"Do you need me to come with you?" Chu Ming leaned to the side, Ji Qianyu hung up the phone, lowered his hand, and he also stood up straight, his voice was very low. Ji Qianyu rolled her eyes to look at him, she made this action very stiffly, and her pupils glowed a glass-like hard and brittle gray under the heavy dark light, as if she had to react to what Chu Ming said after a few seconds.

"Luke doesn't like to be in contact with strangers." Ji Qianyu shook his head slowly, but stretched out a hand to Chu Ming again.

"Give me a glass of ice water and lend me something." She said.

Chu Ming did as she was told, watched her finish drinking the ice water, put her things close to her, pushed open the door of the blues, walked out of the surrounding prosperity and warm lights, and melted into the endless night.

The icy water and the bitter winter froze all her internal organs, and then wrenched them together violently. The north wind of December passed through the streets, and the lights around were green, but it was still inevitably lonely and cold. The clothes on her body were quickly blown through by the cold wind, soaked in sticky cold, and she wrapped them tightly, as if she couldn't sense the basic temperature, and she was indifferent to a qiē.

The address given by Luke was not far from here, and thinking that he had been dormant from his extreme, secretly planning his every move, the corners of Ji Qianyu's lips hooked faintly. This feeling is so familiar, they have been like this for more than ten years, living under the same roof, but they have an incomprehensible hatred for each other, and in order to achieve this goal, they have done everything possible.

In the past, she was a little excited. Although there are winners and losers in the game, the moment when the bet is pressed is often exciting enough, and it is also a major event worth paying attention to in a lackluster life. This is also a skill that she is quite proud of: although she has always been at a disadvantage in this family, she has never lost or won in the game of gambling.

After all, apart from her own life, she has nothing to bet on, like a crazy gambler with red eyes who has lost her mind, she is not afraid of anything, she dares to gamble on anything.

When such a day ends, and what the future holds, she may have prayed hopelessly, or she has never thought about it at all.

And now a choice has finally arrived irrepressibly.

She hadn't yet hibernated to the point of turning the tables and trampling everyone under her feet, and she had already won back a little of her gambling money first. She didn't care about it when she had nothing to rely on, and now she finally began to bottom out, but she was no longer willing to bet on the little hope she had so hard to have.

When a person starts to gamble, it may be the time when he is about to lose.

But she couldn't afford to lose. Ji Qianyu walked around and looked at Fu Yufeng's community when he passed by. The window she knew was now silent and darkened with the night, and she looked up for a moment, then closed her eyes in the cold wind.

The light of this lamp was dim and faint, but it was all the lights she had in the world.

She didn't have the luxury, but she was lucky enough to have it. Now someone wants to take it away from her.

This feeling was indeed more torturous than she imagined, but it also gave her the courage to fight to the end.

Luke's shelter was on the third floor of a nearby teahouse, on the side of a bustling shopping street, and it is unknown whether he bought it or if it was a temporary requisition from Connie. When Ji Qianyu pushed the door in, he glanced inside, the antique bamboo collapsed wooden table, the carved screen, glowing with the old color of the years, and the eerie coolness from the soles of his feet in the cold winter day. The beautiful blonde boy sat in the middle of it without a straight shape, looking extremely abrupt.

There was a small table for drinking tea in front of him, and Ji Qianyu sat down opposite, raised the teacup and took a shallow sip. The heat of the tea blurred the eyebrows and tension between the two of them, and Luke held his forehead with one hand and looked at her with his lips hooked.

"You've lost weight, Diana." He said, his gaze slowly sliding over her like a poisonous snake spitting a scarlet letter. As if being licked coldly, Ji Qianyu put the teacup back on the small table and looked at him straight to the point.

"What about Fu Yufeng?" She asked calmly. Luke didn't answer right away, but tilted his head to look at her for a moment, and smiled with interest.

"What if I don't say it?" He hooked his lips and complained with a smirk, "Diana, I don't like him very much, can you change to a boyfriend who I look more like?" ”

"Looks like you don't want to say it." Ji Qianyu smiled at him, put her hand into the coat pocket, and calmly took out the things she asked Chu Ming for.

A long, sharp dagger.

"That's what I told you the last time we met." Ji Qianyu lowered his eyes, slowly removed the scabbard, and pulled out a squirming blade with an open blade. She stared at the sharp light on the tip of the knife for a moment, repeating lightly what she had said before she had said the last time she had parted.

"If anything happens to him, I'll bury you with me. As for whether I can do it, you can try it. ”

"Luke." She lifted her head and raised the corner of her lips into a cold smile.

"Can I understand that you are ready to die?"

"No, I'm scared to death." Luke laughed, and casually threw a knife on the table. It was a diamond-shaped stab, the blade was not reflective, and the blood groove was darkly hidden behind the iron blade. Luke slowly picked up the thorn, his fingertips rubbing against the hilt, and the voice of his mouth was creepy and soft.

"Do you have to look for him?"

"Definitely."

"What about him and Ji Qiufu, who do you choose?"

"You don't have to."

"You care so much about him, how much does he care about you?"

"It's your business."

"It's none of my business." Luke slowly and methodically picked up the spur and smiled faintly.

"But...... I want to try. ”

How to try? Ji Qianyu's mind instantly sounded an alarm bell, but Luke's military thorn had already stabbed straight at her with the wind. It was too late to get up and dodge, Ji Qianyu gritted his teeth and tried his best to tilt his head, and the long dagger in his hand swung out towards Luke without dodging.

The touch of the dagger swinging to the flesh was clearly left on the blade, but there was no imaginary pain on the body. Ji Qianyu's heart beat like a drum for no reason in an instant, his eyes trembled, and he looked to the side uncontrollably.

