Chapter 61 Chapter 61 End of the text
Jiang Yuxia didn't answer, which Qin Zhixing thought was his consent.
Qin Zhixing was silent for a long time, and the only sound in the room was the humming sound of the old air conditioner.
"Xia Xia, come abroad with me."
Qin Zhixing suddenly broke the silence, "What I said before wasn't just a stalling plea. This is the best solution I can think of. However, Feng Mingliang insists on you going abroad with him.
If you want to protect Zhou Boye, as long as you take his passport and ID, it will be difficult for him to return to China."
Jiang Yuxia was stunned. He had never thought of this before. He was even more surprised that Qin Zhixing could consider so many things in such a short time.
Qin Zhixing poured him a glass of warm water. "It's still a while before I go abroad. You can take your time to think about it."
He had originally thought that even if he agreed, Feng Mingliang would never agree. But Qin Zhixing had to admit that he had a keen eye for human nature. Feng Mingliang was a true gambler. He had simply raised the stakes a bit, and the man had begun this gamble.
The condition he proposed was that Jiang Yuxia go abroad with him and live with him after going abroad. This was the only guarantee he could think of. However, it was unlikely that he would really stay abroad and abide by the rules.
My thoughts were not mature at that time, so I did not sit down and have a good chat with Zhou Boye.
Without knowing what would happen if I went abroad, I made a unilateral choice. In my mind, the only person who was free was Zhou Boye. There was no need and I couldn't be tied down by him like this.
He squatted by the river all night that day, looking at Zhou Boye's message after message and missed call after missed call. He hardened his heart and sent a breakup text message. The breakup text message was very short, just saying that he was tired and didn't want to stay with him anymore.
After sending the message, he took out the card and broke it, and he never logged into any social media accounts again.
The three of them went to Country A, each with their own thoughts.
Jiang Yuxia and Feng Mingliang did not go through formal channels. Qin Zhixing contacted a patient of his who was in the cargo ship business in Southeast Asia to bring them out.
At the time, he didn't think too much about it, he just felt that Qin Zhixing had his reasons for doing so. It was not until later, when he couldn't leave Country A, that he understood what Qin Zhixing was planning.
After arriving in Country A, Feng Mingliang began to press for money, and Qin Zhixing also began his plan. In Country A, Feng Mingliang was unfamiliar with the place and could not speak the language, so Qin Zhixing was on his home turf.
After arriving in the first city, he contacted a small gang to detain Feng Mingliang. Amidst Feng Mingliang's extremely unpleasant curses, he took away his ID and set off with Jiang Yuxia to the second city.
Jiang Yuxia looked at Qin Zhixing with a hint of inquiry. Whether it was the owner of the freighter that brought them out of the customs or the gang in Country A, he actually had so many connections.
Jiang Yuxia had not expected that Feng Mingliang's problem could be resolved so quickly. It was a pleasant surprise, and now he could return home as soon as possible.
It has been about half a month since he sent a breakup text message to Zhou Boye. Zhou Boye must be very angry, but as long as he coaxes him well, he should forgive him.
Don't be fooled by Zhou Boye's appearance, he is actually very easy to coax.
He told Qin Zhixing his idea, but Qin Zhixing just smiled gently and said, "No problem, I'll contact the captain."
He agreed, but there was no response from the captain for half a month.
He was an illegal immigrant in Country A, afraid to leave his home for long periods of time, and without a job, he relied on Qin Zhixing for everything. His daily routine was to wait for Qin Zhixing to get off work in his modest rental apartment, and then have dinner together.
Another month passed, and he found that Qin Zhixing seemed... reluctant to let him go.
He could only find a way to return home on his own. Fortunately, he met a Fujian businessman in Chinatown. In half a month, a ship would return and give him a free ride.
Jiang Yuxia was overjoyed and counted the time on his fingers.
With five days left in the countdown, an accident happened.
He and Qin Zhi were walking on the sidewalk when a white van rammed towards them like crazy.
