Boss

He vaguely felt that this conversation was a bit weird, but he couldn't think about what made him feel weird. The consciousness he had finally gathered was a bit difficult to grasp the key points of the other party's words. This person spoke quickly and quickly. In a hurry, Guan Rongyun's drowsy thoughts became confused, and everything was confused...

"I love Song Xunhua, I only love Song Xunhua..."

There is only such a sentence, only such a thought, he is very sure, very clear, very clear...

"shut up!"

The person who was still hugging him suddenly pushed him away forcefully. The force was so strong that Guan Rongyun, who was as weak as a rag doll, couldn't resist. He was pushed and fell off the bed. The pain of wounds and bones hitting the cold floor made him feel like being poured with a bucket of ice water for a moment, and his broken consciousness was also forced to temporarily condense into shape, in dreams, outside dreams, real and unreal, Everything became clear in an instant...

"Why, you just don't love me?"

"..."

It wasn't the first time that Song Xunhua pointed a gun like this, but this time, Guan Rongyun really felt the deep and strong killing intent, he really wanted to kill him.

He thought of the river, the bridge, and what the man on the bridge said to him...

All you gave me in return was pain.

Only pain.

"Do you want me to die...?" Guan Rongyun's slack gaze finally focused clearly, he stared at Song Xunhua, only at him, the only person worthy of his heart, the only person who could stay in his eyes, without fear, No sadness, serious and calm, with a tone that is neither light nor heavy, asked Song Xunhua: "I'm dead, can you be free? Xunhua."

Can you just free yourself from that pain and then have no more pain?

"..." Song Xunhua opened his mouth, as if struck by lightning, he was stunned on the spot, not moving, looking back at Guan Rongyun without blinking.

Xunhua, Xunhua, Song Xunhua, Song Xunhua...

"Boss, do you know what I found out is that every time you are in a super bad mood, you will only look at me with a shit face and won't call me by my name. When your mood is a little bit out of normal, you will Call me Song Xunhua by first and last name. If you call me Xunhua, Bao will be lucky that day. No matter what plane I make, you will forgive me hahaha~~~”

"..."

"But there is one thing I must tell you honestly...that is, every time you call me Xunhua, my heart beats faster and my blood pulses...Even if you tell me to throw out trash or kill people, even if you say "Xunhua, I'm constipated, go and buy some glycerin for me", as long as you say the word "Xunhua" from your mouth with your voice, you don't know if you can hear me The bones are all crispy, really..."

"...I'm not constipated, and I didn't ask you to buy something like that..."

"A metaphor, a metaphor!"

A long, long time ago, the unnutritious dialogue interspersed in ordinary life, was replayed in Song Xunhua's mind... Obviously it was such a casual address, it was obviously such a simple call, it was obviously an unimportant and not profound paragraph The dialogue... But it was like a powerful bomb, blowing up the heavy door built in his mind, and Song Xunhua, who was blocked by him inside, was the one who was genuine and genuine, with memories of love and hatred. In the past, Song Xunhua who knew why he loved and hated was released.

"Why..." Slowly moving the muzzle of the gun away from Guan Rongyun's forehead, Song Xunhua carefully looked at his boss, saw that his haunted face was full of scars left by violence, looked at the thin His unseemly body, the white bandages everywhere couldn't cover the blood oozing from the wound, looking at those ten fingers were all entangled, looking at the deep-set eye sockets, those black eyes that made him emotionally hurt and fascinated. Eyes, looking at him quietly...

Why did it become like this?This is not the result I want...

Song Xunhua dejectedly threw the gun in his hand to the ground aside, stretched out his arms to lift Guan Rongyun up from the ground, leaned against his chest, hugged his waist tightly, and buried his face in the crook of his neck. It looks like a little beast that has been greatly frightened, looking for comfort and longing for warmth, just want to bury itself in a safe place, let my trembling body find a space where it can be sheltered...

"Boss..."

"...Xunhua?"

