Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Samuel: I kneel down and beg you,

Thanks to the heavy rain, there was no one on the road outside the apartment. Even if there were people, their sight would be divided into several worlds by the thick rain curtain, and they would not interfere with each other.

It was raining so hard that there were no vehicles passing by, let alone people.

He Songfeng stood naked in the middle of the sidewalk, the rain washing away the dirt on his body just right. In the heavy rain, he seemed to have become that beautiful, pure angel again.

He Songfeng was tired of standing, so he squatted down and hugged himself.

His hands were shaking, and amidst the noise and torrential rain, he clumsily pressed a line of numbers on the call dialing interface.

He Songfeng didn't bring anything with him except himself and this cell phone.

He owns it, and the cell phone was given to him by Cheng Yiliao. It has nothing to do with Samuel.

As for the phone number...I memorized it on the cruise ship.

beep--

Beep—

"Who?"

A man's dull voice came from the receiver. His pronunciation was lazy and his breath was weak. It sounded like he had just woken up.

He Songfeng held the phone in both hands, his nose buzzing as he whispered, "Uncle Lambert, it's me."

"What happened? Why that tone?" Dou Mingxu asked.

There was a rustling sound on the phone, but in the noisy rain, it was difficult to make out what was happening.

This rustling sound is a two-way interference, affecting two people at the same time.

"I need your help."

He Songfeng's lips kissed the phone screen, and the bitter sound poured out of his throat like tears.

"Come and take me away, please."

The phone was silent for half a minute, and He Songfeng felt uneasy.

In the end, Dou Mingxu did not refuse He Songfeng's request. He said, "Okay."

After saying that, the phone was hung up.

But He Songfeng still couldn't be sure that Dou Mingxu would come to pick him up and leave here. Men always liked to play him around.

He Songfeng squatted alone in the dark purple night rain. Loneliness was like the methane coming out of the sewer, filling the air quickly and invisible. By the time he realized his loneliness, he was already hopelessly trapped in sadness.

He Songfeng could no longer tell whether it was hypothermia or low mood. In any case, the terrifying coldness penetrated into his bones, turning his internal organs into a pool of meat paste, which fell and fell chaotically under his lower abdomen, as if to knock him completely to the ground.

He Songfeng didn't want to collapse on the ground in embarrassment, so he tried his best to resist this decadent force.

He looked up and saw his apartment building right in front of him. The lights on all floors were off, only the light in his living room was still on.

A dark figure stood at the window, giving him a look of confusion.

He Songfeng looked back stubbornly. Now he didn't owe Samuel anything, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

The figure in front of the window looked at He Songfeng for less than half a second, then retreated until it completely disappeared in front of the window.

He Songfeng lowered his head again, buried it in his arms, and circled his arms on his knees. He hugged himself tightly. This was all the comfort he could give himself in this lonely and cold night.

My consciousness became increasingly blurred in the heavy rain of early spring.

Like a candle, the flame grows dimmer and dimmer.

Ta-da...

As I lowered my gaze, a pair of sneakers stepped into the water and caught my eye.

Because of the arrival of this pair of shoes, the rain in He Songfeng's world stopped.

The rain curtain was isolated outside the umbrella, forming a circular barrier. The raindrops hit the surface of the umbrella, making an even louder and duller thud.

"Angel, go back."

Samuel spoke in a commanding tone.

He Songfeng didn't react, he even hid his eyes in his arms.

The raindrops hit his delicate body, and his wet hair stuck to his back like a wet towel, stuffy and unbreathable, pressing down his body so that he couldn't lift his head again and again.

"Come back with me, or you'll get sick."

Samuel scolded him for his stubbornness, "Stop being so mad."

He Songfeng didn't react at all.

When He Songfeng completely turned into an unresponsive puppet, Samuel became unhappy again.

Samuel stood there, towering over them, looking down with a puzzled gaze.

"Why did it turn out like this?"

Samuel tried to demand an answer.

He Songfeng won’t give it to you.

Samuel suddenly squatted down. He was taller than He Songfeng, and even when squatting, he was still taller than He Songfeng.

He Songfeng saw a ring on his ring finger out of the corner of his eye. When he had just quarreled with Samuel, he was so busy taking off his clothes and watch that he forgot that Samuel had given him a ring.

He Songfeng slowly took out his hand and placed it between him and Samuel.

“Don’t…”

Samuel whispered cautiously.

He Songfeng's eyelids drooped lazily, and his eyes showed the restrained and uneasy look of a man.

In the dark purple rainy night, Samuel's face turned pale with fear, his lips were black and blue, without a trace of blood.

His olive green eyes, stained with the strong and fishy smell of rain, became gray and lost their original color.

"Come back with me."

