Chen Boqiao walked behind Zhang Jue with a suitcase.
The sea breeze was strong, and Zhang Jue was so thin that he was about to be blown away by the wind. A soft dark blue cotton T-shirt was blown against him, framing his narrow waist.
After pushing open the glass door of the boarding hall, Zhang Jue glanced back and held the door for Chen Boqiao, waiting for Chen Boqiao to come to him.
Chen Boqiao approached Zhang Jue and smelled the light pheromone smell on Zhang Jue's body.
The bitter apricot flavor matches Zhang Jue himself, and there is a little boredom in the alienation. It seems that no matter how old you are, Zhang Jue is estranged from the world and refuses to integrate into the real world.
Chen Boqiao used to be very insensitive to other people's pheromone flavors, but this time it may be because he often sticks too close to Zhang Jue, or because Zhang Jue smells so good, he only remembered the taste of bitter apricot.
"The team leader is over there," Zhang Jue turned his face slightly and pointed to the corner of the hall to Chen Boqiao. He paused for a moment and spoke faster, and said, "Show me your passport again. I'm afraid that today's pretense will be different." Zhang Jue always speaks a little coldly when talking to others, but not with Chen Boqiao, he is so cautious that he is almost harsh, always showing insecurity and timidity.
Chen Boqiao felt Zhang Jue's anxiety, looked down at Zhang Jue, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't look at it. It's very similar." Then he took Zhang Jue's shoulders and walked forward.
The boarding hall is not very big, and there are not many people at noon. They quickly walked to the team leader and showed their documents to the team leader. After taking the documents, they took the room card, checked their luggage, and went to the inspection.
There are five checkpoints at the border checkpoint for boarding. Except for the priority gate, several guests are queuing. The price of the inner cabin is the cheapest, and there is no priority qualification, so Chen Boqiao and Zhang Juefen are in two different checkpoints.
After Chen Boqiao stood still, he looked around casually and quickly found the person he was looking for. The two exchanged glances, walked towards him in the opposite direction, and exchanged room cards at the moment of wrongness.
Chen Boqiao's team lined up first. The border inspector checked his identity information and returned his passport information to him. He did not wait for the seal to be decided and went to the ship entry point ahead.
The attitude of the shipping staff was much better than that of the border inspection staff. They politely took photos of Chen Boqiao, returned the room card, and said to him, "Mr. Zhu, welcome to board the ship."
Chen Boqiao nodded with a smile, walked out of the entry point, and waited for Zhang Jue by the boarding ladder.
After two or three minutes, Zhang Jue hurried over. He ran for a short distance, his cheeks were pink, and he was panting when he spoke: "The person in front of the border check dragged me for a while." Then he asked Chen Boqiao: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No." Chen Boqiao shook his head, "Let's go."
They lived on the tenth floor. They got out of the passenger elevator with other passengers, walked along the light-colored carpet, passed one log-colored door after another, and stopped in front of their room.
The waiter had put the suitcase at the door of their room, Zhang Jue took out the room card, swiped it, opened the door, Chen Boqiao picked up the luggage, and entered the room with Zhang Jue.
The inner cabin is small, with red and black carpets, and two beds take up most of the room. The end of the bed is about one meter away from the wall, and the luggage can be unfolded.
Chen Boqiao put down the box, walked to the cabinet, and opened the door. Perhaps because of the long voyage, the cabinet is not small, and there is a shrinking iron frame for the luggage. He pulled out the shelf and pressed it. He felt it was still firm, so he turned around and said to Zhang Jue, "Let's open the box first and make it up."
Zhang Jue did not move, leaning against the door, looking at Chen Boqiao several meters away. His expression was a little different from just now. He was stunned, with his thin white hands hanging beside his legs and his lips slightly open.
Chen Boqiao looked at him, and when he saw that he didn't seem to be coming over, he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Jue paused for a while and whispered, "Who is the person who changed the room card with you?"
Chen Boqiao did not expect to be discovered by Zhang Jue. He was also stunned, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and then he slowly asked Zhang Jue, "Did you see it?"
"Well," Zhang Jue nodded lightly and added, "he was also in the elevator just now, living on the tenth floor, didn't he?"
Chen Boqiao looked into Zhang Jue's eyes and admitted, "Yes."
Zhang Jue was stared at by Chen Boqiao for a few seconds, then reluctantly turned his eyes away, and said, "Okay." He lowered his head a little, looked at his toes, and said, "I see."
"What do you know?" Chen Boqiao thought it was a little funny, but in addition to being funny, there was some inexplicable discomfort.
It was like a thin thread was hanging on his stomach, not too tight, so thin that it was almost imperceptible, but it was hanging abruptly.
