0080 Night Rose Night.80 (2600+) (1 post every 48 hours) The blood-red emergency sign was reflected in the puddle on the ground, and it felt like there was another world hidden inside, as if that mirror world did not have so much helplessness and the end of the song.
Vx Ruan Mei ran very fast, her casually tied ponytail swayed in the air like flaming waves, and the soles of her shoes trampled the puddles into colorful glass fragments.
Her man was sitting on the stairs, soaked all over, his feet on the next two steps, his long arms resting on his knees, his head lowered, as if buried deep in the mud.
His broad back, which was usually straight enough to withstand any external anxiety and discomfort and could carry her around in the small house, was bent at this moment.
Her mountain collapsed, and a lot of sad rubble rolled down.
V Ruan Mei couldn't bear it for a moment, her eyes were sore, tears welled up, and her nose was as sore as if she had been punched.
But she had to endure it.
She squatted beside Chen Shanye, raised her hand and gently rubbed his black hair that was wet from the rain, and said in a low and soft voice: "Are you okay?"
Chen Shanye didn't look up. His voice muffled between his arms was riddled with needles: "...Ruan Mei, I'm not feeling well."
"Be good, I'm here, I'm here." She hurriedly comforted him.
Things happened too suddenly, and Ruan Mei and Chen Shanye couldn't accept it for a while.
How come the people who help out in the store during the day are gone at night?
Ruan Mei stroked his bent back, her palms caressing the night breeze across the mountains. She choked up and asked, "Is there really no way to save him?"
"Well, when the ambulance arrived, his vital signs were almost gone... They couldn't save him after they brought him here. They said he had a drug overdose..."
"Drug use?!" Ruan Mei's eyes widened, she frowned and lowered her voice: "When did Zhong Mang get addicted?"
"I don't know... He has been in a bad mental state for a while. I asked him, and he said no, cough..." Chen Shanye's voice was hoarse, and he swallowed his saliva to relieve his thirst, but it was no use.
Ruan Mei took Chen Shanye's thermos with her when she went out. She quickly took it out of her bag, opened the lid, and handed it to him: "Here, have a drink of water first."
The moment Chen Shanye raised his head, Ruan Mei's nose became sore and swollen again, her chest was filled with red rain clouds, and humid air rushed upwards. She tried desperately to squeeze the moisture in her body out of her eye sockets.
When had I ever seen Chen Shanye's eyes this red? The corners of his eyes resembled the crimson sea of clouds that obscured the moon and stars in the sky tonight, and his pupils were also covered with blood-red spider silk.
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After moistening his throat with warm water, Chen Shanye coughed twice and continued, "Zhong Mang answered my call once tonight. At that time, his words were already very confusing. I asked him, but he still said no."
"So he was transporting that thing because he was trapped?" Ruan Mei asked.
When Chen Shanye received a call from Long Bei in the evening, she was also in the small kitchen. The microphone was a bit loud so she could hear roughly what was said.
"I don't know... Ruan Mei, I don't know..."
Chen Shanye wanted to believe Zhong Mang, but reality pushed him into a broken abyss.
Watching Chen Shanye lower his head and bury his head in his arms again with a hoarse voice, Ruan Mei felt as if she was accompanying him as he sank into the mud that had been softened by the rain.
She didn't care about the dirty water on the stairs, she knelt directly on the ground, raised her arms and held Chen Shanye, who was bent over, with all her strength: "Okay, okay... It doesn't matter if you don't know..."
Black cracks appeared on the rocks, and a cold and desolate wind seeped out from the stones. More and more gravel fell down, as if a landslide was about to occur.
Ruan Mei rushed over from home, with the faint scent of grass and trees on her body from the scented candles that were lit in the room every night. Compared to his own body that was cold from being drenched by the rain, Ruan Mei was warm, like the quilt at home that was soft and fluffy from being dried by the sun.
Chen Shanye was wrapped in the familiar warmth and smell. Ruan Mei pretended to be firm but her trembling whisper penetrated into his heart, little by little prying out the unfamiliar emotion hidden deep in his bones.
Rain clouds enveloped the crumbling rocks on the cliffs, and finally, it rained.
Hearing the first sob in front of her, Ruan Mei finally couldn't hold it in anymore. The hot tears rushed out of her eyes and fell down. Her lips trembled with crying. She didn't know what words to say to comfort her, and could only call Chen Shanye's name again and again.
