Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

For the first time in his life, Zhou Fanyun thought that he was blind.

The last time he asked Zhou Jiangyan if he could give Li Jianming a drink from the spiritual spring, Zhou Jiangyan told him to drink some himself, as it would be good for him.

After that, Zhou Fanyun’s myopia was completely cured. Even because of his enhanced physique with superpowers, his eyesight is different from ordinary people, and he has a strong ability to see objects.

But now, what he thinks about is that it would be better if he was still short-sighted. He knows that escaping reality cannot solve the problem, but when people face something they cannot accept, isn't their first reaction always to escape?

The voice in the headset shouted, but Zhou Fanyun ignored it at all.

The fire had already risen, and the firelight shone on Zhou Jiangyan's face. The warm blush added a bit of softness to his stern face.

Glancing at the sea of ​​fire again, Zhou Jiangyan bent down and hugged Qi Zhou into his arms. Qi Zhou leaned motionless and followed Zhou Jiangyan's fiddle.

Putting his arms around Qi Zhou's waist, Zhou Jiangyan straightened his waist and hugged Qi Zhou. He stared at Qi Zhou's face for a while, then smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Because of this kiss, Qi Zhou, who had lost his breath, suddenly opened his eyes. Blue light and purple light flowed through his eyes respectively, and they flashed away, and he suddenly smiled.

Qi Zhou hugged Zhou Jiangyan's waist, leaned forward and kissed Zhou Jiangyan's lips.

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Separated by a city wall, Zhou Fanyun felt that there was a deep gap in the hearts of him and Zhou Jiangyan. It was even harder to cross than this wall, something he had never known before.

The fire was bright, and he could clearly see the tenderness and indulgence on Zhou Jiangyan's face. Although Qi Zhou’s face cannot be seen, I guess he must be very happy, right?

I can't tell what it feels like.

Zhou Fanyun's hands and feet were cold and his brain was a mess. But it felt like there was an awl inserted into his trachea, which was painful to the point of suffocation.

He suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand Zhou Jiangyan at all, and he didn't even know why he liked him. I know nothing about his life, but I never ask about it.

He just fell in love with a stranger.

Behind the seeming intimacy, there is so much emptiness. Like a moth-eaten tree, it appears to be full of vitality, but is actually fragile and vulnerable.

Zhou Fanyun was in a mess, and he unknowingly picked up the gun. As if his body had a mind of its own, the dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at Qi Zhou's back from a distance.

He knew that the range of this gun was not far, and doing so would alert the enemy, but Zhou Fanyun still fired. He pulled the trigger and the bullet fired.

The effective range of the pss is 50 meters, which is not enough to hit the corners of the outer city wall. But the facts seemed to deviate from Zhou Fanyun's thoughts.

The bullet hit Qi Zhou's back accurately.

The bullet pierced Qi Zhou's back and entered Qi Zhou's body. Qi Zhou's body was shaken. He fell forward due to the momentum of the bullet, and his whole body crashed into Zhou Jiangyan's arms.

Zhou Jiangyan was hit by Qi Zhou, his center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and he fell backwards following the force. But behind him is an abyss and a sea of ​​​​fire.

With a stagger in their steps, the two of them hugged each other and fell off the city wall. Like moths rushing to the flame, they both fell into the sea of ​​fire.

There was a faint white smoke coming from the muzzle of the gun, and flames were burning in Zhou Fanyun's eyes. He watched helplessly as his lover fell into the sea of ​​fire, pushed by him himself.

The two falling bodies embraced each other, their snow-white clothes flying. The black shadow fell deeper and deeper into the flames until it disappeared.

The fire was still burning, filling the sky with smoke and burning everything. Time passed little by little, and amid the sound of hunting fire, dawn broke.

A flash of bright color suppressed the brilliance of the sea of ​​fire.

The sun slowly rose and finally hung in the sky.

Dawn comes and the sun rises.