Qin Zhixing was on the phone and was a beat slow to react. Jiang Yuxia only had time to push him away. When he regained consciousness, he was lying on the road, with waves of severe pain sweeping through his body.
"Hahaha, fuck, I let you guys trick me! You all deserve to die!"
It’s Feng Mingliang.
He really deserved Jiang Yuxia's nickname of "dog-skin plaster" as he somehow found the two people's residence so accurately.
He got a car and quietly waited downstairs of their apartment, waiting for this moment.
"They all must die! They all must die!"
After not seeing him for a few months, his slightly plump body has become thin, his skin is tanned, and his eyes are as big as copper bells. I don't know what he has been through.
He was trying to ram the van when a group of passersby gathered around him. When he slowed down and changed direction, a tall and strong man kicked open the door and pulled him down. Someone else climbed up and stopped the car.
Zhou Boye tightened his grip around Jiang Yuxia's arm as he listened to her calm explanation. "I was in a coma for a while after the car accident. Brother Qin didn't tell me what happened to Feng Mingliang later. I also sustained a brain injury, which is how I got the blood clot in my head. I've lost my memory."
"But the amnesia is only temporary. After a few months of recovering my memory, I thought about coming back..."
But by then the businessman he met had already returned to his country. When he told Qin Zhixing about his idea, the answer he got was always that his injury had not yet healed and he was not suitable for a long journey.
One week, two weeks, the waiting time was extremely long. He wanted to return to Zhou Boye like crazy. He no longer asked Qin Zhixing questions, but made demands, asking him to return his documents to him. He would even accept it if the Immigration Bureau deported him.
Qin Zhixing simply asked him, "Isn't it good for us to live here? I have the ability to provide you with a comfortable and prosperous life."
"Brother, what are you talking about? Isn't going abroad a temporary solution?"
"You want to go back to find Zhou Boye? Do you... really like Zhou Boye that much?"
"I love him."
Qin Zhixing was silent for a while. After a while, he suddenly laughed, a very light smile, "I understand. I'll make the arrangements."
Although Jiang Yuxia felt that something was wrong with him, she didn't think too much about it. "Thank you."
He hadn't expected this so-called arrangement to take this form. The day after their chat, the two moved to a new place, a more spacious and brighter one.
It's just that the location is in the suburbs and there are not many residents around.
There are iron bars installed around the windows of the house, and the gate is also made of iron, which is somewhat inconsistent with the surrounding environment.
He asked, and Qin Zhixing told him that there were often wild animals around, and these were to prevent animals from entering the house.
By the time he finally realized who these iron fences were for, it was too late to escape. He was locked in the house, and could only wait for Qin Zhixing to come back in the evening before he could go out for a walk with him.
He resisted, but in vain.
He asked Qin Zhixing why he treated him like this, and he answered casually, "Because I like you, Xia Xia, live with me."
Perhaps because they grew up in an orphanage, an environment that required competition, they are somewhat paranoid, and they believe that they have to rely on their own efforts to get what they want.
Whether it was robbed or stolen, as long as you got it, it's fine.
Qin Zhixing took away all the tools in the house that could communicate with the outside world, but bought him a lot of games and books for entertainment.
He provided him with food and drink every day, but never touched him. He just kept him by his side. Sometimes he felt that Qin Zhixing was like raising a child and didn't understand what he was trying to do.
This kind of life lasted for a while, and he had some psychological problems, so Qin Zhixing took him to see a psychologist.
He thought it was funny, like someone tearing something and trying to sew it back together. He asked him, "What are you trying to do? I can't give you anything."
Qin Zhixing didn't say anything, but the look he gave him was complicated.
The psychologist is Qin Zhixing's classmate. Qin Zhixing is a very talented person with a high IQ. He can learn anything quickly. He studied for a double degree in college, one of which is in psychology.
He himself was not very clear about what happened afterwards. He only knew that after several psychological treatments, his memory of Zhou Boye became vague.
