Dawn is coming

Chapter 19 Do you want to hear it?story?

"They won," he said, "and I'm going to be in this prison for the rest of my life."

They fell silent.Even Huobao felt Jian Chengqi's depression, raised his head to lick his face, and then rubbed against his neck.It was still winter when it first came, and there was no heating in the basement, and sheep, like cats, are also mobile, and can be looped and hung around the neck. When Cheng Qi is cold, he likes to use it as a scarf.

It's not winter now, but the treasure still wraps it around his neck to make him warmer and happier.Jian Chengqi did indeed smile, the worst time for him has passed, and now he mentioned it to Gao Xinye, and he didn't feel too depressed.

"So let it be like this," Jian Chengqi said lightly, "No one will read it or not, and it may not be liked by anyone."

He shook his head, as if resigned to his fate, that sheep was his safe zone, he hugged it and murmured several times, saying that's it.

Until Gao Xinye held his hand.

Gao Xinye said, it's not that you don't have readers.

"There's always a way, and besides..." he said, "Besides you have me."

"I want to see, I want to know Song Qu's story."

"Want to know who he was, what age he was, what kind of life he lived where."

"I want to know what he likes to eat, what he likes to do, and whether his eyes are crooked when he smiles."

"I want to know who he has in his heart, who he loves, and who he is loved by."

"He is loved by Lin Yuan." For some reason, Jian Chengqi's voice trembled, "He must also love Lin Yuan very much."

"Yeah, they must be very in love," Gao Xinye nodded Jian Chengqi's forehead, they are here, waiting for you to write them out. "

"But...but if you only write about love, the story is too simple. Fedor told me many times that I should write about suffering, criticism and metaphor, because I have experienced them all and I have the right to speak. You know Fedor, the one who won the New Century Literature Award. He once guided me in the capital for a while, but he didn’t like the stories I wrote very much. He thought that I had experienced ups and downs. Why is the structure still so small? , I don’t care about the current situation and politics at all, I only know how to write about personal love and love. I really tried hard and changed it over and over again, hoping to get his approval. I really hope to be approved by the writer I like, but... ..."

"But he rarely affirms me." That is the deepest despair in Jian Chengqi's heart. A writer who he once regarded as his belief and supported him to live, does not like the stories he writes, and does not approve of his creative ideas.He fled from the capital not only because of the restrictions on publishing, but if he changed it according to Fedor's request, he didn't even know what he wrote.

"He is Fedor. If you don't even like him, and you can find so many shortcomings, how can others expect it? I don't want to write anymore. I feel that I still have no aura, no talent..."

"Then do you want to write?" Gao Xinye interrupted his self-denial and asked.

"Cheng Qi, in that tree cave five years ago, you wrote so many stories, except for the novel Moonlight, you didn't show others, right?"

"I was the only reader of yours back then, but you kept writing, didn't you?"

"You've told me before that those imaginary images haunt your dreams and you can't wait to put them into words. So you don't write stories to please the reader, to be liked and desired by someone, you write because you want to Write."

"Is it right?"

"When I was in the west, I always thought of you," Gao Xinye smiled lightly, as if he saw the past in his memories, "I would think, why do you always write about two people who are in love separated for three years, Then I remembered that you mentioned that you didn't write a novel in high school."

"You like to write stories so much, but throughout high school, you didn't write, and you didn't have a good time. It's been three years."

Gao Xinye asked: "Does this look like two people who are in love separated for three years?"

"This can't be..."

Jian Chengqi wanted to say that he had never thought about the possibility of such a mapping, but when Gao Xinye pointed it out——

He knew it was a possibility.

"You don't write stories to please anyone," Gao Xinye gently wiped Jian Chengqi's eyes with his fingertips, "You just simply, purely want to write, love to write, so you write."

"So do you still love to write stories now?" Gao Xinye asked Jian Chengqi, "Do you still love to create yourself?"

"...Of course." Jian Chengqi whispered, "That is the love of my life."

"You are really him." Jian Chengqi also rubbed his wet eyes. He is now really sure that Gao Xinye is the reader behind the tree hole who knew him best.

"Of course I am." Gao Xinye scratched the bridge of Jian Chengqi's nose, "I remember you were still wearing glasses, very bookish and cute."

"I did laser surgery later..." Jian Chengqi said, "I used the royalties I earned."

