It is said that falling in love can help escape

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the heat waves came one after another, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.

With his back to the fire, Shen Yizhou put one hand on the back of Tang Yu's head, holding him tightly.

Hearing him say he was sad, Shen Yizhou's heart felt like a hard claw had scratched hard, overflowing with distress.

But at this moment, it seems powerless to say anything.

He's been through it too, and he knows it better than anyone else.

For a long while, he just held his hand, silently looking at the white wall in front of him.

The door to go out has been locked, and the small courtyard is almost completely engulfed by fire. In just a few minutes, the fire will burn here.

They have no way out.

Before planning to meet Tang Yu again, he had thought about a lot of things to do with him. He felt that they still have a lot of time, the future is still long, and they can spend many springs, summers, autumns and winters together.

But only did not think that he would die with him.

Still in this way.

Shen Yizhou closed his eyes and said, "Tang Yu......"

However, he had just said two words when Tang Yu interrupted him: "We can go out."

Shen Yizhou turned his head to look at him, and saw that Tang Yu's eyes were extraordinarily determined, shining with a strange light, and the fire light was reflected in his pupils, casting a touch of red.

The look of injury and weakness just now disappeared, and in such a short period of time, he seemed to have put on a layer of hard armor, and the expression on his face was impeccable.

Shen Yizhou couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips. In the past, he was the one who comforted Tang Yu, but this time it was him who comforted him.

"There is no other way to think about it," Shen Yizhou coughed softly, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Tang Yu stared at him silently for a while. He had only known him for a short month, but he felt as if the two had known each other for a long time. Today was the first time he looked at him so seriously.

Shen Yizhou is really good-looking. Even in such a distressed situation, his face is still like white jade, but his eyebrows and eyes are sharp and deep. When he is not smiling, he looks extremely oppressive. Under the hard lining, the lines are very smooth, as if drawn by a painter.

He clearly knew that the chance of surviving was very small, but there was no despair and fear in his eyes. Instead, there was only calmness and a gentle smile.

What was this man...what was he thinking that he could still laugh in this situation?

Tang Yu looked away again, looked at Huo, which was gradually getting smaller, and suddenly stepped on his feet slightly, and leaned into Shen Yizhou's ear: "I have something to tell you, do you remember last night?"

Tang Yu's breath is very warm, brushing against his ears, with a numb and crisp touch, Shen Yizhou's whole body is like being electrocuted, only feeling that piece of skin is extremely itchy, all his attention is involuntary The ear moved to the ear that was so close to Tang Yu, so much so that he ignored the gradual decrease in the air temperature behind him.

last night.......

Shen Yizhou kissed Tang Yu by the well and confessed to him.

Tang Yu meant that he hadn't thought it through yet, but at this moment he suddenly brought it up. Could it be that he had thought it through?

Shen Yizhou only felt that his throat was tight, his mind went blank for a moment, and only one thought remained - if Tang Yu agreed to him right now, he might have the urge to tear down the game with his bare hands and take him out .

After so many years of unrequited love, two years ago, two years ago, I finally had the signs of double arrows, but who knew that Tang Yu would forget about him completely when he turned around.

It's really bitter to have a crush on him for his sake. If he died right after listening to Tang Yu's confession, then he would never be reconciled!

Shen Yizhou nodded vaguely: "Well, I remember."

"I actually want to tell you..." Before Tang Yu finished speaking, she suddenly reached out and slashed Shen Yizhou's neck fiercely.

Shen Yizhou only felt that his eyes were dark, and he hadn't heard the second half of Tang Yu's words. After he noticed Tang Yu's movements, he opened his eyes in disbelief, and before he had time to say anything, he fell headlong.

Tang Yu caught Shen Yizhou's body, said sorry in a low voice, and put him against the wall.

And at this moment, the fire in front of me finally receded, and there were only sporadic small fires burning on some logs, and the whole yard was destroyed beyond recognition, leaving only thick black smoke and charred breath.

Sitting at the mouth of the well was a woman wearing an umbrella and a long floral dress. Her skin was white, her figure was slim, and her long, smooth black hair hung over her shoulders, adding a bit of classical beauty to her.

She is Lin Yu.

Tang Yu slowly walked in front of her: "You said in your dream that you wanted me to draw a picture for you."

Lin Yu looked up at him slowly from under the umbrella, and smiled sweetly: "Yes."

She also said that sooner or later he would agree.

A prophecy.

"I can help you draw," Tang Yu pointed to Shen Yizhou by the wall, "but you have to let him go."

Lin Yu tilted his head to look at Shen Yizhou, only glanced indifferently, and then said: "I can let him go, but you know that choosing to stay and paint for me means that you can never leave me, right?"

She waved to the side, and a bucket of blood-red things flew over and landed at Tang Yu's feet. Tang Yu looked down, and just happened to meet the head in the barrel—it was Chu Zhi.

It turned out that she didn't disappear at all, but was turned into a paint in this way.

