Luan

Although I said I have seen Gu Yida in the photo, but I still couldn't believe it when I saw the real person.

Pushing open the door, he stood up and greeted us politely, and extended his hand to shake our hands.Such hands are like hands for painting and playing the piano, but they don't look like hands for killing.

Looking at the master's mouth opening and closing, and Gu Yida's nodding from time to time, I couldn't concentrate at all.

"Feel sorry."

I moved my chair and stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

After splashing myself with cold water many times, I sighed and didn't know what was wrong with me, but I just didn't believe it and it was a bit hard to accept.

Still have to go out.

I don't know if it's because I stayed in the toilet for a long time or the master was really too efficient. She had already left when I entered, and only the handsome boy was left leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone.

"Brother, have you just started working?" He saw me come in and retract my foot from the coffee table, and put the phone on the glass table and said.

"You... how do you know?" I looked down, and I didn't put any name tag for the internship.

He smiled, as if he was about to say something, and was about to pick up the phone, but I accidentally saw the desktop of his phone.

It's the victim's photo, Jiang Mu.

The boy in the photo looked back under the sunlight, revealing a light and shallow smile. The gorgeous sunlight blurred his outline, but his gentle smile could still be seen clearly.

"Are you surprised?"

He noticed that I was staring at the desktop of his mobile phone without hiding, picked up the mobile phone and shook it in front of my eyes.

I have seen photos of the victim, he lacked a bit of Gu Yida's masculinity and sunshine, his thin lips made him look a little unhuman and indifferent, and his eyes were a little arrogant, but I can say that he is the first person I have seen in this period of time The neatest person ever.

What happened to these two beautiful boys?

I hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking: "Did you kill him because you were afraid that he would overtake you?"

He chuckled: "What do you think?"

After a few seconds, he said: "Obviously you don't believe it, forget it, there is nothing to hide, he is not afraid of me, what am I afraid of?"

"……he?"

"Jiang Mu." He paused, "He's my favorite."

I froze for a moment, feeling that what I said was a little strange, and it was a bit different.

"Yes, that's what you think, he is my lover." He put down his raised legs and asked with a smile, "Why, are you homophobic?"

I shook my head.

"Then what was the real reason you killed him?"

"...Is there a reason?" I don't know if it was an illusion, but at that moment, I found an almost gentle expression on his face that always had a formatted smile.

After a while, he said, "That's our agreement."

That is an agreement of ours.

At that time, Jiang Mu was already seriously ill. He was already very thin and almost out of shape. It is very euphemistic to describe him as haggard.

I was stunned when I heard the news, and then went to class for three days calmly, and spent three days without him.I can't deny that at the time I was thinking that he was going to die and I'd get used to being without him.

However, I couldn't help but look for him.

The moment I pushed away from the ward, I knew I was finished.

At first he didn't want me to see his face, he was very concerned about his appearance, I knew he was afraid that I would be frightened when I saw it.

But I love him so much, he should know.

I don't even need to think that he must start to have suicidal tendencies. He wants to end his life one step ahead of time and try his best to leave a good impression in my heart, but I can't let him die like this. I always have to do something .

That was the first time in my life that something like daze appeared, and it was very strange to me.During the time he was in the hospital, I made a sudden decision.

A promise between a murderer and a victim, our promise.

On my birthday, I would come to his ward with the Swiss Army knife we ​​used to share an untold amount of fruit.

Then, let him also become our best memory under this knife.

His death was a birthday gift he gave me. We met on my birthday. This is to commemorate the anniversary of our acquaintance, like other people's golden and silver weddings.

However, I have broken my promise.

On the afternoon of my birthday, I sat in his seat for a long, long time holding a Swiss Army knife, until everyone dispersed and only me was left.Waited until the sun went down and there was nothing left.

He was originally my deskmate, but because he will not come back, this position was given to a transfer student, and the others quickly forgot him under intensive study. Nothing will become an eternal topic, even though that A tall, arrogant and outstanding young man.I suddenly realized that if I didn't have a deep imprint, maybe I would forget him, but I can't do that.

Although I thought so at that time, I still held the cold metal tightly in my hands, as if my body was stuck in a chair, and I couldn't walk at all.

I sat there for three hours, soaking my clothes with sweat.

It wasn't until the evening self-study started that I put away the knife in a panic.

The next day, I decided that I must do this.

He is still waiting for me.

The person I love the most, how can I let him down?