Samuel's attitude was the same as his posture, which changed from standing to squatting. He changed from being superior to being humble. "Let's go home and pretend nothing happened, okay?"

Under Samuel's breathless gaze, He Songfeng took off the ring without saying a word. His finger drooped, and the shiny ring ran away from the fingertip, falling to the ground with a thud, and the sound of it rolling away was quickly wiped out by the sound of raindrops.

Samuel lowered his head to look for any trace of him, but he was long gone.

When he looked up, he saw He Songfeng's resentful gaze.

At that moment, Samuel's soul was extinguished by the rain.

His heart was torn to pieces by the ring that He Songfeng had thrown away, and was filled with He Songfeng's resentment. The heavy regret was like mercury, starting from the heart, passing through the blood vessels, passing through every part of the body, until all the limbs and bones were pierced and sunk by the heavy mercury.

Samuel's legs were numb as he squatted down, and he could hardly stand and almost fell into the puddle.

His body began to lose balance, his breathing became irregular, and his consciousness gradually became thinner, like the oxygen being sucked out of his lungs.

Samuel leaned forward, he wanted to hug the little He Songfeng.

But when the hurricane and heavy rain came, the thin and poor man curled up there could hardly stand, so how could he have the strength to support Samuel?

Samuel realized this and slowly leaned forward on his squatting legs.

Now not only his shoes were in the water, but also the part below Samuel's knees. He was kneeling in the huge puddle of water. The cold rain rushed over him, and the part below his knees was soon numb due to the biting cold.

He soon realized that He Songfeng was also cold, and the fact that He Songfeng was not wearing any clothes would only make him feel even more terrifying than the cold he was.

Samuel put the umbrella into He Songfeng's hand, quickly took off his coat, and turned his wrist.

He Songfeng's shoulders and back were covered with a layer of hot and sticky temperature. The temperature came from Samuel, and the stickiness came from his skin that had turned white from being soaked in the rain.

Samuel put his arm around He Songfeng and hugged him completely in his arms.

He held an umbrella with his other hand, and the wind almost blew the umbrella away, while He Songfeng remained pale in his arms.

There is no moon tonight and the sky is completely covered by a thick layer of dark clouds.

It seemed as if the gray moon was held in Samuel's arms.

It was so white that it had lost all its color. In the heavy rain, it was dyed without color, emotion or temperature.

He's even a little transparent.

And the purple bruises on He Songfeng's body were like the dark clouds of tonight, almost covering up his original appearance.

Samuel was terrified. He knelt with his head hung low and began to apologize: "Come back with me. I know I was wrong."

Samuel's clothes were soon soaked by the rain, and the umbrella in his hand tilted completely towards He Songfeng as he apologized tremblingly.

In Samuel's arms, He Songfeng was no longer disturbed by the wind and rain. The wind could not pass through Samuel's chest and reach his body, and the rain could not soak through the umbrella above his head.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you like this."

"Let's go home. Let's not continue this stalemate..." Samuel's voice was low. The sound did not come from his throat, but from his trachea, squeezed together and squeezed out in a dense manner. At the end of the words, he secretly added a flattering question with a whisper:

“…………Okay?”

He Songfeng still looked absent-minded and transparent. The rain slid down his cheeks and was quickly and carefully wiped away by Samuel's rough palm.

"Please pay attention to me, don't ignore me, please talk to me, okay?"

"You scold me, you hit me, okay?"

"Don't leave me, okay?"

Samuel asked fearfully.

"Okay? Okay? Okay?"

He Songfeng rolled his eyes and glanced at Samuel out of the corner of his eye, but soon Samuel got into the center of his peripheral vision and forced himself to look him in the eye.

He Songfeng actually doesn't quite understand these men.

Why do we have to learn to treat others gently through tears and the lessons of departure?

Why couldn't I love him well from the beginning?

"I swear to you that I will never hurt you again, and you swear that you will not be unfaithful to me. This ends here, okay?"

He Songfeng did not answer. He silently watched the man panicking over the fear of losing.

He Songfeng didn't say a word from beginning to end, he just let Samuel's monologue go on.

Not far away, a bright white car light penetrated the small gap between him and Samuel, forcibly dividing the boundary between them like a knife.

He Songfeng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He Songfeng knew that he would no longer have the chance to swear to Samuel that he would not be unfaithful to him, because his infidelity had already caused the wheels to roll up the water on the ground, splashing out and roaring towards him.

A pure white Cayenne SUV was parked on the side of the road, and the wipers were sweeping away the raindrops pouring down on the window at the fastest speed, but the vision was still hazy.

The passenger door popped open, and Dou Mingxu's gaze penetrated the entire cab and fell on two young men hugging each other awkwardly on the street. He sighed helplessly.

