There is not only darkness in the night, but also endless loneliness. The moment Ihan went to find Chunqiu, he was doomed to have no way out. He cried all the way, a short road, and he walked into an insurmountable ravine.

Suddenly, he heard a voice not far away, and he wondered what it was, so he searched for it.

"Chunqiu, where are you? Spring and autumn, where are you ......"

His voice was weak, but he could be heard calling his name.

"Who could be here at this late hour?"

He went around the fence and went to the back of the house, and there was a man lying not far away, because it was too dark for him to see the man's face.

"Who, who's there?"

Ihan screamed nervously.

"Chunqiu, where are you? Spring and autumn, where are you? Spring and Autumn ......"

Wanjun's mouth was still whispering Chunqiu's name, and he didn't know that Yihan was by his side.

Ihan slowly approached Wanjun, and he lowered his head to look at the face carefully. He looked at it for a long time before he was relieved from his prosperous beauty.

"What did you say?"

Ihan asked with surprise and confusion.

But he didn't hear Wanjun's reply, only saw his lips trembling, as if he was saying something, but because he was too weak to hear anything clearly.

"You, what's wrong? Tell me what you have to say. ”

Ihan leaned down and put his ear close to Wanjun's mouth, but he still couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Chunqiu, don't leave me, don't leave me!"

Wanjun could only make an extremely weak voice.

When Ihan looked at him, he really felt pitiful, his bloodless face, white lips, and messy hairstyle, all of which were pitiful.

"Don't be afraid, I'll call someone to save you, you wait, just for a while!"

As soon as Yihan squatted up, he was pulled by Wanjun: "Don't go, don't go!" ”

"Okay, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!"

Yihan brushed Wanjun's scattered hair up and patted his hand: "I'm not leaving, don't be afraid!" ”

Wanjun didn't hold Ihan's hand for long before he slipped to the ground, losing the last bit of breath.

"Okay, I'll go find someone to save you, you wait for me first!"

Ihan looked at him as he stepped backwards.

"Big Brother Zuo, Big Brother Zuo, something happened!"

"What's going on? Are you so flustered? ”

Chunqiu opened the door and saw Ihan standing in the doorway.

"There's a guy in the back of the house."

"Alone?"

Chunqiu was taken aback, he didn't even know that there would be a person behind the house.

"Who? How did it end up here? Didn't you say that no one knows here, it's safe? ”

"I don't know, it stands to reason that no one here will know! But there was one person there, and he was dying. ”

Ihan frowned, his face dazed.

"Let's go, take me to see it!"

Chunqiu walked out the door and said to Ihan.

"Okay, follow me!"

Ihan led the way in front, followed by Chunqiu.

Before he reached Wanjun's side, Yihan stretched out his hand and pointed at him: "Look, it's him!" ”

Chunqiu followed Ihan's finger and looked over, and there was really a person lying not far away. It's just that it was too dark, and he didn't see the man's appearance clearly.

"When did you find him?"

Chunqiu asked Yihan as he walked towards Wanjun.

"That is, the moment I left your room, as soon as I went out, I heard a voice behind me, at first I thought it was ......"

"Wanjun?"

Yi Han's words were interrupted by a sentence of "Wanjun" in the Spring and Autumn Period, he is the Wanjun in his mouth? He found it.

Ihan thought it was ridiculous, lovers, no, rivals in love actually came to the door.

When he looked at Chunqiu, he saw him looking at Wanjun affectionately and excitedly. The jealousy in his heart poured into the sea and surged in.

"Wanjun, I really can't believe it's you. I knew it, and I knew you were going to find me. ”

Chunqiu was very excited, and hugged Wanjun and cried silently.

But after he called for a long time, Wanjun didn't say a word, just quietly closed his eyes and lay in his arms.

"Wanjun, I thought I would never see you again in my life, but you still found me."

Chunqiu touched Yihan's face, his hands trembled, and he seemed to cherish this hard-won relationship even more.

"Wanjun, let's not leave again, I can't stand it, I can't stand it anymore without you, do you know how much I miss you?"

Chunqiu cried and kissed Wanjun's forehead.

Ihan, who was standing on the side, didn't cry, but his heart seemed to be dripping blood. The person he loves is in front of him, holding other men, and he is still staging the drama of Qingqing and me. What about yourself? I also have to show generosity and don't care.

"Brother Zuo, if you still have a trace of pity and compassion in your heart, don't treat me like this."

Ihan really looked like a fool, he didn't dare to speak, he didn't dare to go first, he could only endure the pain like Ling Chi.

