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Bai Tian was haunted by the nightmare.

He dreamed of the time when he and Huangfuqing first met.

At that time, he was just an abandoned son named the eldest son of the Bai family who was not valued.He didn't know why his parents suddenly cared about him, but the moment he saw the person called his fiancé, he felt his heart beat.

He doesn't know the so-called love or not, but that person is too dazzling, so he can't help but want to follow.

The young Huangfuqing was still a delicate and lovely child, and he would always call him Brother Tiantian in a gentle and soft way. Being called like this, it was as if his heart had become sweeter, so what Huangfuqing said, He's always hard to say no to.

His parents sent him to Huangfu's house. He had never lived in that exquisite big house.He had never eaten that delicious meal.That gorgeous dress was something he had never worn, and that soft bed was something he had never slept on.

And that friendly attitude was something he had never experienced before.

He suddenly opened his eyes, the corners of which were red.

Taking a deep breath, he hugged the quilt beside him.At this time, they were already in another residence in the city.Unfortunately, this residence is rarely visited and is only a backup stop, so there is no computer or Internet.

But Bai Tian fell ill before, and it took all his energy just to force himself to maintain the status quo, so how could he have time to care about a dispensable article?

Although he thinks that his only purpose of surviving is to complete it.

But also because of this, how could he die before finishing it?

His body already had some strength, and feeling the slight coldness, Bai Tian wrapped the quilt tightly.From the moment Ji Tong left to the moment he moved into this temporary villa, he was almost in a coma.The sudden deterioration of his body made him very glad that he let Yan Huang know his discomfort before it was too bad, but he was unable to make any further reaction.

In the next few days, Yan Huangguang was busy taking care of him, so he was already at his wits' end. How could he have the opportunity to buy a computer or network?It was not easy for Bai Tian's physical condition to stabilize a bit. Yan Huang, who was relieved, only had time to settle him properly, and went back to rest exhausted.

So at this time, Bai Tian, ​​lying on the bed, suddenly felt the subtle feeling of staying up late for a long time.

He looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, tightened the quilt around his body, and sighed silently.

Today is Huangfuqing's birthday.

Huangfuqing lived in the villa.

Somehow, the master bedroom always gave him a very comfortable feeling, just like when he was still with that person.

Today was his birthday. According to that person's habit, he would cook a bowl of longevity noodles for him.

Whether he likes it or not, that person insists that he must eat that bowl of noodles.According to that person, this side will make his life happy and smooth.

He finally developed the habit of eating longevity noodles, but that person left him.

For three years, he had actually been looking for traces of that person.But that person seemed to have evaporated from the world, and never appeared again.

Unlike Yan Huang, he wasn't even sure if the man was dead or alive.Sometimes Le Yue would sneer, he knew why it was so, but he didn't have any position to retort.He has long recognized that he is a model of self-inflicted suffering.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, after a long time, he went to the kitchen and ordered a bowl of longevity noodles for himself.

When he picked up the bowl, his gaze swept across the bottom of the pool, and he froze suddenly.