please let go

Chapter 40

"Have you been here with your partner before?"

As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, he regretted asking this question a bit, and seeing He Chuan acquiesced, he also fell silent.

He Chuan: "I didn't do anything with her."

"Ah."

The ex seems to be the most taboo topic for couples.

Not to mention angry, Jiang Chen felt a little constricted in his chest, even if something happened, He Chuan couldn't help but deny him.

This is the first love in his life, and he likes He Chuan so much, it is reasonable to be jealous.

In the afternoon, the two of them played a few exciting games under the big sun. Because there were too many people, a lot of time was wasted just queuing up, and they had a lot of fun before dark.

Passing by the Ferris wheel, it is a lie to say that you don’t want to go in, but you are a little concerned about the eyes of others, so you have to pretend to ignore this entertainment facility.

He Chuan ignored him and dragged him to line up.

Jiang Chen felt a little uneasy at the back of the line, and by the lights of the playground, he saw that there were girlfriends, couples, and a family of three in front of him, but there were no two men.

He flinched and didn't dare to move forward, and asked in a low voice, "Would it be strange for two men to go in?"

He Chuan: "Yes."

"Then—" Jiang Chen took a step back, not wanting to line up anymore.

He Chuan grabbed him, "Two men can do it, but couples can't."

When Jiang Chen got on the Ferris wheel, he was still uneasy, wondering how the people behind them would react when they saw two men playing this game.

After sitting in the cable car, he still didn't dare to look at the line of tourists. He propped his chin with his head and hands, nodded and lowered his eyes to look at the light and shadow that kept shaking in the ink pool on the other side.

It is extremely quiet in a small space, and as the height increases, the noise decreases.

The noise in the ear is getting farther and farther away, and only the night view of the amusement park is left outside the window.

He Chuan: "Do you know what to do when riding the Ferris wheel?"

Jiang Chen looked away, met He Chuan's urgent eyes, and nodded.

The meaning of the existence of the Ferris wheel is that couples kiss at the highest point, hoping that they will love each other forever.

He Chuan leaned forward and put his hand on the back of Jiang Chen's neck. At the last moment when his lips reached the destination, he was stopped by Jiang Chen's hand, "Don't be afraid."

Jiang Chen shook his head, that was not the reason for his refusal, "I haven't reached the highest point yet."

He Chuan smiled brightly, and held Jiang Chen's obstructing hand with the other hand, the palms pressed together, and with a slight turn of the hand, the fingers slipped into the gaps between the fingers.

When the fingers were interlocked, he said tenderly and infatuatedly: "Don't worry, this kiss will last to the highest point."

Several times of kissing made them familiar with each other, before the tip of the tongue pried open the white teeth, the other party opened his mouth to greet each other with ease.

The ferris wheel reached the highest point, and the excitement seemed to have reached its peak. At this time, they were the farthest from the crowd, the farthest from everyone's eyes, the farthest from everything, but they were very close to each other.

This is their unique moment.

As they gradually descended, they also suppressed the excitement and sat back to their original positions solemnly, but the remaining ambiguous atmosphere in the space fully exposed their actions just now.

When the two came down, their faces were flat, as if they had taken an ordinary cable car, but if the lights deliberately swept their faces, they would find a different kind of blush on the faces of the two teenagers.

Jiang Chen didn't even bother to care what the people behind thought of him, his body and mind were occupied by the pleasure after the kiss, he only hated that the Ferris wheel wasn't high enough, otherwise he could have kissed for a while longer.

He Chuan: "Are you still playing?"

Jiang Chen: "What about you?"

The two looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts. After walking for a day, they were both a little tired and planned to leave through the exit.

Pass by a boutique and want to go in again, maybe buy some souvenirs for a first date or something.

Looking around, there is a dazzling array of things, most of which are things that children or girls love to buy, ranging from hairpin bracelets to giant plush dolls.

Jiang Chen glanced at the jewelry pendant, accidentally caught a glimpse of the rose, and took the thing off the hook of the jewelry rack.

The rose is only the size of a finger, obediently staying in the middle of the glass cover, delicate and beautiful.

"Little prince—" He Chuan held a person's pendant next to the rose pendant.

The villain was dressed in green, with short golden hair, a scarf of the same color around his neck, and a bright smile on his face.

Jiang Chen remembered reading a book called "The Little Prince" when he was a child, and then looked down at the pendant in his hand, "Could this be his rose?"

"Otherwise?" The chains of the two accessories are of the same color, so they look like a pair.

"When I read this book when I was young, I thought this rose was annoying." Jiang Chen turned the glass cover and carefully looked at the red rose inside. It was not much different from the one in the book in his memory, but he felt that the one in his hand was more annoying. pleasing.

He Chuan retorted: "What's annoying? She just can't express love."

"I probably like the fox better than the rose."

"The little prince doesn't like it."

"I just don't like that rose." Jiang Chen insisted.

He read the book when he was very young, and he didn't remember the people on the planet after reading the whole book, so he felt that the rose was very arrogant, and now someone was trying to change his long-standing thinking.

"I'll buy "The Little Prince" for you to read."

