Chapter 96 He Doesn't Want Us Anymore



Chapter 96 He Doesn't Want Us Anymore

Chen Luan thought that when he saw those two familiar people really appear in front of him, he would be sad, angry, or feel some other emotion.

But when the door was really pushed open, Chen Luan looked into the distance at the two pairs of eyes that had stared at him countless times, and there was only a peaceful blankness left in his mind.

The warmth that grew up little by little in the arms of the past, the eyes and eyebrows that slowly grew from tenderness to maturity, and the scorching touches under his step-by-step concessions and indulgences, all collided violently with the past "coincidences", repeated temptations and encroachments, and then shattered into thousands of pieces in front of the naked truth before their eyes, and finally all fell down and spread messily on the ground, and the silence turned into an empty coldness.

And when his calm and hoarse voice fell to the ground, the air froze.

Under the bright but cold winter sun, Chen Luan sat there quietly, his misty eyes covered with frost looking at the two alphas who had been together for so many years.

The slightly pale lips that curved upwards slightly seemed to be smiling.

It sounds like crying.

The disassembled watch on the table was open, revealing its black core in the sunlight.

The two alphas were stopped in their tracks by the darkness.

Something cracked in an invisible place.

Jiang Ling's fingers hanging at her sides suddenly tightened and pinched into her palms. Her throat began to feel dry, and her heartbeat was dragged down.

It's over.

He still found it.

In the silent air, Jiang Xun pursed his lips, walked in front of Chen Luan, and lowered his eyes.

"……elder brother."

The young alpha in front of him had fully grown eyebrows and eyes that were reflected in the sunlight as a clear golden color as he looked at him silently.

But Chen Luan still remembered that when these eyes were still young, they had looked at him tenderly countless times, well-behaved, gentle, and with a pure attachment like a baby bird.

You lied to him, didn't you?

Chen Luan picked up the watch, his cuff dangling on his empty wrist, and his cold fingers gently stroked the broken watch glass.

"Jiang Xun."

"It cracked."

The voice was as gentle as a handful of dead ashes, but it seemed to carry a gust of sharp whistling wind, piercing straight into the eardrum of the alpha who was standing stiffly in front of Chen Luan.

“…”

It felt like a sharp stone was stuck in his dry throat, pricking Jiang Xun so much that he couldn't even breathe.

His tightly pursed lips opened slightly, but no words came out.

His eyes fell on the hideous crack on the pure and clean deep blue, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped and almost stopped beating.

Yes.

As Chen Luan said.

…it cracked.

Can it be fixed?

In the suffocating silence, Chen Luan's voice rang out again.

"Jiang Xun."

His heart skipped a beat, Jiang Xun pinched his palm, looked up, and was suddenly met with a pair of eyes that had turned cold black due to the fog.

"……sorry."

And those eyes looked at him, and suddenly curved upwards in a slight arc.

He heard Chen Luan sigh:

"No, Jiang Xun."

"It was my fault."

"As your brother, I've never truly understood you..."

"no--"

The moment Jiang Xun finished speaking, his body trembled slightly, and he choked and tried to pull Chen Luan's hand.

“Snap—”

There was a slight sound when the hand was slapped away, but it felt like it had fallen on the alpha's face.

The blood color faded.

"Don't touch me."

Chen Luan raised his hand and said softly.

There were light footsteps beside me.

Chen Luan looked over.

"Jiang Ling, you've known about this all along, right?"

“…”

The face that looked exactly like Jiang Xun was silent in the sunlight.

Chen Luan lowered his eyes, curled the corners of his lips sarcastically, and nodded slightly.

The watch in my hand felt cold, burning into my palm and up to my throat.

He looked at the broken blue and suddenly smiled.

Gift?

...a good gift.

"...I'm sorry, brother. I can explain this matter. I——"

"Stop calling me brother."

Chen Luan interrupted Jiang Xun and repeated, "Don't call me brother anymore."

The sound was as light as a speck of dust.

"I don't need your explanation, Jiang Xun."

He raised his eyes to look at those trembling and somewhat frightened eyes: "After all, you... have never considered me a brother, right?"

The pair of grey eyes curved into a smile, but slowly some water color seeped out, contained in the red eye sockets:

"It's just me..."

"I always thought I was your good brother."

The two alphas froze in place at the sound of Chen Luan's voice.

The air fell into a dead silence.

Chen Luan stood up holding the watch, walked past the two alphas alone, and slowly walked towards the door.

"I'm a little tired, let's go home."

After a pause, he spoke again:

“…Let’s go back.”

The wind outside was very cold, cutting my skin like a knife.

Chen Luan walked alone in front, and white mist came out from his cold and numb lips, dissipating in the golden afternoon sun.

Then he tiredly opened the door, got in the car, and sat in the back seat.

Jiang Ling drove silently, and Jiang Xun sat in the passenger seat silently.

When I got home, the sun was already low over the edge of the city skyline.

Chen Luan opened the door, and the warmth that hit him dispelled the coldness brought in from outside.

Under the warm light, everywhere are traces of their life together and everywhere are memories.

On the sofa was the small blanket that Jiang Xun often covered himself with, and the long tempura pillow in the lower right corner was the one that Jiang Ling liked to hug.

She was wearing three pairs of plush slippers of the same style but different colors, and on the balcony were hanging the washed uniforms of Jiang Ling and Jiang Xun.

There were also several bags on the table, which contained fresh vegetables, fruits and some raw meat.

Jiang Ling must have bought it to make dinner.

Chen Luan suddenly felt a little sore in his eyes.

At the same time, he felt a fatigue that almost swallowed him up.

He didn't change into his slippers. He rubbed his stuffy forehead and went back to the bedroom and threw himself into the bed.

