Humans collapse into slag

His life is perfect.

He has a sweet love, a happy marriage, three lovely children, and his career is also very smooth, brilliant and invincible, and there is never any mundane thing that can bother him.

Now that his life has come to an end, it stands to reason that he should have no regrets.

The world will still go around when he's gone.

The empire is strong and prosperous, the family is thriving, the children have grown up, and a bright future is just around the corner.

But he still couldn't let go, couldn't let go of the person he loved all his life.

A stubborn and stubborn young man, with black and clear eyes, tightly pursed lips and slightly frowned brows, are all his favorites engraved in his soul.

I thought that as long as we walked hand in hand for a lifetime, we would be satisfied.

But why are you still so unwilling?

Reluctant.

I can't bear to leave, I can't bear to say goodbye, I can't bear to bear this world where "he" exists.

Pretending to say generously, "If you meet a good person, you can remarry", and then your heart is pierced, and you want to beat that so-called "good person".

Ningning, his Ningning, how could he love others?

No, he can't die!

Lieutenant Colonel Mu opened his eyes suddenly, and a soft white light flashed in front of his eyes.

"Drip—the patient regains consciousness, increases the rate of administration, and the concentration of the drug dose is about to reach saturation."

A soft, undulating mechanical sound came into my mind, and my vision blurred again.

He vaguely realized that he was in the recovery cabin, so the perfect life that flashed by just now...was it a dream?

Mu Rong really woke up five hours after returning to the Intrepid.

On the chair beside the hospital bed sat a Lauren, a younger version of Lauren, not the gray-haired old man.

Lieutenant Colonel Mu rubbed his eyes, completely waking up from that dream.

"Master." Lauren got up and approached, "Are you awake?"

"Wake up." Mu Rong said, "What day is it now? What time is it?"

"Ah?" Lauren turned pale with shock, "Master, you hit your head again, didn't you?"

It's no wonder that Lauren would think that the exact same scene had been staged before, almost exactly one year later.

"I'm fine." Young Master Mu expressed his dissatisfaction, "I just want to ask how long I've been in a coma this time."

Lauren glanced at the communicator on his wrist, "You have slept for five hours, and it is now 2694:10 am on October 15, [-] in the Imperial Calendar."

Mu Rong: "Where's Ning Ning?"

Luo Lun: "Master Liao went to rest after you were out of danger." The attendant scratched his head, "Master, you haven't forgotten who rescued you this time, have you?"

"Of course I remember, I said I didn't hit my head this time." Mu Rong stared at the ceiling annoyedly, "Being saved by Ningning again, he will definitely think I'm very useless."

Lauren was stunned: "Isn't the fighter plane malfunctioning? It's not the young master's fault."

Hearing Luo Lun's comfort, Young Master Mu didn't feel any better, "But I've always been omnipotent in front of Ningning. If he sees such a distressed and incompetent appearance, he will be disgusted."

Luo Lun, who doesn't think that his young master still maintains a perfect image in front of Liao Yuning: Have you forgotten the last time you were beaten to vomit blood in close combat?You don't have much image in front of Liao Yuning.

Sitting up from the hospital bed, Mu Rong tugged at the white hospital gown he was wearing, "Luo Lun, help me find some clothes."

"Master, although the fracture in your right leg has been repaired, the doctor suggested that you should continue to recuperate for a while." Luo Lun dissuaded him: "If you want to see Master Liao, I can ask him to come over."

Mu Rong disagreed: "It's better for me to go by myself. If you go, I'm afraid he won't come."

Lauren: "Why?"

Mu Rong: "Ning Ning already knew that I was lying when I said I was an ordinary friend last time." The ordinary friend who had been standing for a long time completely collapsed under the action of an analgesic, although I don't remember the second half clearly, but He knew he had definitely crossed a line badly.

Is there any need to say this?

Luo Lun doesn't think so, Liao Yuning is not an idiot, how could he take your ordinary friends' promises seriously, it is obvious that the two of you so-called "just ordinary friends" are just coaxing those people who don't know the truth.

"No, I'm going to see him!"

"Master, calm down!"

One wants to leave, the other wants to stop. During the stalemate between master and servant, someone entered the ward.

Putting on a clean daily training uniform, under the soft light of the ward, Liao Yuning's complexion is snowy, his eyebrows are dark, and his expression looks a little solemn.

"Ningning..." Lieutenant Colonel Mu trembled.

Luo Lun also noticed Liao Yuning's arrival, and he responded enthusiastically, "Oh, Yuning is here, just in time, I have something to go away for a while, let's talk."

The winking Lauren left with an excuse, and at the same time closed the door intimately.

Liao Yuning, who was standing at the door of the room, walked to Mu Rong's hospital bed.