For a while, he even completely forgot about Zhou Boye, including everything Qin Zhixing had done. The relationship between the two returned to the state before they went abroad, or even when they were cuddling each other in the orphanage.
Therefore, Qin Zhixing gave him freedom again. By chance, he regained his clarity of mind for a moment, remembered everything, and began to plan to escape back to China.
This is how the subsequent story came about.
"This is what happened back then." Jiang Yuxia snuggled into his arms. "I'm sorry. I thought I was doing you good, so I did those things, which led to so many irreversible consequences."
Zhou Boye stroked his back again and again, feeling as if all the seasoning bottles had been overturned in his heart, with mixed feelings. It was hard to tell which taste was more dominant.
It felt like there was a ball of wet cotton stuck in his throat, making it sore and choking that he couldn't utter a word.
Jiang Yuxia's behavior was so obvious at the time, so why didn't he ask more questions or ask someone to investigate? He knew Jiang Yuxia wouldn't break up without a reason...
"Youyou." Zhou Boye called him, lowered his head and buried it in Jiang Yuxia's neck, absorbing his warmth.
"I'm sorry, I was so slow."
At that time, he must have hoped that he could notice it and face it with him, but he was too slow and only immersed in his own emotions, and he didn't even notice it until now.
Feeling the wetness on his neck, Jiang Yuxia's pupils shrank and he said anxiously, "This has nothing to do with you. I was too arrogant at that time and thought I could handle everything..."
He was halfway through his words when Zhou Boye blocked his lips, and the unfinished words rolled between their lips and tongues before being swallowed.
Neither of them slept much that night. When Jiang Yuxia woke up the next day, it was already noon. After he washed up, it was almost lunchtime.
As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he ran into Zhou Boye who was about to open the door. He paused before looking up and asking him, "Why didn't you go to work today?"
"I had the work delivered to my home." Zhou Boye replied.
He was lazy today and stayed in bed for a long time before getting out of bed.
Seeing that Jiang Yuxia was sleeping soundly, he didn't want to wake him up for breakfast, but when he saw that he was still motionless at noon, he couldn't sit still anymore. He missed a meal and couldn't miss lunch again. The doctor had definitely told him to eat three meals on time.
Zhou Boye: "Auntie has already prepared lunch. I thought you were still sleeping and was about to come and call you."
During dinner, Zhou Boye received a phone call, and his expression changed slightly. Jiang Yuxia gave him a puzzled look, and Zhou Boye smiled at him reassuringly without saying anything.
After dinner, when the two were taking a walk outside to digest their food, Zhou Boye suddenly told him the news he had just received.
The news is about Qin Zhixing.
Jiang Yuxia stopped, his eyes filled with surprise and some indescribable complexity.
The door of the ward was half closed, and Jiang Yuxia did not push it open immediately.
Through the crack in the door, he saw a skinny patient leaning against the head of the bed. He tilted his head to look at the green trees outside the window. The glasses on his nose looked very familiar, but seemed to be a size too big.
His pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't even immediately recognize the person leaning on the bed. He frowned and looked at Zhou Boye standing behind him in disbelief, as if asking who this was?
Zhou Boye tightened his grip on his hand slightly, then loosened it and gave him a firm answer, "Go in."
The door was gently pushed open. Qin Zhixing heard the sound and slowly turned his head. When his eyes met Jiang Yuxia's, they were both slightly startled.
After a moment, Qin Zhixing adjusted his collar and pulled at his cuffs. He forced a small smile and said, "You're here."
His gaze was still as gentle as ever when it fell on him, but his voice had changed a little, becoming weak, as if it would break if it got any louder in this bitter winter.
He didn't seem surprised by his arrival, and it seemed as if he had been waiting for him.
Jiang Yuxia felt like she was rooted to the ground, unable to move a single step. Something in her head seemed to explode, frantically denying everything.
