sacrifice at night

A person cannot live for another person. Facing a person who chooses to commit suicide, we always don’t understand how much distress inspires his courage and makes him choose to die. We also don’t understand what makes him live for nothing. Love, what is more terrible than death.

This time Mu Feigan didn't sleep too much, and woke up at noon the next day. He reached out and touched the cloth strip covering his eyes, and only then did he accept the fact that he was really blind.

There was a sound of even and weak breathing beside the ear, who else could there be except Luo Wu, Mu Feigan stretched out his hand in the direction of the sound gropingly, soft hair, ears, eyes, a little bit down is the nose, and a little bit down It's the lips.

Mu Feigan didn't continue to touch, his sharp ears caught the difference between Luo Wu's breath and the one just now, he stopped when he knew Luo Wu woke up, and looked at Luo Wu with a smile, "Don't say anything when you wake up, do you want to sneak attack me?" ?”

The hand that was still on Luo Wu's face was wrapped in a thick and warm palm, and then pulled into the warm chest, Luo Wu said in a low voice, "No."

Mu Feigan raised his hand to touch Luo Wu's head, and Luo Wu cooperated with him and lowered his head slightly to let him touch his hand. Mu Feigan said, "Go out, I haven't been out for a long time."

"Okay." Luo Wu got up to prepare clothes for Mu Feigan, and Mu Feigan groped to put them on one by one by himself, and Luo Wu smoothed out any wrinkles, then Mu Feigan sat by the bed and waited for Luo Wu , the two went out together.

Mu Feigan let go of Luo Wu's helping hand, "I'll do it myself."

The road in the dark is not easy to walk, even if Mu Feigan has a strong ear with a keen memory, on the short road from the bed to the door, I don’t know how many detours I took, Luo Wuren watched beside him with distress, until he stumbled and helped He stepped up to hold Mu Feigan's hand after closing the door frame.

There was no one in the living room, Mu Kediao had been up for several nights, and now he was still catching up on sleep, and was upright to accompany him, but Long Che and Mu Buzhuo's pair of cats and mice had hidden somewhere.

Mu Feigan asked, "Where did they all go?"

As soon as the words were finished, a heart-piercing scream came from Mu Buzhuo and Long Che's room, "Ah, butterfly! Butterfly, so many butterflies!"

Mu Feigan, whose hearing is better than ordinary people, heard a little excitement from the crying, and suddenly remembered that a few days ago, he taught Long Che the method of casting shadows on Mu Buzhuo, and thought, don't lose your wife They folded again.

Luo Wu didn't seem to hear, and supported Mu Feigan to sit down at the table, and went to the kitchen to prepare meals.

Long Che suddenly rushed in from the door, hurried up the stairs and back a few steps, and greeted Mu Feigan at the corner of the stairs, "Yo Xiaomu, you're awake, eat, I'll accompany you when I'm done." He rushed towards the bedroom in a hurry.

Mu Feigan and others hummed softly when they heard the bedroom door closing. Luo Wu saw him gloating, and couldn't help being curious, "What's so happy, tell me."

"Listen." Mu Feigan pointed upstairs, and Luo Wuye looked over, not long after, there was a burst of begging for mercy in a low voice and a few roars of grief.

Luo Wuyi smiled, "Leave them alone and eat."

Getting up early, Long Che said mysteriously to Long Che, "You have to come back on time at twelve noon, I'll wait for you in the room."

This was an obvious temptation, and Mu Buzhuo readily agreed, and promised not to return to the room before twelve o'clock.Long Che sacrificed his hue for this, and made Mu Buzhuo crave a meal of tofu on the bed, almost going off the rails.

In order to show that he kept his promise, Mu Buzhuo went out for a drive, calculated the time, and stepped into the room on time at twelve noon.

Pushing open the door, you can see butterflies flying in the limited space, there are various colors, colorful, the outside sun just shines in, you can see the glittering pink of the butterflies under the sun, beautiful, beautiful, I can't help it With a howl, he howled Long Che into his arms.

Long Che rushed into the room in a hurry, without stopping, he crashed into Mu Buzhuo's arms, and was tightly held by a pair of arms.

Mu Buzhuo hugged Long Che very excitedly, "Longlong, I really love you to death, why do you understand my heart so well!" He held Long Che's face and kissed fiercely, still stunned and unable to answer Long Che, the god, opened his mouth slightly to give Mu Buzhuo a gap to invade, and was entwined with Long Che's equally dull tongue to tease him in every possible way.

Long Che's staring eyes opened wider and wider, and he pushed Mu Buzhuo away when he was not prepared, and shouted angrily, "You said you were most afraid of butterflies! What's going on now!"

Mu Buzhuo licked his lips, smiled and took a step forward, "Butterflies are the most beautiful, beautiful and poisonous, how can I not be afraid? Butterflies are what I am most afraid of. The powder on his body makes people uncomfortable, choo! "Mu Buzhuo sniffled, "Look, isn't it? But," he continued with an evil smile, "My favorite is also the butterfly. I just like how weak and ugly it is before it degenerates. The visual impact is completely different from that after degeneration. It's very enjoyable." Isn't it?"