A hand was placed next to her cheek, stopping Luke's stab for her. Blood dripped, slowly staining her sleeves a dark patch.

Her familiar hands.

Fu Yufeng's hand.

Ji Qianyu was stunned for a moment as if he couldn't accept such a reality, and then his whole person trembled violently. She stood up abruptly with infinite panic and fear, staggered back two steps, and pounced on her in the next second, shrinking to touch Fu Yufeng's hand, but she didn't have the courage to touch it, and her hand trembled in the air above his palm and the hilt of the knife.

"Don't come here." Fu Yufeng took two steps back, looked at her, and subconsciously hid his bloody hand behind him. His face was pale with pain, his lips were bloodless, and he steadied himself and smiled comfortingly at her.

"I ...... It's okay. How are you? ”

"In the wind...... In the wind? She stood stiff unconsciously, as if her eyes were stinged by Fu Yufeng's two steps back, and she grabbed her heart and gasped hard, the fear in her eyes had accumulated to the verge of collapse. She stared blankly at Fu Yufeng's hand, as if she didn't understand why a knife would soak blood all over his slender fingertips, and the expression on her face was stunned and in a trance.

It is a pair of pianist's hands, slender and powerful, with well-defined joints, able to spread twelve spans on black and white keys, slightly stiffer fingertips, and dry and warm palms. She likes to hold his hand, and when she is held by ten fingers, she seems to be protected by this person's delicate and gentle protection.

And now it looks so bloody, from the body to the heart, it is very repulsive. Ji Qianyu wolf bent down and retched almost hoarsely, she had already vomited once before tonight, and now her stomach, which was twisted up and torn vigorously, was really overwhelmed, and even vomited some green bile. Fu Yufeng couldn't bear to sigh, stretched out his hand to her, and suddenly heard a few scattered applause from the side.

"I thought the rope that held your hands was strong enough?" Luke raised his eyebrows slightly, and applauded his hands twice in interest. His arm was also scratched by Ji Qianyu's dagger, and red blood was bubbling out, but the whole person seemed to be unaware.

"I didn't expect to be freed, the timing was just right, and I saved Diana's life with one hand, it's worth it."

Ji Qianyu bent over, his eyes fell into a white expanse in a sudden mist, as if his facial features were completely closed by this mist, and the whole person fell to the ground weakly. Fu Yufeng turned his head to look at Luke, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his pale face.

"I thought you only gagged me, tied my hands, and threw me behind unguarded, just so that I could break free from the restraints and rush out in time to block this blow for Qianyu." He said lightly, calmly looking at Luke's slightly changing face, "I was facing you before the stab, and noticed that you adjusted the angle and direction slightly before the stabbing wound. ”

"Luke Winster." He said nonchalantly, revealing a fact.

"You didn't want to kill Qianyu from the beginning, you wanted to break my hand."

"But...... I'm glad I had the opportunity to protect her. ”

In Luke's suddenly cold face, Fu Yufeng took his eyes back from Luke and walked towards Ji Qianyu. In just a few steps, he walked very slowly, Ji Qianyu squatted on the ground and mechanically retched, tears flowed down his face, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of his soul. Fu Yufeng squatted down, raised his intact arm, and gently wrapped it around Ji Qianyu's shoulder.

"It's all right, Chiba." He said mildly, as if he were telling a soft goodnight story to a terrified child.

"Let's go home."

As if he had been regained some of his sanity by a familiar temperature, Ji Qianyu's eyes moved mechanically a few times, and he looked up at him stiffly, his gaze suddenly twitched violently as a reflex when he accidentally swept Fu Yufeng's bloodied hand. Fu Yufeng wrapped his arms around her shoulders, slowly stood up with her, and walked towards the door step by step.

Blood

And a qiē also begins.

None of them spoke, but walked silently together in the night. Ji Qianyu was in a trance, Fu Yufeng was in unbearable pain, the two of them stumbled, their steps were difficult, and they finally couldn't move forward in a certain place, and stopped weakly.

"Something seems wrong with me." Fu Yufeng slowly raised his hand, staring at the knife, he was also a little stunned, as if some faint fire was gradually extinguished, and there was a trace of decay and hollow gray in his eyes. He staggered a little belatedly, stumbled a few steps with a pale face, leaned limply against the wall, and slowly slid down.

Fu Yufeng calmed down, turned his gaze to Ji Qianyu, who was still trembling unconsciously, and smiled weakly at her.

"Qianyu, I may want you to contact the hospital for me...... Then call Chu Ming to come over and deal with the rest. I've got your mother's approximate address, and if you leave now, you might be able to come back before the school celebration, and then bring your mother to see your paintings, so that she can see how her Diana has grown into such a beautiful girl after all these years. ”

"I'm not going, Yufeng, I don't want to look for her, I'll stay with you......" Ji Qianyu squatted in front of him and looked at him, shook his head vigorously with tears, and was about to stand up staggeringly, "Yes, call, contact the hospital...... I'll get in touch right away, you wait for me, I'll ...... soon"

"Don't do that, Chiha." Fu Yufeng lowered his eyes, raised his intact hand and gently touched her cheeks soaked in tears.

"Go ahead." Fu Yufeng whispered, staring at her deeply with infinite struggle, and said the last two words tiredly before completely losing consciousness. In the pale decadence of Ji Qianyu's face, which was full of blood, he closed his eyes tiredly.

"Qianyu, I don't blame you."

"It's just probably, I'll never be able to forgive myself......"

A qiē that once struggled to hold on.

Bye.