Warm reminder: This article is purely fictitious, please do not take it seriously
"Xiaoyun, what will you do if I die?" "Then I will live well alone."
"Ayan! Can you play a game with me one last time?" "Okay..." "We are playing a game of catching a thief. I will be the thief, and you come and catch me." As he said that, Xu Zuoyun put the gun in Ayan's hand, and put his hand against his temple. Just like at the beginning, he kissed him with a smile, tears streaked down his cheeks, and whispered: "You caught me, shoot me." Xu Zuoyun pressed it, and blood fell on the lawn. Yan Qingyu didn't react for a moment, and watched him fall in front of him blankly. The person he had loved for three years died in front of his eyes. "Xu Zuiyun! You don't want to die... You don't want to die, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." He knelt down and held Xu Zuiyun tightly in his arms. The roses he picked had not yet been given to him. He picked up the gun and thought about accompanying him, but he couldn't load it.
"Ayan... I like you, I like you very much, I want to spend my whole life with you." This sentence was repeated several times in Yan Qingyu's mind, and he could no longer hear this voice. "Bang" a gunshot sounded, and he died too, smiling, and went to find his rose.
Intention: (Actually, I'm lazy at coding. Nodding in confidence