husband and wife marriage
Chapter 119
"Chu Mu, let go, or you will go to hell with me later." DuPont said softly.
"How can we go to hell? People like us go to heaven."
Chu Mu's tone was so calm, and his eyes never left his wrist from the beginning to the end.
A ray of sunlight from outside came in and fell on Chu Mu's body, outlining his perfect side face. The breeze blew his short hair, and one of his short hair was playfully picked up and floated onto his face. He inadvertently stretched out a With one hand, he picked up the hair, pinched it behind the ear, his eyes remained focused, without any distraction.
Under the faint sunlight, his expression was so focused, so serious, and so calm.At that moment, Du Pont somewhat understood why that man would never forget him for so many years, until his death, not because of his beautiful face, nor because of his intelligence and talent, but because of...
DuPont quietly looked at Chumu intently.
No matter who it is, seeing such a man, even if he is also a man, he will fall in love with him involuntarily...
It's a pity... this is probably the last time he sees him...
There was a faint smile on the corner of DuPont's mouth, it was a sincere smile, without the stubbornness and unruliness that were common in the past, the smile was clear and at ease...
He stretched out his hand, exerted all his strength, and pushed Chu Mu fiercely towards the outside.
The force was great, and Chu Mu, who was concentrating on dismantling the bomb, was completely defenseless. Being pushed by him like this, he slipped backwards unexpectedly, fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity, and rolled down the steps.
Chumu, whether it's heaven or hell, it's enough for me to go alone!
What Dupont froze in Chumu's mind was a cruel and serene smile, without fear, reluctance, or helplessness, only tranquility and serenity...
"Bang -" sound
The sound was not loud, at least not as thrilling as the explosions seen in the movie theater. Kumu saw a burst of flames, and Dupont, who was standing, fell to the ground, and the flames were burning around him...
He struggled to get up from the ground, rushed over, took off his coat, and frantically slapped the flames to extinguish them...
DuPont was lying on the ground like this, his whole body was charred and bloody...
But Chumu didn't give up, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Dupont would just leave like this, he was still smiling at him just a second ago...
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
The dynamite must not be so lethal, and he is not far away from him. He is fine, so how could he be fine?
Chu Mu stretched out his hand to touch the bloody body, but his body didn't suffer much impact!Not smashed like he'd seen in those bombings...
He can even touch his face, his chest...
but……
His breathing stopped, and his heartbeat stopped...
How did that happen?
It's just an illusion, right?
Definitely yes...
There's no way DuPont is going to die...
Chu Mu refused to accept this fact!
Do not!
He wants to take him to the hospital!
It can definitely be rescued!
DuPont was already bloody and bloody on his back, but who knew that he hadn't taken two steps before he heard a moderate sound, and he lowered his head to take a light look...
On the ground was his right hand, the right hand that had just fallen from his body, rolling alone on the ground...
He could vaguely see bloodshot eyes and the exposed white bones...
"Do not--"
Chu Mu screamed like he was going crazy, he was no longer as calm, calm, and rational as before, tears overflowed from his eyes...
But this state didn't last long, not even a minute!
His whole body became quiet again, that beautiful face returned to its usual calmness, even his breathing calmed down, and there were no more tears in his eyes...
He bent down, calmly picked up the hand on the ground, and then walked towards the door!
Step by step faster!
Step by step faster!
In the end it turned into a run...
Running wildly in this supposedly vibrant spring...
The wind whistled in the ear, like a knife, cutting through every skin, as if it wanted to cut his whole body into pieces, the pain made Chu Mu grit his teeth...
His face was cut numb by the wind, but he just ran against the wind, kept running, kept going until his legs were numb, and his whole body was numb...
However, he still kept moving forward, running...
Until a figure appeared in front of him.
The man was wearing a beige windbreaker, standing firmly in the slightly cold spring wind, motionless.
He seemed to have seen him too, seeing him with a dazed but persistent face, his brows were slightly frowned, and doubts flashed in his amber eyes...
"Chu, Mu...?"
He squinted his eyes and looked at him who was jumping wildly all the way in puzzlement!
"Song, Yu, Jing..."
He finally stopped, looked at him, and said with difficulty, his vocal cords seemed to be torn apart by something, his voice was so hoarse...
Originally, he didn't feel any special feeling when he was running all the time, but after he stopped, all kinds of feelings suddenly hit him!
At that moment, he only felt top-heavy, dizzy, and his whole body seemed to lose his center of gravity. He only felt that his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground...
Song Yujing subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch him, but saw that his snow-white face was devoid of any color, his beautiful eyes were closed, and the thick eyelashes gently covered the lightly bruised eyelids, slightly drooping. trembling……
"Chu, Mu...?"
He called him softly, and what responded to him was only the "hula la" spring breeze, as sharp as a knife, cutting people's bodies...
He tentatively stretched out his hand and pushed his body, but he didn't respond at all...
It seems that he passed out!
Song Yujing's beautiful eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, but when his eyes fell on the horrible scorched corpse on his back, and the arm in his hand that exposed even the bones, the eyebrows couldn't help but frown. Wrinkled even tighter...
He turned around and winked at the car parked not far behind him, and Wen Jun, who was resting beside the car, ran over quickly.
"Carry him on the car." Song Yujing pointed to the unrecognizable Du Pont on the Chu wooden back.
"Yes."
Wen Jun nodded, stepped forward and took Du Bang on Chu Mu's back, bent down and broke Chu Mu's hand at the same time, and took the broken arm that Chu Mu was holding in his hand.