"Shh, stop talking, I'm tired, you're tired too, let's go to sleep, just like this... Pamper me one more time, okay? Don't push me away, please... Just like this..." He closed his eyes and lowered his head Muttering, Song Xunhua's voice sounded so powerless, he was never afraid of being tired and unyielding, a man who was always full of energy, finally seemed to have exhausted all his abilities, and was so exhausted that he could no longer squeeze out a trace of energy ...

And why not Guan Rongyun?tired……

He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to caress this person's back.The only thing I can do is to close my eyes, close my eyes, and feel the warm tears wet my shoulders and neck, seeping into my clothes, skin, and soul...

"Boss, everything is ready."

"...wait for me downstairs."

"understood."

Aike closed the door, and when his footsteps disappeared outside the door, the whole room fell into silence again.Under the faint yellow bedside lamp, Song Xunhua sat quietly beside the bed, looking at Guan Rongyun who was lying on the bed and sleeping peacefully.

He was drowsy when he had a fever, but he was a little more conscious and was attacked by pain. Song Xunhua couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked Aike to take painkillers for him, so that he could temporarily avoid those tortures in his sleep.

He took the right hand that was exposed outside the quilt, and gently stroked the bandaged fingers, carefully and gently, one by one, until the little finger... He stopped.

He thought of Eike's heart-wrenching factual report that although the little finger was stitched back together, the main nerve was broken, and it might not be very useful in the future.

He couldn't remember what happened these days... Broken fingers, pieces of broken nails, his whole body was cut to pieces, several swollen and scorched wounds on the inner thighs, and the swollen and scorched wounds that caused Guan Rongyun's high fever to persist, severe Tearing the inflamed lower body... According to what Ai Ke saw and said, he not only violated Guan Rongyun, but also used some props and even wine bottles left by Wang Weidong to humiliate him. Unwillingly trying to wake him up with an electric shock prod... so that when Ai Ke was called into the secret room, what he saw was Guan Rongyun who had already passed out of shock. one life...

In addition to these visible things, Aike also mentioned injuries to the esophagus and stomach caused by irrigation, and suspected slight infection of the lungs after drowning...

Aike's advantage is that he is very honest. When he honestly confirmed the phrase "life and death are irrelevant", Song Xunhua's heart was torn apart.But now his honesty broke his heart once again, and he was in pain.

This is not the revenge he wants.

Because of caring, too much caring, his nerves were joined to Guan Rongyun's oversensitive nerves a long, long time ago... Guan Rongyun is cold, and he is cold; Guan Rongyun hurts, and he hurts even more.The eldest of his family is very impatient of pain, and he, Song Xunhua, can't bear it at all. He can't see the slightest discomfort on his eldest's body.

So, he can spend the whole night without sleep, just to beat a damned mosquito so as not to stare at his sleeping boss; so, he can pick up the big and small thorns of a whole tilapia fish and put it on a plate When serving the table, he was afraid that his boss would accidentally swallow a small thorn and hurt his throat; he tried his best to avoid everything that would hurt his beloved boss, and this thought gradually turned into his A part of his life, when he saw Guan Rongyun being attacked, almost without a natural reflex of the brain, his body would automatically rush out to help him block those external attacks, again and again...

Today, such a result hurt Guan Rongyun, which was not what he wanted.

He resented, indeed, he resented Guan Rongyun's betrayal, he felt sad for the unrequited love, and resented his miserable situation over the years... He once thought, wanted to put everything he had suffered Bitter, to take revenge on this person, so he took Guan Rongyun captive to this house.

But he really didn't want to hurt him at all...

Even having that kind of thought made him feel heartbroken... So after repeated irrational injuries, what he got in return was deep regret again and again...

He is really desperate, in this boundless pain, whether it is love or hate, he needs a full stop to end it all, he tried to find such a full stop on Guan Rongyun, but in the end, what he found, It's just an infinite loop, constantly expanding, distorting, tearing, and reorganizing those loves and hates... pushing himself and Guan Rongyun into a darker abyss.

Where is the end?

Unless he dies, or Guan Rongyun dies, there will be no end to this entanglement, nor will there be an end to his love and hatred.

This is not the ending he wanted...

Can't, can't go on.

"I don't want it anymore." Gently kissed the back of Guan Rongyun's hand, then put that hand back under the quilt and covered it.

