Died at the age of 17

He stood up, lifted the cloth on his legs, stood up on the stool, stood on the table, and walked towards Vulkan step by step.

The corner of his mouth was deeply curved, and he had already fallen into a kind of extreme joy and madness.He laughed, laughed aloud, as if he was walking on a path full of flowers in the country.He was trapped in the illusion he had created for himself, where Vulcan loved him.

There was a ripple in Vulkan's blue eyes, and his brows furrowed.But soon he was relieved, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a kind of gentle playfulness in that smile.He put down the tableware, propped his chin up on his slender fingers, and stared at Xia Musha.

Xia Musha is obviously crazy, and what he has done has gone beyond the scope of daily behavior.Vulcan didn't care, what he cared about was only this person himself.His eyes are detached and compassionate, and he has infinite compassion for the person in front of him, but there is nothing he can do.

Emily took a breath and hurriedly covered her mouth with a handkerchief.She looked at her brother who behaved extremely weirdly and abnormally, and Vulkan who was watching coldly. She couldn't speak, but the smile on her face gradually turned cold.When it comes to love, she has her own plans.It's just that this collapsed and frantically developing reality seems to be urging her to speed up.

Xia Musha stepped on the bone china plate, making a crisp and piercing sound.His steps are firm and persistent, and his smile is crazy but joyful.He fell into an ecstasy of extreme self-pleasure.Yes, people always regard the state of being close to innocence as madness.It's not bad to say that it is simple.He is like a knight who resolutely guards the princess, with no distractions and only one heart to move forward.

He stood in front of Vulkan, bright jam sticking to his feet.He held out his hand, but it was empty, his face flushed, and he felt bewildered like a flustered child.It's just that the smile on his face is still very sunny.

He bent down, squatted in front of Vulkan, and stretched out his hand, as if making an invitation.His messy hair curled around his eyes, framing his soft silhouette.His eyes were pure and clear like glass beads as transparent as water.He looked so clean and spotless.People always like simple things, because the clear lake water can wash away sins and reflect the reflection of the world.

Vulcan stretched out his cold hand to hold the piece of warmth that belonged to Xia Musha, and he held it tightly, as if he would never let go.This feeling is extremely charming, like returning to the age of 17, and experiencing an unforgettable first love without reservation and dedication.

Xia Musha took Vulkan's hand and gently tried to pull him up.Vulkan smiled, propped the corner of the table and stood beside Xia Musha.It seems that the two of them are enough to face the whole world.

They walked to the middle of the long table, and Xia Musha hugged Vulcan's waist.Their faces were so close, their hot breath sprayed on each other's faces.They looked into each other's eyes, looking for themselves in each other's pupils.

Vulkan's long golden hair hung loose behind him, exuding a dazzling golden luster like scales, flowing gently in his dim eyes like water, as if the shadows had been taken away, leaving only bright and clean.He smiled, and his smile was so charming that it tempted people to commit crimes for him.

It's also good to play childish emotional games with the little boy, just like when Charlotte fell in love with her.Maybe I was so innocent and stupid back then.

Xia Musha just stood, and just standing was enough to make him intoxicated.A lover is like mead, sweet and viscous, and the mere sight of it is enough to intoxicate him.

In just an instant, falling from heaven to hell, he saw his lover being killed, and he saw blood gushing out from his lover's body.His belly was ripped open in front of him, his almost perfect cheeks were wet with blood, and the body of his lover gradually cooled down in his arms.But he couldn't do anything, he was stunned and looked at the bloody knife in his hand.He was crying, but an uncontrollable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Tears streamed down the corners of his eyes, and he knelt down slowly with his arms clasped.Like a bewildered child.

It's all like stepping away from everyday stage play.It would horrify anyone living a normal life.It's just that there are no normal people here, only three lunatics here.Three lunatics sunk in love so they won't care.

Vulcan squatted down and stood in front of Xia Musha with his knees hugged. He gently opened Xia Musha's hand, comforting him gently as if comforting a child.He moved closer to Xia Musha's fiery face, his cold lips moved on Xia Musha's face, and finally landed on his lips lightly, giving him a soft kiss.

With just this light touch, the lips quickly left.His cold fingers touched Xia Musha's forehead, feeling the warmth of his forehead.There is gentle tenderness between his lips and teeth. ' he whispered softly.

Xia Musha's emotions are like riding a roller coaster, upside down in extreme ecstasy and extreme ecstasy.Feeling as if you had gained the whole world effortlessly and lost it in an instant.In fact, there is no such thing as the whole world, the whole world is nothing but him.

