That night, Ji Qingzhou slept uneasily. He dreamed that Chu Cheng had left. He looked for him in many places but could not find him anymore. He murmured why and someone answered him that it was because the time had come. He woke up from the dream instantly and stared at Chu Cheng beside him, his eyes slowly turning red.
Ji Qingzhou got out of bed, walked to the living room, sat down quietly on the sofa, tears streaming down his face.
He had never been as sad as he was today, and he had never been so aware that he fell in love with Chu Cheng.
He liked Chu Cheng, so he wanted to give him everything he had, but Chu Cheng refused.
Ji Qingzhou has always been very clear about his position. He knows that Chu Cheng is his financial backer and he is Chu Cheng's lover. They have no future, so he never asks for a future.
It was his own business that he liked Chu Cheng. Chu Cheng spoiled him the way a sponsor treated his lover, and he loved him the way he treated his lover. Although their starting points were different, they got along very well.
Until now, until Chu Cheng refused to have sex with him, Ji Qingzhou felt for the first time that they were different. For him, having sex with his lover was a very normal thing. Even if they separated in the future, he thought it was normal. He never expected a long-term relationship, but only wanted to live well in every moment. Therefore, he was willing to do his best when he loved, and he would not regret it when he left.
When you are in love, there is always the possibility of breaking up, especially in first love, but as long as the love is sweet enough and no one feels sorry for each other when you break up, that's enough.
But Chu Cheng thought from the perspective of the financial sponsor. He was afraid that his life would be tainted, so he rejected him. In Chu Cheng's heart, he always belonged to someone else. Even though he was by his side now, he would belong to someone else in the future.
At this moment, Ji Qingzhou completely saw through Chu Cheng's thoughts. Chu Cheng really didn't like him, so he pushed him away. He wanted to give it to Chu Cheng, but Chu Cheng didn't want it.
Ji Qingzhou cried silently. From the time he traveled through time until now, he had never felt that anything really made him uncomfortable. He always felt that Wang Fang's serious illness, the inexplicable support, Chen Jiyuan's targeting, Fang Yaoxuan and Luo Yuxin's entanglement were not a big deal and were not worth his annoyance.
But this time, he really felt uncomfortable. He didn't ask for Chu Cheng's love, nor did he ask for Chu Cheng's future. He just wanted to go through the whole process like in a love relationship, and wanted to give his first time to Chu Cheng, the first person he loved.
But Chu Cheng refused.
What could he do? He didn't even dare to ask Chu Cheng again, for fear that he would ask him why he was so persistent? Ask him if he liked him? And then terminate the deal early.
He had no other options, even crying could only be done in secret, hiding where Chu Cheng couldn't see him.
He covered his eyes with his hands, quietly, forbearingly, without making a sound, sobbing silently for his love.
When the lights came on, Ji Qingzhou was a little stunned. He instinctively put down his hands, turned his head, and saw Chu Cheng not far away.
Chu Cheng looked at his red eyes and undried tear marks and was instantly frightened awake, "Why are you crying?" He walked over.
Ji Qingzhou looked at him and tears started to flow again.
Chu Cheng used tissue paper to wipe his tears and asked him, "Why are you crying? What's the matter? Come to me, why are you crying?"
Ji Qingzhou shook his head, smiled, and said to him, "It's okay."
"Why are you crying here in the middle of the night?"
"I had a nightmare." Ji Qingzhou said.
"What dream scared you so much?" Chu Cheng asked.
"I dreamed that you left." Ji Qingzhou looked at him.
Chu Cheng was stunned for a moment. Ji Qingzhou looked at him and said, "He left suddenly. I couldn't find him no matter how hard I looked."
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