The gun was overwhelmed

That year, the city was full of gunpowder and smoke, I handed him over to the country, he came back safely, I was very happy, happy that he came back safely, our wedding is coming soon.

On the day of our wedding, countless people came from the city, but no one agreed with our love. They said... two men worshiping is disgusting... How can two men worship? ... How can two men be together? ... They are sick, how can a man worship with a man?

When did the world ever praise love... I am obviously only in love with someone, this is not a disease... I am obviously only in love with someone, deeply in love.

I don't care about those rumors, I love him, love him deeply, at least he loves me too. . .Fortunately, life is quite happy now, and we survived.

"Ah Yu, you wrote this all? Why are you so suppressed?" Fu Shaoxue asked Shen Xiaoyu while holding a notebook.

"Ah? Oh... I thought we couldn't make it through, so maybe the writing was a bit depressing. If you don't feel comfortable looking at it, don't read it." Shen Xiaoyu reached out to get the notes, but was stopped by Fu Shaoxue.

"You have suffered...I'm sorry...I, I am useless." Fu Shaoxue held Shen Xiaoyu's hand in her palm, tears could not stop falling down.

"Ah Shao, it's alright...we're all fine now." Shen Xiaoyu pulled his hand away, stroking Fu Shaoxue's cheek.

But such a happy life didn't last long, Fu Shaoxue had to let go of Shen Xiaoyu's hand again, before he left, he said to Shen Xiaoyu, "If I can't come back safely, you can marry a girl and live a good life."

Probably Shen Xiaoyu thought that Fu Shaoxue could come back. He had waited like that for ten years, but this time he understood that his Ah Shao would never come back.

He slumped on the ground and broke down crying. Why was it Fu Shaoxue? He was willing to use his own life in exchange for Fu Shaoxue's safety every year. He would rather be the one who died.

"Ah Shao... I've been waiting for you for a whole ten years, why don't you even leave me a letter? Are you really so cruel?" Shen Xiaoyu's weak voice sounded slowly, choked with sobs.

How could he not be sad? Ah Shao, who he had been waiting for for ten years, failed to come back. What came back was a cold corpse and a divorce paper. He couldn't believe that it was his lover lying there. , is the person he will love all his life.

"Ah Shao, don't lie to me, okay...Ah—Ah Shao...you wake up, you just fell asleep, right?" Shen Xiaoyu hugged the rotting corpse, almost dazed.

Ever since Fu Shaoxue's death, Shen Xiaoyu has never recovered. Everyone said he was crazy, but no one knew that he fell in love with a man named Fu Shaoxue.

Seeing the dead body of his lover lying in front of him, nothing is more heartbreaking. Shen Xiaoyu's heart has long since died with Fu Shaoxue, long ago.

He really hoped that Fu Shaoxue could come in through the door, wipe his tears, and say to him, "Ah Yu don't cry, I'm back safely, I'm fine"

But how is that possible. . .

Shen Xiaoyu hugged the rotten corpse and cried bitterly, he couldn't stand it, why didn't he die for Fu Shaoxue.

In the past few months, he has been like this, ignoring everyone, just holding the corpse and crying bitterly, without eating much, Shen Linglan felt distressed seeing him lose weight a little bit.

But, Shen Xiaoyu has a stubborn temper, no one can persuade him, somehow, later, he probably figured it out, and slowly accepted all of this.

He can eat well now, and he won't hold the corpse and cry anymore, but ah, the gentle and cheerful Shen Xiaoyu from before can never come back, he has become depressed, negative, and he is suppressing himself.

He has to tell himself every day that he is not living alone, he is living with Fu Shaoxue.

He felt that time should make him forget that man named Fu Shaoxue, and he would forget it sooner or later.He gradually stopped blocking himself, he felt that he had opened up the knot in his heart, he felt that he could accept the fact that Fu Shaoxue died.

But he was wrong, Fu Shaoxue was someone he loved to the bottom of his heart, how could he forget it as soon as he said it, if time could forget someone, then he wouldn't be in such pain.

He can't forget Fu Shaoxue at all, and he will never forget it. That person's name seems to be engraved in his brain, in his bones and blood. engraved in his mind.

He was just deceiving himself, he was deceiving himself, he had been deceiving himself for the past few years, he couldn't forget at all, the shadow of that person became clearer and clearer.

He was obviously about to catch up with that shadow, but when he opened his eyes, there was nothing but endless darkness, and what awaited him would never be good.

The more time passed, the clearer those memories became, and he couldn't get rid of them at all. He, Shen Xiaoyu, was not a god, but a living person, and he seemed to have experienced all the sufferings in the world.

He is obviously only one person, but everyone makes him strong, how can he be strong, of course, it is his Shen Xiaoyu's lover who died, not the world's, how would they understand?

Shen Xiaoyu always thought that he could forget it, but now it seems that it is just a joke, he is a fool from beginning to end.

Shen Xiaoyu is a lunatic, but when his lover was still alive, he was also a gentle and refined son of the Shen family. Although he was a lunatic, he loved a miserable person.

He was so tired, why did Fu Shaoxue let him bear all this alone, he wanted to go to him, he was tired, this feeling was too painful.

pain……

It hurts more than ten thousand swords piercing the heart. He has tasted all kinds of things in this world, he is tired, and he wants to rest.

"Ayu, you're crying again, don't cry anymore." Fu Shaoxue stroked his hair gently.

He wanted to reach out and hug him, but that was just an illusion.It was just an illusion, the man was dead long ago, 13 years ago, no longer exists.

"Ah Shao...I miss you, come back..." Shen Xiaoyu sat under the apricot tree and murmured.

He was so tired of living like this, he seemed to wake up and found that all this was just a dream, a very real dream.

Shen Xiaoyu closed his eyes, the corners of which were moist.He was reminiscing, reminiscing about the memory he yearned for...

It was a winter, it could be regarded as the Chinese New Year, it was quite cold that year.Because of conflicts with his family, Shen Xiaoyu walked on the street alone, a seven or eight year old child, looked extremely pitiful.

Probably because he was tired from walking and it was too cold, so Shen Xiaoyu huddled in a corner by himself, rubbing his hands repeatedly, which was extremely funny.

Article Type: Original-Pure Love-Modern Modern-Love

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Style of work: tragedy

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Copywriting from the perspective of the master (Shen Xiaoyu): They met in troubled times and fell in love with each other in troubled times. No one agrees with their love, but they don’t need it either. To love someone, you don’t need the approval of hundreds of millions of people. I love you, just like I loved you before, but I already loved you. I don’t want to love a dead person. It’s too tiring. So, you must come back safely. In troubled times, what can I do, I can't do anything, I have no one to rely on, Fu Shaoxue is my only spiritual sustenance, the gun passed through his chest, this is not what I want to see, I dare not see it, I obviously only have him, why is the heaven so cruel, taking him away from me? He is my only spiritual support, how can I survive without him?Why can't it eventually become a coupon?How cruel, I obviously don't want to let go of his hand, but I can't touch his body temperature anymore?Is it just dead bodies in front of me now?That's the proof that I love you