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Their hometown is far away from the capital.

Although Jiang Zhiqing brought Jiang Fei to live in the capital when he was very young, after his death, he was still buried in the cemetery of his hometown, together with his wife who died of dystocia.

It was raining when we got off the car, Jiang Fei had checked the weather forecast, and holding an umbrella, he and Jiang Zhen came to his father's tombstone.

Technology now allows people to cremate the bodies of loved ones after their death and store the ashes in a form of choice rather than burying them in a cemetery.

But Jiang Fei and the others are still willing to use the traditional method to keep their relatives, at least they can come back at any time to see, as if these relatives have not left yet.

Jiang Fei looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone, and the man wearing glasses smiled softly.

He whispered, "Dad, I'm here to see you."

Jiang Zhen also calmed down, his eyes were red, but his tone was very happy.

"Brother, Xiaofei and I - got up to see you."

"Did you know that Xiaofei is about to have a boyfriend, and more and more people will love Xiaofei in the future, so you don't have to worry so much anymore!"

He first reported the recent situation to Jiang Zhiqing in a rambling manner, and complained that the hospital was very busy and the patients being treated were difficult to deal with.

After almost finishing speaking, the sad look faded from his brow—somewhat.

He looked at Jiang Fei.

"Xiao Fei, I'm leaving first."

Jiang Fei nodded, watching him trot towards the other direction of the cemetery.

Jiang Zhen's lover is buried there.

The hazy rain covered Jiang Zhen's figure, and the surroundings were silent, only Jiang Fei was left alone.

He stared at Jiang Zhiqing's photo under the rain, and spoke slowly.

"Dad, I might be in a relationship."

After saying this, my heart is light.

He looked at the tombstone next door again, and there was no woman present in his memory, but she was always the mother who gave birth to Jiang Fei.

A slight smile appeared on Jiang Fei's face.

"Mom, when next year comes, I may not be--person."

"It's been too long since I've been away from you. My uncle has taken good care of me, but I've always lived by myself."

"I thought I would go on like this forever. I would not establish an intimate relationship with anyone. I would not follow the rules to marry and have children. I would not be tempted. I would always be a deserted person. But now, I feel it."

"I feel the warmth of someone approaching."

A lingering rain fell—all day.

Every time I went back to my hometown to go to the cemetery, Jiang Fei and Jiang Zhen would go together, but after seeing Jiang Zhiqing in the cemetery, they separated.

Because Jiang Zhen will spend more time here with his deceased lover, so Jiang Fei will go back first by himself.

Leaving the cemetery, Jiang Fei took an umbrella and took a taxi to another place.

This is the only place he is familiar with in this city, the cemetery and the bar.

The feeling of mourning his loved ones in the cemetery is too painful. Every time he comes back, he will be in a bad mood, just like continuous rainy days, and the squeezed rain will wet his heart, exuding a cold smell.

He doesn't usually drink much, but at this time, this day, he will take the initiative to go to the bar to get drunk.

The bars in small cities are a bit shabby, but the lazy music, thoughtful decoration and full drinks on the wine cabinet are enough for people to find a self-indulgent paradise here.

Jiang Fei habitually sat in the corner of the bar, drinking from cup to cup in silence.

There are not many customers in the bar on a rainy day, and they are sitting scattered.

Even if Jiang Fei sat in an unobtrusive position, his porcelain white and handsome face attracted a lot of attention when he first entered the door.

Those astonishing gazes turned into eager thoughts, and then came to strike up a conversation one after another.

Jiang Fei refused with a clear attitude, her cold face seemed indestructible.

But when the wine entered his belly, his cheeks flushed from the slightly spicy irritation, and his dark eyes softened a lot, turning into glistening water.

The person who always cited boldly stepped forward again, waiting for him to let go of his agreement at a certain moment of confusion.

Even if he is drunk, Jiang Fei will control it within the range of sobriety where he can escape completely.

But today, his mind is muddled, he doesn't want to think about anything, but he is not afraid, as if there is always something in his mind.

When the communication phone rang, Jiang Fei was stunned and connected slowly.

Gao Heng, "Jiang Fei?"

"....What's wrong?"

Gao Heng-Jing asked the answer that was much slower and vaguer than usual, "Where are you?"

"I'm at a bar, drinking."

