Shadow for the Emperor

pain.

A dull pain.

It intensified little by little, as if a heavy object was pressed on the chest, making Xiao Zhe feel difficult to breathe.

The pressure is so great that it may be that the quantitative change has led to a qualitative change. The inexplicable dull pain gradually turns into a sharp pain, as if thousands of bees are stinging on the heart at the same time, and every breath is hot.

Qin Ruanyun died.

The doctor declared her dead, covered her body with a cloth, and pushed her to the morgue.

Sitting in the empty ward, Xiao Zhe opened his mouth slightly, as if his nose could no longer grab enough oxygen for him.Someone sat down next to him and seemed to be sobbing softly.

A woman's voice.

Even if he doesn't move, it can be deduced that it is Qin Ruanyao.

Some emotions in my heart are rapidly sprouting and growing, such as hatred.

This is the woman who went off the rails and abandoned her husband and son.

Maybe it grew too fast, the nutrients were absorbed, and the whole behemoth named hatred fell down.

She didn't cheat, and she didn't abandon her husband or son.

Qin Ruanyun didn't just say that before his death——Qin Ruanyao's child had passed away many years ago.

They say people tell the truth when they die.

Does that mean that the piecemeal fact is true, he is not the son of the woman whom he has hated for more than ten years, but the son of the woman who has just died that he has loved for more than ten years.

Or maybe Qin Ruanyun was just trying to stop him from hating. She didn't know what happened to him, but she knew him. Normally, he would probably live with hatred for the rest of his life, so before she died, she weaved an absurd and An irrefutable lie?

It is not impossible.

But in any case, no matter what she said before she died was true or false.

He doesn't hate anymore.

I really don't hate anymore, not because my feelings are pulled away, so I can't feel the hatred.

How tiring it is to hate someone. His dearest relative just passed away, and he has no energy to hate.

"Xiao Zhe." A man called him.

He looked up and saw a very handsome man with compassion in his eyes. Isn't this Wen Sheng, his lover. "What is it?" he said three times, the first two failing with a dry throat.

"I'll take you back."

Xiao Zhe nodded, looked at Qin Ruanyao beside him, "Where is your home?"

"I do not want to go home."

"You want to stay in the hospital?" Xiao Zhe frowned.

Qin Ruanyao was a bit embarrassed to speak, but she mustered up her courage after a long time, "I want to go to Ayun's place." After she finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Zhe cautiously, "How about it?"

"Ah."

Wen Sheng drove the car downstairs to the apartment, Qin Ruanyao got out of the car, but Xiao Zhe didn't move at all, just handed her the key through the car window.

"Aren't you going up?"

"No more." He read the disappointment in her eyes and explained, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Where are you going?" Wen Sheng, who had been silent all this while watching Qin Ruanyao leave, finally asked.

"Let's go to the hotel."

Wen Sheng gripped the steering wheel and restarted the car.However, he did not take Xiao Zhe to the hotel, but abducted him directly to his home.

In fact, when he drove near here, Xiao Zhe realized something was wrong, but he didn't care where he went, as long as he didn't go home, he didn't see traces of Qin Ruanyun's past life at home.

Wen Sheng's house is very big, and when the two of them are silent, it looks even bigger.

In the past Xiao Zhe would try every means to find a topic, maybe even before yesterday, he would still do it, but now, he has no desire to talk at all.

One of the two opened brandy and drank by himself, while the other played with his mobile phone, absent-minded.

The biggest shortage of smartphones these days is power.

Xiao Zhe stared at the display screen until his head ached and his phone turned off unbearably tortured, then he looked up at the "outside" world: Wen Sheng had already drank most of the bottle of wine, just pouring it one by one, he didn't deserve a small drink. The food and drinks are still paired with a TV, it's like drinking stuffy wine, those who don't know think it's his dead relatives.

"Is there a charging cable? Lend me one."

"In the bedroom." Wen Sheng replied, and he didn't seem to get up to help him.

In this case, Xiao Zhe decided to be self-sufficient, anyway, judging from what he meant, he didn't seem to mind going into his bedroom to get things.

The charging cable was placed conspicuously, just on the bedside table, and there was a velvet black jewelry box next to it.

He originally wanted to take the charging cable and leave, but the exquisite little box had an inexplicable attraction to him, Xiao Zhe couldn't help picking it up, rubbing the short fluff on it, feeling a little dazed.

"Open it." Wen Sheng didn't know when he appeared in the bedroom.

Xiao Zhe's first reaction was like being caught as a thief, wanting to put the box back in place.