After Wenjun finished all this, Song Yujing picked up Chumu and walked towards the car...
"How can we go to hell? People like us go to heaven."
Chu Mu's tone was so calm, and his eyes never left his wrist from the beginning to the end.
A ray of sunlight from outside came in and fell on Chu Mu's body, outlining his perfect side face. The breeze blew his short hair, and one of his short hair was playfully picked up and floated onto his face. He inadvertently stretched out a With one hand, he picked up the hair, pinched it behind the ear, his eyes remained focused, without any distraction.
Under the faint sunlight, his expression was so focused, so serious, and so calm.At that moment, Du Pont somewhat understood why that man would never forget him for so many years, until his death, not because of his beautiful face, nor because of his intelligence and talent, but because of...
DuPont quietly looked at Chumu intently.
No matter who it is, seeing such a man, even if he is also a man, he will fall in love with him involuntarily...
It's a pity... this is probably the last time he sees him...
There was a faint smile on the corner of DuPont's mouth, it was a sincere smile, without the stubbornness and unruliness that were common in the past, the smile was clear and at ease...
He stretched out his hand, exerted all his strength, and pushed Chu Mu fiercely towards the outside.
The force was great, and Chu Mu, who was concentrating on dismantling the bomb, was completely defenseless. Being pushed by him like this, he slipped backwards unexpectedly, fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity, and rolled down the steps.
Chumu, whether it's heaven or hell, it's enough for me to go alone!
What Dupont froze in Chumu's mind was a cruel and serene smile, without fear, reluctance, or helplessness, only tranquility and serenity...
"Bang -" sound
The sound was not loud, at least not as thrilling as the explosions seen in the movie theater. Kumu saw a burst of flames, and Dupont, who was standing, fell to the ground, and the flames were burning around him...
He struggled to get up from the ground, rushed over, took off his coat, and frantically slapped the flames to extinguish them...
DuPont was lying on the ground like this, his whole body was charred and bloody...
But Chumu didn't give up, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Dupont would just leave like this, he was still smiling at him just a second ago...
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
The dynamite must not be so lethal, and he is not far away from him. He is fine, so how could he be fine?
Chu Mu stretched out his hand to touch the bloody body, but his body didn't suffer much impact!Not smashed like he'd seen in those bombings...
He can even touch his face, his chest...
but……
His breathing stopped, and his heartbeat stopped...
How did that happen?
It's just an illusion, right?
Definitely yes...
There's no way DuPont is going to die...
Chu Mu refused to accept this fact!
Do not!
He wants to take him to the hospital!
It can definitely be rescued!
DuPont was already bloody and bloody on his back, but who knew that he hadn't taken two steps before he heard a moderate sound, and he lowered his head to take a light look...
On the ground was his right hand, the right hand that had just fallen from his body, rolling alone on the ground...
He could vaguely see bloodshot eyes and the exposed white bones...
"Do not--"
Chu Mu screamed like he was going crazy, he was no longer as calm, calm, and rational as before, tears overflowed from his eyes...
But this state didn't last long, not even a minute!
His whole body became quiet again, that beautiful face returned to its usual calmness, even his breathing calmed down, and there were no more tears in his eyes...
He bent down, calmly picked up the hand on the ground, and then walked towards the door!
Step by step faster!
Step by step faster!
In the end it turned into a run...
Running wildly in this supposedly vibrant spring...
The wind whistled in the ear, like a knife, cutting through every skin, as if it wanted to cut his whole body into pieces, the pain made Chu Mu grit his teeth...
His face was cut numb by the wind, but he just ran against the wind, kept running, kept going until his legs were numb, and his whole body was numb...
However, he still kept moving forward, running...
Until a figure appeared in front of him.
The man was wearing a beige windbreaker, standing firmly in the slightly cold spring wind, motionless.
He seemed to have seen him too, seeing him with a dazed but persistent face, his brows were slightly frowned, and doubts flashed in his amber eyes...
"Chu, Mu...?"
He squinted his eyes and looked at him who was jumping wildly all the way in puzzlement!
"Song, Yu, Jing..."
He finally stopped, looked at him, and said with difficulty, his vocal cords seemed to be torn apart by something, his voice was so hoarse...
Originally, he didn't feel any special feeling when he was running all the time, but after he stopped, all kinds of feelings suddenly hit him!
At that moment, he only felt top-heavy, dizzy, and his whole body seemed to lose his center of gravity. He only felt that his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground...
Song Yujing subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch him, but saw that his snow-white face was devoid of any color, his beautiful eyes were closed, and the thick eyelashes gently covered the lightly bruised eyelids, slightly drooping. trembling……
"Chu, Mu...?"
He called him softly, and what responded to him was only the "hula la" spring breeze, as sharp as a knife, cutting people's bodies...
He tentatively stretched out his hand and pushed his body, but he didn't respond at all...
It seems that he passed out!
Song Yujing's beautiful eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, but when his eyes fell on the horrible scorched corpse on his back, and the arm in his hand that exposed even the bones, the eyebrows couldn't help but frown. Wrinkled even tighter...
He turned around and winked at the car parked not far behind him, and Wen Jun, who was resting beside the car, ran over quickly.
"Carry him on the car." Song Yujing pointed to the unrecognizable Du Pont on the Chu wooden back.
"Yes."
Wen Jun nodded, stepped forward and took Du Bang on Chu Mu's back, bent down and broke Chu Mu's hand at the same time, and took the broken arm that Chu Mu was holding in his hand.
After Wenjun finished all this, Song Yujing picked up Chumu and walked towards the car...
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