Chapter 83 I want to come back alive to see you Chen Songcong...

Chen Song noticed Tang Shihe's awkwardness from the beginning. He was already stuck together with Gu Xingjue in the morning before he even woke up.

Tang Shihe knew that Chen Song liked men because Lu Yuan told her. When Chen Song was in college, Tang Shihe always wanted to introduce him to little girls, but Chen Song always politely refused because of his busy studies.

Later, Tang Shihe felt strange and worried that Chen Song and Lu Yuan both liked men, so she hinted at Lu Yuan. After consulting Chen Song, Lu Yuan told Tang Shihe the truth.

Tang Shihe's worldview crumbled when she found out. She struggled to accept that both Lu Yuan and Chen Song were attracted to men, a fact she'd struggled to accept for a while, only to slowly come to terms with over the years. Chen Song and Lu Yuan knew she was gradually coming around, but they had never yet shown any intimacy with a man in her presence.

Being mentally prepared and seeing it with your own eyes in reality are two different things. Tang Shihe will definitely need some time to digest what she saw today.

Gu Xingjue is a dangerous bomb. You never know when he will make an unexpected move. Chen Song doesn't even want Gu Xingjue to go with him to eat, let alone go to see the sea.

Chen Song opened his mouth to refuse on behalf of Gu Xingjue when the toilet door opened.

Gu Xingjue emerged with wet hair, small drops of water dripping onto his white T-shirt, leaving a few gray streaks. The white T-shirt Chen Song had bought him was a bit too large for him, and as he walked, it defined the smooth, toned lines of his chest. His black gym shorts had been pulled up a bit above his knees, revealing the taut, powerful muscles of his legs, which were still marked with scars of varying sizes, both old and new.

The clothes weren't perfectly fitted, but they looked good enough. The refreshing casual outfit gave Gu Xingjue, stripped of his shirt and trousers, a youthful air of youthful virility.

"I'm free, of course I'm free." Gu Xingjue glanced at Chen Song and knew what Chen Song was thinking at a glance, and quickly answered, "I just need to blow-dry my hair. Where's the hair dryer? I can't find it inside."

Chen Song: “…”

"Why don't you wipe it with a towel?" Tang Shihe said, "You just woke up, be careful of catching a cold."

"It's okay, Auntie. I'll blow it right away."

Gu Xingjue had just secretly wiped himself with Chen Song's bath towel, but he didn't dare to come out with Chen Song's bath towel hanging openly, for he was afraid that Chen Song would be angry.

Chen Song got up and took out the hair dryer from the bedside table. He plugged it in and looked at Gu Xingjue: "Come and sit here to blow dry."

Gu Xingjue walked to the bed and sat down quietly. He didn't take the hair dryer from Chen Song's hand. He looked up at him with a smile, his eyes full of expectation.

When Gu Xingjue looked at Chen Song like this, Chen Song always felt that he was like a large furry dog ​​asking for petting.

Chen Song looked away, put the hair dryer on the bed and turned away, leaving him with an indifferent back.

Gu Xingjue chuckled softly and picked up the hair dryer to blow dry himself.

He didn't know what he was expecting. Maybe it was because Chen Song had applied the medicine to him again last night that he had the illusion that Chen Song would blow-dry his hair like he used to.

After the two of them finished cleaning up, they went to the restaurant Lu Yuan mentioned for dinner. The atmosphere was much more harmonious than Chen Song had imagined, and Tang Shihe no longer showed any signs of discomfort.

Tang Shihe loved chatting, always talking about family matters. Chen Song wasn't much of a talker, and Lu Yuan had grown tired of hearing her talk since he was little, sometimes even too lazy to join in the conversation. Tang Shihe would often say that chatting with the two of them was boring, and that it was better to go talk to the old lady downstairs.

Tang Shihe surprisingly enjoyed the meal because Gu Xingjue always managed to catch up with her. He also talked to her about some tourist attractions, the best places for photos, and the delicious local specialties, and Tang Shihe listened with great interest.

After dinner, Lu Yuan drove them to see the sea. Vancouver is located along the coast, and the nearest sea to the city center is an hour's drive away.

There were many people traveling during the Dragon Boat Festival, and they were stuck in traffic for nearly three hours before reaching their destination.

After last night's thunderstorm, the ocean breeze was exceptionally fresh today, the sky azure, and the setting sun loomed over the ocean. Warm orange light, mixed with pink clouds, shimmered the surface of the water in a golden sheen. The waves shimmered, like spilled paint staining the ocean—an unintentional creation, yet breathtakingly beautiful.

Tang Shihe picked up her phone and asked Lu Yuan to take a quick photo of her and the two of them walked towards the sea. Soon they were close to the beach. Soon the four of them were separated by the crowd.