"I, I don't want it anymore, I give up...let you go, boss..." Song Xunhua looked at Guan Rongyun, but he struggled and choked up with a word, he felt that such a short sentence made him almost die, almost collapsed, But he had no choice, really no choice...

"Please let me go too."

This time Song Xunhua didn't leave any special surveillance person behind, nor did he let Ai Ke stay.

He only hired a female nurse to take care of Guan Rongyun who was ill and take care of his daily life, and then left behind a security card for entering and leaving the house, a gun, a stack of banknotes, and a piece of paper with three characters written on it. Piece: Let's go.

Regardless of whether Guan Rongyun intends to leave for medical treatment after waking up, or to recuperate in the house, maybe he has nowhere to go on this road, the gun has been filled with bullets for him, maybe he is getting more and more sick and can't get better, just stay there Gone in the house...

No matter what the final if is, Song Xunhua doesn't want to know.

This time, instead of escaping, he was completely powerless, completely restrained, and then gave up.

That piece of paper was left for a long, long time, because Guan Rongyun's injuries had dragged on for a long time and there was no improvement. Without professional medical care, he fell asleep for a lot of time all day long, and most of the time he woke up was not very conscious.It's not that the nurse treated him badly, it's just that he was too seriously injured and sick, and he was hanging on some medicines, and his life was wasted little by little...

It wasn't until one morning when the nurse changed the dressing on his fingers that he finally woke up.

At the beginning, Ai Ke pulled out the broken nails so that the new ones could grow again. The ungrown nails were more painful when changing the dressing than when Song Xunhua crushed them with pliers, especially the ones that stuck to the flesh. As soon as the gauze was lifted, Guan Rongyun gasped in pain, his whole body and arms shrank back, and overturned the bottles and jars placed by the bed, only then did the nurse realize that he had woken up.

"..."

Guan Rongyun looked at the woman in front of him in bewilderment. If his head hadn't been burnt out, in his impression, there should be no one else in this house except him, Song Xunhua and Ai Ke...

The nurse also stopped what he was doing and looked at him in the same confusion.She is a professional nurse, and she has not been doing this for a long time. According to her experience, if this person does not have more active treatment, it seems that this person should have reached the limit, and I am afraid it will not work... I thought he would just If you fall asleep like this, you won't wake up until you die...

Could it be the flashback that most people often say?

The nurse didn't say anything more. Her client told her that her job was to take care of this person until he didn't need it anymore. As for whether he died and didn't need it, or she didn't need it after leaving, the client didn't say anything, and she didn't say anything. Didn't ask much.

It's not that she didn't see the gun on the table next to the bed. Even if she didn't ask, she knew that most of these people's backgrounds were not righteous, but the price was ten times higher than the market price. There are dangerous concerns, but so far, it seems to be peaceful, nothing special, taking care of a comatose person, waiting for death with him, spending one day at a time...

After she finished packing up the overturned medicines, she bent over and tried to help the person on the bed to sit up, but the person seemed to be resistant to being touched by others. Although his limbs had no strength, he pushed her away firmly, and helped him up. Lie on the edge of the bed, enduring the pain and struggling to sit up from the bed.

I don't know if it's because I fell asleep stupidly or I was silent. For a long time, that person didn't even say a word. He sat quietly by the bed, with his head bowed and didn't know what he was thinking. The attitude of this living body made the nurse a little scared, he didn't move or walk when he stood there, after waiting for a long time, the man finally raised his head and looked at the things on the bed table.

With some difficulty, he reached out and picked up the gun.That action made the nurse on the side a little nervous. After all, she was just an ordinary woman. She had never seen this kind of thing in the real world outside of TV... Fortunately, that man didn't do anything with that gun, he just held it in the hands, watching quietly.

As for the stack of banknotes, the magnetic card, and the piece of paper, he didn't even look at it or touch it, as if those things didn't exist there, he just looked at the gun.

For the next few days, the man's physical condition was still not good, and he would wake up from time to time. As long as he was awake, he would just sit there without saying a word, with no expression on his face at all, just staring at him. Staring at the gun, sometimes staring at it for hours, as if there was some important message written on the gun, which made him read and read over and over again...

