Chapter 201 Willing to Give Up
The wind and rain in Mozi Mountain had not stopped yet, but Jiang Wu could no longer hear any sound around him. He just stood there in a daze, being held tightly in a familiar embrace by a pair of hands, listening to the heavy breathing and the crazy heartbeat that was about to jump out of his ears.
His mind was blank, but his soul deep in the altar was shaking violently, and his body was shaking too. Not until he came to his senses did he realize that it was not him who was shaking, but the person he was holding.
It took Jiang Wu a while to realize that he was not dreaming, and that Han Zhong was really in front of him. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
“…”
Han Zhong took a step back, staring at him with his dark eyes filled with bloodshot, as if he wanted to devour him. The next second he suddenly laughed, and then tears rolled down his eyes.
Jiang Wu's pupils shrank, and his heart felt like it was cut by something. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He could only subconsciously reach out to catch the tear.
Han Zhong didn't move. He let him catch the tear with his fingertips and let him touch his face gently. He just stared at him with red eyes.
Jiang Wu felt very sad, his heart was dirty, sour and painful. He seemed to have become a piece of rice paper, being rubbed back and forth by a big hand, leaving many creases on it. He could not smooth it out or suppress it. The creases could only grow densely on his heart and could not be wiped away.
He had tasted fear, and now he tasted regret.
"……sorry."
Helplessly and fearfully, he used his fingertips to stroke the corners of Han Zhong's eyes again and again, trying to wipe away all traces of his tears, but he couldn't. The rain and the tears mixed together, as if they would never be wiped away.
Han Zhong didn't know what to say for a moment. On his way here, he thought of countless scenarios of meeting and words he would say.
He thought that Jiang Wu would turn around and run away after seeing him, and he also thought that Jiang Wu would blame him for Yan Zhong's betrayal and stab him as soon as they met. He was prepared for all these things, and even thought it would be best to stab him so that he could see if Jiang Wu really didn't care about him at all. If that was the case, he would force himself to stop looking for him.
But if Jiang Wu still cared about him, even if he could look back at him after stabbing him, he would continue to chase him, chase him for his whole life, and let him look at him a second and third time.
He can do everything Yan Zhong could do for him back then.
But he never imagined that after they met, Jiang Wu would be held in his arms, would say sorry to him fearfully and helplessly, and would carefully wipe away his tears, as if he was the one being abandoned.
Han Zhong held the hand that was caressing his cheek and trembled, "You don't want to leave me, right?"
“…”
Jiang Wu's fingertips froze, and he suddenly took a half step back. Han Zhong panicked, and tightly grasped his hand and pulled him into his arms, frowning and looking at his face, "Want to run again?"
Jiang Wu stared at his eyes, which were so close to him. His calm voice was trembling, "But... I killed many people. The prince you raised, all the royal family of the Great Zhou, and your kingdom were also abandoned by me on purpose."
"...I also burned the Star-Picking Tower in Wujiang Palace myself."
"Because I don't want to see that place again."
"Because you'll never show up again."
"Because your star will never shine again..."
"Because I kind of hate you for leaving me..."
The figure in front of him gradually blurred, and the voice gradually weakened. Jiang Wu's remaining half sentence fell into a slightly cool embrace with his body. The embrace had the most familiar smell to him, like the howling wind in the northern border, like the faint burning incense in the Wujiang Palace, and like the frost that fell on the hem of clothes in more than 60,000 dawns on the Zhaixing Tower.
But this time, his ears were no longer silent, but instead rang with the voice he had not heard for a long time and the voice he had expected countless times -
"Not this time."
Han Zhong picked up the person in his arms horizontally, and when he turned around, he was met with a dozen pairs of shocked eyes and several black camera lenses. He simply nodded at them.
Yang Chen immediately recovered from his shock, nodded and bowed in return, then watched the other person walk towards him with someone in his arms. He quickly covered the camera lens and apologized frantically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! We didn't mean to film--"
"Can I borrow some clothes?" Han Zhong interrupted him.
Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked at his white shirt that was almost transparent due to the rain, and quickly replied, "Yes, yes, yes!"
He searched around for a long time before finding a relatively clean offensive jacket in a staff member's bag, and then handed it to Han Zhong attentively, along with a half bottle of water.
Yang Chen was a little embarrassed, "…There's only half a bottle left, please don't mind."
"Thank you."
Han Zhong nodded to thank him, then found a slightly cleaner stone to sit on, wrapped the person in his arms tightly with the assault jacket that Yang Chen had given him, opened the half bottle of water, raised his head and drank a sip, but did not swallow it, instead lowered his head towards the person in his arms.
Yang Chen: “…”
Onlookers: !!!
The person in his arms is most deceptive when he is asleep. He is incredibly well-behaved. Even when his teeth were pried open, he just frowned. When water was fed into his mouth, his brows relaxed again. He even subconsciously opened his lips when he left, as if trying to keep him.
Han Zhong stared at those light pink lips, bent down and kissed them again, then hugged her tightly in his arms.
The gazes from all around were too obvious. Han looked up and said, "The rescue will arrive in an hour, and my assistant will also be here with medical resources later."
Yang Chen and the others, who were simply shocked, nodded mechanically, so Han Zhong ignored them, half leaning against a tree, looking quietly at the person in his arms with his eyes lowered. The dark circles under his eyes were particularly noticeable because of his slightly pale face.
The entire program crew, anyone who was still awake, saw how this young president, who had only been seen on financial TV programs, came alone in the wind and rain and mud, and how he carefully protected the person in his arms and looked at him without wanting to miss even a glance.
He was clearly a big shot who was beyond the reach of so many people, but at this moment he was sitting on the dirty ground without a care in the world. He was clearly dressed in a mess, but he wrapped the only piece of clothing around the person in his arms, fearing that the other person would get wet by a drop of rain.
This scene made them feel extremely complicated. Yang Chen had met the president of Huayue before in Qingming Mountain. At that time, he vaguely felt that the relationship between him and Jiang Wu was a bit strange, but he did not think much about it. After all, the other party's status was too noble, and Jiang Wu was too unruly. They did not expect that the other party would suddenly appear in front of them, and it seemed that he had come into the mountain alone in a helicopter in the storm.
As for the purpose, it was naturally for the person in his arms.
Yang Chen only hated that the clothes were too tight and he couldn't see Jiang Wu's face clearly. He really couldn't imagine the scene of a man who could twist a monster's neck with one hand and split a mountain with a raise of his hand lying obediently in another person's arms.
He tilted his head to look at Ji Ruoxuan, Guan Qi and Bi Yan. Sure enough, except for Ji Ruoxuan who was as shocked as he was, the other two were not that surprised. It was obvious that they had known about it for a long time.
Others were as shocked and curious as he was, but He Yunxing, who was standing at the very edge, had an unpleasant expression on his face.
After all, it was a wealthy family affair, so Yang Chen did not dare to pay too much attention to it. He began to arrange for staff to count the supplies to see if they could find some water and food.
Ji Ruoxuan wanted to go up and see Jiang Wu, but was dragged away mercilessly by Guan Qi. He shook his head and smiled, then followed him.
He Yunxing stood there and looked at the two of them for a while, then walked up to Han Zhong.
"Mr. Han." he called out.
The man leaning against the tree looked up at him. Although he was in a shabby state, he did not look shabby at all. Even looking up at him did not show weakness. Instead, it seemed more like the scrutiny of a superior.
He was like two different people from the man who had just rushed towards Jiang Wu.