Looking forward to the stars

"It's still here."

As if he had heard the voice, Zhan Chen entered the door, and his eyes fell on Feng Fan who was lying on the ground.

"Feng Fan!"

"do not come!"

Feng Fan stopped drinking, but it was still too late, Zhan Chen was eager to get to him, his vigilance was thrown out of the clouds, and he didn't find Eisen standing behind the door, he caught him in a corner of the sniper, and the gunpoint was on his temple.

"Eisen."

Zhan Chen turned his head, the outline of his face was the same as the one he saw in the forest for the first time, prominent and deep, and the amber pupils in the dark night were as cold as needles.

"Now I know my name, but I've never called it before."

Eisen grinned grimly, this is not the first time I saw Eisen, and that person is not trustworthy, but it's not like this makes people feel cold, every word he utters seems to be poisonous, every word penetrates into the skin, from Corrosion from the inside out.

"Zhanchen."

Feng Fan struggled to stand up, Eisen shot him in the right leg, and quickly returned to Zhan Chen's head, the flesh exploded, he took two trembling steps and then knelt down, bleeding from his mouth, The clothes on the shoulders and abdomen were all wet from the bleeding from the gunshot, Zhan Chen said anxiously:

"Don't move, don't move, I'm fine."

Zhanchen dragged himself to move forward, Eisen raised his leg to push his abdomen, Zhanchen let out a muffled grunt, lost all strength, and caught sight of the bomb on Eisen's waist out of the corner of his eye.

Does he want to die together?

With a masterful effort, Zhan Chen's hands were twisted behind his back and tied, Eisen's arms were pressed against his neck, and his head was forcibly raised.

"Eisen, I'm here, you want to kill me, what's the use of torturing him."

Feng Fan roared, Zhan Chen's lips turned pale, his spleen was squeezed by external force, and he closed his eyes tightly to endure the pain.

"I'm fine. Don't move."

"So in love, it seems that the game I set up didn't work."

Eisen stared at Feng Fan, and said with a sinister smile:

"Zhou Jin was forced to death by me. Do you know why I didn't kill him? I think you hate me. The more you hate, the more satisfied you are. It's best if you can't get rid of me in the next life. Do you love him? Haha... Don't forget that you once It's my man, the one who would groan even if he was crushed to death on the bed, if he knew, would he still accept you?"

Eisen pushed his arm, and Zhan Chen's face was forced to look up.

"These eyes are very bright, I like them, like light, do you feel tormented under his gaze every day, your past belongs to me, it is destined to be dark and ugly, I pulled you in, and I will also end the end ,not him!"

Zhanchen's neck was pulled to the extreme, and the strong pull made it difficult for him to speak.

"You are wrong. You are the only one who is ugly. You are psychopathic, selfish and delusional, and make others suffer too. His past may have been dark...but...he is not yours, he is him from beginning to end...he got rid of it You, live a better life than you, I will take it out, he has a present and a future, but you are hopeless, this life is over, and in the next life, don't even think about pestering him."

"Haha... I really know how to say it."

Eisen laughed wildly, he also had multiple gunshot wounds on his body, he couldn't last long, Feng Fan slowly moved to the side, there was a gun under the table.

"Humph!"

Eisen snorted, a few bullets were fired, the gun bounced off, Feng Fan stopped.

"Feng Fan... Please don't move, please don't move."

Zhanchen cried and begged him, this person would kill him, he would kill him.

"Is it your idea to lure me out?"

Eisen's attention returned to Zhan Chen.

"A few people dared to fight with me. They were planning to attack me. All my subordinates died under the invisible gun. You are really not easy."

"It's far worse than you. You came to see your old friend with a bomb strapped on. You shouldn't come if you're so afraid of death."

"Really? He is my favorite person, I will take him back, Feng Fan, don't you think so?"

"Let him go and let you go."

"Haha... I was shot in the head as soon as I went out. You think I'm a fool. Last time, where did you hurt me, here, and here?"

Eisen squeezed Zhan Chen's neck and chest.

"You let him go, I will go with you, and you will leave here safely!"

Feng Fan forced himself to sit up, and said anxiously.

"If you move again, I will kill him immediately!"