"I have."

"Go back and read it again."

"A thousand Hamlets, do you understand?"

The two looked at each other with tense faces, as if they were playing a game, and finally laughed.

"Grass, I almost got into an argument over this matter." Jiang Chen still couldn't accept Rose's temperament, she was too delicate to stand the cold, and even treated the little prince like a servant, boasting that she was unique.

He shook the pendant in his hand, "Buy this pair?"

"Ah."

"Which one do you want?" He glanced at the little figure in He Chuan's hand, but he still didn't want the rose in his hand.

"I want a little prince."

Jiang Chen couldn't figure out what He Chuan was thinking for a while.

He Chuan stuffed the rose into his hand, as if he was against him, but then he thought again, He Chuan likes this rose, does this count as willing to give him what he likes?

No matter what kind of thoughts he came from, Jiang Chen followed He Chuan's wishes and accepted the rose.

Anyway, it was a rose from my boyfriend, so I can't refuse it.

"The rose is a bit delicate, but after all, the little prince pampers it." Jiang Chen walked out of the amusement park, and picked up the rose in his hand to look at it. Unfortunately, there are few street lights in this section, and he only saw a vague outline.

"envious?"

"It's okay, I'm not that hypocritical." When the word "hypocritical" was mentioned, Jiang Chen suddenly realized that he had the same temperament as Rose.

Thinking carefully about his own behavior, He Chuan cut his hair and studied, and even proposed to start a relationship and change the relationship after they got together. The key is that He Chuan followed him.

Jiang Chen fell silent.

He began to reflect on whether he had finally become the rose he hated the most——

"Don't worry, you are not Rose, I am." If Jiang Chen hadn't heard He Chuan's laughter, he would really have thought it was comforting him.

"Then I'll be a prince?"

"Okay."

The two naively discussed who is the prince and who is the rose. The simple metaphor shows that this relationship is extremely immature and pure.

He Chuan: "Then—Prince, can you give me a kiss?"

There were so many people at the exit, Jiang Chen didn't have the guts to kiss him, he shied away and said, "Next time." Then he was led to a hidden place by He Chuan to complete the task.

On the way home, Jiang Chen received a message from his mother asking him to help pick up the courier and bring her favorite ice cream along the way.

He picked up the courier and went to several stores to buy that brand of ice cream. When he got home, he heard the first sentence from his mother: "What did you eat tonight? Your mouth is swollen."

Jiang Chen scolded He Chuan a few words in his heart, and became hesitant: "Uh... the food... is a bit spicy."

He handed the ice cream to Tang Miao, and the phone rang. It was a WeChat call from He Chuan. He was asked if he was home as soon as he got through.

"I'm home, how about you?"

Tang Miao glanced at Jiang Chen's mouth again, "You are so good at eating spicy food, you can be so spicy?"

He Chuan said that he was almost home.

Seeing Jiang Chen answering the phone, Tang Miao didn't speak again.

"What are you talking about, what is spicy?" He Chuan heard the conversation just now.

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and said, "My mother asked me why my mouth was so swollen, and I said that what I ate tonight was too spicy."

First a chuckle came from the phone, and then "Ah—"

"Hang up first." He stood in front of his mother, he couldn't say anything, so he had to wait until he returned to his room to settle the score with He Chuan.

After hanging up the phone, my mother looked curious: "Who is it?"

"A friend who hangs out with."

"Girlfriend?" Mom winked at him meaningfully.

"No." Jiang Chen felt that it was not a good thing for his parents to be too open. Every time he went out to play, he would gossip and ask if he was the one.

"Oh." Tang Miao continued to lie on the sofa and watch his TV. If nothing else happened, Jiang Yiming should watch TV in the bedroom.

One of them loves Korean dramas, the other loves spy movies, and the two watch each other without interfering with each other every night.

As soon as Jiang Chen returned to his room, he immediately called back, "Look at what a fucking good thing you did."

"Sorry, I didn't know I had a hot mouth."

Just by hearing the sound, one could tell that He Chuan was gloating.

Jiang Chen sighed: "Don't kiss so hard next time."

The other end was still joking: "Brother Jiang can eat spicy food, what's wrong with eating it every day?"

In terms of lip service, Jiang Chen was really willing to give in. He really couldn't find anything to say to He Chuan, and he was a little helpless: "Sometimes I really want to gag you."

"Yes, use your mouth to block it."

"Grass!" Jiang Chen realized that his voice was a bit loud, and lowered the volume again, "He Chuan, have you counted how many times we kissed?"

"No."

"There are too many to count."

"It's countable," He Chuan began to help him remember: "Look, you kissed me secretly that night, count it once, and on He Yi's birthday, uh, four times, and then..."

Jiang Chen interrupted him: "Don't help me remember, I have memories."

"Actually, there is no need to count," He Chuan's voice was ambiguous, "Anyway, it will be countless times in the end."

This phrase is veiled flirting.

Jiang Chen took out the rose pendant from his pocket, with tenderness in his eyes that he didn't realize, "Then I will reluctantly accept your countless kisses."

"reluctantly?"

"All right, all right, my pleasure."