White-eyed wolf

58.

There are generally no wolves in zoos.

The wolf is lonely and arrogant by nature, with a ruthless spirit in his bones, what he is most proud of is the arrogance that will not give in until death!

Its soul is noble and free, and would rather die than live under the control of others.

Rather than being raised, what they prefer to do is to die together!

59.

Shen Zhao didn't know how he spent these few hours.

First came the pain, as if he had died once, followed by numbness, overwhelming numbness.

He still remembered the feeling of holding Yu Yun at the end, it was limp, sticky, covered in blood, so fragile that it would break if he exerted force.

His jump was so decisive, so resolute, he never thought of letting himself survive.

Various instruments in the ICU were beeping, and Shen Zhao was sitting outside. Through the glass on the door, he could vaguely see Yu Yun who was full of tubes.

He is still alive.

But it may never wake up again.

Miracles are called miracles because they almost never happen. For many years, my mother is a living example.

Yu Yun could never come back again, and his only brother was forced to death by himself like this.

Shen Zhao curled up against the wall with his face in his hands, a man in his twenties was crying like an abandoned child.

Shen Yanru hurried over after receiving the news, seeing Shen Zhao's appearance, she was shocked: "Hey, what happened?"

Hearing the voice, Shen Zhao showed one eye from his hand, and that look became particularly sinister in an instant.

"...he is dead," Shen Zhao said lightly, and then broke down and roared, "Yu Yun will never wake up again, are you satisfied?"

Shen Yanru was too shocked to speak.

"I said... What the hell did you do?" Shen Zhao looked at Shen Yanru, covered his chest with one hand and pointed at the man lying in the ICU, "You made me hate him for so many years for nothing!"

"...You, what are you talking about?" Shen Yanru was puzzled.

"Don't you know all about it?" Shen Zhao asked softly, wiping the tears off his face, "If it wasn't for our Shen family, Yu Yun would be much happier than he is now. He would have parents who love him deeply, and he would With a carefree childhood, he will be like all ordinary people, he will be concerned about this world, he may have a younger brother, but he is definitely not a scum like me..."

Shen Yanru frowned, her pupils shrank, and her old face showed a bit of dilapidation.

"Everyone is forcing him," Shen Zhao staggered to his feet, walked around, and finally stopped and said to Shen Yanru, "We are all forcing him, you, me, we are all murderers! murderer!"

"Shen Zhao..."

Shen Yanru stepped forward to help Shen Zhao, but was brushed away by Shen Zhao.

"He should have lived a better life..." Shen Zhao murmured, "He should have lived a better life, you know?"

Shen Yanru's clear eyes suddenly darkened, and the wrinkles deepened in an instant. He withdrew his hand, leaned on his crutches, and sighed: "After all, I did something wrong..."

Shen Zhao took a deep breath and suppressed the grief in his heart: "You should thank God for his mercy..."

Sometimes, people grow only overnight, and this growth is often accompanied by great pain.

"Yu Yun is dead," Shen Zhao said to Shen Yanru, "from now on, there will be no more Yu Yun in this world."

60.

The sun still rises in the east and sets in the west, the sun is bleak, cold and white, and the chill of winter is getting deeper and deeper.

The branches outside the window were already naked, dark, and intertwined in a messy manner. A few birds nestled on the branches, chirping, and dispersed as soon as there was any movement.

The Chinese New Year will be over a month away.

Yan Cheng never expected to see Shen Zhao in the ward the day after the operation.

When he woke up, before the light was turned on, Shen Zhao was sitting in the dark on the chair at the end of the bed.

Yan Cheng sat up, just in time to face Shen Zhao.

Even though the light was insufficient, Yan Cheng felt that Shen Zhao looked a little different from before, less vigorous than before, a little more mature and vicissitudes, Yan Cheng noticed that there were a few white hairs on his temples.

Have they not seen each other for so long?

"It's about time..." Seeing that Yan Cheng woke up, Shen Zhao spoke.

His legs were crossed, his hands were on his knees, his face was gloomy, and it was frightening to watch.

Yan Cheng could not help but shudder: "When? What are you talking about..."

Shen Zhao narrowed his eyes: "Tell me why you are here?"

"By the way, my hand..." Yan Cheng suddenly remembered, he stretched out his bandage-covered hand, eager to prove something, "Shen Zhao, look at my hand, Yu Yun did it, Xie Minghui also committed suicide Yes, he admitted to me himself, he did everything, I said, I will prove it to you..."

