Chapter 25
Chen Liuchi's body stiffened suddenly, and Cen Zhao naturally felt it and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen Liuchi's fingers were still hooked with Cen Zhao's. He didn't let go, but he could feel the temperature of his fingertips fade away instantly, like an ice crystal that quickly solidified after losing its nourishment.
"My mom...my mom is over there."
After a few seconds, Chenliuchi finally spoke. Although he tried his best to conceal it, the tension in his voice could not be faked.
He was very nervous.
Cen Zhao was no fool; he naturally understood the meaning of this uneasiness. He immediately and calmly withdrew his fingers from Chen Liuchi's fingers and patted his shoulder like a good brother. "Don't worry, it's far away, Auntie might not be able to see."
Chen Liuchi moved his lips but no sound came out. He knew Zhang Ning saw it. Zhang Ning must have seen it. A mother's attention to her child is unmatched by anyone else.
"Sinking pond."
Cen Zhao didn't turn around, just staring at the sinking pond, his voice as calm as ever: "Be natural, we're just friends, right?"
Chen Liuchi seemed to come to his senses suddenly and frowned: "Of course not, Cen Zhao, don't you think I'm too cowardly?"
He looked at the other person and said unhappily, "I just think this isn't a good place to be frank."
Cen Zhao's eyes widened slightly, a hint of smile flashing across them. He apologized and pointed to the side door next to the elevator hall: "You can go out this way. I'll wait for you here."
As he spoke, Chen Liuchi saw Zhang Ning move and walked towards them.
"good."
Cen Zhao's hand was still on his shoulder. Chen Liuchi raised his hand and placed it on the back of Cen Zhao's hand, pressing it firmly: "Wait for me to come back."
Chen Liuchi was right, Zhang Ning did see it, so she quickly understood what her son meant and turned towards the side door.
However, she could not avoid passing by Cen Zhao who was standing still. Zhang Ning did not look at him with that scrutinizing gaze, as she had already looked at him long enough.
Cen Zhao looked at her for a second, then smiled with his eyes curved. It was a gentle and measured smile, which made it impossible for Zhang Ning to keep a cold expression, so she could only nod slightly.
Chen Liuchi was already waiting at the door. He was a little surprised to see his mother's attitude towards Cen Zhao, but then he felt that it was normal. After all, Zhang Ning's character would not allow her to ignore Cen Zhao directly.
In summer, it is extremely hot outside. The fan of the air conditioner case keeps turning, and the noise and cicada chirping are heard one after another.
Neither Zhang Ning nor Shen Liuchi spoke. They just sat shoulder to shoulder on a bench not far from the door. Clouds floated over from afar, casting shadows over their heads.
Finally, Chenliuchi couldn't hold it in any longer and spoke first: "Mom...why did you come down here?"
Zhang Ning whispered, "Come down to get your brother's CT scan order, and go to the supermarket to buy some things. None of these men are reliable. Your brother was hospitalized for two days and I didn't even buy him a decent mouthwash cup."
Chen Liuchi said nothing, lowering his head to listen to Zhang Ning's complaints. When she finished speaking, her voice trembled slightly:
"How can you, grown men, be reliable when you are like this..."
Zhang Ning is different from Zeng Qingya. She is more like a flower that is well cared for in a greenhouse. She was protected by her parents when she was young and her husband was considerate after marriage. She has never even gone out to work, and the biggest setbacks in her life are nothing more than trivial family matters.
In her heart, the only thing she couldn't get over was Chen Liuchi, who had been hurt ten years ago, and perhaps now. Chen Liuchi thought sadly that in Zhang Ning's world, the things she couldn't get over always seemed to be related to him.
Zhang Ning was speechless. Only she knew clearly what the flowers in the greenhouse were experiencing at that moment. Even without rain, snow, wind or frost, a few petals still fell down in dejection.
"Is it that person who caused you that year—"
"no!"
Chen Liuchi's voice couldn't help but rise a little, but soon died down. Zhang Ning and the others still blamed themselves for what happened back then, and this was not what he wanted to see.
"I don't think so."
Chen Liuchi was still secretly depressed, but Zhang Ning beside him spoke first unexpectedly. She looked at Chen Liuchi, and it seemed as if she was looking at ten years ago: "You were so powerful back then, you could beat that pervert's head with a bench and make it bleed. I don't think he can have any effect on you."
Even if there is, the sinking pool can still break it bravely like when he was seventeen.
Zhang Ning knew that he could do it.
So at this moment, Zhang Ning’s worries did not come from ten years ago.
