Chapter 56 My Meaning is that you enter V three-in-one 10,000-word drop!

Chen Song placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, opened a bottle of wine and poured it on the grave. He stood there in silence, feeling a sense of bitterness in his heart for no reason.

He suddenly felt the urge to smoke, so he placed his hand in his trouser pocket and felt it; it was flat. He hadn't brought any cigarettes with him in the car, so he gave up the idea.

The night deepened, wiping out the last glimmer of moonlight from the tombstone. The deep mountains were pitch black. Chen Song pulled out his phone. It was already past ten o'clock, and he had unknowingly been here for nearly two hours. In those two hours, he had recalled so many things from the past, so many dark and gray memories, so overwhelming. It was time to say goodbye.

Chen Song turned on his flashlight, a narrow beam of light illuminating the steps down the mountain in the darkness. He took each step carefully and calmly, making his way out of the cemetery. Without the accidents and dangers Lu Yuan had mentioned, he arrived safely at his parking spot.

This is Lushui Mountain, a cemetery for the surrounding countryside. On the day of burial, relatives carry the ashes of the deceased all the way from their homes to the cemetery, no matter how far the distance.

Chen Song had attended his grandparents' funerals, but not Chen Shengping's. Chen Shengping's funeral was simple, even simpler than in town, aside from being buried in a mountain cemetery. Chen Song had fallen into a fever and was in a coma; when he woke up, the funeral was already over.

Logically speaking, he should have carried Chen Shengping's urn from home and walked for three or four hours to the cemetery. According to the feudal etiquette of the village, he would definitely wake him up. At the very least, he would postpone the funeral until he recovered.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the way Gu Xingjue held an umbrella for him in front of the tombstone. Chen Song paused as he tried to open the car door. Could it be because he had stopped him?

Chen Song was in such a bad condition at the time that he would not have been able to walk such a long distance.

Chen Song lowered his eyes slightly for a moment, opened the car door, got in, and started the car.

The mountain road was rugged, but it had seen a lot of development in recent years, and at least streetlights were installed, so it wasn't too dark to see the road ahead. Chen Song didn't plan to go back to his village home to stay overnight, so he planned to drive directly back to Yile.

Since Yu Li's phone call that night, the creditors haven't come knocking on the door again. Chen Songcun's savings are enough to cover the down payment for a car, and it won't affect his living expenses or installment payments.

The performance of this commuter car is average, and it was bumpy all the way. There was a huge circular pit halfway up the mountain, and it was a bit difficult to go up the mountain. It was still a bit difficult to get past it this time. After finally driving past it, the car suddenly stalled, and it didn't move at all after restarting it several times.

Chen Song frowned and sat in the car in silence for a moment. He couldn't be so... unlucky.

The car... threw it away...

Chen Song didn't know exactly what had gone wrong. In desperation, he called the insurance company, who said they'd arrive as soon as possible. But Chen Song didn't hold out much hope, believing it would take at least an hour.

The car stopped before the bend. There were no fences or trees along the road, only a few patches of weeds. Looking out, I could see the village and fields in the distance. The bright moonlight made the night beautiful.

The car was too stuffy, so Chen Song took off his suit jacket, took his cigarette case and lighter, got out of the car and walked to the edge of the intersection. The evening breeze was very cool and the air was fresh.

Chen Song opened the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then he bowed his hands to avoid the wind and lit the cigarette. The sparks spread across the tobacco and smoke filled the air.

Chen Song stood for a long time, burning through three cigarettes. His waist was aching from standing all day.

As he bent down, the lighter slipped out of his breast pocket and fell on a broken branch at the bottom of the cliff.

Chen Song looked down at the unfathomable cliff, pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, then decided to bend over to pick it up. He moved his legs carefully, but just as he leaned over, he heard a panicked cry: "Chen Song!"

Chen Song's body froze. He was stunned for a moment and when he turned around, his body had crashed into a large embrace. His whole body was tightly restrained and he took several steps back.

"No, don't do this, don't do this again!" The man's voice was excited and high-pitched, with a bitter plea.

He hugged Chen Song too tightly, as if he wanted to crush his bones and rub them into his body, strangling Chen Song so that he could not move and could not look up to see who it was.

But you can tell who he is just by his voice.