"So?" Shen Zhao interrupted him coldly, there was no warmth in his eyes, and his heart felt cold when he saw it.

"Shen Zhao?!" Yan Cheng found it unbelievable, "Look at me, my hands, my hands are like this..."

"At worst, I'll give you one back." Shen Zhao got up, turned on the light in the ward, strode to the bed, pinched Yan Cheng's face, "I want to know the reason why he did this, tell me!"

"Uh, uh..." Yan Cheng shook his head in horror.

"Do you think I can't find out if you don't tell me?" Shen Zhao pushed him away, paced back and forth in the ward for several steps, and roared angrily with red eyes, "Are you all fucking sick? Ah? They're all fucking sick!"

Yan Cheng had never seen Shen Zhao get so angry, his appearance was not only angry, but hysterical.

Covering his face, Shen Zhao took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down. He bent down and looked at Yan Cheng, the veins at the corner of his jaw were exposed, and he gnashed his teeth and jumped out one by one: "Do you know how many people he saved with his hands? People? Those are a pair of saving hands! Don’t say he wants to destroy you, I fucking want to kill you..."

A few words were like a knife stabbing deep into Yan Cheng's heart, stirring it in circles, causing pain in his internal organs.

Shen Zhao knew all about it, and Yan Cheng felt that it was really over for him this time.

"No, it's not..." Yan Cheng retorted tremblingly.

"Do you feel that you are wronged?" Shen Zhao interrupted him, stood up and said bitterly, "In my opinion, he is already kind enough, have you ever thought that all the things he wanted back from you were all in the first place?" Have you ever thought about how painful it is for him alone?"

Shen Zhao paused, recalling the friendship between the two for so many years, he couldn't help but feel sad: "Yan Cheng, Yan Cheng, why are you such a person?"

"...Such a person?" So it turned out, the short four words deeply hurt Yan Cheng, and he suddenly felt that he was ridiculous all these years, "Shen Zhao, I have been with you for so many years, where are you going? Where did you go, you never dared to go beyond the distance, I never thought that in the end, you would say 'such a person'..."

"Yes, I did something wrong," Yan Cheng swallowed his breath, and said angrily, "So I didn't call the police, and I even kept it from my parents. Is it not enough for me to pay him back now?"

"How do you pay back?" Shen Zhao leaned against the wall, indifferent to everything Yan Cheng said, feeling extremely tired and powerless, "He jumped off the building, just yesterday morning, when you were sleeping soundly, I woke up. Watching him jump off and never coming back..."

"How do you return it? Can you return me a living Yu Yun?"

His voice seemed to be dead, with a little unrealistic desire.

"Can you give me back a living Yu Yun?"

Yan Cheng was shocked, he just found out about Yu Yun jumping off the building, he didn't know what to say for a while, all the resentment was stuck in his throat.

"But," Yan Cheng's lips trembled, "are you right?"

Shen Zhao seemed to come back to himself suddenly, half-opened his eyes and looked at Yan Cheng, snorted coldly, and said, "Of course I was wrong, no one is innocent, we should all make atonement..."

Yan Cheng looked at him quietly.

"I really wish I could go with him right away," Shen Zhao clutched his chest, as if in extreme grief, "but he wants me to live, he wants me to live in guilt and pain for the rest of my life..."

"He doesn't kill me, but kills me..."

Shen Zhao spoke so sadly, it seemed that after Yu Yun's accident, he really didn't want to live anymore.

But he had to live again.

He will be burdened with guilt and punishment for the rest of his life, and live in suffering day and night, which is Yu Yun's wish.

No matter how difficult it is for Shen Zhao to fulfill his wish, no one in this world will listen to him except himself.

Yan Cheng finally understood that there is no such thing as a first-come, first-come-first-served relationship, and it doesn't mean that whoever stays with him for a long time is his own. No matter how much he has done, Shen Zhao has never looked at himself from the beginning to the end.

"Without him, would we have a chance?" Yan Cheng raised his head and asked unwillingly.

Shen Zhao smiled contemptuously: "What do you think?"

The expected result, but unexpected heartache.

Why?

Where did I go wrong?

Yan Cheng was trembling unwillingly.

"In this case, let me tell you another secret..." Yan Cheng's lips lost all color, his eyes darkened, as if he had lost his soul.

"Shen Zhao, Yu Yun thought until his death that you ordered all of this, and he will never have a chance to know the truth..."