After the young master died of leukemia, Mr. Lu went crazy

That day, Lu Ming had a dream. He dreamed of when Lin Xi was with him in college.

Lin Xi held a little orange cat in her arms, and said with a smile: "I heard people from the older generation say that if you lose someone you love very much, a mole will grow on your right hand. If one day I die, you will also look at you." Do you have any moles on your right hand?"

He was startled awake by these words, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his chest heaved violently, he raised his right hand nervously, and looked carefully, a small black mole appeared on that flawless hand.

This mole made his heart beat violently, he stumbled into the bathroom, rubbed the mole on his right ring finger vigorously, and soon the mole fell off when it touched the water.

It's not a mole at all, but a black ink stained at some point.

This scare made him unable to sleep anymore, he looked up and saw the unshaven man in the mirror with a pale face like a ghost.

Lu Ming rubbed his face, his head hurt a little, he went to the studio, and looked at these paintings over and over again.

Only then could he feel that Lin Xi was still there. He organized the paintings neatly and placed them according to the date Lin Xi wrote on them.

He originally wanted to staple these paintings together, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. It would be bad if Lin Xi got angry.

Lu Ming picked up the disc in Lin Xi's room and played it. It contained an old-fashioned movie with a very touching plot.

He felt that the content was a bit familiar, and he only remembered halfway through watching it. This was the first time they went to the cinema to watch it. He didn't expect Lin Xi to buy the disc of this movie.

Now he can sit in the room for a whole day, and sometimes he won't go out that door.

He remembered the nightmare he had the night before, Lin Xi kept vomiting blood, but he was powerless.

Looking at the floor stained red with blood, he thought to himself, can a person bleed so much?

How much do you have to eat to make up for it?

Suddenly Lin Xi looked up in his direction, his whole face was covered with blood, and Lu Ming woke up immediately with fright.

He was afraid that would come true.

He has always been suspicious recently, and when he saw Lin Xi cooking in the kitchen or drying clothes on the balcony, he disappeared as soon as he passed by.

"I was wrong about Lin Xi..." Lu Ming's heart hurt so badly that he curled up into a ball, pressing his hands tightly on his heart, trying to relieve the pain in this way: "Lin Xi, I'm in so much pain... Come back soon Come on, I will never kill you again, and I will never hit you again."

Missing to the extreme, the heart will ache.

His auditory hallucinations are getting more and more serious. He always hears Lin Xi's voice. Once he heard Lin Xi's voice while driving, and he heard it in a trance. He told him to drive straight ahead. He drove the car over and crashed directly into a tree.

The airbag deployed, but no one was injured. Another time when he was chopping vegetables, he heard Lin Xi calling him. Before he could react, his hand had already been cut with a knife, and blood flowed all over the chopping board.

He thought he should be sick, went to the hospital for an examination, and actually got depression, and he still had some mental problems. He laughed when he saw this.

Lin Xi didn't suffer from depression for several years after being treated like that by him. He just walked away for a few months, but he actually developed depression?

He blamed it all on retribution.

Once I fell down the stairs and was admitted to the hospital because of hallucinations.

Li Qingyi came to see him, he was wearing a bungee belt, and the doctor was telling him the precautions, asking him to quit smoking and drinking. He has been drinking and smoking a lot in recent months, smoking one or two packs a day.

However, these are of no use to him, and he can only see him when he is drunk.

The stomach was not good at first, but now the stomach is a little inflamed, and I need to be hospitalized for water.

His condition was very poor, his face was thin and out of shape, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

Li Qingyi sighed: "You have to kill yourself to be reconciled, right?"

Lu Ming didn't speak, and looked out of the window: "This year's snow is really heavy. Lin Xi likes snow the most. I don't know if it snows where he stays."

"Are you okay with him? It should be fine. Cherish it and don't be like me. If you lose it, you can't get it back."

Li Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then looked at him steadily for a while, and found that there were several white hairs on his temples, which were very eye-catching.

He tapped his temples, and said softly, "Lu Ming, your hair is already gray." His words were full of sadness.

Lu Ming raised his hand to touch his temples, and said with a smile, "It's just a lot of hard work, how can I not grow old?"

"Any news about Lin Xi?"

Li Qingyi was silent for a moment and said: "No."

Lu Ming grinned, ha, Lin Xi, you really know how to hide.

Li Qingyi stayed with him in the hospital for a long time, and went back in the afternoon. Lu Ming looked at the stars outside, his thoughts flew away, and he murmured for a while, "Lin Xi, are you also looking up at the stars? It's good that I am watching too. Woolen cloth."

City A at night was colder than during the day, and when the wind blew, it carried the chill down to the bone.

Lu Ming let out a breath, and a white mist formed on the glass. His slender fingers scratched at the white mist, and soon a line of words appeared on it.

Lu Ming loves Lin Xi for a long time.

The white mist disappeared quickly, and the surface was as smooth as if no one had ever written on it.

-

Today's weather is not very good, there are dark clouds outside, it looks like it is going to rain.

Lin Xi was still lying on the rocking chair, dangling slowly, Tang Yuan lying on his hand and sleeping.

The wind in Erhai Lake is still a bit cold.

Wang Anmu picked up a thick blanket and covered him, "Go in, it's going to rain."

Lin Xi shook her head, still looking into the distance: "Where is that over there?"

Wang Anmu followed his hand and looked over. He asked about the back of the mountain, and thought for a while: "When you get better, let's go and have a look together."

Lin Xi smiled: "Okay." I just don't know if there is any chance for him to get better.

The sky was dark, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and then thunder sounded, Tang Yuan was startled awake and hid in Lin Xi's arms.

Despite his aggressive treatment, the disease was not merciful to him.

Looking at the tree branch that was beaten with his head bowed, he began to explain his funeral. Tangyuan was raised for him, and half of the ashes were scattered in a large sea of ​​sunflowers, and half in the Erhai Lake. He chattered optimistically about what happened behind him.

Wang Anmu suppressed his crying and covered his mouth to prevent him from continuing: "Stop talking, please don't die!"

Lin Xi said softly, "Everyone is going to die, I'm just one step ahead of you."

He is not afraid of death, and this world has nothing to worry about for him.

Wang Anmu held his hand tightly, eyes filled with tears, and growled, "What will I do if you leave? I will die!"

Lin Xi looked at the boy kneeling on the ground crying sobbing, his heart ached.

Lin Xi's mental state was very poor, worried that something would happen to him, and guarded the whole night cautiously.

Lin Xi woke up the next day feeling much better and kept saying that she wanted to go for a walk.

Wang Anmu handed him the medicine, watched him swallow it, then took out a cashmere coat and put it on him, and led him out, keeping his hands in his pockets all the way.

Passers-by on the road thought they were a couple, and it was the first time they saw a gay couple in this place, and they all sent sincere blessings.

Lin Xi wanted to say that they were not, but when his eyes touched the raised smile on his mouth, the words in his mouth were suppressed in his throat.