Gu Xingjue rubbed Chen Song's hair over and over again. Chen Song could feel his hands trembling. The brush of his thickly calloused fingertips against his scalp sent a tingling sensation like an electric current that went straight to his heart. His heart beat rapidly for a moment before returning to its normal state.

Chen Song's ears were pressed against his chest. The sound of his heartbeat was so loud through his thin shirt, beating against his eardrums like a drum. The hot blood on his skin burned Chen Song's cheeks, making him want to escape. As he tried to struggle, a hot tear dripped down his face.

Chen Song slowly opened his eyes. Is it raining...?

Gu Xingjue refuted Chen Song's guess with his suppressed sobs.

Rainwater is cold, only tears are hot.

"You..." Chen Song blinked lightly, "Why are you crying..."

Gu Xingjue was very happy to hear Chen Song's voice, but this made his suppressed emotions burst out. With tears in his eyes, he said in a trembling voice, "Because...you don't want me anymore."

Chen Song's heart was pricked by a tiny needle. His thin lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that Chen Song was silent again, he hurriedly explained: "I mean, you want to do something like that again. You want to give up your life and this world again. I have promised you that I will not show up again, but you can't... You can't do such a thing again. No matter what happens, you must take care of yourself."

"This is...this is the prerequisite for me to leave."

Chen Song lowered his eyes to look at the small stone on the ground and sighed softly: "But you showed up."

Gu Xingjue's tone became anxious, his tears suppressed, his voice choked with sobs: "That...that's because you did something like this again! What if I didn't catch up? You're not asking for your own life, you're asking for mine, Chen Song!"

"What do you think is the meaning of living in this world?" Chen Song asked with a sigh, as if he had taken off the armor he had disguised himself for survival.

"My meaning is you."

"Me?" Chen Song sneered, "Okay, even if it really is me. I have completely broken off with you now. What's the point of you living?"

Gu Xingjue rested his head against Chen Song's forehead and said devoutly, "The meaning of my life is to see you again. No matter where you are, even if I can't see you, as long as you live in peace and joy in this world, the thought in my heart is enough to keep me alive."

"Chen Song," Gu Xingjue hugged him tightly, soothing him gently, "Everyone has his own destiny. He was a doctor, and he gave everything to save his patients, with no regrets in his life. He's not dead, he lives on in everyone's heart. We should be proud of him, shouldn't we?"

"No one can stop another's fate. Even gods can't save all living beings. You have tried your best. You are good, very capable, and you are an excellent doctor."

"So, cherish your life, okay?"

Chen Song's eyes turned red. He looked up at the starry sky and paused for a moment before saying in a deep voice, "Okay, let me go."

"No." Gu Xingjue rubbed him uneasily, which made Chen Song feel that he was like a giant dog. "You are in a very bad mood right now. If I let go, I won't be able to hold you anymore."

Chen Song took a deep breath, moved but couldn't break free, and his voice became several degrees colder: "I said. Let go."

Gu Xingjue's fingertips moved slightly. Feeling Chen Song's anger, he was a little scared, but he still held on tightly and said stubbornly: "No. If you don't take good care of yourself and violate the agreement, I will appear in front of you."

Chen Song: “…”

"When did I make a promise with you?"

Gu Xing would not say a word.

Chen Song had no choice but to explain: "I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted to pick up the lighter. The lighter fell."

Gu Xingjue hesitated for a moment after hearing this, then lowered his eyes to look at him. Chen Song also looked up at him. The two stared at each other, and Gu Xingjue was unconvinced: "Really?"

Gu Xingjue's eyes were still red, his deep gaze was close at hand, filled with the tenderness of moonlight.

Chen Song looked away: "If you don't believe it, go and see for yourself."

Gu Xingjue looked at him for a moment, then looked towards where Chen Song had just stood, stared for a long moment, and said, "I didn't see it."

Chen Song: "You are blind."

Gu Xingjue said seriously, "I'm not blind. I have a good eye. The person I like is the most beautiful woman in the world. I won't allow myself to be said that."

Chen Song: “…”

"You are sick."

Gu Xingjue smiled, pinched Chen Song's slightly red earlobe, and teased him: "Yes, I am sick. I am sick with lovesickness and addicted to loving you."

Chen Song: “…”

"If you don't let go," Chen Song said in a deep voice, "I'm really angry."

