Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 57 In this life, if you don't come, I won't grow old (1)
Sometimes, once missed is a lifetime.

Meet again, is there an afterlife?
At night, neon lights flicker in the city, and the air is slightly cool.Xia Mu stood on the overpass drinking beer indifferently, watching the traffic passing under the overpass.He likes this, under the neon lights at night, standing alone on the street and watching the traffic on the road, it makes him feel very calm, as if time has stopped.

He raised his hand and took a sip of beer, slightly bitter.

It's only been eleven hours since he left her, and he's already regretting it...

In the early morning, he looked at her sleeping face, he really didn't want to leave, he didn't want to leave even a single step, he stood by her bedside for more than an hour, he thought, if she woke up, he wouldn't leave.

When he turned to leave, he wished she could open her eyes and call him to stop him, leaving him behind.

It turned out that he was such a reckless man.

Xia Mu smiled wryly, took another sip of beer, frowned and thought, he was too greedy, remember when he was a child, as long as he could stay by her side, as long as he could see her every day.

But now?He kept wanting more, gentle smiles, sweet kisses, none of which could satisfy him, he wanted her heart, her soul, and wanted her to be completely his own.

Knowing that it is impossible, but still going to force it.

Xia Mu lowered his eyes, drank the last sip of wine in the can, and squeezed the bottle to rattle.He straightened up, walked down the overpass, threw the empty bottle into the trash can, put his hands in his pockets, and walked forward with his head down.

The night wind blew away his drunkenness, and he was very sober, but he didn't want to be so sober.The colorful lights of a high-end bar not far ahead attracted him, so he turned and walked in without thinking too much.The lighting in the bar was ambiguous, men and women in twos and threes sat around the table, whispering softly on the sofa, Xia Mu picked a corner to sit down, ordered a few cans of beer, and sat there silently.

There were five people sitting at a table not far from him, two men and three women, and one woman was sitting facing Xia Mu.As soon as he came, the woman stared at his face fascinatedly, and the male companion beside her pushed her dissatisfiedly: "What are you looking at?"

The woman said, "That man is so handsome."

"Which one?" The man followed her gaze unhappily, and then looked away unhappily, "Hmph, isn't it just a little boy?"

The woman said fascinatedly: "If he is a bad boy, I would be willing to lose my entire family to take care of him!"

The man sitting next to him turned his head funny, wondering what kind of man could be so fascinated by a woman with just one glance that he was willing to lose everything for him.

But when he saw clearly, his smile suddenly froze, and he lowered his head. The glass of the rimless glasses reflected white light, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly.He clenched his fists and stood up, with a sullen face, exuding a terrifying and cold aura, put one hand in his trouser pocket, took out his mobile phone, turned his head and glanced at Xia Mu in the bar, and then slowly disappeared into the darkness.

After Xia Mu drank a few bottles of beer, he sat in the bar for a while, when the rock music of the bar sounded, he walked out of the bar frowning.

When I went out, it was past twelve o'clock at night, the noisy city had quieted down, and there were no pedestrians on the road.Xia Mu walked a few steps, and suddenly felt a sudden gust of cold wind blowing towards him from behind, he stretched out his hand to block it, and there was a "click", the sound of an iron rod hitting the bone, and Xia Mu felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Before Xia Mu could react, there was another flash of silver. Xia Mu crossed his arms and dodged sideways. He took two steps back abruptly and saw the situation in front of him clearly. Four tall men held him with iron bars. Surrounded in the middle, approaching him step by step.In a corner not far away, a cigarette was slowly burning in the hands of a man in a suit. He walked over gracefully, with an evil smile on his lips: "Xia Mu, today we have to settle the old score .”

Xia Mu stood in the encirclement and looked at him coldly: "Qu Weiran, you are not dead yet."

Qu Weiran shook his finger: "If you don't die, how could I die?"

He will never forget Xia Mu's harm to him in his life!He wanted revenge like crazy!How he abolished him back then, how he will repay him now!
Qu Weiran sneered and threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stamped it out with his feet, and ordered ferociously: "Destroy him for me."

The men with iron rods heard the order and rushed towards Xia Mu. In an instant, Xia Mu was hit several times by the iron rod, blood flowed from his mouth, and he groaned out of pain.An iron rod hit him hard on the chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then another rod came down and hit his head violently, his vision was blurred, he was beaten half kneeling, dripping The blood flowed through his eyes, and the world turned blood red. He opened his eyes and looked at Qu Weiran in the distance.He was looking at him with a sneer, his eyes seemed to be enjoying himself: "Enjoy it slowly, Xia Mu, starting tomorrow, you will be a useless person."

