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"He's gone," the woman's voice was hoarse, revealing a suffocating sadness, "in the early morning. It hurts, it hurts, but he is determined not to take painkillers, so he can realize that he is really This world existed."

Lu Xuyi's throat was a little congested, his eye sockets were swollen, and he asked in a vague voice, "Did he... say anything when he left?"

This sentence seemed to turn on a switch that made the woman laugh. She covered her red lips showing her white teeth and laughed openly.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Her laughter was loud and sharp, with a kind of oppression piercing the sky.

She should be happy, otherwise why would she laugh?But why was Lu Xuyi so sad when he heard this laughter?

After the loud laughter, there were bitter and bitter tears, and a blunt weapon slid across the heart, the blood flowed continuously and merged into a meandering river of blood.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha..." Her laughter continued, and she smiled, only to see two lines of tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes.

The woman seemed tired of laughing, she stopped, her voice was hoarse than before: "He said, don't tell you."

The lowered eyes slowly lifted up, and only then did Lu Xuyi see the sparkle in the woman's eyes.

"you say,"

The blurred face of the woman began to become clear, and it turned out to be Mu Qing.

"Why didn't Yanchen let me tell you?"

Lu Xuyi shook his head. He didn't like Mu Qing, and he never liked her. When he saw her, he felt a tightness in his chest.This time is no exception, and there is a tendency to aggravate.

Regardless of the tears on his face, Mu Qing's eyes became more hollow: "He said, tell you, you will be sad."

Lu Xuyi took a step back and shook his head slowly.He didn't know why he shook his head, but he knew what Mu Qing said was wrong.But what is wrong?But Lu Xuyi couldn't remember anything.

"No..." Lu Xuyi murmured.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qing approached slowly and paused every word: "What's wrong? But that's what Yan Chen said! He said, he was afraid you would be sad!"

"No." Lu Xuyi shook his head, he was very firm in his thoughts, but why was he so flustered at this moment?

Mu Qing sneered: "Not right? What's wrong? Don't you want to admit that Yan Chen is dead?"

"He's not dead!" Lu Xuyi said loudly.

"He's dead!" Mu Qing approached slowly again. At this moment, Lu Xuyi had no way out and could only let Mu Qing approach.

"He's dead." Mu Qing smiled ferociously, "Yan Chen is dead! He died before you knew it! He died of leukemia!"

"No...you're not right!" Lu Xuyi's eyes dodged, he knew what Mu Qing said was wrong, but he didn't know what evidence he would use to prove it.

"Dead! He's dead!" Mu Qing grabbed Lu Xuyi by the collar, stared at Lu Xuyi viciously, and said, "Dead! He's dead! I watched him die!"

Lu Xuyi shook his head with difficulty, and he didn't know when the tears couldn't stop, he trembled all over and said, "No... no, Yan Chen is not dead!"

These words seemed to trigger a certain organ, and Lu Xuyi began to struggle violently, but the more he struggled, the tighter Mu Qing held onto his collar, so tight that he couldn't breathe.

"He's not dead! Yan Chen... is not dead!" Even so, Lu Xuyi still didn't give up.Yan Chen is not dead, why does Mu Qing say that he is dead?

"No...you're not right! He didn't! He...he didn't..."

"Xiao Yi!"

"Xiaoyi! Xiaoyi! What's wrong with you? Xiaoyi, it's me! Open your eyes and see, it's me!"

"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Xiao Yi?"

A familiar call came from the haze, Lu Xuyi searched for the voice, and opened his hazy eyes.His vision gradually became clear, and Yan Chen's familiar face appeared in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Yan Chen was a little helpless, his eyes were full of distress, and he brushed the corners of Lu Xuyi's hot and humid eyes with calloused fingertips.

At this moment, Lu Xuyi's mind became clearer, and after looking around for a week, he realized that he was lying on the bed at home.The hour hand on the bedside pointed to three o'clock in the morning, and the lights in the room were bright, which must have been turned on by Yan Chen.Lu Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief, and covered his red and swollen eyes in embarrassment.

"What's the matter, this is?" Yan Chen stretched out his hand to hug him, and gently patted Lu Xuyi's trembling back.

Lu Xuyi let his forehead rest against the warm and steady embrace, and wiped away the unfinished tears from the corners of his eyes.After a long time, he whispered: "I... I dreamed that you died..."

After Lu Xuyi finished speaking, his body began to tremble uncontrollably again.

Yan Chen felt a pain in his chest, and continued to tighten his arms, wishing to rub him to the bone.

"Fool," Yan Chen took Lu Xuyi's face out of his arms, kissed heavily on the forehead, smacked his lips, as if the kiss wasn't enough, he simply kissed the left and right cheeks and the tip of the nose, and then said: " I'll sleep next to you!"

"It's all over, I will never leave you again, didn't I promise you?" Yan Chen rubbed Lu Xuyi's soft hair, and hugged him again.

"It's been half a year since I had the operation, and I haven't had any rejection after the operation. At your request, I stayed in the hospital for half a year before I was discharged. You stay with me every day and sleep together at night. You touch, Yan Chen took Lu Xuyi's right hand and placed it on his left chest.

"It's jumping." Yan Chen said with a smile.

There were strong and powerful beatings from the lower chest of the right hand, implying a fresh life and also representing the continuation of Yan Chen's life.

Lu Xuyi's bewildered eyes became firmer, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised, greedily put his ear to Yan Chen's chest, listening to the beating in his chest.

"It's so nice!" Lu Xuyi laughed.

Yan Chen's heart melted, and his eyes became more gentle.

"Go to sleep, Xiao Yi." The hand on the back began to pat regularly, like the melody of coaxing a baby to sleep.Not long after, Lu Xuyi's breathing began to take a long time.

Yan Chen lightly kissed Lu Xuyi's smooth forehead again, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Good night, Xiaoyi."

With a "snap", the lights in the room went out again.The wind in June, with less heat, slipped in through the window, with the fragrance of gardenias, warming the sweet dreams of the two.