I want to be your white moonlight

"Am I going to die?" Lin Xiang thought, "If facing my dead body, would Huo Sirong be moved? Even if he just raised his eyebrows."

Will not.

Huo Sirong didn't care about the life or death of a toy at all.

Lin Xiang is the only stain in Huo Sirong's glamorous life, witnessing the love that Huo Sirong couldn't ask for.

The light of the knife pierced a bolt of lightning, the white ones entered and the red ones went out, bringing bloody flowers all over the sky, and there was a soft puff.

The thin body of the young man fell down in response, and someone yelled: "Damn, kill!"

"How to do?!"

"Run!"

The gangster who drew the knife lost the dagger, panicked, turned around and ran away.A few gangsters ran away cursing and swearing.

This is an alley that is rarely visited by people. Except for wild cats and dogs, no other animals visit this place.Lin Xiang was forced here by gangsters, almost to a dead end.

If you don't resist, maybe you won't be hurt so badly.

But Lin Xiang didn't have a temperament of obedience and dependence in his bones. When Lin's father was still alive, he said that the second child of the Lin family was very rebellious, and no one could tame him.

Later, Lin's father passed away in a hurry, Lin's mother fell ill, and Huo Sirong descended to their home like a god, and took Lin Yan away. At that time, Lin Xiang was fourteen.

When Lin Xiang was 17 years old and in his third year of high school, Huo Sirong appeared again. This time, he finally didn't come for Lin Yan.Huo Sirong said to Lin Xiang expressionlessly: "Your brother hopes that you will continue to study."

Huo Sirong arranged his future life with an uncompromising command tone: studying, giving Huo Sirong a vent for sex.

When Huo Sirong threw him on the bed, he still fantasized about whether he likes him?

When he found out that Huo Sirong only regarded him as a substitute for Lin Yan, he no longer had any expectations, only hoped that Huo Sirong would be gentle when he went to bed, if he could be gentle at all, that would be great.

Obviously... I don't have any expectations...

The rain that fell from the sky covered the tears in the corners of his eyes, and his vision gradually blurred. Lin Xiang lay in the blood mixed with his ten fingers clasped on the uneven road, moving his body with difficulty.

He doesn't want to die, he wants to live.

"Hmm..." His pale face was soaked in sewage, and his soft hair clinged to his cheeks. Lin Xiang cried and crawled. He spent a lot of effort, but he could only move a millimeter away like a maggot.

"Dad..." A phantom appeared in front of Lin Xiang's eyes, his body gradually lost temperature, he curled up, and buried his head in the socket of his neck.

A wide black umbrella shaded the overcast sky.

The heavy rain came pouring down, hitting the umbrella and making a loud noise.

Wen Yao's eyebrows were cold and solemn.

The tall man bent over and took the boy into his arms.

Lin Xiang struggled to maintain the last sane, grabbed Huo Sirong's collar desperately, and buried his head in his arms: "It hurts..."

In my memory, the faint cologne smell on the man's body resembled that when spring came that year, Huo Sirong appeared at their house and said domineeringly to Lin Xiang, "I'll pick you up."

Huo Sirong carried him into the Porsche, and the black streamlined body sped towards the hospital.

"His blood type cannot accept blood transfusions."

In the hospital, the doctor in a white coat looked excited and clasped his hands: "He has the Rhnull blood type. There are only a hundred people with this blood type in the world. It is more precious than panda blood, and it is the golden blood in medicine!"

Wen Yao understood: "So once this blood type is transfused, it will be life-threatening, right?"

The senior doctor in charge nodded heavily and explained: "This blood type can only be transfused once in a lifetime, and the second transfusion will cause hemolysis reaction, and the third transfusion will be life-threatening. At present, our hospital does not have the conditions to transfuse him. .”

"But now he has lost too much blood." Wen Yao was dissatisfied: "How to solve it?"