When standing, Mu Rong was half a head taller than Liao Yuning, but now when he was sitting and standing, the top of Mu Rong's head only reached Liao Yuning's chin.

"Has the senior recovered?" Liao Yuning spoke first, his indifferent tone and condescending perspective caused the entire room temperature to drop by one degree.

Lieutenant Colonel Mu turned into a little sheep in an instant, and nodded obediently, "Okay."

"That's good." Liao Yuning put his hands in the pockets of his training uniform, turned half a circle on the spot, and then looked up at the other party, "There is something I want to clarify with the senior."

"What?" Mu Rong's face turned pale, and he immediately put on a pitiful look of "Actually, I'm still very weak, please don't hit me, okay, I might not be able to bear it".

But Liao Yuning still said what he should say.

"I want to get along with seniors as ordinary friends, is it really my wish too much?" There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of the young man's mouth.

Mu Rong's face turned pale again, every time this kind of conversation was no less than stabbing a knife in his heart, but because the handle of the knife was held in the hands of his beloved, the pain was mixed with a bit of sweetness.

You poke it, I will not resist.

"When I fall in love with you, my heart is not only mine, half of it is controlled by you, Liao Yuning, you can easily crush it." Mu Rong said, he took a deep breath, his voice became softer. As he got lower and lower, endless anxiety and sadness spread, making every word he uttered feel like a needle prick, "Loving someone's heart is not so easy to control, but as long as you want, I will try my best to do it." Now, if you want me to be your ordinary friend, I will be—"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Rong paused, because Liao Yuning sat down on the edge of his bed and approached him with an inquiring look.

In an intimate sitting position that has never been seen before, the distance between the two faces is less than [-] centimeters.

This distance is so close that every hair can be counted, and even the breath can be blown on each other's faces.

The other party should have just taken a bath, with the body temperature of the scent of bath shampoo, fresh and beautiful.

"So the senior will always love me?" The young man propped up the mattress with one hand, his body leaned slightly, and there seemed to be some secret provocation in his clean and clear voice.

Dense long black eyelashes, fair and flawless cheeks, and light-colored lips, you can feel the sweetness in your heart just by looking at it.

Waves of dizziness in his head, Mu Rong couldn't even speak, "Of course, Ning Ning, as I said, my love for you will never change, I am true, true I love you, I love you so much..."

The distance between the two of them got closer, their vision began to blur, and a blurry double image appeared in front of them.

In a trance, time froze, everything receded like a tide, and there was only a small circle left in the whole world.

"It's pointless to deceive yourself and others. Since seniors can't control this love, and I can't stop this love, then there's no need to continue this kind of ordinary friend relationship... So, do whatever you want in the future."

After Liao Yuning finished speaking, those sentences entered Mu Rong's brain through the ear canal, and they were played over and over several times, but he still couldn't understand, or didn't dare to understand.

whatever me?

What do you mean by me?

Is that what I thought it meant?

I didn't dare to breathe, I was so afraid that I would wake up this beautiful dream.

"But—" Liao Yuning lowered his eyebrows slightly: "I may never fall in love with my senior."

"It's okay." Finally confirming his guess, Mu Rong said hoarsely, "It's okay, Ningning, I also said that you don't need to be stressed."

Because I have the time of my life to wait.

"I might fall in love with someone else." Liao Yuning said again.

You little villain, you are here to poke my heart!

Angry and anxious, Mu Rong's head became hot, and he tilted his head and chirped at the corner of Liao Yuning's lips, and said harshly: "That's okay."

Because I will never allow that to happen!

As if startled by this tweet, Liao Yuning stepped back a little, his eyes widened, showing a rare daze.

Mu Rong didn't stop doing anything, and chased after them, touching their lips together.

The time lasted for a few seconds.

It's just a light, light fit at first, with endless softness and sweetness.

Maybe it was because Liao Yuning didn't resist, and Mu Rong made progress, but he was still very careful and gentle.

Holding his breath, he stroked Liao Yuning's neck with trembling fingers, and brought him into his arms.

Starting from the lovely tip of the nose, to the soft cheeks, the beautiful jawline, and finally to the haunting lips.

Gently rubbing and slowly sucking, it seems to be caring for the most delicate petals in the morning light, and it is also like exploring the most beautiful treasure in the world.

Obviously didn't feel anything.

Liao Yuning thought.

The friction of the skin and the transmission of body temperature are not annoying, but that's all.

However, just giving such a little bit, the feedback is so intense that even I can feel the happiness overflowing from the inside out.

I love you, love you very much...

In the past 20 years, Liao Yuning's life plan did not have a part about love, and he did not intend to devote energy and time to it.

It's meaningless even if someone offers something that you don't need.

That is the principle he has believed in for more than twenty years.

But now, he's not sure.