"They don't want you, I want you! I'll take you out of here and go to a place where no one knows us, and from now on the two of us will never be separated, okay? ”

The rain stopped and the streets were empty.

The sheep's clothes were dripping, the drops of water in his hair were running down his cheeks, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and he stood outside the guardrail of the flyover, and it was a relief for him to take a step back and die.

Zuo Feng wanted to step forward but didn't dare to step forward, he threw away the umbrella, and looked at the sheep's horns that were close at hand but out of reach, he didn't want the sheep's horns to die.

"I'm tired, really tired......"

"It's all because they force you to do things you don't like, but not anymore, you trust me, with me, you can choose the life you want, no one can control us. Don't you like to draw? We travel together, we travel the world, we see, we paint. ”

"Instead of waiting for death, it is better to choose death. In this life, I have no right to choose life, let alone choose to live, the only thing I can choose is death. I don't want to die of illness, I don't want to die of old age alone, I don't want to die in the eyes of people, now is the right time, I can leave quietly, no one will be alarmed, and no one else can disturb my choice. ”

The claw let go of the railing, and he slowly opened his arms, closing his eyes and preparing to enjoy his freedom.

"Xiao Qi!" Zuo Feng rushed up at the last moment and grabbed the hand of the sheep's horn, and he pulled with all his strength, so that the green tendons on his neck bulged, "You can't die!" All I have left is you to accompany me, and if you die, I won't be able to live! ”

The sheep's horns hung outside the railing, he didn't struggle to die, let alone struggle, he just raised his face and looked at Zuo Feng, who was even exerting his teeth, "I don't want to be a puppet at the mercy of others anymore, Zuo Feng, I don't hate you for infecting me with HIV ......"

"Don't talk! Come on up! ”

Sheep's horn paused for a moment, he stared indifferently at Zuo Feng, who was trying to save him, and suddenly said, "Stop acting, let go." ”

"I can't let go! Xiao Yu, it's my fault, you grab the railing, I'm about to run out of strength......"

"I'll tell you to stop acting!" Sheep's Horn suddenly roared, "You're a liar! HIV was not transmitted to you by Cheng Fei'er, you attended a college reunion half a year ago, and it was the man named Gu Yesheng! This matter is a scam from beginning to end, you just want to get rid of Cheng Fei'er, you killed her! ”

Zuo Feng was stunned, he looked at the sheep horn in disbelief, "You... How could it be ......"

"You said it yourself when you were unconscious that day! Gu Yesheng is the president of the investment bank, as long as you get rid of Cheng Feier, with the handle of Gu Yesheng that you have in your hands, you can soar! ”

"No... No...... I didn't say it, my illness was transmitted to me by Cheng Fei'er, I had no contact with Gu Yesheng, and he didn't go to that class reunion at all! ”

Zuo Feng began to panic, he was trying his best to deny it, and when he saw it, he suddenly turned his hand and grabbed Zuo Feng's arm and said, "Is it?" Since you want to be with me, die with me so that we can never be separated. ”

"No...... I can't die! Gu Yesheng has already promised me to ......" Halfway through the words, Zuo Feng immediately stopped, his deal with Gu Yesheng was not visible, which involved more than his interests, in the blink of an eye, Zuo Feng's eyes became fierce, there was no anxiety in his eyes, and he gradually said indifferently: "Why can't you live well?" Why speak up? I just want to be nice to you......"

The left wind gradually let go, the sheep horn also let go of the left wind, he looked at the face of the gradually distant left wind, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he spread his arms, closed his eyes, felt the wind blowing through his ears, if there is an afterlife, he wants to turn into a bird, in a short life, in the blue sky to spread his wings and soar.

"Xiao Qi...... Sheep's horns! ”

He leaned on the railing, looking at the smiling sheep horns lying in a pool of blood under the overpass, chagrin, pain, sadness, rejoicing, complex emotions were like a mess entangled, and the tears in his eyes were swirling and never flowing......