Mingming smiled, but said something that made people die.

"Your blood, I really want to taste it."

Zhan Chen's head was pulled aside abruptly, and his snow-white neck was completely under the cannibal's sight without reservation.

"Zhanchen!"

Feng Fan rushed over, and Eisen shot him in the left leg.

"what!"

A sharp cry came to an abrupt end, bloodthirsty sharp teeth gnawed on Zhan Chen's carotid artery, blood flowed profusely, he bit his lip tightly, a blood bead burst out, and then a line of blood flowed And down.

"Zhanchen!"

The heart-piercing roar resounded in the secluded valley, like the wailing of a wild animal, red liquid kept flowing out of Feng Fan's mouth, his legs couldn't support him, he crawled inch by inch, Zhan Chen tightly Looking into Feng Fan's eyes.

"I'm...all right...don't look...I...don't...look at me."

The eyes as black as deep purple were full of scarlet blood, which belonged to Zhan Chen, and along with his, slid down from the corners of the eyes.

Eisen had had enough, threw his head back and laughed, delirious and intoxicated, the blood trickling down his jaw and down his neck in long thin red threads.

"Haha...it's this taste. It's more mellow than any red wine I've ever had. Feng Fan, have you ever drank it? Do you want to come over and taste it, your lover's blood."

"boom!"

Eisen's movements stagnated, and at some point, Tong Yuanfei came over and pointed the gun at him. He was still laughing wildly, threw Zhanchen, and touched the bomb's latch.

"All die, let's go to hell together, Feng Fan, I can finally be with you forever, Feng Fan."

He has gone crazy.

"go!"

Tong Yuanfei roared anxiously, Feng Fan caught Zhan Chen, exhausted his last strength, rolled to the window and hugged Zhan Chen, turned over and fell, Tong Yuanfei was also injured, fired another shot, rolled down the stairs, and went to the other side. Jumped out of the window of a room.

"boom!"

The whole small building exploded with a bang, and the reinforced concrete and wooden building materials crackled and ignited a raging fire, which shot straight into the sky and was as bright as day in the dark night.

Feng Fan protected Zhan Chen's head with his right hand and fell to the open space behind the first floor. The heat wave pushed them all the way to the grass in the backyard.

"Zhanchen, Zhanchen!"

Feng Fan called him and held his face. His hands were covered with blood, all from Zhan Chen's neck. Zhan Chen was dizzy from the sudden shock and woke up after a while.

"Feng Fan."

The severe pain caused by the contusion and tear on his neck made it difficult for him to speak and his eyes were slack.

"Zhanchen, don't be afraid, I'll stop the bleeding for you."

Feng Fan looked into his eyes, suffering, Zhan Chen nodded obediently, Feng Fan took out the sterilized bandage from his clothes, and carefully wrapped it around him.

"We all survived, you have to persevere, be obedient, and I will take you out."

Zhan Chen looked at him, Feng Fan braced his arms and remembered, his chest trembled slightly, spit out a big mouthful of blood, fell back heavily on Zhan Chen, gasped heavily, and slowly untied his hands that were tied behind his back .

"Feng... Fan, Feng... Fan, don't move... We will wait here, Yuan Fei will... come to us soon..."

Zhan Chen stretched out his hand to hug him, and felt a wet and sticky patch. He raised his head, Feng Fan's back was shattered by the impact of the explosion, his clothes were burnt in a large area, black blood flowed, and his dilated pupils suddenly tightened.

"Feng Fan...Feng Fan, wake up, wake up, open your eyes and look at me, please look at me... We all survived, you look at me..."

Zhan Chen shook him and burst into tears.

"Zhanchen...let me rest for a while."

Extremely light and weak, Zhanchen had never heard his voice like this before, the pores of his body were open and cold, he was afraid that he would never get up again after a short break, so he shouted hoarsely:

"No...I don't want you to rest, you take me out...you get up, I want to go home, you take me back..."

After waiting for a long time without answering, he seemed to have really fallen asleep, motionless, Zhan Chen struggled in a panic, he wanted to get up.

"Then I'll take you back, okay? Let's go home, Feng Fan, let's go home."

