Chapter 102: Spring
The night in the small town is still very long, and the shadows of the trees blown by the evening breeze sway into sleepless shapes until the sky turns white.
Chen Luan slept until noon. He could hear gentle breathing behind him and a fluffy, spiky head in his arms. The weight on his waist made him stare at the ceiling in a daze for a long time before he realized that he was not sleeping alone last night.
The discomfort from his body as if it was falling apart made him frown, and he became furious looking at the two little bastards beside him.
Damn,
We shouldn't have let them in last night.
His throat felt a little dry, so he lifted the arm that was draped around his waist, and pulled his own arm out of the other arm, wanting to drink a glass of water, but the next second he was dragged back into the alpha's arms by his arm.
Jiang Ling half-opened his eyes, dazed, but the strength in his grip was immense, as if Chen Luan would vanish if he let go. He pinched his wrist, "...Where are you going?"
"Just going to get a glass of water."
"I'll go pour it, you take a rest."
After a while, Jiang Ling, with a messy head of hair, went to get a glass of water and came back. In his sleepy state, he almost stuffed the cup into Chen Luan's face.
"...Can you just keep an eye on it?"
Chen Luan hurriedly raised his hand to stop the cup, causing some water to spill onto the edge of his fingers. "Are you in a hurry to wash my face?"
"Not awake yet."
Alpha rubbed his eyes and mumbled as he lay back down, holding Chen Luan's waist and resting it on his legs: "Sleep a little longer."
The sunlight from outside came in through the gap in the curtains and climbed up the corner of the bed. A thin strip of brilliant orange light flashed across Chen Luan's eyes as he sat up.
He raised his hand to cover it, raised his leg to push the person down, and kicked Jiang Ling on the thigh: "Get up, don't sleep anymore."
The alpha, who was sleeping with his collar open, turned over after being kicked. He lifted the pillow and cuddled it in his arms, looking over with half-closed eyes. He raised his hand and fiddled with his messy collar like a cat, his voice lazily hoarse as if he had just woken up: "What are you doing?"
“Pah.”
The hand that was waving around the collar was slapped away by Chen Luan.
He took a sip of warm water from the cup and kicked Jiang Ling off the bed: "Go cook for me, I'm hungry."
Perhaps it was because Jiang Ling fell off the bed and made a loud noise, a slight sound of cloth rubbing against the quilt could be heard behind her.
A warm body pressed against Chen Luan's back, and a pair of hands wrapped around his shoulders.
The other twin rubbed his chin on Chen Luan's shoulder: "Brother."
“…”
Chen Luan thought of the rising mist in the bathroom last night and narrowed his eyes.
Then he raised his hand to lift Jiang Xun's chin which was resting on his shoulder and pushed him away, followed by a kick with equally strong force.
"Bang——"
"You get out too."
The curtains were pulled open with a rustle, and bright sunlight poured into the room in an instant.
The wind from the open window brought in fresh air, dispelling the drowsy smell that had lingered in the space after a night of silence.
It's a new day.
The two brothers of the Jiang family were packed up and thrown out by Chen Luan. When Chen Luan came back from buying groceries, he had already changed and tidied himself up, and was curled up on the sofa watching TV.
Seeing Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling come in, Chen Luan held the water cup in his hand, raised his eyebrows and curved the corners of his lips, half-closed his beautiful eyes lazily, and said:
"Your father went in."
He expected them both to be surprised, or at least a little emotional.
But no.
"…On the 28th, Jiang Yongting, former director of the General Affairs Department of the Federal Ministry of Natural Resources, was arrested on suspicion of misappropriation of funds, embezzlement, and other crimes…"
Amid the news anchor's announcement, two alphas walked in calmly and glanced calmly at the TV screen.
Jiang Xun put down the vegetables and meat in his hand without saying a word.
Jiang Ling stuffed a bag of snacks into Chen Luan's arms and said, "Oh. Got it."
Then he bent down, picked up the remote control, changed the channel, sat next to Chen Luan, put his arm around Chen Luan's waist, and smiled with his eyes bent: "Why are you looking at this? I can tell you everything you want to know."
Chen Luan narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to look at him: "?"
What does it mean?
"Would you like some more water?" As if sensing the doubt in Chen Luan's eyes, Jiang Ling took the cup from Chen Luan's hand, stood up, and filled it up for him. He handed it to him and said a few words that made Chen Luan stunned for three or four seconds:
"I did it."
"To be precise, it was done by Jiang Xun and I."
Since they were teenagers, they discovered that there were problems with the financial reports of the Silent Voice Foundation. They have been tracing the clues and planning this matter for many years.
Over the years, while investigating Jiang Yongting, the Silent Voice Foundation, and the Zhang Group, they gradually uncovered a truth they had long suspected but now confirmed.
Their father, Jiang Yongting, had struck a deal with Zhang when their mother was seriously ill, seizing the opportunity to seize the chairmanship of the Voice of Silence Foundation, the fruit of their mother's life's work.
In the following years, he either transferred or sold the assets to the Zhang Group at a low price, and embezzled a large amount of foundation assets through the Beta Medical cooperation project with Zhang Medical Group, and transferred them to Zhang in exchange for political resources.
After Chen Luan left, Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling collected and organized all the evidence and filed a lawsuit against their father, the former director of the General Affairs Department of the Federal Ministry of Resources.
Calculating the time, it is indeed time.
They have always known that Jiang Yongting has never been a qualified husband or a qualified father, but the moment they learned that Jiang Yongting wasted his mother's hard work and embezzled the foundation's property in exchange for political resources, they still felt ashamed for their biological father.
