blues paradox

"..."

Luo Yi seemed to want to say something, but there was no need for this conversation to continue, at least the blues thought so.

He had completely calmed down, and sat silently on the side, waiting for Xiu and them to come out.Just now, concern caused chaos, Lan Tiao didn't think that Xiu would be trapped so easily, in fact, Xiu was almost omnipotent in his mind—even if he lost his magic power.

"You... like him?" Luo Yi suddenly said, his face was a little pale, in fact he refused to think or talk about this horrible topic, but apart from that, he couldn't think of any other topic that could attract Blues attention.

What an irony!

Sure enough, Lan Tuo turned his head for a moment, frowned and said in a natural tone: "I thought it was obvious."

It was obvious, the ambiguous atmosphere that seemed that no outsiders could step in, so obvious that people lowered their eyes subconsciously, and did not dare to take another look.

Luo Yi looked at Blues almost in despair. From the beginning, he was just deceiving himself and others. However, at this moment, he didn't feel how sad he was. Do you really love the person in front of you with your feelings?

He knew that he should leave, and every second he stayed was an extra threat to his life, but he couldn't look away, and couldn't take a step.

He was about to lose that beautiful and resolute teenager, and in fact he never had it; the taste of despair was actually unbelievably bland and bewildered.

He stood up and nodded fiercely in a certain direction, so fast that he had no chance to repent, he cruelly drove himself to a dead end; even bathing in the warm morning sun made him feel like an icehouse The illusion froze the blood in his whole body, and he couldn't even let out the slightest breath of sadness.

The moment he nodded his head, a figure swiftly rushed towards Lantiao, and the unstoppable murderous aura spread out layer by layer.

Lan Tuo looked back in astonishment, his sitting posture made him unable to dodge in time, the cold dagger was about to sink into Lan Tuo's thin chest, piercing his beating heart, time seemed to stop at this moment.

Luo Yi suddenly felt heartache, the sadness and pain of what was about to be lost filled his heart, as if he wanted to burst his little heart; he suddenly realized that Blues was going to die, and under his deliberate arrangement, this boy would stop breathe.

The turquoise lake has since become a pool of stagnant water, and the golden hair has lost every ounce of luster, becoming stiff and lifeless just like the dead, and finally burned to ashes, blown away by a passing wind, fade away.

He seemed to see that in the bedroom filled with sunlight, the young man stared at him warily and confusedly with wide open green eyes; the golden hair was so pure that the sun was ashamed, and at that moment, the world was also eclipsed; he He heard the young man's clear and sickly weak voice echoing in his ears: "Lan... I don't seem to have a last name."

Luo Yi stretched out his hand blankly, as if he wanted to save something, but time began to pass again, the dagger pierced the young man's skin inch by inch, he was powerless to stop, and did not want to stop, letting the bright red liquid with a fishy smell float in the air Splash, like the most enchanting flower blooming in the world, on the boy's chest...

This sad farce needs an end, and the young life will draw an end to it.