The blackened male protagonist of fast wear, please let go

There is no wind or rain tonight, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, but... still without you.

Mu Zixuan was lying on the wooden recliner with a thin blanket in his arms, his eyes were slightly closed, one side of his cheek was sunk in the fluffy blanket, his eyes were stained with a light blue, he had already It's been a long time since I had a peaceful sleep.

Now that the blood curse has been lifted, those people who are busy preparing for the war will naturally ignore him, and he doesn't want to see those people, so he simply lives in the room he used to, guarding him That little bit of memory and hope, looking at the waning moonlight, listening to the whispers of the wind, waiting here for a person who will never come back.

Yu Bai's aura seemed to be still here, Mu Zixuan couldn't help but hugged the blanket, and wrapped him a little tighter around his body, but a drop of cold water fell from the corner of his eyes, which wet the blanket, and he murmured Said, "Why don't you come back to see me, even if it's just a dream..."

He remembered the scene of that day again. The warm blood soaked his palms. The person he loved the most seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed. It was so quiet, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth, without feeling any pain.

He looked at the dagger in his hand, but the palm of his hand was scorching like a fire. The pain spread from the palm of his hand to the bottom of his heart, burning all his hopes and thoughts, leaving only a handful of dead ashes blown away by the wind.

Don't leave me behind, he thought numbly, his fingers touched Yu Bai's already cold cheeks, his brown eyes were filled with ashes-like despair, I... only you, and I only want you to be by my side Me... other people... what else do other people care about, even if it is death... I am willing to be with you...

He picked up the dagger, and the bright blood slid down the tip of the knife, the blood of the person he loved the most, thinking that the bright color here was almost dazzling, he stabbed the dagger into his own tremblingly. His heart and body trembled a little, not because of fear, but because of excitement, to die, to die with his lover, to let them be together forever, never to be separated.

There was no pain, and he almost pulled out the dagger in disbelief. No blood flowed out, and even the wound healed instantly, intact as before.Trembling, he stabbed in again, there was nothing, he could not die, he could not commit suicide...

Jin Ran stood there with a calm and unwavering expression, but there was some sympathy or compassion in his eyes, "Using blood as a guide and life as a contract, he exchanged his fate for you. If you don't If you live to that time, it is absolutely impossible for you to die..."

The blood race is a long-lived race, plus the number of lives given to him by Yu Bai, the time seems to be endless, and this long loneliness and loneliness probably need to be endured by himself, to chew this bitter time, and wait The one who will never come back.

Sometimes he hates it, hates why Yu Bai forced himself to stay in this world alone, guarding an empty city, looking forward to returning alone.

After the prosperity of spring and summer, the desolation of autumn and winter, the reincarnation of the four seasons, all things in this world are dust to dust, dust to dust, when his temples are frosty and his face is gone, that man But still did not come back.

Death is the cruelest thing in this world. One stroke cuts the distance between all lovers, and it is just a story of the past. This is how this page is turned, leaving only such idiotic waiting and crazy love. miss.

Mu Zixuan heard this, the dagger slipped from his hand, hit the ground, and made a crisp "ding bell", he gently hugged Yu Bai's body, his face was calm, unexpectedly There was no trace of pain and despair, and he carried Yu Bai to the door of the meeting hall, but no one dared to stop him.

After all, he has tasted the most bitter taste in this world, bitter to the heart, bitter to the heart, how can the word love be broken, now it is nothing more than a sorrow.

"Wait," An Yue's voice sounded behind him, painful and sad, "Yu Bai is the child I grew up with, his corpse..."

She was interrupted by Mu Zixuan before she finished speaking. He turned his face, his face was as indifferent as an ice sculpture, but the words he said were ironic, and the thin tone seemed to be torn apart in the air Same, "You are just a humble blood servant, what qualifications do you have for me to give you Yu Bai, not to kill you, just because I don't want to make him unhappy..."

Mu Zixuan lowered his head and looked at that face tenderly and dotingly, and rubbed against Yu Bai's cold cheek slightly, his sweet tone with a bit of a peculiar biting voice, "Don't worry, I won't do you no What about the things you like, what if you get angry with me and refuse to come back..."

An Yue stood there, but Mu Zixuan didn't put his peripheral vision on him at all, and then left again with Yu Bai in his arms. This time, no one stopped him, no one stopped him again.

The thin and gentle breeze blew past Mu Zixuan's ears, Mu Zixuan couldn't help hugging the blanket tightly, his slightly long eyelashes trembled, but he didn't wake up, he only felt that his internal organs were completely filled The cold air seemed to have walked into the icy lake with bare feet, allowing himself to be submerged in the lake, but he had no strength to break free.

Someone whispered his name in his ear, "Zixuan, Zixuan..." One after another, it was like the person he loved, his hands were also being held tightly, It's as if we will never be separated again.

It was that person's breath, Mu Zixuan opened his eyes, and saw that familiar person sitting next to him, playing with his fingers again and again, with curved eyebrows and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. It was a half-complaint, "I haven't woken up after calling you for a long time..."

Mu Zixuan was a little dazed, sitting there blankly, feeling at a loss for what to do, but Yu Bai patted his head, rather strange, and asked him half-jokingly, "What's the matter, did you fall asleep stupidly? Didn't we make an appointment to go to the market today..."

Mu Zixuan hugged Yu Bai all at once, with his chest pressed against his chest, as if he wanted to rub him into his own flesh and blood, his voice was also tinged with tears, "I thought you were dead, you disappeared, don't I'm..."

Yu Bai held Mu Zixuan's face, kissed the corner of his lips with cold lips, stared at his eyes seriously, with a firm expression, "How could it be, I love you, why would I leave you..."

Mu Zixuan embraced Yu Bai and kissed back deeply, but his arms were empty, and Yu Bai was no longer seen. Panic swept over him, and he woke up instantly, looking at the familiar surroundings. He shouted rather confusedly, "Yu Bai..."

"Yu Bai, where are you..."

No one answered him, the whole room was silent, only the cool moonlight was leaked by the curtains that were slightly swaying in the wind.