The Devil of the Walking Street

"Dead?!" This time it was Swell's turn to be surprised.

Yes.

Intuitively, the atmosphere was not right. He sat up and fastened the messy bath towel again, but saw that Lan Ming was still lying on the bed in the same posture as a dead fish, and had no intention of getting up.

Siweier looked at him sideways: "Sit up. Talk to me?"

"No. I'm just like this." The young man sighed a long time, raised his arms and put them in front of his eyes, so that no one could see his expression: "Do you know... who killed her?"

Lan Ming's voice was a little hoarse and trembling violently.

Memories across the starry sky, beyond the end of the world.

After the fire that night, Lan Ming took Adeline and started running around all over China.

The days of peace are so far away, and all kinds of enemies that are rare to see on weekdays are coming to the door one by one.

Who seriously injured Adeline?

Who set the fire?

Who told them that Adeline was seriously injured?

Lan Ming thought about it, but he didn't have time to think about it.

Adeline, who used to be able to step on people under high heels, became as vulnerable as brittle porcelain.

The boy's chest rose and fell sharply, and he felt suffocated by uncovering the scars of memories: "Imagine a boy who is just over 1.7 meters tall, carrying a woman who is over 1.8 meters tall."

Swell didn't know what to say.

Lan Ming: "It's very funny, isn't it?"

"..."

Swell pulled up the boy, embraced him in his arms, and patted the boy's back with his right hand, trying to appease the overflowing sadness of the boy.

The little devil let him play, like a puppet.

During that time, Adeline's complexion never got better.

The originally healthy complexion turned pale as white paper.

Adeline, who was in a coma almost all day long, was always frowning and haunted by nightmares.

The young man exhausted all kinds of methods to forcefully supplement the other party with the necessary nutrition during the rare "awake" moment.

The so-called sobriety just means that she has come out of a coma, but her mind is still confused, and she can only mutter the name of the person she loves.

"Qi Yun."

She was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But it does not matter.It's best to be alive.

It took longer and longer for the little devil's guide to get out of the coma. Even if he yelled the man's name every time, it was enough to make Lan Ming happy.

Time will replace everything and wash away the obsession left in her heart by the person named "Qi Yun".Lan Ming has enough time to re-weave good memories with his teacher.

Until one day, he discovered that Adeline was holding a fruit knife and gesturing on his pale neck.

Lan Ming panicked and snatched the fruit knife from Adeline's hand, even if his hand was scratched, he didn't feel any pain.

"What do you want to do!"

Dazzling red blood trickled down the boy's palm drop by drop.

Adeline's eyes turned red. The domineering female devil in the past, now like a child who can't get candy, threw herself on Lan Ming and cried loudly - crying "Qi Yun".

"...I am not Qi Yun."

Adeline ignored him, and continued to cry in her own way, and finally gradually turned into sobbing, and she lost her voice.

Lan Ming turned his head and found that she had fallen asleep lying on top of him.

Is Adeline crazy?

No.

She just doesn't want to wake up.

That day, she stood in front of the shocked young man. Even though she was haggard and pale, it was still not difficult for the young man to see the clarity of reason in her eyes.

"You finally..." woke up.

"Kill me. Lan Ming." Adeline looked down at the little devil, and repeated what she said just now in her usual commanding tone: "Kill me."

Lan Ming felt that the teacup in his hand was like a block of lead, and he seemed unable to hold it, his wrist was trembling constantly.

He swayed forward a few steps unsteadily, his eyes were blank, and something was buzzing in his brain.

"What... what?"

"I... can't hold on anymore." Adeline turned her head and looked out of the gray window.

heavily clouded.

"In the past six months... I haven't felt anything." Adeline touched the boy's face with both hands, and for the first time there was a gentle look in her eyes: "Thank you."

You are strong enough.

Lan Ming's eyes suddenly became blurred.

"I feel...I can't remember what he looks like." Adeline closed her eyes, and her calm tone couldn't suppress the trembling of her voice: "These six months... are too long."

To me.

for you.

Love can make a bloodthirsty demon soft like a sheep.It is like a bottle of the deadliest poison, making people desperate for the illusion of its sweet fragrance.

Everyone is selfish.

In order to remember that man forever, I can be easily abandoned.

Why.

Lan Ming sat on Swell's lap, but the man didn't have any thoughts about what he shouldn't think.He was now focused on the young man with trembling shoulders, feeling bitter for a while.

Swell hugged the little devil tightly and didn't speak.

In the end, Lan Ming couldn't take it anymore, he put his arms around Swell, and buried his head in the man's chest.

Swell felt that the place where the boy was leaning was wet, he sighed, and tightened his arms more and more.

"I have a lot of time to accompany you." Swell kissed the top of Lan Ming's head: "Always."

forever.

[ps: see here~see here~~additional voting on the catalog page~about the extra chapter~does anyone want to see it?The extra episode is probably about Lan Ming and Renault's affair, and the process of being bloody trained by Adeline (?) (′,,???,, `)]