"Hey, where are the two of them?" Lu Yuan asked.

Tang Shihe said, "Why would you worry about this young couple? You single guy should just spend time with your mom."

Lu Yuan: “…”

The cool sea breeze blew on his face, and such beautiful light illuminated Chen Song’s dull gray eyes.

"Aren't you going to take pictures with your phone?" Gu Xingjue looked at him and asked.

The sunset's glow shone on Chen Song's snow-white skin, bringing warmth to his cold, aloof figure. Every strand of hair and every tiny strand of skin hair glowed. He was so beautiful, like a god descended from a distant, mysterious planet.

Chen Song blinked slowly and looked at the sea: "I don't have this hobby."

"Don't you want to record it?" Gu Xingjue asked patiently.

"No record." Chen Songxu was in a good mood and was no longer so silent when answering Gu Xingjue's question. "Just read it."

"It was too brief," Gu Xingjue said, pulling his wrist and walking forward, step by step closer to the lapping sea. "The purpose of photos is to record these unforgettable, touching moments. Try taking some photos, and when you're old, take them out and look at them. This will show you what the sea looked like when you were 24."

The two of them walked against the wind in the sunset, through the dense crowd, and came to the nearest beach. Chen Song was wearing slippers, and the cold sea water rushed over his ankles, gently wrapping his skin.

Perhaps inspired by Gu Xingjue's words, he followed the crowd and took out his phone to take pictures of the sunset and the sea. Without composing or adjusting the lighting, the pictures he took with the snap of the shutter were already beautiful. However, the beauty captured in the photos was not even one ten-thousandth of what the naked eye could see.

"Chen Song—" someone called out from behind, "Turn back."

Chen Song turned around, the wind lifted the strands of hair on his forehead, and behind him was the dawn and the coast.

Gu Xingjue pressed the camera button, freezing the world at this moment.

Chen Song stood in the bustling crowd, illuminating all his years.

There was a hint of surprise in Chen Song's eyes. He turned around in panic and said sullenly, "Don't take pictures of me."

Gu Xingjue decided to quit while he was ahead. He turned off his phone and put it in his pocket. He walked over to Chen Song and said, "Okay, okay, I won't take any more photos."

“Why don’t you let me take the photo?”

"No reason."

"Is it because you don't like taking pictures?"

"Um."

"Why don't you like it? It would be a shame not to take pictures of such a beautiful girl. She looks beautiful in any picture. Do you want to see it?" Gu Xingjue reached out to take out his mobile phone.

"I don't want to see it. Delete it." Chen Song gripped his phone tightly, turned to look at him with resentment, and hinted at a warning, "Don't take pictures of me in the future. It's not good to look at."

Gu Xingjue didn't pick up his phone again. He turned sideways and raised his hand to push away a strand of black hair that was blocking Chen Song's eyes. He smiled and said, "How could that be? My little Songbao is the most beautiful person in the world."

Chen Song looked at Gu Xingjue. Gu Xingjue's eyebrows were infinitely gentle, and his eyes were filled with the crushed dusk. He could see his own reflection in his bright eyes.

Chen Song's breathing slowed down a little, and the dry land in his heart began to flow with more and more hot springs and produce more and more flowers.

An idea came into Chen Song's mind:

Gu Xingjue planted more and more flowers in his heart.

"Gu Xingjue, stop talking nonsense." Chen Song said after taking a deep breath.

If he continued to say this, his heart would be filled with invading foreign flowers.

Gu Xingjue's laughter faded a little, and he stroked Chen Song's cheek. The rough scars on his palm touched the smooth skin, and the cold and hot transmitted each other's temperature. They carefully tested each other, blended together, and licked each other's wounds.

"Chen Song." Gu Xingjue called his name gently, his words filled with heart-pounding sincerity. "How can I say this so that you will believe that I'm not lying? If you ask me to jump into the sea to prove it, I will do it too."

"You're messing around again, um."

As soon as Chen Song opened his mouth, Gu Xingjue blocked his mouth with his index finger: "I didn't say anything nonsense."

Gu Xingjue held Chen Song's hand and placed his palm against his chest. Through a thin layer of clothes, that warm heart was beating rapidly, and Chen Song seemed to be able to hear the sound of its powerful beating.

Chen Song was deeply shocked by the strong vitality.

"Do you feel it?" The sea breeze carried Gu Xingjue's voice to Chen Song's ears. "It's saying I love you."

"A person's mouth can lie for various reasons, whether it's out of dignity or because they can't help themselves, but their heart and body won't."

The heart was so hot that it burned from the palm of his hand to the tip of his heart. Chen Song withdrew his hand and turned hastily to walk towards the shore.

He escaped again.

If he allowed changes to occur again in the stable world he had worked so hard to build, would it collapse and be destroyed again?