How could this be Qin Zhixing?
Even in the most difficult days, he had never seen Qin Zhixing in such a miserable state.
He looked so miserable that he was even a little pitiful.
Qin Zhixing pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, his eyes curved downwards, and his tone was filled with a gentle smile and comfort, "Sorry, did I scare you?"
Even in the final stages of his life, Qin Zhixing possessed none of those sharp, piercing qualities. He was like the softest flower, white with a touch of crimson edging the petals, but the stamens were a deep, dark crimson, a passionate crimson that disregarded everything in the world.
That's something else about him.
Jiang Yuxia walked over to him, and neither of them spoke, just sat there silently.
Qin Zhixing knew that Jiang Yuxia had recovered his memory because someone had come to talk to him about it. However, Jiang Yuxia and Zhou Boye were both respectable people and could not do anything to a dying patient.
No.
Qin Zhixing silently rejected his own statement in his heart. Zhou Boye's personality was not very good, but he cared about Jiang Yuxia.
He and Zhou Boye were very different in this regard. If it were him, he would never let Jiang Yuxia see him again. He would probably have taken action the moment he knew the situation, regardless of whether he would die or not.
If he was really about to die, it would be refreshing to be able to take revenge with his own hands before he died, otherwise he would feel cowardly for the rest of his life.
Zhou Boye is similar to him in nature, neither of them is a generous and kind person, but he has too strong self-control towards Jiang Yuxia. He can control some of his dark thoughts and respect Jiang Yuxia's ideas to the greatest extent possible.
And he couldn't do it.
Whenever he faced Jiang Yuxia, the dark vines would always grow wantonly and without reason, until they covered his entire spiritual world, imprisoning him inside, and he also wanted to pull Jiang Yuxia in.
He knows very well how difficult it is to maintain such self-control in love.
Therefore, he had to admit that Jiang Yuxia's choice was correct in every aspect.
"Why didn't you tell me you were sick?"
Jiang Yuxia's voice rang out, "Does it hurt?"
This was the first sentence Jiang Yuxia said to him after entering the ward. Qin Zhixing's smile froze on his face. He had imagined what Jiang Yuxia would say when they first met him, some resentful and some complaining, but he never expected it to be this.
"Ha ha."
Qin Zhixing chuckled softly. He slowly lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and the smile on his face faded, then slowly disappeared. "Do you blame me?"
"blame."
Jiang Yuxia did not lie. It is unlikely that she has no resentment towards Qin Zhixing.
But this little resentment, when placed before life and death, is as thin as a page of a book blown high by the wind. When I finish reading this page, perhaps I will turn it over in anticipation of the future.
He also always believed that Qin Zhixing took him abroad in the beginning just to help him, and that the feathers that were not yet fully grown shielded him from the wind and rain when he was desperate.
"Is that so?" The smile that always hung on Qin Zhixing's lips rose again, even happier than before.
Jiang Yuxia paused slightly. Sometimes he really didn't know what Qin Zhixing was thinking, like now.
After leaving the ward, the doctor talked to him about Qin Zhixing's condition.
The duration of Qin Zhixing's life can now be accurately calculated to the number of days.
After Jiang Yuxia left, Zhou Boye came to see Qin Zhixing alone. He wanted to know the blanks that Jiang Yuxia mentioned.
Qin Zhixing was not surprised to see the person and asked calmly, "What do you want to know?"
Zhou Boye: "Is Youyou's confusion just due to trauma?"
“…”
Qin Zhixing turned his head to look out the window, his eyes slightly lowered so that no one could see his expression. "You asked that because I guessed it."
"Yes, I hypnotized him, trying to make him forget you." He paused, his drooping eyelashes trembling. "Seven times."
"He hasn't forgotten you even seven times."
Bang!
Zhou Boye's fist landed on the side of his face. As a patient, he could not withstand such force and almost fell off the bed due to inertia.
