one's love

"boom!"

In the chaos, the gunshot was particularly obvious in the empty warehouse.

Time seemed to stand still, and all the other sounds disappeared in an instant, except for the tail of the gunshot, which was lingering in the smoke.

Lu Ye stood where he was, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, as if looking at a stranger.

The man whose chest was mercilessly pierced by the bullet narrowed his eyes in pain, but did not make any sound. His thin body shook helplessly and then lost control, like a high-flying kite that suddenly broke its string and was on the verge of falling... …

Before crashing to the ground, the man was caught by Lu Ye in time.

Lu Ye hugged him helplessly and knelt down on the rough concrete floor.

The moment the skin touched and the delicate touch was produced, the man's cool body temperature seemed to be eroding, quietly plundering all the warmth it could touch.The man's body temperature slipped away silently like an hourglass, his body gradually became cold, and even the high temperature in midsummer could not do anything about it... However, what people care about more than his body temperature is the wound on his chest.

The blood soaked his pure white shirt, the smudged scarlet was extremely dazzling, and the bloody smell like rusty iron filled his nostrils, Lu Ye frowned, and pressed the wound with trembling palms, but the blood wanted to oppose him , still gurgling and spreading thinly, seemingly endlessly.

Finally, the palm could no longer cover up the shocking bright red, Lu Ye watched the bloodstains helplessly, and murmured a sad farewell song, spreading out of his palm...

"Why..." The voice was suppressed and trembling, Lu Ye looked down at the man with no blood on his face, and he didn't know who he was asking.Cold fingertips caressed his cheek, and gentle eyes stared at him.

"because I like you."

Hearing the man's slow and strenuous confession, Lu Ye was momentarily at a loss.The man leaning on his chest smiled sweetly at him.

It was a smile he was all too familiar with.

"Why, are you unhappy?"

The man was panting weakly, his voice so soft that it would break if he touched it, as if he couldn't bear the smile in his eyes.

Lu Ye was silent for a while.The man looked at him quietly and intently, his cool fingertips caressing his face, his brows and eyes frowned, his lips and teeth were slightly opened when he was about to speak, but he coughed violently.

"Don't talk...don't talk! Why are you all so fucking dazed! What about the car, let me drive in!"

Lu Ye stared wide-eyed and eagerly interrupted the man's words, turned his head and shouted at the two people who were standing blankly at the warehouse door, with one hand still firmly pressing on the man's wound.

The fingertips on the cheeks turned to stick to the broad palms, and the five fingers were squeezed together tightly, and the cold palms lightly covered the back of his hands.

"Okay, take care of yourself, and You Ming...cough cough cough..." The man who seemed to be telling his last words held back his cough and frowned, "If I die, don't be sad, I want you to be well, It's always...be good. Also, I'm sorry, no, obey..."

The strength that was clenched tightly on the back of the hand suddenly disappeared.The man's hand hangs down, his fingers stained with mottled dark red blood spots touch the ground, covered with a thin layer of dust.

"No, no, no... Open your eyes! Open your eyes..."

Lu Ye's mournful cry echoed in the huge warehouse, and the sound of rushing cars came from far and near...

The pure white gauze curtain blocks the incandescent sunlight outside the window, leaving sporadic mottled spots of light leaking through.The indifferent scorching heat is stingy with even a slight breeze, and the lush trees on the side of the road seem to be still, every green leaf is motionless, making the cicadas all over the world even more noisy.

The man who had survived the critical period was wearing an oxygen mask and had a thin needle on the back of his hand. He was lying quietly on the hospital bed. His pale face was no less pale than the snow-white quilt covering his body.Although he opened his eyes, Lu Ye felt that he would fall into a deep sleep at any time due to his weak appearance.

"Lu...ye." The man called out in a low voice, his slowly turning pupils met Lu Ye's eyes.

The small voice like a meowing made Lu Ye's mind extremely shaken, and even his voice became unstable. He looked at him deeply, as if he wanted to look into his heart and hide him secretly:

"You don't need to like me..."

The loud chirping of cicadas sounded untimely, resounding throughout the ward.Lu Ye opened his lips and teeth, continued to speak with a cold expression, his voice was finally drowned in the noisy sonata...

The man stared at him weakly, and then his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear slid down his cheek. The man closed his eyes and fell asleep as if he was exhausted, but at the same time relieved.

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On Christmas Eve, I got my wish~