Lost in search of love

I don't know if it's helplessness or reluctance to leave, but Al actually stayed by his side and didn't leave.

The doctors and nurses on the side were busy with numbness and precision.Offer to leave a vacant seat for Al.

Aier looked at Yicheng's face quietly.He seems to be sleeping very restlessly now, his eyelashes are constantly trembling, and he doesn't know if it is caused by too much pain, as if he will open his eyes in the next moment, and he calls out with joy: "Al~"

I can even imagine the expression on his face when he called, the arc of his lips—it turns out that they are already so familiar with each other.

There were blood stains on her white and clean face, and it seemed that there was an indescribably fragile beauty.Al's own fingers also had his blood on them.

That sweet scent of blood, but, if he could, Al would never want to smell that wanton sweetness again, although he did smell delicious.

Al's entire brain was empty, he didn't think about anything, he just quietly counted that person's heartbeat...

once, twice...

His heartbeat was regular and familiar...

But in my chest, it has stopped for a long time, so long that I almost forget what it feels like to have a heart beating in my chest...

It doesn't matter, you'll be fine.

Al squeezed Yicheng's hand

If you live until you are old, you will have many things that I cannot have, and then you will go to heaven peacefully.

Heaven?Al couldn't help but smile.

It seems that that place has nothing to do with me.

And I, I will probably spend hundreds of years remembering him after his death, until... until time dilutes his color and turns his name into a meaningless symbol...

One day, when I think of this person again, I won't be throbbing or sad anymore.I can only feel: Ah, so I once liked such a person.

Time is really the gentlest knife in the world.

This is the price of eternal life. Haven't I tried countless times and understood this feeling?

Al looked at Yicheng's face tenderly, and replied softly:

"If you die, I will live peacefully and live the same life as before without you. So, you don't have to worry."

After finishing speaking, Al even smiled softly.Faint, superficial, the sadness fainted by the water covered the eyes like a thin invisible veil.

I will live well without you...

The comatose Yicheng seemed to have heard this sentence, and suddenly frowned, his eyelashes trembled rapidly, and his already useless hands clenched tightly again, Al even felt that the frequency of his heart beat changed up...

Al smiled and tapped his head lightly with the other hand,

"What are you afraid of? Our days are still long."

Parting is still a long, long time away, isn't it...

The surgery progressed quickly and was considered relatively successful.It's just that Yicheng has been falling asleep.When I woke up, it was already three days later.

When Yicheng woke up, Al was not in the room.Sitting next to his bed was another person - the old man of the Jiang family.

The old man: "Are you awake?"

Yicheng fell asleep for too long, his head was a little dizzy, and he just replied briefly, "Yeah."

Then there is silence.

Mr. Jiang has always cared about this child very much, otherwise, that person would not have been afraid that the position of the Jiang family would fall to Yicheng and prepare to silence him.

But now, the two of them, one old and one young, one sick and one injured, have nothing to say.Even if they still miss each other.

In this world, if you pursue something that does not belong to you, you will have to pay a price.

In this awkward silence, Yicheng finally spoke, "What about him?"

It's better not to speak, mentioning that bug-like creature, the old man couldn't help being furious.

Now I am very old and sick to see my own grandson.Because of that bedbug, the soul of one of his sons was wiped out by his own grandson, and he is still lying in the hospital, becoming a vegetative state.My own grandson is also lying in the hospital now!

As a result, the first thing he said when he woke up was to ask him? !

The old man also has a fiery temper, he opened his mouth and was ready to teach others, after all, his body had just passed a serious illness, and he couldn't bear it, and he coughed violently before he started cursing.

Yicheng also regretted it when he said it - he was never a very good talker.

He hurriedly stood up to give the old man a pat on the back.

The old man coughed for a long time before he recovered. Seeing the injured child lying on the hospital bed, and busy patting himself on the back, his heart was complicated beyond words.

"Oh, it's all fate!" The old man sighed heavily, "Fate!"

"grandfather……"

"Forget it, don't open your mouth. I'm quite old, let me live for two more years."

"I……"

"Don't talk about it. I just came to see if you are still alive. After all, you are a descendant of our Jiang family. If it is confirmed that you are dead, the old man, I can come and collect your body."

Yicheng's eyes turned red in an instant, and he couldn't say a word when he looked at the old man.

In this life, they will be disappointed after all.

"As long as you live, I should go too, old man." After finishing speaking, the old man stood up and wanted to go out.

Yicheng subconsciously reached out and grabbed the corner of the old man's clothes, "Grandpa..."

The old man's voice was a little choked up, but he didn't turn his head back. He forced himself to say indifferently: "Who is your grandfather? Let go!"

Yicheng's tears rolled down his cheeks in an instant...

Yicheng wanted to say, don't you love me the most?

He wanted to say, didn't you just say that you would come to collect my body?

He wanted to say, Grandpa, are you... really don't want me?

However, he couldn't say a word, but he slowly let go of his hand...

From the very beginning, it has been chosen.No one has a chance to turn back.

The old man walked out of the ward without looking back.

His gait is a bit shambling, his back is a bit old, his gray hair is leaning on crutches—he is really old.

Yicheng looked at the door quietly, as if waiting for the old man to come back suddenly.

I waited quietly for a while, but no one appeared at the door.

I don't know when Aier appeared behind Yicheng, sitting on the edge of the bed, and gently hugged Yicheng who was sitting on the bed and staring at the door from behind...

The cool body temperature seeps through the thin fabric, this embrace is not warm at all.

Yicheng said quietly: "My grandfather doesn't want me anymore."

Al: "Yeah."

Yicheng: "He used to love me very much, and protected me since childhood."

Al: "Yeah."

Yicheng: "Did I do something wrong, Al?"

Al turned Yicheng's head to the other side.Pressing on his chest, gently stroking Yicheng's back like comforting a wounded animal, "Do you have faith?"

Yicheng's voice was dull and lifeless, "Probably, there used to be."

They are vampire hunters and believe in Christ for generations.However, he has betrayed his own beliefs and his own family.

Al held up Yicheng's face and stared into Yicheng's eyes, wanting to dedicate his whole soul to him, "Then, let me be your belief."

"Huh?" Yicheng didn't react for a while.

However, Al didn't give him any time to react, he directly brought his head towards him, and then he also went up to him, his lips pressed together, lingering, tender and loving, deeply lovesick...

Let me be your religion.

Let me be the first person you think of when you are confused and in danger.

I will also love you and protect you.

Most importantly, I will never, ever never abandon you.

The author has something to say:

Jinjiang, it's interesting for you to bully me, a newcomer, swallow my text, unexpectedly, I thought only Du Niang could do this.