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Teng fell down by mistake, still breathing.

The bullet pierced Teng Cuo's left shoulder, and Yu Xing missed it.

Because the second before he pulled the trigger, the little taro who had been quietly standing aside and watching all the things rushed out and hugged his arm desperately.The child himself didn't know why he did this. If he had to explain, he instinctively didn't want Brother Teng to die, or to say that he didn't want Mr. Yu Xing and Chen to get what he wanted.

The short and thin body was hung on Yu Xing's arm, and his feet were lifted off the ground.He was really a kid, and he still had a rifle on his back, but he didn't know how to use it.

The blood bloomed like petals in the air, and the painful impact caused Teng Cuo to fall on his back. Yu Xing, who was a few steps away, was entangled by the little taro.The bodyguards around were already drawing their guns, Teng Cuo didn't care about anything else, he got up and flew forward without hesitation, grabbing Mr. Chen firmly.

He pushed Mr. Chen staggered a few steps, and jumped down from the edge of the waterfall.

That mass of dark shadow fell down, and disappeared in the tens of thousands of layers of vertically downward white waves in an instant.Teng's loose long hair fanned out into a fan-shaped jet black in mid-air, and that's all Xiao Guo saw.

The sudden change made all the people in the garden stunned. Yu Xing saw the scene of Teng Cuo leading Mr. Chen to jump the waterfall from the corner of his eye, but the little taro who locked his arm didn't let go.The pistol had already lost its function. He was so angry that he swung his head violently like a large beast. The little taro was too thin, so he was thrown flying by him, and his back hit the tree trunk heavily.

Yu Xing cursed, and it took less than a second to turn his head and raise his gun.But Xiao Guo moved quickly, the two pistols fired bullets at the same time, one pierced into Xiaoyu's chest, and the other pierced Yu Xing's head.

Blood gushed out from the black hole on the body, and the two fell down at the same time.

Yu Xing's body, no longer breathing and heartbeat, fell uncontrollably in the direction of the bullet, and was throwing himself on Xiaoyutou.He couldn't even turn his head back, his eyes widened in shock, and his face was filled with fierce resentment when he died.

Little Taro closed his eyes later than Yu Xing, he opened his mouth wide, and couldn't tell what expression he had on his immature round face.He knew that he was going to die, and he felt the pain and lack of oxygen, but he held Yu Xing's dead body, and when he looked up, he saw the smiling potato.

It was like a dream, and Little Taro found it very novel.Because apart from the night of eating candy and giving him money, Yangyu never laughed.

The darkness surrounded the line of sight from all sides, eroding towards the center, and the sense of hearing also quickly receded. Little Taro closed his eyes, and his little body didn't move anymore.After 13 years of life in the chaos of war, his life stopped, his body was completely exhausted, and the milk candy that Teng gave him by mistake fell out of his pocket.

Xiao Guo didn't stop when he passed by him, life and death were things he was used to, except for Teng Cuo's fate, otherwise he would always be calm.Before the bodyguards in the garden could react, Xiao Guo stepped on several raised stones, climbed the vines beside the waterfall, and quickly jumped down to the pool below.

***

Teng Cuojiao jumped down the waterfall with Mr. Chen in his arms, smiling at the moment when he began to lose weight.The two people were pushed and fell by the current, and the huge air wave made it hard to breathe, but Teng Cuo didn't let go of his hand, because the end of the river was Qihe Village, and he wanted to send Mr. Chen there.

This was the path his mother had walked, and now it was his turn.

The moment Teng Cuo fell into the water was photographed almost fainting, and the arm on the side of the gunshot wound lost consciousness.The deep pool under the waterfall is followed by a falling water curtain. Teng Cuo opened his eyes under the water and saw that Mr. Chen closed his eyes, he should have passed out.

The waterfall here exceeds 20 meters, so you must not drill out of the water under the current, otherwise you will only be crushed to death.The two fell to the bottom of the pool together for a few seconds, pain and exhaustion pressed his body, but as long as his brain was still a little clear, Teng Cuo knew that it was not worth dying here.He pulled Mr. Chen with all his strength, barely pushed forward a short distance, his lungs seemed to be cut by a knife, the moment he emerged from sleep, the sky was spinning, Teng Zuo coughed and breathed, and was beaten by the waves Go straight ahead.

Dusk seems to be coming soon, and the white clouds are indistinct in the mist.Maybe it's because his eyes were bleeding from the fall and heavy smash just now, and the sky he always sees by mistake is like an illusion at the end of time, red and blue interlaced, golden light falls on the river, and he floats in it.

The two of them went down the river, and Mr. Chen had indeed fallen into a coma, still holding the cane in one hand.The blood loss made Teng Cuo gradually dizzy, and the cold soaked through with the water. He held on until he saw the boundary marker on the shore.