Hearing this, Gu Xingjue slowly let go of him. "Okay, but you can't stand in such a dangerous place anymore. Go back to the car and sit. I'll go get your lighter for you."

Gu Xingjue let go of Chen Song, and after seeing that he didn't do anything dangerous, he turned around and went to find a lighter for him.

The wind picked up at night. Gu Xingjue was also wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His long, straight legs strode towards the edge of the cliff. Chen Song called out to him, "Don't look for me anymore. Come back."

Gu Xingjue turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Song paused as the words reached his lips, his lips moving slightly: "There's not much oil left anyway, I don't want it."

Gu Xingjue looked at him for a moment, then turned around to look at the weeds and saw the lighter. There was still a lot of oil in it, but the place where it fell was still quite dangerous.

Gu Xingjue raised the corner of his lips, turned around and walked towards Chen Song, without exposing him: "Okay."

Gu Xingjue hadn't seen him for a year and seemed much calmer, but when he smiled, he was just as arrogant as he was back then. Chen Song immediately regretted stopping him and changed the subject, asking, "Why are you here?"

Gu Xingjue said sternly, "On a business trip."

"Do you think everyone is stupid?" Chen Song scoffed coldly, "You sent someone to monitor me? Is this your way of letting me go? You're disgusting. Even if it's like this, it's been over a year. Can't you just keep it up and not show up again? What's the point of this entanglement?"

Gu Xingjue lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry. It's my fault. Next time... there won't be a next time."

Chen Song's chest rose and fell slightly. He thought Gu Xingjue would continue to argue with him, but his sudden admission of fault confused him. It seemed as if he was the aggressive bad guy.

Chen Song turned around, opened the car door and got in. When he couldn't start the car, he remembered to leave it.

Gu Xingjue leaned over and asked, "Is the car aiming?"

Chen Song said: "It has nothing to do with you."

Gu Xingjue climbed into the window to check and pressed the button to open the engine hatch: "Are the brakes okay?"

Chen Song ignored him.

Gu Xingjue didn't ask any further questions. He walked to the front of the car and opened the hood to check. Chen Song sat in the car and watched him tinker with it for a long time.

Gu Xingjue closed the engine hood and said, "There must be something wrong with the transmission. I'll call someone. I'll drive you home first. It's cold at night, and you've been tired all day."

Chen Song said, "No need. I've called someone. They'll be there soon. You can go back by yourself."

Gu Xingjue paused holding his phone, put it back in his pocket, and sat in front of the car: "Okay, I'll wait here with you."

Seeing Gu Xingjue's huge figure sitting in front of the car, Chen Song felt inexplicably anxious.

After not seeing each other for over a year, Gu Xingjue had changed a lot. He had shed his unruly leather jacket, and his white shirt was simple and pure, hidden by his belt. The slight wrinkles fitted his chest, showing off his well-proportioned upper body.

His forearms were firm under his half-rolled-up sleeves, with blue veins showing the overflowing male hormones. He supported himself on the hood of the car with one hand, and the watch on his wrist was exquisite and noble. His whole body exuded the dignity and restraint of a mature man.

As the moonlight streamed down, the ring on his ring finger shone brightly. The last time Chen Song took a quick glance, he could already tell the style and pattern. It was exactly the same as the one he had made, though the workmanship wasn't as refined.

Chen Song clearly remembered that he had smashed and thrown away the ring on a snowy night in Vancouver a year ago. The image of Gu Xingjue desperately searching for the ring in the snow that night resurfaced in his mind.

Chen Song felt a sense of annoyance in his heart, and he couldn't explain why. In the end, he attributed this emotion to not wanting to see Gu Xingjue again.

Chen Song dug a cigarette case out of the car cabinet, took out a cigarette, and bit into it. As he reached into his chest pocket, he realized he'd lost his lighter. He frowned and licked the cigarette's end with the tip of his tongue. He took a deep breath and was about to remove it when a black lighter appeared before him, flicking it to a flame and lighting the cigarette.

The firelight illuminated the handsome face so close to him. Gu Xingjue lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette for him seriously, like a devout believer.

Chen Song took a deep drag on his cigarette, slowly exhaling the white smoke. His gray eyes, hidden within the smoke, appeared and disappeared, accentuating the melancholy and dull look beneath them. His slightly closed eyes were mysterious and alluring.