Sorrow and joy are like streamers inverting confusing colors in front of the eyes, spinning, entangled, condensing into a mass of thick black, and disappearing in the eyes.He felt the thread holding him snap, and he fell into the air irresistibly.

Vulkan supported him, his cold fingers landed on Xia Musha's waist.The slender and bony fingers glowed with a deathly silent white light. Under his dark blue blood, sins flowed slowly, becoming the fuel for the eternal burning of the fire of life, bursting out with the power of infinite love and passion.

His hand slid down to the warm groove under Xia Musha's knee, and then hugged Xia Musha.The smile on the corner of his lips was faint, but behind the cruel desolation, there was a kind of warmth and flourishing.He hugged Xia Musha, and Xia Musha curled up in his arms like a tired child. He walked slowly but steadily.

He likes the feeling of carrying and bearing for a person who voluntarily gives everything to himself.A kind of thorough tolerance and reconciliation deep in the soul, the two lonely souls have been integrated into everything since then, regardless of you and me, and depend on each other for life.

Xia Musha couldn't sleep, his sleepiness was brutally deprived.His nerves were fragile and sensitive, just like the tightened strings on a harp, a slight touch would produce violent tremors, brutally crushing his spirit.A sickly bruise appeared under his eye sockets, and his lips lost their color, withered and pale.

However, even so, he was still haunted by nightmares.His consciousness was filthy and chaotic, but the cold dream did not intend to let him go.Like a poisonous snake with a black background, it entangled him tightly.He couldn't breathe, he was suffocating.He felt that he would die in obscurity in the eternal night where he would never see the morning again.He is not afraid of death, it is fine if death is liberation.He is afraid of living, he is afraid of eternal night and boundless despair.

He walked barefoot in the barren world, and the bright red blood stained the dark green thorns on the ground.As if he couldn't feel the pain, he walked forward step by step.Sometimes he had to run with great strides to escape the pursuit of wild animals.It's just that no matter where he goes or when he stops, his past and future are all a dark night.The sound of the surrounding wind and the howling and howling of wild beasts were like the eardrums about to be punctured, tearing his heart apart.He was at a loss, and he ran in a hurry.He can't see hope, he can't see the future, he just walks, like a lonely boat in the vast sea with nowhere to anchor.

He stepped out of the bed on tiptoe, and he looked blankly at the only closed place in the spacious space.There is a wardrobe not far from him.As if he had been guided by mystery, he walked towards the closet, and he felt a rare peace.Just like believers are walking on the road of pilgrimage, getting closer and closer to God.

The wardrobe was huge and awkward, standing motionless on the ground as if it had grown on the ground.The flashy patterns and the eerie damp breath are like a coffin.

Xia Musha walked over quietly, carefully opened the door of the closet, then got in, curled up in the corner of the closet.The complicated cloth wrapped him layer by layer, like some kind of hard shell.There was the sound of heavy breathing in the darkness, and in the depths of the wardrobe, a hard cocoon surged like life.

The wind cannot blow in, and the air in the closet is thin.It's just that this place looks like a paradise to Xia Musha. These days, he has never felt that his breathing is so smooth.He once again had the initiative in life, he felt that the complicated voices were cut off from his ears, and he had a peaceful world of his own.

He curls up, rolling himself into a ball, downplaying his humble existence.He felt his own life fading and dying away, and he became one with the darkness, with the lifeless world.He felt absolutely safe, with all dangers shut out.

He fell into a deep sleep, and he didn't know how long he slept, the years in the closet passed away quietly day and night.He slept deeply, and he hadn't slept like this for a long time.He wanted to sleep like this until he died. Even if he couldn't have sweet dreams, he wouldn't be surrounded by nightmares.

It's just that all good escapes are nothing but his good imagination, no one can escape fate, even a short escape will eventually return to the right track.God's millstone grinds slowly, but grinds very finely.

He did not sleep long, and his peaceful sleep ceased that evening.A pair of cold hands opened the cabinet door, tore the safety net woven by darkness, and tore the hard-won peace.Bring him back to the cruel and hopeless reality.

Vulkan's face was gloomy, and his anxious emotions piled up into anger, pointing directly at Xia Musha.When Vulkan pushed the door and came in, he couldn't see Xia Musha. God knew how anxious and angry he was.

He watched the sealed windows being blown away by the wind, he watched the downstairs was empty, and he felt that the person who said he would love him forever had betrayed him.His cold heart ignited the fiery anger of Liaoyuan.There was a cold and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. It didn't look like a smile any more, but it looked like an extreme emotional catharsis.