Qin Zhixing wiped the blood from his cut lip with his sleeve. He coughed twice and smiled, "You shouldn't have hit me in the face. If someone saw me, I'd have to explain myself. It would be so troublesome."
He raised his eyes to Zhou Boye's slightly red eyes, and the smile on his lips faded again, "Obviously, I knew him before you."
“Sometimes I feel like God is so unfair.”
He sighed, as if accepting his fate, and said, "What else do you want to know? I'll tell you everything."
When Jiang Yuxia found Zhou Boye, he was sitting in his study, the ashtray in front of him overflowing with cigarette butts. He was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
His voice brought Zhou Boye, who was lost in thought, back to reality. He immediately opened the study window, stood up, and pulled Jiang Yuxia over, "Let's go outside."
Jiang Yuxia didn't move. He reached out and touched Zhou Boye's dark eyes. His brows were lowered and he looked a little sad.
Zhou Boye couldn't help himself and reached out to hug him. He was such a rational person, but sitting in the study that afternoon, he kept thinking about what would have happened if he had discovered Jiang Yuxia's predicament...
How come he didn’t notice!
How could he not notice!
…
The torture of illness made Qin Zhixing's last period of time very difficult. The only time he could feel comfortable was the short sleep after taking the painkiller.
He became weaker and weaker, as if a syringe was continuously sucking the blood from his bones. He shrank day by day, and in the end, only a thin layer of skin covering his bones remained.
That day, Jiang Yuxia walked into the ward and saw Qin Zhixing standing alone by the windowsill, looking at the cypress trees that were swaying in the cold wind but still green.
A loose hospital gown hung on him. He stood there, his back still straight and clean. It seemed that when you got closer you could smell the refreshing scent of soap mixed with sunshine, the same as he had been doing for nearly thirty years.
Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw Jiang Yuxia, laughing loudly, "You're here."
Jiang Yuxia paused, secretly sensing something, his heart skipping a beat. He reached out and took a coat, "It's cold, put on something."
Qin Zhixing obediently stretched out his hand, even though he was feeling very hot, as if a fire was rising from the soles of his feet, like a boiler that was about to burn out.
His eyes were fixed on Jiang Yuxia, and his gaze followed his movements.
"Xia Xia." He suddenly said, pointing to the tree outside the window, "The tree outside your dormitory is always green in winter."
Jiang Yuxia followed his gaze, only to glance before her eyes rested on his hand. Qin Zhixing had a small mole on the inside of his index finger. His hand was the only part of him that hadn't changed much. His fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints.
When I was a child, I always thought his hands were very big. Every time I held his hand, I could completely wrap his hands around them. Now our hands are almost the same size.
"Don't stand there for too long, take a break." Jiang Yuxia didn't answer him directly.
Qin Zhixing stood for a while and then sat back down on the chair, sighing, "The green is so soothing to look at."
At night, he became visibly weak, as if all his vitality had been drained away by a stream of air.
At the last moment, Qin Zhixing's vision became blurred, and he said to Jiang Yuxia the only time in his life that he sincerely said "I'm sorry".
Jiang Yuxia's eyes were slightly red, and he asked him, "Why are you still unwilling to tell me those things after I escaped back to the country?"
He was obviously in so much pain at that time.
Qin Zhixing was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly, "Sometimes, even in our own minds, it's hard to face our own despicable side."
"I didn't want you to hate me then. But if it happened again... I would choose to let you go."
"I'm so sorry that you got to know Qin Zhixing."
No one taught Qin Zhixing how to love. He thought love was just possession, so he did a lot of wrong things.
Finally he smiled. He was unable to speak, but his lips were still moving.
Jiang Yuxia tried hard to decipher what he said, only to find that he was asking, "Why can't you just like me?"
"I really envy him."
Jiang Yuxia's eyes were hot, and the breathing sound beside his ear slowly stopped. After so many years of entanglement, the bond between him and him was broken at this moment.
Jiang Yuxia gritted her teeth but still cried out, "Ah..."