Gu Xingjue's eyes lit up a little, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Long time no see. I remember you didn't smoke before."

He had just finished driving when he spotted Chen Song standing by the road, smoking. He was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice the car turning. Gu Xingjue pulled the car back and got out to stand by. Watching Chen Song put out one cigarette after another, his heart tightened, and he walked closer and closer to Chen Song.

But fortunately, he pulled the person back just now, otherwise if Chen Song had another accident, he wouldn’t know how to survive.

Chen Song withdrew his gaze and looked out the window. He reached out to light the ash and said calmly, "People change."

"Well, you have changed a lot." Gu Xingjue said.

Chen Song shed the childish shyness of his student days and put on a white coat and white shirt. His temperament was as cold as ever, but his eyes were dull and lifeless, with a kind of nonchalant indifference, a kind of silence that came from no longer having expectations for anything.

Gu Xingjue knew very well that this was all caused by him.

Chen Song didn't reply, and Gu Xingjue didn't dare say anything more. As soon as the cigarette died down, the insurance company's tow truck arrived.

The person in charge got out of the passenger seat and came to check the condition of the car.

Gu Xingjue assisted him in the inspection and opened the hood again: "The brakes, fuel, tires, and battery are all fine. It should be the gearbox."

After checking it out, the person in charge said, "Yes, that's true. Let's tow the car away first. We'll have it repaired for you within a week, and you can pick it up in as little as three days."

Gu Xingjue said, "Okay."

"Then you two should go sit in the front parking space and wait for a while. The crane will take some time."

Chen Song glanced at Gu Xingjue and said, "You can go back now."

When Chen Song closed his eyes, he subconsciously looked at the ring. Gu Xingjue reacted before him and hid his hands behind his back. He rubbed his hands behind his back, touching the ring but still couldn't bear to take it off.

"Aren't you going together? If I remember correctly, you're Mr. Chen Song. This is your friend, right?" The person in charge looked at the two of them with some confusion. How was he going to get back to this deep forest? Was he going to walk back or stay in this graveyard?

Gu Xingjue answered him: "I drove the car, and the one parked a little ahead is mine."

The person in charge said, "Ah, that one was yours. We almost thought it belonged to Mr. Chen. Leave this to us, and you two can go back first. It's very crowded sitting behind us, and it's not easy to drive into the city. You have to drive to the repair headquarters first, which is quite remote. It will be late to send someone to take you back there. How about you two go together?"

Gu Xingjue said nothing and looked at Chen Song.

Chen Song didn't look at him and said to the person in charge, "It's okay, he has something else to do. I'm fine and can wait."

The person in charge noticed that the atmosphere between the two was a little strange, but he didn't say anything more: "Okay, then you can go sit in the car first."

Gu Xing had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but Chen Song's distant attitude made him feel greedy. For more than a year, he worked day and night to numb himself and prevent himself from even thinking about looking for Chen Song.

But this would only make him miss Chen Song more deeply, unable to extricate himself. He suppressed all thoughts with all his might, as a poisonous insect in his body, drinking blood and eating flesh, madly clamoring for Chen Song.

It would be fine if it was just a glance, or even a glance from afar, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to survive. Chen Song is the antidote to the poisonous insect.

So he endured it for a year and took a peek on New Year's Eve.

Chen Song spent New Year's Eve with Lu Yuan's family. Gu Xingjue spent the entire night downstairs smoking cigarettes. Last year, Vancouver didn't snow, but it was still colder than Beijing. Gu Xingjue left the next day, fearing that if he saw Chen Song leaving Lu Yuan's house in the morning, he would lose control and talk to him.

The cold wind blew all night, and Gu Xingjue, who hadn't caught a cold for a long time, developed a high fever. His flight to Country S the next day was also delayed for one day.

After that incident, Gu Xingjue's voyeurism became more frequent, and he even gradually established a company in South City, expanding Yansheng's business presence there. This meant he had to attract more partners, travel back and forth between the north and south, and frequently fly abroad on business trips. Even when he was extremely busy, he always found time to visit Chen Song.

Once a month, once every two weeks, once a week. Finally, I wanted to see her every day.

