Da Deyun

He was lying on the bed with the quilt covering his waist and he was naked, his chest and back were stained with blood, the welts were intertwined and bloody and bloody, the pillow was so high that he propped up his waist with his head and lower body, so that the injuries on his body could avoid the mattress dilly-dally.

When the young master stepped into the inner room, his feet softened and he knelt down. He opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound because of the pain. He clutched his chest and fell to his knees in front of his bed.

His originally star-like eyes were tightly closed, the elegant smile on the corner of his mouth turned into a pale and colorless pursed lips, and the happy expression on his brows also wrinkled into Sichuan characters in his sleep.

The young master breathed tremblingly, as if he was about to hold his breath; he raised his hand and stopped beside his face, shaking again and again, but still didn't dare to touch it.His breath was weak, and the center of his brows was wrinkled in pain, how could he touch it...he would hurt...

All emotions collapsed at this moment, he bent down and wept in Tao Yang's palm.With the sound of thunder and lightning, his heart was shattered, and Ye Yu couldn't stop crying.

"Let's go." The madam's voice behind her could not be heard, and slowly came to her ears.

He turned a deaf ear to it, and just looked at the man in front of him covered in bruises and blood; this was his sweetheart, whom he pained with all his heart, the sweetheart who traded his life for his life, and frowned at him in pain but was powerless.

"It was me... I killed you..."

He never denied his affection, until this scene was in front of his eyes, the pain and regret like a knife pierced his heart followed one after another.

I just want to love you well, never thought that my love would be a sharp knife to hurt you.

I don't know it's the desolation caused by the thunderstorm outside the house. .Still because his tears and cries burned his heart, Tao Yang frowned, moved his palms, and slowly opened his eyes.

He was in a trance, hazy, like a thick fog in a dream that night, he could hear the young master's voice but couldn't find him, he desperately wanted to rush forward but watched him fall off the cliff with a smile on his face...

"Master..." Two words came out in a weak breath, which was inaudible but directly hit people's hearts.

"It's me...it's me..." The young master held his hand, crying uncontrollably, not even daring to look up at him.

He was on the verge of dying, intermittently, each breath was painfully frowning, and each breath felt like the last.

"Don't go..." He seemed to want to hold the young master's hand. .But he spread his palms weakly, and closed his eyes heavily.

The madam turned her face away, as if she couldn't bear it; the child was sensible and obedient since she was a child, and she never worried about it, but this happened to her, how could she not feel sad.

"A Tao..." The young master moved closer, and whispered in his ear, afraid of scaring him and fearing that he would not wake up: "A Tao... I won't go, I won't go, can you wake up?"

"Come here." Madam closed her eyes, turned her back, and the two servants stepped forward to hold the young master and tried to pull him out.

"Go away!" With red eyes like a wolf, he stood in front of the bed and refused to leave; he was originally a frail, scholarly and handsome young man, but if the love in his heart was not there, his vigorous spirit would turn into a demon of hostility.

"Are you crazy!" Madam looked at him, her eyes seemed to be misty in the shadows, and she said in a tone of hatred: "Dalin, you shouldn't be able to and you are not allowed to..."

"What should you say!" The young master yelled back in a thick and hoarse voice, what manners and rules do you want, what is more important in this world than him!

"I just want to be with him."

"and you?"

"What is supposed to be and what is ability? Being old and dead without contact, being separated from each other is not peace, but torture!"

"I don't know how cruel this world is, but if I can endure it, why should I pester me endlessly!"

"Did I destroy him, or did you destroy us?"

"Since my heart hurts, how can I hurt him like this!"

"If you lose him, so what if you win the world."

The lady was right in front of him.The child who had been raised since he was a child asked her with tears in his voice.

She closed her eyes, and two lines of tears fell down.

"Let him go!" Gritting his teeth, he turned around and didn't look at him; there were a few more servants, and they dragged the young master away, not knowing where the strength came from. .Several people were helpless, and did not dare to be violent.

He resisted with his hands and kicked a servant, the red heat in his eyes turned from sadness to determination full of hostility.

"Dalin!" Madam clenched her fists and roared, "You promised, this is the last time!"

"I also promised him not to leave." He looked up at all the people in front of him, only to feel that they were more terrifying than demons and suffocating.

Tao Yang was hurt. .It was tantamount to hurting his life.

The young master turned around and sat under the bed, tore off the hem of the clothes, took Tao Yang's hand, wrapped the hands of the two with the cloth material, bent over and raised his hand, gritted his teeth again, and tied a tight knot.

It was obviously an extremely childish approach, but it made everyone's nose sour.

His tears hit the hands they were clasping, and the other hand rolled up his sleeve and gently wiped the fine sweat that was covered with pain on Tao Yang's forehead.

His eyes were locked on Tao Yang's face, and he couldn't tolerate anyone anymore; he opened his mouth and said word by word: "He is here, I am here; if he dies, I will die."

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You are so devoted to me, how can you be willing to run in the opposite direction; in this world, apart from life and death, there is nothing worth giving up this affection for me. ~.