When can I be resurrected? [Zhongyingmei]

When Freddy woke up again, the first thing he saw was Carrie beside the bed.

"Freddy!"

The girl's face was full of anxiety and worry. Even though he saw the joy on his face after waking up, it could be seen that the deep sorrow in Carrie's heart was not at all relieved by Freddy's waking up.

Freddy also saw that Peter and Nick were here. Peter was standing behind Carrie, while Nick and Steve were standing far away from the bed, discussing something in a low voice. After hearing Carrie's voice , the two immediately rushed to the bedside in big strides.

"Why are you all here?" Freddy also knew that he was asleep again, and his consciousness was still a little drowsy. He looked at Peter and Carrie with a puzzled face, "Peter, Carrie, don't you have to go to school? Today Are you going to go to the charity fashion show for a formal performance?"

Both Peter and Carrie were stunned, showing hesitant expressions, but finally remained silent.

Such an expression made Freddy's heart skip a beat, and his originally sluggish consciousness suddenly woke up.

There was an eerie silence in the room that would have frightened Freddie.

Through this silence, Freddy could only hear the patter of rainstorm outside the window when it started raining again at unknown time.But the sound of the heavy rain seemed to hit Freddy's heart, and the softest place unpreparedly endured the ruthless, cruel and continuous heavy blows.

"It's... all over?"

Freddy's voice was so bitter at this moment, he looked at the people in the room with proving eyes.

——This is, how long has passed?

Everyone was silent, but silence was already an answer.

Only the dimmest light was turned on in the bedroom. In Freddy's eyes, it seemed that everyone was plunged into darkness because of him.

In the eyes of everyone, the face of the long-haired ghost whose figure became more and more transparent showed a dazed and extremely fragile expression at this moment.

Freddy thought that even if he fell asleep, even if he couldn't wake up the next morning, he would definitely wake up before the fashion show started.It is because of Peter and Carrie's participation, especially Carrie's efforts, that Freddie is looking forward to this fashion show.

——But he didn't expect that he just missed it.

Freddy could still say goodnight to Steve calmly before this deep sleep, and he could still be content with the chance he had to sleep peacefully next to his lover.But at this moment, Freddie suddenly felt... completely different.It was as if, not so long ago, he felt the warmth and light of the last burning match he held in his hands.But when the little match was burned out, he suddenly realized how dark he was.In an instant, he felt uncontrollable negative emotions were crushing him, and his chest was filled with frustration and loss.

——wanted to grab it, but didn't even have the chance to reach out.

Freddy lowered his eyes slightly and blinked slowly, at this moment he really had the urge to cry.

He has always felt that he is not a greedy person.

But why... Even though he was about to leave, he couldn't even realize his last wish?

"I'm sorry, Carrie." Freddie felt his voice tremble.

The ghost's complexion was extremely pale and transparent, and the whole person seemed to be completely dissipated in the next second.

It was as if he was too tired to support his inherent strength, or it was a disguise, showing such a fragile appearance for the first time.

"I really want to see it." Freddy also promised Carrie that he would definitely go to the scene.However, he didn't expect that he couldn't do such a simple thing.At this moment Freddy was really upset that he had slept so peacefully last night, thus missing the last chance.

"Freddy, the event was very successful." Carrie shook her head hard at this time, and even raised a smile on the corner of her mouth to look at Freddy and comforted her, "Peter and I are doing very well. It is because you have been supporting me and encouraging me that I can do so well."

Freddy stared blankly at Carrie, the unspeakable regret in his heart was devouring him like a black hole.

"I didn't want to go because you weren't here. But I know you definitely want me to go." Carrie looked at Freddy seriously, her tearful eyes were full of sincerity, "Freddy, I finally realized. I don't need you to look at me to have the courage to change. As long as this is your expectation, I can change."

Carrie thought long and hard.

If, Freddie's departure is the inevitable end...

Then, Carrie hoped that in Freddy's heart, there would be less worry and regret for her.

Carrie hoped that Freddie could see her grow up and be strong.

Although I thought so in my heart, tears welled up in the next second.

"I had a dream before." Carrie hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face and continued, "In my dream, I also dreamed that during the official performance, the model who bullied me threw herself on the road. Broken bones, so I needed someone to replace her in the catwalk. Then in that dream, I was the model who replaced her. You know what? I was dressed beautifully, and all eyes were on me, like Cinderella turned into It’s like being a princess, and then I’m the girl who shines in everyone’s eyes.”

Although this is just a dream.

"I've never had such a dream before, because I don't dare to think about such things, but now... I actually have such ridiculous expectations in my dreams." Carrie thought that this kind of expectation in dreams also It just represents her heart's longing for a kind of cocoon-breaking transformation, "Although the thing in the dream didn't happen, if this kind of thing really happened, I don't think I can become a replacement model. Because, I still Not so confident and brave. However, I have done things that I dared not try. I took the initiative to communicate with others, and I seriously did what I wanted to do... Although my efforts may be very small Part of it, but I'm still delighted with the success we've achieved together."

