go away without you

"Xiao Xiazi, is your phone out of battery?"

Hearing this, Qiao Xia took out her mobile phone and checked, it was indeed out of battery.

"Just now Jian Jian called and said he couldn't reach you. You should call someone back quickly. His voice sounds like he's in a hurry." Cheng Lie handed him his mobile phone and signaled him to call back quickly.

Qiao Xia nodded, took it and found the contact person and dialed it.

"Cheng Lie, have you found Xiao Xia?" The phone was answered almost instantly, and Jian Jian's eager voice came over.

"Master, I'm Qiao Xia," Qiao Xia touched her nose in embarrassment, "I went out with Zhang Chenyu, and my phone happened to be out of battery."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. If it wasn't for the faint sound of breathing, Qiao Xia would have thought that Jian Jian had put down the phone.

"……yes."

"Well, my God, what's the matter with you?"

"... come down."

"what?"

"I'm downstairs in the hotel, come down, I'll take you to a place, as long as you are alone."

"Okay, wait, I'll come down right away."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Xia briefly explained to Cheng Lie and hurried off.

Although Qiao Xia is a bit slow in emotional aspects, but he is not procrastinating at all. Today, he has to tell the Great God clearly, even if it hurts a little, but he only has respect and friend feelings for him, so it is unfair to drag the Great God.

Thinking so firmly, Qiao Xia warned himself over and over again in his heart, but his steps slowed down when he got downstairs.

Simple sits on a motorcycle with a cigarette in his mouth, but there are many cigarette butts under his feet. He only puts on a thin coat casually. The weather in mid-May is not too hot, it is a bit humid The night wind was blowing in the coat.

His side face was hidden in the darkness, and as he walked slowly forward, the melancholy in his eyes became clearer and clearer.

Qiao Xia was very sad, Jian Jian was supposed to be an unruly existence, but now he looked more like a wounded beast who covered up his wounds by himself.

Why?Is it because of yourself?

Why?I don't deserve him to do this at all.

"God."

Qiao Xia stopped in front of him, and spoke hesitantly. Hearing the sound, Jian Jian raised his head, with a soft smile on his lips.

Just such a gentle smile made Qiao Xia's heart hurt even more.

"God, I..."

"Get in the car," Jian Jian preempted his words and threw the helmet to him, "I'll take you to a place."

The motorcycle stopped at an Internet cafe, which should be one that Jian Jian often visited. After greeting the network administrator, he took Qiao Xia into a room inside with ease.

Qiao Xia was surprised to see that the room was furnished like a hotel apartment, with all the facilities.

Seeing his doubts, Jian Jian explained: "I know the owner of this Internet cafe, and he helped me decorate this room."

Qiao Xia nodded knowingly.

Jian Jian handed him a bottle of Liziyuan milk.

Qiao Xia looked at the small bottle of milk curiously, and said, "You seem to like drinking this?"

Jian Jian just glanced silently: "Well, I'm used to it."

He turned on the computer, and there was a folder on the desktop named "Dragon Jue".

"Tomorrow, the online game "Dragon Jue" will be launched, and this is what I made for you." Jian Jian stood up, his eyes locked on Qiao Xia, and it was only for a moment, full of deep affection, then he closed his eyes, thinking Slowly put down the hand touching him.

This is a one hour video.

At the beginning, a martial artist in white stands on a cliff with his hands behind his back. The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the white robe, and his eyes, which are as elegant as mist, are fixedly looking directly at the setting sun.

"It's setting sun, it's too late," he said.

The camera slowly blacked out, and then three words slowly appeared, "Five years ago".

Five years ago, a martial artist in Tsing Yi was walking on the street. He had a profound realm, and his breath was like a dragon entwined. Passers-by all stayed away from him in awe.

And his eyes, which seem to be filled with fog, never get into other people, he is lonely and arrogant, and alone.

Until one day a young man suddenly crashed into his single life, his eyes were full of admiration and respect, but he had no fear alone, and he followed the martial artist eagerly.

Later, the talents of martial arts practitioners were suppressed, he smiled lightly, he never cared about this, but he didn't expect the boy to rush in front of him foolishly, with the corner of his blood-stained mouth curled up.

"I'm sorry... No, I can't go with you to see Manshan Peach Blossom..."

The martial artist listened to what he said.

At that moment, the dark clouds covered the sun, the immortals fell into demons, demons ran rampant, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.

Finally, the magic warrior in black walked away with one person in his arms.

Subtitles are slowly written on the screen.

Demons and ghosts, one sword breaks all laws, You Jiyi and Jun hold hands to the end of the world, even though he has hatred all over the world, the country is also picturesque. (Note: "Longevity" by Watermelon JUN)

"I gave this episode to you alone."

"Do you still remember that I like this passage?" Qiao Xia sniffled with sobs. This passage was just a snippet from the original text, but he liked it inexplicably. A boy almost cried out in the middle of the night after being abused.

"Well, whether it's the black forest mousse cake I like to eat when I'm in a good mood, or the habit of locking myself up when I'm sad, or my stomachache when I'm nervous, I remember them all."

"I treat you as a friend."

"I know."

"It is not possible for us."

"I know."

"I love Zhang Chenyu."

"Xiao Xia, you are cruel."

"Great God, are you blind?" Qiao Xia looked up at him, his eyes were red, and all those pan-acid emotions surged up, pooled in his eye sockets, and turned into cold and useless tears.

"I'm not only blind, but also cowardly and stupid." Jian Jian raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and smiled gently.

"I just gave you a gift, now, I'll take you back."

"it is good……"

Outside.

Zhang Chenyu stood in front of the car.

Qiao Xia walked over and took his hand.

Simple kept laughing until a pair of big hands covered his eyes.

Back at the hotel, Qiao Xia stood at the door of the room. He raised his head, his eyes showed blankness, and said, "I just want to live simply, why did I become a scumbag?"

"I have been willfully blaming you and my brother for my death, hurting you again and again, why don't you blame me?"

Zhang Chenyu hugged him and stroked his hair over and over again.

"I hurt my brother, I hurt you, and now I hurt the Great God, are you all blind..." Qiao Xia hugged him back, buried his head in his chest, tears fell down .

"Xiao Xia..." Zhang Chenyu was startled, and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

Qiao Xia closed her eyes, pressed her whole body against Zhang Chenyu, asking for a kiss ecstatically, but tears slipped into her mouth, which was extremely bitter.

Zhang Chenyu's throat was tight, and he wrapped his hands around Qiao Xia, his sanity had long since run out, Qiao Xia kept writhing in his arms, the small tent underneath was gradually erected, his eyes were red from the pain.

Joshua grabbed his clothes, trembling all over, with a helpless dim light in his eyes: "...hug me..."

"You, what did you say?"

"Hold me, please..."