sacrifice at night

As a price, Mu Buzhuo was responsible for cleaning the butterflies in the house. The dead butterflies were stiff, like withered leaves, and could only dance when the wind blows.

Mu Buzhuo noticed that Luo Wu's expression was extremely sad today, his eyes wandered, and he was silent and seldom spoke. On the contrary, Mu Feigan was in a good state of mind, talking with a smile, making Luo Wu happy from time to time.

Mu Feigan had a headache and regretted it. He regretted that he didn't hide his words yesterday and caused Luo Wu to hold him and cry all night. Now he is not in a good mood, just like a person who spent a lot of money to buy a lot of candy and is not willing to eat The child, who was greedy, tasted a piece of candy and found that the candy in his arms was bitter. What made him even more unacceptable was that he dropped the candy into the Coptis chinensis water in anger, adding bitterness to the bitterness.

"Luo Wu, talk to me." Mu Feigan was helpless, and shook Luo Wu's arm, but was hugged even tighter.

Luo Wu also wanted to respond to Mu Feigan, but he found that since last night, he couldn't control his voice. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would cry and make Mu Feigan worry, so he had to hug Mu Feigan tightly and let Mu Feigan Gan knew that he was by his side.

Finding himself in this situation, Luo Wu went to Mu Kediao, who said, "You are too scared, be strong, don't drag yourself down."

Be strong, it won't be too late when Xiaomu is gone.Luo Wuxiang couldn't control his voice, he couldn't even control his expression, he never knew it was so difficult to laugh, and fortunately, Mu Feigan couldn't see it.

Mu Feigan didn't force Luo Wu if he didn't get an answer. He touched Luo Wu's face with both hands, and gently rubbed the slightly tense face under his palm. Luo Wu hasn't smiled for a long time. Since yesterday, all this is his own fault. , sprinkled salt on Luo Wu's wound.

"Luo Wu, I tell you something, will you listen?" Mu Feigan squeezed Luo Wu's face, "Just nod if you listen."

Luo Wu looked up at the calm smile in front of him, and nodded slightly.Mu Feigan said, "Tell you, my birthday is three days later, don't you want to make any preparations?"

Luo Wu's eyes widened suddenly, and he regained his composure in an instant. He stretched out his hand and tugged at the black jade ring hanging on Mu Feigan's chest. Gan squeezed Luo Wu's ears and shook his head, "Did you hear me, I want a birthday present."

This time Luo Wu didn't nod, and buried his head in Mu Feigan's arms without saying anything, Mu Feigan really had no choice, and his mood sank.

Mu Kediao had enough rest to visit the pair of fateful mandarin ducks, just as he saw them crossing their necks to comfort each other, he stopped at the door and knocked on the door, Mu Feigan turned his head to take a look, although he couldn't see, Luo Wu didn't move.

Mu Kediao said, "Isn't it more painful to look like this? Let's go out to relax together. Isn't it Xiaomu's birthday in three days? Be happy with him, and you love him once."

Luo Wu buried his head on Mu Feigan's body and pretended to be an ostrich. Seeing Luo Wu's half-dead appearance, Mu Kediao hated him, but he also understood that Luo Wu was deeply hurt, suppressed his anger, and Mu Kediao persuaded, "When you look like this, Xiao Mu is also worried. You hold Xiao Mu every day, but you don't notice that he has lost weight. How do you take care of him? You know he is in a daze every day. How can you take care of Xiao Mu like this!"

After Mu Kediao said these words, Mu Feigan felt the hand around his waist pinch his waist, and then hugged him even tighter, but he didn't say a word.

Mu Kediao gritted his teeth and left, and Zhengzheng came to persuade him a few words, and Long Che even tried to persuade him, but it was useless.

Mu Feigan sighed, "I didn't want to say it at first, but seeing you like this, I'll tell you something again." After a pause, Mu Feigan said to himself, "I used to dream that I was a young master, My eyes are covered with a three-finger wide silk belt, and a group of servants and maids are serving me. I also dreamed of my cousin Han, who held a fan and congratulated me, congratulating me on my new life. Luo Wu, do you think it’s strange? Why do you have such a dream?"

