The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 494 I'm Here

I was a little unhappy and wanted to break free, but at this moment, I suddenly felt a huge shock from his body.Of course I understood what this meant, so I quickly asked, "Have you been shot?"

Fanyin didn't answer my question, just said: "Don't talk."

Now I became more and more flustered, and whispered to him: "Please, let him come out, okay? You can't handle it!"

But he still stubbornly said: "There is no bullet, and he can't handle it."

I still wanted to open my mouth, but he covered my mouth. I smelled a strong smell of blood, and nausea gushed out of my throat.At the same time, his body shook again.I still wanted to resist, but I heard him call faintly: "My wife..."

I don't know why, probably because I haven't been called by him like this for many years, or because I know very well that even if the No. 1 frame comes out in this situation, it will definitely not help.

I fell silent involuntarily, and he stopped talking, still pressing me down.After a while, I felt his body getting colder and colder.I struggled again, but he still didn't let go, but asked, "Are you afraid?"

I thought about it and shook my head.But how could I not be afraid?It's just that I have no choice after all, and the most ridiculous thing is that it was Xiao Tiantian who died with me in the end, who actually fulfilled the vow I made when I fell in love with me back then.

He seemed a little relieved, and said with a smile, "It's good not to be afraid." After a pause, his voice became weaker and weaker: "You used to be scared when you saw a small bug."

I pulled his weak hand away and said, "You are more scared than I am, and you are crying." Our house was cleaned by the two of us. The house had been idle for a long time, and there were many spider webs in it.I distinctly remember the two of us screaming and hugging each other when we were scared by a spider the size of a fingernail, and he cried.

"Uh..." He paused, then smiled softly: "Ha... I also gave him the courage."

I thought about it, and felt that it is indeed possible to chat now, and I am waiting to die anyway.

So I said: "I read your diary, you didn't want to live anymore, so you gave him all the good things."

"Hmm." His voice was soft.

"Why not give him affection?"

"Bad relationship." He paused for a moment, then gasped and said, "What I have is all rubbish."

"What's wrong with the relationship?" Even though he always lied to me, he never would at this moment.I couldn't see anything, and I knew he was going to die here nine times out of ten.People's words are good when they are about to die. Thinking of this, my heart is empty, and there is a strange feeling that I am not sad, but I am not happy either.

"Emotions make me feel painful." His tone is very calm, like the narration of an old movie, in the hail of bullets, it seems that it has nothing to do with him, but when he listens carefully, he can still feel a kind of childishness unique to children , His tone is also very gentle: "Once you have feelings for someone, you hope that he will always be by your side, and you also hope that he will always treat you kindly... But it has never been possible."

I knew he wasn't just talking about Amelie, but his parents, and even his stepmother.

Thinking of this, I felt a little sad again.

"Whenever I lose someone, or find out that he doesn't love me as much as he said, I feel very painful. I... can't bear this pain." He said slowly: "For me, the only The only way is to have no emotion... cut it off at the source."

I asked, "Then why don't you give him your feelings? You suffer this kind of pain yourself?"

"He was created by me." He seemed to be smiling, probably wryly: "I want him to be happy."

I said, "You really look like your father."

He asked, "What?"

"Nothing." I said, "Do you regret it now?"

"Regret." He replied simply and without concealment.

I fell silent.

He called again softly: "My wife..."

"Huh?" He kept calling me that.

"She and I..." He actually turned back to this topic, and when he was almost dying: "There is really nothing."

I said, "Don't talk about it, I don't care about it."

"No," he said, "as long as I see her... I think of my mother. She is very similar to my mother. That's all." He paused, and his heart beat even harder: "You are not like my mother, not at all Not like."

"You mean the mother surnamed Lin?" I said, "You didn't know before, and don't you know how bad she is to you now?"

"I know, but she loves me too. Pleasure and pain are always together, and so are love and hurt." His voice was soft: "I... always know that I love you... just like Amelie I love you like that. But..."

I asked, "But what?"

But he stopped talking, but changed the topic: "I know you don't like me, not only because of your daughter, but shortly after he appeared, you started to dislike me."

I said, "I don't understand what you said, don't always label me."

