Rebirth of Chen An

His voice was hoarse, but he still could not get any response from the young man who had become cold. As if possessed, the man held his younger brother in his arms and kept talking, as if his younger brother had just fallen asleep.

The night soon came. In this dark and cold world, there was only the sound of insects chirping and the fact that he was unwilling to admit.

The man had no strength to cry anymore, he sobbed with a hoarse voice. He held his younger brother in his arms, who closed his eyes and never breathed again, spending the long dark night by seconds.

As if he was the only one left in the world, the only one.

The person he cared most had left, leaving him alone in this cruel world.

He could no longer see the dawn, only endless night and despair.

Chang Le was gone and left him.

If what he had done was meaningless, what was the meaning of living?

Had it not been for the sacrifice of Chang Le, he might have pressed the trigger ten years ago in the woods when he aimed his gun at his temple.

He was so tired, tired of living every day.

"Wake up! Chen An, wake up!"

Suddenly a man's roar broke the dead silence. Chen An's body was shaking violently. He woke up from his dream and found his eyes were wet like soaked in water.

He wanted to speak, only to find that he could not speak but choke.

"It's a nightmare, just a nightmare. It's okay, it's okay..." Ivanov patted the man on the back and said softly, "Cry out if you feel uncomfortable, don't suppress yourself, cry out Chen An."

The man's emotional unrest in his chest slowly dissipated. He held Ivanov tightly and cried in a low voice like a nervous breakdown. "Don't leave me alone... don't leave me... don't leave me..."

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Ivanov went to the toilet in the middle of the night when he suddenly heard a muffled sob in the bedroom next door. He immediately ran into Chen An's room when he noticed something was wrong.

As soon as he entered, he saw Chen An lying on one side in bed, his body curled up into a ball, his hands gripping the quilt tightly like having a nightmare, his mouth constantly making choking sounds, and his face was full of pain and despair.

Ivanov was frightened and hurriedly woke up Chen An.

"Shall I pour you a glass of water?" Feeing the man in his arms gradually quiet down, Ivanov said softly.Before he got up, Chen An suddenly held him hard. He was all in Ivanov's arms and his voice was weak, "Don't go."

"Old fox, when we get back to shore, I'll have to take you to the doctor." Ivanov said with a wry smile. Although he liked being held tightly by Chen An, he felt uncomfortable to see this guy being abnormal like this.With Chen An's personality, what exactly had this man gone through that he looked like this tonight? There seemed to be only one keyword that can be thought of: Chen Chang Le.

"I won't leave, but I have to do something else. Well, you know, I'm not quite a gentleman type who can be immune from your temptation. I want to kiss you, An."

Being held by Chen An with such dependence, he could not be indifferent. He loved this man named Chen An more than he could imagine.