Cut off

Ah Wen's panting was suddenly heavy, and the anger suppressed in his heart seemed to leak out with the sound of panting.

Bai Hemian clutched Ah Wen's cold hand in vain, and asked in a trembling voice, "He...he shot..."

Ah Wen gasped slightly, and then covered Bai Hemian's eyes with his cold palm.

"Be good when you can't see it, don't think about it." Awen said.

boom!

Another shot.

"Brother Awen!" Bai Hemian held the hand in front of him instead, and glimpsed the truth through the slight spasm of his fingers.

He tried his best to rush over to protect Ah Wen, but because he couldn't see, Ah Wen pushed him back into the cold mud.

"Nonsense." Ah Wen's tone was still indifferent, even if the gunshots rang out one after another, he still protected Bai Hemian tightly, "Your brother Feng is gone, Chen Beidou thought no one...no one was protecting the Feng family. people."

"I'm still here."

"Brother Awen, get out of the way!" Bai Hemian's hand touched the warm and viscous liquid while pushing.

He froze for a moment, and then shook into a sieve: "He shot you...he shot you, right?"

"Keep down." Ah Wen's breathing became weaker and weaker, "Brother Feng is asleep, we can't wake him up."

The darkness in front of Bai Hemian's eyes followed Ah Wen's words, and red blood bloomed. His eyes were about to burst, but he couldn't push Ah Wen away at all.

Chen Beidou didn't stand up, he was crooked in the grave, and frantically fired at the coffin, as if he wanted to smash the dead Feng Qingzhu to pieces, and then pulled the trigger at Ah Wen's leg in bewilderment.

"You want to run away from me?" Chen Beidou waved his gun frantically, "Don't even think about it! Back then, if I could snatch you away from Feng Qingzhu, you wouldn't be able to see him until you died! "

"Come on, set fire... set fire to me!" Chen Beidou's limp limbs spasmed continuously with his hoarse roar, "I want to burn Fengqingzhu to ashes!"

"You dare!" Ah Wen suddenly raised his head and coughed up a mouthful of blood, "Chen Beidou, you fucking dare?"

"What am I afraid of?" Chen Beidou dropped his gun and struggled to stand up, with a hideous smile on his thin face, "Awen, there is nothing in this world that I dare not do."

"...If I dare to kill Feng Qingzhu, I dare to burn him until there is not even ash left!"

While they were talking, the horse bandits had already brought gasoline, and they poured it on the grave, drenching Young Master Bai to the bone.

"Pull the third aunt up!" Chen Beidou climbed up to the top of the pit before the horse bandits poured the gasoline. He watched with great interest as Ah Wen wiped the gasoline on Bai Hemian's body, and took the gasoline barrel maliciously. It hit Awen hard on the back.

"It must be very painful to watch one's loved one burn to ashes with one's own eyes."

After Chen Beidou finished speaking, he seemed to have finally thought of Bai Hemian: "Hey, Young Master Bai, I'm sorry I couldn't let you and Feng Qisong die together. But being burned to ashes with your husband's biological elder brother is also considered you Is it an honor?"

"You let Bai Hemian go!" Ah Wen, who was dragged out of the pit, dragged his bloody legs and struggled frantically, "As long as you let Bai Hemian go, I can do whatever you want!"

"What can you do for me?" Chen Beidou stared at him, and while wiping the blood on his face with a handkerchief, he laughed at himself, "Ah Wen, I don't like the way you are now."

"...I like the way you are dressed beautifully, lying on the bed waiting for me."

Awen let out a wail similar to that of a trapped animal when it was dying.

Chen Beidou enjoyed listening for a while, then turned to the horse bandit and said, "Burn it."

At that moment, Bai Hemian heard Qian Shan's roar and Ah Wen's wail.

He himself was not so sad.

He thought of his parents who had passed away for many years, and the mottled memories of his childhood.He seemed to have fallen from a brand new wall, and Feng Qisong never raised his arms behind him.

He fell.

"Hemian—!"

Bai Hemian woke up suddenly, and fell into the mud.

"Hemian!"

He looked around in a daze, forgetting that he could no longer see, and stared desperately, then picked up the clods of soil with his bloodstained fingers, and crawled up the grave with his hands and feet.

He heard Feng Qisong's voice.

"Second Brother Feng..." Bai Hemian hesitated for a moment, then cried and responded, "Second Brother Feng!"

He shouted louder and sadder each time, and the longing and fear that had been suppressed for many days erupted together with the hail of bullets.

"Second Brother Feng!" Bai Hemian poked his head out from the edge of the pit.

The sound of horseshoes rang in his ears. In the chaos, someone shouted "ignite", and someone shouted "someone is coming". He couldn't tell the direction for a while, so he could only grope forward.

Someone kicked his leg, and someone fell by his hand, Bai Hemian moved forward bravely, and finally crawled to Ah Wen's side.

He found Awen by smelling blood.

"Brother Awen." Bai Hemian's tears began to flow down again.

Ah Wen was speechless, thick blood overflowed from the corner of his slightly opened mouth, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

"Six years... I've been waiting for six years." Ah Wen murmured.

Brother Feng, I have kept you waiting for six years.

Feng Qisong's army was like an iron-gray cloud, spreading from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain.Chen Beidou experienced a brief panic, and turned his attention to Bai Hemian again.

With Young Master Bai, he can deal with Feng Qisong.

