You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

"Young Master Yu didn't accept the rain and dew, but he is unparalleled in beauty. If you like Young Master Yu, come to Jinxiu Building tomorrow, and the one with the highest price will get it."

Young Master Yu's hand plucking the strings paused for a moment, and the music was interrupted for a few seconds.But soon, he smiled and played again.

The eyes of the guests were exposed, and they already regarded him as something in their pocket.

They discussed how much money they could pay to get him, and wondered whether he would be satisfactory on the bed.

Young Master Yu kept smiling, until he was invited down, his eyes revealed a little uneasiness.

Xiao Nu helped him back to the room, passed by the backyard, Young Master Yu waved Xiao Nu away, and walked back to the room alone.

A black-clothed man huddled in the corner, coughing and retching at the same time, his face towel was soaked with his tears, looking a bit embarrassed, like a lone wolf licking its wounds alone.

Mr. Yu poured a cup of tea, walked over slowly, and sat next to the man.

"Master Mo Xi, please be gentle." His voice was considerate and gentle, and he already regarded the man as his only support.

Mo Xi didn't pick it up, the smell of blood in his mouth made him sick, even though he had cleaned it over and over again, the feeling still remained in his mind...

Right.

A person as dirty as him...it won't be clean even after washing.

Young Master Yu put the teacup aside and gently leaned against Mo Xi's body.

Perhaps because of this temperature, the trembling in Mo Xi's body gradually calmed down.

"Liu Yu, I'm sorry." His face was pale, and he didn't have the terrifying appearance of a murderous god outside. "After all these years, I still haven't been able to take you out."

Mr. Yu, or rather, Liu Yu who was sold into the Jinxiu Building together, heard Mo Xi's words, and only sighed, "There is no way to escape from the Jinxiu Building."

Mo Xi lowered his eyes, immersed in the rare warm atmosphere, until he heard Liu Yu whispering to himself.

"In a few days, I will pick up the guests."

Liu Yu hugged Mo Xi's arm, his whole body was like a docile kitten, only in front of Mo Xi, he dared to confide his inner voice.

"Master Moxi, I don't want to pick up guests, I'm so scared."

Mo Xi's heart jumped violently, and he reached out and grabbed Liu Yu's arm, "I'll go and talk to the host..."

"It's useless." Liu Yu gently interrupted Mo Xi, he straightened up and looked at Mo Xi, and smiled at him, "You know, there will be such a day sooner or later."

Of course Mo Xi knew that even if he begged that person, there would be no other possibility except to be humiliated.

Liu Yu's smile was serene, as if with Mo Xi, he had the courage to face tomorrow.

"Look at me, it's hard to see each other and say some sad things."

Liu Yu pretended to be relaxed and smiled.

He didn't tell Mo Xi that the day he will receive guests for the first time will be tomorrow.

Looking into Mo Xi's eyes, Liu Yu didn't see the slightest contempt, only worry and distress.

That's enough.

There is one person in the world who does not despise him.

Leaning against Mo Xi's side again, Liu Yu closed her eyes and shed tears silently.

The time they spend together is limited.

Before dawn, Mo Xi was about to leave.

"Liu Yu, don't worry, I will find a way." Mo Xi's expression was a little dignified, but it was from the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to raise money to buy Liu Yu by himself.

Liu Yu agreed with a smile, and the smile didn't break until Mo Xi left.

Sitting in the room for a long time, he heard the voice of the little slave outside the door.

"My lord, it's time to wash up."

He replied, and the slaves came in, holding white gauze and various accessories, and said to him.

"Congratulations young master, the nobleman who bought the young master, invite the young master to come to the house."

In the silent night, the man hurried across the roof, his ghostly figure really deserves the name of the crow of Jinxiu Tower.

He was seriously injured, and the wound on his abdomen was still bleeding.

His consciousness was in a trance, and he couldn't stand still, like a bird that was shot, and fell down.

The moment it landed, the impact slowed down, but the wound still burst open.

Mo Xi's face was pale and dripping with cold sweat.

Clutching his wound and hiding in the shadow of the alley, he breathed slowly and calmly.

It's okay, can't die.

After this mission, he had collected three hundred gold, and should be able to redeem Liu Yu's body.

He felt cold from the loss of blood.

He tried to force himself to stand up, but his body wouldn't listen.

Mo Xi took some pills, hid in an inconspicuous corner, finally couldn't hold on, and passed out.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already a bright day.

Moxi reflexively wanted to hide in the shadows, but just as he stood up, he heard a soft voice.

"Be careful, you are seriously injured."

The author has something to say:

Liu Yu (smiling): Don't be afraid, young master, I'm fine.

Mo Xi (distressed): ...Liu Yu is really a little angel.

Su Qiao (raises hand): I want to report that someone copied my character design!

Han Jing (tilts his head): He is Moxi's little angel~

Author: Cough~ Let someone out in the next chapter~ He said that he can't wait to do something embarrassing with Moxi~ The next chapter is a bit of a mess~ Minna-sang Fu sit still~ Uh-huh~