"Ding Dong" the phone rang, and two text messages became blurred in front of my eyes. One was the scheduled transfer message of Qin Zhixing's bank card, and the other was the inheritance transfer sent to him by his lawyer.
Memories kept coming back, and finally stopped at the moment when Qin Zhixing took him to sit by the lake. The handsome boy wiped the dirt off his face, and with a hint of longing in his tone, he told him to work hard to add bricks and tiles to his name.
Qin Zhixing's funeral was relatively simple. Only his colleagues from the hospital came to pay their respects. He did not notify any other friends, and he had no relatives to begin with.
On the day of the burial, the weather wasn't particularly good, with a light drizzle. Jiang Yuxia, dressed in black, stood before his grave, looking at the black-and-white photo on the tombstone. In the photo, Qin Zhixing had a gentle smile and a gentle expression.
He felt like he had just had a very long dream. He lowered his eyes to glance at his red, frozen hands, feeling a huge sense of unreality and reality pulling at each other.
Zhou Boye held the umbrella and held his hand with his other hand, slowly tightening it and putting it in his coat pocket. "Let's go. Auntie specially cooked some delicious dishes today to change your taste."
Jiang Yuxia shook hands back and nodded, "Okay."
The fine rain fell silently on the taut umbrella. Leather shoes clunked on the wet marble, and the shadows of the two people were stretched very long by the dim light.
When they reached the gate of the cemetery, Jiang Yuxia stopped and turned to take a look.
Zhou Boye: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yuxia slowly withdrew his gaze and shook his head, "It's okay."
…
A few months later.
The Spring Festival has passed in a lively manner. As the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month approaches, major universities have started to open their classes one after another.
The results of Jiang Yuxia's reexamination were good, and he proposed to complete his unfinished studies. Fortunately, Zhou Boye had arranged for him to take a leave of absence.
Zhou Boye naturally had no objection. Fortunately, his school was in the same city, so he could even go to school as a day student if he wanted.
But the school requires students to live on campus, so there is no other way. Jiang Yuxia can only come back on Saturdays and Sundays.
On the first day of school, Zhou Boye deliberately changed into a more youthful and sunny outfit. His usual business attire made him feel that he and Jiang Yuxia were almost of a different generation.
Zhou Boye didn't ask the driver to take him there. The two of them drove there by themselves. There were two large gift boxes packed in the trunk.
Jiang Yuxia has been staring at Zhou Boye since he left the house, his eyes slightly shining.
Zhou Boye glanced at him sideways while driving. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face? Or is this outfit weird?"
Jiang Yuxia raised her eyebrows slightly, "Super handsome! Handsome Zhou, do you want to go out tonight?"
"Don't hire me now," he said, laughing again. "Come back tonight."
When he went to clean the dormitory, he rolled up his sleeves and fetched a basin of water, then wiped the table and bed carefully. Jiang Yuxia was not allowed to intervene even when she wanted to.
He sat back in the chair, his chin propped up by his hand as he stared at him, "You know, you have a daddy aura around you right now."
Zhou Boye wrung out the rag, and Jiang Yuxia was really afraid that the dirty water would accidentally splash onto his expensive watch.
"If you want to call me that, I won't refuse."
Besides him, there were two other people living in the four-person dormitory, leaving one bed empty. Judging by the bedding already made up on the beds, the other two must have already returned to school and were probably out for dinner.
Sure enough, after waiting for a while, someone came back.
Two young men came in, and when they saw the two familiar faces, they were stunned for a moment.
Jiang Yuxia spoke first, "Hello."
He had already finished his freshman year classes and was now attending school with the sophomores, sharing a dormitory with classmates from the same class.
"Hey, hello, hello."
"Jiang Yuxia?" one of them asked, then turned to look at Zhou Boye and blinked, "Mr. Zhou?"
As an outstanding young entrepreneur, Zhou Boye appears in the news from time to time and appears in public quite often.