Unable to risk advancing, he fled with the city.

Chen Song was walking on the wet sand when his eyes were suddenly attracted by a little girl. He stopped and looked at her.

The little girl was digging in the sand with a shovel. Next to her was a small pink bucket filled with strange-shaped shells.

When he was a child, Chen Song also came to the beach once.

At that time, Chen Shengping hadn't yet gotten into gambling, and he and Yu Li were still on good terms. The three of them were playing at the beach, looking like a happy, sweet family like any other.

"Want to play?" Gu Xingjue's voice came from his ears, bringing his wandering thoughts back.

Chen Song didn't know that he was always unclear about many things. He could do it or not. When he couldn't make a decision, he only thought about the trouble it would cause, so he would give up to avoid trouble.

For example, if you want to play now, you have to find a shovel. You can buy one nearby, but it's a hassle to walk around. Sand can also get your hands and clothes dirty, and it gets all over your body, which is difficult to deal with and a hassle.

So he shook his head slowly and gave up.

Just as Chen Song was about to leave, Gu Xing hit him on the shoulder and said, "Wait for me here, I'll be right back."

Chen Song's eyes fell on the hand on his shoulder. As soon as Gu Xingjue finished speaking, the hand left. Chen Song's eyes followed the departing hand and looked at Gu Xingjue's receding back.

Gu Xingjue was very tall, and even though there were many people on the beach, Chen Song could still notice his head at a glance.

Chen Song didn't think about what he was going to do. He retracted his gaze and squatted on the spot watching the little girl in front of him digging in the sand. After a while, the little girl dug out a shell, then ran to the woman on the other side with a bright smile, holding the shell high to show her.

The woman knelt down, stroked her head, and praised her. The little girl, contented, trotted back to digging in the sand. Soon, she unearthed another colorful conch. Before Chen Song could see how big it was, a small light blue bucket blocked his view.

"I'm back."

Chen Song looked up, and Gu Xingjue smiled at him. The sea breeze blew up Gu Xingjue's fluffy bangs, revealing his white forehead. His starry eyes beneath his thick eyebrows held a gentle smile.

Gu Xingjue squatted down and put the children's plastic shovel in Chen Song's hand: "Have you ever been to the sea?"

"Going to the sea?" Chen Song lowered his eyes and looked at the shovel in his hand, then squeezed it hard.

Gu Xingjue casually dug up a pile of dirt with a small hole in it, took out a small crab from it, and handed it to Chen Song. "When the tide recedes, the sea will blow up some seafood, that is, marine life such as shrimp shells. People who go to the sea will use tools to pick up seafood, and some people make a living by picking up seafood and selling them. If you are lucky, you can get a lot. This is sea fishing. There is also deep-sea fishing. The seafood in the deep sea must be rich and diverse, with many beautiful fish, shells, starfish and so on."

"The tide was high last night, blowing up some shellfish, fish, and shrimp. They're just common little things. If you want to play, I'll take you to a better coast later. If you want to go deep, I'll have to teach you how to dive first. No, I have to teach you how to swim first. Don't you know how to swim yet?"

While speaking, Gu Xingjue caught another crab for Chen Song. This one was bigger and stronger than the previous one, struggling with its claws and teeth bared.

Chen Song also used a shovel to dig out a piece of snow-white shell, but it was only half a piece, with some torn shell meat on it.

"I won't go into the ocean," Chen Song replied. He was actually a little afraid of the deep sea and he couldn't swim yet. He didn't like the feeling of being submerged in water and suffocating.

"Then let's go to the shore. The deep sea is dangerous too. A king shark once swam past me. I was ready for it to bite my head off in one bite."

"In the end, they just looked down on me, a little thing like me, and just turned around and left."

"Are you afraid?" Chen Song asked.

"I'm not afraid," Gu Xingjue said with a smile, "but I'm afraid I'll never see you again. Thank goodness it didn't eat me whole, otherwise I'd never see you again."

"I used to think it would be best if I died outside. Even if I died outside, no one would care about me. They would also be eager for me to die."

"But I don't know when it started, but when I'm about to die, I always think of you. I wonder if you'd be sad if you never saw me again. Maybe I'm not afraid of whether you'd be sad, I'm just afraid of not being able to see you again."

"So I want to survive. I want to come back alive to see you."

It is precisely because of these moments that Chen Song has become his only home in the world.

Chen Song paused while wiping the sand off the white shell and looked up at him: "Gu Xingjue."

"Um?"

"Change your name back."

Gu Xingjue paused, breathing a little slower, not daring to look at him. His tone lost its earlier cheerfulness, becoming more stubborn: "No. I don't want to change."

"You like Gu Mo, not Gu Xingjue."