please let go

Chapter 24

After getting along for a few days, Jiang Chen gradually discovered that He Chuan was far better than what he knew on the surface.

Although the four words "a person is born from the heart" also have their reasons, but it is a mistake to apply the method of "judging people by their appearance" to He Chuan.

Originally, he thought it would be a little troublesome to live on campus, but because of He Chuan's presence, Jiang Chen felt that this small life was quite comfortable.

"What are you looking at?" He Chuan had just finished washing his face when he noticed that Jiang Chen had been staring at him in a daze.

"Are you really not considering cutting your hair? I'm tired of seeing the back of your hair." Jiang Chen took advantage of the opportunity of the relationship between the two of them getting better again.

He Chuan hung the towel for washing his face on a hook beside him, rolled his eyes at him and said, "Would you like to see it or not."

"Actually...sometimes it's not very dark, it's just that your bangs block your chance to see the light." Jiang Chen started talking nonsense, and he looked at the calm He Chuan.

It's not nonsense, the bangs blocked too much, at a superficial level, it was peach blossoms, but at a deep level, it blocked the person who wanted to walk into his heart.

Two bolts of lightning flashed outside the window, bringing an instant of white light, followed by several muffled thunders.The duration of the thunder was too short, making people feel that it will definitely come again for a while. It is like the cough of an old man in sixty years.

"It's going to rain." He Chuan looked out at the sky and avoided Jiang Chen's words.

The wind broke in through the window, stirring up a few strands of He Chuan's hair, as if a pair of invisible hands were wantonly tugging at the hair strands.

Just as there was no sound, another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the surroundings were engulfed in darkness.

It's not time to turn off the lights, why is it dark?

Both of them were at the sink, and the desk lamp was in He Chuan's cabinet.

Jiang Chen knew that He Chuan was afraid of the dark, so he subconsciously wanted to pull He Chuan, "Where's your cell phone? Take it out for lighting."

The sudden black book caught the two of them off guard. Jiang Chen seemed to have encountered a place that he shouldn't have touched in the process of groping...

"Taking advantage of others' danger, right?" He Chuan's voice trembled a little.

Due to environmental problems, his tone was much weaker, making Jiang Chen look like a pervert.

After Jiang Chen realized it, he said embarrassedly: "Misunderstanding, come on, give me your hand." He was very close to He Chuan, so close that he could clearly feel He Chuan's fear.

The moment Jiang Chen's hand touched the cool fingertips, there was another thunderous roar.

In the interlacing of lightning and thunder, Jiang Chen's fingers slid across the warm palm along the fingertips he just touched, and finally attached to the back of He Chuan's cold hand.

The strong wind swept along with the rain wantonly, blowing people's hearts uneasy, and the two finally held each other's hands in the dark rainy night.It was abnormally dark tonight, Jiang Chen tried to pull He Chuan in, but he couldn't even pull He Chuan several times.

One after another, the sound of doors opening, footsteps, and human voices sounded outside the corridor.

"Auntie, it's not time to turn off the lights yet?"

"Is there a power outage?"

"Laughing, Xu Hao is still taking a bath in the dark."

"Brother Du, borrow your desk lamp, I haven't finished washing my clothes yet."

"Ah—my desk lamp is out of power!"

I also heard the aunt outside the door say: "The power is out, and I don't know how long it took to call. Everyone just went to bed early."

"Squad leader, there's a power outage! Don't do your homework!"

"Huh? I said wash your hair!"

"That idiot said he was asleep, but when he got dark, he found his face was bright hahahaha!"

As lively as it is outside, it is as quiet as it is inside.

Jiang Chen felt that going on like this was not an option. He wanted to let go and go in to find the desk lamp, but before he could let go completely, He Chuan held back tightly.

The word "dependence" flashed in Jiang Chen's mind.

He felt He Chuan panting slightly, and said in a gentle and steady tone, "He Chuan, I'm here, don't be afraid."

The two just stood there, letting the wind from outside come in and blow on them.

The palms are close to the palms, and it is no longer possible to tell whether it is the water that has just remained or the sweat that has soaked in between the palms.

"It's just a temporary power outage, and it won't be so dark all the time. If you're really afraid, then go in with me to get a lamp, and we'll find light together." All said out, "We are friends, you have to trust me."

We're friends.

It’s been a long time since I uttered these words. I remember that the last time I uttered them was when I was in elementary school. Because I only learned the word “friend”, I wish I could say it to everyone.

In fact, what Jiang Chen wanted to say was not this sentence.

"I like you, you have to trust me." These were the sincere words that were stuck in his throat, but he had to swallow them.

It was raining heavily, the windows were left open, the raindrops crackled and hit the tiles on the balcony floor, and the splashed water droplets hit Jiang Chen's feet again.

Jiang Chen stretched out his other hand and closed the window, "The rain is getting heavier, go in and turn on the light and go to sleep." He went to pull He Chuan again, "I'll hold you."

"We're going to turn on the lights if we're afraid of the dark." Jiang Chen didn't care about anything, hugged him and patted his back, then whispered into his ear, "He Chuan, I will always be here."

