ASSHKHME Chapter 131

Chapter 131: Separations are Always the Norm

After Jiang Song received his graduation certificate and degree certificate, he invited Chen Zhuo for a meal alone at a food stall on the school’s snack street.

The business was booming, with people inside and outside the restaurant, all graduating university students. Beer bottles clinked and clattered, piled up under the tables.

In June, Jiangbei had already entered the hot summer, and the air seemed to stop flowing. Even the night breeze was filled with a stuffy heat.

There were no seats inside the restaurant, so they had to sit outside. If you ignored the short sleeves sticking to your body, it had a unique flavor.

Chen Zhuo was afraid of the heat and had sweat all over his forehead. He took a sip of iced beer and got a temporary coolness.

The handsome young boy in front of him finished a bottle of wine in one breath and placed it heavily on the table, hiccupping with alcohol, tears streaming down his face.

“Xiao Zhuo, I really like him. I’ve never liked someone so much. Do you think I’m sick? Obviously, there are many people pursuing me, but I just happen to like someone who will never like me in this life…”

Chen Zhuo’s emotions churned. There’s no way to advise on matters of the heart. You can only rely on yourself to slowly endure it. When time wears away the strong love, maybe it will be soon, a month will do, maybe it will be very slow, and you will never forget that there is such a person.

He took out a tissue and silently wiped away Jiang Song’s tears.

Jiang Song’s tears flowed like they didn’t cost money, leaning on Chen Zhuo’s shoulder and crying, “It’s so painful, Xiao Zhuo. Actually, I don’t want to like him at all, but I can’t control it. Do you know this feeling? I can’t control it…”

In fact, Jiang Song understood everything. He wasn’t drunk either, just needed a thorough release to say goodbye to this unrequited love that ended without a result.

Chen Zhuo sighed and said softly in the noisy crowd, “I understand.”

Of course, he understood.

When Chen Zhuo first realized that he was falling for Xie Yu, he had also suffered from insomnia in the dark night and had tried countless times to stop himself, but all ended in failure.

Even if he understood that Xie Yu might just be a whim, he still couldn’t help but approach him like a moth to a flame.

Chen Zhuo looked at Jiang Song, who was silently shedding tears, thinking that Jiang Song’s current appearance was probably the worst result for him and Xie Yu at that time. But he was very lucky. He was brave just once and met the only one in his life.

He patted Jiang Song on the shoulder and comforted, “We are all still young, it’s nothing. When you wake up tomorrow, it will be a brand new day.”

The hot summer wind blew across his face.

Jiang Song was tired from crying and straightened up, looking at the familiar, noisy snack street, and said with red and swollen eyes: “Xiao Zhuo, tell me, what’s unforgettable, youth or the people you met in youth?”

Chen Zhuo squeezed the disposable plastic cup in his hand, and after a long while, he opened his mouth: “Neither. The most unforgettable thing is the fearless and reckless you in your youth.”

Jiang Song smiled and a snot bubble appeared, a little embarrassed to wipe it off. He raised his glass and clinked it with Chen Zhuo, “In the four years in Jiangbei, I’m most happy to have made a friend like you.”

Chen Zhuo smiled slightly and took a sip of wine: “Didn’t we pinky swear? We will always be friends.”

Jiang Song nodded with a smile, brushed his hair, and looked up at the stars in the sky: “Yes, we will always be friends, but you know what? When we first sat together in the elective course, you were so aloof, you didn’t pay much attention to me. It was just because you looked good, otherwise I wouldn’t play with you.”

Chen Zhuo recalled, “Really? That must be because you didn’t study hard and insisted on talking to me, so I ignored you.”

Jiang Song “tsk”ed and approached him, “But I could tell at first glance that we are the same kind. At first, I was hoping that you were a Top. If you were a Top, then I would definitely pursue you. You are much better looking than Zhao Jiashu.”

Suddenly, a hand appeared in mid-air and ruthlessly pulled his face away.

Jiang Song looked at the person who came with a grievance.

Xie Yu pulled open a small stool next to him and sat down, very naturally took the wine glass in front of Chen Zhuo, and glanced at Jiang Song coolly: “You’re thinking too much. Me and my wife, we are a match made in heaven.”

Jiang Song curled his lips and complained, “I’m about to leave Jiangbei, can’t you let me stay with your wife alone for a while? Stinky couple! Stop showing affection! Let go of the single dogs!”

Xie Yu took a bite of the mutton skewer, “It’s only two hours by high-speed rail, it’s like a parting of life and death, it’s not like we won’t see each other again.”

Chen Zhuo handed Xie Yu the freshly served hot grilled chicken wings, “That’s right, Jiangjiang, Xie Yu and I will find time to play with you. Didn’t you want to take me to the island?”

“Okay, then.”

Jiang Song sniffed, smiled and raised his cup, “Come on, let’s not talk about parting, just toast to our youth, wish me graduation!”

Chen Zhuo and Xie Yu looked at each other, smiled and clinked glasses with him: “Happy graduation!”

When Jiang Song left Jiangbei, he didn’t let them see him off. He carried a small bag and dragged his suitcase to a graduation trip. After crying a lot to vent his emotions, he completely said goodbye to that failed unrequited love and left chicly.

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July 25th, just happened to be a weekend. The rain outside the window blurred the glass, and the entire Jiangbei was shrouded in continuous cloudy rain, and the air was filled with a humid smell.

Chen Zhuo got up and opened the curtains. The distant sky was covered with dark clouds, gray, and very depressing.

He put his hand on the tattoo on his heart, his emotions sad and low.

Today is the anniversary of his parents’ death. So far, they have been away from Chen Zhuo for thirteen years. The scenes of the family of three getting along in his memory have long been submerged in the surging river of time and are no longer so clear.

The sound of “beep beep” came from his ear. Chen Zhuo turned his head and saw Xie Yu, wearing an apron, holding the air conditioner remote control, “It’s cold today, don’t lower the temperature too much.”

Chen Zhuo “um”ed.

Xie Yu stepped forward and hugged Chen Zhuo, bringing him into his warm embrace, lowered his head and kissed his soft hair, and asked softly, “What are you thinking about? You didn’t even know I came in.”

Chen Zhuo leaned in his arms, “I was thinking about my parents. How old should they be in junior high school now?”

Xie Yu remembered that today was the date of Chen Zhuo’s parents’ death.

But for fear of arousing Chen Zhuo’s painful memories and triggering his PTSD, he didn’t dare to take the initiative to mention it.

Xie Yu touched Chen Zhuo’s wet eyes and said, “Well, but not necessarily. What if Uncle and Auntie started school late? Maybe they are in sixth grade.”

Most of Chen Zhuo’s sad emotions dissipated, and he chuckled: “Nonsense.”

He tilted his head and looked at Xie Yu, and asked, “These two years I’ve been studying abroad, I’ve been too busy, I haven’t been there for a long time. Would you like to go and see them with me? It’s just raining outside…”

Xie Yu said, “Of course I would.”

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Chapter 129 has been updated with two thousand words, remember to read it.

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