The caretaker thought almost with certainty that this man, so silent that he never made a sound, would spend the rest of his life looking at that gun.

It's just that she didn't have the opportunity to confirm her guess.

Aiko hung up the phone.

He thought about how to deal with this matter is the most perfect.

On the night Song Xunhua left that house and Guan Rongyun, he drank the whole night in the main hall of the Red Gate.

The most massive man in the underworld, the leader of the Hongmen gang who never gets drunk after a thousand cups, was so drunk that he vomited like mud.

Crying and laughing, with snot and tears, her face was so beautiful and dirty, she lay on the sofa and kept saying: "I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore..."

He said, it would be great if Guan Rongyun didn't exist in this world.

Ai Ke knew that it was a drunken talk, but he was sincere when he was drunk. If it wasn't for the extreme suffering, Song Xunhua would not say such words. He is the kind of person who will not let go even if he is beaten to death.

Maybe, he really wanted to give up...

That's good too, Aike thought so.

If you can really give up, if you can let go, if your world is no longer about Rong Yun, wouldn't you be able to live a little easier?

However, with those broken and empty eyes, how come it seems that even he himself is lost in this world?

After all, who was abandoned?

Song Xunhua gave up on Guan Rongyun, or himself.

The news came from the phone that the nurse he had hired at a high price was found dead on the way to buy a meal. He was shot in execution style, shot in the forehead, and killed with one shot.

He didn't think that a woman with a simple background could provoke such a fatal murder.

Hongmen didn't have this intention. As for the Green Gang, Ai Ke never knew exactly what mess Guan Rongyun had left behind...

He was thinking about whether he should pass on such a message to Song Xunhua... He said to give up, these things, it seems that it is not so important to pass on or not...

"It's fine to just die like this." Ai Ke muttered in his mouth, but he got up, picked up the car keys, and walked to Song Xunhua's office.

It's fine to die just like this... Then the knot will never be untied, and then Song Xunhua will be bound by that invisible knot forever, and he will not be able to escape until he dies...

Aike felt that his own head was about to die.

Doors opening, doors closing, footsteps on the stairs.

Because it was too quiet, so quiet that it almost rang in the ears, Guan Rongyun, who was lying on the bed, could clearly hear the subtle voices on the first floor through the door and floors.

Is it time to leave?

He stood up, his body was weak and his limbs were weak after lying down for a long time, but he still barely managed to walk to the hanger, picked up the coat hanging on the hanger and put it on on his body.

This coat was the one that Song Xunhua took off when he was in the amusement park that day, and put it on Chen Xiaobei's body to keep him from the cold.

The coat has been hung up for a long time and no one wears it. The temperature and smell of that person have long since disappeared. The warmth that can be provided can only be found from that memory.

He put several magnetic cards used to unlock the security of the house into the pocket of his coat, picked up the wad of money and the piece of paper, threw them directly into the trash can next to the bed without looking at them.

No need to look, just seeing the gun, just opening his eyes and seeing Song Xunhua at first sight, Guan Rongyun immediately understood what Song Xunhua meant.

From shock to suspicion, when the confusion and puzzlement subsided little by little, he clearly felt a calmness that was almost hopeless.

Song Xunhua gave up on him and this relationship...

So in this way, he was freed?

and I?

What about me who persisted to this point?

If this is the case, he wants to hear it, wants to hear Song Xunhua tell him personally that he doesn't need him anymore.

If this is really what you expect, then I...

"Aike, what the hell are you doing? Turn around and go back to the gang immediately."

"..." Facing the roar from the side, Aike didn't respond, but continued to focus on holding the steering wheel and looking ahead, without any intention of turning around.

"I said turn around, are you deaf? Find out your identity! You are the hostage leader! Aike, if you still want to die, turn back!"

"..." I suddenly discovered that silence is so easy to use, no wonder that man surnamed Guan always uses it all day long... In some occasions, silence is really better than sound, and it is useless to talk more.

"Aike!"

"Please go and talk to him yourself."

