Died at the age of 17

There was a thunderclap in the hearts of the unconscious lovers, God's condemnation of their profligate love.The neon lights and shadows that blurred the entire world were falling from the rain, and black liquid gushed out from the ground, rushing in the streets and alleys, flowing unscrupulously.The rain did not stop, and the thunder did not stop, like a fast and crazy dance.

Xia Musha drank a lot of wine, he had never drunk so much wine.Under the light, his face was pale, but his eyes were confused and crazy.He dragged Vulcan into the rain.He must have been crazy at that moment.But the icy rain still couldn't wake him up, instead it ignited a spark like the wind and started a prairie fire.

He pulled Vulcan around in the rain.For a moment, how much he wanted to get rid of the poison called Vulcan and get back on track.It's just that the poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, melted into the blood, and permeated life.became the meaning of life.

His hands tightened violently, holding Vulkan in his arms.The rain fell, the thunder and lightning flashed, and the tango was played with a warm rhythm.The sky in the west is dawning, illuminating the bewildered and crazy faces of the lovers.The rain knocked down Xia Musha's hair, and also knocked off the unpleasant fragrance on his body.His eyes seemed to regain clarity in an instant.It is a lucid delirium, more deadly than senseless indulgence.

How sad it is to be drunk in sobriety

Their love is more like tango.Dancing on knives with defense and hatred, kissing through glass, embracing through walls.They are tempting, dodging, you come and go, but they can never have each other.

They jumped up.Vulcan is like a dark vine with gorgeous flowers, tightly twining Xia Musha, absorbing his nutrients unscrupulously.Xia Musha did not dodge either, he held Vulkan's hand, and it fell between his hip bones, then slipped down, tightly holding his waist.

Their toes staggered and stepped on the water.They have such a tacit understanding. Even if they can't see each other, they are still familiar with each other's body, mind, and every move.They know the appearance of each neuron of the other party, the blood concentration of the other party, and everything about the other party.

The toes made a circle in the water, and then touched Vulkan's feet.He embraced Vulcan, hugged him tightly, lowered his head, and kissed his lips.The kiss was hot and burning.At the moment of separation, Xia Musha smelled the smell of blood on his lips and teeth.

At that moment, a dark desire awoke in his mind.If at this moment, he is holding a knife in his hand.He wanted to stab his lover in the heart and kill himself.Only in this way can he be with his lover forever.

He saw bright red blood gushing out of Vulkan's pale face, oozing from the corner of his lips, soaking through the entire pale scroll.

Vulcan laughed, but the smile on his mouth was cold and cruel.He watched his boy gradually fall into madness because of him, and he watched the innocent boy be destroyed little by little in his hands.It was he who gave him hope and then took it away.He became everything to the boy, and became the god of the boy.

He awoke from a state of bewilderment and madness.He saw his lover's blood-stained lips, and looked at his lover's bruised arm.He froze for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, this was the injury he gave to his lover.

He let go of the arm he was still holding in embarrassment.Look at Vulkan.There was no resentment in Vulkan's eyes, only indifference.Unfamiliar indifference.Rejecting people thousands of miles away, as if never wanting to get acquainted with him.He wanted to come back and face everything, he loves him, he hates him, it doesn't matter, he can accept everything, the only thing he can't accept is turning a blind eye like this.

"You're crazy enough, I can go." Vulcan looked at Xia Musha coldly, the corner of his mouth curled into an inaudible arc, his azure blue eyes shone in the darkness, but there was no one there. aware.

'I send you. ' His voice was very soft, knocked down by the rain and shattered all over the ground. 'sorry. 'This is his sorry sentence.The beauty of Vulcan makes everyone crazy for him, and he will not hesitate to destroy everything for him.Even at the expense of destroying him, just to be with him forever.

Vulkan shook his head and smiled ironically.Turned around and walked away.

Xia Musha stood alone in the rain, like a homeless child.It is not that he has no fixed place, but that he has lost his soul.He has a home, but he can never go back.Children without a home can only wander around, die in a foreign land, and have no one to restrain their souls.In fact, our whole life, our love, and our reproduction are all just to prove our existence and to prove that we have a home.We have worked hard and wasted our lives on this.

The wheels rolled over the mud and splashed water.A familiar carriage stopped in front of Xia Musha.

Mrs. Lawrence laughed like a chime ringing in her smile, "Get in the car. ' She once again invited Xia Mousha to sit in her car.She has always liked this kind boy very much, after all, she has seen such a pure and sincere soul very often in this huge Paris.

