The face of the man in the pool of blood was a little peaceful, as if he was asleep, the pomegranate blossoms were more colorful, and the lawn under him was also dyed bright red. Everything around him turned red, but the man's face gradually lost its blood.

The woman in the fiery red dress gradually faded away. He was lying there alone, and the fragrance under the tree was still refreshing. But the fragrance of the flowers could not penetrate his heart. It's not that he has no heart, it's just that his heart hurts so much that he can't accept anyone or anything anymore.

There are some things, I am afraid that only when you are in them can you know the taste of them, and the same is true for people.

Fortunately, the place where he hit was not a fatal point, just an ordinary place, although the blood flowed a little, but it was not enough to be fatal, and he was still very lucky.

However, he didn't understand why she treated him like this, and he could feel that she still liked her, at least, in her dreams.

Could it be that all of this is just a hoax, a dream written and directed by himself?

However, if this was really a dream, then this dream was so real that it really made him feel that this was what had really happened, as if he had experienced it himself.

The pain is also real.

But he didn't understand, obviously he didn't have anything, he didn't know anything, what was she doing this for.

He didn't understand, he couldn't figure it out, but the more he thought about it, the more his heart hurt, the colder it became.

His eyes were closed, but his heart was still thinking about it.

He thought he was dying, because he was in so much pain that he had to breathe intermittently, and he didn't dare to be too frequent.

A dream leads to a love, is it a catastrophe or fate?

Time slipped away slowly, and when Li Yiyang opened his eyes again, it was in his own bed, he didn't know whether he was awakened by pain or freezing, the pain was in his body, and the cold was in his heart.

I don't know when the window was opened, and the hot heat spread throughout the room, like being in a furnace, which made people upset and uncomfortable.

But he still struggled to use what little strength he had, and clung to the quilt on his body, for fear that the wind would blow to him.

Just because, he's cold.

The weather outside is as hot as a mountain of flames, but the mood inside is as cold as a snowy peak.

The same weather, the same place, the difference is too great, is it too deep, or is it because of something else?

Li Yiyang didn't understand, he didn't understand, he wanted to cry. However, he couldn't cry, not only because the boy didn't flick his tears, but also because his tears had long been like his blood, and they had already flowed cleanly, and they would never be again. Presumably, a feeling of wanting to cry but not being able to cry must be extremely uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to turn over, suddenly, a somewhat withered, somewhat ruined flower floated in through the open window.

That flower, just like him at this moment.

It's miserable, it's miserable.

When the flowers bloom, dedicate themselves to others, bring fragrance, and bring spring, but now the flowers are withered and defeated, but they can only end up being trampled on by everyone and having nowhere to go.

I can't help but sigh.

Lamentable, pathetic.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a man walked in from the outside, a man dressed in ordinary clothes and slightly bloated. The sunlight shone in from the outside, it was too dazzling, and Li Yiyang's eyes could only open two slits slightly. Looking at the man from a distance, his figure was a little blurry, and he could only vaguely see that his face had grown a lot of long black beards.

He took something and walked slowly towards him. Getting closer, getting closer. Finally, the figure became clear, Li Yiyang recognized this person, wasn't he Wang Xianfeng? Hey! What is he taking, what is he going to do, how is he lying here, why does his stomach hurt so much.

He had too many questions to ask Wang Xianfeng, and he wanted too much to know what was going on.

So much so that he ignored his wounds and grabbed them in the direction of Wang Xianfeng's hand. It's a pity that although Wang Xianfeng is very close to him, there is still a distance.

Then, he threw himself into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he rolled out of bed.

Fortunately, the impact did not hit the wound, otherwise he would have suffered again.

Thankfully, fortunately.

After Wang Xianfeng saw Li Yiyang roll out of bed, he quickly put the things in his hand on the ground, and immediately came to help him.

Wang Xianfeng gently helped him back to the bed and covered him with a quilt. was about to turn around and go to the things on the ground, but he didn't want to, but Li Yiyang grabbed his sleeve and couldn't move.

He twisted his head back, bent over, and leaned on the side of the bed to ask Li Yiyang. "Say, what's the matter, what do you want to do, you're injured and inconvenient, I'll help you." Wang Xianfeng said very softly and gently. This doesn't seem to be what he used to be, and it can't help but give goosebumps to look at.

But Li Yiyang didn't feel this way, it was probably painful, and he didn't have the leisure to think about this.

He grabbed Wang Xianfeng's hand hard, wanting to ask Wang Xianfeng what had happened. However, his voice was a little shaky, probably because it hurt too much.

"Xianfeng, how did I become like this, I am still injured, and, moreover, my heart is still so cold, cold now, it is like lying on the biting ice. It's cold, it's cold! He curled up and spoke in fits and starts.

Wang Xianfeng looked at his friend at the moment, and couldn't help but feel distressed, and even his eyes were a little red. However, he didn't cry because he knew that he was also a man and that he needed to be strong. So, he quickly turned his head.

"Actually, you ......." As he spoke, he stopped suddenly, as if remembering something. Then he stood up and walked in the direction of the thing on the ground, his hands clasped to his back, sighing as he went, as if something really had happened.

He bent down again and slowly picked up the object. That's, that's a bowl of medicine.

He slowly brought the medicine to Li Yiyang and wanted to feed him. However, Li Yiyang just turned his head and said that he would not eat.

Wang Xianfeng knew that he couldn't screw him, and if he didn't tell him, he would definitely not take medicine.

"Okay, okay, I'm telling you, don't be sad, really." He shook it helplessly.

When Li Yiyang heard Wang Xianfeng say this, he also slowly turned his head.

"Actually, you caused these injuries yourself. One day, out of nowhere, you suddenly have a long, long dream.

In the dream, you are very happy, but also really sad. When you are happy, you laugh out loud, and when you are sad, you are silent, and you don't cry anyway.

I'm in the house, watching you quietly, afraid something will happen to you. If that's the case, you just can't be relieved. Just serve tea for a while, and you'll have an accident.

I don't know when, you have an extra dagger in your hand, and there is blood on your stomach, I am very scared, worried, hurry up to help you stop the bleeding, and finally stopped. I immediately called a doctor for you to examine and see a doctor.

It took a lot of effort to pull you back from the ghost gate, and I was exhausted. I wanted to beat you up, but when I saw the tears in the corners of your eyes, I couldn't help but stop thinking about it. "Ah,,,,h

"Yes, yes? How can this be, it's completely different from what I remembered, no, it won't be like this. Li Yiyang gasped loudly and shook his head in disbelief and said.

He let go of Wang Xianfeng and clutched his quilt vigorously, feeling the urge to tear it up.

However, he had to believe it if he didn't believe it, after all, he only remembered that it was a dream, a dream of his own.

But is it really just a dream?

Everything is unknown.

Could it be that everything that happened was just a misunderstanding, and the relationship between him and her was just a misunderstanding after all?