"..."

"If you want to make a break, tell Guan Rongyun in person in front of him that you give up, that you never love again. Otherwise, you are still escaping, shrinking your head and tail, and you will never get out for the rest of your life!"

"I..." Song Xunhua was suddenly speechless, like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle, deflated and limply laid back on the car seat, without the vicious aura just now.

It turned out that he was still, still escaping...

"Mr. Guan, it's time to eat."

The nurse put the dinner plate in his hand on the bedside table, stood by the bed, looked at the bulge curled up in the quilt on the bed, suddenly sneered, took out a gun from his waist, and pointed at the bulge on the bed. After firing five shots in a row, the man reached out and lifted the quilt...

"Eh?" He was shocked to find that there was no Mr. Guan in the quilt except for a pile of clothes that had been pierced by bullets...

What was even more astonishing was that his head, from the back of the head to the forehead, felt a hot and spicy feeling, as if something hot had been pierced through it...

Looking down at the bed, a lot of blood was splashed on the white quilt and the pile of clothes like spray paint, and the spray spot was his forehead.

Before he had time to figure out what was going on, he fell on the bed, and he didn't have a chance to think about it.

"..." It seems that he has been away from the Green Gang for a while, and the whole gang has degenerated, right?The killer sent out was so careless and so ugly... I don't know if he wanted to kill such an ugly man in women's clothes, or to scare people.

Guan Rongyun looked at the gun in his hand.

The gun he gave to Song Xunhua was in very good condition. The owner of the gun seemed to be taking good care of it and cherishing it carefully.

It's just that his injured hand is no longer as nimble as it used to be in controlling the gun. The first four fingers are somewhat useless due to the pain, and the little finger... seems to have become an ornament and has completely lost its function.

For some people, the loss of a little finger may not have such a big impact, but for a person who makes a living with a gun, the loss of a little finger means that the accuracy of controlling the gun will be greatly reduced in the future .

Thinking about it now, I'm afraid it doesn't make any sense.

Because it is still unknown whether he can get out of this house.

He walked towards the door with light steps. If he heard correctly just now, more than one person came.

Just as he was leaning against the door, a hand holding a gun came in through the crack of the door... Guan Rongyun kicked the door shut and clamped that hand, but his physical strength and strength were weakened by illness. The strength, which could have directly pinched off the opponent's wrist, did not achieve the expected effect. Fortunately, his reaction did not weaken, and he raised the gun and shot at the palm stuck on the edge of the door...

Hearing a wail from outside the door, the palm that was blown by him let go of the gun in his hand, and shrank back from the crack of the door. After Guan Rongyun kicked the gun away on the ground, the door was suddenly slammed. pushed away.

Guan Rongyun dodged to avoid the attack by the door, but he couldn't dodge the furious man whose palm was smashed and threw himself on him. Guan Rongyun fell to the ground by the impact, and the gun in his hand couldn't hold it steady because of the pain. fell to the wall.

The man has a strong figure, even if a hole is pierced in the palm of his hand, his combat effectiveness will not be reduced. Even without the gun, he is still full of combat effectiveness. He clasped Guan Rongyun's neck with one hand and pressed him against the wall. With one hand, he drew out the short knife on his belt, and stabbed Guan Rongyun's heart with one stroke.

Guan Rongyun was also slippery, his body shrank and sank, and he avoided the fatal knife in an instant. The knife penetrated into his shoulder and got stuck in the shoulder blade. Pulled out the knife and attacked again, and Huahua's palm hurt even more under such force just now, while he was distracted, Guan Rongyun kicked his defenseless lower body, grinning with pain The man rolled to the floor beside him, Guan Rongyun reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife on his shoulder, gritted his teeth and pulled it out forcefully, not caring that the wound started to gushing blood, he got up from the ground and walked behind the man, grabbing it. Holding his hair, he stretched out the blade and turned it back, cutting open his trachea and carotid artery.

Throwing away the blood-dripping knife, Guan Rongyun staggered towards the corner of the room, bent down and picked up the gun left by Song Xunhua, a large amount of blood flowed out from the wound on his shoulder, soaking the entire arm, and the blood ran along the wrist and palm It kept dripping on the floor, and the slippery and sticky feeling made it even more difficult to hold the gun firmly.

