Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

On the first day in France.In a trance, I felt like a clown, self-righteously defending my love, but its other owner didn't care much.

It has always been like this, I wish I could tear up Lu Siyan who hurt him, but he let it go easily, I clearly know that he is such a gentle person, and I also know that letting go is the best revenge, I know his life better The experience will not make him have any cruel thoughts, he accepts me cleanly and completely.But I still don't want to let Lu Siyan go.

Then there is Yuan Zipei, my younger brother likes me inexplicably, he has always been so timid and timid, but he dared to show it in front of Mo Xiaoqi, he even looked at Mo Xiao with resentful eyes when I was injured and hospitalized Qi.However, after I told Mo Xiaoqi that Yuan Zipei had confessed his love to me, he smiled and didn't really care.I clearly know that he believes in me, and I can also feel the emotion of his wholehearted trust. He believes that I only care about him.I know it clearly, but I still think wildly. I wonder if Mo Xiaoqi doesn't care about me, so he doesn't care if there is anyone around me.

And now, these two brothers are not polite, one is staring at me, the other is coveting Mo Xiaoqi, I am like a beast whose territory has been violated, roaring and painfully driving away, but Mo Xiaoqi just looks at me with a smile.

As if I was a joke.

I'm emotionally sensitive, and I've always trusted my judgment, and while those judgments don't stop me from thinking wildly, I do.Now I dare not.

I can feel Mo Xiaoqi's happiness and approval, and I can also feel his dependence on me.But I can't believe it anymore, I'm afraid my emotional perception is wrong.

I feel sad and I'm a little tired.

I was so tired that I didn't even want to be cheerful and nice.I don't have the extra energy to make extra expressions.I looked at Mo Xiaoqi silently, I wanted to know if I was thinking wrong, or if I felt wrong.

Mo Xiaoqi looked a little sad, but he still had that soft smile on his face. He asked me, "What's wrong? Yuan Fan."

Except for the short-term confusion of speech and thinking that appeared after obliterating the id, I was sober afterwards.I was a tyrannical person born of sin, and the asylum just taught me control.I'm not crazy, and I'm irrational, and now my repressed thread has been jerked, making it impossible for me to maintain my normal setting.I smiled confusedly, it may seem very strange to others, but I still think I am gentle, I pressed against Mo Xiaoqi's forehead, held him in a controlling posture, and then tried my best to coax him with a gentle tone He "What? It's nothing, say goodbye to your little friends and we'll go, huh?"

Mo Xiaoqi wanted to escape, this knowledge amplified the panic in my heart infinitely, I almost felt that I was about to lose this person, as if he would disappear as soon as I let go, I clasped my hands tightly in fear, A lukewarm fluid was felt in a trance, but I had little spare energy to think about what it was.I stared fixedly at Mo Xiaoqi, trembling my lips, "Say goodbye quickly, and then we'll leave, there's nothing to pray for."

God never listens to my prayers. My day and night piety only brings me endless coldness, and so do other people. No matter what they encounter, don’t pray anymore. Don’t ask the sky, just follow your heart.

I felt a severe headache, I blinked my eyes, almost begging, then Mo Xiaoqi looked into my eyes, and gently held my arm with a comforting meaning, and then I heard him with a trace of grievance voice, he said he was in pain.

This sentence is like a thunderbolt, it hits my soul, I almost curl up, I obviously want to protect him, I have worked hard for so long, I don't want to interfere with his normal life, I don't care that I am with him How dirty and cruel the invisible place is, I just want to keep him warm in front of him.I don't want to hurt him at all, I'm afraid of his pain.

I just remembered how much effort I had just used, and I just remembered what that warm liquid was.I let go of my hand suddenly, afraid that he would disappear, so I held him tightly in my arms. I couldn't hurt him, and I couldn't let go.For a moment I felt humbled into the dust, I bent over and kissed Mo Xiaoqi's neck, suppressing the soreness in my throat, "Don't be afraid of me, Mo Xiaoqi, don't be afraid of me, I didn't want to hurt you, Don't want me."

I'm not that confident, I'm too scared to think about whether my appearance in front of Batisian will make me lose even more.The only thoughts I have left make me want to crawl, want to kiss Mo Xiaoqi's upper, any kind of shame is fine, as long as I can keep him.I knew my doctor would never do this to me, but I couldn't control my thoughts.