Chapter 1220: Millennium Love Story 25

That day Chen Zhu still remembered, it was a bitterly cold winter with continuous overcast rain.

He bought a roasted sweet potato from the stall next door, then huddled by the store's charcoal fire.

Zhaolong came as usual to buy cake, usually buying several, said to be because his family had many members; Chen Zhu never bothered to look into it.

Just as he finished wrapping the pastries in oil paper, he heard Zhaolong ask if he could pass a towel to wipe the water.

After hesitating, his cleanliness instinct made him reluctant, but fearing to neglect the customer, he weighed it and went to the back room cabinet to get a new towel, treating it as a free gift.

But just as he entered the back room, Zhaolong followed him in and, without warning, lunged at him from behind.

Chen Zhu couldn't dodge in time; even though he wasn't grabbed, his back was still touched.

The sudden feeling of nausea made him uncontrollably angry; he grabbed the water pot on the table and threw it, which only annoyed Zhaolong further.

They thus started fighting; Chen Zhu was strong and could have subdued him, but the nausea from frequent bodily contact was too intense.

In the end, he had to use a tool to smash Zhaolong until his head was bloody before stopping.

Coincidentally, a few customers saw this; seeing the situation exposed, Zhaolong blurted out wild words, claiming Chen Zhu had coerced him into submitting to someone.

At that moment the scene was extremely chaotic; Zhaolong had a split forehead and a face covered in blood, while he still held a blood‑stained stool, trembling all over at the sight of blood.

The customers chose to believe Zhaolong's words; afterwards the story spread, and he was labeled a pervert. Zhaolong offered no explanation and even chose to leave town at that time.

Chen Zhu spoke slowly, and gradually recovered his emotions in Jin Chen's embrace.

"Actually, I was really glad someone bumped into me that day; otherwise… Zhaolong would very likely have been beaten to death by me, and I would have ended up in prison."

Jin Chen furrowed his brows, held him tighter, his expression becoming agitated and harsh.

"He's a beast."

Then he kissed Chen Zhu's cheek again, coaxing, "Let's not talk about this, brother, don't be sad."

After the emotions faded, Chen Zhu's face, which had been kissed, turned red; he tried to dodge a little, but Jin Chen caught hold of that evasive motion and wouldn't let go.

"You don't like it."

Jin Chen suddenly looked down, dejected, and asked, "Why?"

Seeing Chen Zhu's cheeks faintly red, Jin Chen's heart twitched, and he said, "Brother, you wouldn't be refusing my kiss because you have someone you like, would you?"

"How could that be."

Chen Zhu immediately denied it, not knowing where Jin Chen got that idea, and said, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Nonsense…"

Jin Chen rubbed his nose tip against his, an ambiguous and intimate gesture, and asked, "So, brother, do you actually have someone you like?"

A dense, tingling sensation wound into his heart; Chen Zhu, holding Jin Chen's fingers, curled them, and after a few seconds of hesitation, openly admitted.

"Yes."

But he was still afraid, worried that Jin Chen was too young—twenty years old and unaware of love—yet he had been led to this point by him.

Chen Zhu had wanted to use this chance to ask, but before he could organize his thoughts, Jin Chen suddenly snorted, catching him off guard, and pulled away from the embrace.

"You have…"

Jin Chen feigned jealousy, saying, "Then I have someone too."

Chen Zhu's expression changed instantly.

He is now the most unable to tolerate stimulation; he can't detect any jealousy, only hearing the sound of his thoughts shattering in his mind.

"You…"

Seeing Jin Chen's ears flush red, Chen Zhu's words were blocked back, his gloomy thoughts sealed tight.

He suddenly calmed down, no longer mentioning the topic, saying, "All right, I'll go tidy up the mess outside."

Having said that, he hurried away, fearing he couldn't suppress his emotions.

"Don't rush…"

Jin Chen couldn't let go, saying, "Let's talk about it when we get home… let's talk about it when we get home."

Chen Zhu gripped his own wrist tightly, barely managing to stay calm.

He didn't hear a sigh from behind.

"No destruction, no establishment."

If we still don't lay everything out, and don't advance the treatment schedule, even if he stays by his side all the time, he won't be able to contain Chen Zhu's emotions.

【Host! The list of Jing Shi psychotherapists has been screened; three doctors are most suitable for treating the Main God! It's just too hard to get an appointment!】

【Keep following up, secure the appointment slot as soon as possible.】

【Got it～】

When Chen Zhu went out, the shop's mess had already been cleaned up by the bodyguards; he stood there for a few seconds, dazed, looking at the shop where only the door frame remained.

Afterwards he carefully put on gloves, took the shop's trash out, and threw it away.

As he passed the neighboring hardware store, the proprietress came out especially to ask how the shop was doing now.

"Everything's been taken care of, thank you for your trouble, big sister."

"Eh, as long as it's fine."

The proprietress chatted a few more words; Chen Zhu's somewhat dim gaze suddenly locked on the hardware items in her store.

"Big sister, does your store… sell rope?"

"Sure, we have all kinds; what do you need it for?"

Chen Zhu rubbed his fingers, Jin Chen's words from earlier still echoing in his ears.

"To tie things up; I need decent quality so it won't wear the items down."

Chen Zhu lowered his head slightly; though he spoke gently, his eyes couldn't be seen.

But having just gone through that, the proprietress didn't suspect anything else, only thinking he was still feeling unwell.

"Yes, sis will go get it for you."

Chen Zhu paid the money, took that bundle of plastic rope back to the shop, and another voice in his heart came to stop him.

If… Jin Chen gets angry, even if he's tied up and can't leave, he'll ignore him from now on—what should he do?

The inner heavenly-human conflict ceased abruptly when he saw the other person in the shop.

Chen Zhu had never seen this person before.

But without the glass door blocking, even if he stood outside, he could faintly hear their conversation.

This person is the owner of the Western-style pastry shop, bought by Jin Chen, so it's normal for him to come discuss business.

But… the words "go to Jing Shi," "will leave soon," "need to understand," Chen Zhu couldn't hear them clearly, yet they were enough to make him feel devastated.

It's only been two months.

Jin Chen came from Jing Shi, stirring up his life like a storm, and does he have to leave before summer ends?

Chen Zhu tightly gripped the plastic rope in his hand, his face darkening as he turned around, then hid inside the van.

For the rest of that day in the shop, Chen Zhu tried his best to avoid mentioning topics he shouldn't, his whole body tensed like a string; any slight movement could make him tremble with fear, and he wouldn't let Jin Chen step out of his sight even a bit.

In the evening on the way home, Chen Zhu deliberately said he wanted to take Jin Chen to stroll around the town center.

They went to the market and jointly bought many new items; even things they already had at home and weren't currently using, Chen Zhu bought them on the pretext of needing to stock up to feel at ease.

Jin Chen vaguely guessed something, but didn't expose it, letting him buy.

After returning home, it was already 7:30 p. m., and the summer night had just fallen.

Tonight there was no wind, it was hot and humid; just standing by the grass made one feel stuffy, and the elderly man who usually came down at night to shake his fan and stroll downstairs didn't appear.

Only when going upstairs did he hear the neighbor grandma muttering, saying that a windless night feels stuffy, a sign of an impending rainstorm.

Thus tonight was destined to be extraordinary.