He walked out of the room and fired two more shots quickly. One bullet hit the hand of the last killer who was rushing up the stairs holding the gun, and the other bullet buried him in his body and knocked him down. .Then I walked to the railing of the corridor on the fourth floor and looked down. At this moment, the door on the first floor opened, and the figure who appeared beside the door was Ai Ke and Song Xunhua who was dragged in by him.

"Xun..."

"Guan Rongyun! Watch your back!"

The badly injured right hand caused Guan Rongyun's gun to miss its aim. The shot just now should have been fatal, but it only caused serious injuries to the opponent... The man who rushed forward with his seriously injured body was holding a knife with both hands. A long iron wire with barbs was wrapped around Guan Rongyun's neck from behind. At this critical moment, Guan Rongyun immediately stretched out his left hand to grasp the wire very quickly, so he was not strangled to death immediately, but The force that was desperately trying to kill him was so strong, the barb pierced into his palm and he was shaking tightly, the neck that was not covered by the palm was worn out with bloodstains, and the whole body was dragged Fell off the railing and fell to the ground.

Ai Ke didn't have a gun on him, so he rushed upstairs immediately, leaving Song Xunhua alone, stunned, standing by the gate, although he was holding a gun in his hand, he didn't move.

don't move...

Guan Rongyun's eyes were wide open, and the embarrassment of not being able to breathe made him frown. The delicate flesh on his neck was cut to pieces, but he was very strangely unable to feel the pain...even the one on his shoulder The hole that was still gushing blood, and even the piercing pain on the ten fingers, did not exist anymore...

Because of the greater pain, covering all the feelings, spreading from the chest, bit by bit, the heart seemed to be torn apart piece by piece by an invisible hand.

Just now when he was standing by the railing, Song Xunhua raised his head, the expression written on his face...

He saw that he took out his gun, and he also knew Song Xunhua's ability, he knew that he could accurately kill the man who attacked him in an instant, but he didn't move, neither raised his gun nor fired, just looking at him...

Guan Rongyun saw it, Song Xunhua's face, Song Xunhua's clear eyes were full of pleas for relief.

The pain was too deep, and when he saw Guan Rongyun again, the pain surged up again, so he subconsciously hoped for real relief, hoped that the source of this pain would be eliminated, hoped... Shouldn't that person simply disappear from this world?

How nice it would be if there were no more pain in this world...

On his face, Guan Rongyun got the answer.

Song Xunhua personally gave him an answer.

It turns out that the feeling of being abandoned is so. It turns out that when you love the other person deeply, but the other person doesn't intend to love you anymore, it's such a heart-wrenching feeling...

I'm sorry, back then, the phrase life or death does not matter.

Whether it's a joke or expediency, whether it's my sincerity or not, I'm sorry, Xunhua.

Guan Rongyun didn't make any more resistance, and let the killer tighten his grip until his eyes began to turn black, but the iron rope around his neck suddenly loosened.

The killer was knocked out of his wits by the naked female wooden sculpture in Aike's hands, and he let go of his hand with a wailing sound. The dignified mafia doctor forgot to bring his gun because he rushed out, so he had to use his special client to carry it back from Africa. Nude woodcarving of...

Ai Ke put down the wooden carving in his hand, and pulled Guan Rongyun up from the floor, but that killer was really a dead man, a big hole was broken in his head under the heavy blow, and red and white things leaked out from that hole, In such a near-death state, he did not forget his mission, roared and rushed forward, hugged Guan Rongyun's waist and slammed him against the railing, and pulled him out of the railing with the last strength of his life outside……

"Guan Rongyun!"

At the critical moment, Aike stretched out his hand from the crack of the railing and grabbed Guan Rongyun's right hand, preventing his body from falling.

Aike's other hand was holding on to the railing tightly, but he couldn't pull up Guan Rongyun who was hanging in mid-air, especially his palm was covered with blood, and he couldn't hold it tightly...

"The other hands! The other hands grab me!"