Chen Liuchi suddenly realized something and turned his head to look over. He found that Zhang Ning's gaze had already moved away from him and instead fell on the shadow of the porch behind him.
Cen Zhao stood there.
Not too far, not too close, quiet, and non-disturbing.
"When did you and him...how did it become like this?"
Zhang Ning didn't understand. Since it wasn't the influence from ten years ago, why was the sinking pool different from that of ordinary people?
Chen Liuchi moved his mouth, but no sound came out immediately. He had imagined the scene before him countless times over the past decade or so, but when the moment finally arrived, his voice trembled unconsciously, but tremblingly, he said firmly: "It's early, Mom. Actually, you all got one thing wrong."
"Back then, I didn't become a model for Jiang Bozheng because I was tricked into doing so. It was because of my sexual orientation that I was willing to cooperate with him in taking photos."
Ten years ago, Shen Maoyuan invited his senior Jiang Bozheng, who was good at photography, to his home for a birthday party.
At that time, Jiang Bozheng was only 25 years old and was about to graduate from graduate school. He was full of vigor and vitality but also gentle and elegant, and very likable.
Seventeen-year-old Chen Liuchi was naturally no exception.
Greeting each other, exchanging contact information, meeting frequently, everything is done in an orderly and tacit manner.
Jiang Bozheng is the vice president of the photography club, and Chen Liuchi naturally became his exclusive model at his invitation.
I have to admit that the photos taken by Jiang Bozheng are wonderful and emotional, but these emotions gradually deteriorate as they become more familiar.
It was not until that night that Jiang Bozheng brought Chen Liuchi home and coaxed him to take off his coat, trousers, and even underwear.
Chen Liuchi walked barefoot on the cold floor, looking at the person opposite him in a daze, but met the man's crazy and obsessed eyes.
The moment the flash came on, the light tore apart all disguises.
In the blinding light, Chen Liuchi suddenly understood something. However, the first thing that washed over him wasn't the cold lens, but indescribable anger and disappointment. That feeling was like a cold lightning bolt, striking Shen Liuchi's heart hard.
The person in front of him is not a talented lover, but a devil with lewd and weird habits.
The sinking pool does not want the devil, nor will it condone the devil's crimes.
So he picked up the transparent seat under him and smashed it on Jiang Bozheng's head without mercy.
When facing the devil, simply struggling and refuting will have little effect. Only when they feel the pain and fear, can they launch the most powerful counterattack.
"At that time, I didn't know if I could say I liked men. After that happened, I was even more afraid to say it." Chen Liuchi lowered his eyes and didn't look at Zhang Ning. "But I know that sooner or later you will all know if I have a lover."
If the target was a scumbag like Jiang Bozheng, it wouldn't matter whether he said it or not. But Chen Liuchi happened to have met a wonderful lover, and Cen Zhao's honesty and tenderness made him not want to hide it any longer.
The night was long gone and they wanted to be in the sunlight.
The morning in the hospital was not quiet at all. People were coming and going all around, and only this small area was silent. The sunlight fell from the eaves in the distance, lying on the floor tiles in front of the two people's feet with a clear boundary, brilliant and silent.
After a long moment, Chen Liuchi heard Zhang Ning sigh softly. The air around them seemed to suddenly condense with this sigh, and the oxygen became thinner. The clouds above suddenly moved closer. Chen Liuchi took a hard breath and opened his mouth, "Mom..."
"What are you going to do in the future if you do this?"
Zhang Ning lowered her eyes, the shadow of her eyelashes weighing heavily on her eyes. But as soon as she raised her eyes, the shadow quickly flew away, transformed into a very warm light: "I originally wanted to say this, because I was worried about your future."
"But instead of worrying, I suddenly realized that I felt more fortunate."
As she spoke, she reached out and shook Chenliu Chi's hand. The sunlight fell from overhead, casting a light, warm golden hue on Zhang Ning's body. "Xiao Chi, your father and I have been very worried. We're afraid that you'll be affected by that incident and will be alone from now on."
"It's very lonely to be alone. It takes a lot of courage to walk alone."
"So if you have someone to accompany you, no matter who it is, Mom will breathe a sigh of relief first."
Upon hearing this, Chen Liuchi opened his eyes wide.
He looked at Zhang Ning and felt at a loss for a moment.
The sunlight slanted down from a great height, and the cloud was no longer overhead, but had drifted away.
"Don't let your dad know yet."
Zhang Ning looked at the sinking pool, a complex tenderness on her face. She turned her head to look at where Cen Zhao was standing, smiled slightly and nodded:
"Send someone over here, don't just stand there by yourself."
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