The gauze around his neck was soaked, Feng Fan was pressing on him, Zhan Chen tried to push him away, but suddenly lost weight, someone pulled Feng Fan up, Zhan Chen said happily:

"Yuan Fei, you are finally here, Feng Fan..."

"Who are you? Where are you taking him?"

More than one figure stood above his head. Feng Fan was held up by two people. He hung his head, without resistance or consciousness.

This group of people has never seen it before, one of them bent down to look at Zhan Chen, he saw those eyes, like the deep blackness of the ghost, the fire light flickered in his eyes, warm but without temperature, and there was no expression on his face, but those eyes face...

"It really is a ruthless horn. It looks so useless, but it actually killed Eisen, kid. Back then, he protected you and broke my arm. I didn't expect you to be worth it."

Deep and noble, with a small rustling sound, like a voice that has not fully recovered from a cold, he stood playfully and arrogantly on top of Zhan Chen's head, Zhan Chen looked up at him, with a hoarse voice.

"Give him back to me, give him back to me."

"take away!"

The visitor stood up, and the moment he turned around, Zhanchen saw his side face, from the forehead to the chin, which was exactly the same as in Zhao's mind, and similar to Feng Fan's.

"No...you can't take him away."

Zhan Chen got up, dizzy, walked a few steps and knelt down, stood up and followed, those people walked in a hurry, they took Feng Fan farther and farther, Zhan Chen couldn't catch up, and hurried to the side Walk and shout.

"Feng Fan...Feng Fan...you answer me, don't go with them, Feng Fan...you give him back to me..."

Zhan Chen stubbornly followed behind, with messy footsteps, fell down, and got up again. He was powerless, his vision was blurred, and he could only watch Feng Fan disappear. Black blood fell to the ground, sobbing and panting.

Why, after surviving such a thrilling adventure and going through so many twists and turns, why didn't he be able to keep him.

Feng Fan...

Someone caught up, swift as the wind.

"I'll bring him back."

But no one stopped, this sentence was like an empty mountain whispering, it passed by in an instant, and was carried to the ear by the air flow brought up, Zhanchen didn't see anyone, but he knew who it was.

"Yuan Fei."

He closed his eyes and was very tired. Tong Yuanfei said that he would bring him back, and he always believed his words.

Someone came over and stopped beside him. Zhan Chen didn't open his eyes, he was quiet and peaceful, as if he had fallen asleep. The gauze around his neck was no longer needed, it had already been dyed red and soaked by the warm liquid flowing out. Now, maybe it doesn't look so scary.

The body is carefully hugged by someone, caring for a baby with care. People often hug him like this. Everyone's arms are different, but they all make him feel similar. Yu Shao is warm and gentle, while Haohui should be strong and reliable. I like Feng Fan, he is at ease and true, he likes to put his palm on his chest, feel the beating there covering his hand, the source of his life is connected to the end of his palm is his heartbeat, the positions of the two hearts, A palm away, so close that no one can separate them.

He opened his eyes slightly.

"You're still here."

"They took him... I seem to have seen that person."

"Yuanfei said...he will bring it back, and asked me to wait."

"I remembered...Feng Fan said he had...brother, could it be him?"

"I also had a brother... many years ago... passed away... he was very young."

"I miss... him so much."

Zhanchen murmured softly intermittently by himself, seemed to remember something, raised his face and asked him.

"I owe you... three conditions, how should I pay them back, I have nothing but this life, if you want it, take it, I'm a scoundrel, can you force me to accept it, in the future I will... .I don't owe you anymore...don't tell Feng Fan."

His eyes were dim to dull, Zhan Chen whispered like sighing.

"This is where I haven't been hurt in my life."

He put his hands on his chest.

"I'm afraid of pain, but I get hurt all the time."

The corner of his mouth curled helplessly, and he asked again.

"You said... will he... come back or not... come?"

The eyelids closed slowly, the neck slipped from the shoulders, the scarlet gauze was so tight that there was sand in the eyes, the hand on his chest was powerless to hang down, he looked at Zhanchen, and stopped to answer him.

"He will come back, so you have to wait for him."

The salty and wet tears were blown away by the wind, and the broken pieces shone like stars in the sky, crystal clear and bright.

The emperor took him and took him home.

—End of the book—