When his mother was seriously ill and on her deathbed, Jiang Yongting was thinking about how to transform his mother's hard work into usable resources.
When the two of them lost their mother and their support and were bullied at school, Jiang Yongting was dreaming of establishing a relationship with the Zhou family.
This man, from beginning to end, was a completely heartless and ruthless political creature.
The only person he loves is himself.
When they were young, they had fantasies about their father, such as him falling from the sky when they were blocked in an alley, beaten and humiliated. But as they grew older, they slowly realized that from the moment their mother left, they had no home.
The Jiang residence is a house, but fatherly love is a luxury that one never has to expect.
As for what Chen Luan is?
Jiang Xun looked at Jiang Ling who was peeling oranges for Chen Luan, then looked at Chen Luan who was curled up on the sofa drinking juice, and slightly curved his eyes.
Chen Luan is home.
Whether they fall in love with Chen Luan or not, Chen Luan will always be home.
It was so in the past, it is so now, and it will be so in the future.
The two alphas stayed in Shixi Town for two days. Chen Luan wanted to stay there alone until the New Year. He had already paid the rent, but in the end he was still packed up and taken back by Jiang Ling.
After finally reuniting, they couldn't stand another long separation.
When he returned to Qiwei City after a long absence, it was still a snowy night, just like when he left.
Chen Luan wandered for a long time, went around in circles, and returned to where he started.
There was no change in the house, so when Chen Luan stepped into the warm house, he had the illusion that he had never left.
But there are changes.
For example, the first thing he saw when he entered the door was the heavy sniper rifle placed in the display cabinet, which he had seen countless times in his past and present lives.
Not a replica, not another one of the same model, but the original one that belonged to the home he once had and then lost.
There are traces of the old carvings on it.
There was clearly a warmth swelling in his heart, but when Chen Luan opened the transparent display cabinet door and once again touched the cold gun body with his own hands, his fingers gently rubbing over the uneven marks on the butt with childish handwriting, instead of just looking at it through the glass display cabinet like before, a sour pain suddenly surged in his chest and gradually spread into his eyes.
The alpha's eyes fell on the window where snow was falling, and the dim light from the street lamp cast a halo on the window.
"That day..."
"It was meant to be your birthday present, brother."
But when they came back,
Home is gone.
"……Feel sorry."
A sigh finally fell in the quiet air.
"I just..."
“I don’t know how to handle this.”
That's why I chose to escape temporarily.
The pain and sadness of being deceived and monitored are not fake.
But those warm moments in memory and those longings after leaving that are like cutting water with a sword are not fake.
It took Chen Luan a long time to get used to being alone again. But when the two figures he had missed so many times in his dreams reappeared before him, he suddenly realized:
He wasn't used to it at all.
He was more accustomed to the fact that they were clearly there.
It's like a kite with a broken string that can't find its way back to the hand after being lost in the wind, or like a bird without legs that can never fly that finally grows two legs and lands steadily on the ground.
Chen Luanxiang,
He cared about them after all.
Under the warm light, Chen Luan turned around and looked at everything familiar that he had been away from for a long time, and then looked at the two familiar pairs of eyes.
They opened their arms to him:
"elder brother."
"Chen Luan."
"Welcome home."
In the familiar warm breath and embrace, Jiang Xun's voice fell, and his light golden eyes quietly stared into Chen Luan's eyes:
"So... what's your answer?"
Chen Luan raised his eyebrows, pushed the man away, and leaned over to the soft sofa with his legs crossed. He raised his chin and half-closed his eyes to glance at Jiang Xun. His eyes swept over the dark blue watch on the alpha's wrist, which seemed to have been repaired. He chuckled:
"It depends on your performance."
As for what level of performance is considered satisfactory?
He has the final say.
After returning to Qiwei City, Chen Luan spent a week meeting with his friends, and then began to prepare materials for canceling his leave.
Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling are very busy, and they still often communicate through video calls.
But in the midst of their own busyness, it seemed as if the time that had stagnated for a long time finally started to flow again, and after a brief deviation, it returned to the right track.
Desertification incidents continue to occur, and the fleet still regularly updates the results of the cleanup and the list of casualties that has become endlessly long over the years.
The weather was fine on the day Chen Luan returned to his post after a period of recovery training.
Huo Lin stood at the school gate, his long red hair swirling in the wind like a swaying flame in the chilly spring air. He smiled at him with a raised eyebrow, "They say cattle and horses yearn for the grasslands. Why are you back so soon?"
"Although the grassland scenery is beautiful, if the cattle and horses don't come back, we will soon be unable to eat and support our family."
Chen Luan laughed and gathered his scarf, which was a little messy due to the wind. "Let's go to work."
A few pigeons flew across the blue sky.
When passing by the Wasteland Disease Research Institute, Chen Luan suddenly heard a cry, and the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
The two men paused and looked back. A disheveled man in a lab coat ran out, crying and screaming like a madman:
"Senior brother is right!"
"Senior brother is right!!!"
"Woohoo! I found it! We found it!!!!!"
"Brother, we found it—"
The last time they met was over two months ago. Qiao Zhile, with an unshaven beard and bloodshot eyes, sat on the ground, hugging a thick stack of experimental data in his arms, crying and laughing, and finally bursting into tears: "Brother Luan, Brother Luan! Senior Brother Liu is right, Senior Brother Liu's direction is correct--"
"Desolation disease!!!"
“We see hope!!”
At this time, under the morning sunshine, all things sprout and green grass blooms in spring.
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