Mingming said he was happy, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the tears in Carrie's eyes couldn't stop falling.

"Freddy, can you see... the change in me?" Carrie asked in a sobbing voice, with a very forced smile on her face.

"Yes, of course I can." Freddy finally eased his gloomy expression, and nodded gently.

"I will work harder." Carrie nodded her head harder.

Flora is Freddy's pity, and Freddy can see [Flora's shadow] on her body.

So, Carrie wants to prove to Freddy how brilliant she can live to make up for what Freddy can't fill.

"Thank you, Peter." Freddy's eyes fell on the little spider who was silently wiping away tears behind Carrie, "you have always helped me."

"...No, I didn't do anything." Peter was silent for a while, then shook his head hoarsely.

It was Peter who tried to help Freddy, but Peter felt that he could do nothing to help Freddy.

"At least every time you inadvertently say something I don't want you to expose, you've pushed me towards Steve." Freddy smiled and looked at Peter and said, "I've been avoiding You are definitely to blame for being able to get back together with Steve."

Peter froze for a moment, he felt that he should laugh at this moment, but he couldn't laugh at all.

"Nick..." Freddy looked at Nick.

The black-haired young man looked extremely solemn at this time, his deep pupils fixedly stared at Freddy, but he didn't say a word.

[But, Freddie, what now? ]

[Can you still say you have no regrets? ]

Freddie thought about the words Nick had questioned him just the other day.

This stubborn vampire seems to be deeply obsessed with the answer to this question.

"I'm sorry, Nick." And Freddie finally gave the answer.

The time he couldn't grasp, the opportunity he couldn't grasp, the person he couldn't grasp...all these made him full of regrets.

At this moment, Nick's cold expression seemed to be shattered suddenly, and the hidden pain emerged from the depths of his pupils.

Freddy left with regrets in his heart, and left with no regrets, and Nick didn't know which answer he wanted to hear.

"I just said, just turn you into a vampire sooner." Nick finally lowered his eyes and said sarcastically.

Freddy pursed his lips and smiled, but said nothing.

"Freddy, let's go." Steve approached Freddy's side and gently held the ghost's hand.

"Where are you going?" Freddy stared at the blond man with confusion and confusion.

"Let's go back to Brooklyn." Steve gently stroked the ghost's cold fingertips, and said gently and calmly.

On the way to Brooklyn, there were only Steve and Freddy, and no one else followed. They all knew that if this was the last time, it should be left to Steve and Freddy. .

The road was empty, and the road ahead was pitch black. Freddy in the car felt confused about where he was going.

Freddy stared blankly at the imprint on his wrist. In this short period of time, the imprint left by the witch who was not a curse germinated rapidly like a seed, and a flower blossomed on his wrist. A strange dark flower, the flower vine has already extended to the knuckles.

The witch's words came to mind again——

[You will leave here before the sun rises on the third day. ]

This is what Freddy hasn't said yet... His countdown is less than three days, and he will disappear completely before dawn.

"It's really changed here." Freddy stared quietly out of the window with sad eyes. Even in the scene in the dark night and rainstorm, he could still recognize some familiar sense of direction from the street signs.This is his way home, and there should be joy and anticipation in his heart, but Freddie can't feel any joy in his heart, only the infinite falling void is dragging him towards the unknown end. abyss.

Everything has changed.

This is not the Brooklyn he is familiar with, and it is not the era he belongs to... Freddy has always had such a clear understanding in his heart, but when he embarks on this road to witness all this with his own eyes, there is still a certain situation A passing and unrecallable sadness.But even so, those distant memories in Freddy's mind were once again like dandelions blown by the wind, and countless memory seeds were flying in every corner of his mind, arousing the resonance of memories.

Freddy suddenly realized when he felt a warm hand caressing his cheek and gently wiping away something——

I don't know when tears are streaming down my face.

Freddy stared silently at Steve who was wiping away his tears. The man's eyes seemed to lose their brilliance at the moment, and his gloomy blue eyes looked at him deeply.Even if none of them spoke, they could all know all the unspeakable emotions in each other's hearts.

"I want to go there." Freddy said in a very low voice.

Even though he didn't say where it was, Steve knew where Freddy was talking about, because the lake in the small woods to the south seemed to be a secret base between them, and the tranquil lake reflected and always carried Bright and precious memories of their very important.

The car cannot drive to the lake, and it still needs to walk for a while.

After stopping the car, the rain hadn't stopped, and Steve still opened the car door for Freddy with an umbrella.

But unexpectedly squatted down.

"I'll carry you." The blond man said so.

After being silent for a while, Freddy suddenly smiled.

Yes, Steve used to carry him like this, fearing that the muddy splashes and rain would stain his beautiful shoes and skirts, so even if he was carrying him, every step he walked was cautious and extremely secure .In the past, Steve's shoulders were not as generous as they are now, but the sense of reassurance is the same, and there is always the feeling of being solemnly cherished.