This time Jiang Chen finally pulled people, he took every step carefully, he knew that what he was holding was not a three-year-old child who was afraid of the dark, not a bad student who had no one in his eyes, but a teenager who should have someone to love.

The voice of people outside gradually weakened. After everyone figured out the situation, they realized that the electricity would not come for a while, so they went back to bed and closed the door.

The two of them managed to get the desk lamp in the dark, but when Jiang Chen pressed the switch, he found that the light was a little weak, so he remembered that he should have charged the desk lamp for He Chuan.

He turned to look at He Chuan.

Even this faint light made He Chuan heave a sigh of relief, every time his feather-soft eyelashes fluttered, Jiang Chen's heart itch.

He wished he could transfer all of He Chuan's fear of facing darkness to himself, even if he would be tortured by it in the next few decades, he would be happy.

But this is whimsical after all, he can only gently hold that cold hand, and lock this crazy idea firmly in his heart.

The rain kept beating on the glass window and playing music for the arrival of summer, and the two teenagers were guarding the light of the desk lamp in the dim room.

They are like devout monks in front of the green lamp, but they cannot achieve the purity of the six roots.

He Chuan is Jiang Chen's greatest desire.

Jiang Chen didn't know what He Chuan was thinking, anyway, he only hoped that time could crawl away, so that he could hold He Chuan's hand until dawn, or even longer.

"Jiang Chen, thank you." He Chuan didn't look too sad.

The more he is like this, the more distressed he is.

What Jiang Chen was most upset about was the thank you, "Needless to say thank you, you have helped me a lot."

He Chuan was obviously helping him adapt to the life in the dormitory. He always stepped into the classroom in class, but he kept getting up early in the past few days. He clearly said that he didn't need to clean it every day, but he still did the cleaning silently.

People who are not good at words will suffer the most, and people who are slightly slow to respond will not be aware of this kindness.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen's heart was on He Chuan, so how could he not feel it.

It is precisely because of these everyday details that he likes it.

This kind of love grows wildly like weeds, and when given some sunlight and water, he tries to stretch upwards. Jiang Chen himself is afraid that one day the situation will get out of control, he will get lost in the wilderness, or a sudden fire will make it barren.

He Chuan had already slowed down, let go of his hand naturally, and said calmly: "Take it as turning off the lights in advance."

Jiang Chen looked at Kong Luoluo's hand, and wanted to hold it for a while longer, but calmly lowered his arm and stuck it next to his underwear.He glanced worriedly at He Chuan who had climbed onto the bed, then turned and went to the balcony to wash up.

After washing and lying on the bed, I belatedly recalled, did I touch He Chuan when the lights went off just now?

He couldn't help moving his fingers again, but he couldn't recall any tactile sensation, the more he fantasized, the less sleepy he felt.

He Chuan's sudden light cough scared him back to his thoughts.

"Sleeping yet?" He Chuan asked.

"No." He turned around and looked at the opposite side, and He Chuan was also facing him by the light of the desk lamp.

"I know that I am quite annoying. I don't want to get in touch with others, I don't want to trouble others, and I am afraid of being in debt. I am most afraid of losing, so I never think about possession."

His words were illogical, but Jiang Chen knew they were true words from the heart.At the same time, he couldn't grasp the point, he didn't know what He Chuan wanted to emphasize, he opened his mouth, but he didn't even know where to say comfort.

He Chuan continued: "My experience makes me not easily trust a person, no matter how good he is to me."

Jiang Chen listened quietly, without any sense of loss in his heart.

He didn't blame He Chuan for his strong sense of alienation and vigilance, he just thought that what he had done was far from enough.

"But," He Chuan paused, "maybe we will be good friends."

The rain is still going on, still wanting to break through the glass and rush in unscrupulously.The desk lamp on the table was facing He Chuan's bed, and the light spread out in a circular arc shape, and when it reached Jiang Chen's place, the illumination had already become negligible.

But he saw everything clearly in the dark, regretted that he didn't know a few words and read a few more books, and finally he could only utter one sentence, "Please take care of me from now on, friend."

The corners of He Chuan's mouth curved slightly, and he closed his eyes with a half-smile.

It was rare for Jiang Chen to see He Chuan who had fallen asleep so early, and opened his mouth to say a silent good night.

Even if someone with closed eyes can't hear or see.

Jiang Chen was lying on the bed, looking at the wooden board above his head, he felt uncomfortable when he recalled He Chuan's state just now.

He is just an ordinary person, but he wants to save He Chuan.

If there is a fishbone stuck in the throat, people generally will not go to the hospital, and would rather swallow the fishbone into their stomachs than drink vinegar and eat.

People deal with emotions too.

I don't want to say it, I just want to swallow it by myself, but I can't help but recall it at a certain moment.

Sweet or sad, all turned into laughter or tears on the pillow, making insomnia again and again or dream after dream.

This pure and classic emotion is called "secret love".

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This chapter Xiao Jiang performed very well

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