[Two male protagonists/BE/sour/healing and redemption]
"What do you think is the scariest thing about death?"
In the studio, Pei Yu suddenly stopped painting and asked.
Xiang Yi smiled carelessly
"Maybe it's too late to say goodbye."
Pei Yu didn't know at that time that this joke would become the most painful prophecy between them.
——
Xiang Yi and Pei Yu
One is like the scorching sun in midsummer, and the other is like still water in late autumn.
At the age of seventeen, he always liked to skip classes and often asked Pei Yu
"Do you want to come together?"
But Pei Yu always shook his head.
"Pei Yu, what are you drawing?"
"Nothing."
"Let me see—tsk, are these all ugly photos of me?"
".. You have to see it yourself."
…
When the ward door was violently pushed open, Pei Yu was struggling to stand up from the wheelchair. Xiang Yi stood at the door, holding the medical records he had hidden in his hand, his eyes red.
"What are you doing here?" Pei Yu's voice was hoarse.
Xiang Yi strode over and picked him up: "I'll take you to see the track."
Amidst the roar of the motorcycle, Pei Yu's arms could no longer wrap around his waist.
Xiang Yi put his hand on his waist and shouted in the wind of 200 kilometers per hour: "Hold on!"
"Hurry up..." Pei Yu pressed her face against his back, "Let me feel your world for the last time."
In the rearview mirror, Xiang Yi's tears were blown away by the wind. They all knew that this time, they really couldn't catch it.
-I didn't meet you when I came, but when you left... I couldn't keep you. —
Fortunately, I met the sun
Intention: You are my youth and frivolity, and also the long rest of my life