"I can earn money in the future." Gao Xinye said, "There is always a way to publish, you just write first, you—"

He poked Jian Chengxi's forehead and said, "You can't shut it down."

In your imaginary spiritual home, you are infinitely free.

"Yes, as long as I continue to write," Jian Chengqi smiled through tears, "but I really want to see what the outside world is like."

"The outside world?" Gao Xinye asked, "Are you referring to China? To the European Union?"

Jian Chengqi was silent at first, because the European Union was indeed a place he really wanted to visit.In order to write "It's the Moonlight and Roses", he searched a lot of information on art galleries and paintings on the Internet, so after finishing the novel, he really wanted to see it with his own eyes, but——

"But I have been in prison," Jian Chengqi shook his head regretfully, "Can you do it? Military personnel should not be able to go abroad casually."

"I'll go back to retire tomorrow," Gao Xinye answered very quickly, and it was very reasonable, "If you want to go, I will accompany you."

"Did you retire when you said you would retire?" Jian Chengqi asked in disbelief, but Gao Xinye was still serious, not joking.They also chatted for a long time afterwards, Jian Chengxi's voice became softer and softer, his eyelids drooped, and they closed slowly. He didn't know if he was asleep, but he murmured, if this was five years ago, there should be something How nice.

Gao Xinye was speechless and just hugged him gently.This hug, which was five years late, was so natural and ordinary. Five years ago, 20-year-old Jian Chengqi and Gao Xinye were separated by a tree hole, like a veil.

Today, five years later, there is a lamb between them, like hugging a child together.Seeing that Jian Chengqi's brows were stretched, Gao Xinye also heaved a sigh of relief, and helped him tuck the corners of the quilt and got up from the bed.Jian Chengqi was still holding the treasure, and he didn't wake up because of the pressure change on the bed sheet.

He had indeed entered a relatively deep sleep.Gao Xinye stood beside the bed, staring at it for an unknown amount of time, then walked lightly towards the door, unscrewed the lock and left.There are pheromones guiding him, making him go upstairs very purposefully, exit the gate of the residential building, and then walk towards an off-road vehicle parked at the corner.

He consciously opened the co-pilot's door and sat in. Seeing that he had closed the car door, the people next to him twisted the car key without saying a word, and stepped on the accelerator to start the car.It was a female Alpha whose real age could not be guessed just by looking at her appearance. Her short hair was very capable, and her brows and eyes had experienced vicissitudes of life, but when she squinted her eyes and smoked the last cigarette, the skin at the corners of her eyes was so smooth A trace of texture.

She didn't speak, she pinched the cigarette familiarly, and then touched the handbrake. Gao Xinye also held it, but the force was in the opposite direction to her, preventing her further movements.

"I'll go back tomorrow by myself," Gao Xinye said.

What he said was too succinct and clear, making it difficult for the people sitting in the driver's cab to hold their breath no matter how stable they are on weekdays.

"Colonel Gao Xinye, I now order you as a superior to return to the capital with me immediately."

Gao Xinye did not let go: "I promise him to leave tomorrow."

Hongshan Ho obviously could not accept this reason. She found it absurd, and asked sharply: "What is he? What is your identity? How many eyes are staring at you now. This morning, a reporter asked if the Uranus serum had been tested on humans. , and even mentioned you insinuatingly. It’s good for you, I’m afraid that others will not know your movements, and no one can stop you from running here.”

I don't know if it was because of anger, but the backs of He Hongshan's hands holding the steering wheel were bruised, and the concentration of Alpha pheromone also rose sharply in the closed car.

"The domestic media can keep their mouths shut, but what about the foreign media? There are so many foreign media in the capital, especially those from the NATO alliance. Anyone can dig it out, so you can't live in peace? Wait until they are all gone before leaving the capital?!"

"They have no evidence." Gao Xinye didn't care, "They also wrote that I was the illegitimate son of He Boyan, so those military medals are all fake, impersonating someone else." He smiled indifferently, "But it's not all guesswork, no evidence."

"They don't have any first-hand archives about you, but what about Jian Chengxi? As soon as the capital holds a conference, his article will be circulated on the Internet. His information is much easier to check than yours. Those foreign media If you follow you and find that the person in the room is the person who wrote "Reminiscence of the Golden Age" on "Time Spark" four years ago, he is an omega, he was released from prison early, and he lives in the same room with your alpha, do you think they will how to write?"