Dou Mingxu did not urge them. He slowly lit a cigarette, sniffed the thick fishy smell of rain in the air, and waited expressionlessly for the next move of the melodramatic couple, as if he was watching a TV drama.

Perhaps it was because he knew what would happen next, so he was not in a hurry at all.

Samuel turned around and the expression on his face became more and more uncontrollable. His eyes blinked wildly. It was unbelievable that He Songfeng called Uncle Lambert over in just a short time.

In other words, He Songfeng's infidelity was real, but he suspected the wrong person.

He Songfeng has already climbed up Uncle Lambert's tree.

But……

Even with the irrefutable evidence before him, Samuel could no longer hysterically blame anyone. He only had one thought in his mind at the moment, which was to defeat Uncle Lambert and keep He Songfeng.

"Are you going to go with him? He can't treat you as well as I do. I can... I can buy you more gifts. Will you stay? What do you want? Hermes? Louis Vuitton? Cartier? I'll buy you anything."

He Songfeng shook his head, "Let me go."

"I won't let you go!" Samuel yelled at him. "If I let you go, you won't come back!"

“…………”

He Songfeng stopped talking.

Samuel hugged him even tighter, wishing he could rub him into his bones, and told He Songfeng never to leave again.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

"Don't leave me, okay? I'll do anything to make up for it."

"Uncle Lambert is not as good as you think. He won't love you. He won't love you the way I do."

After a long silence, Samuel only received a helpless reminder from He Songfeng: "But he didn't strip me naked and kick me out."

It was Samuel's turn to be silent.

Samuel's harsh words were so harsh and hurtful that he never considered whether he could take them back.

"…………sorry."

Samuel's hand holding the umbrella was clenched red, and the thin umbrella handle had been cracked in his hand. The cracks pierced deep into the skin of his palm, and the bright red blood was quickly diluted into pink by the rain.

In He Songfeng's rainstorm, Samuel's pain faded and was not worth mentioning.

"Mr. Samuel, I don't want anything you give me. I will work to repay you for all the kindness you have shown me until we have nothing to do with each other anymore."

"Good night, Mr. Samuel."

After saying that, He Songfeng gave Samuel a cold hug, and his coat drooped to the ground. In a blink of an eye, Samuel could no longer hold He Songfeng, and He Songfeng sat in the passenger seat of Dou Mingxu's car.

The only thing Samuel could do was kneel in the pouring rain at night, watching He Songfeng throw himself into Dou Mingxu's arms, hearing their intimate whispers, and then passively and silently watching them leave.

"Good evening, Mr. Lambert."

He Songfeng pulled himself out of Dou Mingxu's arms and sat back in his seat.

Dou Mingxu took off his coat and handed it to He Songfeng.

The men's bodies were much larger than He Songfeng's, and a coat could tightly cover He Songfeng from head to toe as he curled up in the seat with his legs hugged.

The advantage of SUV over sports car is that it is extremely spacious and has enough space for He Songfeng to move around.

He Songfeng methodically wiped the water off with the outside of his coat, and after wiping it clean, he covered his body with the dry inside to keep warm.

After doing all this, He Songfeng slowly calmed down.

He remained quiet for a moment, but only for a moment before he couldn't help covering his face and sobbing. His sobs were soft, not even as loud as the rain seeping in through the window, but his frail body began to tremble uncontrollably with fear.

But what he got in return was Dou Mingxu's harsh words:

"Okay, stop acting."

"…………Wuwu." He Songfeng deliberately amplified his crying.

Dou Mingxu held a cigarette in his left hand and placed his right hand on the steering wheel. While waiting for the traffic light, he impatiently exposed He Songfeng, who was already naked, even more bluntly:

"You've put yourself through this, aren't you just trying to stir up Samuel's guilt and pity for you, and then watch him love you to death? Are you going to sit on me when you get out of the car?"

The facial features hidden under her sobbing face suddenly became calm, leaving only her eyeballs moving quietly between her fingers, peeking at the man beside her.

Heavy rain, sadness, and melodrama.

These were all surprises that He Songfeng specially arranged for Samuel.

He Songfeng had countless opportunities to bow his head. As long as he showed a little weakness, Samuel would immediately forgive him as if nothing had happened, but He Songfeng never did so.

Only by pushing your emotions to the extreme can you get higher rewards.

Samuel could leave at any time, but the emotional sunk cost he had invested in He Songfeng did not allow him to leave halfway.

There are only two choices at the gambling table where He Songfeng is the banker: winner takes all and bankruptcy.

The sobbing continued, and the shoulders continued to shake.

Even the sadness in the driver's seat is still spreading.

But the atmosphere began to become weird. It was probably the chuckle after his thoughts were exposed, mixed with the crying and sent out unclearly.

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