"You think I'm cowardly, and you still think so until just now." He put his face on my neck, and his voice slowly became low: "But, he has no feelings, and you think he has them now because He looks very 'real', but I know he doesn't. 'Fan Yin' has always been a very bad lover, he is sensitive, jealous, mischievous, surly, forceful...he wants that woman to accept everything about him, Always stand by his side. When he knew she couldn't, he would hide it from her. At that time, he hoped that she would be a little stupid, and be stupid for the rest of her life. "

I can understand, he is not talking about No.1 cell, but himself.

He was telling me that No.1 would never be able to love me from the bottom of his heart, and that "Fan Yin" was not a good lover either, he was just like Xiao Tiantian's pathological appearance.

I didn't answer the call because I didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.For so many years, I have never been able to figure out the various differences between these two personalities, and it is for this reason that I directly chose the loser's way: leave.I don't want to get caught up again, even though this will probably be the last time I talk to him, and after that, even if I don't want to leave, I'm a widow.

At this time, the little girl's voice came, and she was a little weak. I'm afraid she was also shot.The little girl was talking nonsense: "Sister, the sound of thunder seems to be getting louder... Is it really going to rain..."

I couldn't help but smile wryly, do you still want to thunder at this time?However, the gunfire never stopped, and the bullets hummed horribly. She kept repeating this sentence, which also made me feel fatal.

I was about to open my mouth to encourage her, but suddenly I felt Fanyin's body tremble again.But this time, he didn't tense his muscles to resist in vain like the previous few times, but bounced loosely, like a bullet hitting a lifeless spring pad.

In an instant, my tears slid down.

Fanyin probably was afraid that I would cry, so she covered my mouth again.

I held his hand with my hand and shot six shots. I knew that he could not last for 5 minutes at most, and there was no sign of reinforcements around him.I actually haven't thought about my life after he died, I know it will be very peaceful, but what about the others?I don't know anything.

Fanyin's voice came from next to his ear: "Don't be afraid..."

No, I'm not afraid, the most frightening moment has long passed, but I'm shaking, in fact, I'm not cold, I don't even know why I'm shaking so hard, but I just can't control this shaking, and this The shivering was accompanied by a constant, dull pain in my head.

Suddenly, something extremely fast across my cheek!It felt like a knife was burning my cheek.

At the same time, holding my head with one hand, he pressed my head into his arms.My headache immediately became more severe, and he seemed to notice it. He braced himself, leaving a small space for my head like a mother protects a child.

Then, printed a light kiss on my cheek: "My wife..."

I wanted to respond, but my head hurt so bad it made my mouth feel like a handful of peppercorns had been stuffed into it, completely numb.

"Don't be afraid." His voice was like tinkling music in kindergarten, happy and innocent: "I'm here."

After finishing speaking, he pressed his chin against the top of my head, first squeezed my hand, and then let go suddenly, the elbows supporting his body slowly lost strength, and the weight slowly came down.

Bullets rained down, and he pressed me tightly with his frail body riddled with holes. My head was swollen with severe dull pain, and so were my eye sockets and teeth... my whole face was .

The blood flowed down like water, soaked his clothes, wet my hair, and rushed across my face. It was hot and very fishy. It pooled on the ground and stained my chest.

I gritted my teeth and bit my tears at the same time, I don't know how this will help the situation?In fact, it's all like this, it seems that there is nothing wrong with crying loudly, anyway, it's only a matter of time before I die.But I didn't, and I don't know if I'm too dull, or I'm insisting on something in my heart.

I just vaguely feel that there seems to be nothing wrong with Britney's previous words: No. 1 character is cruel, violent, cold, utilitarian, and has no bottom line. Even though he is able to do well in the human world, he has lost a bit of humanity after all.Compared with him, today's Britney seems to be more like a person, with the kind of emotions.

Suddenly, there was a huge roar in the sky, which seemed to be the thunderstorm that the little girl was thinking about.Of course, I also understand that it must not be raining.Because its noise was so loud that it completely overwhelmed the gunshots.

Even though I was hidden under Fanyin's body, I could still feel the strong wind that followed.At the same time, Fanyin's body was trembling unceasingly, I fumbled and clenched his hand tightly, feeling that he was still a little warmer, but still much cooler than mine.

(End of this chapter)