Xie Yu was hugged very tightly, he was hugged for a while with no expression on his face, and then said tremblingly, "Let go of me first, your hands are still bleeding."
His voice was very soft, but Fu Zhiyao did not let go after hearing this, but hugged him even tighter. The world was spinning, and he felt as if something was inadvertently flowing away bit by bit like quicksand. Fu Zhiyao dripped The bloody fingertips were cold, "No, I won't let you go, and if you let me go, you won't want me anymore."
Xie Yu was just hugged tightly, his body was stiff and he didn't say a word.
"Thank you." Fu Zhiyao said in a low voice, his tone was close to pleading, "Can you please say something, just say anything."
Xie Yu lowered his eyes quietly, and there was another long silence.
The wind outside suddenly blew, whirring, rustling the leaves.
The sky is as dark as a ferocious beast, the darkness is boundless, and it can swallow the world with one mouthful.
Fu Zhiyao held his breath, and the usually calm person shouted in a flustered voice, "Xie Yu, Xie Yu, talk to me, talk to me, don't do this, don't ignore me."
But no matter what he said, the person in his arms was like a walking dead whose soul had been sucked out, without any sound or reaction.
The gust of wind outside was even more raging, as if it was going to lift the house up, blowing desperately.
After a few seconds of silence, just when Fu Zhiyao felt that he was about to collapse, the person in his arms finally spoke.
The young man stretched out his slender arms, and pushed him lightly, with a tranced tone, as if he had come from far, far away, "Captain, what you said before. If you don't want to continue, you can always Say, we can cut it off. Does it still count?"
The young man's calm voice overlapped with the howling wind outside the window, and Fu Zhiyao's face suddenly changed when he heard it. He felt that his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar in an instant, and his hands and feet were unbearably cold.
"Xie Yu!" Fu Zhiyao interrupted him in a flustered mouth, and he clung to Xie Yu like a dying man clutching at a straw, "Didn't you say you wanted to continue, didn't you say you didn't want to break up with me? You told me not to leave you, I will not leave you, and I will never leave you again."
Xie Yu lowered his eyes, his voice was clear without any waves, "I don't want to continue."
Fu Zhiyao froze.
The boy stood upright, with his hands hanging straight down, as if he didn't seem to touch him at all.
"Let me go, Captain." Xie Yu's voice was soft and small, but it was very clear, "I don't want to continue."
"Lie!" Fu Zhiyao let go of him suddenly, and he grabbed Xie Yu's arm with red eyes, "You were very happy just now, and you just said that it was great to dream of me, you want to continue, you want Continuous."
Xie Yu looked at him fixedly, his beautiful pupils dimmed slightly, he lowered his eyes, his black eyelashes were long and curly, "That's a dream."
What was just a dream, is now a reality.
Fu Zhiyao stared at him stiffly, the blood from his fingertips stained Xie Yu's clothes red.
The boy lowered his eyes, and his voice, which had been calm until now, finally fluctuated, "I've woken up from the dream now, and I don't want to continue."
Fu Zhiyao grabbed his arm, staring at him with blood-red eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Is it that important, Xie Yu, is this matter that important, isn't it. Isn't it just Weibo that I posted?" , is it that important?"