Zhou Boye nodded lightly, "Hello."
"Oh my god, it's actually a real person. Hello, my name is Li Ming."
After introducing himself, Jiang Yuxia took out the pastries Uncle Zheng had brought for him, saying they would help him bond with his classmates. He was worried that he might not be able to adapt to the unfamiliar environment, so he packed everything he could, enough pastries to share with forty or fifty people.
Zhou Boye ruthlessly left Jiang Yuxia dumbfounded, and he only took this small box, but it was enough for his roommates to share.
The few of them chatted for a while. Zhou Boye had a very strong aura in front of outsiders, and the two classmates felt a little uncomfortable around him.
Zhou Boye himself also discovered this problem, and he made an excuse to go out.
The original intention was to leave them some space to communicate, but before long, Jiang Yuxia also arrived.
"Why did you come out?" Zhou Boye asked him.
"I already know everyone, and there's nothing else to do anyway." Jiang Yuxia was also very frank, "I want to be with you more."
His words softened Zhou Boye's heart, and he reached out to rub his head. "Let's go walk around the campus?"
"good."
When Jiang Yuxia first came to this school, the scene was similar. They also walked around the school, but there were more than just the two of them at that time.
After a cold winter, the trees began to sprout. Jiang Yuxia looked at the small green buds and thought that spring should be coming soon.
After school started, Jiang Yuxia began to run back and forth between home and abroad. Zhou Boye often came to bring him food, including soups made by his aunt at home and snacks that Jiang Yuxia liked to eat.
While he was in school, he turned down all the work he could as he wanted to take some time to relax, so he didn't feel any pressure about his figure.
That day, when Jiang Yuxia came back from class on Friday, he couldn't find Zhou Boye. Uncle Zheng said he was in the study, and then he trotted upstairs.
When he pushed the door open, he heard Zhou Boye talking on the phone. Jiang Yuxia sat on the sofa next to him waiting for him. He listened carefully and found that the voice was from a foreign country.
After seeing him, Zhou Boye smiled, hung up the phone, walked to him, sat down, reached out to hug him, let him sit on his lap, and the two sat face to face.
He leaned over and kissed him on the lips, resting his chin on his shoulder and asked him, "Are you tired of class?"
Jiang Yuxia smiled. Zhou Boye has been very naughty recently, as if he has some skin hunger. When the two of them are together, he wants to use glue to stick them together.
"Not tired. Who did you call just now?" Jiang Yuxia vaguely heard a familiar name and guessed something.
"It's a call from a foreign friend." Zhou Boye paused, "From Country A."
Country A...
As expected.
He raised his eyes and stared at Zhou Boye. Zhou Boye reached out and pressed the back of his neck, tightened his grip on him, and whispered, "I'm not a good person."
"But if you have any objections..."
"I didn't." Jiang Yuxia's eyes dimmed slightly. "If you don't do it, I will find time to deal with him sooner or later."
Jiang Yuxia never called that man "Dad", nor did he raise him. He had no gratitude for giving birth to him or raising him. That man had nothing to do with him at all.
No, it's somewhat related, enemy.
Zhou Boye rubbed his head soothingly, "Then do it my way, don't dirty your hands."
Similarly, if Qin Zhixing was not sick, he would also take action, but he would be more covert and might not let Jiang Yuxia know at all.
Jiang Yuxia didn't ask what his method was, and Zhou Boye didn't intend to let him know. He lightly brushed off the topic and said, "Get ready to wash your hands and eat. Your uncle Zheng said that since you're back today, he specially prepared a lot of dishes to nourish you."
"Okay."
The summer after his sophomore year, his movie "Summer Fantasy" was released.
As an art film, its box office is still far behind the summer blockbuster dramas, but its reputation has been well-received, and the ratings on several major platforms are unexpectedly high.
Whether it is post-production, director level, or actor acting, it is impeccable.
