NOVEL NEXT Chapter 375 - 375: Don't Want to Break Up
Chapter 375: Don’t Want to Break Up
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Jiang Junlin and Ji Chi sat on the carpet with disheveled attire, panting heavily. Ji Chi’s shirt had several buttons torn, and there were bite marks around his neck and collarbone.
Ji Chi’s eyes, which had been like stagnant water, seemed to come alive, filled with the fireworks from outside, dazzling to the extreme. He was ecstatic, wanting to shout it to the world.
For so many years, he had written one love letter after another, all of them seemingly lost without a trace. He had felt disappointment and pain, thinking he had reached a dead end, only to receive a love letter from the other party unexpectedly.
All love and expectations were never one-sided.
“Brother…” Ji Chi suddenly buried his head in Jiang Junlin’s lap, cuddling his thigh like a child, his emotions roiling. He knew he had to make a decision, a cruel one, while he was at his happiest. “When you were arrested, 1 thought 1 would never see you again.”
Jiang Junlin stroked his hair, suppressing those burning emotions completely. This was the second time he had seen Ji Chi since their separation, and he couldn’t help but recall those sleepless nights in prison.
At one point, he had thought Ji Chi was dead.
The sound of that gunshot had echoed in his ears, shattering countless fantasies. Even in his fitful sleep, he would be awakened, picturing Ji Chi shot in the head. He had tortured himself, thinking, “What if he’s dead? Even if I’ve avenged him, what good does it do? Revenge is a momentary satisfaction, but it can’t free me from the pain. People can’t come back to life. Even if I kill all my enemies, Ji Chi won’t come back.”
He had repeatedly thought about the memories he shared with Ji Chi and had a thought in his heart: Maybe it’s time to give up. Perhaps one day, he won’t see Ji Chi anymore. But when Pei Qiuying came to the prison and saved his life, he knew Ji Chi was alive and well, and he felt relieved. He had never considered fulfilling Ji Chi’s wishes again.
People were strange; they often cherished things only after losing them. When something was right in front of them, they tended to take it for granted.
He was no exception to this.
“Are your wounds healed?”
Ji Chi got up, looking directly into his eyes. “They healed a long time ago. The warden is on my side, and 1 haven’t suffered. I’ve been well taken care of.”
Their eyes locked onto each other, and they couldn’t help but kiss passionately. Jiang Junlin’s shirt was quickly torn by Ji Chi, but he managed to push Ji Chi away with all his self-control. “Ji Chi, 1 need to talk to you!”
Ji Chi’s fiery emotions were doused with a bucket of cold water, and all the passion faded away. He almost stumbled to his feet, quickly grabbing his coat. “It’s late, I should go!”
He didn’t have the courage to face what Jiang Junlin was about to say.
He knew what Jiang Junlin would say, and no matter how much he resisted or how dead he felt inside, what was meant to happen would happen. Once imprisoned, there would be no second chances.
Jiang Junlin held his hand, and Ji Chi’s hand trembled violently, as if fearing something. His palm was sweaty, soaked. “Ji Chi, I…”
“Today is the Lantern Festival, do you have to say it now?” Ji Chi turned around, his eyes already red. He had never been concerned about saving face in front of Jiang Junlin; if he wanted to cry, he would cry.
Jiang Junlin looked at his tear-filled eyes, and all his words got stuck in his throat.
He was decisive and resolute, but deep inside, there was a soft spot. He was clad in armor from head to toe, impervious to external attacks, but in this one area, he was vulnerable.
Jiang Junlin’s silence allowed Ji Chi’s greed to flourish. “Brother, do you hate me?”
“I don’t hate you.”
Ji Chi’s greed ran through his veins. “Then do you love me?”
Knowing he shouldn’t ask, couldn’t ask, yet still greedy, Jiang Junlin’s silence felt like a knife plunged into his chest. He broke free from Jiang Junlin’s grasp and pushed open the window.
A cold breeze swept into the bedroom, and Ji Chi stood upright like a tall pine tree. “When you had Gu Ci send a message to me, promising that if I didn’t act recklessly, you would still be alive as I wished, was that a lie?”
“No!” Jiang Junlin got up and hugged Ji Chi from behind, ignoring the gazes of the guards downstairs. Jiang Junlin said, “Ji Chi, 1 truly want to fulfill your wish.”
He wanted to, but he couldn’t!
Ji Chi couldn’t leave the Black Hawk. He was the heir groomed by Lu Zhiyuan, and he couldn’t leave the world of the underground dark web. It was destiny, so Jiang Junlin had never asked Ji Chi.
Can you leave the Black Hawk?
“Do you remember every word we said on the plane to Paris? They were all sincere.”
Ji Chi stiffened all over, then suddenly turned around and pressed Jiang Junlin against the wall. He had tears in his eyes, looking fierce and pitiful at the same time. “Then say it, say that you won’t leave me.”
Jiang Junlin looked at the crazed face before him with aching heart. His eyes were reddening, and veins popped on his forehead as he restrained himself from saying the heartless words.
“I absolutely won’t…”
Suddenly, a ringing phone interrupted Ji Chi’s words, it was Ji Chi’s phone.
On the way back to the city, Gu Ci and Lu Zhiyuan fell into another round of silence. Gu Ci played some music, and they were on a winding mountain road. Even at night, there were people coming to stargaze, and halfway up the mountain, there was a camping site.
Gu Ci occasionally glanced at the car following behind and felt her heart race. “Lu Zhiyuan, something seems odd about the car behind us.”
“I know,” Lu Zhiyuan said. “Don’t worry.”
The car suddenly jolted, and Lu Zhiyuan realized something was wrong; the tire must have been punctured. The mountain road was treacherous, so Lu Zhiyuan called for their team to come to their location using his GPS.
Gu Ci’s greatest fear was car accidents, especially after witnessing Lu Zhiyuan’s two accidents—one fatal and one life-threatening. Those incidents had become her inner demons. Lu Zhiyuan held onto Gu Ci’s hand.
Her hand had turned icy cold.
Lu Zhiyuan said, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here!”
“It’s because you’re here that I’m scared!” Gu Ci looked at him, and fear was evident in her eyes. She quickly regained her composure. “Is there a gun in the car?”
Lu Zhiyuan shook his head. He had deliberately avoided everyone and brought Gu Ci to stargaze. Li Jiang had also prepared a fake route. Even if someone tried to track him, following Li Jiang would be the way. Lu Zhiyuan hadn’t anticipated this situation.
The car behind them suddenly accelerated and collided into them. This mountain road had eighteen bends, with a simple guardrail, and next to it was a steep cliff. Any slight collision could send them plummeting off the cliff..