Died at the age of 17

From her and him to him and him.

Vulkan woke up heavily, feeling a hangover-like drowsiness.He was a little surprised, because he rarely felt such intoxication.He sat up, looked at the messy traces in front of him, looked at the crumpled sheets, he knew what happened after the fact.

He looked at him who was sleeping beside him.Xia Musha still didn't wake up.A sickly flush appeared on his pale face.Xia Musha lost a lot of weight, her ribs were protruding under her clothes.Vulkan lowered his head and approached Xia Musha, and gently touched Xia Musha's forehead with his warm lips, and he felt a burst of heat.

Chamiu's sofa burned.He was already physically weak, and it was no wonder he didn't have a fever after soaking in the icy river for a night.His exhaled breath was filled with a sticky damp heat.He opened his eyes, but his consciousness was hazy.He couldn't remember who the person sitting in front of him was, he only remembered that the person was extremely gentle.

He couldn't remember who he was anymore, but he was so greedy for that kind of warmth, he burrowed into that person's warm embrace, leaning against his thin chest.Hearing the beating from the depths of his chest, he felt extremely at ease.

The man had blond hair that was as bright as the sun, and blue eyes that were as deep as a deep pool.His hair floated on his face like a veil, and his eyes flowed quietly in his heart like water.Just like a dream, and that person is an angel in a dream, he would rather never wake up.

All the cold attitudes and hard barriers that Vulcan had prepared turned into warm embraces under Xia Musha's weak and clingy posture.It was a rare good time in his life.It feels so good to be attached and trusted.

He didn't speak or resist, and let Xia Musha hold her.Seeing Xia Musha nestled in his arms, like a very weak kitten.Show everything in front of yourself with a defenseless attitude.He didn't feel bored at all, he used his fingers to brush up the boy's curly hair, the boy's hair grew longer and longer, reaching to his waist.He poked the boy's plump cheeks with his round nails, watching the blush on the boy's face.

He often holds a small spoon and feeds water into the boy's mouth spoon by spoon.Sometimes when the boy was unconscious, he would pile food on the spoon, pat the boy's face, and watch the boy eat.

He spent the whole winter in Xia Musha's room.There was a never-ending plentiful coal fire burning in the room, and it was always lit night after night.Occasionally, he walked out of the room, holding the boy in his arms to breathe the cold and fresh air.

In this way, the lovers fight against the cruel and merciless winter with a gesture of mutual dependence.They walked through the cold wind and cold spring, and ushered in another year of singing birds and fragrant flowers.Xia Musha was ill for a long time, and he spent the whole winter in a state of half consciousness and half coma.

It's just that the lovers indulging in happiness have forgotten one person, Xia Musha's sister and Vulcan's fiancée.Emily's body is getting plump day by day, and her belly is gradually revealed, bulging high.She didn't speak, just watched her unmarried husband and little brother through the curtain.She looked down at her swollen belly with a loving, happy smile on her face.But when she looked up at them, her face was full of viciousness and resentment.

It is the warm breath blown by the spring breeze, which untied the ice in the deep winter.The spring rain is like oil, and everything is stunned.The spring breeze caresses the window lattice like a gauze, and blows on the lover's face.

Xia Mousha woke up early in the morning.It's just that the madness suppressed in his flesh and blood also woke up along with him.He felt that his world was clouded again, and he felt a bottomless despair.

He saw Vulcan's face, his sleeping face was extremely soft.The transparent liquid flowed down Xia Musha's eye sockets, dripped on the bed, and wet the snow-white sheets.He felt that he was sorry for him, sorry for his kindness, sorry for his love, and sorry for everyone.

Vulcan also woke up, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw the crystal tears on Xia Mousha's face, like the morning dew shining on the grass stalks.He leaned over, caressing Xia Musha's face with his warm lips, licking his warm tears, feeling the faint saltiness in the tears, as calm as sea water.

Xia Musha was stunned, and when tears welled up, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.Like a flash in the pan, like dew disappears.

Vulcan put on the clothes that Xia Musha had when he came, his slender fingers brushed over Xia Musha's soft and moist body, and gently fastened the wooden buttons.But he always felt that this was too simple, as if something was missing.

