Chapter 21 - Zhouzhou's Fate is Hard, So is Ye Zheng's

　　The battery column in the upper right corner of the phone shows 50%. Jiang Kezhou thought for a while, pressed the shutdown button, and then dropped it in his pocket in a weird gesture.

　　He took a deep breath of the humid and cold air in the suburbs, let the cold air with the smell of weeds circulate in the trachea and lung lobes, and then slowly exhaled it. So far, tonight, all kinds of prosperous night banquets, lingering ambiguities, and thrilling souls are all like a big dream, which is so obvious in the wilderness of this scene of heaven and earth, the breezy wind roars and completely blows them away without mercy.

　　——The dust settled.

　　Jiang Kezhou clutched his bloody shoulders and sat down against a dead tree on the side of the road. The loss of blood made him dizzy and unable to stand, but his heart was clear as never before, as if the stone that had been piled in his heart for a long time was loosened for a short time, revealing a ray of sky after birth and death.

　　Even breathing is easy, he thought. Even if he died here in the end, there would probably be no regrets.

　　Just let Ye Zheng take a trip.

　　There are no stars or moons tonight, and the sky is silent and deep, only the faint snow illuminates the place. Looking at the distant mountains entrenched in the night, Jiang Kezhou reflected on himself endlessly: His desire to survive was so strong that he could tear a dog with his hands. Why is he resigned to his fate now, and he is unwilling to struggle a little longer?

　　Even when making a phone call, he had to bother to make up nonsense to Ye Zheng, as if to implicitly express "You'd better not come, it's getting in the way if you come."

　　The bright car lights on the national highway in the distance, like meteors, opened the dark night from far to near.

　　Jiang Kezhou laughed silently.

　　He didn't want to die in a filthy and dark kennel, under the mouth of a beast with no minds, and when he was discovered, he was so completely unrecognizable that he could only be recognized by his DNA. So he tried his best to escape. Jiang Kezhou is naturally indifferent, and he is not considered to have a wide range of contacts. In short, he is a bachelor who "comes naked and has no worries." No one knew whether he was alive or he died silently. This was originally his home. But he just wanted to pick up the constantly ringing phone, tell Ye Zheng where he is, and tell him "Come and pick me up."

　　This is just a small fork in the road, death is still death, but after taking these steps, he seems to be able to change from "accidental death" to "death in peace".

　　It's as if he was really taken care of by someone stroke by stroke.

　　When Ye Zheng saw the figure in the car, he almost pulled the car door and rushed out. However, when he really opened the door and got out of the car, he was stuck in the air at that step, and he almost didn't step out.

　　The man sitting by the tree with his head drooping was covered in blood, because he was only wearing a thin suit jacket, and the thin shape from the side was standing, and the whole person was almost frozen into an ice sculpture.

　　That's not his Jiang Kezhou—not the Jiang Kezhou who would calmly say "just scratched his skin a bit" on the phone and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

　　He thought blankly: "Am I late?"

　　He was disturbed by the car lights, and the man under the tree woke up from a semi-coma, shook his head slightly, and glanced over there. Ye Zheng walked to him and squatted down, his eyes swept across a patch of blood, and immediately looked away like a burning pain, and he didn't even dare to reach out to touch him.

　　Everything in front of him was like a precarious nightmare. He hoped that this was not true, and he was afraid that he would smash the dream with one finger, and even the fragile figure under the tree would also disappear in front of him.

　　With his voice dumb as if he had chewed two handfuls of yellow sand, Ye Zheng said and the ending tone had completely changed,

　　"Kezhou..."

　　How fresh it was, Jiang Kezhou thought, it turns out that Ye Zheng would also show this kind of expression.

　　Shouldn't the big benefactor be always determined, always calm, and always know what to do... Will he never be tempted?

　　Jiang Kezhou leaned weakly against the tree and raised his eyes to look at Ye Zheng. The sky is so dark and the wind is so cold, but the smile in his eyes is gentle and calm.

　　Ye Zheng's high-hanging heart rose another inch, and he could put it down gently after only a word, or pierced through the internal organs in an instant.

　　He heard Jiang Kezhou say inaudibly, "Thank you." The barrier in front of him suddenly broke, and the flood in his heart suddenly opened the gate.

　　Ye Zheng recovered from the fear of destroying the heart and the lungs, and exhaled a cold white breath. For a while, he felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were pumping pain. He took off his coat and wrapped Jiang Kezhou roundly, and put him in his arms fiercely. Before Jiang Kezhou had time to cry out, he was picked up in the air and drove directly into the back seat of the car.

　　"Turn around and go to the hospital."

　　Zhou Fanchuan quickly turned the steering wheel to start the navigation without his instructions. When he arrived, he was familiar with the road conditions. When he returned, the car drove out at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour. Originally, Jiang Kezhou’s bullshit plan didn’t work at all. Ye Zheng directly called Yan Zhixing who was in the hospital: “It’s me. I’ve already received someone and asked the hospital to adjust the type B blood bank to prepare for first aid. You follow the ambulance and set off immediately. Go out of the city along the Fifth Ring Road and take National Highway 301. We will meet halfway, otherwise he will be cold when we drive to the hospital. Let’s do this first, move faster!"

　　The warm air in the car was adjusted to maximum, and Ye Zheng carefully hugged Jiang Kezhou in his arms. Inside, separated his coat, went in and unbuttoned his shirt. The big living man leans much better than the wooden stakes. Jiang Kezhou was stunned. It was not until Ye Zheng's hand landed on his collarbone that he strenuously stopped him: "It's too bloody...Just don't look at the cleanliness."

