reborn lover

Xi Le is aware of everything about the man around him. He can clearly know his every breath, because he is too familiar with this man. After being sent to the hospital, he clearly felt everything about the man beside him.

Hearing the sound of leaving footsteps, his heart tightened, and his eyes opened uncontrollably.

"Cui Huanyu..." I called that person's name in my heart, but I couldn't open my mouth, and I couldn't say the name.

He knew that looking at that person's back, watching him leave step by step, he just watched quietly, without calling out to him.

Suddenly, he remembered that many nights in the past, when he fell asleep, the man left the bed, followed by the room, and did not spend the night in his room.At that time, he actually already knew that there was something wrong with their relationship. He would rather believe that all this was a falsehood. He was willing to live in the dream that he wove for himself, telling himself: They can be very happy, and they can be happy forever.

Waking up in the morning and touching the other side of the bed, my heart was desolate.

Encourage yourself every day, tell yourself that the person who loves you is just in a bad mood recently, and when he is in a good mood, he will accompany and coax him.

That piece of desolation expanded day by day, and finally the oasis turned into a desert, and the person who was with me had already left me, and would never return to my side.

He is obviously a man, but he lives like a woman, guarding a home, waiting for that man to come back, and the person he is waiting for no longer loves him as before.He hated himself like this, but he couldn't change himself like this.

In the last year, he had to take a few sleeping pills every night. In the end, these medicines were useless to him, and he couldn't live on these medicines, because that man would no longer love him , and no longer love him.

Once a person puts all his feelings on others, at this time, he has already begun to push himself to destruction.

For him, the final death was never a relief!

The man who left turned back to look at him, the look in his eyes at a stranger woke him up, and he found sadly that he was no longer Jun Qing, he was Xi Le, someone who didn't know this man at all juvenile.

"Cui Huanyu, you will never know that when you turn around and leave again and again, there is someone who is always looking at the direction of his departure. Tears flow again and again, until the last tear can't be shed. .” Xi Le looked away when the man left, and stopped looking in the direction the man was leaving.

I stretched out my hand to touch my face, only to find it was cold, without a single tear.

In the past few years, he gave that man everything he could, his love, his body, his heart, everything about him, everything he could give him, he gave it all.

In the end, together with his life, he gave him everything that could be given to a man.

"Hehe... What else can I give you?" Xi Le shook his head and smiled silently.

A sad smile swayed on the boy's face, which didn't match the desolation of the age when the flowers bloomed. It made the boy look like a bone-piercing rose blooming in the cold winter, bloody and biting, shocking.

PS: The cover is a piercing rose, a flower, I liked it at first sight, it is more like a soul, a soul belonging to Xi Le...