【241. White hair】
Looking at everything in this house now, Zheng Xuhe will find that Cheng Qingxing really took good care of him.
When he is alone, he will buy himself a lot of strange little gifts.
Even if he was not with Cheng Qingxing, he would live well on his own.
Zheng Xuhe packed up all the things and called the courier to come and move them.
The things were put away very quickly, and Cheng Qingxing's originally warm home was suddenly empty of a lot of things.
"Take this painting with you as well." Seeing that he had already called the moving guy over, Cheng Qingxing immediately became excited and directly took down all the murals hanging in the study.
It was a cute orange mural, actually very common. He felt it was the kind that could be bought on Taobao. It would definitely be inappropriate to hang it in his home.
But he seemed to like it very much, so Zheng Xuhe didn't say anything and handed the mural to the young man.
The guy originally thought he was here to move some glass products, but he found out that he had to move not only glass products, but also many strange electronic items.
After going back and forth like this, the young man found that the small van he was driving was almost full.
How come this is different from what he thought!
"Brother, you called for a small car." He said awkwardly, looking at Zheng Xuhe's eyes lost in thought, "Tell him not to move again."
"There should be room for more." Zheng Xuhe looked at the space behind him and smiled awkwardly, "I'll pay more later. Please be careful and don't bump into anything."
When he heard about the reinforcement, the moving guy didn't say anything and continued to wait for Cheng Qingxing to move the last suitcase down.
"That's all. Thank you for your hard work." Cheng Qingxing waved to the young man and went back upstairs.
Zheng Xuhe followed him back, and the warm home suddenly became empty, with only some furniture left.
"I thought you were just moving some things, but you emptied the whole house." Zheng Xuhe looked at Cheng Qingxing's house and could only think of one word.
The family is penniless.
"I just wanted to clean up." Cheng Qingxing looked at the empty walls and cabinets, sat on the sofa and sighed, "When I saw you called someone, I thought about taking everything away for convenience."
Cheng Qingxing didn't have that many things originally, but since he was already at the door, he would definitely take as much as he could.
He looked around his home and then looked at Zheng Xuhe behind him.
He chooses the one before him, in the past and the present.
Zheng Xuhe checked the items in his house and found a half-eaten box of inhibitors in a small medicine box.
His brows were furrowed again, not quite sure when he had taken it. "When was the last time you took an inhibitor?"
Cheng Qingxing looked at the medicine in his hand, his face instantly darkened and he became nervous. He smiled awkwardly at him and then replied in a low voice.
"I don't really remember, it feels like it was a long time ago."
Zheng Xuhe saw the guilt in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just put the medicine into his pocket.
"I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup this Saturday." Zheng Xuhe's tone was firm, not allowing him to refuse, "Let's see how your body is doing."
Cheng Qingxing nodded. There was no need to refuse. He indeed hadn't had a physical examination for a long time.
He has never been to the hospital again since he was discharged from the hospital last time.
The doctor actually asked him to go to the hospital for a follow-up check to see the condition of his pheromones.
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Xuhe's assistant arrived at the gate of their community. Cheng Qingxing took his suitcase and followed Zheng Xuhe into the car.
He sat in the back with Zheng Xuhe beside him.
The car drove away slowly. Cheng Qingxing looked through the window at the place where he had lived for more than ten years and couldn't help but sigh.
"If you can't bear to leave, you can move back once the security facilities here are complete." Zheng Xuhe whispered in his ear.
Zheng Xuhe has replaced the property management of Cheng Qingxing's community and asked them to renovate the community and improve security.
"No, I just miss it a little bit." Cheng Qingxing said softly, "We chose this community because it has convenient transportation, many people around, and a lot of food. Everything is very convenient."
They started living in this community together when they were 26 years old.
But at that time, they were all poor boys, and because this community was an old one, the rent was very cheap.
Later they got married and bought another house. This house was bought secretly by Cheng Qingxing himself.
After the divorce, Cheng Qingxing moved back.
"I actually have selfish motives. I don't want you to continue living here." Zheng Xuhe raised his hand and held him in his arms. "I feel that if you live here, you will never be able to forget the unpleasant things that happened to us in the past."
"But this house not only holds our unhappiness, but also our happiness." Cheng Qingxing said in a low voice.
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the car instantly turned cold.
The assistant driving in front heard this and after hesitating for a few seconds, he said softly, "Anyway, the past is no longer important. You two don't need to think about it."
This sentence made the atmosphere between the two people much better. Zheng Xuhe echoed: "Look forward."
Cheng Qingxing certainly knew that he had to look forward, and he also tried hard to move forward, but once a person begins to doubt himself, he will become confused and will look back.
He is a little confused about himself now, and Cheng Qingxing cannot judge whether his choice is right or not.
Zheng Xuhe looked at his gloomy and confused face, knowing that he was hesitating again, so he reached out and held his hand.
Cheng Qingxing looked down at him holding her hand with a confused expression, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
"It's okay, I'm here." Zheng Xuhe said softly, "If you're not sure about your feelings, you can tell me. I'll always be here, waiting for you."
But the more he said this, the more pressure he would feel.
He looked at the people around him and was about to speak out his feelings when he saw the white hair by Zheng Xuhe's ear.
Cheng Qingxing thought he had seen it wrong, so he raised his hand, touched his cheek, and looked closer.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Xuhe was a little confused by his sudden approach, "Is there something stuck in my hair?"
He didn't answer, but just carefully pulled the hair at the edge of his head.
Are they already this age?
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