Later, upon learning that Chen Song had gone to Anshan to provide support, he became deeply concerned and perpetually anxious. However, he had to go because of an important foreign collaboration, one that necessitated his complete implementation of his work in South City, and his decision to return to North City was crucial. He wanted to complete the negotiations quickly so he could return to the mountainous area and offer covert assistance.

However, ten minutes before the negotiation, he learned that Anshan had collapsed for the second time and that some of Yile's supporters had died. He immediately stopped all work and rushed back home.

If Chen Song was no longer in this world, then everything he did would be meaningless. His world was gradually collapsing, and the intense fear was like a dense net, tightening his heart moment by moment.

During Gu Xingjue's cynical years, he had never had any sense of time, as it passed in a flash. At that moment, he felt that time was extremely long and torturous. An airplane could reach a speed of 1,000 kilometers per hour, but even such a fast vehicle could not reach Chen Song instantly.

Facing the fate of life and death, Gu Xingjue seemed powerless and in pain. He was never afraid of climbing steep cliffs, skydiving, or deep-sea sharks and whales, but he was afraid of Chen Song's death.

Anxiety and panic caused his heart and lungs to swell to the point of bursting, until he saw Chen Song again in the fog, and all his emotions were calmed down.

Without this opportunity, he might never have spoken to Chen Song again in his life. That one sentence started the relationship, like a thread between them, inextricably linked and difficult to separate.

More than a year later, Chen Song was still distant and resistant to him. Gu Xingjue had anticipated this outcome, but his heart still ached.

Chen Song got into the car without looking back, as if Gu Xingjue didn't exist at all.

All that was left for Gu Xingjue was a resolute back.

Chen Song got in the car and climbed from the passenger seat to the back seat. The seat was indeed crowded and messy, with a lot of things piled up.

The driver, a dark-skinned middle-aged man, asked him in dialect, "Young man, why are you visiting the graves at night? It's not easy to drive on this mountain. It's very dangerous."

Chen Song said: "I'm usually busy, but I just happened to be free today so I came here."

"Oh~" the driver glanced at the rearview mirror, "Isn't that young man coming up yet? He can be watched by the person in charge."

Chen Song leaned against the glass window and glanced at the rearview mirror. Gu Xingjue was still standing there. "He drove here and will go back by himself."

The driver also repeated the question asked by the person in charge, and Chen Song still said that Gu Xingjue had something to do and would not go with them.

After the car was lifted, everyone set off.

The mountain road was rugged, and the large crane moved even more slowly than an ordinary car. It took a long time to descend the mountain and drive from the village to the city center. The person in charge was so sleepy that he fell asleep, and Chen Song also felt a little sleepy while leaning against the glass window.

"Your friend has been with us all the way. Doesn't he have something to do?" The driver's words swept away all of Chen Song's sleepiness.

Chen Song looked in the rearview mirror and saw that there was indeed a black car following them.

Blending into the pitch-black night, the two low-beam headlights on the front of the car served as bright lights to guide them.

Chen Song moved his fingertips slightly, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

After arriving at the headquarters, everyone got out of the car. The person in charge wanted to send Chen Song back, but as soon as he got out of the car, he saw Gu Xingjue's car parked not far away with the lights off.

The person in charge asked Chen Song, "Is your friend okay? Do you still need me to call a taxi to take you home?"

The driver got out of the car and walked around the two of them, then interjected, "He's been following us all the way, so he must be fine."

Chen Song pondered for a moment and said, "Well, he's fine. I'll leave first."

The person in charge said: "Okay, okay, I'll contact you when the car is repaired and send it to you."

Chen Song nodded and walked towards Gu Xingjue's car.

When Gu Xingjue saw Chen Song approaching, he immediately got out of the car and ran forward to ask, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

There was some fatigue in Chen Song's eyes. He didn't look at him or answer him. He walked forward on his own, opened the back door and got in.

Gu Xingjue stood there in a daze for a moment, then turned around and strode forward to get into the car. He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Chen Song leaning against the window with his eyes closed.

Gu Xing was a little excited, until he smelled the faint scent of tobacco on Chen Song in the closed car, and the smile on his face faded.

There was a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance among the tobacco, the scent of Chen Songyi's usual laundry detergent. Like a flower blooming in a deep and quiet place, just like Chen Song himself.

Gu Xingjue lowered his voice and took a few deep breaths, wishing to absorb all the fragrance into his body. He said nothing more and drove quietly to Chen Song's dormitory.

