love is eternal

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He clenched his fists and told himself that there was no time to be sad now, and that he had to consider countermeasures immediately to prevent Claude from getting involved in disputes.But the chaotic brain is as confused and dull as if filled with paste, and can't figure out a clear context at all.No matter what you think about, you can't distract yourself, as long as you close your eyes, Claude's bloody face will appear in your mind.He couldn't forget that moment, and fragments of the accident lingered like nightmares, engraved on his mind.

Fang Yan began to tremble, and the chill swept through his body, which was the trembling and despair brought about by fear.

Witnessing it with his own eyes was even more cruel than learning about Claude's death on the TV news. He watched his lover fall off the runway, dying, but there was nothing he could do.There is no worse situation than now, he is very afraid, afraid that Claude will leave him, afraid that everything will come to naught, afraid that the happiness he just grasped will slip away from his fingertips...

"This is a hospital, please calm down." Seeing Fang Yan's red-eyed expression, Quan was very afraid that he would lose control.He looked up at the sign indicating the operation was on, with mixed feelings in his heart, and finally squeezed out the three words "I know" from between his teeth.

The cub was undergoing surgery, and they were stopped outside the emergency room without knowing what was going on inside.

Time passed by, Fang Yan couldn't sit still, he paced back and forth nervously, anxiety was written on his face.He didn't speak, just walked up and down, never quiet for a moment.As the operation time lengthened, his complexion became more and more ugly, as if he was about to lose his strength and would collapse at any moment.In contrast, Quan was much calmer than him. He arranged for his subordinates to check Cloud's car, and quickly came to the conclusion that the brakes had been disabled.

But Claude has a pure background and has no enemies. Some people want his life, and it is probably related to Fang Yan!

Considering Fang Yan's emotional instability, Quan didn't tell him the result, but ordered to investigate to the end.He leaned against the window, looking at his younger brother thoughtfully, wondering what he was thinking.The two waited outside the operating room with their own concerns, the atmosphere was extremely bad, the air seemed to be frozen, making it hard to breathe.

Two hours later, Jason rushed to the hospital, but he didn't dare to approach Fang Yan, and waved to Quan from a distance.

"Are you sure?" After listening to Jason's narration, Quan's complexion also became uneasy: "Bad boys who like to lie will be punished, baby, you make me very angry."

"I swear, I really saw..." Before he could finish his sentence, Quan pushed him to the corner violently to prevent him from talking nonsense.He first glanced at Fang Yan vigilantly, because he was worried about Claude, his attention was not here.So Quan stared at Jason with cold eyes, and threatened word by word: "Only the dead in this world can't talk nonsense, but I like your firm butt, and I probably don't want to kill you, so how about pulling out your tongue."

The look in his eyes was so terrifying that Jason backed away in fright until he was against the wall and had nowhere to escape.

It wasn't the usual look that he joked about punishing him, and finally played some S&M, but a real bloodthirsty beast, a murderer!

"I'm sorry, I lied." He quickly lowered his head, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

"Good boy." Quan's height was far smaller than Jason's, but his aura was extremely powerful. Not everyone could possess that kind of deterrent power.

He seemed to want to say something, but the door of the operating room opened suddenly, and Claude, who was still in a coma, was pushed out.This interrupted their conversation. He watched Fang Yan nervously ask about the situation from a distance, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, showing a gratified expression.Maybe it was because the nerves that had been tense for a long time were relaxed, and his strength seemed to be emptied, and he couldn't support it, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Claude was temporarily out of danger, and Quan didn't plan to stay any longer. He glanced at Fang Yan and led Jason out of the hospital.

People like them don't need pity.Fang Yan is very strong, he can hold on!

"They shaved your hair off, and you're bound to wake up and say, 'The damn doctor must be jealous of my handsome face and shave me bald.' But that's okay, it will grow back soon, and you don't care He looks handsome." The ward was so quiet that the needle would make a noise when it fell to the ground, and the little lion's breathing was infinitely magnified, making Fang Strictly Painful.The lover is beside him, but he cannot move, speak, or even feel unconscious. He is still in a coma, and it is unknown whether his life will be in danger.

He can only talk to himself to dilute the annoying silence, otherwise he will really go crazy.

Rubbing the little lion's cold hands over and over again, massaging his limbs, wiping his chapped lips with a cotton swab dipped in salt water, and whispering gentle words of encouragement in his ear.He kept calling his name, talking about the trivial things they discussed together, their expectations for the future and dreams in their hearts.Although they were all good hopes, he became more and more sad as he spoke, unable to be himself, and finally crushed by pain.

"Open your eyes and look at me, please, Claude, you scare me so much." Fang Yan gently stroked the bandaged forehead of the little lion, kissed his closed eyes, his tears were like broken threads Beads falling down one by one.

Although the doctor has repeatedly assured that the patient is out of danger and the reason why he is unconscious is because of the anesthetic, Fang Yan is still worried.

He stayed by the bed and sat until dark.

During the period, Quan came once and brought him something to eat. At that time, Fang Yan was furious at the doctor on duty, and the nurse who looked fierce and frightened almost called the police.He grabbed the doctor's collar and showed a devilish expression: "It's been so long, why doesn't he wake up, you said he would wake up, you said it!"

