After dressing up as a cub, cute and turn the world

Huo Biao still clearly remembers the scene on the day Tang Haochu left.

When the ambulance arrived, the sky was already dawn, and the rising sun was particularly good. The golden light shone down and shone on everyone on the land, including Tang Haochu.But his body temperature had begun to turn cold, and those beautiful eyes were closed forever.

The medical staff who arrived in a hurry immediately concluded that the injured had died, but Huo Biao was unwilling to accept this reality and just let them continue to rescue.Fortunately, this is the main road, and the nearest hospital is not far away. The medical staff carefully removed the steel bars from Tang Haochu's body, and quickly sent him to the hospital.The doctor's judgment was exactly the same as that of the emergency personnel: "The patient has no breathing and heartbeat."

For Huo Biao, every death sentence is equivalent to a death sentence, as if his whole body was cut into pieces.The bitterly suppressed emotions finally broke out, and he grabbed the doctor's collar tightly, screaming for the doctor to save him.

He was in a crazy state, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos. Everyone present came to pull him. The doctor even received a punch in the chaos, and couldn't help but shouted: "The patient has passed away! Please wake up the family members!"

But Huo Biao couldn't wake up. The moment he lost his sweetheart, he couldn't wake up again. The whole world was completely changed, and it was no longer what it used to be.

He hugged Tang Haochu tremblingly, and the young man leaned against his chest quietly, looking as obedient as before, but he didn't make a sound.

He can't be cured here, he wants to take him home.

Huo Biao walked slowly and steadily for fear of bumping into the young man's wound, and feared that he would be bored, so he talked a lot along the way.

"Good boy, Haohao, don't be afraid..."

"Aren't you tired? Go to sleep. It's too noisy here. I'll take you home."

There are also bits and pieces of getting along with each other before—he has countless things to say to him every moment, and as long as the other party is willing to listen, he can talk endlessly.

Finally, he said softly: "Haohao, you promised to spend my birthday with me, and you agreed a long, long time ago, do you want to break your promise again?"

Except for the wind, no one answered.

He walked for a day like this with the lifeless young man on his back, and everyone he saw on the road thought he was crazy, but he wished he was crazy.

Huo Biao fell ill.

It even reached the point where I couldn't get up, and I was in a daze for several days in a row.For a rare moment of sobriety, he still doubts whether his Haohao is still by his side.He has known him since he was a baby and grew up with him. Although he will often be separated due to various things such as studies, he has never really been separated.No matter what he does, he will think about him, think about where he has gone, and be unhappy. The greatest luck in his life is to meet him, but he ungratefully killed him.

Huo Biao was so thin that he was only in his 30s, but he had a lot of gray hair on his head.There were a lot of things going on in the company. Sun Linlin came to report on her work. After finishing her speech, Huo Biao still maintained the same posture as before.She said the matter again very consciously, but saw that he was still sitting there with blank eyes.

All the fire and heat in Huo Biao's body seemed to be extinguished by something invisible, leaving only a mass of dead ashes, without any vitality.

Sun Linlin couldn't help thinking of Huo Biao's appearance when he talked about Tang Haochu before, his heart and eyes were full of tenderness, and there was pure joy, but now it has become a void.Looking at Huo Biao's current state, she even felt that he would not live for many years - a certain part of his body had already died along with the person he loved.

It took Huo Biao a full year to gradually get better, and then he became a complete villain. There was no softness in his heart, and there was no one or thing that could make him soft. Some companies were bankrupted by him, and some people even lost their families. He has no mercy.

He has mercy on others, who has mercy on him?Has this world ever shown him and his Haohao any mercy?

Huo Biao's hair was almost half gray, but he didn't care about it. Instead, he further ruined his body, working overtime, drinking and socializing regardless.With his hard work, the Huo family grew bigger and bigger, but no matter how much money and assets he had, they were nothing but numbers. He never dreamed of Tang Haochu, and he never even had hallucinations.

Until the day before Tang Haochu's birthday, he finally dreamed of him.

It was very cold at night in winter, and it was the first snow of the year. He dreamed that his Haohao flew back from Europe to look for him during his vacation, and because of jet lag, he slept in the morning on a small bed in his office.

It was an unusually warm afternoon, and he would never get tired of seeing him sleeping peacefully. His long eyelashes swayed with his breath, tempting him to kiss him.He walked in front of him, but he didn't dare to kiss or move rashly. After a long time, he finally stretched out his hand tremblingly, but tears fell down at the moment when he stretched out his hand.

Tears dripped onto the young man's face, his long eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.The black jade-like pupils are as clear as before, which can easily make his heart flutter.The young man who had woken up looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Huo Biao, what's the matter with you?"

Huo Biao wanted to speak, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak.In his dream, he didn't know why he was crying, he only knew that he was in so much pain that every inch of his bones and meridians felt as if cut by a knife.The young man frowned, showing a worried expression, then reached out to wipe the tears on his face, and smiled nicely at him: "Don't cry, I never blamed you."

After a pause, he said unexpectedly, "I like you too."

Really happy.

Huo Biao clearly knew that he was dreaming, and he would rather never wake up.

However, the bright eyes of the young man dimmed at this moment, the curve of the corners of his lips was obviously smiling, but it was full of indescribable strangeness, and there was even a crack like a crack appearing on the delicate eyebrows and eyes.

There are more and more cracks, and Huo Biao no longer has the strength to face the pain of loss. He knows that this is just a dream, but he can't help but panic and beg in the most humble gesture.

"Hao Hao, please don't leave, please, don't leave me..."

But the cracks on the young man's body didn't stop because of his pleading, instead they expanded more and more, and finally his whole body was completely covered with cracks, falling apart inch by inch.Unable to bear it, Huo Biao stretched out his hand tremblingly, and threw himself at the figure that was about to turn into powder.