【Miying】Zero

"Beep—beep—" The other side of the phone still had this disturbing echo. Alfred locked the phone anxiously and kept pacing back and forth. He hadn't been able to contact Arthur for a whole day. .

This is not normal.

Arthur wasn't one to disappear without saying a word.

Although they are not young couples in love, they keep sending messages every minute, but even so, they will say good night to each other before going to bed every day, and in the morning they will even share yesterday's dream or not-so-rich breakfast.Sometimes Arthur would call him early in the morning, and he would laugh happily after waking him up. He called it getting up early to exercise. Does he really know whose body is weaker? !

Alfred grabbed the phone, slammed the steering wheel, and accidentally pressed the horn to make a loud sound. He rested his head on it, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thinking of all the ways to get in touch with Arthur .

The phone has already been called, and it has been turned off all night.

I also found Annie early this morning and asked her to go to Arthur's house to take a look, but she didn't return all night.

"Arthur..." Alfred murmured in a low voice, his breathing became heavy, his head began to hurt, and various clips kept flashing.Arthur's face was flushed, only a shirt was hanging casually on his body, and his hair was lying messily under him; and Arthur was sitting beside him and fell asleep, the nearby environment should be the place where he had classes, and he secretly Hold him by the waist and lead towards you...

Some of these fragments are what he has seen before, and some are familiar to him but he has no impression of them. They should be memory fragments from two years ago.Alfred covered his head and groaned in pain. Memory was like scattered glass. He wanted to pick it up one by one, but he had to face blood and scars on his hands.

Alfred wanted these memories, but was afraid of them.He was afraid that it would be too sweet, and he didn't dare to imagine the consequences of losing this kind of happiness again.The god of death always snatched all kinds of good things from him again and again, from the car accident of his parents when he was a child to the rare friends in college, he never let go of any opportunity.When he thought the future was bright, he always encountered darkness unexpectedly.

"Al? Your dad and I are coming back tonight. It's already late at night at the airport. You have to sleep well by yourself and don't play games anymore!" This was my mother's gentle instruction.

"Hey, Al, don't drink and drive. You go to the back and lie down. Erwin and I take turns driving. We will arrive in City W early tomorrow morning. Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for a week, and I will miss Barbara too." Andy scratched his head, with a trace of shyness on his face, he said happily.

Alfred clenched his fist hard, the veins spread from the back of his hand to his arm, he bit his lower lip and groaned in pain.He had a splitting headache, and every memory fragment that flashed across was a knife, piercing his heart fiercely.

"I will protect you."

"I like you."

Arthur's words suddenly appeared in Alfred's mind. He raised his head and looked at the little bear hanging on the rearview mirror in a daze. The semi-finished product, those thick eyebrows are simply a replica of him.

Alfred held his breath and put Arthur's name in his mouth. He rubbed his brows. Omega's voice was like the clearest spring water, unknowingly relieving the burst of pain.He turned on the mineral water that was set aside and poured it straight on top of his head, allowing the icy cold water to slide down from the top of his head, wetting his entire hair and most of his shirt.He picked up the flickering mobile phone, randomly opened the mail inbox, and Arthur's sleeping face came into view.

Arthur closed his eyes tightly, his hair was messy, and there was a small imperceptible scar on his forehead.At first glance, the photo can only be taken by others, that is, Arthur is under the control of others.

Another email was sent to Alfred's mailbox, this time it was an address, located in the shipping warehouse by the sea in City W.Alfred licked the water dripping on his dry lips, all kinds of noises and memory fragments began to disappear slowly like the ebb of the sea, and only Arthur's frown and smile came to his heart. "I will protect you, and I like you very much."

"This lunatic..." Arthur sat up, and groped the ground with his still movable fingertips. All his fingertips could touch was the rough ground, full of sand and small gravel.He leaned over to the ground, put his ears close to the ground, and heard a burst of rumbling sound, maybe there was a subway line nearby or a large vehicle passing by.He frowned and sniffed the smell in the air. The faint salty smell was mixed with the smell of fish, so he should be imprisoned by the sea at this moment.

Arthur kept twisting his body, groping the ground with his fingertips, trying to find some "gadgets" to get rid of this passive situation.

"Hmm..." Arthur gritted his teeth and still writhed. The rough ground made his bare hands and palms scratched by gravel, his cheeks were covered with sweat, and his bound wrists were even more red.

Suddenly, Arthur's fingertips touched a solid metal. He was overjoyed and moved faster.His fingers bent again and again, hooking the small metal piece towards him, and finally he was able to hold it into his palm.He weighed that it should be a small iron block, in the shape of a three-dimensional triangle, like a fixed part of a shelf.

Arthur couldn't care less, he shook his wrist with difficulty, rubbing the hemp rope on his wrist with the small piece of iron, trying to wear the rope to a certain extent, and then struggled hard to break it.

Arthur was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to stop for a second. He had a bad premonition, so he could only meditate in his heart and hope that it wouldn't come true.Mary seems to be determined to bring herself back to England, but before that, she will definitely solve many problems, so that Arthur will not continue to "rebel" and escape.

Just like the former puppy Siri, or the beautiful bouquet of roses, they are all sinful things that "hinder" Mary and Arthur from loving each other.There was no way Mary would allow this to happen, she would not allow anything else to plug in besides what she had prepared for Arthur.

Arthur thought he had completely gotten rid of this kind of life. He chose to leave for Alfred two years ago and returned to England to solve all this, but it still doesn't seem to work now.Arthur already felt a faint smell of blood floating in the air. It should be that his wrist was bleeding from the abrasion of the rope, and his whole hand was already numb. He used his strongest will to move the iron block.

Alfred went through another red light, and he didn't mind the fines.He put his phone aside, waiting for the next email to arrive.The car was driving fast, and the scenery outside was already unclear. Alfred took off the bear on the rearview mirror, put it on his lips and put it in his coat pocket after kissing it.

"You have to wait for me, Arthur."