He slowly lay down and closed his eyes quietly. The surroundings were too quiet, so quiet that he couldn't sleep. He only felt that he was tightly surrounded by darkness.
He thought, maybe death would be nothing more than that.
Yes, this man brought him joy and happiness, and he remembered the difficulties he had overcome. He had ignored him, insulted him, threatened him, beaten him, and escaped from him, just because of his cowardice and cowardice, but he never let go of him. He stalked him and even dragged him into a happy life.
Yao Lin felt that his consciousness was floating in the darkness, and the past had turned into fragments of light and shadow, passing through his mind. The debauchery of long ago had been blurred and indistinguishable. Only the time after meeting Li Feng was clear as before. He heard his own voice and Li Feng's voice intertwined, sultry, and suddenly the voice turned into a sharp arrow and inserted straight into his throat.
"Lin... I... I love you..."
Before Yao Lin fainted, he seemed to see Cupid spreading his wings in the extremely dazzling sunlight, with a dark bow and arrow aimed at his heart.
In the name of love, I want to be with you.
In the name of love, please let go of my hand.
Facing the unknown world ahead, a feeling that he had experienced suddenly invaded his body. Before, he had run desperately towards the unknown front, but he didn't know it was a sharp turn. He rushed so carelessly that he ran straight into it, which was painful.
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