law of forbidden love

At three o'clock in the morning, Xia Chenguang was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone, and said "Hello" in his ear in a daze. After hearing clearly what the person on the phone said, he suddenly turned over from the bed. He hadn't taken off his clothes at all. , a series of actions at this time, as fast as an earthquake escape...

Fu Xiaojia has news.

At this time, the person the police were desperately looking for was standing at the door of the bathroom in the hotel room, confronting Song Sheng.

Fu Xiaojia didn't expect that a lie she made up casually would force herself into a dilemma. Song Sheng folded his arms leisurely and leaned against the bathroom door to stare at him.

Fu Xiaojia had no choice but to stand in the middle of the bathroom in embarrassment, so she had no choice but to continue acting: "You...you close the door and go out."

"No need." Song Sheng leaned against the door, and could see through Fu Xiaojia's thoughts at a glance, "You can definitely do it in front of me. I never saw you so shy in the school bathroom..."

When mentioning the school, Fu Xiaojia looked up at Song Sheng in astonishment, even Song Sheng was stunned for a moment.

Those days seem like a lifetime ago when I think about them now, the umbrella for Fu Xiaojia under the bus stop sign, the children Song Sheng misses in Heping Street Elementary School, Tan Haochen's arms full of painting tools were stained one afternoon. Fu Xiaojia's blood...beautiful or moving, is now being dragged by hatred and unwillingness to change its taste.

From the mirror facing him, Song Sheng saw himself standing at the door of the bathroom with his arms folded. He was dressed in black, exuding a cold aura all over his body, and on his pale face, a ferocious wound was entrenched on the side of his face like a centipede. place.

Embarrassed, really embarrassing...

But at any rate, I became my true self once, and I left everything behind, just wanting to take away someone I wanted to take away.

Song Sheng felt that it was not a loss, and smiled indifferently, but after the smile faded, he suddenly panicked.

He felt that he might really not be able to take Fu Xiaojia away.

After being silent for a long time, there is always someone who will break the silence first.

"Aren't you tired?" Song Sheng said in a flat tone, his voice was extremely tired, "Fu Xiaojia, don't you give up yet?"

Fu Xiaojia looked at him intently, hesitated for a while, and then said: "You are the one who wants to give up, I won't go with you..."

"Why... can't you see my feelings?" Song Sheng said, walking towards Fu Xiaojia step by step, "So is Song Aichen, and so are you... your love is love, family affection is family affection, why mine is Garbage? Do you really want me to dig out my heart and hold it in my hand for you to see?"

Fu Xiaojia felt that Song Sheng's emotions were abnormal, and she was afraid that he would do something out of control, so she retreated step by step.After staying in this room with Song Sheng for 24 hours, he felt that Song Sheng was really crazy. What he did was beyond the scope of ordinary people's comprehension. This kind of Song Sheng was terribly paranoid, and Fu Xiaojia was not familiar with it. , do not know.

"I don't love you..." Fu Xiaojia shook his head, he looked into Song Sheng's eyes, and shook his head firmly, "I don't love you, I have never thought of that at all, if I knew it would be With today's ending, I wouldn't even make friends with you..."

Song Sheng's footsteps stopped, and for a moment he suddenly became very helpless.His extravagance, his wish, the magnificent dream and the illusory bubble turned out to be so fragile that they could be easily burst with just one word.

"Then why did you block the chandelier for me? Why did you hurt for me? Why did you come out to save me when I was like a stray dog..." Song Sheng felt pain even breathing, he felt that what was flowing in his veins was not blood, but a knife , it was the shards of glass that Fu Xiaojia scratched on his face, "Why did you give me the illusion of being loved, and then escaped far, far away..."

"I didn't!" Fu Xiaojia unknowingly retreated to the corner of the bathroom, her back pressed against the cold and hard wall.

"I understand..." Song Sheng lowered his head and smiled as if he lost his strength, then raised his head and stared at Fu Xiaojia viciously, and took a step forward to grab the other party's neck, "You have always regarded me as a It’s a joke, when I’m a kitten or dog you’re just teasing on the street, give me a biscuit if I’m in a good mood, and kick it away when I’m in a bad mood, right? Isn’t it!”

Song Sheng's eyes were red, and he yelled at Fu Xiaojia hysterically, his hands gradually increased strength, his breath was robbed, Fu Xiaojia coughed like crazy, and was forced to cry.

"Fu Xiaojia, I just want you to look at me..." Song Sheng muttered to himself, "But why are you always disobedient!"

Fu Xiaojia was handcuffed and pushed against Song Sheng's chest. During the fierce resistance, the scar left on his palm when he stabbed Song Sheng with a piece of glass cracked again, and the blood stained Song Sheng's clothes. Later, he felt I was dizzy for a while, I couldn't use my hands and feet, and the edges of my vision began to blacken.

"Song... Sheng..." Fu Xiaojia gave up struggling, and slowly put her hand on Song Sheng's pinching hand, and said with difficulty, "I...have...a lover."

He loves Shang Kai, and Shang Kai also loves him. They were originally a relationship of redemption and companionship. Now that they understand each other, they should be like this for the rest of their lives.

Fu Xiaojia's voice was very small, but every word stuck in Song Sheng's heart.

