The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

After the exam, Song Jiu went straight to the hospital.

In the morgue, the man was lying on the table with pale lips, and his face was covered with a thin layer of frost from being refrigerated in the freezer for a long time.

I heard that the last thing a person loses after death is hearing. So, Xiaojiu, if I die, don’t hold me and cry, remember to tell me you love me...

Looking at this lifeless handsome face, Song Jiu recalled Lu Lie's last words to him. It turned out that everything was not traceable. It turned out that Lu Lie was using this method to make the final decision with him at that time. bid farewell.

Song Jiu finally understood the true meaning of that sentence, but he didn't want to understand. He just wanted his Ah Lie back, back to him, not an extremely cold corpse.

The young man held the cold face in his hands, leaned over and kissed the pale face. Tears flowed down his eyes and wet the corpse's face.

The tearful beauty kisses the corpse. This scene is strange and beautiful, grotesque and taboo.

The hospital staff had to stop Song Jiu's movements because of their duties. He couldn't help but comfort the young man: "Please have my condolences."

“Yesterday, the deceased’s father came to the hospital and asked to take his son’s body back, saying it was for burial, but the mother who accompanied him cursed loudly, saying that if he took his son back to dismantle his organs and trade them, he would be taken to court. "

"Father Lu didn't believe in evil, so he beat his wife and made a fuss in the hospital to get his son's body back. In the end, the director tactfully explained that organs infected with AIDS could not be sold, so Father Lu left in disgust."

The staff felt sad for the deceased. He could not live in peace even after he died. Having such a father was simply a misfortune in his life. He sighed and said, "Are you a friend of the deceased?"

No.

They are lovers.

Song Jiu wanted to deny what he said, but he was already dead. He didn't want Lu Lie to be accused of homosexuality anymore, and he didn't want Lu Lie to suffer from the prejudice of the world.

Song Jiu nodded slowly and carefully stroked every inch of skin on Lu Lie's face with his fingers.

Taking away the body required the presence of family members, so Song Jiu had to contact Lu's mother to go to the hospital to sign the signature together.

After hearing the news of her son's death, as a mother, Mother Lu was definitely heartbroken. She didn't know the cause and effect, and thought that someone had framed her son to death. Later, the police station investigated and found out that he committed suicide.

The balcony of the teaching building is usually locked, and there is no sign of violent force breaking of the door lock. It is not known how the deceased found the key to open the door, but there are only the footprints and traces of the deceased on the rooftop.

The whole class didn't like seeing the deceased very much, especially the eldest son of Wei and the only daughter of the Lu family. But at that time, one was recuperating in the hospital and the other was locked up in a mental hospital, so there was no time to commit the crime.

The thugs were meticulous in their work, cleaning up the blood stains in the toilet, and also tampering with the surveillance outside. Considering that the deceased had just been diagnosed with AIDS, the police finally concluded the case hastily by committing suicide.

Lu's mother looked at Song Jiu, who had a blank expression next to her, and felt sad in her heart. It was not easy to fall in love with the same sex, but one of them died.

The two completed the ceremony according to the cremation procedures at the crematorium. Song Jiu watched helplessly as Lu Lie's body was pushed into the furnace for cremation.

The burning flames and loud running noises were the last things left in the world before Lu Lie completely disappeared. Ah Lie's relics are not many, the jade pendant around Song Jiu's neck counts as one piece, and the ashes also count as one piece.

2.7kg, a total of about ten kilograms including the urn, is one of the few relics of Lu Lie still in the world.

So light.

As light as a feather and weightless.

After a long wait, Song Jiu walked out of the crematorium in a daze holding a square box of ashes, and left with Lu's mother separately.

Mother Lu had no intention of getting her son's ashes back, nor was she qualified to do so with face. Lu Lie loved and cherished the noble person he met and fell in love with during his lifetime, and was reluctant to let his sweetheart suffer a little bit. It was perfect for Song Jiu to keep his son's ashes.

The urn in his arms was so light that Song Jiu thought everything was just a sad nightmare. Lu Lie did not die or jump off the building. When he woke up from the dream, he could see the boy's doting and gentle smile.

I especially remember the day when he left the classroom to get the cake. Song Jiu turned around frequently and found that Lu Lie had been staring at his back for a long time. It was so long that he even turned around many times and Lu Lie didn't notice.

He originally thought that he and Lu Lie would have a better ending, but little did he know that looking at each other was the beginning of parting.

From now on, the difference between life and death is separated by yin and yang.

Song Jiu was in a daze. He was crossing the road with the urn in his arms and didn't notice that a large truck was speeding around the corner. It was already more than ten meters away and it was too late to apply the brakes. The truck driver was honking the horn wildly, while the boy was immersed in his own world. Li walked forward in a daze.

Seeing that it was about to lead to tragedy, a sudden strange force pushed the young man to the side of the road. The next second, the wheels of the speeding car rubbed against the toes of his shoes and missed him.

After almost losing his life, the young man who fell to the ground still looked dumb and stupid. The originally locked urn fell to the side, but the lid opened inexplicably. At this time, a gust of evil wind blew up.

Song Jiu sat there blankly, watching Lu Lie's ashes being carried away by the strong wind, flying to a wider sky, flying to brighter sunshine, flying to a place he could not reach.

Lu Lie had very few relics, including a jade pendant and Song Jiu himself, but now he doesn't even have his ashes.

Later, a beautiful blue butterfly flapped its huge shining blue wings and quietly landed on the young man's shoulder, seeming to accompany and comfort him, and stayed for a long, long time.

Song Jiu didn't know how he left with the empty urn in his arms. When he came to his senses, he had already returned to the small rental house. The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the house through the windows. There were pairs of shoes on the shoe rack by the door, matching toothbrushes and toothpaste in the bathroom, and the birthday bear on the sofa obediently leaning aside. Everything remained the same as before they left early in the morning. traces of life.

The things are still there, but the people are gone.

Song Jiu thought that his tears had dried up long ago, but when he saw the furry birthday bear, his nose felt sour and he still shed tears.

[Host, it is detected that the mission target is dead, do you want to leave the plane?] The mechanical sound of System 123 rang in my mind as if it was a world away.

It was obvious that I wanted to leave the interface after passing the college entrance examination, so why did I feel heartbroken?

Lu Lie's death was a huge blow to the young man, and he needed time to heal his heartache.

"...No." Song Jiu looked at the empty urn with lowered eyebrows and heard himself reply.