Mu Feigan continued, "I thought, maybe after I die in this world, I will be reborn in another world. I've heard people say this kind of thing. I've read many ancient books, and there are also vague mentions of this kind of supernatural power. You said, will this kind of thing happen to me? You think that I have suffered so much, and I should give some compensation, don't you?" It's just a pity that no matter what, he can't accompany Luo Wu up.

Luo Wu still didn't speak, Mu Feigan couldn't help but sighed again, and said to himself, "My name is Feigan, Feigan Feigan, neither suffering nor suffering, I don't want to, I don't want to leave you, Luo Wu , please don’t do this, okay?”

"I never knew, I'm so devoted to you, Xiaomu." Luo Wu choked up and said, "I feel like I'm going to die..."

Hearing Luo Wu's words, Mu Feigan finally let go of half of his hanging heart. He believed that three doctors could take good care of a Luo Wu, even without him.

Time is slow and unstoppable, like a stream flowing endlessly, stopping at Mu Feigan's birthday.

Mu Feigan has lived for 26 years, the first birthday and the last.

There are no too many decorations, no too many people, the atmosphere is relaxed, the soothing piano music is melodious in the living room, and a 26-storey cake attracts the attention and becomes the highlight of the living room.

Luo Wu took Mu Feigan's hand and went downstairs. Mu Feigan's long hair was gathered behind him. He and Luo Wu were wearing the same blue couple outfit. From the clothes, shoes to the ornaments on their bodies, they looked like a pair. One was tall and handsome, A thin, elegant and coquettish, like the love that comes out of the painting, the happiness that is chanted in the dream.

The process was not too complicated, everyone said a word of blessing, Mu Feigan accepted one by one, Luo Wu saw his tired face, and asked him to make a wish.

Standing in front of the 26-story cake, Mu Feigan clasped his hands and lowered his head to make a pious wish. After making the wish, he smiled and said, "It's done."

The others also helped to blow out the candles, let Mu Feigan eat a symbolic amount, and then let Luo Wu lead Mu Feigan back to rest.

Mu Kediao kept looking at Mu Feigan until he couldn't see him, and said in a heavy tone, "I'm afraid it will be today."

You don't need to understand the words too much, everyone else understands, so they all sat silently in the living room.

Luo Wu and Mu Feigan lay side by side on the bed, clasped their fingers tightly, and Mu Feigan said, "You don't ask me what I wished? If you ask me, I'll tell you."

Luo Wu asked, "What wish did you make?"

Mu Feigan said happily, "I hope you are happy."

"Well, I'm very happy now." Luo Wu held Mu Feigan's hand tightly, "Aren't you tired, let's rest."

Mu Feigan responded softly, remained silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Thank you for being with me for the rest of my life, Luo Wu."

"En." Luo Wu agreed in a low voice, and crystal tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes, moistening his black hair at the temples.

Mu Feigan closed his eyes and said with a sigh, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."

"Well, I'll be with you." Luo Wumo cried softly, choked up, but felt his hand was squeezed hard, Mu Feigan closed his eyes, like a raving in his sleep, "Luo Wumo is sad, Feigan is still alive even though he died. May your life be safe and happy.”

After listening in a daze, Luo Wu felt that the strength holding his hand softened. Luo Wu looked at the loosened hand in panic, then looked at Mu Feigan's face, stretched out his finger tremblingly and poked it under Mu Feigan's nose, There is no breath.

Luo Wu shed tears, opened his mouth and howled silently, a broken and hoarse voice burst out of his throat, and suddenly earth-shattering sorrow and mourning resounded in the room, crying for his happiness, why not suffering?Crying for his love, how short is it?Crying for his life, where should he go?

The life and death agreement is broad, and the son becomes a talk, holding the son's hand, and knowing each other with the king, but the longevity will never decline, and the tears will never die with the king!