If you don't bend, I will be blackened!

Bai Jin suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the crowd.

He saw Zhang Zucong.

The man he loved only wore a thin black turtleneck sweater and unpaired slippers on this late night in early spring, and his expression was a panic and fear that Bai Jinyi had never seen before.

Bai Jin was puzzled why Zhang Zucong showed such an expression.

The fire light shining on Zhang Zucong's body was extraordinarily dazzling in this not too warm early spring.

All of a sudden, Bai Jinyi's eyes were burning and sore.

Zhang Zucong's hand was held down by several policemen, and he couldn't struggle no matter what. Seeing Bai Jinyi's footsteps stop, he looked at Bai Jinyi with bloodshot eyes, and shouted: "Bai Bai, good boy, come back!" Come back and tell me if there is anything, I will solve it, come back, come to me!"

Zhang Zucong's deep voice was hoarse and harsh, and all his eyes were on Bai Jinyi, as if he wanted to put all his life's begging on it.

As soon as Bai Jin looked at Zhang Zucong, tears from the long-lost address came down, and sourness and depression filled his chest in an instant.

what is this?The last tenderness?

It's okay, it's better than nothing.

Perhaps at the last moment, Bai Jinyi no longer cared about shame. He looked at Zhang Zucong, raised his lips, and smiled at the corners of his mouth. The shadows in his eyes disappeared and were replaced by Zhang Zucong's familiar cleanliness. He said softly: " You say you love me, and I'll come back."

Zhang Zucong nodded quickly, looking crazy, as if the seven souls had gone to the six souls: "I love you, I love you, I love you, come here!"

However, Bai Jinyi shook his head, opened his mouth and whispered, "You lied to me again."

The distance was too far, Zhang Zucong couldn't hear what Bai Jinyi said: "What did you say? Come and say it!"

Bai Jinyi looked at Zhang Zucong and laughed, thinking of Zhang Zucong's disdainful eyes and contemptuous tone when he looked at him these days, such Zhang Zucong was like thick winter ice, Bai Jinyi couldn't melt it.

How could such a Zhang Zucong love him.

Bai Jinyi knew clearly that before he could speak, suddenly an army rushed over, all with guns raised.

Bai Jinyi regained his senses slightly, and looked at Zhang Zucong. He tried his best to hold back his tears, trying to finally see Zhang Zucong's expression clearly.

He wanted to tell Zhang Zucong that he hadn't killed the old man because he was afraid that he would hate him.

He wanted to tell Zhang Zucong...the words he heard were all false.

He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt pain in his abdomen.

He looked down slowly, and he stretched out his hand to touch it.

Scarlet warm blood gushed out continuously, and Bai Jin didn't stop it as soon as he saw it couldn't be stopped.

Zhang Zucong looked at the blood falling on the ground, and he turned his head suddenly to look at his second brother who was holding a gun.

There was a severe pain in his head, the veins on his forehead and neck popped up instantly, and the sockets of his eyes almost burst open: "Zhang Yiyan, you lied to me!!!"

Zhang Zuyan looked at Bai Jinyi with hatred in his eyes, but his tone was to Zhang Zucong: "Fifth brother, it's okay, stop acting, we all know that you want to kill Bai Jinyi to avenge our father more than anyone else, you can't kill him The two people who care about it, it's the same if you kill him^" His tone reached Bai Jinyi's ears in a moderate manner.

Bai Jinyi's heart ached violently. This feeling was like digging out his heart, wrapping it in a layer of salt, and putting it back again.

This burning pain was even stronger than the gun in his abdomen. His expression suddenly twisted. He looked at Zhang Yuyan and laughed sinisterly: "Who can I care about? I only care about myself, don't you just Do you want to kill me? Kill me, the old man is a beast, he deserves to die!!!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zuyan shot two more shots in Bai Jinyi's abdomen.

With the flames as the background, Bai Jinyi swayed a few times, like a moth by the fire, beautiful and sad.

As soon as Bai Jin supported his body, he continued: "He killed my whole family and ruined my life! I still want to kill you guys, who knew you would react so quickly..." Zhang Zucong struggled violently, his arms were already Almost crushed by those policemen, he was like a panic-stricken child begging his second brother in a hoarse and trembling voice: "Stop...Second brother, stop..." Zhang Zuyan turned his head Looking at him, the fifth younger brother who has been arrogant and domineering since he was a child, he was shocked.

He put down the hand holding the gun, snorted coldly, and said, "He will definitely die!"

Zhang Zucong didn't answer, but looked at the baby he couldn't keep with his bloodshot eyes.

His little cub was shot four times by his second brother right under his nose. The crazy and distorted expression had been replaced by sadness and grievance, and he stood there precariously looking at himself.

Zhang Zucong's heart was bleeding.

Bai Jinyi's wound hurts very much, he has never experienced such pain since he was a child.

He suddenly felt a little cold from the wind blowing on his face, he took the back of his hand and wiped the wetness on his hand.