The irrational Chen Beidou rushed forward like a wolf, while the blind Bai Hemian was like a sheep without any sense of crisis.

Ah Wen, who was lying on the ground coughing up blood, saw the blood-red light in Chen Beidou's eyes, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand - not once, just twice, not twice...

For the third time, Awen successfully sat up from the ground.He pushed Bai Hemian away and hugged Chen Beidou's leg.

"Bastard!" Chen Beidou pulled out his gun the moment he fell.

Ah Wen had long forgotten the pain. He looked at the sunny sky, and raised the corners of his lips.

"Hemian!" At the same time, Feng Qisong finally passed through the gunpowder smoke and found the shivering Bai Hemian.

"Second Brother Feng?" He dodged reflexively, then threw himself back, shivering violently in Feng Qisong's arms, "Second Brother Feng, save Brother Awen quickly...help Brother Awen quickly!"

"Brother Awen?" Feng Qisong wrapped his military uniform around Young Master Bai, and when he looked back, his expression changed drastically.

The bloody Ah Wen hugged Chen Beidou's leg and fell into the depths of the grave again.

"Brother Awen?" Bai Hemian caught Chen Beidou's cry of pain and raised his head in horror.

Feng Qisong hurried over, only to see Ah Wen firmly grabbing Chen Beidou's feet, with a box of matches in his hand.

Their eyes met silently.

"You are very similar." Ah Wen's eyes were in a trance, and through Feng Qisong, he saw another person who was no longer there.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, and shouted to Feng Qisong with the last of his strength: "Brother Feng knows, he always knew!"

Feng Qisong clenched his teeth tightly following Ah Wen's words.

"He doesn't blame you, Second Master Feng, he has never blamed you." After Ah Wen finished speaking, he put aside his last concern, smiled and lit the match in his hand, and swallowed the phrase "he only blames himself" Back to the bottom of my heart.

The bright yellow flame flickered slightly, and then exploded.

Awen looked at Feng Qingzhu's coffin in the raging fire, and then dragged Chen Beidou, who was crying and howling, into the raging fire.

He rested next to Feng Qingzhu's coffin, and peacefully turned into scorched earth.

"Second Brother Feng, what's the matter?" Bai Hemian was so choked that he couldn't breathe, and asked crying, "Where's Brother Awen?"

Feng Qisong's hands were still covering his ears, cold sweat dripping from his palms.

Bai Hemian's liver and gallbladder were torn apart, clutching Feng Qisong's sleeve, he couldn't stop wailing: "Brother Awen...Brother Awen!"

"He Mian," Feng Qisong didn't have time to digest what Ah Wen said before he died, so he could only hug Young Master Bai into his arms, "He Mian, calm down!"

Bai Hemian froze.

He stretched out his muddy hand, and carefully touched Feng Qisong's tall nose bridge, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, then rolled his eyes, and passed out.

After that, Bai Hemian didn't know.

Many days later, he faintly woke up in the hospital, and Feng Qisong, who hadn't closed his eyes for several days and nights, was sleeping lightly while holding his hand.

"Are you awake?" Feng Qisong woke up with Bai Hemian's movements, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Xun has already visited you."

"Am I blind?" Bai Hemian asked humbly.

"No." Feng Qisong rubbed his hands into his palms, "But you fell hard, there is blood in your head, and you won't be able to recover your vision for a while."

"Will it be okay?"

"Yes." Feng Qisong comforted him, "It will be fine soon."

Bai Hemian tilted his head obediently, lay quietly for a while, and then asked, "Where's Brother Awen?"

Feng Qisong didn't know how to answer this question.

Bai Hemian didn't ask any further questions, he relayed what he heard from Chen Beidou to Second Brother Feng: "Brother Awen should be Brother Feng's lover, right? He has been locked up by Chen Beidou all these years, it really is..."

He couldn't go on, his pale fingertips twitching wildly.

That muffled sound after another, every shot hit Bai Hemian's heart.

"Chen Beidou fired a lot of shots at Brother Arwen." Bai Hemian hugged Feng Qisong's outstretched arm, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, "I can't see...I can't see anything, but I smell blood. Brother Feng, brother Awen is to protect me, so..." Before he finished speaking, he passed out again.

Feng Qisong called Mr. Xun in a panic, and after learning that Bai Hemian was overly frightened and extremely weak, he buried his face deeply in his palm.

"Mr. Xun, if I don't want this child, will Hemian feel better?"

It was rare for Mr. Xun not to refute.

Bai Hemian was seriously injured.

The wound on the body can heal slowly, but the congestion in the head does not know when it will disappear.When Feng Qisong comforted him just now, he said lightly, but Mr. Xun knew that it was just rhetoric.

Many patients never see the light of day again in this life.

"Then I don't want it anymore." Feng Qisong made up his mind and raised his head resolutely, "As long as it doesn't hurt his body, I don't want this child."

"Second Master Feng, you don't want the child if you say no." Elder Xun sat beside Feng Qisong and put his hand on his shoulder, "I know you love Young Master Bai, but if he wants to keep this How can you make a decision for him, kid?"

"I……"

"If you could come back earlier," Old Master Xun couldn't help muttering, "Even if it was one day earlier, Young Master Bai wouldn't have to suffer so much."

Feng Qisong silently smiled wryly.

"Second Master Feng, what happened?"

"What happened?" Feng Qisong's waist straightened slowly, his jaw stretched out in a cold arc, "I have to ask my good brother... Feng Wobai."