"this is yours."

Xiao Zhe snapped his thumb unconsciously, put his left hand on the top cover, hesitated for a while, and opened it anyway—as expected, there was nothing there.

"It was the ring that I was supposed to wear before, right?" He looked at his hand in a daze, the ring marks on it had disappeared in sevens and eighties.

"Ah."

"Where did it go?"

"do not know."

"I lost it?"

"maybe."

"Aren't you angry?"

Wen Sheng didn't answer right away, his beautiful Danfeng eyes were tightly locked on Xiao Zhe's face, he didn't know what he was looking at, "I gave you this ring twice."

"I dare not accept it for the first time?" He guessed according to his personality.

"Yeah. You made the weakest excuse, saying that the ring is too big. So..." Wen Sheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he said this, "I put a ring of gold in it."

"Uh, so I have to take it the second time?"

"It's not so much that I have to, it's better that I want to take it, but I dare not take it." Wen Sheng took the jewelry box from him and played with it, "I brought this ring from ancient times, and it means a lot to me. You are afraid of losing its meaning, so you have been apprehensive, afraid of losing it, afraid of breaking it, and try not to do things with your left hand when you first put it on.”

"That must be clumsy."

"very funny."

Xiao Zhe suddenly had a feeling that if this person insisted on giving him the ring, it might be caused by some desire to see "interesting".But anyway, thinking of losing such a precious thing, he still felt a little guilty, "But I still let it down. If you don't say it now, I don't even know it has such a great meaning."

"When a person has a valuable treasure, he will not want to use plastic to decorate it, but will only use the most precious things around him to add icing on the cake. Because for him, the value of such a precious object is not as valuable as the treasure. "

Does this mean that he, Xiao Zhe, has become the most valuable treasure in the eyes of the other party?

Seeing that he was still a little ignorant, Wen Sheng put down the jewelry box and said further: "So even if the flowers to be added are lost and the brocade is still there, you won't feel so sorry. Because flowers are everywhere, but brocade is unparalleled in the world."

Before Xiao Zhe could react, he had already printed Wen Sheng's lips.

Wen Cheng was a little startled, this was the first time Xiao Zhe kissed himself so proactively, "Don't get yourself burned." He lowered his voice, and only slightly moved away from the other's lips, warning.

Xiao Zhe took advantage of him while he was speaking.

The dexterous tongue is like a small snake, slipping into it, scurrying left and right, as if accidentally falling into a trap, trying to find another way out, anxious, wandering, hesitant, unable to find a way out, all in vain.

After staying in the hinterland for a long time like this, naturally he couldn't retreat completely, so after two or three moves, he not only lost the first move advantage, but also was chased instead.

"Xiao Zhe, I'll warn you at the end." Wen Sheng had already pushed him onto the bed, and the lips of the person under him were a little red and swollen due to the long kissing time, which was particularly conspicuous against the haggard and pale complexion.

His eyes were blurred and foggy, as if lost in some unknown Zhuangzi.

"We've been to all the places we should go, it's useless." He muttered, with a bit of grievance and doubt in his voice, "Maybe after doing it, I will remember it?"

Wen Sheng's eyes darkened in an instant, as if it was the surface of the sea during a storm, with stormy waves always rising, and the wind and clouds changing color.

That night, Xiao Zhe felt that although he was drifting, he was almost submerged.

He got up extra early the next morning.

Maybe it's because I went to bed very early last night and fell asleep as soon as I hit the pillow after being exhausted from exercise, so I was particularly energetic in the morning.He turned sideways and looked at the person beside the pillow.

That is, when falling asleep, the natural sharpness will be weakened, and people will become much more harmless.His breathing was very gentle, and his nostrils hit himself regularly, warm and itchy.

Xiao Zhe moved slightly, and put his hand under his nose. The warm breath touched the already cold hands exposed outside the quilt, and the effect of water vapor made the fingers feel moist.

In the past, he never felt that this phenomenon was worth noting.

But now...

He remembered that when Qin Ruanyun died, the electrocardiogram made piercing beeps, her heart no longer fluctuated, and naturally there would be no breathing.

Warmth is one of the signs of a living person.

As long as a person is alive, at least his breath is warm.At this moment, he was sincerely grateful that the people around him were still alive.

Anyway, he should be content.

"What are you doing?" Wen Sheng woke up when his consciousness was dissociated, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in his sleepy voice.

"Look at your drooling."

"Nonsense." He retorted, but wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand.

Xiao Zhe smiled lightly, "Good morning."

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