Kill And Follow

There was no sound of footsteps, but there was a sudden touch, and Chu Wei knew clearly that the man was the assassin who was chasing him.

He didn't do anything, just watched him stumbling along.

It's a very simple layout. When he came to this room before, he felt that it was simple and tasteless. Now he has to be grateful for this thing. After spending his time from breakfast to lunch, he probably already figured out the location of this room.

And that person's location is near him.

His sixth sense told him that it was right next to him, but he couldn't touch it. Once he pretended to wave his hand unintentionally, but he didn't touch anything.

Only when he met him did he know that there was such a person.

His back was soaked with sweat, but he couldn't wash up, so he might be smothered in the water by the other party, although he didn't know why the man didn't do anything in the morning.

Perhaps, this innkeeper is really useful.

Stopping and walking, he touched his left hand, which had many wounds from the fall, and it was very painful.

Once, the other party took his hand and let it go quickly.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind.

So—"I don't know the name of this gentleman?"

He sat on the edge of the bed and asked the air beside him.

Shu puzzled him about this question, only the voice, pretending to be calm, covered up the panic and trembling inside.

He hadn't intended to give an answer to that question.

Nobody has to.

"Your Mightiness?"

Like the struggle of a cornered bird, he grabbed him—this time, he didn't dodge.

Shu listened to him repeating the question again, becoming increasingly hysterical.

It's like grabbing some life-saving straw.

Then there was a violent panting, very difficult, as if I was about to drown, so beautiful.

He is hungry.

Shu lowered his body slowly, and determined the opponent's position, or the opponent's head.

"My name is Shu."

The deep voice rang in his ears.

Then he dropped his hand.

Then, Chu Wei felt his face pinched with both hands, but he didn't let go, and blushed... Then, the other party kissed him.

Yes, kisses, things that happen in front of lovers or lovers, ironically happen in such a wonderful combination of them.

A hunter and a hunted!

They are kissing.

However, Chu Wei felt that this kiss was extremely sweet, like the best food he could taste, the sweetest taste that melted in his mouth.

It doesn't get any better than this.

No one would look at him like this, so passionately, so focused.

Even if you are blind, it’s okay, you can’t see the world, it’s okay.

All he could see clearly was gray, and now it was black, so what.

Shu stopped the looting.

For some reason, he could clearly feel that his prey seemed to get some kind of satisfaction in such a thing.

Rubbing the corners of the other's mouth, it seems to be smiling.

what does it look likeIt was the first time he had such an idea.

Immediately, he thought again, this is just relaxing before enjoying the prey, so don't worry about it.

However, his hunger was relieved a little, really—why?

Shu didn't understand.

Chu Wei didn't know either.

He felt that the man touched his face for a long time, especially the lips, would turn red, and that was all he thought of.

Then he reached out and hugged each other.

no response.

Leaning on each other's shoulders.

no response.

Just kept rubbing his face like it was the most wanting thing in the world.

What a strange assassin, he thought.

It's a warm feeling, he thought again, and it's funny to get this feeling in the most undeserved place.

You should laugh.

He leaned on the other's shoulder, feeling something flowing out of that dark place again, but this time, it was wiped away.

Wipe clean very gently.

"Shu? Shu? Shu..."

Calling the other party's name, Chu Wei felt that the other party withdrew his hand. Next, the other party should leave.

Still no response.

"Shu?"

He was let go and kissed lightly.

The man spoke softly, and the hot air rushed to his face, a very warm feeling.

"I'll be here until—you die."

The words he spoke were more fluent than last time, but still somewhat sluggish.

He couldn't be happier.

Even this kind of language made him feel happy.

There will be someone who will always be with him.

Shu sighed, he felt that blindness seemed to have affected his behavior at the same time, why would he wipe away the other party's tears?

Also, to kiss each other?

Maybe it's empathy, the world is equally cruel, no matter for people like him or Chu Wei.

He could know that the other party was slowly adapting to the environment, even if it was useless.

The movements were slow and easily caught by his ears.

He also knew how many injuries the other party had suffered, on his hands, legs, and feet, but he couldn't stop.

Why bother?

Sooner or later he will kill each other.

Why bother?

Chu Wei asked himself.

He thought, wanted to touch that person, a person named Shu, and let him kiss.

Before the eternal darkness came, he wanted to try harder and do what he wanted to do.

"click~"

He opened the door and stepped down against the railing.

Shu stood beside him.

Xiao Er looked up at the two people in surprise, who knew when the guest who had checked out entered the inn, and was still following the bully?

Only Jiang Buhuo fiddled with the abacus and smiled.

"Xiao Er, serve the food." Chu Wei paused, "Bring it to the room."

He pretended to squint, pretended to see, and straightened his back, but he didn't know how dirty his face was.

Xiaoer saw it clearly, so he could only look at his shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper Jiang Buhuo answered his doubts with a smile: "Go and serve the guests, and also, bring bath water."

He spoke slowly, but this sentence made Chu Wei tremble again.

As the dignity of the Chu family, he turned silently and was about to go back to the room, but he touched a palm and held his hand.

Shu...

Shu?

"go in."

The echo echoed in this ear, dazed myself.

He felt a gust of wind brush his face, it didn't seem to be wind.

When he came back to his senses, he didn't let go of his hand, but just looked at the direction of his hand with his invisible eyes and smiled wryly.

neither knows.

The author has something to say:

It is with a heavy heart that I write this.

Well, what's the matter with writing a little bit of emotion, different people have different opinions

As for the ending, it's a matter of opinion.