General, cut off your sleeves!

"Don't cry, I'm not dead yet."

This was the first sentence Mo Wanqing said, as tough as ever, even when he was dying, he didn't want to be looked down upon by others.

Poor Mo Ni was choked by his words, and he still didn't change his temper at this time.They are mentors and apprentices as well as companions, watching his joy, anger, sorrow and joy along the way.No matter how easily Mo Wanqing looked at his own death, he couldn't accept that he passed away so suddenly.

"Mo Ni, you go out, I have something to say to him." His vision suddenly became much clearer, but his temples were still swollen and painful, he couldn't hear loud voices now, and he would have a headache.Those who have finally come to look forward to it are not so eager, and they are already satisfied when they see him.

Mo Ni hesitated, not very willing to go out, he was afraid that this would be the last time Mo Wanqing saw.But his exhausted appearance made him unable to refuse the request.But the person went out, but his ears were still facing inside, intending to rush in as soon as there was any movement.

Mo Wanqing struggled to sit up, and in the middle of the movement, a pair of big hands supported him, and took out a pillow to cushion his back like before.Having settled down, Mo Wanqing looked at Zou Jinchu in a daze, as if she was looking at him but not like looking at him.

After a long time, he said lightly, "I know why you didn't come to see me. It's because of those traces." He paused, and before Zou Jinchu could reply, he lowered his head slowly and stared at the patterns on the quilt in a daze. The answer was obvious. No reply doesn't matter.He and Zou Jinchu had such an ambiguous relationship, but they didn't expect to make it clear at this time.

Zou Jinchu has been silent for a long time, and has been with Wan Qing for a long time, if he is not clear about his temper, he is in vain as a close friend.It's just that he didn't know how to face the feelings of being exposed face to face. After all, he always regarded himself as Mo Wanqing's elder brother.Thousands of words reached the throat, and only a difficult sentence remained, "Don't think too much."

The heroic man on the battlefield has tears in his eyes at this time, and it is too late to regret at this time, because his tiny grievance made him lose the chance to accompany him in the last time.He even wondered whether it was because of his escape that led to Mo Wanqing's current ending, guilt and regret were biting his heart.

At this moment, his only wish is to let Ban Qing stay, if he can stay, he will never bother with those concealments and unknowns again.

"I want you to come back because I want to confess two things to you. One is about myself and the other is about Zou Jinyuan."

Zou Jinchu suddenly raised his head to look at him, but was stung again by his pale face without a trace of blood.

"Let's talk about Zou Jinyuan first... Actually, I already knew part of his whereabouts, but... I haven't told you." He slowed down, leaning against the bed rail with some strength.

"He... is the man in red, but..." Mo Wanqing raised his right hand with great effort, and there was an ice-blue bead lying in his palm, and he stared at the bead with fascinated eyes.

"He's gone and turned into... this bead."

Zou Jinchu was shocked, this was beyond his expectation.If Mo Wanqing hadn't told him these words himself, it would be impossible for him to believe that his younger brother was actually infected and even became the leader of the infected!

"Impossible! How could Jin Yuan..."

"You've never bumped into him, but I have. Aren't you the most puzzled why I stayed there and never came back? That's because he was there! Cough cough cough." The eager words made him breathless for a while , My throat hurts badly.The severe cough consumed most of his strength, and at the same time, he had to stop what he said next.

Zou Jinchu held his forehead in great pain, and the warm tears could not be stopped in the end.All doubts were resolved at this moment, why Mo Wanqing was so reluctant to come back, why he was evasive to him, and why... came back with such an injury.

In fact, he has always known Jin Yuan's feelings for Wan Qing, but he luckily felt that he would never announce it.Indeed, if Zou Jinyuan had always been that young man in white, he would have kept this matter in his heart forever, but fate seemed to have played a big joke with the three of them.

The sudden change of fate, the sudden shortening of life, if it were him, he would choose... let's say it.

The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh. That was his second brother, and the other was his... the love of his heart.The reality was so cruel that he couldn't accept it. At this moment, he suddenly understood what Wan Qing wanted. "If, if you are good, will all this become a secret forever? Even if it will make us strangers from now on."

Mo Wanqing's silence is also his answer, some secrets can never be said.He weighed, between always worrying about the safety of his second brother and knowing that he died after being infected, no doubt the latter would hit him harder.So even if he knew that he would misunderstand him because of his concealment, he would not hesitate.

After all, "I like you..."

It's a pity that the last sentence of liking didn't reach Zou Jinchu's ears. He just opened the curtain to go out to calm down in extreme grief and anger, when there was the sound of heavy objects falling from behind, he froze, and it was too late to turn around.