The "French Sycamore" on Nanyang Road accelerated its withering after the baptism of heavy rain, Yi Seventeen sat on a bench not far away, where Li Qianchen had sit, his face was very haggard, his lips were pale and chapped, but his eyes were still firm, and he firmly believed that Li Qianchen would come back.

In the evening, a tall figure appeared at the end of the road, slightly emaciated, he walked slowly, stopped in front of the bench, looked at Yi Seventeen who fell asleep on the bench, did not make a sound, he gently hugged Yi Seventeen's waist, helped Yi Seventeen up slightly, sat down on the side, let Yi Seventeen pilllow his legs, Yi Seventeen seemed to have a nightmare, he gently patted Yi Seventeen's shoulder, and the voice softly coaxed Yi Seventeen to fall asleep.

The wind was blowing through the treetops, the leaves rustling, the sky was getting dark, the street lamps were on early, and Yi Seventeen was snoring, he hadn't slept like this for a long time, and he was haggard with fear all day, and he would sleep peacefully only next to those closest to him.

……

The white fog buries the shadows, and Danxia helps the light.

At the beginning of the day, the fog is like a curtain, far and near are a haze, the young woman in purple came by the fog, fluttering like a fairy, on the highway, a car is upside down on the ground, the guardrail is twisted, the ground is full of glass, and the front lights of the car flicker in the dense fog.

The young woman was in front of the car, exhaled lightly, and the fog immediately rolled and moved, like the wind rolling up the waves on the shore, the fog condensed, and turned into a human body in front of the car.

The young woman's lips opened lightly, and her voice was clear: "You are dead, but you have a last wish?" ”

Zuo Feng looked back into the car, in the driver's seat, he hung upside down, already a blur of flesh and blood, after the death of the sheep's horns, he drove away, unexpectedly died here.

"I don't want to die, can you make me come back to life?" The left wind is absurd.

The young woman's face became more and more cold, for Zuo Feng's wishful thinking, she just nodded, Zuo Feng was overjoyed when she saw this, and she didn't wait to say thank you, the young woman took a deep breath, as if a whale swallowed a tiger, the fog curtain rotated like quicksand, Zuo Feng's soul was swallowed by it, and between heaven and earth, the dense fog immediately dissipated.

The young woman ignored the corpse in the car, turned around and was about to leave, but at the end of the road, there were two figures, one black and one white, approaching.

Xiaozhi is wearing a white flowing cloud robe, his long hair is like paving, his skin is whiter than winter snow, his eyes are full of peach blossoms, his lips are slightly pursed, there is a book on his waist, and the paper fan is gently swaying like a fairy.

Song Shoumo wore an ink-colored robe, three thousand ink silks were washed, his face was resolute and his jaws were distinct, his body exuded a chill that was thousands of miles away, and there was an ink pen on his waist that looked like a judge's pen.

The white-clothed Xiaozhi Bai, the black-clothed Song Shoumo, saw the two saints coming, the young woman hurriedly turned into a wisp of purple smoke and left, the two saints continued to move forward, it seemed that the court was walking, but in fact it was a few steps in one step, the ten parties have been issued for half a year, but they have never been able to arrest Li Qianchen and Yi Seventeen, the wind and snow are not good, the king of people ordered the two saints to come in person, be sure to arrest the traitor, live to see the death of the corpse!

The gloomy fog is like a ghost landing on the world, and it is not driven away until the clear sun falls, but there is still a smog that stubbornly stays here, and people have to put on masks and shuttle through the dreary, although they complain that the weather is really bad, they still have to go to work and continue to live as usual.

After the sunlight was filtered by layers of haze, it lost its original temperature, and hung down on the pants next to the bed through the glass, and the clothes that were thrown away at random were like disliked sacks, piled up on the ground indiscriminately, and even the quilt was not pleasant.