Long Che didn't care to listen to his high-spirited talk, and was so angry that he couldn't speak. He opened the door and was about to leave, but Mu Buzhuo grabbed his arm. Long Che stuck his fingers in the crack of the door and didn't let go. Me! Liar!"

As soon as Mu Buzhuo heard Long Che's sad tone, he knew that Long Che's heart was really broken, and he spared no effort to drag Long Che into the room, while apologizing, "I didn't mean to lie to you, listen to me explain to you .”

Long Che shook off Mu Buzhuo's hand that was picking at his fingers, and the two stood facing each other. Long Che poked Mu Buzhuo's nose with his finger and complained loudly, "You know how to bully me, do you know why I am afraid of you? You don’t know how to repent, just go on like this, I will be finished sooner or later, then you will be happy? Bastard, you can have fun and never care about my thoughts. I am not your bed slave, why treat me like that, treat me like a slave , Hurting and drinking, look at someone like me, who is bullied by you like a bear, why can't you leave!" As he spoke, he couldn't help but choked up, and sobbed softly.

Mu Buzhuo was also deeply moved, he hugged Long Che affectionately and walked towards the big bed, and said softly, "I know, I know, it won't be like this in the future."

The words were affectionate, and the movements were also neat. When Long Che felt that something was wrong, his body had already been stripped off, and the person on top of him promised seriously, "I will treat you well in the future." Crazy and passionate kisses followed. In Long Che's mouth, Long Che was dizzy from being kissed, and cursed vaguely, "Bastard, devil!"

The door was wide open, and the two of them were doing shameless things that made people blush. Mu Feigan, who was very hard of hearing, blushed more than a red apple, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said embarrassedly, "Let's go back to the room. "

Luo Wu let out a "huh" and helped Mu Feigan go upstairs, let Mu Feigan wait at the stairs, strode towards the room where butterflies kept flying out, and shouted angrily into the room, "Do you want to go back to the room?" Face!" He slammed the door hard.

Mu Feigan was startled by Luo Wu's sudden yell and the loud sound of closing the door. A butterfly resting on top of his head flapped its wings and lingered above Mu Feigan's head. Luo Wu turned his head just in time to see this In one scene, I couldn't help laughing, "In ancient times, there was the butterfly luck of the emperor of Ming Dynasty, and now there are colorful butterflies wandering on the tree. What is the reason for this butterfly's lingering?"

Mu Feigan raised his hand and waved the butterfly away, "You are not Tang Minghuang, nor do you know how to be a concubine, what are you thinking about, go back to your room."

Luo Wu thought about it too, leaned over and hugged Mu Feigan back to the room, and laughed softly, "I'm not Tang Minghuang, I'm Luo Wu, Tang Minghuang doesn't like wood, Luo Wu likes it."

"And then?" Mu Feigan sat on the edge of the bed, tilted his head and asked innocently, Luo Wu pecked his lips, and said seriously, "And then it's gone."

Mu Feigan smiled, "Talk with me." Luo Wu then pulled Mu Feigan into his arms, "Speak, I'll listen."

Mu Feigan thought for a while, then said, "Okay." He emphasized, "You are not allowed to interrupt."

Luo Wu nodded and murmured, and Mu Feigan began to speak, which meant death, "Death is just a kind of waiting for me. You must wonder why I face death so calmly. When I was just sensible, I When holding a book and reading, the people around me often tell me that I am a test subject, and remind me that the test subject is not long-lived, alive at one moment may die at the next moment, when I was still young, I often cried in fright, they They would let me sit on their laps and tell me some jokes, all of which were dirty jokes, and after the dirty jokes, they would do nonsense, they said this is called instant gratification, so that when I die, I can die without regrets or regrets."

"I forgot it at first, but in the past few days, I slowly remembered the past. When they were 12 years old, they did too much and had a high fever. It was from that illness that they often forgot something. Sometimes when they wake up, they forget all the previous things, and they are often beaten. In order to avoid being beaten, they start to write a diary every day. The habit of diary, if you do it habitually, even you don’t understand it.”

"At that time, others thought about how to live a good life, but I often thought about how to die a good life. When I wanted to live, I didn't know how to live a good life." Mu Feigan paused and said in a low voice, "In my life, because Luo Wu has value, I feel that I have not lived in vain."

Luo Wu hugged Mu Feigan silently, tears flowed out uncontrollably, Luo Wu's breath became congested and heavy, and he choked softly, the crying was so soft and so painful, crying into people's hearts inch by inch.

Mu Feigan smiled slightly with her lips bent, two blood-red tears flowed from under the white blindfold, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I was selfish, I'm dead, please live well."

Hundreds of butterflies are dancing in the living room, weeping and weeping in one room, parting from life and death, red waves are thrown up in one room, the spring breeze is a few degrees, quiet and peaceful in one room, always with each other, people with different feelings , playing different joys and sorrows, everyone sings their own ups and downs in different tones.

Live your own life and control your own destiny.

Mu Feigan said, "If there is an afterlife, I will definitely hold my destiny in my own hands, live a good life, live a good life, let others envy and envy, and make myself proud."

What answered him was Luo Wugan's heartbroken weeping, not sure if it was mourning for Mu Feigan, or for their dying love.

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