"The little devil's eyes are still a little different, haha." Luo Yu smiled and coughed up a large mouthful of blood. The bullet penetrated from the left chest. He was not dead yet. This is not a fate.
"Young devil, I will return this shot sooner or later." Luo Yu cursed the island country from ancient times to modern times, greeting almost all the names he could think of. Luo Yu's thoughts exploded into chrysanthemums like sunflowers.
They all fluttered festively in the direction of the sunrise.
"Don't laugh." Xia Jing was nervous and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Luo Yu's mouth, "Little villain, I must pay close attention to you when I go back this time. What will we do if something happens to you like this?" At this point
Xia Jing's voice was a little softer, and her face was so red that she was so cute.
"What are you afraid of? I can't die. The five-star red flag has not been planted all over the world and the revolutionary mission has not been completed. How can I take the first step?" Luo Yu chuckled and raised his hand to touch Xia Jing's face.
All the nails were out of place, and the clotted blood stuck to the hands. It was painful to move.
No one in the audience spoke now, and there was no one within 5 meters of the ring, except for the body that had long since lost its voice. This just gave Luo Yu and Xia Jing a small private space. The wind was so loud,
You don’t have to worry about your private words being overheard.
"Sister, let me tell you a story." A lonely look suddenly appeared on Luo Yu's face.
"We'll talk about it when we get back, be good." Seeing that Luo Yu was so seriously injured, Xia Jing didn't want him to talk more to avoid aggravating the injury.
"It's okay, it's just a fairy tale that I have always liked. I have nothing to do now anyway." Luo Yu's eyes signaled Xia Jing not to speak, "I'm afraid I won't remember to tell you this story in the future."
Xia Jing looked at Luo Yu with watery eyes, nodded slightly, then took off her coat and covered Luo Yu's body. The night wind was strong, Xia Jing hugged Luo Yu tightly and used her own
body to keep him warm.
Luo Yu raised his eyes and looked at the moving armed police and the slightly stirring crowd. He licked his dry lips, and his mouth was filled with a fishy and salty taste.
"There once was an old lady named Ophelia. She was an inscriptionist in a theater. She devoted her long life to this profession because she deeply loved drama. The old lady would eventually be unemployed one day.
, she was old, and she had nothing except the drama she dedicated her life to, no property and no relatives. She felt very lonely until she met the first shadow, a shadow in the theater, a wanderer without an owner.
Ophelia took it in as a shadow, and more and more unwanted shadows found her and asked her to take her in, and she agreed. So many partners suddenly appeared in her lonely life,
Every night they would perform all the great plays in the world in Ophelia's little apartment, and Miss Ophelia was still there to give them lines and do her life's work."
Xia Jing moved her shoulders and said softly: "What I like most about this story is this part: the fourth shadow is called Loneliness, the fifth shadow is called Long Night, the sixth shadow is called Never, and the seventh shadow is called Emptiness.
, the last shadow was called Death, 'Despite this, you will still take me in, right?' it asked Ophelia."
Luo Yu looked at the stars outside the broken window: "If I were a helpless shadow, would you be willing to take me in?"
Xia Jing's heartbeat was trembling, but her tone remained calm: "Shadows are very small, can be folded, and can be carried around, but you, how do you want me to keep them?"
"As long as you give me a place in your heart, it's enough."
Luo Yu's words made Xia Jing burst into tears. As long as she has a place in her heart, it's enough.
Originally, when Fang Jie said that Luo Yu was lonely and sad sometimes, she thought that Luo Yu was just bored to attract the attention of the little girl. Now she knows the pain that Luo Yu has always buried in his heart, and the pain of living alone all year round.
The resulting huge emptiness and incompatibility with this world.
"Loneliness, long night, never, emptiness, death." Xia Jing's wet and hot cheek pressed against Luo Yu's face, "Stupid brother, my sister will stay with you in this life and will never let you be lonely again."
"That's enough." Luo Yu's eyes suddenly glowed, and he stretched out a hand and clasped Xia Jingrouyi's fingers.
At this moment, the Empire State Building seemed to be injected with new life, and the lights all turned on in an instant.
When they recovered from the brief dizziness from darkness to light, the people present found that four people were missing: Shi Keqiang, Yamamoto Urei, and Luo Yu and Xia Jing who were clinging to the ring before darkness.
"The whole city is under martial law, don't let that Japanese escape." Xu Haogang's face was as dark as water. The drug case has not been solved yet, how could he let you go back so easily.
"Xiao Yan?" The lights were gone, and the China Overseas Stadium returned to its original quietness. Except for the colorful lights in the sky, which were still quietly telling everything that had just happened here, Sister Xiao Yan saw Liang Yan sitting with her legs hanging.
At the edge of the stage, he took a coat and put it on her shoulders.
"Sister Xiaoyan." Liang Yan's voice was a little more choked up, "Did you say he came today?"
Most of the lights on the stage have been turned off, leaving only a few huge lights hanging overhead. The huge stadium is now surrounded by darkness. Sister Xiaoyan smiled and hugged Liang Yan's shoulders: "It should be here.
Yes, you invited him like that."
"But why can't I feel it?" Liang Yan grabbed the collar of her coat on her shoulders and shook her head, "Sister Xiaoyan, please go back first. I'll be alone here for a while."
"Go back early." Sister Xiaoyan sat with Liang Yan for a while and patted her shoulder, "Remember to call if you need anything."
"Um."
Sitting under the light, Liang Yan's eyes were red, and her heart suddenly trembled. She quickly raised her head and stared at the darkness in front of her, her beautiful eyes getting wider and wider.
The two figures became clearer and clearer in the darkness. The taller one walked uphill and was supported by the shorter one.
"Cousin..." Liang Yan's tearful eyes were confused, her lips were squirming, and she quickly jumped down from the stage towards the two figures, her crystal tears spreading all over the floor.
"Hey, Xiaoyan, I'm sorry, there was a car accident on the road, and thanks to the help of this policewoman, I got here." Luo Yu still smiled heartlessly and winked at Liang Yan.
Liang Yan looked at Luo Yu who was standing in front of her, her eyes were misty. The man in front of her had an angular face that was swollen, his eyes were black and blue, and there was still blood on the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped clean.
He was wrapped in a big blanket, but he could still see the shocking wounds and dried and scabbed blood spots under the blanket.
"Cousin...cousin!" Liang Yan dove into Luo Yu's arms, tears pouring down her face, "I knew you wouldn't abandon me, you wouldn't..."
"Silly girl." Luo Yu grimaced when Liang Yan's tears touched his wound, but he still tried his best to hold it back. He stretched out his hand to touch Liang Yan's long, smooth hair. The faint fragrance of the little girl made Luo Yu take a few strong sniffs.
,"sorry."
Liang Yan just hugged Luo Yu, her shoulders trembling constantly, her hands wrapped around his waist and hugged Luo Yu tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away accidentally.
Xia Jing rolled her eyes and glanced at Luo Yu. Luo Yu smiled bitterly and pouted at her, with a look of helplessness on her face.
This time Xia Jing just pinched Luo Yu's arm jealously, and then rubbed it for him distressedly.