grey and cyan gl

The cool and light fragrance spread out in the loving atmosphere, and with the kiss, it gradually melted into every inch of skin on the two of them.

Shen Tinglan closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes flicked slightly, sinking more and more into the quicksand of infatuation.

Until there is nothing in the palm of your hand.

As soon as Shen Tinglan raised her eyes, she saw Huixue who had already snatched her revolver once, her whole body was tense and vigilant, she clenched the handle of the gun and pointed it straight at her.

Shen Tinglan still maintained his original posture, his expression didn't fluctuate much, as if he was calmly facing an expected event.

"Do you really want to kill me? Huixue."

"...but I hate you."

Huixue clenched her teeth, and struggled to spit out these words in her throat. Complicated and fragmented memories kept crawling out and tied her nerves, causing her to repeatedly struggle and shout on the edge of emotion.

Now, what kind of emotion should she face Shen Tinglan with?

In the past, she knew that Shen Tinglan had indeed helped her a lot, and she even did not hesitate to stain her hands with blood, almost crazy.

But while kindness is given, harm is also done.

It is impossible for her to forget the joy of being stepped on by women again and again, lying on the ground like a dog to please her, enduring her sometimes happy and sometimes angry state, and being whipped if she can't obey her words.

Women's atrocities, dungeons that see no light, every wound that heals and rots on the body, when she once begged her to stop it gently, she punished it with a more stubborn attitude.

How could she love such a person.

Shen Tinglan lowered her brows and looked at Huixue quietly, her eyes were too affectionate and warm.

"Then shoot, Huixue."

It seems that there is a lot of mist hidden in the woman's green eyes, which are turbid and clear, crossing life and death, leaving only her dull and blind love.

"To die at the hand of a lover is also the honor of a lover's life."

The woman lowered her body, took the gray and white hand, and willingly kissed it lightly on the muzzle, and then pressed it to her heart.

The dark white soft light emitted by the glazed lamp on the table blurred the depression on Shen Tinglan's body. She gently stroked the back of Huixue's fingers, her eyebrows drooped, and there were real and natural soft waves in her eyes.

"Your hands are beautiful, Huixue."

"I really want to put a ring on you."

Huixue bit her lips tightly, frowned, and pushed Shen Tinglan away, holding the gun above her head, and fired a decisive shot upward.

The guards would definitely come when they heard the gunshots, so Shen Tinglan would retreat and leave. However, when the trigger was pulled, all he got was the sound of an empty shell.

There was no bullet in it at all.

"You've never been able to get your hands on me, Huixue."

Shen Tinglan smiled lightly, her smooth long black hair and sparkling crystal earrings set off her glamorous beauty, the woman walked up a few steps, held the back of Huixue's neck, and looked deeply at her:

"Leave here with me, okay? Huixue."

The two looked at each other at a very close distance, Huixue pursed her lips, and hesitated to speak several times.

She is a sailing ship drifting on the sea, no matter whether it is light or darkness, there is no harbor that can accommodate her existence.

People who are often in a helpless situation, fear or anger to the extreme, either collapse and become insane, or lose the ability to reprimand and become numb. For the current Huixue, any choice is right and wrong.

"Don't hesitate, Huixue."

Shen Tinglan's eyebrows were slightly twisted, his tone was slightly anxious, and he was still stubbornly trying to persuade her:

"Let's start over again. Didn't you always say that you want to go outside and see the world? I've already thought about it, Huixue. Next year, we will go to London to see cherry blossoms together. In summer, we will go to North Wales. The town there is very beautiful. , and then autumn, autumn... or where do you want to go? I will take you there!"

"Beryl..."

"I hope I am romantic and sincere, Huixue, but I am not, give me some time, give me a chance, I will definitely..."

"Too late."

Suddenly, a man's voice broke into the bedroom. There was already a row of guards outside the door. Viscount Abbott stepped in, holding the VIP invitation card in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm just wondering..."

