Rebirth: The Shura Field of the Two Slag Gongs

Zhou Yancheng developed a high fever, and he lay down in a daze, babbling in a daze from time to time, while Si Xu watched the drip and heard his boss kept calling He Yan's name, and couldn't help sighing.He really doesn't understand, Zhou Yancheng has only met He Yan a few times, why is it like a madman, he likes it so much, he has followed Zhou Yancheng for many years, and has never seen him care about anyone, how can he know that this person moves The true feelings are simply falling apart.

"Along, along..."

Zhou Yancheng went back to the day He Yan died in a trance.

After He Yan finished breaking up, he refused to answer his calls again. He kept calling while driving until someone finally answered, but a strange voice said bluntly: "Hello? You are from this phone number." Family members? He was in a car accident, come here quickly, next to the public station sign in front of the gate of Beijing..."

At that moment, Zhou Yancheng felt as if someone had drained all the blood from his body. His mind was blank, as if someone had slapped a stick hard, and stars appeared in front of his eyes. His trembling hands could hardly hold the steering wheel, and his knuckles were all numb. Turned blue and white, he couldn't even utter a single syllable, he just stepped on the accelerator hard.

He thought that today is April Fool's Day, He Yan must have played a prank on him, he was angry and helpless, and decided to punish him severely when he saw that little guy, this prank was too much, his heart almost broke Stop, he must warn He Yan not to play like this again, it will kill him...

He overtook one car after another, the speed cameras along the road kept flashing, he ran through an unknown number of red lights, and even the police cars roared behind him, and when he reached the road of Beijing University, the car was blocked He jumped out of the car and ran all the way on the street without even closing the door, until he saw many people surrounded by people in front of him, and there was still a dark red liquid slowly flowing on the ground.

Zhou Yancheng stopped in his tracks.

He suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill rushing up from the soles of his feet, even his heart seemed to be frozen, and his ears were buzzing, as if someone had hit his head hard with a heavy hammer.

People have premonitions, and Zhou Yancheng has a premonition that the scene ahead is unacceptable to him.

The traffic policeman who had been chasing him ran up from behind panting, and the two traffic policemen clamped his arms one by one. Zhou Yancheng woke up suddenly as if he had been electrocuted.

Originally, there were many policemen nearby because of the car accident, and when they saw this, they all surrounded Zhou Yancheng, and together they threw Zhou Yancheng down, pressed his face hard to the ground, and clasped his hands behind his back. At this moment, Zhou Yancheng finally From the gap in the crowd, I saw He Yan lying on the ground not far away.

He Yan leaned over there, but the clothes on his body were taken off by Zhou Yancheng once before going out in the morning. Zhou Yancheng remembered it very clearly. He was wearing a light blue plaid shirt and a different style of the same color in his suit. shirt.

He put his face on the ground, staring blankly at the figure, and after a long time, let out a low growl like a beast after being injured.

Zhou Yancheng suddenly struggled like crazy, trying to get rid of the policeman who suppressed him. He didn't remember what he shouted, but the policemen did let him go. Zhou Yancheng almost crawled to He Yan's side. He Yan hugged his head, and He Yan's nostrils, mouth, and ears were frantically gushing blood. He wiped it in a panic, took off his suit jacket and covered He Yan, and wiped the blood on his face with his shirt sleeve. Blood.

Someone squatted beside him and said: "...crossing the road...died on the spot...sad..."

Zhou Yancheng couldn't hear other voices at all, he just hugged He Yan, wiped his face, and said in a reproachful tone with a broken voice: "He Yan, what are you doing? You look so ugly, you are here You look like a bull in front of you, why are you so embarrassed when I'm not around? You're so ugly..."

"Wake up, wake up..."

"Go home, He Yan, come home with me..."

"It's windy, I'm here to take you home..."

He Yan is like a big torn doll, his always high head hangs limply in Zhou Yancheng's arms, his eyes bright as stars are tightly closed, Zhou Yancheng's tears fall crazily on his face, the tears wash He Yan Along the face of the blood, gurgling and flowing.

"He Yan, He Yan, why are you asleep..."

"How did I break you..."

When Zhou Yancheng picked He Yanheng up, he staggered under his feet, and he panted heavily: "You are really heavy, you have to lose weight when you go back, hug my neck, it is very difficult for me to hug you like this, stupid died……"

The onlookers finally understood the relationship between the two after seeing this scene. If they saw two homosexuals in normal times, there would always be someone who would gossip, but at this moment, Zhou Yancheng's appearance only made people feel sad.

Infinite, the sadness that sweeps the world.

