Drifting Towards You

Si Mocheng took out a lighter to cover the wind with his hand, and lit the cigarette for him. Xie Yunfan did not refuse either.

After lighting up, he also lit his cigarette.

The two smoked quietly for a while, and the smoke dissipated in the wind.

After Simocheng took a heavy puff of cigarette, his voice was hoarse, and he slowly said, "I admit that I am very despicable. I used this method to keep her behind and force her to come to today step by step."

Xie Yunfan didn't say anything, but just listened quietly.

"I always thought that I would not be able to live without her. But now I suddenly feel that as long as she is alive, it's okay to be by my side." Simocheng whispered, his voice was like autumn wind rolling up yellow sand, Heaviness for no reason.

Xie Yunfan was still just silent.

After smoking a cigarette, Si Mocheng threw the cigarette on the ground and slowly said: "If you still want to take her away, I have no objection."

In a word, it doesn't seem difficult to say it lightly.

But the bitterness in those words is like Huanglian's bitter heart numb.

Si Mocheng couldn't help but wanted to take another puff, only to find that the cigarette had been exhausted.

Simply, he said softly: "If the child Xiaoxiao wants to take away, I have no opinion. But, I think that instead of you taking her away forcefully, it makes her wonder, and I will be called dead if I leave the task next time."

The smoke at Xie Yunfan's fingertips had already accumulated a long section of soot, and he obviously didn't smoke.

Si Mocheng lowered his eyes and slowly said, "This way, you won't be difficult to do it. If it takes longer, she will give up."

After that, Si Mocheng's heart was empty.

The eyes that have always been deep fall in the distance, but they are a little confused.

People live in the world, all have desires, and he is naturally no exception.

He thought that the most unacceptable thing for him was her departure, but now he understands that death is the real farewell.

Perhaps as Xiaoxiao once said, even as long as you live in the same world and the same sky.

Sometimes I can feel each other's existence.

In that way, you may feel satisfied as well.

But when there is really only one person left between the sun and the earth, that is the real eternal loneliness.

It's not that he doesn't want to be with Xiaoxiao.

But everything that happened twenty years ago had already happened, and he couldn't change it even if he had the means to reach the sky.

Xie Yunfan was silent for a long time, and finally spoke slowly: "Two years ago, why didn't you have bullets in your gun."

Simocheng spoke slowly: "I just thought, I have to pay the life I owe you. If I'm still alive, maybe I still have a chance to be with Xiaoxiao."

Xie Yunfan was silent for a while, and then he said: "Have you regretted the past twenty years?"

Simocheng's eyes drifted away, and he said solemnly: "I regret it, I regret it many times. But even if I never did, I would still do it."

Xie Yunfan said no more until the smoke in his hand burned to the cigarette butt.

He threw away the cigarette butt, turned to look at Simer City, unbuttoned two shirt buttons, rolled up his cuffs, his eyes gloomy: "Fight, if you win, everything in the past will be wiped out. You lose, I will take Xiaoxiao away."

"Okay." Simocheng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the eyebrows became more stern.

The two men stood opposite each other, both solemn and serious.

Soon, the two exchanged hands.

One is the iron-blooded soldier who has been carefully cultivated since he was a child and walked out of the rain of bullets.

One is an international killer who has tried his best and climbed up the corpse step by step.

Like a thunder and a fire, the two of them were out of control as soon as they moved their hands.