"...When did Princess Anna have a dark-haired blue-eyed noble relative."

"What kind of means did you get in?"

When Viscount Abbott was about to order the guards in the rear to attack, Shen Tinglan had detected his motives. She quickly pulled the gun from Huixue's hand and strangled her throat, and immediately shouted angrily at them in a way of taking hostages :

"Back off!!"

The red wine glasses at both ends collided, making clear laughter.

The singing and dancing in the lobby were in full bloom, and the White Wolf King was indulging in the fine wine brought by the woman, when suddenly an attendant came and whispered in his ear, announcing the emergency in the building.

Shocked, the White Wolf King snatched the walkie-talkie, pushed the woman away and went to the corner under the beam alone, to contact Viscount Albert's current situation.

On the other end of the walkie-talkie came a man's slightly hasty voice, "My lord, that woman is probably crazy. She is holding the princess out of the palace now, and will pass through the lobby soon!"

A group of guards surrounded them with guns, approaching step by step, the atmosphere was dignified, Shen Tinglan had already brought gray snow to the top of the stairs on the second floor of the lobby, sharp-eyed guests suddenly spotted them, and started screaming in panic Broadcast the message.

"There are snipers here, we have to go out from the corridor on the right..."

Huixue said something to her in a weak voice, her vision was shaken, and there was still more worry and uneasiness in her heart churning violently.

The scene was flustered, and the White Wolf King appeased the crowd in order to take care of the scene, then turned around and issued an order angrily:

"Damn it, do you want these guards to show off!? Why don't you deal with that woman quickly!?"

"Snipers are in place, but...!"

"But what! The king orders you now, shoot immediately, and end this farce!"

"But Her Royal Highness is in the hands of that person, we can't act rashly—"

"Do you want me to lose face in front of everyone!? I order you! Shoot!!"

The air in her lungs became more and more stuffy, Huixue wanted to cough but held back, Shen Tinglan's hands were tightly wrapped around her waist, feeling the chest rise and fall of the woman behind her breathing, Huixue grasped it subconsciously. her arms.

What Huixue knew in her heart was that she was actually not an "important person" who could become a hostage.

Because to the White Wolf King, she is just a dispensable thing.

"Beryl..." When Huixue opened her mouth to speak again, a violent gunshot suddenly passed by her ears.

Go straight to the person behind her.

The air froze for two seconds.

When the arm at the waist suddenly slipped and fell under the legs, when the revolver with no bullets at all fell to the ground.

Everything is still.

Something painful broke from her heart, tore apart her numb feelings, and severely shattered every inch of her body.

Huixue sat down with her legs limp, but she was terrified but unable to cry out. She saw Shen Tinglan lying curled up on the ground, clutching her right shoulder in pain, and thick blood kept pouring out from her narrow and thin shoulder.

Viscount Abbott quickly caught up and pulled her to a safe area behind. Seeing the furious White Wolf King striding forward, showing his majesty and majestic fatherly love in front of everyone, he pointed at Shen Tinglan and said angrily:

"Stupid bastard, you covet something that shouldn't belong to you!"

Shen Tinglan stared at him with the last bit of stubbornness, her eyes were stained red with blood, filled with unwillingness and resentment.

"My beloved daughter is the most precious sacred object that God bestowed on me. If you have evil intentions towards her with coveted eyes, it is tantamount to desecrating the sacred object, and you must be severely punished!"

Huixue shook her head desperately, trying to break free from the guards' defenses, but the crowded and complicated figures blocked her vision, and all of this would never help.

"Come here, dig out the eyes of this bitch! He will be sentenced to death in three days!"

As soon as the White Wolf King waved his hand, the angry will came down, and he could never look back.

......

Winter is already deep, the sky is so dark that no light can be seen, there is thick fog all around, and little snowflakes are flying and falling in the cold wind.

Suddenly, it seemed like that night a year ago.