He opened the wooden box next to the bed, and could still smell the faint fragrance of wood.He took out a pair of pearl cuffs and pinned them to Chamusa's cuffs.Those cufflinks are his memories of him.It was made together when they were in Paris.Although it is not precious, it is also a promise he made to Charlotte with all his strength.

The only thing missing is the pair of pearl cufflinks.There is also a youthful smile that is as clear as water.It's just that the smile can no longer be seen, and the young man's clear eyes are full of escape and sadness.It's really becoming more and more like his brother, so annoying.

It was dusk when they left the room.Vulkan gently held Xia Musha's hand, and Xia Musha was like a puppet that had lost its soul, letting Vulcan hold it.

When Vulcan walked out, he noticed Emily sitting at the door.Her stomach has gradually become contoured.His eyebrows raised slightly, and he just thought that he had lost another trouble.But he never thought that this child was his, nor could he imagine how much trouble this child would cause him in the future.

Growing up in a fragmented family environment, he hated his irresponsible father and his insensitive mother since he was a child.He will never allow his own sinful blood to multiply in the world.He thinks that he can't provide an ideal living environment for his children, and he would rather kill the root cause in the cradle.

On the old street deep in the entertainment field, there is an old shop.Fashion always seems to catch up with the tide of the sea, the old and the new alternate like a change of owner, but this point has never been out of date.

No one can tell the boss's age, they can only see the boss's gorgeous skirt and his exquisite makeup.No one knows what this store is selling on this bustling street, just like no one knows the true identities of the mysterious customers who come in and out of the store.

It is also very ordinary to say that this store sells wine and memories.

It was not too late, so not many guests came here.Vulkan sat on the bar holding Xia Musha's hand.Vulkan propped his chin and stared at the delicate face of the boss. 'Two glasses of absinthe. 'Vulkan's voice is like a nocturne on a bell.

The boss turned his head and stared into Vulkan's eyes, his delicate lips were slightly raised, charming and moving'Absinthe is the eyes of a poet.You don't write poetry anymore, right?" The boss has been hiding it very well, but in the end he was exposed by his hoarse voice. He is a man, and this is the secret under his gorgeous dress.

Vulkan nodded, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was not angry because of it.

Everyone has their own secrets, everyone has their own past.But when Vulkan entered here by mistake for the first time, he was attracted by the strange beauty here, and he made up his mind to bring his sweetheart here.It's just a pity that Charlotte didn't have the opportunity to come here, and their fate broke an irreparable rift.

The glass quilt is filled with liquid as blue as sea water.Unlike the cloudy liquid seen elsewhere, this is absinthe in its purest form, without diluting any liquid.Like pure azure sapphire without impurities, liquid glass in poetry.

"He is the sweetheart you said" The boss stared at Vulcan. He hadn't been here for ten years, and there was a delay of ten years.The boss also heard all kinds of stories from the guests one after another.

Vulcan didn't answer in a hurry, but took a sip from the wine glass, letting the ice-blue liquid pour into his throat.He drank slowly, and the transparent wine glass bottomed out.Everything that really existed in front of him gradually turned into an illusion, and all kinds of bleak times in the past flashed before his eyes, and he finally endured until large clusters of tulips bloomed under his feet.He indulged the sinking of his consciousness, and his smile was pure and clear.

He nodded.It's just that the lover ten years ago is no longer the lover around me.He used to think that he would see every scene of life with him, but now it's just wishful thinking.Deep emotions surged in his clear eyes, and the mist gradually rose up.

The boss handed another glass of wine and put it in Xia Musha's hand. Xia Musha took the glass, with fearful eyes and curiosity at the same time.The boss looked at his expression and couldn't help laughing, "Take a sip, it's all right." '

Xia Musha took a sip from the cup, the liquid in the cup had a faint bitter taste.He just took a sip.He felt a dark desire revive in his bones, and he fell into a fearless intoxication and madness.

He saw his father's knife piercing his mother's body, and the bright red blood bloomed into snow-white flowers.He saw himself holding the sharp knife and slashing his father's throat.There is no distinction between reality and illusion, and what you see before your eyes is a deep red.