"Brain injury... There will be many unpredictable situations... We can't give the exact time of waking up..." This is the doctor's trembling answer.

When Fang Yan returned to the ward, his lingering anger was still there, but when he saw Claude on the hospital bed, all his anger and dissatisfaction would disappear, leaving only the heart-piercing pain.He chased Quan away, sat on the edge of the bed alone, and waited stubbornly for him to wake up: "Don't be afraid, I will always stay by your side, and when you wake up, you will be able to see me at the first sight. Then we will go together Eat delicious food, travel to Switzerland that you have always wanted to go, go skiing, and travel around the world. If you are still so sleepy, I will not take you anywhere. Do you hear me? If you hear it, open your eyes!"

With tears in his eyes, he put his forehead on Claude's slightly opened palm, crying uncontrollably: "I hurt you before, I'm sorry, because of my stupidity, I didn't cherish that relationship. But it's different now, I know Realizing how much I need you, how much I love you, although it seems too late to say this now, I really can't lose you... Please, don't torture me like this... Claude... Claude ……I love you……"

He kept calling his name and crying like a child.

"Yan, I finally heard you say the three words 'I love you' to me with my own ears. I really have no regrets." Different from the childish way of speaking of the little lion, the man who can call his name with a deep voice , only Claude ten years later.

Fang Yan raised his head suspiciously and met familiar eyes.The affectionate and tolerant eyes are the gentleness accumulated over time and slowly precipitated in the years, which is unique.

He smiled, his face was a little pale, but his eyes never left Fang Yan's face.Raising his hand, stroking his lover's hair, even his tone was so gentle: "I have never had a chance to ask you, do you still like that ring?"

"Claude!?" Fang Yan was so shocked that he couldn't speak. This is not a memory that a 17-year-old lion should have. It should belong to Claude ten years later.

"It's me." The man smiled slightly, as if time had passed through ten years.He got off the bed, knelt down on one knee, and took Fang Yan's hand: "I don't have much time, so please tell me, if time goes back to before everything happened, will you accept me?"

"Yan, marry me, and I will give you happiness." He said solemnly, bowing his head and kissing Fang Yan's hand.

"Claude..." Fang Yan's voice trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

"When you are old and gray and dozing sleepily by the fire... there is only one who loves your pilgrim soul; Sadness... I always want to tell you that no matter what you become, in my heart, you have never changed." He kept kneeling and slowly recited Yeats' "When You Are Old", his eyes were like water Gentle: "I'm too impatient, I must have frightened you. You don't need to answer now. When I propose to you when I am young, I will tell you my answer."

He stood up, hugged Fang Yan's head, and protected it with his arms, full of emotion: "It is enough to see you again."

"Claude, is it really you?" Fang Yan looked at his lover in disbelief, unable to understand all this, it was too absurd, could it be that he was born again?If the person in front of him is Claude ten years later, where did the 17-year-old lion go?

"It's me, your Claude." The man's tone of voice and actions are different from the little lion's. Although they are the same person, there is a qualitative difference.

"Let me take a good look at you." Lifting Fang Yan's chin, Claude stared at his lover for a long time with his beautiful blue eyes, and then kissed him hard.He invaded his mouth with his lips, swallowed each other's breath, and hugged each other almost crazily: "I thought you didn't love me, but I was wrong, thank you, my Yan."

"Why do you say it like a farewell to life and death, no, don't tell me you will leave, I can't lose you anymore." Fang Yan didn't dare to think about it, he could only hold on to Claude's sleeve tightly, as if that was the only way Only by doing it can we keep him: "Or is it all just a dream, am I crazy, or is this world crazy?"

"You understand that this era does not belong to me." Claude carefully wiped away Fang Yan's tears with his big warm hands: "You cried for me, it was worth it."

"You don't have to go, can you?" Although he didn't understand, there must be a solution.

"No, this time belongs to me at the age of 17, not to me ten years later. I can't be so selfish and deprive him of his right to exist." He grabbed Fang Yan's hand and pressed it to his chest: "But don't doubt, We are the same person, and that will not change. Here, my heart beats for you, my blood flows for you, my life shines because of you. No matter how time and space change, I will meet you and then love you forever."

"Why do you say that, I don't want to hear it, don't say cruel things to me. You can stay and share the same body with you at the age of 17, can't you?" He opened his eyes wide, hoping to see a trace of hope.

The man shook his head helplessly: "We cannot arbitrarily change the past, because darkness will obscure the future."

After saying this, his figure gradually blurred, became transparent, and disappeared bit by bit.With a smile, he looked at Fang Yan intently, and finally said: "Yan, I love you!"

"No!" Fang Yan shouted, waking up from the dream.

The little lion lay quietly on the bed, all the instruments connected to the body were operating normally, and the clock on the wall showed that it was five o'clock in the morning.

Because the dream was too real, Fang Yan suffered severe head pain, and his chest was out of breath as if being squeezed by something.He staggered out of the ward, walked through the incandescently lit corridor, and ran to the stairwell.Even grabbing his arms hard couldn't stop his body from shaking. This fear didn't come from the farewell in the dream, but from the words in Claude's mouth.

We cannot arbitrarily change the past, because darkness will obscure the future.