Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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He wants to live well.

Lu Yan opened his eyes and looked at the black curtain above his head, and his deep brown eyes suddenly burst into his longing.

Darkness has come, isn't it far from dawn?

He doesn't want to stay in this darkness forever!

He is going home!

He already has a wife and a son, and he has a home. Damn, if he dies, the son is gone. Sooner or later, his wife will be kidnapped by some wild man.

In this case, he is estimated to be a corpse.

He is going back!

The idea of ​​survival was like a vine growing wildly in his heart. He raised his palm full of blood and pushed the giant tree on his body.

However, it cannot be pushed.

The lower body was under the tree, and she had no consciousness.

How can he push this giant tree away?

At this moment a tornado struck, all the dead branches and trees on the ground were rolled into the vortex in the air, and the giant tree on them was shaking.

Great!

Just wait for this opportunity!

Another tornado came over, and Lu Yan sat up hard. He took advantage of the wind and pressed the two big palms on the giant tree, and then pressed hard.

For a moment, his whole muscles exploded, and the pale and hard outlines of the five senses became terrifying.

He exhausted his whole life, and a cry came out of his husky throat --- Ah!

With a bang, the giant tree was lifted.

All of a sudden he fell back to the ground, breathing heavily.

He succeeded.

He finally succeeded.

He can go home!

Lu Yan tried to stand up, but the lower body was numb, unconscious, and couldn't stand up.

There was blood on the legs and there was no way to stand up.

However, this does not prevent him from going home.

He started to crawl on the ground.

Two big palms digging at the dirt, he crawled forward a little bit, crawling all the way, leaving blood all the way.

The cold rain was still smashing, but his whole body was hot and hot, and there was only one thought, go home!

He was never afraid of darkness and death. No one could kill him. He had a hard life, and he could turn a few on the heart with a single knife.

Who is he?

He is a blood eagle!

He is Lu Yan!

Her head was full of that small slap face. She put a small hand on her flat belly and smiled at him with a frown.

Her ears are filled with laughter like silver bells--A Yan, you are coming back soon, you are a father, and my baby and I are waiting for you.

He slowly lifted his chapped lips, and smiled, "Ann."

An An.

He was calling her name.

He loved this life and couldn't let it go.

He can die for the country, but he will live for her.

At this time, an abnormal sound came from the ear. Lu Yan looked up, and something rushed down from it. It was the seawater of the breakwater.

The rolling water was like a terrible dragon, with a boom, drowning him in an instant ...

dark.

He was devoured by darkness.

The curled eyelashes were trembling, and his slightly opened pupils slowly became scattered. He seemed to see a dawn in the dark sea.

In that dawn, Mom and Dad came to him, and they said, boy, you can go home.

Lu Yan slowly closed his eyes.

...

the other side.

The luxury car was parked in front of a private house. An An leaned on the door frame and looked at the hill in front of her. She felt cold.

She was still wearing Lu Yan's military green coat, but the coat was cold and there was no body temperature left by him.

She stretched out her arms and hugged herself, trying to give herself a little bit of temperature.

"Head Chief Lu, they haven't come back yet. Look at the front, the tornado has swallowed up the whole hill."

"Yeah, you say, Chief Lu, are they ... can't come back?" ...

Then a light cough sounded, and Fu Qinglun came.

The few gossip people quickly guilty of lowering their heads, "Less ... Master Shaobao."

Fu Qinglun glanced at them lightly, "Go on."

"Yes."

Those people slipped away quickly.

Fu Qinglun stepped forward and came to An An's side. The road was muddy and rainy outside. "An An, go in, it's cold outside."

An An looked at the hill ahead, "You said, would they come back?"

Fu Qinglun picked a good-looking sword eyebrow and looked out at the hill in front of him. After a few seconds, he slowly and surely said, "Yes, I will!"

An An raised her red lips. "I also believe that they will all come back, and there are many of them!"

"Look, someone is back!" Then someone suddenly yelled.

An An jumped back and came back?

She glanced quickly, and a group of people came from the muddy path ahead, coming out of the dark.

Her bright eyes quickly overflowed with bright light, and she really came back!

They are back!

She pulled out her thin legs and ran out.

Li Si and Xue Tongbing stopped. They were all covered with rain, mud and blood. For half an hour, they spent half an hour home.

Li Si put Huo Yanmei down, "Start counting now!"

Blood pupils stand in a row, one, two, three, four ... eleven, twelve.

Li Si was full of red blood in his eyes. He stood in salute and saluting, "Reporting to the chief, there should be twelve blood pupils, there are twelve of them, there are many of them, and we are safely home!"

An An's eyes glanced over these people's faces one by one. There was really no shortage of them. She was very happy.

but…

She glanced at these people's faces again, wasn't she ... one person missing?

What about Ayan?

She raised her eyes and looked back. She was looking for the tall, strong body.

No.

He did not return.

"Ayan." An An's face with a big slap became pale, and she murmured to herself, "Ayan, what about my Ayan?"

"Sister, sorry!"

Scissors threw himself on his knees. He reached out and hugged An'an's leg, and wept bitterly.

Can't come back?

These three words exploded in An An's ears, her hands and feet were cold, and even her blood was cold. Her clear pupils became dull and confused, and she didn't understand what it meant.

What does it mean if I ca n’t come back?

"An'an," Huo Yanmei grasped An'an's cold little hand, and she passed it over, choking, "An'an, this is what Lu Yan asked me to give you."

An An glanced at it. It was the red rope. She reached out to pick it up, and the diamond ring lay quietly in her palm.

"An'an, and this, Lu Yan sent you ... Camellia."

An An raised her eyes gently. Huo Yanmei held a camellia in her hand. The camellia was stained with blood, and she looked abnormally gorgeous.

He never gave her flowers.

This man does not understand romance and never gives flowers.

This is his first flower delivery.

An An reached out and took it.

"An'an, I'm sorry, it's all mom's fault, it's the mom who killed Lu Yan."

"Sister, the head is gone, our head is gone." ...

Everyone was crying, everyone was talking to her, An An felt dizzy, and her head was blown up.

A ball of paste.

"Enough!" She snarled the diamond ring and camellia in her palm until she felt pain in her palm.

Everyone froze and stared at An An.

An An's face was dry and there was no tear. Her clear and beautiful eyes were brushed across everyone's faces. Corpses, cry at his funeral! "