Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Xu Yan was calculating carefully while distractedly observing Jiang Qingze using the third-person camera enabled by 937, but he was still caught off guard by his sudden hug.

My hands trembled as he hugged me, and the tip of the pen drew a long black line on the white paper.

Then she heard his apologies in her ears, sounding like pleading.

It seemed like someone had treated him like this before...but that person's voice was countless times more pleasant than Jiang Qingze's, and also countless times more desperate.

Xu Yan's heart once again uncontrollably produced those unfamiliar emotions, which were several times stronger than when he faced Su Shaozhe and Tang Ze.

This is very wrong. He and Jiang Qingze have only been together for a short time. It is impossible for him to have too many feelings for this person.

What's more, he doesn't have the so-called love. He can't fall in love with anyone, including himself.

Even he couldn't understand what love felt like.

But the strange thing is that he can easily act like he is deeply in love with someone, as if he has truly loved someone before and the feeling is engraved in his bones, so even if he relies entirely on subconscious instinct, he can still perform it perfectly.

He had originally had no interest in exploring his past, but now he was curious.

How did he become who he is today?

And he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the hole in his heart seemed to have become a little smaller.

Xu Yan concealed the interest in his eyes, and his body was stiff with a dazed expression as he was held by Jiang Qingze.

After a while, Jiang Qingze still didn't let him go. He could only put down the paper and pen in his hand, sighed and asked, "You saved me, why are you apologizing to me? It should be me who says thank you to you."

Jiang Qingze didn't say anything and buried his head in his shoulder. After a while, he felt a wet and hot feeling on his shoulder.

Jiang Qingze cried?

Realizing this, Xu Yan somewhat helplessly turned sideways and hugged the man in his arms, stroking his back soothingly. This was the action he used to comfort the little fool in his previous life, and he did it subconsciously.

"what happened?"

Hearing Xu Yan's gentle and caring voice, Jiang Qingze couldn't stop crying. Since he was old enough to understand things, he had never cried like this except for the day when his parents had an accident.

He should have comforted Xu Yan, but the emotions he brought from Xu Yan in his previous life were too sad, and he couldn't control his surging emotions, especially when he really touched this person.

Single guy Shen Yi said he couldn't bear to see this, so he stood up and left silently.

The ordinary people before were also taken away by their psychics to the next store and did not dare to disturb the three big guys, so only the two people hugging each other were left.

The moonlight is particularly bright on the night of the end of the world. No one knows why, but it is undoubtedly a good thing, because the street lights will no longer light up on time, and people can only rely on the moonlight to see the way forward.

Xu Yan was writing something before. There was a rechargeable desk lamp in front of him, and behind him was a floor-to-ceiling window facing the full moon.

The orange light and the bright moonlight intertwined on his body, making him seem somewhat unreal, as if he would float away and disappear from this world at any time.

Jiang Qingze, who had already come out of his arms with red eyes, was admiring this picturesque scenery, but his hand was still tightly holding Xu Yan's hand, like a child pulling the string of a balloon tightly, afraid that the balloon would fly away if he was not careful and he would never be able to catch it again.

"Have you calmed down?" Xu Yan raised his hand to wipe the tears still hanging on his chin and asked softly.

Jiang Qingze nodded, feeling embarrassed and wanting to escape from reality.

What on earth is he doing? Why is he crying?

But when he saw this person he just couldn't help himself.

"Now you can tell me, what happened to you?"

Jiang Qingze and Xu Yan looked at each other's calm and steady eyes for a moment, then lowered their heads, "It's nothing, I just shouldn't have treated you like that before."

Xu Yan looked at him calmly, then hummed without comment, picked up the pen and paper and continued writing, but his speed was almost twice as slow as before.

The atmosphere between the two of them became quiet again.

Jiang Qingze really wanted to tell everything, but the Xu Yan in front of him was not the Xu Yan he had seen before. They were the same person, but their experiences were completely different...

and many more.

His pupils shrank and he thought of a possibility that made him feel a little suffocated.

"Ayan, are you a human or a zombie now?" he asked tentatively.

Xu Yan paused with his pen tip, turned his head and looked at him with an inquiring look, and asked calmly, "Have you ever seen a zombie eat or drink water?"

Jiang Qingze closed his eyes awkwardly after hearing this, and then continued to ask in self-abandonment, "Did anyone else escape from the institute?"

Xu Yan turned around and continued writing, answering calmly, "No, there are 355 people, and I am the only one left."

Jiang Qingze was stunned.

So, Xu Yan's teacher, the girl who delivered the food, and those tenacious researchers all...

Before watching Xu Yan's memories of his previous life, he didn't think about these things. After all, he only cared about Xu Yan. The death of other people was probably just a trivial matter to him that he would forget after hearing it.

In this doomsday, death is the norm. A friend who just said hello to you and said let's meet for a drink next time may find his mutilated body carried back by his companions and cremated ten minutes later.

But now it’s different, he knows them from Xu Yan’s perspective.

They were Xu Yan's teachers, Xu Yan's partners, Xu Yan's fellow apprentices, and Xu Yan's safe haven when he was tortured by the rumors from the outside world. Their deaths were not simply the number 355 to him, but wounds that cut open his heart.

The institute was like a big family, but now that he had no home, he was alone again.

That's why he felt so insecure and afraid of his own departure while in a coma, because he might be the last person he was familiar with in this world.

But he told him that he wanted to draw a clear line between them and ridiculed him verbally again and again.

No wonder there was confusion and sadness in his eyes every time. He thought this person was pretending to be with him, but he didn't know that he really didn't know and didn't understand why he treated him like this.

However, Xu Yan seemed to have become accustomed to other people's sudden malice towards him, and also to his own unpleasant personality, and then he chose to accept everything in a self-destructive manner.

In fact, Xu Yan has always been indulging him, just like now.

If she didn't want to talk, he would stop asking. However, as long as she asked, he would answer seriously and in as much detail as possible.

Jiang Qingze suddenly felt like a fool. Xu Yan's unreserved attitude towards him was so obvious, but he didn't even notice it.

Obviously, this person can answer everything for himself as long as he asks, because he lives openly and there is nothing he won't say.

But he just kept making wild guesses and hurt Xu Yan when he was in the most pain both physically and mentally.