His tight pupils and slightly trembling legs were all saying that he was afraid.

He had to be afraid, because, now in front of him, the girl might have died...

He finally approached her, trembling hands, and divided the umbrella into half. In addition to the water stains, his sneakers were dyed with bright red, as if they were blooming in small red flowers.

She still didn't move, and even the pupils of her eyes did not change at all, and she looked like a dead person.

The sound of rain suddenly became hazy, and the whole world seemed to be quiet. The sound of thunder, the sound of rain, nothing sounded. In an instant, the end of the world came, and black was the color on the verge of destruction.

Her clothes were torn, revealing her fair skin. The rain washed away the rust smell of blood, but it could not wipe out the blood from the hideous wounds on her chest and abdomen. The blood permeated the land, and what he stepped on was a hideous red.

Yukimura's pupils tightened slightly, and his slender figure trembled even harder.

Run, if you want to run, he must leave here!

She is dead...she must be dead!

The wound was very deep and long. The skin exposed by the torn clothes also carried tiny wounds... After so much blood was shed, she had been wet for so long... No one could let the rain trample on the rain after such injuries without a sound or an action!

If she dies, she must be dead! This is what his heart told him, and this is how his reason was told, but his body violated the heart and betrayed the reason. Although his breathing was so rapid that he could not even swallow saliva, and even though his teeth were trembling in fear, he still couldn't move away and asked the sentence-

"Are you... still alive?"

Then he saw her pupils shrink suddenly, as if someone had caught her heart.

Living...? She is still alive?

Breathing vigorously, Yukimura sucked in a few breaths of fresh air, as if he didn't do so, and he was about to faint.

She is still alive, no one dies... She is still alive, not a dead person...

Squatting down, Yukimura held the umbrella high, and his deep purple eyes met the dead black. He stared straight at her, with a little cold on his back, and some rain fell along the edge of the umbrella to his back, but he had no intention of paying attention.

She was very quiet, so quiet that she didn't even breathe or undulate in her chest. Her black eyes were as pure as before, as if the sudden shrinking pupil just now was just his illusion.

"Are you still alive?" Yukimura spoke hesitantly. At this moment, she became like before, really like a corpse, a very beautiful corpse. He had to speak again to confirm whether she was really alive. Just now, wasn't it really not an illusion.

Her chest and abdomen were rising and falling. She was still alive, but she was really alive. And that pure darkness also reflected his face.

After taking a few deep breaths on his chest, Yukimura showed an expression of not knowing whether it was crying or laughing. With glory and a smile as if it was a success.

Living, really living, not dead...

_____RN first released by Xia Feixuan ___
Chapter completed!