The noble evil young lady

The silence of death. . .

I desperately ran to Qian Yu's side, and quickly supported his shoulders, the wound on my hand was bleeding tirelessly, mixed with his blood, but I couldn't tell the difference anymore. . .

Qianyu's face was already pale as paper, and the blood in his abdomen kept pouring out from the wound with a big mouth. My vision was already blurred. I sucked my nose and put my trembling hand on his wound, trying to let the blood flow out. The flow goes slower.

But the bright red blood flowed out from between my fingers calmly. My body was trembling with tension, and I said helplessly, "What should I do?! Qianyu, I can't stop them from flowing out! I can't stop the bleeding!!"

I cried out into the empty space, deeply distressed at my powerlessness.

It seemed that there was only the overwhelming bright red in sight, which was Chihiro's blood. . .They rushed out without any scruples like a dead embankment, staining the wooden floor red.

My throat seemed to be stuck by a huge miasma, tears flowed unstoppably, and the emotions smoldering in my heart seemed to burst out in an instant.

I hugged Qianyu tightly and shouted helplessly around: "Doctor!! Where is the doctor!! Doctor!!!"

Qian Yu's eyes were already red, he grabbed my arm with all his strength, his face became extremely fragile, and he was calm in the face of death.

He stopped my shouting, shook his head silently, and said with difficulty: "Extraordinary... I was born in... a family of warriors... If you lose, you lose... Even if you die, you can't violate the spirit of Bushido ...how can people from the Yuan family be afraid of death..."

"You promised me...you promised me that I would not die..." I murmured in despair, my eyes lost their luster.

He smiled palely, pure and pure, with tears in his eyes, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly: "I thought... I would die silently without your knowledge... because I have been dying since I was born. ... Destined to be superfluous, at the last moment of my life... to see your looking back and nostalgia... already very lucky..."

"Enough... Don't talk about Qianyu... This will speed up the blood loss of the body..."

He suddenly frowned in pain, looked down at the wound that was gushing blood, his breathing became short of breath, he grabbed my hand tightly, and said in an urgent tone: "If I don't say it now, I will never have a chance..."

He looked at me very seriously, with a sad smile on his face: "If I win today... what you lose is Shu... being with me... you will never be happy all your life... extraordinary, Don't miss it...I'm not the one who was kept...No one will be sad because of my death...Because my life was like a funny joke...It ended like this. ...that's fine too."

Trembling with sadness, I hugged his body in a daze. I couldn't see anything except the thick mist in front of my eyes. I shook my head desperately, and I couldn't cry: "No!! I can't bear to let you die!! In my heart, you Very special!! You are not alone, I will always be with you in the future... I will be very sad when you die, Chihiro..."

He smiled quietly, the tears in the corners of his eyes fell silently, filled with happiness, he slowly closed his eyes, and whispered: "Yes... Maybe I will become very happy in the future..."

His beautiful face, with the silence of death, gradually faded in the warm smile on the corner of his lips, and slowly lost his voice in the lonely dawn with the sadness of fate in the silence. . .