Rain poured down. Qi Yu'an lay motionless amid the ruined rubble, his gaze vacant. He could no longer see that hateful man or hear his curses. More and more blood drained from him. All the pain and troubles of the world were fading away as his life ebbed little by little.
Ming Ge, I miss you so much. Please let me see you one more time. At the thought of Gu Mingge, a flicker of life entered his empty eyes. A drop slid from the corner of his eye, rain or tears, he couldn’t tell. He shut his eyes, unwilling to let go.
Bai Li thought he had been humiliated by Qi Yu'an, and couldn’t help feeling smug. He crouched beside the blood-smeared face. This was the face he couldn’t stand, the face that made him jealous. “Qi Yu'an, look at yourself now. You’re filthier than a stinking rat in a garbage heap. No one cares whether you live or die. Hahaha! This is what happens when you cross me.”
“Come on, Bai Li. Let’s go. He’s already dead.”
“He died too easily. I didn’t even get to let him taste the pain of being eaten by demon insects. What a lucky bastard.”
The curses faded into the distance. The rain kept falling.
Some time later.
“It’s just ahead. You... I’m sorry for your loss.” The figure was only a passerby. Having led the woman this far, they saw her standing there like a living corpse, shook their head, and left. They had witnessed too many farewells between the living and the dead...
“Thud.” A woman dropped to her knees beside the body.
“Ah!” Her despair rang out like the roar of a beast.
“I’m sorry. I came too late.” She carefully gathered the cold body into her arms. “An'an, didn’t you always love it when I held you? ...I’m here now... Won’t you wake up and kiss me? I was wrong... I’ll never make you angry again.”
“I’ll never make you angry again. Just get up.” She lowered her head and kissed his bloodstained, matted hair.
“I’ll make them pay...”
I’m no good at writing blurbs. Please make do_(:з"∠)_
Core theme: Treasure what you have now. Don’t wait until you’ve lost it to regret it.
Yes, as long as you don't give up. The heroine and appetite are too little. This one is very good. Come on! It's just boys and girls doting on boys.