The bright red characters announced the meaning of his trip and life, they had entered the border.But Teng Cuo didn't have the strength to swim to the shore anymore, so he could only keep himself from being separated from Mr. Chen, and tried his best to raise his head to get air.

Yunxia completely dyed the dome in color. When Mr. Chen opened his eyes, he finally showed his embarrassment and tried to struggle, but failed.Teng Cuo didn't even want to say a word, and stretched out a hand to grab Mr. Chen's neck, telling him not to move.

With the wind roaring in his ears, Mr. Chen put aside his coldness and scheming, completely showing his anger and madness when facing the traitor.He choked on the water and said with difficulty: "Teng...wrong..."

Teng Cuo half-closed his eyes in the rushing waves, his lips trembling from the cold.He said, "Shut up."

"You..." Mr. Chen seemed to know where this was. He saw the wilderness on the shore, and he grabbed Teng Cuo's hand so tightly that he almost tore off the layer of clothes.He couldn't push his feet to the bottom, his vision was blurred, he raised his head to breathe, and said, "Who are you..."

The whirling waves coming from behind hit Teng Cuo's jaw so hard that he almost closed his eyes and didn't answer.The hand of Mr. Chen holding the cane suddenly rushed out of the water, he raised his arms and shouted in a very strange posture, and asked again: "Who are you?"

Teng Cuo suddenly became ruthless, and said with difficulty: "Agni."

The smile was magnified in Mr. Chen's dark eyes, Teng Cuo at this moment was paler and more beautiful than ever before, and the fragility that had been hidden for many years was washed away by the water.But he managed to hold back his laughter and said to Mr. Chen, "I'm going to burn you and your garden."

Thick hate burst out of his eyelashes, and Mr. Chen feebly swung his arms on the water.Teng Cuo's shoulder was still bleeding, and the red stream filled the surface of the river, but he knew that Mr. Chen couldn't die, so he freed his uninjured hand and lifted Mr. Chen's jaw.

Mr. Chen saw it, and said to him in a voice like a dream: "You will... die."

Teng Cuo couldn't answer and was close to exhaustion.

"Teng Cuo," Mr. Chen breathed freely on the water, he turned his eyes to look at the narrowing river ahead, grabbed Teng Cuo's collar with one hand, and said, "You are just like your mother."

In fact, he had no energy, his voice was as soft as a mosquito, but Teng Cuo heard it anyway, raising his eyebrows and not denying it.

Both of them knew where it was going further, and Mr. Chen was still making the last struggle.He continued to take advantage of the height, and tried his best to pull out the sharp knife from the cane. The cold light flashed in the already suppressed night, and the sharp blade cut the blood on Teng Cuo's shoulder.

An old man who was not a member of the armed forces confronted a young man who was seriously injured. The two drifted in the river. Whose blood was scattered around their bodies, enveloping them like bright red balls in the water.When Teng Cuo resisted, he reached out and grabbed the sharp blade, and pushed the knife in another direction with his deeply cut palm.

However, Mr. Chen suddenly twisted his cane, and the silver spider spit out the tip of the knife at the other end, then fell down suddenly and was swept away by the water.

It turned out to be a double-ended knife.The bewildering sense of symmetry that had always accompanied them reappeared, this time with a deadly weapon.

"Let me go," Mr. Chen tried to put a distance between him and Teng Cuo with a double-edged knife, and said, "You, you can still live."

Teng Cuo could no longer lift his left arm, and his right hand was wounded by a knife. He realized that the situation was critical, because he really couldn't guarantee that he could drag a person with one hand.What Mr. Chen said was right, he let go of the person and drifted away separately to gain life.

But Teng Cuo is not a life-saving person, regardless of whether it is his own or someone else's.He grabbed Mr. Chen's hand holding the knife and pressed it under the water. Then he pulled Mr. Chen's collar, causing the two of them to move forward suddenly at the same time.

The double-ended knife stabbed into the bodies of two people at the same time, and now they really cannot be separated.

Mr. Chen's eyes burst into blood red, and he said: "Crazy...crazy..."

Teng Cuo gasped with his neck up against the water, and leaned against the evening wind and water mist, making a few weird laughs.He was satisfied with such an ending, and he didn't mind saying goodbye to this world.

He is indeed a lunatic, which makes him not bound by anything. From the time he became Agni, every time he traded his life for information, he acted boldly and crazy, and then retreated in a brutal way.Because he has been like this since he was born, fighting, fighting, begging, and killing, with a mixture of soft and hard, so that he can survive.He had no family or friends at first, but Teng Yongan brought warmth and light, which is called justice, and the following Xiao Guo brought a kind of heart-melting happiness, which is called love.Together, they are not only the bone-biting addiction, but also the world Teng Cuo knows.

