Yang Zhanyi didn't want to cry, he didn't want to cry at all.

He just felt sad.

His hands were so dirty that Makiko didn't like to have blood on his body. , especially on the face.

What to do, he can't seem to wipe the blood off his hands.

If he rubbed blood on Muzi's face, Muzi would definitely blame him again, scolding him for always relying on him to like him and do whatever he wanted.

Yang Zhanyi's eyes were full of tears, and finally he slowly stretched out his hand and gently held Li Mu's cheek.

Yang Zhanyi, you can't cry.

Muzi doesn't like you to cry.

If you cry, the shepherd will laugh at you for being a crybaby, not a little manly.

"Li Mu, you opened your eyes and scolded me!"

"Didn't you scold me, scold me because you like me, you can do whatever you want?"

"Don't you like me to cry?"

"I cried, I'm crying now, why don't you hug me and comfort me."

"Hold me!"

Yang Zhanyi held Li Mu's face with both hands, and tears could no longer hold back his eyes.

The men's roars were often more direct, and not a single policeman on the scene was unsightly.

But Yang Zhanyi, who was kneeling on the side, no matter how he roared, the man lying on the ground would never open his eyes and smile at him again.

There will never be anyone in this world who touches his head and looks at him dotingly.

No one will laugh and scold him again, but still choose to spoil him to heaven.

There will never be a single person who worries about him day and night.

His hands were so cold, like ice cubes, they couldn't give him the temperature he wanted.

This touch wants Yang Zhanyi to recognize reality.

But he couldn't.

Who would have thought that a brief separation would become an eternal departure.

"Muzi, you said you would come back."

"You said you wanted me to wait for you to come back."

"Shepherd!"

"You lied to me!"

"You lied to me!"

"You lied to me!"

Yang Zhanyi buried his head in Li Mu's chest and cried bitterly.

He couldn't hear his heart beating anymore.

He used to love to snuggle up in his arms and listen to the powerful rhythm of his heart, and he felt very reassured.

Every time he nestled in his arms, he would wrap his arms around him and take him into his arms.

He said that with his ear to his heart, he heard not the sound of a heartbeat, but a confession.

He said that every time the heart beats, it emits the same frequency. When your ear is pressed to my chest, the rhythm of my heart will only send you a message at one frequency.

That's 'I love you'.

Now, his heart doesn't beat anymore.

He couldn't hear that 'I love you' anymore.

He hadn't heard enough, how could he not say it?

Yang Zhanyi's hands changed to grab Li Mu's collar, and the whole person cried unusually embarrassed.

None of the police officers present could laugh, but their eyes were red.

When Yang Zhanyi's heart-rending voice came into their ears, it was like a thunderclap in their ears.

"Shepherd, are you okay to get up?"

"As long as you get up, I will call you a male god and an idol in the future, okay?"

"I'm your little fan, I've always adored you and admired you."

"Didn't you keep saying I don't call you a god?"

"As long as you wake up, I'll call you a male god every day, okay?"

"Shepherd?"

"Male god?"

Yang Zhanyi tried all means to trick Li Mu into speaking.

But the man lying on the ground was still so cold.

It's like they've met for the first time.

so stingy that he didn't even give a look.

At that time, he was indifferent.

Now, he's in agony.