He stared at scarlet eyes, and the expression on his face was unbelievable.

The moment of the crash, there was a burst of dust on the ground.

The iron bar fell from his hand and rolled all the way to Nian Xiaomu's feet

Nian Xiaomu's body is clinging to the big stone, and his eyes are slowly widened. His face is getting colder and colder before his eyes, and gradually becomes clear from obscurity.

It's like her dream.

Before he died, he stood in front of her, still holding a stone with blood on it.

It's Dori's blood.

As Doolittle fell to the ground, his hand was loose, and the stone rolled from his hand.

"Nian Xiaomu."

He opened his thin lips and gave a low cry.

Then step by step, step by step to her in front, raised his hand, gently touched her white face.

His fingertips are very cold. She can't help shivering for a while. She opens her eyes with astonishment and looks at him stupidly without making a sound.

She was afraid, afraid of him in front of her, just her illusion.

"Nian Xiaomu, don't stop talking, just let me know you're OK." I touched her face's hand with colder and colder, sliding down slightly, and stopped at her neck.

Feel the pulse of her beating, dark eyes in the dense worry, calm some.

Two sentences in a row seemed to take a lot of effort. He didn't speak again, just looked at her.

Seems to want to rely on their own eyes, to confirm whether she is really OK.

Young Mu has been sluggish for a long time. His fingertips are cool. Because of the contact with her, he gradually becomes warm.

She seemed to have suddenly returned to her senses and reached for his hand.

Voice tremble of ask: "Yu more cold, is really you?"

Don't tell her it's just a dream.

"It's me, not that I'll be OK. Don't cry." Yu Yuehan fingered her cheek and saw tears rolling out of the corner of her eyes. His brow was twisted.

He seldom saw her cry.

He likes to see her smiling in front of him, when smart like a fox.

However, Nian Xiaomu just came back from the ghost gate, and saw that Yu Yuehan was getting colder and colder. It was like a drowning man who suddenly caught a driftwood.

It's not easy to escape from the sky and find the one you love most in front of you.

It's not driftwood she's holding on to, it's his hand

In addition to surprises, there are untold grievances and fears.

The moment I saw him, it exploded.

Young Mu "wow" a cry.

Jump into his arms and hug him.

"You scared me to death. I was shouting your name just now. You should not be me. I thought you were dead..."

"I can't find you in the car. Du Li also told me that you are dead. There is no body..."

"I will never be separated from you again..."

“……”

Young Mu is really scared.

Not by Du Li, but by Yu Yuehan.

Think of the time when I just separated from him, so short and so long.

She alone, everywhere can not find his feeling, like being abandoned by the world, can not find their own direction.

She hasn't told him she loves him.

I haven't told him that Liu may have a younger brother.

He said he would accompany her all his life. Now he has lived less than one third of his life

"Well."

All of a sudden, she jumped into her arms, and I snorted in the colder silence.

She didn't raise her hand to hold her, just let her hold herself.