Shaking the lamp in his hand, the flame flickered, Huixue was wearing a thick white cloak with gold thread, a pair of wolf ears stood upright, long silver-white hair was stained with snow silk, and his upright and delicate features were slightly reddish from the cold.

She sighed secretly, and entered the prison under the leadership of the supervisor.

In the damp and rotten dark area, Huixue distracted the supervisor from following, and walked to the end of the corridor alone.

There was no moaning of pain, nor angrily crying for grievances. What was there was just a sense of suffocation that was so desperate that it was breathless. All the creatures in the cell gave up struggling and silently waited for the time of death to come.

The locks came loose, Huixue pushed open the prison door and entered on foot, looking at the thin and long body of the woman on the bed, she hesitated and said:

"...it's me."

Shen Tinglan, who was lying on the bed, was originally silent with his back to the door, but when he heard the familiar voice, he immediately got up, clutching his shoulders, and said a little excitedly:

"Grey Snow? Is it Gray Snow?"

The messy long hair was scattered on her face, and her eyes were wrapped in layers of white cloth. As soon as Shen Tinglan got up and straddled her feet, she fell down because she couldn't find the direction. shouted hastily:

"Guixue, where are you, Huixue!?"

"I can't see you anymore, I'm so scared, my eyes hurt, Huixue..." Shen Tinglan knelt down and covered her face, the pain from touching the hollow with her fingertips made her twitch Convulsive in pain, Huixue ran to her quickly, put down the lamp helplessly, and slowly pulled the woman's hand away.

"Beryl...I'm here..."

The woman's biting lips were already overflowing with the smell of blood, she broke away from Hui Xue's hand, and suddenly retreated back to the corner of the wall as if she was afraid of the outside world, curled her legs to cover her ears, and burst into tears.

Huixue has never seen her like this before. Shen Tinglan, who lost her eyes and her arrogance and dignity, was stunned for a moment, before hesitating, she stepped forward and knelt beside Shen Tinglan, her voice was very soft and slow:

"......sorry."

The woman raised her head, suddenly grabbed her arm and shook it continuously, her voice was hoarse, like a wronged and helpless child, collapsing alone on the verge of madness.

"Mom, can you wake up Dad..."

"What to do, I'm so scared, they all hate me, they're going to drive me out..."

Shen Tinglan cried anxiously, just like many years ago, she had to bear everyone's condescending criticism and arrangements alone, and there was only grief and anger that could not be vented in her heart, longing to be valued by others.

Huixue pursed her lips straight, and a soreness in her heart spread infinitely. She watched the unconscious woman in front of her fall into painful memories, and her body trembled to the extreme frequently due to fear, but she was powerless.

"Beryl, calm down, have you taken your medicine..."

These were the only words she could utter. Shen Tinglan gradually calmed down after the great grief, and quietly faced Huixue with a dull expression.

After a long, long time, Shen Tinglan finally opened his mouth, his voice was dazed, and his mind seemed to be in a state of laxity:

"Huixue, are you just like them...don't want me...?"

She cried hoarsely, and suddenly grabbed Huixue and roared hoarsely. This roar went from violently trembling in the bottom of her heart to bursting out in a muffled voice. It was also a question of pain and bewilderment:

"Why...why don't you all want to love me!?"

"All I want is love..."

As she spoke, she curled up and hugged her body again, trembling all the time, drowning infinitely in this torture.

Huixue hesitated for a few seconds, then immediately stepped forward and hugged her tightly, but this hug was too weak, she should not sympathize with Shen Tinglan, mistakes are always mistakes, one person's pain will not be relieved by another person's experience.

They were all innocent, but they were also sinners. Huixue embraced Shen Tinglan, who was dripping with cold sweat, gasping for breath in the oppressive lack of oxygen, and could only apologize with trembling lips:

"I'm sorry, Beryl, I'm sorry..."

