His constricted pupils and slightly trembling legs all told him that he was afraid.

He couldn't help but be afraid, because the girl in front of him now might be dead...

He finally came close to her, and with trembling hands, he held the umbrella in half for her. Besides the water stains, his sneakers were also stained with bright red, as if little red flowers were blooming.

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

The sound of rain suddenly became hazy, and the whole world seemed to be quiet. The thunder, the sound of rain, and all other sounds were gone. In an instant, the end of the world came, and black was the color of destruction.

Her clothes were torn, revealing her fair skin. The rain washed away the rusty smell of blood, but it could not wash away the blood from the ferocious wounds on her chest and abdomen. The blood soaked through the land, and under his feet,

It is a ferocious red.

Yukimura's pupils narrowed slightly, and his slender figure trembled even more.

Run, want to run, he must get out of here!

She's dead...she must be dead!

The wound was very deep and long, and the skin exposed by the torn clothes also had small wounds... So much blood was shed, and it was rained for so long... No one can endure such a thing again.

After the injury, he was trampled by the rain without a sound or movement!

Dead, she must be dead! His heart told him so, and his reason told him so. However, his body went against his heart and betrayed his reason. Even though he was breathing so fast that he could even drool.

Unable to swallow, even though his teeth were chattering with fear, he still couldn't move and asked those words——

"Are you still alive?"

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

Alive? She is still alive?

Breathing hard, Yukimura took in a few breaths of fresh air, as if he was about to faint if he didn't.

Still alive, no one has died... She is still alive, not dead...

Squatting down, Yukimura raised the umbrella high, his deep purple eyes met the lifeless black, he stared at her straightly, his back felt a little cold, and some rainwater fell along the edge of the umbrella onto his back.

Back, but he had no intention of paying attention.

She was very quiet, so quiet that she didn't even breathe or rise and fall in her chest. Her black eyes were as pure as before, as if the pupils that suddenly shrank just now were just his illusion.

"Are you still alive?" Yukimura asked hesitantly. At this moment, she became the same as before, really looking like a corpse, a very beautiful corpse. He had to speak again to confirm whether she was really alive.

Just now, was it true or not an illusion?

Her chest and abdomen rose and fell. She was still alive, really still alive. And the pure darkness also reflected his face.

Taking a few deep breaths from his chest, Yukimura showed an expression that he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing. He was filled with luck and a smile that seemed like he had survived the odds.

Alive, really alive, not dead...

_____RN first published by Xia Feixuan___
Chapter completed!