Eros's Black and White Wings - (2)

Author: Feng Qianying
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Publish Date: 2006-08-01
Features: "Please! It's only five months, why do you say it's been like ten years?" "Really?" Su Lan smiled awkwardly, "But I feel like it's been so long!" On the raised right arm of Lianhua, Su Lan saw that blurred scar, the one only she could see. The wound had healed long ago, but whenever she looked at his arm, she could still see that narrow mark at a glance. It seemed to shine before her forever—that was something unique to Lianhua, something left just for her. Back then, they were naive and innocent, full of youthful vigor, with so many bold dreams and an unwavering sense of dignity. They refused to be looked down upon and refused to accept this life. They dared to try anything and anyone, but only knew how to defend their own with fists. Tall and handsome, dancing energetically to hot rhythms, singing passionate rock songs, able to fight ten people alone—such Lianhua, in her eyes, was an unbelievable legend.
On that snowy night, she got into trouble again, with nearly ten people. She thought Lianhua would still handle it effortlessly like playing games, but suddenly, a blindingly sharp blade appeared in the law of being unarmed. He flashed in front of her, raising his arm to block a deadly stab. Blood splattered into her corner of the eye, and she only realized then—her Lianhua was injured. "Run!!!" He didn't even groan as he grabbed her hand and sprinted to the end of the alley. They ran and ran, Lianhua's breathing growing heavier with each step. She looked up—the snow-filled night sky was so beautiful it was almost cruel. That night, they ran and ran, as if they were about to run to the end of the world, to the place where she could quietly nurse his wounds.
"Senior A," Lianhua waved his hand in front of Su Lan. Su Lan snapped back to reality: "Lianhua, let me see your right hand, okay?" She gently stroked his arm, her fingers lingering affectionately over the spot again and again. Lianhua took her hand, smiling and reassuring her: "The wound is completely healed now. Your little junior is strong like Superman." Su Lan looked at the unsuspecting Lianhua and suddenly felt a wave of guilt. "I lied to you," her voice was surprisingly small. "The company wasn't closed, I sneaked back." She took a breath and said calmly. "Why?" Lianhua stared at her for a long time, his tone serious and cold. Su Lan lowered her head, unwilling to look at him: "I don't like that place, I really hate it." "Someone was bullying you?" Lianhua's voice grew rough with anger. Su Lan didn't look at him, but she could imagine the suppressed fury on his face and the chilling eyes.
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