Because Zhang Jue stood at the door so hesitantly, looking dejected, and refused to approach him.
"Come here." Chen Boqiao said to Zhang Jue.
Zhang Jue moved his drooping fingers, moved obediently, walked a few steps, came to him, half an arm's distance away, but still didn't look at him.
Chen Boqiao handed the room card to Zhang Jue, and Zhang Jue took it slowly. There was a gap of 14 digits between the room number on the room card and their own room number.
"The person who Pei Shu arranged to board the ship," Chen Boqiao said, "used Shen Yufei's passport with his photo changed."
Zhang Jue took the card, thought about it, raised his face and asked Chen Boqiao, "Aren't you going to North America with me?"
He asked a very simple question, but Chen Boqiao's "yes" was harder than ever.
Zhang Jue pursed his lips and said, "Okay."
There was no displeasure or unwillingness on his face, he couldn't even see doubts, his expression was not contrived, he was not pretending to be free and easy. Zhang Jue has pale skin, long lower eyelashes, and narrow and fair cheeks. Although the color of his lips is very light, the shape of his lips is beautiful.
Chen Boqiao had some inappropriate thoughts and pressed it down quickly and calmly.
"Before boarding the ship, I was afraid that there would be variables, so I didn't tell you," Chen Boqiao said to Zhang Jue, "I swapped identities with him, and the presidential guards arrested me in another room, so you won't be affected. I'll stay. Someone will send you to North America to dock."
The bodyguard who boarded the ship with Shen Yufei's passport was the fourth person he asked Pei Shu to arrange to board the ship. Chen Boqiao boarded the ship with the name "Zhu He" and also left a photo record at the photo booth. There is no camera in the corridor of the inner cabin. Chen Boqiao should live in room 1037, which has nothing to do with Zhang Jue and Shen Yufei in room 1022.
Objectively speaking, this is good for both Chen Boqiao and Zhang Jue. Although Zhang Jue used a fake passport, it could not stand up to scrutiny.
Zhang Jue didn't take much time to understand what Chen Boqiao said. He didn't raise any objection, thought for a while, and asked Chen Boqiao, "Then when are you leaving?"
"Are you going to live in that room now?" he asked again.
"No," Chen Boqiao said, "in six more days."
"Then..." Zhang Jue's voice became lower, with a little hesitation on his face, "You're gone, does he live with me?" Without waiting for Chen Boqiao's response, he added: "I don't like meeting people I don't know well. live."
"Jiaxi came to my house to sleep as a guest." Zhang Jue emphasized again. It seems that compared to Chen Boqiao's departure, he pays more attention to living with others.
The focus of Zhang Jue eased Chen Boqiao's mood for a few seconds. Chen Boqiao looked down at Zhang Jue and said, "You don't need to live with him, I'll upgrade you."
"Well," Zhang Jue slowly blinked his eyes a few times and said, "No, I've been promoted myself."
Having said so many words, Zhang Jue didn't intend to get close to Chen Boqiao any more, as if the half arm was already as close to the limit as it could be.
He and Chen Boqiao are like a tenant whose lease has expired and a landlord. The two stand together and count the room peacefully. This is yours, and that is mine.
In this kind of scene, Chen Boqiao is not used to taking the initiative, he is used to waiting, wait a little longer, Zhang Jue will always take the initiative to take the first step.
It was the same today. After only standing for a while, Zhang Jue couldn't bear it any longer. He asked Chen Boqiao, "Are you safe to go back?"
This is a question that Chen Boqiao cannot answer. Chen Boqiao thought for a moment and said honestly, "I don't know."
Zhang Jue looked at Chen Boqiao, his lips were tightly closed, Chen Boqiao saw that the corners of his eyes were a little red, but his eyes were not wet, which made Chen Boqiao think of Zhang Boqiao who buried half of his face in the pillow and cried when he had sex for the first time. decision.
Holding his hand in the car, bowed his head and kissed Zhang Jue on the back of his hand.
Maybe in Pei Shu and all the people, Zhang Jue is paranoid, or stupid, not good-looking, too ordinary, and has few words, but if Chen Boqiao was to choose one person among all his suitors, Chen Boqiao would only choose Zhang Jue.
If there is only one umbrella, only one bunch of flowers, and one key, Chen Boqiao will give it to Zhang Jue.
It may be difficult to say love, but the choice is easy. Chen Boqiao didn't reach out and called Zhang Jue's name.
Zhang Jue looked at Chen Boqiao seriously, as if he was afraid of missing any word of Chen Boqiao, and his expression was still a little nervous.
"If I'm safe," Chen Boqiao said, "wait for me to find you."