Gu Xing was not driving slowly on purpose. Although he cherished the time he spent with Chen Song, he slowed down in order to drive smoothly so that Chen Song could sleep comfortably.

Chen Song was indeed asleep. When he opened his eyes, he was startled by Gu Xingjue's face so close to him.

"You're awake." Gu Xingjue said with a smile, his gentle voice carrying a hint of doting.

Chen Song blinked his eyes and tried to keep some distance from him, but his body was already leaning against the car door with no way to retreat. In a panic, he turned around and opened the car door and got out. After slamming the door, there was no loud sound of the door closing, only Gu Xingjue's low and restrained "hiss".

Chen Song turned around and saw that Gu Xingjue's hand had immediately become red and swollen, with blood oozing from the joints. Gu Xingjue frowned slightly, and his lips turned pale from trembling.

Chen Song's heart was in turmoil, and the words of apology came to his lips but he couldn't say them. He moved his hands slightly, and forcibly suppressed the urge to go forward and hold his hand, his eyes fixed on the ring.

Gu Xingjue noticed his gaze and immediately put his hands back behind his back with trembling hands. When he tried to take off the ring, his hand hurt and his face turned grim. The ring was stuck in the red and swollen area and he couldn't take it off. The more anxious he was, the harder he tried, and the more painful it became.

"Hiss...Um, I'm fine. Go back and have a good rest."

Gu Xingjue said this with all his strength, fearing that Chen Song would take his ring away and smash it again.

Chen Song remained silent, and Gu Xingjue couldn't discern the emotion in his eyes. Those gray eyes were both mysterious and alluring to him, but he simply couldn't fathom them. The only thing he could understand was the determination within them.

Chen Song was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Come up."

"Ah?" Gu Xingjue was stunned for a moment.

Chen Song didn't look back and walked into the corridor: "I have something for you."

Gu Xingjue's lips curled up slightly, his eyes showed a hint of joy, his heart beat a little faster, and he followed Chen Song with two conflicting emotions of excitement and uneasiness.

Chen Song heard footsteps behind him, glanced sideways, walked into the hallway, and pressed the elevator button. Gu Xingjue stood shoulder to shoulder with him, gnashing his teeth as he removed the ring from his finger, carefully placing it in his trouser pocket.

No matter how careful he was, Chen Song still noticed it.

Chen Song raised his eyes and walked into the elevator, pressing the button for the 7th floor: "How did you fix it?"

Gu Xingjue followed him into the elevator. His body froze, and his hand, about to reach into his pocket, fell back, clutching it tightly. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he was too embarrassed to speak. He stood with his eyes lowered, his upper-class elite aura diminished, like a child being lectured after making a mistake. His heavy eyes were filled with grievance.

Chen Song frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal, looking at the numbers on the elevator gradually increasing: "I don't care how you repaired it or made it again, don't wear it in the future."

The elevator door dinged open, and Chen Song and Gu Xingjue brushed past each other and walked out: "And throw away the one on the necklace too. Don't keep any more thoughts of it."

Gu Xingjue stood in the elevator, watching Chen Song's back gradually recede. He was clearly right in front of him, yet there was a chasm between them that he couldn't cross no matter how hard he tried. Suddenly, his eyes became sore, and he moved his feet stiffly to keep up.

He acted as if he hadn't heard what Chen Song said. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed the burning bitterness. He asked in a hoarse, choked voice, "What do you want to give me?"

Chen Song's hand trembled as he held the room card. A few heavy stones struck his calm heart, sending ripples flying. He lowered his eyes and quickly suppressed the emotion, but it remained unquenchable, gradually transforming into anxiety.

Chen Song turned to face him and said, "Can you please stop being so pitiful? Who are you trying to show off to? You're only moving yourself. Aren't you tired, Gu Xingjue? Haven't you had enough of the Conqueror's Game?"

Gu Xingjue said: "I didn't play it. I didn't regard this as a game of conqueror."

"No?" Chen Song sneered, "You're not spying on me everywhere? You know where I am? You're a stalker, a pervert. I'm just your dog, I can't escape your clutches no matter what."

Gu Xingjue's eyes were bloodshot, and the emotions in his eyes were surging and terrifying, making Chen Song afraid and wanting to escape, but they also had a magical power that made the person who was looking at him fall deeply into it and unable to escape.