His mind sank, Jiang Fei simply lay on his elbows, looked at Gao Heng's name displayed on the screen, poked it dully, and yelled softly.

"High horizontal."

A soft murmur was calling Gao Heng, he paused, and asked softly.

"I'm here. I'll come to see you, okay?"

Jiang Fei didn't speak for a long time, she seemed to be fascinated by the beautiful wine glass in front of her, and her eyes were a little dazed.

He was called softly again, and he bit his lip and whispered.

"Come here quickly, I'm a little cold."

"Okay, tell me where you are, I'll be there soon."

Gao Heng coaxed him to tell him the address without hanging up, as if he was looking for something to talk to, asking.

"Why do you suddenly want to drink?"

Jiang Fei was silent for a few seconds, mumbling like a rebellious child.

"I just want to drink."

Gao Heng laughed out loud, and the ending was also surprisingly gentle.

"Then I'll drink with you later, it doesn't matter if you're drunk, I'll take you home."

Come back home.

Jiang Fei couldn't remember where home was at the time, but as long as he thought of the word "go home", he felt much more at ease.

He closed his eyes, completely immersed in the rising drunkenness, and seemed to have fallen asleep peacefully.

In less than half an hour, Gao Heng strode into the bar, glanced at the location of Jiang Fei.

Seeing that there was no one else around him, Gao Heng's tense expression eased imperceptibly, and he walked straight over.

Jiang Fei huddled in the corner, lying on her stomach facing the wall, her white nape was particularly dazzling in the dark bar.

Gao Heng stood behind him and called him softly, "Jiang Fei."

After waiting for a while, Jiang Fei came back to his senses, sat up slowly, and turned to look at him.

Gao Heng has a momentary solidification.

There was a blush on the snow-white face, as if it contained the spirit of spring, those beautiful black eyes were shining brightly under the light of the bar, and the lips stained with wine were also wet and soft, making people want to kiss him.

Xu Shi was a little drunk, Jiang Fei looked at him very docilely, his gaze was like a lonely wild cat on the street, obedient and pitiful.

He whispered.

"cold."

Gao Heng's heart is about to melt.

He remained silent for a few seconds, clenched his fists, and his trembling fingertips slowly calmed down.

Love welling up in his heart overflowed from his eyes.

He took off his coat, approached Jiang Fei's body, and squeezed it tighter.

Greedy for the closeness at this moment, he didn't retreat immediately.

"It's raining today, and it's really a bit cold. I brought my own coat, and you can make it work by wearing it first."

The thick long coat wrapped in a tall and warm breath, completely enveloping Jiang Fei.

He was still looking at Gao Heng, seemed a little dissatisfied, a little sad, more of a grievance that he didn't realize.

He said it again.

"cold."

The bar was very warm, and he put on a tall coat again, so it stands to reason that he wouldn't feel cold anymore.

Gao Heng was also stunned.

"Is it still cold? Otherwise we—"

Jiang Fei lowered his head.

The thin body is huddled in the much larger coat, like a small blob seeking protection.

The thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, stained with water, they seemed to be about to cry, fragile and touching.

In an instant, Gao Heng understood as if he had been whipped by a whip.

He moved forward, getting as close as possible, and then silently hugged Jiang Fei in his arms.

The palm touched Jiang Feiling's back, and only after touching it did he find that he was trembling imperceptibly, Gao Heng stroked him softly, and his deep voice comforted him.

"It's not cold anymore."

In reality, they embraced each other for the first time.

Jiang Fei lay in his arms, pressing against his broad and powerful chest, and heard the beating of his heart.

The whole person is protected in the man's breath.

The cold rain, the empty cemetery, all the dampness and darkness are expelled, and Jiang Fei seems to be hiding in a safety island.

He murmured, "It's so warm."

Gao Heng - standing still.

He didn't know why Jiang Fei suddenly showed such helplessness, and why he finally allowed the hug.

He only knew and let Jiang Fei know that no matter when Jiang Fei needed him, he would come immediately and stay by Jiang Fei's side.

The speechless air seems to freeze, and the surrounding noise is far away.

The tall chin lightly pressed against his shoulder, greedily feeling every minute.

He couldn't stop trembling slightly, the uncontrollable joy and longing instinct were devouring his reason, and his violently beating heart was almost about to burst.

And he tightened his arms and hugged his sweetheart tightly.

