The male protagonist tricked me

Song Ao was only wearing a loose shirt with one button unbuttoned, exposing a large expanse of fair and smooth skin.

Under the warm light, it reveals a beautiful luster that attracts reverie.

The line of sight spreads downwards, the hem of the shirt can barely cover the hem of the legs, and there is no thread underneath, and the beautiful scenery is faintly hidden in it, which makes people imagine.

However, Jiang Heng didn't have time to take a closer look and appreciate it, and saw Song Ao raised his hand, as if he was pulling a tie in his hand, and then his vision was darkened, and something was covered in front of his eyes.

It should be the tie.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Heng held his breath slightly and asked, feeling his wrist being held by Song Ao.

"Come with me." Song Ao took his hand and led him to the bed, then Jiang Heng felt Song Ao's hands on his shoulders and pushed him down.

Jiang Heng fell down, only feeling his back pressed against the soft bed, and then one hand was pressed on his chest.

With his vision blocked, Jiang Heng could only hear the slight friction between skin and soft fabric, as well as the slightest flow of air.

Five fingers lightly touched the skin on his chest, but the cool touch of the fingertips seemed to be ironing at the tip of his heart.

Jiang Heng heard Song Ao's slightly heavier breathing.

He could feel Song Ao's five fingers spread slowly, and the points were farther and farther away from each other, until finally his entire palm was attached to it.

Song Ao leaned down, breathing next to Jiang Heng's ear, "Tonight, no matter what I do, can you forgive me?"

Jiang Heng didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "So are you going to do something unforgivable?"

Perhaps it was because he clearly knew that Jiang Heng couldn't see, and Song Ao's psychological burden was also much smaller, leaving behind his usual discomfort and shyness.

He smiled softly, with his palms down, his cheeks pressed against Jiang Heng's neck, and he pecked and kissed his Adam's apple, but he didn't speak any more.

He wants to do a bold thing, even if everything is out of his control in the future, and everything is done again according to the worst situation, at least he can still have no regrets.

Hands all the way down, Song Ao exerted a little force, ready to peel off the last layer of barriers, but the movement of his hand suddenly froze.

Jiang Heng, who had been lying still, suddenly stretched out his hands at this moment, his two arms were like iron arms, pinching Song Ao's waist, preventing him from moving.

His eyes were still covered with a tie, and the distance between the two was extremely close, but their hearts were instantly drawn away.

The blood that was surging with enthusiasm has gradually returned to tranquility, and the sense of beauty has also slowly ebbed, leaving only some shallow fluctuations.

Jiang Heng sighed for a long time, his breathing was still a little heavy, but his tone was steady and straight.

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Heng asked him.

Song Ao was silent and did not answer for a long time.

Jiang Heng reached out to take off the tie covering his face, and saw Song Ao was kneeling beside him, with his eyes downcast and silent.

Jiang Heng sat up, wrapped his arms around Song Ao's waist, stroked his cheek with the other, and asked again, "I feel that you are very scared, so, what are you afraid of?" He raised Song Ao's face Face, forcing him to look at himself, in those eyes mixed with sadness and despair, suddenly remembered the first sentence Song Ao said.

——“Can you forgive me no matter what I do tonight?”

All of a sudden, he seemed to be awakened, and everything before and after was completely connected. For the first time, Jiang Heng felt that he might be only one step away from the truth.

"Are you afraid that I won't forgive you?"

Song Ao's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't answer.

Jiang Heng sighed again, he let go of Song Ao's face, wrapped his hands around his waist, and placed a kiss so light that it was almost imperceptible on Song Ao's heart.

"Are you determined to seek my forgiveness?"

Song Ao was taken aback, and was just about to say that if he could, he was willing to put in all his efforts, but things had come to this point, and what he thought was no longer important.

However, his eyes were in a trance, but the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. The two people were still close to each other. The air that smelled of blood and rust from the tip of their noses made Song Ao frowned uncomfortably.

There is only a smear of the setting sun, reflecting on the entire piece of ruined walls. I don't know whether it is the setting sun or the blood dripping everywhere that dyes the whole field of vision into a dilapidated appearance.

A sharp knife was stuck in his chest—a moment ago, it was clear that Jiang Heng's kiss was still there, but at this moment, he personally plunged a sharp knife into it, cutting everything off.

Song Ao's eyes clearly reflected Jiang Heng's face. He could feel that his life was passing with time. Maybe when the setting sun finally fell into the horizon, he would close his eyes forever and never see the sun again. scene.

However, a trace of doubt involuntarily rose from the bottom of Song Ao's heart.

This is the last day of his life, the most memorable day, the most inescapable day.

The minutes and seconds of this day have long been turned into shackles, deeply bound and shackled his soul, no matter where he goes, no matter whether he remembers it or not, after this day, he will not be able to be free after all, but It has become a walking dead carrying shackles.

He remembered it too clearly, rooted in the bone marrow, rooted deep in the soul.

He remembered that they had fought all night, and when Jiang Heng took his life with his own hands, it was just dawn and the sun was rising.