He spoke in a low voice: "But you ran away a long time ago, didn't you? Is it wrong for me to just want to see you from a distance? You are so beautiful, others can see you, why can't I? I didn't mean to disturb you."

"Chen Song..." His voice was hoarse. "I'm the dog you raised. I've long been your prisoner."

The two of them faced each other in silence for a moment. Gu Xingjue was defeated. When he lowered his eyes, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. He said softly, "I understand. You, you said you had something for me. I'll take it and leave."

Seeing his tears, Chen Song blurted out subconsciously: "What's there to cry about? You keep crying. You're such a grown-up."

He was startled after he finished speaking, and the back of his neck felt hot. He recalled the dream in which someone had held him and cried, and the hot tears kept burning the back of his neck. He casually raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, and found it was dry, as were his clothes. Then he rubbed it vigorously, suppressing the itch and heat.

Gu Xingjue raised his hand to wipe away his tears and raised the corners of his lips: "No, I'm just so happy to be able to talk to you."

Chen Song was speechless for a moment, then turned around and opened the door: "Wait at the door."

"good."

Gu Xingjue stood outside the door in an orderly manner, following Chen Song's gaze and able to see the entire environment of the house at a glance.

The dorm wasn't big, even smaller than the small room he and Chen Song had lived in. It didn't have many personal belongings, and it looked deserted and uninhabitable. Perhaps for Chen Song, it was just a place to sleep, not a home.

Chen Song walked to the table and rummaged through the white plastic box. After a while, he came back with a plastic bag and handed it to Gu Xingjue.

"Apply the medicine yourself."

Gu Xingjue's eyes gleamed with light. He took the bag, and suddenly felt a little bitter in his heart: "Can't you wipe it for me? You used to... help me wipe it."

"You said it was in the past." Chen Song ignored the request and said coldly, "Stretch out your hand."

Gu Xingjue opened his palm as he was told, and the next moment a small candy in a beautiful package fell into his palm.

"Anshan, remember the mother and daughter you rescued." Chen Song withdrew his hand.

"Remember. We saved him together."

"The little girl gave it to you."

Gu Xingjue stared at the candy in silence. The sensor light in the hallway went out, and the dim light from inside the room fell on the candy coating, shining like stars. Gu Xingjue clenched his fist, wrapped the candy in his palm, and looked at Chen Song.

Chen Song stood with his back to the light, his grey eyes dark and extremely cold.

"I'm a doctor. I know the value of life better than anyone else. I cherish my life very much, so please don't bother me anymore. You too... just move forward and don't look back. There's no possibility for you and me anymore."

Gu Xingjue raised his brows slightly, opened his eyes slightly, and quickly lowered his eyelids. He smiled suddenly: "Yes. It has been impossible for a long time. Sorry to disturb your quiet life again."

His smile was bitter, and tears gradually filled his long, dense lashes. The light from the room poured down, shining like diamonds. His slightly red eyelids tried to hold back the tears, but they still flowed uncontrollably.

In the three years they had known each other, Chen Song had only seen Gu Xingjue cry when they first met. Now, Gu Xingjue, he didn't know when he had become so sentimental and easily moved to tears.

His handsome and cold facial features seemed so indestructible, when did they become so fragile?

But Gu Xingjue's tears always stirred up a dense itch in Chen Song's heart. Chen Song was silent for a while and said, "You are not a child anymore. Crying is useless."

After saying this, Chen Song went into the room, closed the door, and sat down on the ground weakly, leaning against the wall, burying his head in his knees and arms.

Gu Xingjue rested his forehead against the door and sighed softly.

But, only in front of you can I be a child...

Chen Song took on and tolerated Gu Xingjue's childishness, willfulness, and all his childish sides. Gu Xingjue never thought that Chen Song would get tired, or that one day he would be unable to bear it.

Chen Song is also fragile and needs someone to tolerate, love and pamper him.

He woke up too late... too late.

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The air was already filled with the sultry heat of early summer, and the sky was covered with dark clouds again before it had cleared up for a few days.

Work resumed recently, and the hospital did not give Chen Song too much work, so Chen Song also had time to eat lunch.