"Look, I've prepared all the paint for you," Lin Yu hummed, with a happy smile on her face, she sat on the well, her smooth calf hanging in the air, shaking little by little, she said , "This bucket of paint can be used for a long time, and I will help you find another one when it runs out. Have you made up your mind?"

Tang Yu didn't agree directly, he said, "Let him go first."

Lin Yu looked at him: "Do you like him?"

Tang Yu didn't speak.

Lin Yu laughed: "When I was on your body, I tested him, and he can't stand being teased in the face of you. If you wake up later, the raw rice may be cooked."

Tang Yu didn't remember the memory of her upper body very clearly. Hearing what she said, he shook his head and said, "He won't."

"How do you know he can't?" Lin Yu laughed, she lowered her head and played with the handle of the umbrella in her hand, "Aren't all men animals that think from the lower part of their body?"

"I don't know about others," Tang Yu believed this inexplicably, "but Shen Yizhou is not such a person. Without my consent, he would not touch me casually."

Even when he kissed him yesterday, he immediately said sorry after waking up.

When I hugged him or held his hand, although I looked calm, my palms were actually sweaty, and I didn't dare to look directly at him.

Quiet Mimi eats tofu like a thief, he is the only one, and he is neither straightforward nor strong, but he still eats persistently, his spirit is very admirable.

Shen Yizhou thought he had a fever and didn't remember these things, but in fact he knew it all.

Lin Yu's movements paused, and his expression seemed to be in a trance.

Tang Yu looked at her quietly: "Do you think Tang Yi is such a person?"

Lin Yu didn't speak, but her eyes were blank for a moment, and the umbrella with white plum blossom fell from her hand and fell to the ground.

All the fires were extinguished, and for a while, the small courtyard was extremely quiet.

Lin Yu jumped down from the well, her white feet stepped on the scorched ground, and she walked up to Shen Yizhou step by step.

Shen Yizhou was unsteadily in a coma, frowning tightly, struggling to wake up, but he was always wrapped in a drowsy darkness, like being stuck in a quagmire.

Tang Yu looked at her behind her: "Can you let him go?"

Lin Yu knelt down and touched Shen Yizhou's forehead. The moment her hand touched his forehead, there was a bracelet on her wrist. I don't know what command she gave, and the bracelet burst into a dazzling light. The light shone downwards and completely enveloped Shen Yizhou, and after a while, when Lin Yu moved his hand away, Shen Yizhou had already disappeared in place.

Lin Yu stood up and looked back at him: "I have released him, so you will stay here forever."

Tang Yu narrowed her eyes: "If you want, I have no objection."

Lin Yu went back to pick up the umbrella on the ground: "Where do you want to draw for me?"

Tang Yu actually doesn't know how to draw at all. He is a typical engineering man. Except for codes and some unpopular books, he knows nothing about other things. But at this moment, his expression is very calm: "I want to go to the painting room."

Lin Yu looked at him with cold eyes.

"There are a lot of tools in the painting room." Tang Yu said to himself as if he didn't see her suddenly cold face at all, "It's a big place, and it's very convenient to have everything you want, but there's no one there now. "

Xu Rou has already left.

Lin Yu put away her umbrella and looked at him with a half-smile, but her voice was soft: "Not only is the place big, but people died there."

Tang Yu's voice stopped.

He didn't see her figure clearly at all, and in an instant, Lin Yu came in front of him, stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, with a cold expression: "Do you want to die too?"

The feeling of suffocation spread, and Tang Yu felt his eyes darken. He looked at her, but he was unexpectedly stubborn: "That's right, it's in the studio... I won't go anywhere else."

Violence flashed in Lin Yu's eyes, but she restrained it very well, instead she slammed Tang Yu to the ground: "Okay, studio, if you can't draw well, I will let you die. "

Tang Yu touched his neck, fresh air rushed into his mouth and nose, he was choked and coughed a few times, and then slowly got up from the ground.

When the two came to the studio, no one spoke on the way. Lin Yu didn't open the umbrella that she never left her hand. The umbrella was closed and she held it in her hand.

After arriving at the studio, Tang Yu opened the door. The layout of the studio was still the same as in the daytime, except that there was one boss missing.

He fumbled to turn on the light, and then took out the brushes and drawing boards from the cabinet. Although these things had been stored for a long time, they had not been opened and were all brand new.

Just no paint.

Lin Yu found a high stool and sat down, staring at him intently.

The bucket of blood-red paint was also moved here at some point.

Tang Yu set up the drawing board in front of her and sat down. He held the paintbrush, looked up at Lin Yu, and said casually, "I've always been curious about a question. If I don't offend you, can I ask you?" for a while?"

Ever since Lin Yu entered the studio, his expression has been cold and his patience has been poor: "What?"

Tang Yu pretended to be painting, and asked unhurriedly, "Why do you have such a big obsession with asking someone to draw a picture for you?"

When this question was asked, Lin Yu's face suddenly became more gloomy and terrifying.