　　"Let go," Ye Zheng said with a deep face. "Don't force me to pump you."

　　Ye Zheng has been holding his stomach from the moment he saw him. This will be a little overwhelming, and there is even a tendency to burn more and more. Jiang Kezhou is a "fragile." The seriously injured had to let go. Ye Zheng picked up his suit that rolled like a rag. A thin layer of shirt was completely drenched in blood and stuck to his body. The two blood holes on his shoulders were still bleeding out.

　　Ye Zheng never expected that under the understatement in Jiang Kezhou's phone call, what was covering up was such a hideous injury. After being afraid, he even gritted his teeth: "Jiang Kezhou...you are one of a kind, you can really calm down, huh? You fucking grew up on scales?! In case we go the wrong way, in case this is so far away from the hospital, what are you going to do? How many lives are enough for you to abuse like this?!"

　　There was no bandage in the car, and Ye Zheng pressed hard on the top of his wound and rubbed his hand with blood. The warm and damp blood and the body that couldn't be warmed in his arms formed a double panic. Jiang Kezhou's face quickly turned gray, his eyelids were half lifted, and he seemed to fall asleep dimly.

　　Ye Zheng took a deep breath, leaned over to his ear, lowered his voice and asked softly: "How dare you ask me to drive slowly and "be careful of the snow"? If it's too late today, are you going to make me hate myself for the rest of my life?" His voice suddenly became cold and severe, "Open your eyes, and tell me clearly one by one--don't sleep!"

　　Jiang Kezhou yelled at him and woke up a little. If the pain wasn't still there, he almost thought that the red mark at the corner of Ye Zheng's eye was his own illusion.

　　"Don't worry..." He gently twitched the corner of his mouth, "I promise you, I can't die..."

　　This was confusing but he is sure. He don't know where his confidence come from, he is not flustered, and his face is almost calm and indifferent.

　　His palm is injured, Ye Zheng loosely clutching his wrist, then suddenly lean down, gently kissed his eyes, almost inaudibly said: "You do not be like this ......"

　　Ddo not have to be dedicated, don't have to be patient, don't have to be hurt...and bother to comfort him.

　　The night was so long and so many things happened. Ye Zheng didn't carefully straighten out at first, but Jiang Kezhou's instructions on the phone echoed repeatedly in his ear. Together with the words he had just said, it was like a scream, suddenly shocked. He is self-righteous.

　　Three and a half years-he and Jiang Kezhou slept in the same bed for so long, thinking that he had a clear vision, but he had never really understood him.

　　Being calm and gentle, knowing the general situation, this is the side that Jiang Kezhou has always shown everyone to see. Ye Zheng also thought that at first, and even vaguely moved the idea of ​​"three thousand weak waters, only take this scoop of warm water". But one day he suddenly learned that the so-called indifference was just a disguise. Jiang Kezhou was actually a pot of warm water, no different from the people he had met before.

　　In a rage, he took the lead to say the breakup.

　　Ye Zheng thought that Jiang Kezhou would ask him to explain why. But Jiang Kezhou was the strange one. He didn't say a word, and he didn't even ask Ye Zheng the reason for making the decision. He took his damn calmness and packed his luggage, and flew out the next day for a business trip.

　　In a few days, when they met again, Ye Zheng found out with dismay: He used various methods to test, but Jiang Kezhou was still tepid. Whether it is good or bad for him, he can accept it silently, and then follow his usual habit to turn everything into a meticulous and considerate dedication.

　　Until today, Ye Zheng didn't realize that Jiang Kezhou was warm water that could never boil. Under his calmness and gentleness, there is a bottomless indifference. Life and death are nothing but a fluttering word to him. He has never missed or lingered, always watching with cold eyes, like an occasional stop to watch the lively audience. Ye Zheng used a contract to copy him on the spot, bringing the joys and prosperity of the world and the ugliness of human nature to his eyes. But he is always a spectator, no matter how lively the show can't keep him.

　　Ice and snow built an empty city in his heart, and he never planned to open it for anyone.

　　The red and blue lights lit up half of the night. Jiang Kezhou leaned on Ye Zheng’s shoulder drowsily. He had lost his clear consciousness. Ye Zheng kept saying in his ear: "Don’t sleep, Kezhou, tell me in other words...Don’t sleep, baby, just hold on for a few more minutes, and you’ll be at the hospital soon."

　　Jiang Kezhou didn’t know what he was talking about, relying on willpower to support him, he gave a dazed "um" and murmured. "Ye Zheng..."

　　"I'm here." Ye Zheng tried his best to keep his voice steady, and kept kissing his hot forehead, "I'm here, baby, don't be afraid."

　　"Ye Zheng..."

　　"Mr. Ye ! "

　　Yan Zhixing ran from the ambulance, Ye Zheng hold Jiang Kezhou out of the car, the medical staff immediately came up, busy divvying up Jiang Kezhou and put him onto a stretcher, ambulance carriage advance.

　　The door was closed, the ambulance honked its whistle and drove toward the hospital.

　　At this point, the people who had been busy all night stopped and breathed a sigh of relief briefly.

　　Ye Zheng watched the ambulance go away, and turned around to greet the two assistants in the car and go to the hospital. But before the beginning of a sentence, his eyes suddenly went black.

　　Yan Zhixing and Zhou Fanchuan were shocked, rushing to the left and the other to hold him.

　　"Mr. Ye——!"