In the winter of the same year, Jiang Yuxia won the Best Actor award, a highly prestigious award in the industry, becoming the biggest dark horse of the year and the talk of the town for a while.
Before going on stage to receive the award, he and director Li Li hugged each other. Their eyes were a little red when they looked at each other, and when they saw each other like that, they laughed out loud.
"Our efforts have not been in vain."
"Haha, yeah."
When delivering his acceptance speech, he sincerely thanked the crew, "I am very lucky to have such an excellent team on my first film. I am very grateful to them."
He paused and smiled, "Besides the team, I also want to thank one person in particular: my family."
He didn't mention anyone by name and his words were rather vague, but it still topped the trending searches.
[Ahhhhh!!! Best Actor!! My Xia is awesome! P.S. Does this count as announcing a relationship?]
[Congratulations! My Xia is the best actor! ! Also, family members, family members, I didn't mention being in a relationship! [dog head]]
[Xiao Xia is so promising! Off topic: Yo yo yo, who the family members are, it's so hard to guess.]
[Hahahaha, someone in front of the TV must be going crazy with joy right now.]
The Best Actor and Best Actress awards were presented as the finale, and an excellent song and dance performance brought the award ceremony to a grand conclusion.
After the event, many people congratulated Jiang Yuxia. He breathed a sigh of relief after the crowd dispersed. He did not attend the dinner because someone had been waiting for him outside for a long time.
A black Rolls-Royce was parked under a tree outside the venue. Passing fans and reporters would glance sideways as they walked by, wondering which big shot's car it was.
Zhou Boye, who was sitting in the back seat, glanced at the message and said to the driver, "Go to the underground parking lot."
Jiang Yuxia ended the interview and smiled gently at the camera and thanked everyone again.
Sun Quan blocked the crowd that was rushing towards him.
Amidst the noisy crowd, he ran into the elevator, went down to the underground parking lot, and ran to Zhou Boye's car holding the trophy in his hand as if showing off.
Zhou Boye stepped forward to greet him and hugged him tightly.
"Is it cool? Is it handsome?"
Zhou Boye responded one by one, "He's so cool and handsome, the most eye-catching person tonight."
Jiang Yuxia: "Did you watch the live broadcast of the gala?"
"Yeah." Zhou Boye paused, "This is what a family member should do."
Jiang Yuxia twitched her lower lip, "The family should receive my sincere thanks."
"The family received it and expressed their deep gratitude." Zhou Boye smiled and gave him a light kiss on the top of his head.
The car drove out of the parking lot and drove onto the main road. Neon lights passed by the car window, forming long and beautiful lines.
Zhou Boye took out the sandwich he had prepared in advance and said, "Are you hungry? Fill your stomach first, then we'll have the big meal."
The food was still warm when Jiang Yuxia took it in his hand. As he had to wear a formal dress today, he didn't dare to eat much and just took a quick bite. After the ceremony, his stomach was indeed empty.
He took a bite and began to talk to Zhou Boye about his experiences today. He said he was very lucky.
Zhou Boye couldn't believe how lucky he was. He watched him walk step by step from the orphanage under the stars, into the spotlight and amidst the bustling crowds.
He was proud of him.
Jiang Yuxia stopped talking and the car drove into a branch road with two rows of ginkgo trees planted on both sides of the road.
The golden ginkgo leaves were blown up by the wind from the speeding car, fluttering up and then falling down in a spiral.
He rolled down the car window, and cool air blew in, carrying with it a few fan-shaped leaves. One of the leaves fell on Zhou Boye's shoulder, but he didn't reach out to sweep it away.
Jiang Yuxia looked at Ye Zi, and when she raised her eyes, she met Zhou Boye's deep and gentle eyes.
He suddenly laughed.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Boye asked him.
Jiang Yuxia shook her head, reached out to pick the fallen leaves off his shoulders, smiled and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips.
He just suddenly felt that perhaps this absurd confusion of consciousness was his soul's self-salvation.
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