"..."

Guan Rongyun raised his head and glanced at him, then turned his face with some difficulty, and looked at Song Xunhua who was still standing motionless on the first floor.

I really, really love...

"..."

At that glance, at that moment, Song Xunhua suddenly realized what was contained in those black eyes that were as quiet as an ancient well.

He has seen such a look before, but he refused it because of fear, and ignored it because of suspicion. Until today, until this moment, he didn't understand it, he understood it thoroughly...

I understand what kind of emotion is filled under the silence; I understand how much subtle and euphemistic tenderness is hidden behind the coldness...

He was so horrified by that look that he could hardly think, and the smile slowly rippling on Guan Rongyun's lips, helpless and helpless, with such a bit of complaint, was so beautiful that it made Song Xunhua lose his mind, and it was so desolate that it took away his soul smile...

That's not a smile, that's obviously a sad expression, in the bathroom, in that bathtub, on the bridge...

"What are you afraid of?"

"Death...and loss."

"What's wrong?"

"let's go together……"

"Chen Xiaobei, tell me, who is the person you love?"

"I love Song Xunhua, I only love Song Xunhua..."

Guan Rongyun didn't look at Song Xunhua anymore, he turned his face back and looked up at Ai Ke, then stretched out his left hand, didn't hold Ai Ke's hand, but pulled Ai Ke's fingers that were holding his wrist tightly one by one Open up...

Won't let go, I said, whether it's dead or alive, I won't let go.

but……

If you no longer need, if you no longer love...

"What are you doing!? Shut..."

"You asked me what happened to that dog." Guan Rongyun said calmly as if he was chatting, while wrenching his fingers vigorously.

"What dog? Don't..."

that dog...

The dog was hit to death by a car later, so, of course, the piece of meat it buried and cherished would never be eaten forever, and all the hard work was wasted.

Strange, why do the dogs of our Green Gang never end well?

"Thank you."

"Wait……"

With Aike's exclamation, Guan Rongyun fell straight down from the fourth floor, and his falling body directly hit the empty fish tank on the first floor. The broken glass made a huge noise. The sound almost pierced Song Xunhua's eardrums...

Song Xunhua's feet seemed to be firmly nailed to the floor, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream, but the voice was locked in his throat, leaving only his wide-open eyes faithfully transmitting the scene in front of him to his brain. middle……

Blood, a lot of blood, overflowed from the twisted body, a lot of blood, splashed out from the wound cut and punctured by the glass...

The viscous red liquid stuck to his eyes through the air, he could only watch helplessly, watching his most beloved person perish in front of him, he couldn't close his eyes no matter how bloody it was... Sealing his tear ducts, he couldn't even shed half a tear...

That's great, that's great, like this, is he freed?

Guan Rongyun is dead, so he will never feel pain for him again?

Song Xunhua's face could no longer express any expressions, it turned into a statue, standing there, not even breathing and heartbeat.

no more pain...

Because at the moment when Guan Rongyun was not around, he, Song Xunhua, also died.

"End of the whole story"

postscript

I wrote a story before, and I mentioned it in the epilogue: Two paranoids, you love me and I love you, why do you want to kill me and I will kill you? This is a story that even the author feels inexplicable...

And the novel "Boss" seems to be two paranoid love wars at first glance...

But in fact this time, I don't think these two protagonists are paranoid, they just happen to be two people with different personalities and interpretations of love...

Boss Guan's wish is very simple, all he wants is for his lover to be safe forever, and Song Xiaohua's wish is also very simple, he wants his boss, who is afraid of pain, not to be hurt in the slightest.What Guan Rongyun valued was stability, but Song Xiaohua longed for clarity.

If these two people were ordinary people, these differences might be just some squabbles or disputes, but I set them up as gang members who are fighting for their lives at the point of guns, and any conflict can be fatal.

Guan Rongyun's wishes and Song Xiaohua's wishes not only became conflicts with each other, but even contradicted each other.

In fact, no one can get out of that house. Even if the love still exists and is deep, but there are too many burdens and too many knots in the heart. Under such a background, let me promise the two of them a happy ending.