Although I was already a day late, I didn't go to him right away. Instead, I missed a day of class and went to watch a movie outside. I ate a bowl of noodles with fried sauce and a steamed steamed bun. In the evening, I met my busy parents. After eating a meal, I heard them scolding me why I was absent from class.

On the third day, I went to my appointment.

Unexpectedly, I was in an extremely good mood on the way there, and it was extremely sunny, just like the weather that day.

After a leisurely journey, we finally arrived at the location of our last date in this life.When I opened the door, I saw a kind of light in his eyes, which was the culmination of ecstasy.

Except for the light in his eyes, he was pale. He used to be quiet, but now a lifeless feeling has replaced the quietness that I love so much.To be honest, although I swore that I loved him, I still couldn't help being taken aback by the way he was devastated by the disease.

However, no matter what he becomes, he is still him.

It wasn't until the outsider walked out and the door was slammed shut that I dared to gently caress the needle on the back of his hand due to frequent injections, and my heart ached so badly.

"Yida, did you see those flowers outside the window?" Jiang Mu said.

I turned my neck and found that the glass windows were all blocked by branches and leaves. I looked carefully and found some white and light yellow frangipani flowers. Since the ward is not high, I can still see this scene.

He didn't speak, just looked at me.

I stood up, opened the window, stretched out my hand and easily picked the biggest one and handed it to him, but he shook his head. At that moment, I seemed to know what he wanted.

This time, what I handed him was a budding flower.

He immediately took it, put it under his nose, took a deep breath, and smiled happily.In the next second, this little flower was placed under my nose.

He said, "Is it fragrant?"

My nose was sore, how could he be so happy under such circumstances?I didn't answer his words, broke his face and kissed him hard, but he resisted and pushed me away, saying that his mouth smelled like medicine.

After I was pushed away, I sat on the edge of the bed with a gloomy face, and he quickly asked me what was wrong.

"I have a lot to say to you, so I don't know what to say to you now."

"Then don't talk about it." He smiled, and then pulled off his clothes, revealing what seemed to be a transparent chest.I know he is afraid that the more I talk, the less I can do it.

I swallowed hard, and I didn't know how I took the knife out of my schoolbag. The temperature of my hand from that afternoon was still on the knife.

He was still looking at me with a smile on his face.

I have to.

But how can I do it?

He didn't rush me, just waited quietly.

The sunny days passed, and it began to rain outside the window, getting bigger and bigger, and the rain beat on the glass window more and more intensely, like drums urging me.

Time is running out, and this matter can no longer wait.I gently stroked the piece of skin with the imprint, and it had long lost its original elasticity and smoothness, leaving only a piece of wrinkled skin lying flat on top of the bone.

I looked at his deep-set, slightly cloudy eyes that still shone with irreplaceable light, and finally mustered up the courage to put the tip of the knife against the mark on his chest with trembling hands.I was dizzy for a while, and my hands were so soft that I couldn't even hold the knife.

Under his encouraging eyes, the tip of the knife slowly cut through the pale skin, and blood spewed out belatedly.I was short of breath, and I was too scared to move.

He lowered his head and smiled, and stretched out his hand to stroke my hair. Something passed through my hair through his thin fingers, that kind of silent power, that kind of beautiful calling.

As the tip of the knife sank little by little, there was less and less metal on the outside.

He looked at me with a smile.

My tears dripped on his wound, and then was swallowed by blood, Qi Qi gushed out of his body.

He took my face and kissed it.

We took off all the clothes and used the last light of our lives to do things.He smiled contentedly, we are doing this kind of thing with tears and blood, there is no time to be ashamed, no time to be excited, this is the last time, the last time in this life.

In the end, how can I perfectly express that I love you so much?

In that short afternoon, I slowly felt his body temperature go away bit by bit, and I came out of his body.

I looked at my watch, the time was almost up, soon his mother would bring him food, and it was time for me to leave, and I could die with him in this vast white ocean soon.

Just as I was about to pull out the knife on his chest, I suddenly stopped, and I slowly scanned this young and fresh corpse. This was a pale life, dying in a raging fire.

At that moment, I suddenly had an idea, this is the incomparable beauty of time, in fact, the most precious thing is to devour and destroy the most beautiful things bit by bit, and tear them into pieces before my eyes, that is an irreplaceable poignant.

If the knife is drawn...

But I will never see you again.