His arm hurt a little, but Jiang Fei didn't say a word.

The sound of the rain disappeared, and he only heard Gao Heng's heartbeat, bang bang, bang bang.

As if he himself was the heart that kept Gao Heng alive.

After a while, he regained consciousness a little bit, raised his arm, and went to grab the wine glass on the table, but was restrained by Gao Heng's embrace.

Gao Heng relaxed a little, looking down at him, his tone returned to gentleness.

"I'll drink with you."

Jiang Fei nodded.

So Gao Heng let go of him, sat on the seat beside him, and asked the waiter to bring more wine.

— When alone, Jiang Fei dared not get drunk, but now with Gao Heng, he can feel free to get drunk as he pleases.

After drinking for a long time, he remembered a question.

"How...how did you come so fast?"

Gao Heng — had been looking at him all the time, and he was not guilty when asked, and said frankly.

"I miss you, so I can't help but come to you."

After asking the address of Jiang Fei's hometown in the morning, Gao Heng searched the cemeteries here, looking for them one by one.

He didn't find Jiang Fei, but saw Jiang Zhen in the cemetery.

After learning that Jiang Fei left alone first, he was a little worried, so he contacted Jiang Fei, so he hurried over.

Hearing this, Jiang Fei showed no surprise.

Even if Gao Heng told him that he had followed him since he left home, he still felt that this was a very normal thing.

He has already felt it, and is used to the high and hot love.

He became more drunk, his whole body felt a little hot, and his heart beat a little faster.

Jiang Fei licked her lips and whispered.

"Let's go."

Gao Heng drank some with him, but he was still awake. Hearing this, he helped him to stand up and asked in a low voice.

"It's too late today, can you go back to the capital tomorrow?"

Jiang Fei nodded slightly.

He couldn't stand still, and he didn't want to be carried on his back in public, so he staggered to the bar door and got into the car by himself.

Gao Heng went around and sat in the driver's seat.

This is the car he rented at the traffic station. After starting it, he searched for nearby hotels, found a five-star hotel and drove there.

Entering the main road, driving slowly on the empty street after the rain, the interior of the car is silent and warm.

He couldn't help but glance at the co-pilot.

Jiang Fei leaned her head on the back of the chair, already drunk and a little sleepy, her eyes half closed.

Gao Heng didn't dare to look at the blushing face, and if he looked at it again, he would uncontrollably pounce on it.

want to kiss him.

Gao Heng opened the window, trying to use the cold wind to wake up his boiling desire.

Jiang Fei didn't speak halfway, but when he was about to arrive at the hotel, he suddenly said something out of nowhere.

"I promise."

The voice as thin as a mosquito was like talking in a dream, and it was a bit slow and vague, but Gao Heng could hear it clearly.

His heart skipped a beat, he clenched the steering wheel, stared straight ahead, and asked softly after a while.

"Jiang Fei, what did you just say?"

Jiang Fei had closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

But he spoke again, speaking slowly, clearly, and with one word at a time.

"Gao Heng, I promise to associate with you."

Gao Heng almost stepped on the brakes.

It took him a few seconds to slow down and pull over to the side of the road.

There was a moment of blankness in his mind, he stared at Jiang Fei short of breath, his voice was a little unsteady, some kind of deep emotion that had been suppressed for too long poured out slowly in front of the huge ecstasy.

"really?"

He went to hold Jiang Fei's hand, stroking his knuckles very lightly, as long as Jiang Fei - exerted force, he would retract his hand.

But he held Gao Heng instead, and the thin white knuckles dug into his fingers, embedded.

Jiang Fei's voice was muffled.

"If you don't want to, then forget it."

"No, it can't be counted."

Gao Heng smiled belatedly, unbuckled his seat belt, and leaned closer.

"I heard it all. You said you agreed to associate with me, Jiang Fei, I'm so happy."

He didn't dare to push his limits, he just put his forehead against Jiang Fei's grind.

The warm breath smoked Jiang Fei's cheeks, he opened his eyes, his watery eyes tried to focus on Gao Heng's face, and saw his genuine smile.

His thin red lips moved slightly, and he whispered in an inaudible, shy voice.

"I'm dating, so I allow you to kiss me, hug me..."

"I allow you to do anything to me."

Gao Heng's pupils shrank suddenly.

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