When Xu Chuanyang learned sniping from his master in the army, his master told him that many factors can affect a sniper's shooting accuracy, such as wind, humidity, altitude, and even the earth's rotation deflection. As a sniper,
Excellent snipers must have a refined physique and strong psychological quality. They can withstand loneliness and loss, and this loss is watching their comrades fall beside them without changing their facial expressions or heartbeat.
Able to stare straight into the scope and shoot bullets at distant enemies.
Xu Chuanyang did it, and he is undoubtedly excellent.
When being targeted by the opponent's sniper, Sakurai Akihiro used his body to block a shot for him. He watched with his own eyes as a bullet passed through his chest. It was the kind of bullet he was most familiar with and had been used thousands of times.
Having used it tens of thousands of times, it is the most familiar friend and the most hated enemy.
He clearly knew that he was shot and fell in front of him, but he could not help him or save him, because as a sniper, there was an enemy in front of him, the enemy sniper who was hiding in the dark and had been observing him.
As a shooter, his most important task on the battlefield is to find the opponent's sniper and eliminate him to ensure that the entire team is not attacked from behind. Therefore, he is still staring at the scope, still looking for the best viewing angle and shooting opportunity, and
He was lying next to him, his clothes stained red with blood.
But he didn't expect that he struggled to get up. He took off his bracelet to prevent him from becoming the enemy's target. He used his body to distract the enemy's attention. If he had only suffered one attack just now,
He was lucky enough to survive with the gun, but now that he took such a bullet, Xu Chuanyang knew very well what would happen.
It's not like he hasn't experienced his comrades dying in front of him on the battlefield, but this man is not his comrade. They are even of different nationalities.
"Boy." Xu Chuanyang put down his gun and ran over in a few steps. The place where he fell to the ground was not far from him, but the soles of his feet seemed to be filled with lead. When he ran in front of him, he was sweating profusely on his forehead.
dripping.
He leaned over and picked him up, his hands were covered with sticky blood, which belonged to him, the boy's fiery, rushing, and drained blood.
He still had a breath, and his face was pale and frowning. Feeling his call, he struggled to open his eyes. His face became clearer in his sight, reminding him of the first time he saw him.
He was so condescending, punched him in the side of the ear, and said words he couldn't understand. His eyes were as fierce as a wolf, and the arc of his jaw stretched into a cruel arc. At that time, he was afraid and thought, if he wanted to beat him to death
He seemed to only need one punch. He was obviously so fierce and cruel, but at that moment he felt a throbbing feeling. He thought he was being cheap, why did he like to see him lose his temper?
When looking at him, most people don't have a good look on their faces, their expressions are always like weathered plaster. He often hits him on the head, neither lightly nor hard, and also likes to scold him, although he doesn't understand what he scolds, but he taught him
How can he hold his head high and be a dignified person?
After nineteen years of living, this was the first time he felt cared for by others. This kind of care made the place on his chest feel so warm.
It's the same now. His hands are covering his chest, as if he wants to stop the blood that keeps pouring out. His palms are really warm.
The expression on his face was that he was nervous, no longer sharp, no longer fierce, he even saw his tears, not very obvious, but his eyes were obviously wet.
He thought that it would be worth it if he could see him cry for him and be sad for him in this life.
He wanted to hug him, but by the way, he had never hugged him before, because he was a normal man and he would not like men. Therefore, he knew that he had always been in unrequited love and missed him silently in a foreign country.
He silently wrote those three beautiful-looking Chinese characters on the grass, silently feeling excited and happy because he got some news about him.
He wanted to learn Chinese well so that he could communicate with him without any obstacles. He imagined that one day he could sit side by side with him under this beautiful river and mountain, under this bright starry sky, and listen to him talk about his childhood and his time as a soldier.
, even in the future, so he is really working hard to learn Chinese, but Chinese literature is profound and profound. He still needs to continue to work hard, but... I'm afraid it won't work.
His face gradually blurred in front of him, as if covered with a light layer of fog, and the fog became thicker and thicker. He began to become anxious. He obviously still had a lot to say to him, and he obviously wanted to hug him.
.
Well, that's it, at least he saw his tears and knew that he didn't have a place in his heart, even if this place may be because he blocked the gun for him, his guilt, and his self-blame, but it doesn't matter.
It's important, isn't it?
He still had a bit of strength, or God had mercy on him and gave him sudden strength. He slowly raised his arms and slowly approached the familiar face. He couldn't hug him, but he could touch his face.
, for the last time, he poured all his thoughts and love into this gentle touch. Yes, he touched his face. It was as soft as he imagined.
He wriggled his pale lips, and the corners of his beautiful mouth turned up slightly. The beauty of the young man was like a thrilling night rose blooming in front of him. It was beautiful in an instant, and then withered in an instant. At the last moment, he said to him in Japanese, "すき"
"
Xu Chuanyang watched helplessly as the white hand slipped from his face, like a deliberately stretched slow motion in a movie. He slowly closed his eyes in front of him, like a baby sleeping in his arms. He suddenly grabbed
Holding his falling hand, tears welled up in his eyes. The last time Xu Chuanyang cried was when he was spanking with his bare buttocks bare. For the first time in more than 20 years, he knew that his tears were really salty, so salty that they made him feel bitter.
, the salty taste is heartbreaking.
He sat there holding Sakurai Minghao's body, and time seemed to have stopped. The moment he closed his eyes, he felt that something was bloodyly taken out of his chest, including the muscles and bones, and it was too horrible to look at.
What, what is.
"Chuang Yang, Chuan Yang." A hurried shout came from the earphones. The chandelier that was shot down by bullets in the distance swayed in front of his eyes for a few times and then suddenly fell. This was still a battlefield, and he still needed to fight, even if he died there
In his arms, he must also take up the gun and fight.
"exist."
Ye Hanxuan paused for a moment. After being brothers for so many years, he could clearly hear the suppressed sadness in his tone, like a wounded lion enduring piercing pain.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Nothing." His answer didn't reveal any flaws. "The opponent's sniper has been killed. You can fight as you like."
"Well done."
He took one last look at the boy in his arms and gently carried his body to a hidden corner to prevent anyone from harming him again.
He walked up to his sniper rifle, prostrated, and took aim, with sharp eyes and quick reactions, as if nothing had ever happened, there was no separation between life and death, and no separation between heaven and earth.
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This is the first time that Bago has officially written a BL story. It is an attempt, because many people like it, and many people don’t like it. Bago writes him very innocently, and of course it is also very tragic! Xu Chuanyang’s story will not just happen.
It ends like this, because from the beginning when it was defined,
This is the ending of Sakurai Akihiro. He is only the person who enlightens Chuan Yang's feelings, and he will really get together with Chuan Yang. He only appears in a few sentences in the article. I don't know if you can guess it. If you
Like it, Bago will continue to write Xu Chuanyang’s story at the end of the article
There is no next chapter, let’s read something else first