Yamakawa

At that time, he only cared about Xie Qiujie. Xia Youqing didn't know where the camera fell. After experiencing landslides, the camera would definitely not stay where it was.

He could only follow his memory all the way to find the past.

Two hours later, the rain was dense, and Xia Youqing wiped the water on his face. His whole body was already soaked, his clothes and hair were tightly attached to his body, and he was cold for no reason.

Still not reconciled.

He hasn't found the camera yet.

But Xie Qiujie was waiting for him at the foot of the mountain. He looked up at the gloomy sky, and walked down the mountain along the road, looking for the camera with that little hope.

Human beings are never reconciled to their own beliefs.

The sand flowed down, and it seemed that a local landslide had begun again. Xia Youqing accelerated his pace down the mountain, but suddenly stopped when he passed a fallen tree.

He saw Xie Qiujie.

Xie Qiujie lowered his head, sank in a pool of yellow sand, covered in mud, and the blood stained the sand and gravel.

And he was holding a black camera in his hand.

Xia Youqing was stunned, as if time stood still, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know what to do.

Xie Qiujie seemed to have just seen him, raised his eyes, forced a smile, and his voice was scattered in the wind, "Xia Youqing."

"...Camera, found."

A ray of light shines through the dark clouds, and the rain falls against the wind.

The hillside was loose, Xia Youqing walked forward in disbelief, faster and faster, and finally ran, pulling him into his arms before Xie Qiujie slid down the hillside.

The camera knocked on them, Xie Qiujie hunched over and couldn't help coughing, with a pained look on his face.

The mountain torrent rolled down mercilessly, and the mud and rocks were as fast and cruel as a torrent.

Xia Youqing hugged him and left the dangerous place. After running for a long time, he was half-dead from exhaustion, his knees were weak, he half-kneeled on the ground and gasped for breath, and touched Xie Qiujie's face, "Xie Qiujie, what's the matter!"

"You came so fast..." Xie Qiujie whispered.

Before he could shout, Xia Youqing appeared in front of him.

"Blood! Why is there blood?!" Xia Youqing touched him anxiously, and couldn't help shouting, "Where did you hurt, where did the blood come from, don't worry about the camera, I don't want the camera anymore, I ask you what's wrong ? Where is the injury?!"

Xie Qiujie looked at him and said softly, "Head...a headache."

"Is it hurt to the head? Wait a moment, let me see! Where is the head?" As he spoke, Xia Youqing touched the blood on his head.

With the rumbling sound of the hillside in the distance, Xia Youqing felt so flustered for the first time looking at the blood in his hand, and even felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe. He seemed to have never been so afraid in his life.

"What happened to your head! Didn't I tell you to go down the mountain and wait for me? Why are you here? Do you know that this is very dangerous! Xie Qiujie, did you ignore everything I told you before? Didn't I tell you to find someone else?" Wait for me somewhere safe?"

He simply helped Xie Qiujie stop the bleeding, but even his voice trembled.

Xie Qiujie seemed to see Xia Youqing in such a mess for the first time. He was always bright, unrestrained and unrestrained.

The first time he saw Xia Youqing panicked, his hands were shaking.

How can a man with a camera shake his hand?

The back of his head was burning hot, and his brain was very dull. Xie Qiujie felt a little difficult to breathe, and everything in front of him was gradually blurring.

Then he was gently shaken awake again, as if someone was yelling, he felt so tired, too tired looking for the camera, his head hurt, his knee hurt, and even the rain was cold.

He seemed to be carried on his back. He remembered that Xia Youqing's back felt like this, but Xia Youqing didn't have the smell of mud on his body, and there was a dirty figure in front of him.

"It's so cold...it hurts."

"I found the camera."

"Xia Youqing, don't go..."

How could it be so cold in summer? Water poured into his bones, as if he was in the river when he was a child. His limbs were cold and his head hurt.

"Xia Youqing, talk to me, it's so cold... Am I going to die..."

This feeling seems to go back to when I was a child, Xie Qiujie hated it to death, he hated that world, hated all the pain when he was a child.

He didn't like that winter, it was too cold, he just wanted to have a winter that was as clear as summer.

He seemed to be turned upside down by someone, just like when he was a child, he felt that death was very close to him, and subconsciously wanted to say his last words.

Xie Qiujie said: "Xia Youqing, I am rich, I can buy you a lot of cameras... If I die, you can't like others, I will be unhappy... You said you won't make me unhappy, I ...I found a camera for you..."

Xia Youqing gritted his teeth and walked behind his back, Xie Qiujie was unconscious but clutched at the camera tightly.

Xia Youqing said: "Baby, don't say stupid things, you won't die, I will take you to the hospital right away, don't say stupid things! I only like you, so you must live!"

Xie Qiujie couldn't hear anything, and said his last words to himself.

He talked about his property, the business of the store, and the future of him and Xia Youqing.

At last he seemed exhausted, and his speech faltered and his voice became weaker and weaker.

a long time.

He said again: "I lied to you... After I die, you must not always remember me, you have to forget me, just think of me once in a while."

He really wanted to occupy Xia Youqing's life, but he didn't want Xia Youqing to live like him. He wanted to give him freedom and a vast world, and he wanted Xia Youqing to be free and unrestrained forever.

He didn't want to leave Xia Youqing with a wound in his heart.

Xia Youqing walked with people on his back with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The mountain road was rugged, and he hurt his leg when he ran away with Xie Qiujie.

He has always been calm, but now he is terrified. Xie Qiujie closes his eyes.

Xia Youqing yelled: "Xie Qiujie, don't talk about this! I will remember you forever, and I won't die. If you don't understand, I won't be happy if you say your last words. Baby, don't say it. I'm going down the mountain now. There must be ambulance down the mountain." Car, don't sleep!"

Xie Qiujie's eyelids closed uncontrollably, his consciousness gradually sank, he thought, he had never heard Xia Youqing speak.

What is Xia Youqing's voice like? He really wants to know.

He said softly, "Xia Youqing... I love you."

What will Xia Youqing say to him at this time, maybe he will respond that I love you, I really want to hear him say it with my own ears, I really want to spend my whole life with him.

Will he never see Xia Youqing again.

The wind seemed to have stopped.

Xia Youqing wanted to forget him.

"Thank you for the autumn festival!"