Tiger Wings

"Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin...wake up..."

A weak voice gradually awakened the young man, and when he opened his eyes, his vision was blurred for a moment. Something seemed to be glued to his eyes, and every blink of the eyelashes brought a pulling pain.

The clothes were tightly attached to the body, with a warm but sticky touch.

The hot air was surging, and the whole space was like being in a big steamer, every inch of skin was baked and hot, the breathing was hot and he couldn't breathe, the boy's head was dizzy, and he even wondered if he was still in a dream .

There was liquid dripping down from the hair, sliding down the cheeks, and slipping down the neck into the collar, and the young man followed the path of its flow in disbelief. The droplets flowed through the chest, and then were absorbed by the clothes in the lower abdomen. The wetness of the clothes is so clearly transmitted to the skin against it.

The boy's hearing began to recover, and the sound of liquid dripping in the silent space first broke into his ears, tick tock, not a very fast rhythm, with a natural rhythm, like the spring rain in Qiongshan, finely broken , the sound of dripping to the ground after gathering between the roof tiles.

Then he began to feel the heaviness on his body, his back was pressed by some warm object, his whole back was wet, and liquid was flowing down his back.

The boy moved and found that his body was so stiff that he seemed to have lost consciousness.

"Little... letter..."

The sound was like a thin thread, but it hit the young man's mind like a thunderbolt, and then almost all the feelings were recovered in an instant. The young man took a deep breath, and the bloody smell scrambled into the young man's nasal cavity at the same time, and the strong fishy smell choked the young man. I coughed dryly.

His throat was burning and sore, dry as if it hadn't been moistened by water for centuries, and every cough brought tearing pain.

There was warm moisture at the corner of his mouth. The boy subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked it. The salty, slightly astringent taste was very strange. The boy frowned and retracted his tongue. He didn't like the taste, almost immediately Just make him gag.

Nausea at least caused the secretion of saliva in the mouth. After swallowing the saliva, his throat was finally slightly relieved. The boy stiffly raised his hand to wipe the liquid from his mouth.

Then I saw a red hand, the thick red covered all the visible skin, and even the nails were filled with red mud.

The young man was a little dazed, as if wondering if this hand was his own.

As if to confirm, he looked up and saw the same red clothes. He couldn't remember what color he was wearing, but it was definitely not red.

Because he never liked red, let alone such a rich dark red with a depressing atmosphere.

The boy could feel the liquid dripping from the arm under the clothes, and finally rolled down through the fingertips, and then the familiar sound came again, ticking, dripping happily.

The big red on the ground looks so eye-catching, even though the surrounding light is dim now, the boy still feels that his eyes are pierced and he can't open his eyes. The liquid quickly gathers and then falls down, blurring a light pink, blooming layer by layer, Like a camellia.

"Little letter..."

It was that voice again, so weak that it was almost inaudible, this time the young man finally heard the voice right next to his ears, he turned his head mechanically, and saw a soft and beautiful face under the reflection of blood.

The man was able to stand up with his chin resting on the young man's shoulder, but now that the young man turned around, the man's body immediately collapsed.

The heavy pressure on the young man's shoulders was gone, and before his brain could react, he stretched out his hand to catch the shriveled body. It was very heavy, maybe the young man's body was still stiff and unable to exert strength, maybe it was because of that People have absolutely no strength to support their bodies, even a little bit.

The man's fine breathing suddenly seemed to be magnified countless times and resounded in the boy's mind, obviously he hadn't heard it just now.

The hairpin on the head was tilted to one side and couldn't fall off, and a cluster of bamboo was carved on the head of the hairpin. At this time, the emerald green color was stained with blood, which looked very strange.The black hair scattered and fell on each other's bodies, and the naked skin stirred as the girl panted.

A smile appeared on the pale face when he saw the young man, although the corners of his mouth were only forced to curl up, but in the young man's eyes, it was shockingly beautiful.

"Little letter..."

The person in his arms murmured again, but his vision of looking at the boy began to become hollow.

"Rong...sister..."

There was a blank in his head, the young man's lips moved, and he uttered three words with difficulty.

Like a floodgate being opened, the teenager's emotions were released all of a sudden, and he began to scream loudly. His hoarse and dry voice made people feel distressed.

"Sister Rong!"

"Sister Rong!"

"Sister Rong!"

…………

These three words are the same from beginning to end, and the young man doesn't know what he wants to express, but he feels that if he doesn't shout out like this, he is about to explode, his head is roaring, and there are broken fragments sliding by but even a blurred shot None caught.

The liquid in the eyes kept surging, dripping crystal clear on the girl's drenched clothes, and camellias bloomed one after another.

The boy's hoarse voice echoed over and over again in the silent space, until a bloody hand grabbed his wrist with difficulty.

Warm and soft, reassuring.

The boy stopped screaming and looked at her in a daze.

The girl was already speechless, and when her bleeding and blue mouth opened and closed slightly, the boy understood what she meant.

--do not Cry.

But I didn't expect these three words to make the boy's tears fall more violently, washing away the blood on his face, and...a pair of golden eyes.

The helplessness and grief inside seemed to be overflowing, and the golden clarity was reflected more and more. In the tears, she could see her blood-stained face pulling an ugly smile.

There was a trace of surprise in the girl's eyes, but she quickly calmed down, and then there was a flash of pity and love that she didn't know. She tried her best to shake and hold her hand, giving the other party the only comfort she could give.

Lips opening and closing to speak silent words—

be happy……

be happy……

be happy……

The repeated opening and closing of the lips simulated the last three words.

The light in the girl's eyes dimmed like misty candles, and finally gradually closed like a slow motion in a movie, and the long eyelashes slid down a beautiful arc like butterfly wings.

The crumbling bamboo hairpin hit the hard floor with a bang, and was quickly drowned in blood.

The liquid in the boy's eyes still kept flowing, but it became slower.

Filled with eyes wide open and unblinking, it quietly flowed across the cheeks...

The transparent color shattered a piece of bright red, but the calm heart seemed to be about to die, and he couldn't move his whole body. Everything went on in an orderly manner like a dream, until a roar came to his ears, so deafening Just like in the ear, the still space is instantly shattered.

He lifted his head suddenly, and a pair of ruby-like eyes just broke into his eyes without any defense, and there were all kinds of emotions mixed in them, making it hard for people to understand.

It is obviously red, which should be hated, but it is so bright and gentle that it seems to ignite the darkness in a room, making people unable to take their eyes off it.

Watching and watching, I was intoxicated in it and never woke up again...