Song Sheng let go of his hand suddenly, Fu Xiaojia's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground against the wall, panting heavily, his face and neck were flushed red.

Before he could catch his breath, Song Sheng pinched his chin again.Song Sheng squatted above his line of sight, standing high

Looking down at him, his eyes were filled with despair and desperation.

Fu Xiaojia closed her eyes, for some reason, she secretly thought, it's over...

Then, just as he was close to fainting, he heard a faint siren.He thought it was a fantasy, but when he listened carefully, the sound pierced the silent night sky, getting louder and louder from far to near.Voices of people, shouts, loudspeakers, and the sound of closing car doors. It seemed that someone rushed upstairs, knocked on the doors one by one, and broke in. The curses of men and the exclamations of women rang together. There were random noises and various orders that were not clearly heard.

Song Sheng let go of his hand, just for a moment, Fu Xiaojia felt as long as a century...

When he waited, he couldn't even tell what mood he was in at the time.

Suddenly felt a drop of warm liquid dripping from his cheek, Fu Xiaojia looked at Song Sheng's eyes in the dim light, and couldn't see clearly, but vaguely remembered that he had a pair of eyes as deep as sea water, extremely clear...

Song Sheng laughed, as softly as before.

"Xiaojia, Shang Kai won...are you happy?"

Before Fu Xiaojia could speak, Song Sheng lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips.

Fu Xiaojia subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he tasted a bitter taste on his lips, and he knew it was tears, so he forgot to push Song Sheng away.

Song Sheng's lips left quickly, and there was a violent knock at the door, and the police were shouting inside.

"A kiss, in exchange for your happiness."

Song Sheng's last words echoed repeatedly in Fu Xiaojia's mind, as if there were thousands of echoes...

When he realized it again, Song Sheng had circled him from behind, dragged him out of the bathroom, walked into the room, and pushed open the door to the balcony.

Transferring from the warm room to the balcony, Fu Xiaojia was overwhelmed by the noisy sounds outside. The strong wind and the heavy rain that never stopped rushed towards the two of them like crazy. He listened to the voices on the ground, I can vaguely judge that this building is quite high, and I don't know if I will die if I fall.

Fu Xiaojia didn't know what Song Sheng wanted to do, but at that moment he firmly believed that, just like Song Sheng said, he would not hurt himself...

Fu Xiaojia was shivering from the cold, Song Sheng hugged him tighter, at the same time, he took out a knife from his trousers pocket, and pressed the dagger coldly against Fu Xiaojia's soft and fair neck ...

"Don't be afraid." Song Sheng whispered in his ear.

Suddenly, the door of the room was broken open, and a group of people rushed in. Xia Chenguang stood at the front with a pistol in his hand, raised his hand when he saw the scene on the balcony, and signaled the people behind him not to act rashly.

"Stop resisting! You have no way out!"

Song Sheng and Xia Chenguang looked at each other, one was standing on the balcony, the wind was fierce, the cold rain was miserable, the police were chasing and intercepting in front, and the abyss of doom was behind, the other was standing inside the house holding a gun, with a dignified look and firm eyes .

That was the first time Xia Chenguang saw Song Sheng.He just thought he was a lunatic, a lunatic who was even crazier than a mad dog...

Song Sheng's eyes clashed with Xia Chenguang's, but his words were all for Fu Xiaojia.

"Do you know what my lucky number is..."

Fu Xiaojia's brain lacked oxygen, so she could only watch all this indifferently.

"43..." Song Sheng whispered in Fu Xiaojia's ear with a voice that only Fu Xiaojia could hear, "I'm sorry...my appearance was a mistake and disturbed your life."

The knife fell on the carpet of the balcony. Fu Xiaojia felt the warmth on his shoulder leave. He turned his head in horror and saw Song Sheng stepping over the balcony guardrail and jumping down...

"Song Sheng!"

The crowd downstairs screamed in surprise. Fu Xiaojia didn't know whether he was blinded by tears or rain, and his heart sank, crying, turned around and threw himself down...

I thought it was futile, but he actually held a hand tightly.

Those slender, white, bony hands that held the paintbrush, flipped through the book, adjusted the SLR lens, and rested on the soft hair of the child, the hands that shouldn't be holding a knife.

Song Sheng was very familiar with the feeling of falling, he thought, it was time to end, it was time to disappear, so he calmly closed his eyes at the moment of weightlessness.But the moment he was pulled by someone, he felt that something was pressing down on this skin, pulling his soul and making him suddenly open his eyes...

Song Sheng faced Fu Xiaojia's flushed face and neck with bulging veins. He was crying, and his tear-filled eyes seemed to say to him: "You can't die yet...".

Yes, he still can't die. If he dies, won't he lose completely, and won't even have a chance to come back?

Xia Chenguang rushed over quickly, rushed to the balcony, grabbed Song Sheng's arm with Fu Xiaojia, turned around and shouted to the others who were stunned: "Come and help!"

A lot of people have gathered downstairs, they are all guests of the hot spring villa, some are watching the fun, and some are really worried about it.

It's not an easy thing to watch someone die.After all, the reason why people are human is that they have something called compassion.

[The author has something to say: Harm, suddenly there is nothing to say, Song Shengna, you can have some time...]