Chapter 615 He Wants to Live!

This towering tree could not be moved, and all the blood pupils began to cry.

The whistling cold tornado, coupled with the mournful crying, was indescribably desolate.

Lu Yan blinked his thick and curled eyelashes and lifted his dark blue thin lips, "Why are you crying, am I dead?"

The blood pupil soldiers wiped their tears, but wiped out more tears.

For so many years, the blood pupils were more of a big family, and Lu Yan was the head of the family. He protected them like a father and a brother, like an eagle protecting his own eagle, and his tall body had never fallen.

But now, he fell.

The sky fell.

The soul of the blood pupil was gone.

What to do?

They didn't know what to do?

"Li Si!" Lu Yan spoke, his voice was hoarse and rough, weak and painful, but unusually sharp.

"Yanzi." Li Si crawled over and held Lu Yan's big hand tightly.

Lu Yan looked at Li Si, the cold rain dripping down from his pale and hard outline, "Take them away."

---We won't leave!

---We won't leave. If you don't leave, we won't leave either. No one will be left behind. That's what you said!

Lu Yan gritted his teeth and cursed gloomily, "A bunch of bastards, you're not listening, right? Everyone listen up, this is an order, hold your hands, Blood Eyes 1 to 12, report the number immediately after you arrive safely!"

---We really won't leave, please.

---We don't want to leave you here, we want to take you back.

---Please, we kowtow to you.

All the Blood Eyes knelt down and kowtowed to Lu Yan, hoping that he would not drive them away.

Lu Yan closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again. There was a layer of blood in his brown eyelids. "Stand up, don't forget your identities. If anyone dares to say another word of nonsense, get out of here, you don't deserve it!"

All the blood pupils were crying. They slowly stood up. How could they let him down?

How could they let him down?

The veins on Li Si's forehead were throbbing, and his eyes were red. They obeyed first, and he stood up too.

A group of blood pupils stood in the wind, singing a desperate war song.

Lu Yan side-glanced and looked at Huo Yanmei.

Huo Yanmei burst into tears. It was all her fault. If only she hadn't come.

He looked at her because he had something to say to An An.

An An was the softest thing in his heart.

He couldn't let her go.

Huo Yanmei stepped forward and choked up, "You tell me."

Lu Yan took out the red rope from his trouser pocket. The diamond ring on it was still shining. He handed the red rope and the blood-stained, crushed camellia to Huo Yanmei, "Give it to her."

"Okay, give it to her." Huo Yanmei nodded, nodded vigorously, "What else?"

What else?

Lu Yan thought about it, in fact, there are a lot, but he didn't say it.

He closed his eyes gently, "No more."

Huo Yanmei covered her mouth and burst into tears, "Then...what about the child?"

Child?

I saw Lu Yan's tall body stiffen for a moment, then he slowly and gently raised his thin lips, "Let her...beat it."

Don't keep it.

She is still young, don't keep it.

He likes children, but after all, he loves her too much.

His mind reappeared the moment before she got on the car, when she lowered her eyes, and her slender white hands gently placed on her belly...

It's a pity that his big hand didn't touch her belly, and he didn't say, "Son, call me daddy."

The fate of this life is too shallow.

Huo Yanmei turned her head away deeply, she couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

Lu Yan opened his eyes and looked at the black curtain above his head, "Xuetong, listen to my order, hold your hands up, and go home immediately!"

The tornado is coming, and the next second, the next second, this place will become a hell of dead branches and broken trees. They are all racing against time.

Li Si is crying, Xuetong is crying, for so many years, they have crossed mountains and ridges and have become an indestructible legendary team, but now these 12 tough guys are crying tears and snot.

Li Si stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, then stood up straight, "At ease, stand at attention, salute!"

All the Xuetongs "snapped" to face the darkness and saluted Lu Yan on the ground.

Lu Yan raised his hand and returned the salute.

The cold wind was howling, who was crying in his heart?

"The ceremony is over, let's go now!"

Li Si carried Huo Yanmei on his shoulders. He would definitely go back, and he would definitely bring Huo Yanmei back.

Li Si took the hand of Scissors, and Scissors took the hand of another soldier. They held hands and started walking.

They walked away, getting farther and farther away from Lu Yan.

The violent storm broke their backs, they bent over, and their hearts were drowned in grief.

Although his body fell, his tenacious heart and his unyielding soul never fell.

He would go back with them.

Back to his mother's arms.

He was giving them strength.

No matter what kind of wind and rain, they could not break their bones.

The strength he gave, like the vicissitudes of their father's big hand and the abundant warm sun, they all felt it.

Everyone slowly straightened their backs, they smiled in their tears, and smiled with white teeth.

No matter how dark the road ahead was, they would walk into the light.

Gradually, everyone went away.

Lu Yan closed his eyes, and deep fatigue was revealed in his pale and cold eyes.

He was listening.

Listening to the sound of the storm.

He was watching.

Looking at the endless darkness.

Did he die just like that?

---Ayan, I'll wait for you. My baby and I will wait for you to come back.

A crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Lu Yan's mind was full of her squatting in front of him in the hotel room, kissing his amputated limb devoutly.

Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes. In the darkness, his brown eyes were like bright night pearls. Damn, he didn't fall on the battlefield, didn't die at the hands of the enemy, and now he was crushed to death by a big tree. How pathetic!

He wants to live!

He wants to live well!