Qing Yu Ruoyou

"I thought I had already missed my tomorrow

trapped in this winter night

face the world alone

Suddenly the whole city

snowflakes

gradually submerged

this long street

I thought I had already lost everything

until I meet you

give me another world

No matter how dangerous the road ahead is

Even if fate is fickle..."

Broken hair hangs down the forehead, shaking gently.The boy's shallow singing gradually rose in pitch at this time, and only his cold voice was the only one in the silence of the audience:

"You said don't be afraid

ask me to be brave

good thing you haven't left me yet

Fortunately, I have you behind me in the dark

Even if the whole world abandons me

and your warm hands

good thing you haven't left me yet

Fortunately, we all have the same obsession

just like this

So sleepless..."

Under the stage, Ruoyou's eyes were as bright as stars, but in contrast to him, Mo Qi's eyes were as dark as dust at this moment, as if some lakes that had been extinguished and returned to a dead stillness, clearly showed the figure of the young man on the stage.

Among thousands of people, he is the only one.

No one knew that at this time, a girl in the corner shone with tiny lights, and those lights were beautiful and transparent like crystals.At the same time, a pair of eyes suddenly flashed in He Qingyu's mind, and the owner of those familiar eyes was not Ruoyou, but Mo Qi.

Then, there were messy and numerous memory fragments, all of which were him.

"Hello," the boy who didn't know him came over and tapped on the corner of his table to attract his attention. On his immature face, he was serious: "My name is Mo Qi, let's make friends?"

He looked up, his black pupils were shining brightly in the sun, and his eyes fell on the boy's cat ears.For some unknown reason, he nodded: "Okay."

There was no surprise in Mo Qi's eyes, as if he had expected his answer.

At that time, Mo Qi was still young, his eyes were as dark as Ruoyou's now, with greenish eyes, and the green was extremely obvious.

"Phantom?"

"Well, this is a good profession. Apart from being powerful, you don't need to go through cumbersome certification procedures." Mo Qi calmly turned his head and asked him: "What do you think? How about our partner?"

He Qingyu lowered his head to think, then raised his head, and his slightly grown face was beginning to show handsomeness: "Yes. But before that—let's make a contract." His tone was the same as usual, as if to say another very ordinary thing: " That way, it's more tacit."

Mo Qi was taken aback, looked at him for more than three seconds, and smiled: "Okay."

That was the first time Mo Qi smiled at him.

The cold wind was blowing, blowing across the face like a sharp knife, causing pain.Mo Qi on the cliff was lying on his stomach, his left hand was barely supporting the protective cover, and his right hand was determined not to let go, because under the right hand was another person's arm.

He Qingyu was hanging in mid-air, while trying hard to break away from Mo Qi, while raising his eyes, the bottom of his eyes was that he was not surprised at the same place, and his voice was faint: "Let go."

Mo Qi didn't open his mouth, even saying a single word in this situation would be a waste of energy.He just looked back firmly and told him with practical actions——he would never let go.

"Let go." He Qingyu still had the same two words, but his movement of breaking free became more violent. He almost broke free several times but was held even tighter by Mo Qi.

He exerted so much strength, as if he was afraid that He Qingyu would fall off the cliff and disappear before his eyes if he let go.At this time, they didn't have much spiritual power left. Just by visual inspection, he could see that in He Qingyu's current state, there was no possibility of surviving unless a miracle happened.The muffled sound of being hit from the protective cover behind them is now like a countdown on the Internet, and every point that is delayed increases the threat to their lives. It is hateful that they have gone through so much, and now they are powerless.

"Give up." He Qingyu changed his sentence. In the next second, he was caught off guard and pulled Mo Qi down with all his strength, and the protective cover disappeared. At the last second when Mo Qi's figure completely disappeared on the cliff, he flew over the cliff. Hundreds of attackers.He Qingyu hugged him and said: "I may not be able to survive alone, and it will be different with you. Compared with waiting to die on the top, it is better to jump down together and take a gamble."

"……Um."

In the end, they won the bet.

For the first time, after becoming phantoms, they were so embarrassed.

By the creek, two teenagers sat side by side, each silent, only the sound of Dingdong Creek echoed softly.

"Let's get in touch with the contract." In the end, it was He Qingyu who spoke. He couldn't see the emotion in his eyes hidden under his hair, and his tone was as emotionless as before: "It's decided, hurry up. Be careful, I regret it."

Mo Qi was startled, his eyes that had been sinking slightly relaxed suddenly, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "It turns out that you will regret it too...Sorry, I..."

"It doesn't matter, everyone has dreams." He Qingyu raised his head and looked at him, and the corners of his lips seemed to twitch slightly: "Listen, I won't wait for you."

"Exactly, so do I." Mo Qi also smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and clenched his fist. When the fists of the two teenagers collided, the three-year brotherhood disappeared at that moment.

In He Qingyu's eyes, there was a dazzling light:

I won't wait for you, but I will protect the good memories between us.Goodbye, my partner.

At that time, there were still seven years before their next meeting.

"It's a good thing you haven't left me

Fortunately, I have you behind me in the dark

Even if the whole world abandons me

and your warm hands

good thing you haven't left me yet

Fortunately, we all have the same obsession

just like this

sleepless..."

When the last sentence fell, a little crystal shone on his face, and when he reached out to touch it, He Qingyu realized that he was crying.

Those memories, those memories—

Is it the past between him and Mo Qi?