Chunqiu picked up Wanjun, stood beside Yihan, and said coldly: "Thank you!" ”

"Heh, hehehe, thank you? For so many days, they have been together day and night, and his heart has been given to him, but in exchange for a word of thanks? ”

Ihan stood stupidly in place, his heart seemed to be shot into by countless arrows, this feeling of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Huh?"

Ihan didn't know what to say or how to face him.

"Ihan, what are you doing standing here? Help me carry Wanjun back? ”

Chunqiu suddenly became stern and ruthless, and he couldn't accept it for a while. The eyes of the spring and autumn became unprecedentedly scorching, making people feel a sense of trembling when they saw it.

"Okay."

Ihan held back his tears, but his heart could not be calmed.

"Chunqiu, you change your face so quickly, now you don't need me, you just want to push it away."

Ihan didn't look back at Chunqiu and continued to walk forward.

"Wanjun, Wanjun, you have to hold on, hold on!"

Chunqiu walked into the house with Wanjun in his arms, put him on the bed, and touched him on the forehead.

"Why is it so hot?"

He found a basin of water and put a wet towel on Wanjun's forehead.

"Yihan, if you feel tired, you can go and rest, I'll just stay here."

Chunqiu didn't even look back, not even a glance.

Ihan's heart was completely cold, he didn't want to stay here anymore, not even for a second.

With heavy steps, he walked to the door. He put his hand on the threshold, just waiting for him to look back at him, or call him. But no such miracle happened, except for the long wait, still waiting.

That's it, why wait for someone who doesn't love him? Why humble yourself so much? Why be embarrassed by each other.

He ran out in tears.

Ihan's movements did attract the attention of Chunqiu and the others, but he quickly turned back to look at Wanjun.

......

Ihan ran to the big tree in front of the courtyard, and he leaned on the tree, and his tears fell to the ground in a string.

"Chunqiu, since your Du Wanjun is also here, I can also let go, why should I pester you like this."

But why did he have such heartache, why did he have such heartache. Is it because of your own deep affection? Or is he stupid?

He couldn't imagine whether he would be able to live a normal life after Chunqiu left here, and whether he would be able to stop thinking about him. However, there is only one human heart, and once there is one person in the heart, it can no longer fit other people.

His heart was already in extreme pain, and he didn't want to endure such pain anymore.

Chunqiu stripped Wanjun of his clothes and wiped every inch of his skin with a wet towel. It was a body he once knew and a body he loved so much. But he had been separated from him for so long.

He lay down beside Wanjun and gently hugged his body.

"Wanjun, how did you spend so many days, if you don't find me today, I may have to be separated from you."

He gently kissed Wanjun on the neck, closed his eyes, and breathed in the smell of his body.

"Wanjun, if you hadn't found me, I might have given up and forgotten our love."

He hugged Wanjun tightly and leaned on him, tears gradually wetting Wanjun's back.

It didn't take long for Chunqiu to fall asleep.

He stood in the darkness of the night, unable to see or hear anything, and the fear of the darkness made his heart tremble.

"Spring and Autumn...... Spring and Autumn ......"

Suddenly, a shrill voice was heard in the distance. He didn't know where the sound was coming from, and ran around in fear.

"Who? Who? ”

Chunqiu didn't know where the sound came from, and he didn't know why he was here. He was scared, and the fear in his heart kept him from breathing.

"If God really misses us, it could be for a lifetime. Do you know? I was so scared every day that I was afraid to hear people's voices and even more afraid to come into contact with people. ”

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky, and a terrible sound pierced his body.

He subconsciously shuddered, overwhelmed by the sudden sound. Is God going to punish him? Is he really wrong?

"Who the hell are you? Why are you pretending to be a ghost like this? If I'm wrong, then tell me, don't use this method to scare me. ”

The darkness faded away, revealing the dawn of dawn. On the bed lay a naked man, his body trembling slightly except for his breathing, as if he was just sleeping quietly.

"Wanjun, is that you? Wanjun, is that you?

His voice was hollow and pale in the air, and if it weren't for his own words, he probably wouldn't have been heard.

"I know it's you, I know you've suffered, and you've gone through a lot of hardships to find me, and if I don't cherish it, am I still human?

He reached out to touch him, but there was nothing, except for a blank space, and he was left alone.

"Wanjun, Wanjun, where are you? Why can't I find you, I'm so scared, so helpless, so worried? ”

He sat on the ground and wept, his heart feeling so helpless and uncomfortable as it was now.