Chen Shanye, Chen Shanye, Chen Shanye, you can't fall down.
"I realized it too late... I should have pulled him up when I sensed something was wrong earlier... It was me, I didn't keep a good eye on him..."
The sound like a broken gong scratched his throat, making it itchy and painful. He even felt his throat become inflamed and swollen, blocking every word that came out. A short sentence almost took his life.
The intense grief seemed to tear his heart apart, more painful than any wound he had ever suffered.
It hurts so much.
Chen Shanye's mind was full of Zhong Mang's shadow, from the little kid who ran after him with a runny nose when he was little, to the coward who climbed a tree to take bird eggs but ended up lying on the branch and dared not move, to the delinquent teenager who was caught taking drugs and beaten up by him.
The two became closest during the time they worked at the auto repair shop. One winter night, a group of workers finished their work and were smoking and chatting in the small open space behind the factory where abandoned vehicles were placed. Zhong Mang suddenly jumped off the hood of the car, ran to the back door, and pushed against the closed iron railings to talk to the vendors setting up stalls outside. After a while, he came back with a bag of roasted sweet potatoes and picked out the biggest one for Chen Shanye.
The coworkers mocked Zhong Mang for being partial, but Zhong Mang broke open a sweet potato himself, and the hot steam warmed his smiling face.
Of course, Chen Shanye is my brother, said Zhong Mang.
X "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have let him come to Guangzhou. It's me...it's me..."
That little brother with a half-black, half-yellow hairdo who always makes people feel bad about him, will never walk into his room when Yuhui slides in and ask him, "Brother, what are you doing tonight?"
Chen Shanye has been able to handle many things, but this time he can't.
The cracks grew bigger, the debris became more and more, and the rain became heavier.
Ruan Mei knew his character well. He would not shirk tasks that he could take on himself. This was Chen Shanye's shining advantage, but also his fatal flaw.
No matter what the reason for Zhong Mang's death, Chen Shanye would attribute it to the fact that he did not look favorably upon Zhong Mang, that he did not realize his mistake in time, and that he could not stop Zhong Mang.
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She tried her best to push away Chen Shanye's arm, which was like a thick vine and was tightly holding her head, but Chen Shanye's muscles were so tense that she wouldn't let her pull it away, allowing Ruan Mei's nails to scratch white marks on his bulging arm.
"Shan Ye, Chen Shan Ye! You...you let go, look at me..." The cloth at her knees was soaked with dirty water, and tears were falling down her cheeks. Ruan Mei begged and continued to pry Chen Shanye's arms.
"Don't look at me, I'm so ugly and useless..." A man is like a little baby when he breaks down.
The two little beasts, covered in scars, were once again licking each other's bleeding and festering wounds in this cannibalistic city. Finally, Chen Shanye gave up, and Ruan Mei pushed away his arms that were covering his face and held up his flushed face.
The veins on Chen Shanye's forehead were bulging, his long black eyelashes were covered with moisture, his nostrils were flaring, and his black eyes were like black moons that had swallowed up all their light and fallen into a sea of blood.
Even when he cried, his tears were not visible.
Ruan Mei stroked his invisible tears with the tip of her thumb from the corner of his eye to his cheek and then to his chin, then tilted her head back and pecked his trembling lips lightly.
She pressed the back of his head, letting their foreheads touch, and spoke softly but seriously and firmly: "You can cry, you can vent, but Chen Shanye, this is not your fault."
She pressed her wet head hard against her shoulder and neck, hugging Chen Shanye tightly in such an awkward position, but she cried even harder than Chen Shanye, and her tears fell into his short black hair.
The emergency room door opened and closed repeatedly, and from time to time there were hurried footsteps and the sound of a stretcher's rollers rolling past behind me. In this place where lives come and go every day, no one has the time to notice how sad the couple hidden in the darkness are.
Ruan Mei's knees were sore from kneeling, her calves were numb, and the cloth on her shoulders was quietly wet, but she still stood straight and supported the weight of Chen Shanye falling down.
I don’t know how long it took, the traces of rain left on the road gradually dried up, the leaves no longer dripped remaining water droplets, the sky in the distant east slowly brightened, the street lights flashed and then went out, quietly withdrawing from the stage of the night.
Ruan Mei blinked her red and swollen eyes, looked at the gray sky, patted Chen Shanye who had calmed down, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Chen Shanye, it's dawn."
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