Parting of the Love of the Eight Sorrows: Oblivion

Cheng Zhen's hand caressed his forehead, icy cold, lingering on the temple.

"Xiaoyi, look at me. We have known each other since childhood."

We have known each other since childhood.Qiao Dong and I have known each other since childhood.

"I also wrote love letters for you, and made up silly jokes with you."

Qiao Dong... and Qiao Dong showed off writing love letters to the girl in the next class, just to make him angry.

"I confessed to you in my third year of high school. We agreed to be together after graduation."

Qiao Dong confessed in her third year of high school.yes……

But the person in front of him was not Qiao Dong, but Cheng Zhen.Cheng Zhen, did you confess to me in the third year of high school?

"Remember? Xiaoyi, I'm Qiao Dong, do you see clearly? I'm by your side."

nonsense!

nonsense!You are Cheng Zhen!

That warm embrace, those gentle eyes, all belong to Cheng Zhen!

Why did Cheng Zhen become Qiao Dong? !

Who will tell me why?

Qiao Dong...

Shen Xuyi's eyes were blood red.

don't want!Qiao Dong is full of blood.

If Cheng Zhen was Qiao Dong, wouldn't he be stained with filthy blood again? !

No!

"Ah!!──" Shen Xuyi hugged her head and cried out in pain.

"Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi!" Cheng Zhen panicked.This was the first time in four years that hypnosis was unsuccessful.He hugged her tightly: "Xiaoyi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm Qiao Dong, don't be afraid!"

He was wrong, he shouldn't say that he is Cheng Zhen.

As long as he is doing well, it doesn't matter if he is Qiao Dong for the rest of his life.

"Ahhh──" The more he said, the more flustered Shen Xuyi became.

He couldn't make Cheng Zhen turn red.

The man who got mad suddenly gained strength, he vigorously broke away from Cheng Zhen, hugged his head and bumped his head impatiently in the office like a trapped animal.

Cheng Zhen was so distressed that his breathing hurt.He rushed forward to cover his head, whispering in his ear tenderly.

"Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi. Look at me, I am your Qiao Dong, don't be afraid."

Shen Xuyi kicked the desk frantically, and swept the things on the table with open arms.

The whispering in the ear was too harsh.

Like a nightmare, like a curse, like a vicious spell.

Who wants to dye my Chengzhen red?

I forbid!

He wants to break the curse, and he wants to shut up the man who cast the curse for the sake of Cheng Zhen!

Don't be in my ear!

Give Cheng Zhen back to me!

Give me back Qiao Dong!

Shen Xuyi's eyes were red with hatred, she broke away from the lingering incantation, picked up a handful of sharp objects on the ground, turned around and stabbed them fiercely!

The spell stopped.

Shen Xuyi became pure.

But where did this drop, drop of blood come from?

Just like that time, when he hugged Qiao Dong, one drop, one drop, dripped on his eyes, and the whole world was dripping with blood.

The current scarlet frightened him even more.

Deeper into the bone marrow than that time.

He let go of his hand tremblingly, and slowly, slowly raised his head.

into the eye.

Or those eyes that are always so gentle.

Ah, ah... blood... blood belongs to Cheng Zhen...

Like before, it was dyed red again...

"Don't cry, Xiaoyi..." Cheng Zhen also let go, hugged him, and gently wiped away his tears with blood-free hands.

"It's okay, look, it's just a hand." Cheng Zhen showed him his hand.The hand holding the blade was bleeding profusely.There are still some old scars faintly around the wound.

Shen Xuyi didn't dare to touch him, and looked into his eyes with tears.

"Who are you crying for, Xiaoyi?" Cheng Zhen kissed his eyes.

no answer.The person in his arms was completely stunned.

Cheng Zhen carried him to the sofa to sleep well.

"Sit here obediently, and I'll come back after I go to bandage the wound."

He turned around, but the hem of his clothes was pulled tight.

He lowered his head and kissed deeply the person who looked like a fragile young man, and retreated reluctantly for a while. "Hey, I promise you to come back. I have to stop the bleeding first. Okay. Just a minute."

Slowly, slowly, the tight corner of the clothes was released.

Cheng Zhen rubbed his hair and covered his eyes, preventing him from seeing the heavy love and reluctance in his eyes.

The footsteps left in a somewhat vain manner.

The moment he closed the door, he couldn't hear the person behind him, calling him as if talking to himself.

"Cheng...Zhen..."

The perimeter of the office was full of curious colleagues, and Cheng Zhen took the door to block all the screams and inquiries.

Watching that figure disappear, no sound could enter his senses.

The room is full of desolation, like a desolate wilderness, where no grass grows, desolate and lonely.

In the huge office, he huddled in a corner of the sofa, unable to move his eyes, staring at the palm of his hand without focus.

Stains of blood raged in the palm of the hand, and the blurred blood painting was weird and frightening.

The pale picture was torn into bright red.

The pungent disinfectant, the snow white all over the sky, and the arms hanging down from the holy sheets, along the fingertips, poured out a puddle of half-condensed black and red on the ground.

He remembered how he had crawled over it.

How to put Xu Qiaodong's cold arm on his cheek.

How crazy to kiss that wound that hasn't healed yet.

He even remembered the taste of blood.

They made a pact for life.

Xu Qiaodong surrendered.

Actually abandoned him.

He couldn't help being hysterical.That madness was too chaotic.At this moment, he could see clearly in the blood drop.Like a bystander.

All his self-abuse and injury, all his disgust and anger, all his determination and despair, were finally slowly comforted by a hug and fell silent.

That embrace told him that Xu Qiaodong was still there.

That hug told him that he was hugged by Xu Qiaodong.

That hug told him that Xu Qiaodong would never abandon him in his life.

Even a madman can sense a lie.That unsmiling Xu Qiaodong who bears it all alone will never caress his back and coax him gently.But he was tired, he wanted to deceive himself, he didn't want to face reality.

Just let him indulge in this embrace.

So warm, so persistent.It seems that no matter how ugly and obstructive the reality is, this embrace will never let go of itself.

He is greedy for a long stream of water within the deliberately built wall.

Occasionally, I dream back at midnight, and occasionally the memory is interrupted.

Repeatedly until I get used to it.

Those times, he would see those eyes.

He no longer believed his words.

Those were obviously not Xu Qiaodong's eyes.

Those eyes were as deep as a pool, filled with infatuation and pity that could fill his empty heart.

He fell in love with these eyes.

He leaned over to kiss her, with cautious joy in his eyes.

He smiled at it, and there would be relief in his eyes that he let it go safely.

He deliberately acts like a baby, and there will be a strong and hot love in his eyes.

These eyes burned into the bottom of his heart, covering the bright red.

But he would always forget, as if he suddenly went blank uncontrollably, and then his eyes were eroded by bright red again.

He is afraid.

He resisted.

He tried hard to remember.

Xu Qiaodong said that being calm will make your memory firm.

He wants to learn.

He wants to be like Xu Qiaodong, cold and indifferent.

Then he could never forget those eyes.

Those eyes that fell in love with me.

finally.

He struggled out.

He felt he was redeemed.

Those eyes are still so obsessed.

Those eyes said: It's me, Cheng Zhen.

correct.

Not Xu Qiaodong.

From the first time he hugged himself, he said it.

It's me, Cheng Zhen.

The person who has been guarding himself and walking behind him.

Since then, it has been side by side with myself.Firm, vowed, forever.

Those are soft and holy wings.

No longer a scarred purgatory.

He was held by Cheng Zhen's hot palm.

Bathe in the sun.

ah.Cheng Zhen.

very nice.

It's Cheng Zhen, that's great.

ENDIF