The End of the Emperor's Industry

"Who do you think is sick?" He pinched his face with a little more strength: "You are the only one who is sick, I hate it..."

"When someone doesn't make a slip of the tongue, don't worry about it. You don't look like a man..."

"Say it again!" He suddenly widened his eyes: "If you have the guts, just say it again!"

"Of course I have the guts. Didn't you realize it just now? Aren't you very refreshing? Huh?" He raised his hand and raised his chin: "You little rascal, this is just the past, and you are so quick forgotten?"

"You are really shameless, I am your father, whoever you call a villain you call a villain!" His right index finger frantically poked his heart, he had no choice but to beg for mercy because the ground was painful and itchy.

"Okay, just treat it as my fault, okay? Eldest young master, my dear father, I'm really afraid of you, so you can settle down a bit now, can you sleep? Don't take your body as a joke, okay?" , I will be worried, you love me so much, can you bear the heart that I worry about you all day long?"

"Of course I want you to worry about me, because only in this way, you will have me in your heart all the time..."

He brushed his fingers lightly across the bridge of his nose. "I never thought you were such a scheming person..."

He has a proud face. "That's...you know? I'm very scheming, okay?"

He smiled and said, "Really? So how does it compare with me?"

"I'm not on the same level as you. You, the lowest-level guy, how can you know what I mean..."

"I won't talk to you anymore, I can't say no to you..." He hugged him tightly and said, "Xiaoxi, why don't you go for surgery?" He sank, and then he said puzzled: "I'm already like this, what else can I do for surgery..." There was a trace of sadness on his face. "What are you kidding..."

"I'm not joking......"

"Can you do anything?"

"If there is no way, will I tell you? You are just a muscle..."

"Then what do you think you can do?" He looked at him dissatisfied.

"Have you forgotten that there is still a group of organ donors in this world? How can you die so easily? God, they don't want to accept you, do they?"

"Organ donation? It's easy for you to say, there are so many organ donation donors in the world, but not many matches!"

"I've found it!" He said confidently.

"Who?" He asked puzzledly, "I found it so quickly? Are you kidding me again?" He rolled his eyes at him: "Am I like the kind of person who would easily believe it?"

He shook his head: "It's not like, so I didn't lie to you at all, so, we can always be together in the future..."

"Really?!" There was a trace of expectation in his powerless eyes.

"Of course it's true, I didn't lie to you..."

"Great..." As he said this, he burrowed into his arms, hugged him tightly, his eyes were filled with happiness, he forgot the pain in his body, but he never noticed, his eyes The gloominess in it.

He cuddled with him, and it was like this until the next morning, when he woke up, but he was nowhere to be seen. He searched everywhere, only to find that he was alone on the balcony, staring into the distance in a daze.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you thinking about what Sakuragi Rin is going to do?" He joked with him.

He looked at him sideways, and forced a smile: "How come, what are you thinking about all day long, I love you the most, Sakuragi Rin, maybe I can only feel sorry for him... ..”

"Hey..." He sighed, that's all, with him, lying on the balcony, looking into the distance.Two people have their own concerns.But they don't know what's on their minds.

"When are you going to have the operation?" He turned his head to look at him like this.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "What do you think?"

"I said the sooner the better, the illness can't be procrastinated... Let me see, tomorrow, just tomorrow... Anyway, I'm in Japan now, and I'll contact the hospital here tomorrow. You, also prepare Getting ready for the surgery..."

"Well..." He agreed, but there was still a bit of worry in his tone. "But will this kind of operation be risky? I'm afraid, I won't be able to get off the operating table..."

Hearing what he said, he took him into his arms. "Fool, don't be afraid, with me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything..."

"Well, then you also promise not to leave me, and to stay with me forever, now and in the future..."

"must......"

"Don't lie to me?" He raised his head and looked into his eyes: "You can't lie to me..."

"When have I lied to you?" He stroked his hair gently: "I will never lie to you...I will always guard you...I will guard you even to death... ..." He said this, but his eyes were looking into the distance, with a few traces of sadness and desolation inside.

Tomorrow, the long but short day, finally arrives.

But now, before dawn, he leaned over and kissed the sleeping man gently on the forehead, then put on his clothes and left the house, not knowing where he went, just seeing him staring at him lingeringly, It should be somewhere to go, and I will be away for a long time.

This is a small forest. Apart from the cemeteries everywhere in the forest, there are only cemeteries, and the desolate ones are only cemeteries.

Pushing aside the broken fence, he walked into the cemetery, looking around, with anxious eyes, as if he was waiting for someone.

A gust of dark wind struck behind him, he just thought it was some malicious ghost, so he swung his soul-eating stick, turned around, and hit back, and when the soul-eating stick pointed directly at the eyebrows of the person behind him, he But he hastily put it back, looking at the person in the black cloak in front of him, thankful that he was lucky enough to hold the Soul Eater.

"Bu Xiaoyu, you are very skilled. You are worthy of being a descendant of the Ming family, a family of exorcists. You are even more powerful than your mother..." The man pretended to clap his hands and flatter him, with a gloomy tone that made people shudder.However, Bu Xiaoyu, who is an onmyoji, is not afraid of him.This guy with the word "darkness" written all over his body.

"I came to you, not talking nonsense, I am willing to sell my soul to you, as long as you, help me save him..." He said bluntly, and he laughed.

"Sure enough, he is a straightforward person. Don't worry, I, the God of Death in the West, am not a person who breaks promises. As long as you hand over your demon soul to me, I will definitely help you live that man..."

He conjured up a cross and handed it to him. "When the time comes, you can shout the word death at this cross, and I will appear, create an accident, take your soul, and by the way, save that man you love so much who should have died... "

After saying that, the god of death turned into a green light and left, and he also walked back home, walking alone in the deserted street in the early morning, took out his mobile phone, and called Zhang Tai in Shanghai.

"Hey...boss, what's the matter?"

"Zhang Tai, come here right away..." He said concisely.

"How did you come here, boss?"

"Don't you know how to use GPS?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"that's it......"

After saying that, the two of them hung up the phone at the same time. He glanced at the watch in his hand, and at 04:30, he squatted on the side of the road alone, lit a cigarette and smoked. what emotion.

The people on the road began to get more and more little by little. After he finished smoking, he also stood up and walked home. At this time, he, who had been tossing and turning extremely anxious, also woke up.

"Where have you been?" As soon as he came back, he threw himself into his arms, feeling uneasy, as if he was about to lose sight of him.

"No, I was also worried about you and couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk. It's all right, it's still early, why don't you sleep for a while?"