"If we dig further and find that his commutation of sentence is completely out of order, someone..." He Hongshan sullenly said, "Can you see the big picture, don't you want to learn from your mother—"

"Don't mention my mother." Gao Xinye interrupted coldly, and the pheromone that was originally stored was also released, which was evenly matched with He Hongshan.

"Do you know what you are doing?" He Hongshan looked at Gao Xinye who disobeyed her, as if persuading him to turn around, "You have done enough for him, you even persuaded He Boyan to let Fedor be with him Contact, but he didn't live up to it, couldn't stand the criticism and ran to the East Fifth District. You continued to help him get a job, friend...you don't owe him, do you still want to marry him?"

Gao Xinye seemed to be looking forward to this possibility, and asked: "If I retire, then the two of us don't need to go through a political review when we get married, right?"

"...Are you crazy?" He Hongshan was stunned and asked, "Where did you marry him, Sub-United States?"

She stared at Gao Xinye, as if she had heard some big joke: "Do you dare to tell him what you have done? Or do you want to keep it a secret from him, for how long? For a lifetime?" She sneered, and then shook her shoulder Shaking, I swept my finger over his scarred ear, and asked, "You can't protect yourself now, how can you have a lifetime with him?"

"I really don't understand, brother."

It's been a long time since He Hongshan called Gao Xinye that, and she felt a little awkward when she said it.

"On the local battlefield, you were the first group to be irradiated by depleted uranium weapons. You should know how difficult radiation injuries are than anyone else. The bullet directly touched your flesh. If it was someone else, you might have died long ago. And you...even if the first phase of stem cell transplantation is done in time..."

He Hongshan closed her eyes with great difficulty, and then opened them again.

"It's been almost half a year, and the best doctors and experts in the United States of Asia are still in the capital, preparing various plans for you to reduce the rate of cell cancer. Fortunately, the attending doctor said that the situation is temporarily stable, so you drove here," She looked at the dilapidated residential building, puzzled and disdainful, "Run to a basement?"

"What is it about him that attracts you?" She lit another cigarette, and tapped her fingers on the steering wheel regularly, "Do you want any omega? Someone younger than him, beautiful, considerate and gentle," She twitched the corner of her mouth cryptically, "It's easier to relax on the bed... Don't talk about those ladies from famous families, even if you find someone from an ordinary background, you can-"

"But none of them are Jian Chengqi."

Gao Xinye interrupted her, as if returning to five years ago.

Five years ago, he was sitting in that tree hole. He raised his eyes and casually looked at the boy behind the tree hole who opened the door and came in.

The boy sat down, looked around helplessly, and opened his mouth to say something, but there was no response.Gao Xinye thought that he would continue to tentatively find topics, or could not sit still to play with his mobile phone and read books - if he really did this, Gao Xinye would not mind.

But he didn't.

He just sat quietly and accompanied.It wasn't until Gao Xinye asked him what he was thinking that he smiled implicitly and said that he had just had a dream.

At the age of 20, he asked Gao Xinye: "Do you want to hear a story?"

He is really restrained, and when he talks, his hands on his lap will tense into fists.

But he still had the courage to invite, and his eyes behind the frame were bright.

It was he who first looked forward to Gao Xinye.Gao Xinye looked at those smart eyes, how could he refuse.

And the theme of his stories has always been love, family, friends, partners, even strangers, they can all connect with this ungraspable emotion called love. 20-year-old Jian Chengqi said that one of his favorite writers wrote a sentence called "Beauty Saves the World". He believes that beauty and love complement each other. If beauty can save the world, then love can also.Therefore, the beautiful "love" runs through all of Jian Chengqi's stories. Even if he writes Song Qu five years later, he still believes that Lin Yuan's love can save him.Those stories are also like the warm light of the morning sun penetrating into Gao Xinye's numb and indifferent heart, and subtly influence him in the silent place. He is like the king who had lost his conscience, and his Scheherazade is Jian Chengqi.

Love may not save the world, but the love written by Jian Chengqi made Gao Xinye, who entered the National Security Bureau at the age of eight and couldn't wash off the blood on his hands, realize that he also has a conscience.

Jian Chengqi is Gao Xinye's heart.

"I'm going back first," he twisted the door handle, with a normal tone, "I can stay with him for a few more hours."

He Hongshan was silent.As if lost in thought, she didn't look at Gao Xinye who was leaving, and she stopped tapping the steering wheel with her fingers.