"Stupid!" That was the first time he scolded him.

The young man's eyes were red, and the black eyes that should have been clear were bloodshot.

His gentle face was a little more ruthless, as ferocious as a wild beast.

"When in danger, the first reaction should be to stand behind me!"

But inexplicably, there was more panic and confusion in my heart than ever before.

A string of tears rolled down that immature pale face.

Drop by drop.

Like the morning dew on the blades of grass.

The dark blue eyes seemed to be covered with ashes, and they just stared at him without focus.

The eyeballs were as black as ink, surrounded by a layer of rose red from light to deep, and a blood-red teardrop slipped from the corner of the eye.

Those eyes as clear as glass slowly revealed a gray black of despair, and he slowly closed them.

The hand slipped from the young man's palm.

"Don't—ahhhh! Don't—"

He stared at the boy with bloodshot eyes, and his voice was almost roaring.

He begged bitterly.

"Don't sleep, Jiuzi, can you talk to me?"

"We agreed, we're going to play, go to many places..."

"Hey, get up quickly, okay?"

"..."

"..."

The young man cried like a child holding the body that was still warm.

He calmed down slowly, kissed the boy's cold lips, and picked up the boy's body by the waist.

"We go home……"

Those words drifted away with the wind like a dandelion, dying in the night wind.

Night, slightly cool.

The author has something to say: This chapter is derived from a short story of mine. I was originally writing a short story, but Ye Sang’s sudden emotional outburst expanded the short story to more than 400 characters. I posted it because I was suggested by Doubi in the group. Just post it to provoke [serious face] Ni Meng, don't blame me for writing short nitrogen, I'm really not short! [High cold face] I was moved to the point of making a fuss, anyway, Ye Sang has already cried once and provoked it [Applause] By the way, why don't everyone believe that Ye Sang is actually a very tall, serious, serious, facial paralyzed, language barrier, communication barrier, multiple personality station Good author looking down on the fish-lipped mortal on the refrigerator?

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