Yi Seventeen sat on the edge of the bed, the quilt was covered on his stomach, his large white and tender chest and arms were exposed, the room was filled with the smell of saltwater duck, and the courier on the coffee table had just been picked up, and it was because the courier brother knocked on the door that he woke him up.

The sound of running water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, Yi Seventeen's eyes turned to the door of the bathroom, the door opened, and Li Qianchen walked out neatly dressed.

"Awake? Let's get dressed and go wash, I bought salted duck, come and eat it after washing. Li Qianchen tidied up his cuffs, he didn't know when he bought a suit, and the black suit set off his figure more perfectly.

There was a new suit on the bedside table, which was prepared by Li Qianchen for Yi Seventeen, Yi Seventeen brought the clothes and looked through them, shirts, suits, trousers, belts, and a mechanical watch, Yi Seventeen had not worn a suit for a long time, these things made him feel strange and even more inexplicable, he couldn't believe that these were prepared by Li Qianchen, and he didn't understand why he prepared these.

"I remember you said you didn't like these, why did you suddenly prepare?" Yi Seventeen looked through it and put down his shirt again, very puzzled.

Li Qianchen said: "We are going to the funeral, An Linyou, have you forgotten?" ”

An Linyou's funeral? Yi Seventeen was stunned for a moment, and then frowned and said, "When did it happen?" Why am I not impressed at all...... An Linyou is dead? When did you die? How could he die? ”

Yi Seventeen only felt that there was a fault in his memory, as if a large piece had been lost, and he couldn't even remember how he could be here.

"Do you remember the body you found in the bathroom of the Western restaurant earlier?"

Yi Seventeen nodded, wondering, what does An Linyou's death have to do with that corpse?

Li Qianchen explained: "The corpse is An Linyou's friend, because he has too much debt and can't repay it, he will commit suicide, he borrowed money from An Linyou before he died and was rejected by An Linyou, so he held a grudge against An Linyou and tricked An Linyou into jumping off the building." ”

"It can't be!" Yi Seventeen said incredulously: "Just because he didn't lend it money, he wants to kill An Linyou?" What's more, how could An Linyou be easily bewitched? ”

Li Qianchen walked to the side of the bed, picked up the clothes stacked on the ground, and said while tidying up: "Maybe it's because of the loss of soul after being rejected by you that the evil ghost has a chance to take advantage of." ”

Yi Seventeen was stunned, "Because of me?" Did I hurt him? ”

"It's not your fault." Li Qianchen sat down on the edge of the bed and said kindly: "It's his fate that should be like this, but after all, we should go and worship after an acquaintance." ”

Yi Seventeen suddenly asked, "Is the bet between you really related to me?" Qianchen, I don't understand why you want to bet with him? There is no point in making this bet. ”

Li Qianchen picked up his shirt, unbuttoned them one by one, put them in Yi Seventeen's hand and said, "Since you can't wake up a sleeping person, let him never wake up, although the dream is false, it can make him feel satisfied." ”

"But the dream will eventually be shattered, if it is still obsessed after becoming a ghost, and the obsession is too deep, if it turns into a ghost, won't it harm it?"

"What if you turn into a ghost? Because of love, it is not fair, love, regardless of gains and losses, willing to pay and bear, you can't stop him from loving you, such a result does not have to be borne by you, everything is his own choice. ”

"That being said, but ......"

Li Qianchen stroked the top of Yi Seventeen's head, smiled and said, "Okay, it's useless to think about it too much, you can get dressed quickly, I'll put up the clothes you wore before, and go out to the dry cleaners in a while." ”

Li Qianchen got up and packed Yi Seventeen's old clothes as he spoke, Yi Seventeen began to get dressed, and he was still a little sad in his heart, they met An Linyou Pingshui, An Linyou fell in love with him at first sight, although Yi Seventeen didn't feel anything from beginning to end, but he always felt indebted to each other in his heart when he endured An Linyou's efforts for no reason.