It's just that everyone who is familiar with Charlotte will find that Xia Musha has started to walk on the road his brother used to walk.He has lost himself, his dark eyes, bleak smile, exquisite and haggard appearance, no different from his brother's in the past.It's just that he's still different, he's like a burning charcoal fire being poured with cold water, but under the calm appearance, his emotions are turbulent.

Mrs. Lawrence smiled and looked at Xia Mousha, who had blurred eyes, and stretched out her hand to lead him into the car.She gently combed Xia Musha's hair along the traces of the water, and then she took Xia Musha's head to rest on her lap.

Xia Musha trembled a bit, and then lay her pillow on Mrs. Lawrence's lap.He lost his mother when he was very young, and this warm touch on the lap reminded him of his mother.Whenever in the dark night, in his mother's arms, he felt extremely at ease.He likes the warm and warm fragrance of his mother.

The water on Xia Musha's head wet Mrs. Lawrence's gorgeous skirt, but she didn't seem to mind, and still gently stroked Xia Musha's soft long hair.Her eyes were as soft as water, she lowered her head and softly sang the unnamed old ballad.

The faint singing voice drifted away with the wind, drifting towards the past years.Warm memories of warm yellow, turned around but was torn apart by bright red blood.Xia Musha trembled, tears streaming down her face.He remembered something long forgotten, his bloody memories had long been abandoned along with his childhood.

Emily was also stunned, raised her head, and stared at Mrs. Lawrence.It was the song their mother used to lull them to sleep.

That little bit of warmth belongs to the remaining warmth of home, and it is the last thought of the two of them for home.

Xia Musha curled up in Mrs. Lawrence's arms, while Emily peeked through the crack of the door holding the bear doll.There was a malicious smile on her face that didn't belong to her age.Mom has always favored his little brother, because he looks the most like her among the three of them.

The lights flickered for a while and then came back on again. Mrs. Lawrence coughed twice in a low voice.Emily froze, and closed the door lightly.

'Emily, come in when you're here. 'In fact, when Vulkan was in her room, she noticed the little peeping person in front of her.She just secretly felt it was funny, but didn't tell the truth.

'You don't like him. '

Emily froze, but couldn't excuse her refusal.Now that Mrs. Laurence saw the truth, she had no choice but to admit it.An older brother of the same age, and all maternal love is given to him. It is undeniable that he loves himself very much, but in Emily's eyes, this is just a way to show off.

'You will always love him. 'Here he refers to Vulkan.Yes, Emily will always love Vulcan, he is the only beauty in her bleak world.

'What would you do if he kept robbing you of him. '

Emily lowered her head, her eyes were cold, but her voice was extremely excited, 'I will kill him. 'The sins that belonged to the family from generation to generation never let her go.A dark desire sprouted in her young heart.

Mrs. Lawrence smiled, as if hearing some unbelievable joke 'Come on, now. 'She stretched out her elegant and slender hand, gently stroking Xia Musha's neck.Fiery life surges through the arteries.Such a young life is probably envied by everyone.

Emily raised her head and looked at Mrs. Lawrence blankly, the hatred in her eyes disappeared in an instant.She stepped forward and knelt beside Mrs Laurence.Mrs. Laurence stroked her long hair lightly, thoughtfully.

It's not like she didn't feel the madam's kindness to her.Now stripped of the mother-daughter relationship, the fiery desire is exposed to the sun and becomes fragile and barren.

Mrs. Lawrence sometimes wondered whether she had gone too far with such vague love.She couldn't articulate her feelings for Emily.She saw her sister who died unexpectedly in Emily.The two sat together thinking about the future, and at the same time had a dispute over a piece of candy.What a beautiful feeling.It's just that she couldn't escape the ultimate fate. The people she loved left her life one by one, her husband died of illness, and her sister died young.Since then, her future has been gloomy, and she can only spend the rest of her life on alcohol.

Until she met Emily, that lonely and cruel little beast, with the filth of a grown woman curled up in her young body.It's just that she is always pure in her eyes.She fell in love with her the first time she saw her.She realizes that she cannot choose her destiny, but she can choose love.She gave Emily everything she could, but Emily's eyes were completely fixed on Vulkan.

She doesn't blame him, because he is too dazzling.She doesn't blame her, every girl has hope for the future.

Emily raised her head and gently hooked Mrs. Lawrence's neck.Rose-like lips touched Mrs. Lawrence's pale and cold lips. It was an extremely pure kiss without any desire.Like a kiss from a daughter to her mother.

To Emily, Mrs. Lawrence is a mixture of complex female identities, part mother, part governess, part...