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Tian Dongbao sent Zhu Nanjiang home and left.

He wanted to take this opportunity to be courteous and make a breakthrough in the relationship between the two, but the blind doorman in the other party's house was not very friendly to him.Especially the one-eyed one, with a gloomy look in its eyes, it stood silently towards the door, with the words "this place is not suitable to stay for a long time" written all over its face.

After Tian Dongbao left, Zhu Nanjiang asked the blind man to put a tub of bath water for him as usual, then locked the door, took off his clothes and pants and lay down in the water.

The hot water eased the pain in his body and covered up his shame.He reached under his body and gently pulled out the contents of his body amid suffocating soreness.Hot water was poured into the opening that hadn't been fully closed. He held his breath and continued to stir, trying to use the hot water to clean up the remaining mucus and pulp residue with his fingers.

Dirty, really dirty.

He stretched his legs on the edge of the bathtub, regardless of the pain tormenting that fragile place, but he still couldn't get rid of the nausea in his heart.What is disgusting is not the thing itself, but Sakura's grin and vicious voice when playing with herself.

- Eat!I'll feed you, don't you want it?

Gradually, he didn't know the severity of the attack, the nail scratched the intestinal tract, bringing out a little bloodshot, and the wound that had begun to heal during the pulling also opened again.

It was a slender knife wound near the backyard, which was accidentally scratched when the other party used a fruit knife to shave his pubic hair.

At first, he was afraid and struggled desperately, but he was "accidentally" cut into the flesh, but fortunately it was not in an important part.Afterwards, he became obedient, no matter how afraid he was, he dared not move an inch, and let the other party use a heavy fruit knife for peeling pears to shave himself into a mess.That's not shaving, it's cutting, pulling and cutting!

This time he was completely humiliated from the inside out.He felt defiled, dirty, ugly and shameless.If the hair underneath doesn't grow back to its original shape, even if he wants to find someone to sleep with, he won't dare to take off his pants casually.

This is worse than being forcibly caught in bed, because the other party is not venting their desires, but purely playing with themselves.

The blind man thought that the master would be the same as the previous few times. After washing, he told him to go in and wipe his body. However, he waited for a long time at the door before he received an order: "Bring me the suit on the sofa and just put it on the floor. You come back." Go home and rest."

The blind man did as he was told, and then quietly stepped aside.After 2 minutes, Zhu Nanjiang opened the door and took the clothes in. Even though he only stretched out one arm and half of his shoulder, the blind man noticed the injury on his body sharply.

Do you want to get medicine?He thought, but if the master doesn't say it, he doesn't want to let himself know. What the master doesn't want to let himself know, he shouldn't know.

It's not that Zhu Nanjiang didn't want the blind man to know that he planned to take the medicine, but he ran out of time.It was eight o'clock in the evening, and at nine o'clock he had to go to Baoshan Road to meet Wen Changling, which was agreed on the phone four or five days ago.

When Sakura struck, the wound was not very deep, but almost every piece of skin was scratched, even if there was no bleeding, the pain was still unbearable.After soaking in hot water just now, the wound has swelled up, and if you don’t apply the medicine as soon as possible, it will definitely become inflamed. Unfortunately, it’s too late, so you can only cover it with clothes first, and let the blind man help you apply the medicine when you come back later.

This was the last time the two met before Wen Changling left.Most of the materials, books and staff of the Press have been sent to Chongqing by boat in batches, and people from Hong Kong have also been sent to direct the evacuation.This time, Wen Changling took the manager and librarian on a smuggling boat from the south, and set off from the concession pier three days later.

Wen Changling handed over the prepared documents and boat tickets to Zhu Nanjiang, and asked him to take Yu Shankun's cargo ship to Chongqing early next month with the employees evacuated from Hong Kong.

"Don't worry about the rest. Hong Kong won't be able to finish the withdrawal for a while. From now on, you can only take one step at a time. Come here first, and follow the staff after disembarking. I will pick you up."

"Understood, brother, don't worry." Zhu Nanjiang took the ID and looked at it twice, "That's all? What did I ask you for?"

"Oh, I almost forgot." Wen Changling took out another envelope from his pocket, "It's nothing else, I didn't take a few photos at first."

Inside the envelope is a black and white half-length photo, which was taken more than ten years ago, and it took a long time to find this one.Because Zhu Nanjiang said that this was the first time the two were separated, he would miss him, and when he missed him, he had to look at the photos.

"You're really making a fuss out of a molehill, and we've only been parted for half a month."

"It's the first time you've been so far away from me."

"Even in Shanghai, don't we always see each other?"

"That's different, how big is Shanghai!" Zhu Nanjiang opened the envelope and glanced at it, then closed it carefully and stuffed it into his pocket, "You also know that we will never see each other? Then you know, I think you have thought about it." How hard is it?"

"The situation is compelling."

"I didn't see you take the initiative to find me when we could meet before."

"I..." Wen Changling felt that this was wrong. He was not as heartless as the other party said, and he had no choice but to see him back then.

However, Zhu Nanjiang didn't give him a chance to refute, so he raised his legs and sat on him and hugged him tightly: "Brother, you said you loved me last time, do you still love me now?"

Wen Changling hugged his back and pressed him in his arms, but he didn't speak.

Whether he loves it or not, in fact, he has never seriously thought about it.He has lived for nearly 40 years, and he has spent half his life working for a printing factory. He has never had a love affair, and he has never had a woman he likes, and the only one who has always been on his heart is Zhu Nanjiang.

But if it is said that caring is love, it doesn't seem to be all the same.Because he also cared about other people, friends, comrades, and relatives, although no one cared about wishing Nanjiang the same way, which made him feel so happy and sad, and his heart and mind were haggard.

So, what exactly is love?

They had joined together a long, long time ago, and he didn't resent this kind of touch, he wanted to hug him, and seeing the other person's happy face because of his little response, he would be happy too.

In the beginning, he approached him just to make him happy!The little boy sat alone in the shadows, with a sad face, and even spoke in a low voice and timidly.He sat beside him chatting with him, brought him snacks, and saw a smile gradually appear on his gloomy face.He laughed, so he laughed too.When it was such a simple and happy time, that was all he wanted.

It's a pity that God seems to be against them. So many things have happened, and fate has washed them away like a torrent. Just thinking about them has become so bitter and tiring.

If this is love, then they love too hard.

The author says:

There is another chapter in the evening ~ can I have a comment or a starfish if I am diligent (????????)