There are many people in the world, some love him and others love him. For the first time, the word "home" made Teng Cuo feel excited and longing. He no longer wanders outside the world, he can go in.

But he quickly lost them, life and death separated him and Teng Yongan, fate and fate made him fall in love with Xiao Guo and then separated, he was pushed out of the world and lost the qualification to enter.After that, Teng Cuo changed rapidly. His experience was full of pain and sin, which turned him into a demon wandering outside the world.

His soul was deep and hot, sealed in his icy chest, facing each other, tormenting Teng Cuo all the time.However, his body was weak and pale, and it seemed that he could not support such hotness and sincerity.He is carrying hatred and fears the daylight, for him the light is nothing but an unattainable torment.

But he happened to reunite with Xiao Guo in this battle.

He can't feel pain, and doesn't have rich emotions, but he loves Xiao Guo, and he can't forget Teng Yong'an's teachings.He is Teng Cuo and Li Huo, but the bottom one is still Nan Zhuo, and what is deeply asleep and planted in his heart is a hot justice, wrapped in a deep and dark shell.Now this kind of light bursts out, carrying the haze of Teng Cuo breaking everything, allowing him to walk down with a smile, happily rushing to his doomed death.

The wind from the sky swept across the night sky, and Teng Cuo felt the coldness of the blade in his abdomen.He fell into the deep darkness, even the pain and coldness were gradually disappearing, the sound of running water became the only sound, and he lost the concept of time and position.

But that doesn't matter anymore, they go back to their home country and the police will find them.Teng Cuo fell into a dream, and the dream was full of extremely sweet content. He saw Teng Yong'an, wearing a police uniform, with a child standing beside him, and Teng Cuo knew that it was Nan Yan.And Xiao Guo, the man stood in the warm light and stretched out his arms to him.

Teng Cuo started to run against the wind, he felt his body soaring into the air, he went up, like a bird that had finally spread its wings, going to the place where Xiao Guo and Renjian were.

He was hugged by Xiao Guo in his dream, the strong arms that wrapped around him firmly seemed to be trembling slightly.When Teng Cuo buried his head, he smelled the sunshine on Xiao Guo's body. He liked it very much, but when he raised his head, he found that he couldn't see Xiao Guo's face clearly.

Because this is not a dream.

The moment the water broke through, the knife slipped out of his abdomen, and the sudden pain made Teng Cuo frowned.The abyss that originally spread under his body turned into arms and chests that he thought were imaginary. The smell of grass and wilds broke through the coldness. Teng Cuo opened his eyes and saw the sky decorated with crescent moon and morning stars.

There is also Xiao Guo's tight and firm jaw.

***

The water in the waterfall kept falling fiercely, and Xiao Guo, who climbed down from the rock, was slower than Teng Cuo, who was washed away by the water.At the beginning, he could vaguely see the figure of Shen Fu, but he couldn't follow behind.

But he saw Teng Cuo holding Mr. Chen tightly, and knew that Xiao Zhuo was still fighting, and he jumped down the waterfall with the heart of dying together instead of running for his life.At this moment, he didn't know whether to be moved or angry, Teng Cuo didn't care about his own life at all.

So Xiao Guo ran wildly in pursuit, it didn't matter if he risked his life.When he ran across the boundary marker, he had the urge to scream and entered Qihe Village. Before the memory of ten years ago had fully come in, he saw the people by the water.

The double-headed sharp blade stabbed into the abdomen of the two people, and Xiao Guo understood at a glance that this was Teng Cuo's last killer move.The two people connected by the knife lost consciousness, and their whole bodies were soaked in the pond at the confluence of the seven rivers.

The blood stained the water, Teng Cuo's right hand rested on the bank, the blood flowing from the palm stretched out a thin line on the ground, passing through the dense grass, Xiao Guo squatted down and touched it.

Her fingertips trembled, touching the red line between him and Teng Cuo.

Xiao Guo pulled the two of them ashore, Mr. Chen had completely fallen into a coma, but his chest was still heaving, Xiao Guo tied his hands tightly with a belt.

He knelt on the ground and put Teng wrong on his knees.More blood flowed out, and the blood spread out like red petals, drowning in the muddy darkness of the winter land.

Qihe Village has been deserted, the weeds have grown beyond a person's height, Xiao Guo is sitting here on his knees, the vegetation around him seems to obscure the sky and the sun.On the other side of the pond are the graves of Nan Yan and Nan Xiujuan, he saw it.

Xiao Guo wrapped all the clothes he could take off, and pressed Teng Cuo's abdominal wound with one hand.He lowered his head with red eyes, wanting to call out "Xiaozhuo", but his lips vibrated violently, and the sound he made was always broken and out of tune.

