I can't live, I can't afford to die

Liang Shiwei was yelling at himself, what are you yelling at, Xiao Xiao thought dully at a loss.

Gradually, Fang Yizhe's voice in his ears was shaken by Liang Shiwei, and slowly became softer.Liang Shiwei's voice seemed to come from far away in the sky: "Look at me, Xiao Xiao, look at me, just look at me, don't look at the others, Xiao Xiao, look at me..."

One after another, the voice is hoarse and torn.

Xiao Xiao looked at Liang Shiwei blankly, blinked blankly, and nodded blankly.He heard Xiao Lin's voice. When did Xiao Lin turn back from Fang Yizhe?What is he crying to himself?

Xiao Xiao heard Liang Shiwei's voice again, and with annoyed anger, he was probably scolding Xiao Lin: "Who told you to bring him here?"

Xiao Xiao thought vaguely, where did he come from?Why are they all so excited?

Eyelids drooped feebly, Xiao Xiao glimpsed patches of blood on Xiao Lin's body.Xiao Xiao followed the bloodstains all the way, and Xiao Lin also had them on his hands. The bright red palms made people's eyes hurt.Xiao Lin stretched out his hand to grab his arm, Xiao Xiao looked at his arm again, there was also a patch of red on it, very light, it was not clear on the gray shirt, as if a small piece was soaked by water.

Ke Xiao smiled and smelled the smell of blood, the smell of blood.He suddenly slapped Xiao Lin's arm away in horror, trembling uncontrollably, like a shaking sieve, he pulled the corner of Liang Shiwei's clothes in horror, and shouted: "Blood, blood..."

Liang Shiwei clenched Xiao Xiao's hand desperately, and said repeatedly: "I know, I know, don't look at me, Xiao Xiao, just look at me..."

Xiao Xiao was still shaking uncontrollably, his eyes were so wide that they were about to fly out of their sockets: "Blood, blood..."

Liang Shiwei hugged Xiao Xiao into his arms, and clasped his back tightly. He stretched out one hand and caressed non-stop, and coaxed Xiao Xiao in a deep voice: "It's okay, it's okay." of……"

Haozi burst into tears suddenly, as if he had been suppressed for a long time, he cried unscrupulously: "Mr. Liang, brother one is dead, why is it all right, brother one is dead!"

Xiao Xiao was suddenly awakened by Haozi's cry.

That's right, Fang Yizhe is dead!

The glaring red all over the ground is the blood flowing from Fang Yizhe's body. He chose such a tragic way of cutting his wrist to end his journey in this world.

Why did he commit suicide?Was he telling himself in this way, that night in the bar, that little pill, his regret?Or the guilt of leaking the photo?Or is there something else?

Did he force him to death invisibly?Fang Yizhe's voice reappeared in Xiao Xiao's ears, along with the resolute and cruel words he said to him, louder and louder, repeatedly screaming sharply:

"Mr. Xiao, do you still remember? It was you who called me cheap..."

"Brother Yi, we will never meet again in this life..."

"Fang Yizhe, why don't you die..."

One word became a prophecy, and the words I said were like the fangs of a snake, quenched with cruel juice, and covered with vicious curses.

Did he really hope deep in his heart that Fang Yizhe would never see him again in this life?

Xiao Xiao's brain was in pain and panic, and it was about to burst like a knife and an axe. He clutched Liang Shiwei's front collar tightly, and looked at Liang Shiwei emptyly with his red eyes, but he couldn't find him in a daze. To a focus, as if looking for something anxiously through Liang Shiwei's face.

His lips moved uncontrollably, murmuring over and over again: "I was wrong...I was wrong..."

Liang Shiwei was frightened, he shook Xiao Xiao more violently, trying to wake him up: "What did you do wrong? You did nothing! Xiao Xiao, wake up, I will tell you everything!"