I stared at his corpse quietly, looking at him as affectionately as when I was alive, holding the mobile phone tightly in my hand, as if I couldn't restrain my fingertips from opening the camera.

I left the hospital with 5 minutes to go.

Although I can't die at the same time as him, I will die soon, just a few days later than him, and he will wait for me.

The sunlight coming in from the window is gone.

The air conditioner turned on to sixteen degrees was still releasing cold air, and it seemed that even the sound of the wind could be heard clearly.

"elder brother?"

He raised his hand and shook it in front of my eyes: "Brother? I'm done."

I just woke up like a dream. In order to cover up some reactions, I took a sip of the coffee on the table, it was already completely cold.

"...that's why you killed him."

"Yes." He nodded.

So it's an unwinnable lawsuit.Judging from Gu Yida's perverted thinking, he wants to realize his so-called martyrdom.

"Don't you want to live? Now you want to give up just on impulse, but..."

He waved his hand and interrupted me.

I wanted to say something more, but I knew he couldn't hear a word.Originally, it was very difficult to win this lawsuit, coupled with his desperation for death.I am not too optimistic about whether he can survive, not everything can be changed.

Some people are born to perish.

There was a lot of voices, and the people present were noisy, and then gradually quieted down.

Listening to the court precautions that I have been familiar with by heart, my heart trembled for a moment, and there was a trace of hesitation, and my previous thoughts were shaken.

perhaps……

Perhaps, fulfilling him is the best ending for them.

Plaintiff's statement is impassioned and revealing.A proud person like Jiang Mu's mother rarely cried with snot and tears. She divorced her husband and her son was terminally ill.Her life was originally dark, and she never showed weakness for such a strong woman, but now the sky is falling, and her son who is about to die has died one step ahead of time.Listening to her accusation, all the eyes looking at Gu Yida couldn't help being a little more disgusted, and the opposing lawyer briefly stated the process of his murder.

Those who don't know here are booed.

The master did not show weakness, and kept throwing out evidence to refute.

After cross-examination, it is a fierce debate. If you don't let me, I won't let you.

Jiang Mu's mother's crying lingered low over the courtroom, slowly biting my nerves.On the contrary, Gu Yida leaned on the chair with his chest folded all the time, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and he was just watching the show.

I was nervous unconsciously, my head was dizzy, their voices gradually became distant, and I could only see their mouths opening and closing, as if an ignorant life was struggling meaninglessly at the end.

The scales are tipping the other way.

It is what it is, and there is no room for maneuver.

Killing is killing, and he has already passed, and he must bear legal responsibility himself.

"Death sentence, appeal within ten days."

The judge's soft words seemed to blow up the full crowd.

There is no expression on the master's face, she is always invincible, and failure is a bit strange to her.

But this is a lawsuit that must be lost.

The people at the scene were chaotic, and I hurried to look for Gu Yida.

He's still sitting there.

Those words also reached his ears.

He smiled.

Smiling very satisfied, very gentle, very happy.

His hands were trembling, as if stabbing his lover's chest with a knife.He carefully picked up the phone, pressed the power button, and the screen lit up a little bit.

He lowered his head, wiped his hands on his pants, and then slowly stroked the screen, again and again, as if it was the face of his lover.In the end, he suppressed his smile, took a deep breath, and kissed her very devoutly.

He delivered on their promises.

"How about it? Although I lost, it still has a high learning value." A senior brother put his arms around my shoulders and almost spilled the coffee I just made.

I laughed a few times and nodded.

He killed a dying person, not for anything, just to realize their martyrdom, and the two fresh lives disappeared one after the other, and the two young lives passed away before they could bloom.Every time I think of this, I still seem to be able to see Gu Yida kissing the phone piously, and I seem to see him staring deeply at the cold and beautiful corpse on the hospital bed through his words.I shook my head immediately, my nose was sour, and my eyes were reddened uncontrollably.

However, within two days, this lawsuit was no longer brought up, because a new case came, and everyone started to get busy again.This time, the master hoped that I would no longer be a bystander, but be able to participate in the case.

But I suddenly found that I was not suitable to be a lawyer, because I couldn't look at the problem with a calm and objective eye.

I even started to feel disgusted by this industry, and I didn't even know how to go on in the future.I have to admit that I am afraid of this future that I have been longing for, wondering if I will be as numb as other lawyers in the future.But no matter how panicked and confused he was, he could only hang himself on this tree.

I worked up my courage and opened another black folder.