On that windy afternoon, with dead branches and leaves flying all over his head and face, Zhou Yancheng hugged He Yan's broken body and walked blankly step by step on the dark street.

The air seemed to be covered with ice blades, and every breath was piercingly freezing and piercing pain. His body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his chest cavity, and then he spit it out, and the bloodstains along with He Yan Get mixed up.

His feet were soft, and he knelt down on the ground as if his leg bones had been removed, and He Yan was still tightly bound between his arms.

"Along, along..."

Zhou Yancheng pressed against He Yan's face, his chest was so painful that it was about to explode.

"Open your eyes and look at me...I'm in pain..."

His tearing growl caused him to cough, and each cough was accompanied by more blood, spilling from the corner of his mouth and dripping down his jaw.

"Look at me...I haven't told you yet..."

He vomited another mouthful of blood.

He is full of liking and love, endless regret and guilt, overwhelming sorrow and pain, and he can't tell anymore.

His entire body, consciousness, mind, and soul were torn apart, inch by inch, and the sky suddenly turned around in front of his eyes. A deep hole was torn in the sky, and the earth collapsed. He just wanted to hold He Yan together and sink into it. This is beyond redemption.

Zhou Yancheng changed the clothes for He Yan with his own hands. His fingers touched the man's face inch by inch, every inch of his skin. Zhou Yancheng's lips pressed against He Yan's cold and lifeless lips, and murmured: "This is you." Did you stop talking? Are you going to die just to get rid of me? Are you an idiot?" He buttoned He Yan's new shirt, and asked "Are you an idiot" after buttoning one button.

Si Xu opened the door and came in, telling him that He Yan's father was coming to get his son's body back. Zhou Yancheng's blank eyes suddenly shot at Si Xu like a sharp sword. His pupils were scarlet, and he uttered one word coldly: !"

Si Xu said helplessly: "The police are also outside. He Jinming is He Yan's biological father. We have no right to detain He Yan's body."

Zhou Yancheng seemed to have never heard of it, he hugged He Yan into his arms, and pressed his cheek tightly against him. Since He Yan's death, he hardly talked to anyone except rolling words.His parents, relatives and friends all came to persuade him, but he ignored them all. Everyone felt that He Yan had taken Zhou Yancheng away with him.No one expected that Zhou Yancheng's affection for He Yan could be so deep.

"The police pulled out the surveillance footage of He Yan's accident. Don't you want to know? The speed limit on the road at Beijing University is 40. The police believe that He Yan's death was not an accident."

Zhou Yancheng raised his head suddenly, and Si Xu felt that he was about to be torn apart by his gaze.

The police called out the surveillance cameras at the intersection where the accident happened, but Zhou Yancheng knew that He Yan would not break up with him for no reason. He found every image of He Yan coming out of the school. He saw Xu Yuefeng stopping He Yan, He also saw He Yan standing under the platform of the bus station to answer his phone. He saw He Yan standing in the middle of the road looking at his mobile phone in a daze. There was a text message he had sent to him on it. He saw a black car crooked The ground rushed at full speed, and He Yan was sucked into the air like a fallen leaf. When he fell, he landed on the roof of another moving car. After rolling down again, He Yan gushed out a large amount of blood almost instantly, without even struggling , and never moved again.

Zhou Yancheng stared at the video, engraving every picture deeply into his mind.His eyes were scarlet, his teeth were clenched, and a violent aura surged in the space around him, like the heavy dark clouds that were pressed down from the sky before the rainstorm, just waiting for a thunderstorm to tear apart, to beat the drum of this frenzied storm.

He suddenly let out a roar, and punched the computer screen in front of him fiercely, the screen shattered instantly, Zhou Yancheng clutched his chest and fell to his knees.His heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were burning with furious flames, burning him so badly that he couldn't breathe at all.

He Yan's death was not an accident.

If Xu Yuefeng hadn't stopped him, he would have boarded the bus long ago. If he hadn't sent him a text message, he wouldn't have stopped in the middle of the road. If he hadn't wanted to break up with him, he wouldn't have lost his mind and failed to notice the road conditions at that time. If he hadn't been infected with Qiao Lian, he wouldn't have been killed...

In everything, the culprit is himself.

It's ridiculous that he finally recognized his feelings for He Yan, and He Yan was killed by him.

He Yan was killed by him.

"Yanyan, Yanyan..." Zhou Yancheng's whole body seemed to be in a raging fire, only murmuring that name repeatedly.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was four years later or four years ago. After He Yan's death, he was suffering in such a raging fire every day.

He felt extremely guilty about He Yan, reluctant to give up, missing him, and loving him. After He Yan was buried, he held He Yan and felt that the whole world was with him. Turned into fly ash.

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