Teng Cuo's skin soaked in pool water was as pale as a corpse taken out of an ice cellar. His indistinguishable face was even more fragile, and his narrow nose with a hump and bloodless lips looked helpless.He opened his demon-shaped eyes, his eyes slid across the quiet and shining moon and stars in the sky, and finally met Xiao Guo's eyes.

"Xiao Zhuo...Xiao Zhuo." Xiao Guo finally made a sound from his throat, he didn't dare to move Teng Cuo, and he was extremely clumsy, he just called Teng Cuo's name over and over again.

The smell of blood was no match for Xiao Guo's body, and it smelled so good that Teng Cuo was very happy.Seeing Xiao Guo before he died was something Teng Cuo begged for but he didn't dare to ask for it, but he was so greedy, seeing Xiao Guo, he didn't want to die anymore.

Dandelion seeds came from nowhere, and the wind almost dried Teng Cuo's drenched long hair.With what little strength he had left, he said, "Brother Xiao."

"I'm here," Xiao Guo brushed aside the hair on his cheeks, wiped off the blood there, and kept saying, "Xiao Zhuo, I'm here."

He felt that he was late, and he always came late, and he followed passively in making up for it.He said, "I'm sorry..."

There was light in their eyes, Teng Cuo stopped making a sound, and shook his head lightly.He refused to close his eyes and just looked at Xiao Guo.Look at this man's cold face, thick black eyebrows, and scarlet eyes.This man is always rough, because only Teng Cuo knows his tenderness and loneliness.Teng Cuo looked at it greedily and carefully. This is the appearance of his lover, and it is the memory he will bring to the next life.

"Xiao Zhuo, hold on for a while, just for a while." Xiao Guo trembled his lips, "Jue Ting and the others are coming soon, I have already contacted them...wait a minute, Xiao Zhuo."

Some kind of countdown oppressed his heart, and Teng Cuo was afraid.He rolled his eyes slightly, his lips quivered, and said, "The suicide note..."

"I saw it," Xiao Guo said, "I've seen it all, I know it, Xiao Zhuo."

"Then...that's good..." The smile on Teng Cuo's lips was as innocent as a child, "Brother Xiao...you are alive, I want you...long life Hundred years old."

He looked up and saw the blurred outline of the mountains in the distance and the white birds high in the sky. The birds detected the breath of death and lingered and refused to land.

"Xiao Zhuo," Xiao Guo said, "Come back, you promised me."

"Brother Xiao," Teng Cuo looked blankly, he looked at the sky and said hoarsely, "Tell me, home...our home..."

Light and shadow shone on the two of them, Xiao Guo said: "Home...you can move to my place when you get back, okay?"

Teng Cuo moved the corner of his mouth, seemed to smile, and nodded.

"At home, Baisui is still waiting for you," Xiao Guo said, "We will raise it together."

"Brother Xiao," Teng Cuo said, "don't cry."

Xiao Guo suppressed and wept, and said: "I still have the note from high school, and the reed ring. It was here in the spring ten years ago. The one you made up, you can see it when you get home. Put it on again. Show it to me once, okay?"

Teng Cuo had blood and tears in his eyes, and he said, "I won't...I don't know...how..."

"It's okay," Xiao Guo said like ten years ago, "I'll teach you."

Teng Cuo pillowed his arm and closed his eyes.

"It's almost dawn, Xiao Zhuo, the light is coming." Xiao Guo continued, "Let's go back... If they don't fire me this time, I will still be a policeman, and you can still do scientific research. Don’t worry, the city bureau at your unit will explain it to you. I’ll pick you up and drop you off every day, but don’t go to the bar anymore. If you really want to go, I’ll accompany you. Xiaozhuo, don’t be afraid, you are a hero. They don’t I will be fired, maybe there will be rewards, this is a meritorious service... In this way, I can raise my salary, spend all of it for you, and buy you candy. But you can’t eat too much, and you have to have a serious meal Eat. We can still go out for a walk, let’s go to the capital, have you been to Uncle Teng’s school? Let’s...we..."

A little indigo rose from the embankment, and the faintly bright sky gradually disappeared the traces of stars.The police stationed in the upper county seat of Qihe Village finally arrived, and the police rushed down the low hill, with the decisive battle at the forefront.

Teng Cuo fell asleep, his cheeks were moist and shiny, but the blood stopped flowing.Xiao Guo held him until the medical staff forced him to let go.

Just like the night of hatred and ruin fades away, the spring sun rises, and the golden and white light bursts out of the sky, sonorous and distinct.The rivers rush here from outside the world, and the seven rivers converge, which is the world where they live.

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