Softness and warmth enveloped him.

“…I’ll go cook.”

Jiang Ling didn't dare to look into Chen Luan's eyes and went into the kitchen as if escaping.

The cuffs were lightly hooked.

The mattress sank slightly beside me.

Chen Luan didn't open his eyes.

A slightly cold hand carefully placed on the back of his hand.

Chen Luan still didn't react.

"sorry."

"……sorry."

The voice that fell into my ears began to sound hoarse.

Chen Luan was silent.

"...Just look at me, okay."

"Don't ignore me."

“Please…”

“…”

The sourness in his chest made Chen Luan open his eyes.

The alpha in front of him was hugging him, his face cupped between his cold fingers.

Those eyes that were always calm and gentle were now covered with a layer of panicked moisture, and the edges were slightly red.

"Chen Luan."

"Chen Luan, look at me."

"You obviously like me too, don't you?"

"When I kissed you, you obviously felt it, right?"

There was a tremor in the hoarse voice, and the calmness that had lasted for a long time was finally completely broken, and Chen Luan's calm and somewhat numb eyes began to become confused.

"Chen Luan."

"Chen Luan..."

No response.

Jiang Xun felt as if a wet, sharp stone was stuck in his throat, making it tight and painful.

The pain spread from his nose to his eyes, and he held Chen Luan's face and kissed her.

Breath touching breath.

Chen Luan didn't push away, but he didn't react either.

He just stared woodenly and tiredly at the pair of eyes that were slowly becoming desperate.

The pheromones of agarwood and agave were so thick in the air that they drifted around restlessly.

Jiang Xun held Chen Luan's wrist and continued to kiss her with a panicked look of helplessness.

He knew where Chen Luan liked him to kiss.

He knew how to satisfy Chen Luan.

He knows...

…but it’s no use.

It's useless.

Chen Luan just stared at the ceiling with a blank expression, without making any sound or any reaction as he should have.

Panic overwhelmed the alpha from the chaotic heartbeat and breathing.

Until he tried to untie Chen Luan's belt.

A warm hand suddenly fell on Jiang Xun's head and rubbed it with the strength he was very familiar with.

His movements paused, and his breathing almost stopped.

Chen Luan's gentle and tired voice fell from above his head:

"Forget it, Jiang Xun."

"Stop it."

The space solidified into a suffocating silence.

Chen Luan lifted Jiang Xun's chin, lowered his eyes and looked at the panic-stricken face, and stroked the corner of the latter's slightly trembling lips with his fingers.

Then push people away.

"Get out."

"Leave me alone for a while, okay?"

"……sorry."

The bedroom door was gently closed.

The thick curtains were drawn, and the last ray of light gradually became narrower as the door closed, until it disappeared completely.

Chen Luan lay in the darkness, hugging the quilt and slowly curling up, as if shrinking into an invisible shell.

Finally, a suppressed sob sounded in the air.

The twins' vacation isn't over yet.

Chen Luan went to the hospital to get medicine for the infection and took it every day and continued to work.

But he became completely cold.

Jiang Ling and Jiang Xun didn't dare to ask, or even get close.

Chen Luan seemed to be very busy these days. He brought back a lot of documents and didn't allow them to touch them. When he got home, he went into his small bedroom, closed the door and refused to come out, and then left early in the morning.

They always think that

Give Chen Luan some time.

Give Chen Luan some more time.

It'll always be okay, it'll always be okay.

After all, they have been together day and night for so many years.

Chen Luan had once given them so much tolerance, and Jiang Ling's forced kiss only made him feel cold for a while, so they could always go back to the way they were before.

Just give him a little more time and behave well, and he will be able to go back.

The day before Chen Luan’s birthday, snow fell again in Qiwei City.

Jiang Xun and Jiang Ling went to the warehouse to retrieve the gun with the three letters "jmm" engraved on it. It was of great significance to Chen Luan.

The cold wind blew huge snowflakes straight into people's collars. Jiang Xun carried a heavy gun case on his back, and Jiang Ling carried a cake and some miscellaneous house decorations that they had purchased, and they went home in the wind and snow.

They were preparing to celebrate Chen Luan's birthday.

He will definitely like this gift.

Looking downstairs, the lights in the living room of my house were on.

Chen Luan should be at home.

Judging from the time, he should be home by now.

The two men quickened their pace, their boots making the thick layer of snow on the ground muddy and messy.

Jiang Ling opened the door, and the warm light and warmth of home embraced him.

He came in excitedly holding the cake:

"Chen Luan!"

"Guess what we brought you back?"

The joyful sounds echoed in the warm house.

But no response was received.

Jiang Ling's expression froze, and a sudden panic rose from the bottom of his heart.

"...Chen Luan?"

The bright living room was empty.

The door to Chenlu's messy bedroom was open.

In the suffocatingly silent space, the dull sound of a heavy object falling was heard.

Jiang Xun put down the heavy box that was still covered with unmelted snowflakes and almost stumbled into Chen Luan's room.

The bedding is new and clean.

The closet was a little emptier, and the clothes that Chen Luan wore most often were gone.

Panic exploded from my chest.

Jiang Xun came out of Chen Luan's room stiffly, but saw his twin brother standing by the coffee table with his eyes downcast, looking extremely at a loss.

The edge of the coffee table is neatly trimmed, reflecting a little light from metal and gems.

There was a watch with a broken glass that had not been repaired yet, and a white crack ran across it.

And a sapphire necklace whose edges have been worn to a rounded shape.

When his twin brother saw him come out, he gave him an expression that was uglier than crying.

"Jiang Xun, Chen Luan doesn't want our things."

"Don't want us either."

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