Another stick hit, Xia Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, suddenly he stretched out his hand suddenly, snatched an iron rod, stood up, punched a gap in the encirclement of four people, and rushed towards Qu Weiran!
Behind him were three men holding iron rods, and their iron rods hit Xia Mu's thin back from time to time. Seeing that one man could not catch up with him, he threw the iron rod in his hand at Xia Mu. Just hitting Xia Mu's head, Xia Mu staggered forward two steps, blood flowed on half of his cheek in an instant, but he didn't stop, he was like a cornered beast, waving its sharp claws , fiercely rushed towards Qu Weiran.Qu Weiran was a little flustered, he couldn't wear the gentleman's mask anymore, he backed away in a panic.Xia Mu's iron rod swung towards him, he turned and ran, but just after taking two steps, a dazzling light shot over, the screeching braking sound and the heavy impact sound, Qu Weiran only felt his body fly out... …

Xia Mu stopped and looked at him coldly.Seeing this scene, the four people behind him hurriedly threw away the iron bars in their hands and fled in a hurry.

Xia Mu's forehead kept bleeding. Holding an iron rod, he looked coldly at the man lying on the ground with his eyes open and struggling to breathe. This was the second time, the second time he looked at him who was dying.

But just like the first time, he didn't regret it, not at all.

Qu Weiran also looked at Xia Mu, his breathing became more and more difficult, this was the second time he was about to die at his hands.He remembered the first time, he was presiding over a meeting that day, the content of the meeting could not be remembered clearly, he was sitting on the top seat with a smile and contempt for those who tried to please him, yes, contempt.When the father's first son was not dead, who among those people had looked at him?When they helped the eldest son of the main family to bully him, maybe they didn't expect that one day, he would be able to take the position of heir, right?

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled happily.Everyone in the meeting room lowered their heads, not daring to vent their breath.Just when he made things difficult for a company veteran, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a murderous boy rushed in. He recognized him at a glance because he had a face that was hard to forget.

The boy's eyes were fierce, as if he was going to pounce on him, ready to tear him to pieces!
But he is not afraid, and even a little proud.He likes it, likes that people hate him so much.The boy rushed towards him, and he was even ready to tease him: What, you really want to kill me?

He even thought that if he wanted to make a move, he should give him two punches. It shouldn't hurt or itch.

Unexpectedly, the boy didn't give him a chance to speak. He raised his hand and took out a pistol, pointing the black muzzle at him.His eyes at that time were the same as now, those beast-like eyes, cold, cruel, wanting to put him to death.

When the bullet passed through his body, he didn't feel much pain, but he didn't expect, didn't expect, that he would really shoot without hesitation.

Back then, he didn't die in his hands, but he didn't think that today it is still...

Suddenly he laughed, very bitterly, and said: "It seems... I am destined... destined... to... die at the hands of... you...hehehehehe..."

Qu Weiran smiled and closed his eyes slowly. In fact, he is not afraid of death. He is only afraid that after death, there will be no one who will cry for him.

It is said that when a person is about to die, the happiest time in his life will flash before his eyes.

But why, when he closed his eyes, he couldn't see anything...

Why?He can't see anything?
Standing straight, Xia Mu looked at him coldly, watched him close his eyes, watched him remain silent, watched him, turned around, and walked forward step by step.The iron rod in his hand was slowly released and fell to the ground.The blood on his forehead kept flowing, he staggered forward, he suddenly wanted to see her, wanted to go back to her, he wanted to go back to her, go back, he couldn't do without her.

He staggered and fell to the ground suddenly; his mouth vomited a lot of blood from time to time, and his handsome face was covered with blood; his hands and feet twitched slightly, struggling to get up, but unable He fell down on the ground; his cold and empty eyes were wide open, his breathing became more and more difficult, and gradually, he stopped moving, his eyes were slack, and his pupils began to dilate, he was like a dying fish , mouth opening and closing, mixed with blood, whispering: "Yawang, Yawang...Yawang."

His voice gradually weakened, his eyes closed gently...

In front of my eyes, like a black and white lens in a movie, it was displayed scene by scene.

That familiar military compound, that 10-[-]-minute drive to school, that bright sunny day, that three-story villa, that first meeting, that one person you love so much.

(End of this chapter)