It's raining.

No, he stood here, even if it rained, it wouldn't catch him.

Bai Jinyi looked at Zhang Zucong's face pale.

The early spring wind made him very cold, bitingly cold, he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to hold Zu Cong's warm hand.

But the distance was too far, he raised his head and could only grab a handful of cold air.

Bai Jinyi suddenly remembered that Zhang Zucong reached out to him at his parents' funeral 11 years ago, and Zhang Zucong said to him, "Follow me."

Bai Jinyi still remembers how big and warm that hand was, which gave him a great sense of security in the bewildered and dark funeral.

So Bai Jinyi and Zhang Zucong went back to Zhang Zucong's house, and fell in love with Zhang Zucong hopelessly.

Bai Jinyi slowly lowered his hand, really unwilling, he tried so hard for so long but failed to make Zhang Zucong love him a little bit.

It's a pity that I couldn't hold his hand again at the last moment.

When Bai Jin turned his head to look at Yizhong who was being crackled by the fire, the sadness in his eyes couldn't be melted away.

He turned his head again, and then slowly walked down the steps. After walking a few steps, the pain in his abdomen was so painful that he couldn't stand it.

In this short distance, he couldn't walk to Zhang Zucong to say goodbye to him.

It's as if he couldn't walk by Zhang Zucong's side in this lifetime.

He stood still, and the night wind blew up Bai Jinyi's bangs, exposing his face that was too clean. He endured the pain and shouted loudly: "Uncle Cong!"

Zhang Zucong's eyes were red, and his throat seemed to be stuck by a red-hot iron sheet. He couldn't make a sound.

Bai Jinyi looked at Zhang Zucong with tender love in his eyes, he opened his mouth, but there was no sound.

After a while, he found the lost tone, and said, "Uncle Cong, you are right, I really can't compare to one-tenth of my father's."

Bai Jinyi's tears slid down his pale face again, his lips trembling: "Uncle Cong, I like you so much, in the future, you will share one-tenth of missing Dad..." "Would you like to miss me in 10 minutes and [-]:[-]?" Bai Jinyi might think that missing one tenth of it is too extravagant, so he changed his words.

Such a humble and aggrieved voice made Zhang Zucong's heart ache. He seemed to have guessed what Bai Jinyi wanted to do, shaking his head: "No..." Bai Jinyi froze, and the light of expectation in his eyes disappeared. , he was extremely disappointed, and said in a very low voice: "That's right, it's too late for you to hate me, why would you miss me..." After finishing speaking, he looked deeply at Zhang Zucong with despair, and slowly step back.

Bai Jinyi was getting closer and closer to the vigorous and majestic fire.

Zhang Zucong came back to his senses suddenly, and was shocked by Bai Jin's utter desperation, the frozen blood boiled again at this moment, his throat rolled and trembled: "No, no, you come back... ...." Bai Jinyi didn't hear it, he took one last look at Zhang Zucong, and then stepped into the raging fire without seeing him again.

"Don't __" Zhang Zucong's pupils trembled, and he didn't know where the strength came from, but he broke free from the four men's imprisonment, and ran into the first layer in a stumbling manner.Zhang Zuyan was the first to react, and said sharply, "Catch him!!!"

Zhang Zucong lost his mind and was easily held down again.

Zhang Zucong struggled so hard that several policemen had no choice but to press Zhang Zucong's head on the ground.

Looking at the door where Bai Jinyi finally disappeared with blood-red eyes, Zhang Zucong vomited a mouthful of blood as blood surged in his chest.

Zhang Zucong let out a low growl, tears streaming down his face: "I—your uncle, let me go!"

A pair of leather shoes came into Zhang Zucong's eyes, and Zhang Zucong begged, "Second brother...I beg you to save him..." "Are you doing it for a man? What kind of brother do you want for you?" Look for it!" Zhang Zuyan said coldly, "He's just a little slut, it's not a pity to kill Dad and die, and even if I save him, he won't be able to survive after being in such a fire for so long."

"No, no, you save him first..." At this moment, Zhang Zucong didn't look like the rebellious and rebellious President Hurricane. His expression was twisted in pain, his eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth protruded. Most of the face was stained with blood, tears and snot were also mixed in, and the veins on the forehead and back of the hands were bulging. It looked like a mentally ill patient who was suffering from an illness.

Time passed bit by bit, and Zhang Zuliang's hope disappeared bit by bit.

No matter what he did, he couldn't keep Bai Jinyi.

Zhang Zucong's mind kept flashing through Bai Jinyi's last look at him, what kind of look was that?Love to the extreme despair.

Zhang Zucong's chest hurt so badly that he couldn't find an adjective to describe the pain.

Bai Jin seemed to have taken his heart away when he stepped into the sea of ​​flames, and now he was only left with an empty shell, and every time he took a breath, the empty space in his chest hurt sharply.

The pain became more and more intense, but Zhang Zucong kept repeating a sentence: "Come back..."

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