The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

[In the last chapter, the metaphor of the god’s servant Ze’an has been added. It’s time to read it.]

After taking a medicinal bath in the afternoon, Gu Xingge felt a little dizzy. He climbed up from the medicinal bath, his whole body was slightly weak, and he was a little drowsy.

The water drops rolled down from the young man's body, very crystal clear, sliding down from his shoulders. The red mole on his back was very bright, like red plums in the snow, virgin cinnabar, holy and gorgeous.

There was also a mirror in this medicine pool, facing Gu Xingge. Gu Xingge turned around and touched the red mole on his back awkwardly with his backhand.

While taking a medicinal bath this afternoon, he heard comments about zombies, saying that they might be those with red moles or butterfly tattoos.

Gu Xingge touched the red mole guiltily and thought: I, am I also a zombie?

Gu Xingge has no memory and is really afraid that he might have been a zombie before.

After thinking for three seconds, Gu Xingge stretched out his hand and patted his face, humming softly: "I'm sure it's not the case!"

When he came in, he was checked by a machine. He couldn't be a zombie!

Gu Xingge soothed himself in an instant. After wiping his body with a towel and getting dressed, Gu Xingge went to the place where his brother Gu Heng said he would have afternoon dessert.

He walked to his seat and sat down obediently.

This is an open-air balcony, and upstairs is my brother Gu Heng's office.

On the other side, He Wang, who was lazily crossing his legs, couldn't help but laugh when he saw Gu Xingge staring at him in surprise.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you surprised that I'm here? Well, or do you think that I, like your brother, should be a busy person who never touches the ground?"

He Fan's voice was also lazy, and his curly hair hung down on his shoulders. He didn't know where he picked up the Buddhist amulet, and it was twirling in circles on his fingertips.

There is also a small vine between the holes of the Buddha amulet. The vine passes through the hole, swaying, and the leaves are tender.

"Of course, that's right." He Wang looked at Gu Xingge with a smile: "It's just that sometimes you still have to steal half a day to relax."

"Come and sit, don't stand."

Very casual.

Sitting in the office, Gu Heng lowered his head and tapped on the table while looking at the documents in his hands. After a while, he put down the documents.

"It should be coming out." Gu Heng said and stood up.

This man who was as old as a finger pulled the suit beside the chair and put it on. His bronze skin added a bit of charm. He opened the door and walked outside with very long steps.

At this time, Gu Xingge was sitting obediently in his seat with his knees together, his fingers placed on his knees in an orderly manner, and he looked at the desserts with bright eyes.

want to eat.

Then he took a look, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on He Wan. The Buddha amulet floating in his hand attracted Gu Xingge's attention, but what caught his eye the most was the vine in his hand. .

That's part of his power.

He Wang glanced at the young man who pursed his lips, wanting to come over and take a closer look, but was too embarrassed to come over and take a look.

At this moment, He Wang felt that he was like some animals with special skills in the acrobatic troupe. He Wang, who was amused by his thought, slightly raised the corners of his lips and looked at Gu as if teasing a kitten. Xing Ge hooked his fingers.

"Aren't you going to come over and take a look at what's in my hand? I can let you play with it."

The young man tried hard to be reserved for a while, but he still couldn't resist the temptation offered by the other party. His eyes and eyes kept looking at the other party, "Then, then I really saw it."

"Can you really touch it?"

He was a little unsure.

He had no memory, so he couldn't remember that the first time he came across a light power was a power that was so warm that it could warm people's palms.

Now that he has no memory, he stares intently at the superpower vines that he does not possess.

"Of course." He Wang once again gave the accurate answer.

He looked at the young man walking over and bent down close to him. His eyes were very focused, as if he were looking at a particularly wonderful thing, staring intently at the amulet and vines in his hand.

He Wang's eyes flickered slightly, he opened his palms and gave them to the other party generously.

"Play with it." He chuckled and said lazily: "It doesn't matter if you sit there and play with it or play with the vines."

Although the other party said so, according to the temperament of caring for Xingge, he would not do so. He pursed his lips and said a little embarrassedly: "No, it's fine here."

Gu Xingge didn't know that the vines given by the other party also contained the most sensitive part of his nerves.

He touched the vine carefully, pursed his lips, and said with bright eyes, "It feels like it can be broken with just a pinch."

He Wu held up his cheeks and pursed his thick lips into a smile, "No way."

His body was in contrast to Gu Xingge's, like a hill. He was wearing a sweatshirt and a cross necklace dangled from his neck. After he put the necklace back, he said to Gu Xingge: "Unless I actively want it." Cut it off, otherwise, under normal circumstances, it won’t be broken.”

For some reason, Gu Xingge felt that the other party's voice was a bit hoarse.

Blinking his eyes, Gu Xingge said, "Are you thirsty?"

The young man holding on to the sensitive nerve vine looked at He Wan in confusion, his eyebrows well-behaved. As for the man opposite, the hidden thoughts in his heart seemed a bit despicable when facing the boy.