They're said to be fucking gay in all seriousness.

In Yingchuan in early winter, although the sun is shining brightly, the north wind is howling and cold.

Shen Qiucheng walked across the clean avenue with flowers in his hands. There were rows of tombstones on both sides, and he walked to an artificial lake without turning his eyes.

Shen Qiucheng stamped his feet by the lake, a cemetery was very conspicuous, surrounded by a few dry weeping willows flying up and down with the strong wind.

He squatted in front of the tombstone, put down the flowers, and called out, "Brother."

After a moment of silence, he said slowly: "Time and fate are playing hard to get with us, do you want to laugh when you see all this in heaven?"

"I still remember that you told me that Yan Quan was an invulnerable pervert. You were indifferent to any attack on him, and there was no way to attack him. When I was studying in university, you and Xiao Quan went to heaven and earth to death, you are bad When I sent you to the hospital with my business, would you have guessed that a few years later, it would be your own younger brother who would become his Achilles' heel?" Shen Qiucheng gently stroked the surface of the stele with his palm, and said word by word: "Every year Flowers are similar, but people are different every year..."

"Why didn't it come sooner? Just when I finally made the decision to hold hands with Xiaoquan for the rest of my life, and just met his father, I learned the truth that has troubled me for many years. Why didn't I come back earlier to help you?" What? Then Xiao Quan, in order to please me, probably has to throw away his armor and armor and splatter three feet of blood in front of you," Shen Qiucheng smiled wryly, "And now what's the point of letting him come to your cold tombstone to splatter three feet of blood Woolen cloth?"

"It feels so good to break a heart and kill a person with one sentence, it's really cruel," Shen Qiucheng said lightly, "It's also really heavy——"

A gust of cool wind blew up the broken hair and the hem of Shen Qiucheng's forehead, and his voice was almost blown away by the wind, "That lunatic who killed you, do you... like her? Or are you just using her to deal with you?" What about Xiaoquan?"

Shen Qiucheng fingertips touched the four small golden characters "Diqiu was established" on the stele, "I might be crazy too, to ask you this—" He lowered his head slightly, and fiddled with the petals of the white chrysanthemum, "I've always heard I don't have your answer."

After a long while, he sighed calmly, "Dad is gone, and you are gone, and I am the only one left - I really don't want to lose meaninglessly anymore. Brother, you love me the most, you You will understand me, right? You will support all the decisions I make, right?"

Shen Qiucheng stood up, standing in the cold wind, quietly watching Shen Chenfeng's tombstone, if it wasn't for the fluttering hem of his clothes, it would really look like a natural painting from a distance.

I don't know how long it took, he took a few steps back slowly, his eyes never left the tombstone from the beginning to the end, and the corners of his lips fluttered slightly——

"Yan Quan! Come out!"

The screen remains still.

"You won't come out, will you? Then don't come out in the future—"

The second after the voice fell, from behind a willow tree not far away, turned around and walked out a man with a handsome and delicate face covered in sunshine.

He didn't go any further, but leaned against the tree trunk, looked up, his eyes were a little loose, and it took a long time before they gradually gathered, and there was a faint wave in his eyes, "Actually, I don't want to appear on camera." He added, "I thought I was hiding it pretty well."

"It's pretty good." Shen Qiucheng looked coldly at Yan Quan in the distance from the corner of his eye, glanced at Yan Quan for three seconds, then retracted it, and continued to stare at the tombstone, "It's a pity that I have been tracked by you so much that I have radar."

"—what are you doing here?"

Yan Quan asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Shen Qiucheng's aloof eyes immediately fixed on Yan Quan's body.

Yan Quan didn't want to provoke him, so he immediately began to tear himself down, "The lie is to prevent you from committing suicide."——This is not only a lie, but also a lie. Playing suicide -- that's not the kind of person who would bring the one he loves back to life.

"The truth is," Yan Quan frowned slightly, looked at Shen Chenfeng's tombstone, and then rowed towards Shen Qiucheng, "Is it obvious, I'm afraid that after you come out, you will never return to our home..."

Shen Qiucheng sneered and said: "You always think like this, you don't have the slightest confidence in me, it will make me feel that what I said, what I did, and the thoughts I spent are all fucking fed to the dogs."

"Thinking about the bouquet I prepared for you, it is enough to prove that I have full confidence in you." Yan Quan didn't talk nonsense, and said straightforwardly: "I don't have confidence in myself now!"

Shen Qiucheng moved his footsteps, and faced Yan Quan not far away, his delicate and straight figure cast a slanted shadow on the brick floor.

"This kind of thing happened, if I still can't bear to take off the quilt that you tucked me, and sleep foolishly," Yan Quan stared at Shen Qiucheng intently, slightly raised his jaw, "How big is my heart? "

"Then what can you do if you follow?" Shen Qiucheng walked over, stood in front of Yan Quan, faced each other, raised his eyebrows, "If I must go away, what are you going to do with me? Kidnapping? "

Yan Quan leaned on the trunk of the willow tree, slowly shifted Shen Qiucheng's gaze, closed his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, and sighed deeply, "To be honest, I didn't think about it..."

"Aren't you a super efficient player?" Shen Qiucheng raised his hand, touched Yan Quan's cheek, and said softly, "Next time, don't act recklessly before thinking about the countermeasures, and be careful of being shot in the dark."

Yan Quan's palm covered Shen Qiucheng's hand on his cheek, held it and pulled it to his lips, reluctantly licking and kissing his palm, "I'm a fucking target in front of you, I'll be there for you 24 hours a day Fancy hanging."

Shen Qiucheng's expression was unfathomable.

"I have a lot of confidence in you, but at the same time I have no confidence in myself. My mind is in a mess." Yan Quan pulled Shen Qiucheng's hand away from his lips, stuffed it into his coat pocket, and interlocked his fingers at the same time , looked directly at Shen Qiucheng, his eyes were calm, but his words were full of ripples, "As soon as you close the door, I will jump up and chase after you at the speed of light, it seems to be the instinct of the body."

"I just failed like that?" After a minute, Shen Qiucheng said blankly, "Can't I even give you the slightest sense of security?"

"On the way here by car, I was also desperately trying to convince myself, but..." Yan Quan clenched the hands in his pockets even tighter, "After what happened yesterday, I can't find any The reason why you will still be with me—" He paused, then asked cautiously: "Do you really still want to be with me? Does the promise still count?"

Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Quan thoughtfully.

Second by second, as the hourglass of time flowed down one by one, Yan Quan gradually revealed the appearance of a stray dog, and his eyes, which were looking forward to Shenfei in the past, were filled with pity and grievances that he wanted to talk about...

Shen Qiucheng held hands in his pockets, and led Yan Quan to walk slowly towards Shen Chenfeng's cemetery.

Facing the wind, the two stood quietly in front of Shen Chenfeng's tombstone.

Shen Qiucheng didn't say a word, Yan Quan turned his head to look at him several times - the wind could wantonly mess up his broken hair, but it couldn't blow away the calmness on his face, even the trace of ruthless indifference.

After standing still for more than ten minutes, Yan Quan suddenly felt his tightly clenched fingers move slightly in his pocket—"Say goodbye to big brother."

Yan Quan turned to look at the tombstone, and said softly, "Goodbye."

Then Yan Quan heard Shen Qiucheng spit out two words without changing his face: "Go home."

He muttered to himself in some confusion: "Go home...?"