blood pupil

"Love?" Fang Yang's heart trembled slightly, his voice became hoarse and weak, "Is love that important? Do you want to love even if you are betrayed?"

"Yes! If you love someone, you will give without complaint or regret, and you will never regret it even if you die! Yangyang, my mother locked up the three of us, and now only you can help us. Please, help us. Shall we find Hong Ye?"

Hearing Luo Yufan's sincere words, Fang Yang glanced at the lifeless bed with sadness in the corner of his eyes.

Hong Ye lay there quietly, even the light reflected on him seemed so lonely and cold!Maybe, he's dead...

Withdrawing his gaze, Fang Yang asked feebly into the phone: "What if Hong Ye dies?" His voice seemed hollow and ethereal

"No! Hong Ye will not die!" Luo Yufan's voice became a little excited, "My second brother said that his life is connected with Hong Ye, and he can completely feel Hong Ye's death." Ye is not dead, but... can't sense where Hong Ye is! Yangyang, please, help us!"

"Third brother, I don't understand why you insist on finding him! Even if he is alive, even if we met, so what? It's just adding more pain! Wouldn't it be better if he died? It's not you!" Fang Yang still wanted to argue

"Yangyang, you have never been in love, you don't understand, love! It just brings pain, the more painful, the deeper the love! As long as I can find Hong Ye, as long as she is safe and sound, I am willing to fulfill him and me. Brother! I..." The words cut off suddenly, replaced by Luo Yufan's hoarse choking voice

Yang Yang, who has always been impatient with other people's love, has become very patient today

Sighing, silently listening to Luo Yufan's cry

The crying lasted for a long time before intermittent sad words came from the phone: "Yangyang, third brother, I beg you, as long as you can get back Hong Ye, we are willing to hand over all the property rights of Luoshi to you. The three of us discussed it a long time ago, as long as you are willing to help us find him, we are willing to sign a contract with you and transfer all the properties under the name of Luo to you after a hundred years of my mother! Yangyang, I..."

"Enough!..." Fang Yang suddenly jumped up uncharacteristically, and his phone was squeaked by angry fists: "That red night! What the hell is it! Why do you want to envy billions of people? To exchange such a meaningless person! If I were you, I would never be so stupid! Third brother, you are hopeless!"

After a while of hysteria, Fang Yang didn't even catch his breath, he spit out a series of words in one breath, without even giving Luo Yufan any chance to refute, he put down the phone

Chest heaving up and down with anger

Lit a cigarette again, maybe the hand trembled too much, maybe it was too restless, and it took a long time for the cigarette to be lit

Sitting on the sofa, sucking heavily with a stuffy head

He is irritable!

Resenting that he should not fall in love with Hong Ye, but now he feels doubly powerless, and painfully finds that he has been trapped in emotion and cannot extricate himself

My mind is in chaos...

Fang Yang scratched his head so hard that his hair became messy, and his lonely and decadent shadow dragged long on the ground. However, the faint voice in his heart could not go away!

save him... save him...

Emotions and past experiences are intertwined

Finally, after struggling for a while, Fang Yang picked up his mobile phone and connected the call of his most trusted person: "Hello! Is it son?"

On the phone: "Fang Yang? Long time no see! What's the matter?"

"Hmm! It's me!" The voice dragged a bit, "Do you...have time? Come to me!"

"Oh! I'm so sorry! I have a patient who needs surgery urgently! I'll go to your place later!" Son on the other end of the phone said while busy preparing surgical knives while holding the phone on his shoulder

"Oh! That's it! Forget it!" Fang Yang's voice showed a trace of depression

Originally, his affection for Hong Ye was between saving and not saving, it seemed like it was destined!

Hong Ye, sure enough, is still going to die!

This can not blame him!

Fang Yang couldn't tell if it was sadness or pain, maybe it was a hard struggle.

Son, who was about to enter the operating table, felt that Fang Yang's tone today was a bit strange, and couldn't help asking: "Fang Yang, listening to your voice, it seems that you are not in a good mood. Is there anything important you want to do with me?" ?”

"It's nothing serious, it's just that a friend is dying and I want you to take a look, but you're busy!"

Although he planned to give up treating Hong Ye, Fang Yang was still in a very low mood. After saying this, he turned off his phone

Walking up to Hong Ye's side, laying his body flat, gently caressing his cheek with his hand

The pale face has no trace of blood, but the delicate figure has become emaciated due to more than a month of torment. The golden sun shines on Hong Ye's slender body, but it can't bring him a trace of vitality.

Fang Yang stretched out his hand to test Hong Ye's breath, only to feel that his breath was getting weaker and weaker

Finally, the moment Hong Ye's heart stopped beating, Fang Yang began to regret it!All of a sudden, he fell down on Hong Ye's body and burst into tears

At this moment, he has already realized how painful it is to lose a lover, but everything is unbearable

"Red Night... Red Night..."

The room with loud cries echoed, and it seemed empty...

Fang Yang cried and beat his head hard, he regretted it, regretted it extremely

Regret that I didn't use a strong tone to ask son to save this person who shouldn't die!Regret that I always settle in the past, but take the opportunity of happiness at a loss!

regret!regret!Still regret it!

But it's too late!

The flowing tears mixed with the sad snot dripped down on Hong Ye's chest with Fang Yang's confession

"Red Night... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

The empty room is full of resentment and remorse, the only thing that can be heard is the repeated crying of "I'm sorry"

Fang Yang, who was in extreme pain, gradually reached the edge of danger, and the pain prompted him to collapse

Just when Fang Yang's spirit was about to collapse, the door creaked and was pushed open urgently

Son held on to the door with one hand and his knee with the other, his bent body was panting from the running just now and he raised his head, his intermittent voice was a little anxious because of panting, and asked: "Fang Yang!...Who... Who is dying?" With a glance, he inadvertently saw the body lying on the bed as calm as a dead person

Is it Red Night?

Son's eyes were startled suddenly, and his eyes stopped on Hong Ye.

He walked quickly to the bed, covered his mouth in surprise, and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

He——is indeed Hong Ye!

Naked, the whole body is dry and unsightly

He, like a mummy, lay quietly on this cold bed with no temperature

"Why is Hong Ye here?" Son turned his head quickly, questioning Fang Yang, who was beside him with sluggish eyes and empty eyes.