying that nothing would happen to Feng Qi.

But when he returned to the place where Feng Qi called him to stop, Feng Qi was nowhere to be seen.

When he asked the people nearby if they had seen Feng Qi, a girl said she had.

She said that the tall and handsome boy threw the helmet into the trash can and left.

Ji Zhonghan asked again, how did he look when he left, and whether he was injured.

The girl hesitated for a while: "Probably not, although the walk is a bit slow."

Only then did Ji Zhonghan breathe a sigh of relief, and then he hated himself for caring about Feng Qi instinctively.

The phone rang, it was Ji Guangping's call.

Ji Guangping asked him on the phone if he regretted it and didn't want to leave.

Ji Zhonghan walked back a few steps, but he didn't answer right away.

After a while, he stopped slightly and turned to the trash can that the girl pointed at just now.

He bent to open the cover, and pulled out the coffee-stained helmet.

Ji Zhonghan said to Ji Guangping on the phone: "No, Dad, I'll go with you."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Zhonghan hugged the helmet tightly, and looked back at the way he looked.

He has no regrets.

He won't regret it.