Mo Wanqing lay limply on the head of the bed, no matter how Zou Jinchu called him, he didn't respond, an ominous premonition enveloped him, he helped him up in a panic, kept wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, and shouted "Doctor! Come on!"

At the same time, Mo Ni rushed in when he heard the movement, and the first thing he saw was the scene that made his heart stop suddenly!

The beautiful young man seemed to be asleep, the only difference was that his chest no longer rose and fell, and there was a dead silence.His heart was suddenly choked with discomfort, at this moment he already knew that even calling the doctor would be useless.

Zou Jinchu didn't care, he insisted that Mo Wanqing could be saved. "How could a man leave suddenly! He just fainted! Yes, he just fainted..."

In the end, the old doctor was still tossed over, and the result was as expected. "Bury him earlier." The old man also watched this energetic boy walk into the grave step by step. He did everything he could, but he still couldn't save him. It's a pity that there is, but he won't follow them The same is not acceptable.

He has seen a lot of life and death, even worse than this one, hey, when people get old, their mentality is much calmer.

It's a pity that even the old doctor Zou Jinchu still didn't believe what he said, he coaxed everyone out, even Mo Ni couldn't stop him, holding the boy's still warm body stubbornly. "He's not dead, he's alive."

With a long sigh, the old doctor persuaded Mo Ni away who refused to leave the door. "If he wants to go crazy, you have to follow? Listen to me, advise him to bury the young master earlier, so as not to delay his reincarnation."

The young man with clenched fists didn't know whether to listen or not. The old man knew that at this time, persuasion could only be done in moderation, leaving the sadness to themselves.Someday they will come out...

Mo Wanqing didn't know that he was "dead" at this time, he just felt that he came to a dark room inexplicably, and the feeling that he couldn't see his fingers made him a little uneasy.

The dark environment made him feel as if he had returned to the time when he was imprisoned, as if he had become that weak and useless child.

A melodious flute sound came from the middle of the panic, and the erratic sound was desperately drilled into his ears, and at the same time, the damn familiar feeling aroused his long-term memory.

That is nostalgia.

"Zou Jinyuan, is that you?" The experience that brought him into a dream once, and this familiar song, the first thing he thought of was Zou Jinyuan.

But at this moment, a small piece of land suddenly lit up in front, the lotus pond, the small pavilion, the man in white, and the flute, all gradually assembled into a familiar picture like fragments.

He was stunned, the panic had long since left, and the only thing left was the sourness in his eyes. "Did you...have you entrusted me with a dream again?"

Yes, the dream he had when Zou Jinyuan was about to leave was obviously caused by him. Although he didn't know the specific process, he could guess roughly, maybe Zou Jinyuan chose to end his life by himself.

Thinking of this, Mo Wanqing hurriedly walked in that direction, but saw that the distance was still the same distance, and there was always the same distance between them.

At this moment, the picture suddenly began to shatter, turning into dots of light floating around him!

"No! Don't go!"

But it didn't stay as he expected, and the smiling man in white still disappeared before his eyes...

But it seems that this is not the end, the light spots recombine again, this time in a dark room, with a big bright red bed and him in the same red clothes.

The man in red was standing with his back to him, his fiery clothes slipping off gradually, and he was looking affectionately at the person in the tent.

He has never seen this scene before, but it is not difficult to understand where it came from. The person in the tent should be himself.Suddenly he seemed to think of something, even though he knew it was impossible to stop, he still rushed forward without hesitation, he wanted to stop everything, to prevent Zou Jinyuan from dying!

Surprisingly, this time he was able to shorten the distance between him and the screen, until he stood in front of him and stretched out his hand excitedly to pull him, but found that his hand passed through him...

At the same time, the people in the picture couldn't hear what he said, and the gears of fate were still turning. He could only watch everything happen, watching the blue blood overflow from the lips of the man with picturesque eyebrows.

He heard him say, "No regrets..."

You, do not regret what?

Of course no one would answer him.He watched Zou Jinyuan get up and put on his clothes like a normal person, he also helped the unconscious boy put on everything, and caressed his lips lovingly. "We... it's not going to end like this."

The next step was to put the boy in a safe place, during which Mo Wanqing saw his figure start to flicker, as if it would become transparent in the next moment.

Zou Jinyuan, who had put the person in place, touched his face reluctantly, his eyes slid to the collar of the young man and smiled lightly, but this smile involved a violent cough, and at the same time a large amount of blue gushed out from his mouth and pooled on the ground. into a large beach.

"Not enough time..." Suddenly Zou Jinyuan looked in the direction of Mo Wanqing station and smiled.Before he could react, he took out a dagger and stabbed it into his chest.

"Zou Jinyuan!"

"Use my chance of reincarnation in exchange for your life!"

His vision suddenly fell into dead darkness, and at the same time his spirit was sleeping...