Xie Ci hid in the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. At this moment, he hated himself so much, and then a crisp sound echoed in the bathroom, Xie Ci gave himself this slap, half of his face turned red.

He picked up the blade on the sink and scraped it on his arm, blood splashed on the ground.

"You are nothing, thank you." He broke down.

At this time, Wen Jin looked at the person on the bed, and he knew that there was not much time left for Wen Yan.

Wen Yan opened his eyes from the coma, and the first thing he asked was: "Where is Ah Ci?"

Wen Jin ran to look for Xie Ci. At that time, the young man was sitting in the corner, embracing himself, with a fragile expression. There were bloodstains on his body. Wen Jin's eyes were astringent. But a lifeless young man.

"He wants to see you."

There seemed to be light in Xie Ci's eyes, and then dimmed again. How should I put it, he was like a poor man who longed for light but dared not touch it. Finally, God took pity on him. When he was about to get light At that time, God took back the light again, leaving him to continue struggling in the dark.

In the end, Xie Ci still went to see Wen Yan.

He was lying on the bed, holding a dried petal in his hand, when he saw Xie Ci, he asked him to wave his hand in.

Wen Yan noticed the blood on the boy's body and the scars on his hands. He didn't say anything, but asked him, "Are you hungry? Let me cook a bowl of noodles for you."

Wen Yan got out of bed, Xie Ci wanted to help him but resisted the urge.

Wen Yan: "I haven't cooked anything for you, why don't you try it?"

Xie Ci was forced to sit on the sofa. He looked at Wen Yan's back, and every movement touched his heart. Xie Ci had never experienced what life was, but now, he understood.

Wen Yan took the noodles to Xie Ci. He watched the boy eating the noodles he cooked without saying a word.

Not far from the villa is the commercial street, which is a bustling area, with a large number of people flowing every day, some are busy and some are enjoying themselves.

It was the first time Wen Yan found out that Xie Ci restrained himself. Like a good boy, Wen Yan suddenly reached out to touch Xie Ci's head. While eating noodles, he clenched his chopsticks tightly. The noodles seemed to be salty.

Seeing that Xie Ci had to clean up, Wen Yan immediately stopped him, "There's no rush to put it there."

Xie Ci was embarrassed, the dim light hit the faces of the two of them, Wen Yan tenderly watched Xie Ci, "A Ci..."

Xie Ci lowered his head and dared not look at him.

"Ah Ci, I seem to have forgotten to tell you that I, too, have a crush on you."

Love at first sight is just love at first sight.

"At that time, you didn't like to talk, but you were the one who pleased me the most."

Xie Ci looked at Wen Yan, he couldn't believe what Wen Yan said.

Wen Yan was amused by him, dragging his chin with one hand, as if stars were twinkling in his eyes, Xie Ci made a decision, he pressed Wen Yan on the chair, and kissed him.

Wen Yan felt something on his face, it turned out that Xie Ci was crying.

Wen Yan passively accepted the young man's overbearing and unruly kiss. The closer he got to the back, the weaker the young man's strength became. He treated Wen Yan like a porcelain doll and kissed gently.

Xie Ci let go of Wen Yan.

Wen Yan took Xie Ci's hand, and heard him asking himself crying: "Can you give me a little more time."

Wen Yan wiped Xie Ci's tears from the corners of his eyes, "Promise me, forget about me after I leave."

As soon as the words fell, I heard Xie Ci roaring: "Impossible, in this life, in the next life, in the next life, you don't even want to get rid of my gentle words, don't even think about it."

"Even if I become a gust of wind, a grain of sand, I will stay by your side and never go anywhere. I will kiss you every day, hide in your belt, follow you, and stick to you."

The possessiveness in the young man's eyes was so terrifying, he stared at Wen Yan like a raging lion.

"Okay."

After Xie Ci heard Wen Yan's answer, he laughed at himself, knelt down next to Wen Yan, and put his head on his lap, "If I could, I would have been born earlier and be an older brother, so I could protect you .”

Wen Yan wanted to comfort him, but he vomited blood when he opened his mouth. Xie Ci was taken aback. Before he could react at all, Wen Yan lay on his body, and the blood gushed out like a dam had been broken.

Xie Ci immediately picked up Wen Yan and walked out, but was stopped by Wen Yan, "Forget it, don't trouble them anymore, they are tired at this time, not to mention making them feel sad if they can't be cured, I've gone too far."

"Hold me up to rest."

Xie Ci stayed by Wen Yan's side all night, he didn't close his eyes, he was afraid.

When Wen Yan woke up in the morning and saw Xie Ci, he moved out half of the bed and let Xie Ci lie with him.

Xie Ci lay down and found that Wen Yan's body temperature was much lower. He turned off the air conditioner and warmed Wen Yan's hands. On this hot day, Wen Yan smiled and turned it off even though it was hot, but finally turned it on.

Wen Yan's face was already very pale, his eyes were closed, his breathing was weak, and Xie Ci was terrified.

"Isn't it good to kill him and let him go? Are you willing to torment him like this?"

"Looking at him vomiting blood, looking at his painful expression, are you willing to let him spend so much time?"

Xie Ci touched Wen Yan's neck with one hand, and finally let go.

He was reluctant.

In the past few days, Wen Yan has become more and more sleepy. He spends two-thirds of the day sleeping, and the rest are either on the way to sleep or in a daze.

Xie Ci blinked, and his eyelashes cast a large shadow. On this day, Wen Yan was taking a nap in the back garden. He was lying on the swing chair, feeling the warmth brought by the sun.

"A word."

"What's wrong brother?"

"Let's go to the sea tomorrow."

Xie Ci's hand flipping through the book paused for a while on the page number, "Okay, it happens that my birthday is coming up, and I want my brother to take some photos with me."

The roses in the garden have been left unattended for the past few days, and they have withered a lot, and their bright colors have also dimmed, as if they are about to wither, losing their color, and even the butterflies are unwilling to stay on them for a while.

"The rose is dying."

Xie Ci glanced at Rose and said nothing.

"It's a pity. I want to plant some other flowers and see the scenery in other places. I want to see cherry blossoms in spring, white snow and wintersweet in winter."

"There will be a chance."

"I still want to walk hand in hand with Ah Ci in the snow."

Xie Ci asked him, "Why?"

Wen Yan closed his eyes and replied, "Because in this way we can be regarded as living together."

There were birds flying by in the sky, and Wen Yan lay his pillow on Xie Ci's lap. A question popped up in his mind, "Does Xie Ci hate my decision back then?"

Xie Ci put the book away, and said against his will: "I don't hate."

Wen Yan was very satisfied with Xie Ci's answer, and he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

After he fell asleep, Xie Ci looked into the distance, "You lied to me, I hate you, but after I saw the light in my brother's eyes, none of this mattered."

The boy's love doesn't know where it came from, but his love is deep.

In fact, he also wants to stay with his elder brother forever.

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