"No, it's not your fault...!" Shen Tinglan interrupted her angrily, "It's that woman's problem! It's her illness!!"

"Damn her!! She deserves to die!!!" Suddenly she became furious and manic again, unable to control her emotions, she slapped herself like that, and hit the wall back hard hysterically, bleeding from her forehead.

"Don't do this! Beryl, don't do this!" Huixue hurriedly stepped forward to grab her hand to stop her, sobbing up her throat for a while, breathing intermittently:

"I don't hate you anymore, I don't hate you anymore..."

However, Shen Tinglan was already lost in the sea of ​​spirits as if she couldn't hear her surroundings. She leaned her head up against the bed, the pale light outside was reflected on her chapped lips, she had no eyes, half of her face was expressionless and suddenly slowed down. Slowly grinned.

The woman's chest vibrated frequently as the laughter magnified, she followed Huixue's arm and touched her cheek, rubbed the top of her head and smiled to comfort her:

"Don't be afraid of Huixue, I'll be fine if I die, it'll be fine if I die..."

Blood-red tears ran down Shen Tinglan's cheeks, scorching the back of Huixue's hands and burning everything between them.

"Every person's life represents a color."

Cyan, a color that cannot define emotions, represents calmness, elegance, insidiousness, and melancholy.

Gray, not black and not white, in the center of good and evil, wandering repeatedly in confusion and confusion.

There were less than thirteen hours left before Shen Tinglan's execution. In the gloomy early morning and late at night, snowflakes increased suddenly, and Huixue came to her cell again.

The narrow and confined space was filled with an unpleasant damp smell, the exhaust fan on the wall was whistling, and Shen Tinglan was lying flat on the wooden bed, surrounded by countless needles, all of which were used to relieve pain or calm himself.

"I pleaded for you, but... no one has ever paid attention to my plea..."

Huixue sat down on the edge of the bed with her head down. Shen Tinglan reached out to touch her and clasped her five fingers together. She shook her head without saying anything.

The black shadow cast by the moonlight shining on the leaves swayed on the ground. After the two were silent for a long time, Shen Tinglan spoke softly:

"Can I hug you? Huixue."

Hui Xue paused, and quickly nodded in response to her.

On a cold and snowy day, she leaned in Shen Tinglan's arms, listening carefully to the slow and steady heartbeat of the woman's chest. The surroundings were very quiet, so peaceful that it made people feel drowsy and wanted to sleep here forever.

"You know, Huixue, I've never been hugged like this before."

Shen Tinglan's voice was very calm, almost blending with the current atmosphere, with gray snow around her waist, she continued to listen to her:

"I have always longed to be loved, but no one is willing to accept me. You know, my mother used to drive herself crazy. She killed my father and then committed suicide in front of me. How can they do this? , Just leave me there alone, I was just a child at the time, how could they be so cruel? Am I not important to them at all?"

"Those relatives don't want to see me at all. They think I'm a bastard left over from my mother's men outside. My existence is just to remind them that there is such a disgrace in the family, a nondescript thing."

Maybe Shen Tinglan was once happy, but it was so far away that she couldn't remember it, which made her always long to get that feeling again, to be loved by others, to be loyal to her forever .

Even if it's not real feelings.

"I love you, Beryl."

Can you see that Huixue's complexion and Huixue's eyes are the same, Shen Tinglan will still believe without hesitation that this is the expression in her heart, because it doesn't matter whether it is true or not, and she doesn't have so much time to doubt and guess.

"Ash Snow..."

Shen Tinglan hugged her waist tightly, and with the other hand stroked Huixue's cheek, then stroked her ear, opening and closing her thin lips, and the words she uttered were still so bewitching.

"Ash Snow..."

"I want... that... really want..."

Huixue looked at her silently for two seconds, almost without thinking this time, she allowed the woman's touch, and even really took the initiative to participate in it.

