Zhang Qiling gently reached out and pushed Wu Yu's arm that was hanging on the ground. His voice was very soft: "Little Yang... I was wrong, don't be angry..."
His tears fell on the back of his hand like rain.
Wu Xie cried so hard that she was out of breath, Fatty Wang burst into tears, and the two elders knelt beside Wu Yu and cried with scarlet eyes.
The atmosphere was dead and hopeless.
Jie Yuchen lifted up the broken hair on Wuyu's forehead, looked at the young man's pale face, and suddenly had the idea that living was meaningless. The days remained unchanged, he remained unchanged, and he could see the rest of his life at a glance.
Jie Yuchen tilted his head and thought seriously, what is he living for, to understand his family?
Other descendants of the Jie family with the surname Jie can also take care of it.
For your parents?
He has long since lost his parents.
To support Xiaoyu?
Xie Xiaoyu...is dead.
There seems to be no reason to live anymore.
Then... live towards death!
Jie Yuchen analyzed clearly and thoroughly, and he knew what he wanted.
Taking the butterfly knife at his waist, everyone was immersed in the raging sadness. No one noticed that he was holding a knife in his hand. Xie Yuchen slowly placed the blade across his neck. He lowered his eyes and looked quietly. Looking at the young man in his arms, he smiled slightly, moved his wrist, and made a sharp stroke...
Blood splatters!
Wu Xie felt his face heat up, and looked up blankly. The handsome man was stained red with blood, and the blood line on his neck was flowing...
"Little Flower!!" The heartbreaking voice sounded.
Wuxie was rolling around and wanted to reach out to cover Jie Yuchen's bleeding neck. His hands were shaking badly, but he didn't know why his body had no strength at all and couldn't move at all. Wuxie had completely collapsed and collapsed to the extreme.
Everyone was so shocked by the scene that their scalps were numb. The word "suffering from love" has always been a rumor in the story. When the rumors became concrete, they realized that it was so... heartbreaking.
The young man died, the man committed suicide, and their blood blended together.
The burning light attracts moths.
Moths fluttering into flames are buried in the sea of fire.
suddenly!
The golden light above the entire altar suddenly shone, and there was no trace of darkness in the space. Wu Yu's whole body suddenly lightened up in Jie Yuchen's arms, breaking into white light spots like quicksand, and the blood on the ground disappeared without a trace. trace.
It's as beautiful as a dream.
The knife that Jie Yuchen was holding suddenly fell to the ground. He stared at the scene in front of him intently. He twitched the corners of his mouth with a little joy in his eyes: "Is that brat coming to pick me up..."
The magic circle circulated, golden light flourished, and those white light spots condensed into an illusory figure, which was Wu Yu wearing an ancient azure robe. The young man had half a bunch of blue hair, and the corners of his complicated and gorgeous clothes were fluttering.
His eyebrows are burning, his elegance is bleeding.
Zhang Qiling and Heixiazi looked at the man who appeared in disbelief...
"Xie Chen...!"
As if Wuyu didn't hear their low calls, he slowly squatted in front of Jie Yuchen. Everyone looked at them intently, not daring to say a word.
Wu Yu gently touched his forehead to Xie Yuchen's, and raised his hand to cover Xie Yuchen's neck. Jie Yuchen looked at the eyes that were very close to him. These beautiful eyes still contained the attachment of the young man when he looked at him for the last time. It was only for a moment. Tears rolled down silently in Jie Yuchen's eyes.
Wu Yu wiped away the tears from the corner of Jie Yuchen's eyes with the fingertips of his other hand, and sighed softly: "I'm sorry..."
The golden light flashed, and then, Wu Yu shattered into countless light spots just like when he appeared.
The bone-deep wound disappeared on Jie Yuchen's neck, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and catch the star-like light spot.
But in the next second, the white light like stars disappeared into the void. After the light passed, the golden light went out, and the entire space fell into darkness.
"Little Sun...isn't he dead?" Fatty Wang broke the silence with a trembling voice.
As his voice sounded, the flashlights that had gone out flickered twice, and the lights that had gone dark at some point lit up again.
Under the light of the flashlight, Jie Yuchen slowly stood up from the ground. He glanced coldly at Heixiazi and Zhang Qiling.
Turned around and left.
"He won't die..." Wuxie wiped the tears on his face carelessly, pulled up Fatty Wang and followed Xie Yuchen.
On the altar, only Zhang Qiling and Heixiazi were left kneeling on the empty altar. They were swallowed by the darkness.
"People...should not be greedy..."
"Um…"
The black blind man hugged himself tightly, his whole body was trembling.
Zhang Qiling raised his hands to cover his eyes. His veins popped out, and his whole body was full of collapse.
"How could things...change...so bad..."
Xie Wuyu died at the age of thirteen.
Chains are attached to the body, and a long knife penetrates the heart.
Death was right in front of their eyes, just one step away.
Xie Chen appeared, but his eyes were on others. Everything... was over.
Expensive time, you will know it is a disappointment only after you have failed it.
His sun sets again.
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Time passes, six months later.
At the gate of Xie's house, which was deathly silent, even the warm autumn sun seemed to be unable to warm up the silence of Xie's house.
Xie Yuchen was so bored that he didn't want to go to work in the company today. He just wanted to find a place to relax, so he turned down the company meeting and walked aimlessly around the entire mansion alone.
There was no one on this road. He lowered his eyes in disgust. The scene where he and Wu Yu, the little bean cub, were walking after dinner always appeared in his mind. He kept chattering with his little mouth. He was not eating like this with his hands. That's how I eat, but I still can't close my mouth, take a bite, and say a few words.
Jie Yuchen blinked gently, forcing the sourness back into his eyes. He didn't want to admit that the man left and he missed him.
Perhaps overloaded thoughts can cause hallucinations. Jie Yuchen seemed to hear the boy calling him in the surging memories.
"Little flower..."
Jie Yuchen didn't look back or even stopped. He was fed up with the heartbreaking loss every time he looked back and saw the empty place behind him.
It was an unforgivable torture.
Even Jie Yuchen thinks that he is not guilty.
"Hey! Brother Xiaohua, don't leave!"
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———[Volume 1. End]
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——The author has something to say [Hey, maybe the prequel and follow-up will be published in separate volumes, or maybe they will be published in volume two.
But how can I put it, I actually think that this ending is the most suitable ending for the story, so I want to stay here, but such an ending is so cruel to Xiaohua, I am still torn whether to write it or not...
The little brother and the black blind man looked at Wu Yu under Xie Chen's halo, but the little sun that abandoned Xie Chen's halo was a very good person in itself.
In other words, his background has never changed, he has always been who he is, and the bright light he emits attracts others. Whether his name is Xie Chen or Xie Wuyu, it is his name that is engraved in his soul. appearance.
It's just that the little brother and the blind man are trapped in their own memories, stubbornly believing that only Xie Chen who has that memory from the past is their "Xie Chen".
In this entanglement, the most innocent and emotionally hurt person was Xiaohua, followed by Fatty Wang, and then Wuxie. 】
