Corecturi

The Eastern European man was not responding,as if he had not seen him.His eyes were still empty.

Yao said to him,fighting back the tears."Stand up......Go back with me......will you?......Don't lie here......" "...go back..."Ivan moved his pale lips,staring straight back at the gloomy sky ."where can I go back....." "In thousands of years......no one treat me wholeheartedly all along......" Yao shook his head,nipped his lip and could not dam back his tears in the end.The tears fell on the icy face like dead of the Slav man.

He seemed to wake up by warm pains and his eyelashes shuddered.His voice was ice-cold as before."......I've tried so long,but I was such mistreated by them......" The heavy cloud flew past the horizon stickily.

"I'm tired,Yao......you go,let me gone as Gilbert did......how good......"He continued.

Yao didn't take,he still wiped off bloodiness on his face mercilessly.

Ivan closed his eyes."...It's no need to be so good to me.I've never given anything to you...I know...Natasha,Edward,Gilbert,Torres...I've never given anything to you...I only kept telling that I would lead you to find hopes...but I...can't do anything...it's fanciful to suppose..."He said softly.

"Yao..." "...I've been so fearless then.When I was a child,that was what I was...you know..."He said to him.His voice with raucity was like bagpipes forked in the hole.Yao could see such a chaotic time along his eyes.

A little boy wearing a bear-fur hat spoke his name to a man in the carriage.A set of big lavender eyes with tears was full of trueness and bravery.

Yao nodded ceaselessly with unstoppable tears."...I know that...I konw.

Ivan continued,"But now it seems to be different......I'm tired,since I can do nothing well,what do I pursue ?" "No,Ivan......"Yao flicked the snow on his creamy white hair，stressing each syllable,"No,Ivan,your deeds is immortal......"