At that time, he thought, this is Jiang Heng's fate, he will eventually go up, get rid of everyone's use of him, no matter how clinging to him, until he reaches the highest and highest throne of glory that belongs to him.

But at this time, it was clearly dusk, corpses were scattered all over the fields, and houses were all collapsed. The formerly prosperous imperial capital star could not see a ray of light at this time, and was about to be plunged into darkness with the sinking of the setting sun.

Song Ao wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he only coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Some blood that had begun to turn black dripped down his chin, and fell onto his chest with a thud, Jiang Heng was still holding the handle of the knife.

As if awakened by this drop of blood, Jiang Heng suddenly let go of the handle of the knife and looked at Song Ao with disbelief.

The two looked at each other, and they both understood each other in an instant—they just came through from there at the same time!

The turbulent waves are churning at the tip of my heart, why is the update progress of the stars and seas suddenly running uncontrollably, has it reached this point? !

All kinds of emotions are intertwined and rushing upwards, followed by complicated memories and the past.

The two of them stood here, and everything between the heaven and the earth seemed to stop at this moment, just waiting for the two of them to say their final farewell.

What is frightening is always something that hasn't happened yet. At this time, looking at Jiang Heng with a complicated expression in front of him, Song Ao's heart that was always up and down has settled down.

After all, he still can't escape this deadlock... But no matter what the reason is, he already has the opportunity to experience a completely different life. Although everything can't be reversed, it can be regarded as stealing some happiness.

"I'm sorry..." Song Ao said softly, his lips twitching.

He has already obtained what he never could and dare not expect, Jiang Heng's love, maybe it was stolen or cheated, so why should he be greedy for his forgiveness?

Jiang Heng looked down at his blood-stained hands—the hands were trembling slightly, and he didn't know if it was because of himself or the person in front of him.

Hearing Song Ao's "I'm sorry", he suddenly raised his head, staring at him fiercely with eyes burning with flames.

He finally understood the source of Song Ao's entanglement, and understood his endless thoughts.

But what he wanted was not a self-sacrificing apology, and he didn't even want to trade Song Ao's life for his so-called future.

"What I want is not your apology." Jiang Heng clenched his hands into fists and hammered hard on his chest, finally stopping the trembling of his fingers.

He stretched out his left hand, covering the edge of the sharp knife piercing Song Ao's chest, spread his right hand, and held the blade again.

Song Ao knew that although he had no chance of surviving, with the support of the power of the stars, he might not die immediately.But once Jiang Heng directly pulled out the knife and suddenly lost a lot of blood, he would die immediately.

He still hated himself very much, and wished he could send himself on the road a second earlier.

Sure enough, no matter what the beginning, once he returns to this necessary path, everything he has done will be irreparable and irreversible.

"Whatever you want, I can give you..." Song Ao's breath was already weak, and his intermittent sentences were mixed with an uncontrollable cough.And every vibration of the chest would cause the tip of the knife on his chest to rub against it.

He can give anything, but now, he has nothing.

Regardless of his life or the entire Song family, the only valuable things he has come from the Song family that he hates the most.

But what else does he have?

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely. In the endless darkness, the power of the star sea lit up in Jiang Heng's palm was the only light.

Both faces were reflected by the power of the star sea, and Jiang Heng put his left hand on Song Ao's chest.The star sea power of the gold system is sharp and hot, like a red-hot iron, ironing the wound on Song Ao's heart.

At the same time, he pulled out the knife.

Song Ao saw his own blood gush into the air with the movement of drawing the knife, splashing onto Jiang Heng's face.

Jiang Heng didn't mind, and even licked away a trace of blood on his lips.

His voice was not loud, like a curse in the deadly darkness.

"I want you to go back and redeem your sins, I want you to start over, I want your heart—sincerity, determination... everything, everything, everything, belongs to me."

Following his words, Jiang Heng's star power sank into Song Ao's body from the scar on his heart.

The sharp pain almost took away Song Ao's consciousness. He knew that Jiang Heng had temporarily sealed his wound with the power of the stars.

This is a common emergency rescue method on the battlefield. As long as you can get timely medical treatment, although the injured will not be able to recover to the past, at least one life can be saved.

But why do you do this to him?He didn't want to live any longer... However, before Song Ao could breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Heng raised the knife again.

The power of the full star sea poured into the blade, and the bright blade looked like a shooting star in the night.

Song Ao looked at Jiang Heng in horror, "What are you going to do?" He squeezed out the words with difficulty.

Song Ao was not even afraid that Jiang Heng was going to kill him again, even a million times.

But he saw Jiang Heng aimed the knife point at his own heart.

"What are you going to do!" A deep roar resounded through the entire land.

In the darkness, a huge burning eye suddenly opened, like the morning sun!

The author has something to say: I still haven't written about the love-hate entanglement and sense of fate between two people, and I fell into deep self-reflection.At night, try to be _(:з”∠)_ before 0 o’clock

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