The staff restaurant was packed at this hour, and Chen Song waited in a long line to get his food. By the time it was his turn, there were very few dishes left. The newly cooked dishes hadn't arrived yet, and Chen Song, not wanting to wait any longer, just ordered two dishes at random.

Chen Song was looking for a seat with his plate of food when someone waved at him from a distance.

Ye Wenzhou shouted, "Boss, there's room here."

Dong Jingming, who was next to Ye Wenzhou, also smiled and waved at Chen Song.

The two were interns who had just joined the hospital three months earlier, working in the same department. Ye Wenzhou was supervised by Chen Song, while Dong Jingming was supervised by An Xusheng. After An Xusheng left, and before a new doctor was hired, Dong Jingming was assigned to Chen Song. The two had always had a good relationship, and now that they were working together and had more consistent working hours, their relationship had improved even more.

Chen Song narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering the time when An Xusheng had called him to eat. After pausing for a moment, he walked towards them and sat down.

Ye Wenzhou smiled and said, "Boss, it's rare for you to have lunch today."

Chen Song hummed softly.

Chen Song was actually not used to this name, but Ye Wenzhou insisted on calling him that, so he had no choice but to let him do it.

"The food is getting more and more sloppy," Dong Jingming said, picking out a piece of eggshell and then picking out the black spots. "If people come a little late, they can only eat leftovers."

Ye Wenzhou poked at the food. The more Dong Jingming talked, the less appetite he had. He threw down his chopsticks and said, "Damn it, let's just order takeout. This is not food for humans. The vegetables are so rotten, they taste so disgusting. I've never eaten anything so disgusting in my life! My dad really screwed me over by leaving me here."

Dong Jingming said, "Okay, the dishes are ready, so just control your temper. After this meal, we can order takeout tonight."

"Everyone goes home at night, who would order takeout?"

Dong Jingming was helpless: "Okay, okay, then you can order takeout at noon tomorrow."

"But speaking of this," Ye Wenzhou lowered his voice and approached the two of them, "My dad told me that Old Man Lin's son failed in his business venture some time ago and owed a lot of money. Hey, do you think Old Man Lin embezzled the hospital's money to pay off his debts? Damn it. That's why he's so perfunctory to us!"

"Boss, did you have a lot of training in the past, but less this year?"

Chen Song thought about it and realized it was indeed the case. He had three training opportunities during the spring of his internship, all paid for by Yile. This spring, however, there had only been one, and only one spot available, for Ruoyang's training last month. Ruoyang had also covered all the expenses.

I heard from the doctor who used to supervise Chen Song that Yile has many training opportunities, about a dozen a year. Now that Ye Wenzhou mentioned it, it really seemed like what he said was true.

Many people who enter Yile are relatives of others, and Ye Wenzhou is no exception. No one knows his specific background. As for whether what Ye Wenzhou's father said is true, it is also unknown.

It is true that there are fewer training opportunities and restaurants are perfunctory in their approach.

Chen Song nodded.

Ye Wenzhou said, "Look! It must be true. I remember that in the first month after we came to the hospital, our salary was not paid. It was delayed for a whole month, and then it was paid all at once in the second month. I'm really fed up. Can someone come and take care of this?"

Dong Jingming pushed his glasses. "Probably not. He's the dean, and he's been in charge since Yile was founded. It was doing very well in the early years. If it's really the reason you mentioned, he's probably making some sort of back-up plan to deal with Yile headquarters and shareholders."

"Oh my god! What should I do? I feel like I'm going to go bankrupt."

"It's not going bankrupt," Dong Jingming said. "Didn't your family use connections to get you in? Can your family manage this? Ask your dad."

Ye Wenzhou: "How can my family care? I just met someone here. My family runs a catering business. My dad sent me to study medicine because he wanted to develop a medical business."

Dong Jingming: "Unless you complain to headquarters, who knows if they're protecting each other."

"I'll talk about this!" Ye Wenzhou slammed the table angrily, then glanced at Chen Song's face, "Boss... you should know about that incident too."

Dong Jingming immediately understood what Ye Wenzhou was talking about, put down his chopsticks and fell silent.

Chen Song paused chewing, then swallowed the food: "Hmm."

Ye Wenzhou gritted his teeth and said, "Sheng Zimo is simply going too far! He's such a jerk! Not only did he snatch your training spot, he even shamelessly usurped this one! How immoral!"