It is precisely because of such a memory that even if he died in such a rainy day, he would not hate this kind of weather.

Freddie wondered how many years it had been since he and Steve had been on this road...

So much time has passed, and Steve has changed, and so has he.

However, nothing seemed to have changed.

When Freddie saw the lake, his confusion calmed down because it was still the same as he remembered it.Quiet and beautiful, it seems to isolate all the prosperity, all the busyness, and all the great changes. The sparkling lake only reflects the ripples of rain and the bright moonlight, and will always guard this small piece of land. world.

"I buried the letter you sent me under this tree." Freddy pointed to a tree in his memory, where he finally had a very intimate sense of familiarity. Back to him, "There is also a letter I wrote to you."

"I replied to every letter you wrote after that, but I didn't send it out."

The unsent letter buried here carried his love, but it also meant his giving up.

He also regards these letters as the most precious treasures, and wants to keep them forever in this place full of the best memories.

"Take out the letter when the weather clears. Don't dirty my letter." Freddie knew that Steve would want to know what kind of letters he had written in those years, but he didn't want to. Steve will take out the letter now.It's not that he's really afraid that rain or mud will stain those letters, but he's afraid that when those letters full of memories appear in front of him again, he won't be able to control his emotions and cry badly.

At least, Freddie still wanted to look his best until he left.

The rain gradually stopped, and Freddy sat on the rock by the lake, and here is the angle he drew in Steve's portrait, but it's a pity that he doesn't have the bunch of white daisies in his hand now.But when Steve sat beside Freddy, this moment was like going back to the past, the same place, the same scenery, the same each other... Both of them longed for this moment to end here. become eternal.

"I'm sleepy." Freddy said softly, only feeling his body becoming more transparent and weak, "Will you wake me up?"

"Yes." Steve said in a low voice.

"You couldn't wake me up this morning." Freddy twitched his lips far-fetchedly.

"I'll wake you up." Steve still said firmly.

With such foul words, it seems that... there is still a chance to wake up again.

The ghost leaning on Steve's shoulder chuckled, he raised his eyes and stared at the blond man beside him as hard as he could, his eyes were reluctant and greedy, as if he wanted to deeply reflect the man's face into his soul, although he That's what it was supposed to do.

After looking straight into those addicting blue eyes, another light kiss landed on the forehead.

As gentle as raindrops, but so cherished.

"Goodnight," Steve said softly, like it was just another intimate goodnight before falling asleep.

Even at the moment of doomed separation, Steve hoped that Freddie would not have any burden.

Freddy just felt that any amount of sadness seemed to be diluted by this man's bewildering tenderness at this moment, as if he just needed to be a selfish person who only indulged in the happiness he had now, and what he wanted later The pain of loss he endured seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Steve..." Freddy closed his eyes, no matter how much he was reluctant, the groggy darkness was still eroding and disintegrating his will, and he only felt that if he relaxed a little, he would fall into darkness forever.He wanted to say something more, but only the name [Steve] remained deeply in his mind, and he just mumbled the name in his chaotic consciousness, carrying countless heavy and mixed emotions.

Steve's back was stiff, listening intently to Freddy's inaudible voice.

Then, everything became quiet.

Steve slowly turned his head to the side, watching the ghost whose body was almost transparent closed his eyes, the young man's expression was so calm and peaceful, as if he had just fallen into a sweet dream.The blond man couldn't control his emotions anymore, his eyes were red, he gently held Freddy's hand, and kissed the ghost's fingertips lightly, like kissing the dewdrops on the petals that were about to disappear.

But at the same time, the blond man witnessed the ghost's fingers disappearing like phantoms.

"Freddie..."

Steve's pupils constricted, and he subconsciously clenched his hands.

But in the next moment, nothing was caught.

The time that shouldn't have intersected at all has finally returned to the right track at this moment, falling into the track they should have.

It's just a blink of an eye, and it seems like a gust of wind blows by...

—Freddie disappeared.

"Freddy?" Steve looked around blankly, only seeing himself alone in the dark night.

The muddy ground, the swaying tree shadows, the lonely moonlight, and the lake where a figure is reflected.

—he really left.

Forever, left his world.

It seemed that he had finally woken up from a beautiful dream he had had.

Steve's back was always slightly bowed, but the man's broad shoulders, which were capable of bearing all responsibilities and missions, trembled slightly, as if endless pain was tearing the man's powerful heart at this moment.The scorching blood that flowed due to the separation of grief seemed to flow endlessly from the atrium, and was lost with the departure of the beloved, making his body gradually become cold and numb.

The blond-haired man sat silently on the stone, his gray-blue eyes that couldn't see the light were like a broken night.

Like a cold sculpture, looking at the distant sky.

When the first ray of morning light shines on the lake,

I only heard a man by the lakeside who had been silent for a long time waking someone up in a low voice with an extremely gentle voice——

"Freddy, it's dawn."