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Chapter 1698 May I Sing Another Song (43)

The warm sunlight shone into the room, clearly illuminating the room but without a trace of warmth, the whole room was permeated with a penetrating chill, as if shrouded in a layer of frost.

Xie Xie's face was gloomy, and there was no trace of a smile on Jun Lang's face. He looked coldly at the young man who was tortured by him and frowned, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Mu, are you still refusing to talk to me?"

"..." Ye Musheng seemed to be unable to hear the words of thanks, his eyes were locked on the top of the bed curtain, although the pain forced physical tears, but there was no emotion in the beautiful peach eyes.

Like a beautiful doll that is lifeless, insentient, still manipulated by gratitude, without hatred or sorrow.

After a long time, Ye Musheng didn't get any response as usual, so he sneered thankfully, a trace of sadness flashed across his dark and gloomy eyes, but it was immediately covered up by a thick smile.

"It's okay." Outlining Ye Musheng's delicate facial features with his fingertips, he smiled gratefully, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, brushed his lips against Ye Musheng's scarred neck, and said with a faint smile, "Brother Mu, don't you?" It's okay to respond to me, as long as you are by my side."

But even if the blood stained the bed sheet red and passed out from the pain, Ye Musheng was unwilling to give in, and tried his best not to let out a little gasp...

"Why are you doing this?" He lowered his eyelashes, looked at Ye Musheng who was fainting from the pain, thanked Ye Musheng for hugging him tightly, and said with a wry smile, "Here with me, just the two of us. How wonderful it is to stay lightly and happily for a lifetime! I love you so much, why...why are you so disobedient?"

Ye Musheng had passed out, so he couldn't hear the voice of thanks, and thank you didn't care, just muttered to himself while cleaning Ye Musheng's body.

When Ye Musheng woke up again, he was lying in Xie Yi's arms, and at this time they were sitting in the yard full of crabapple flowers, although there were not many flowers on the treetops.

He glanced sideways at Ye Musheng, who had lost a lot of weight, thanked him for taking the bronze mirror from the stone table next to him, put it in front of Ye Musheng, and said with a smile: "Brother Mu, look, while you are asleep, I'll take a look at the painting."

Although he didn't want to pay attention to his thanks, but the mirror was placed in front of Ye Musheng. He raised his eyes a little, and saw himself in the mirror with rouge and gouache, and a dazzling cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.

Knowing that Ye Musheng wouldn't take care of him, he didn't wait for Ye Musheng to express his gratitude, and while Ye Musheng was staring at the mirror, he handed over the folding fan that was put aside.

"Brother Mu, would you like to sing another song?" After finishing speaking, he smiled gratefully, and with a 'click' sound the folding fan unfolded, and the lifelike crabapple flowers on the fan surface came into view.

But no matter how moving the Begonia flower was, Ye Musheng was still unmoved, and looked away coldly, continuing to ignore the stiff smile of thanks.

Although this was the expected result, being so neglected and thanked by Ye Musheng was still indescribably uncomfortable. He clenched the fan bone tightly with his fingers, tilted his head and said with a half-smile: "You don't even want to sing the song?" ?”

This fan was finally made after countless failures. The crabapple flower depicted on the fan was also taught by a master of calligraphy and painting, and it finally looked decent after destroying countless sheets of paper.

but……

Brother Mu ignored him again, which was more painful than seeing Brother Mu destroy a folding fan with his own hands...

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I am envious of the leader, I love you all, good night.

Do you think this is the climax?Ha ha ha ha

(End of this chapter)