In the thick night, in the dark cell, the beams of light from the lighthouse on the opposite coast dance around the wall, and in the hazy white light, there are two halos of gray and blue overlapping together.

The two groups of colors caress each other in the dark and dull tones, collide, separate and fit together, rub, blend, repeat, until they climb to the top, until each other is covered with the colors that belong to each other.

Huixue coughed several times, with deep red blood remaining on her palms. Sensing her discomfort, Shen Tinglan stopped, and quickly asked:

"What's wrong?"

Huixue was suddenly glad that she couldn't see, she leaned down and kissed the woman's forehead, and comforted her softly, "It's nothing, maybe I have a cold recently."

Seeing that Shen Tinglan was still hesitant, she raised her other hand to the woman's cheek, and said softly again: "Don't worry, there are doctors here to do regular physical examinations for me."

Only then did Shen Tinglan relax her nerves. She held Hui Xue's hand and gently rubbed against her palm like a docile cat, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips:

"Ash Snow."

"Just say you love me again, okay?"

"I love you."

She held Shen Tinglan's face, pressed against the tip of the woman's nose and gradually kissed her like crazy, shouting hastily, shouting excitedly, her whole soul was tremblingly shouting:

"I love you, Beryl, I love you I love you, I love you!"

Shen Tinglan gradually burst into laughter, laughing until her abdomen was shaking, "I love you more, I love you more, Huixue!"

Sober is also confused, madness is also sincere.

They completely released their love and desire in the prison full of sins.

The snowflakes were falling outside, and the warm body temperature ironed the pure bodies and souls of the two of them. Huixue leaned on Shen Tinglan's neck with some sleepiness, feeling relaxed.

"Hui Xue, do you remember when we first met?"

Shen Tinglan didn't seem to be sleepy, and she kept reminiscing about their past, or maybe she was reluctant to part with it. She repeated it over and over again, and Huixue accompanied her to relive the previous scenes again and again.

"Remember? You used to like roasted whole lamb very much. Every time I went out, you would come here and tell me that I wanted to buy it..."

"I was really worried that you disappeared in the hospital before. I was so afraid that something bad happened to you in the fire. I even rushed into the ward to look for you..."

"Fortunately, I was so happy when you came back. You were very obedient during that time. I really thought we could live like that forever..."

"Speaking of which, I still keep the ID photo we took together for the first time. You look really good in the skirt. It's a pity that I can't see it now..."

It turned out that they had a good time too.

There is no deception, no suspicion, just two flawed people living together foolishly.

Shen Tinglan suddenly turned around and hugged her tightly, with slight strength, Huixue didn't break free again, she closed her eyes, hugged Shen Tinglan back, and smelled the thin and light fragrance of the woman with peace of mind.

Shen Tinglan stroked her hair gently, and said softly:

"Huixue, you really won this game..."

"—But I didn't lose." Suddenly, Shen Tinglan raised his hand and quickly inserted the needle in his hand into Huixue's neck.

The girl in her arms twitched violently, and Shen Tinglan quickly hugged her even tighter, patted her back constantly, and spoke quickly, "It's okay, Huixue, don't be afraid, it will pass soon, no It hurts, it doesn't hurt...!"

However, the frequent vibrations of the woman's chest revealed her uncontrollable crying, and Shen Tinglan kept looking for topics to distract from the severe pain in her heart, "Shall I tell you a story, Huixue? What do you want to hear? I'll tell you You speak..."

But the more she said, the more intense the pain in her heart was, it tore her nerves apart until she broke down and cried bitterly while holding Huixue.

Everyone's life represents a color.

Gray and blue, the two colors are blended together, and the inside is mixed with love, confusion, desire, demand, benefit, and evil.

Two incomplete souls, imperfect personalities, meet each other in the snowy night, and end each other in the snowy day.

Gradually still breathing, bodies that are close together, slowly become cold and stiff in the embrace.

Dawn came.

Outside the window, a black feather slowly floated down.

(End of the book)