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The current boyfriend talked to an uninformed third party, but the culprit and the focus of all this did not have the courage to be present.At the end of the audience, it turned out that Mo Quan came over to comfort the crying Zhang Miya.The two onlookers felt that they had encountered the weirdest thing in their lives.

Zhang Miya really couldn't believe that she had an opponent, even if she had an opponent, she was still a man, a man who had saved her.

Under such circumstances, Mo Quan still finished his work seriously.Get home on time.It was as if, he was a bystander of all these things, he could look coldly at will, no matter what kind of disaster would befall him.

In the evening, he went back to his home on Baiping Street.He knew Le Tiantian, and he didn't even need to look up to know that the family members were back and waiting for him.

He entered the door, as usual: "Are you back?"

Le Tian sat decadently by the bed in the bedroom, his eyes awakened from the potted plants carefully cultivated by Mo Quan on the window sill.At this moment, he saw the plain face of the returnee, and there was a surge of magma in his chest.He spent the whole morning hesitating to whom to admit his mistakes, feeling afraid to provoke the girl who was as fragile as a porcelain vase.He spent the whole afternoon working on the manuscript, and there was a surge of magma in his chest. He wanted to say everything he wanted to say for so long. He wanted to explain clearly that he really couldn't control his liking for girls. He wanted to say that he was very Thank you, and I'm sorry Mo Quan.

He opened his mouth and didn't speak for a long time. He grabbed a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He took a puff of the cigarette and swam through the scarred lungs and the past that suddenly became hazy.

He had a lot to say, and he wanted to ask Mo Quan if he hated him, an unqualified but confident guy.In front of Mo Quan, he seems to be used to being an emperor, an emperor who ravages/ravages those who care for him wantonly and has no scruples.Now that the emperor's corrupt behavior is fully exposed, he took off his yellow robe and returned to the little transparency he used to be.

He really had a lot to say, after a cigarette was lingered, his cold lips opened stiffly, and he said, "Let's...break up."

It was probably too late to say what I should have said when I met Zhang Miya three years ago.

After hearing what he said, Mo Quan turned and walked into the kitchen.

Le Tiantian felt that he was still angry after all, so he was an angry person.

But when Mo Quan walked into the kitchen, he didn't escape like Le Tian, ​​but boiled a pot of water and brewed a pot of tea, light tea, Tieguanyin without bitterness.He handed it to Le Tiantian: "You should calm down and say what you want to say slowly."

Le Tiantian was almost humiliated in anger for a moment, he was shocked by this person's meticulousness, he couldn't help but smashed the teacup aside, splashing hot water on his hands.He said, "Can't you understand human language?!"

"Le Yutian, I know everything about you." Mo Quan was calm, calmer than ever, "You are looking for a sense of security and presence in this society. But in front of me, you really don't need it. If you treat me I will absolutely believe you even if you lie, I thought you could find what you want in this way."

"Mo Quan!" Le Tian felt that such words were like a foolish and loyal servant. He didn't know whether Mo Quan really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, "What is the relationship between us?"

"in love."

Le Tiantian laughed "chi": "To be honest, for so many years, I didn't think we were in a relationship at all. You raised me like a mother, and no one around knew about our relationship, and they didn't even dare to let me know. People know and think we are monsters. Sometimes I think of it, I am still happy every day without you, and I am still Mo Quan after you leave me. It makes no difference whether we are together or not. Have you ever thought about what we will do in the future? The old-fashioned family proves the relationship, how can we live like other families? Mo Quan, I can't find anything to prove our connection..."

As if the channel had been dredged, Le Tiantian finally spoke out what was in his heart. He finally wanted to speak out honestly. He was glad that Mo Quan was an emotionless machine.

He was a little sad, and when these words came out of his mouth, he became more convinced of them.After much deliberation, Mo Quan's greatest meaning to him was to let him go out in his name to bluff and cheat, which brought him a lot of benefits.

Thinking about it again, I was spoiled by Mo Quan, and I used violence to vent on Mo Quan no matter how irritable or excited... Why is this behavior?Happy day, what are you doing!He is a young master, a schoolmaster, and a handsome little brother. He has everything you don't have. You and him are like clouds. What capital do you have to insult him?

However, Mo Quan stood by Le Tian's side.

Mo Quan wants to answer Le Tiantian's question "What can we use to prove our connection?".

He calmly knelt in front of Le Tian, ​​at the same height as him.

Le Yutian, five years, ever since you intervened in my life, I have used my greatest courage to understand you.I know you love me—even you don't know it, but you don't realize that you've inadvertently lived like Moser.

You're not at fault for torturing me, it's my unspeakable perversion, only violence reminds me that I'm still alive.Calm is like announcing "painlessness" to people like me who live with pain.You and I are clearly on the same road, and I am also a person who has had no sense of security since I was a child.

What justifies our fragile, vulnerable, almost invisible relationship?

"Use your body." Mo Quan hugged Le Tiantian's head, and kissed him deeply, using a language that only the two of them could understand.

Le Tiantian was frightened, and almost fell into Mo Quan's trap if he didn't pay attention, which was a quagmire for keeping people.

He pushed Mo Quan away with all his strength, and despite the popular names of "little brother" and "Tian brother", he was just a humble little commoner.

"Really, Mo Quan, forget it." You go to be your glamorous and powerful young master, why waste your precious life in the hands of a bastard like me.

Summer nights always do not dissipate heat, and it is as hot as noon.Le Tiantian had already reached the door, and he returned the key Mo Quan gave him to Mo Quan.

"Music Yutian."

Unlike usual, in this illusory relationship, when Le Tiantian loved Zhang Miya the most, they never said breakup, which is a word used for lovers.Now it is said.

Le Tian didn't seem to hear Mo Quan calling him, and went out in a daze.He wanted to say "we will still be brothers in the future", but then he remembered that for Mo Quan who has no brothers, a brother is no different from a boyfriend.So he closed the door silently.He really admired it, but also didn't understand how this machine Mo Quan could remain absolutely calm in the end. Anyway, he was happy to be a mortal and couldn't do it.

He always felt that he had to go to the little fan's house, to apologize, to explain, to analyze his depressed inner world as usual.

He was sitting in a taxi, the phone vibrated, it was a call from a little fan.He eagerly picked it up: "Hello..."

……

Mo Quan is used to being alone in the house left by his brother, with the lights off, looking at pictures of his brother.

He didn't want to sleep in the living room today. He was a little tired and rubbed his messy long hair. He missed the soft bed in the bedroom.He closed the door, but suddenly lost feeling in his feet, without support.

The black hole under his ribs stirred wildly, ten times and a hundred times more violently than before. He clutched the black hole and slowly fell to the ground.I saw the brilliance flowing in front of my eyes, my heart was piercing, and my limbs were trembling.Suddenly, I felt that my internal organs were all being mixed in by the black hole, and my bones, blood, skin, and flesh were all being torn and disintegrated.

don't go!He looked at the back of his brother who was going away in front of him.The rays of light that passed by my brother turned into ashes and scattered on him.

He only felt that he was returning to his ancestors like lightning and flint, his teeth were so empty that he needed to bite the flesh, he was an ancient beast with blue face and fangs, his whole body was tense, as if the building was about to collapse and buried him.

There was only the sound of body caressing in the room. He pressed the terrifying black hole, bit his arm, and bit out little blood-stained butterflies on his arm with his weird, sharp canine teeth.His mind is still there, but his body is out of control.

It hurts, it hurts.Not heart-wrenching, but annoying, endless lint.He can't remember why he exists in this world, because no one needs him anymore.He was tortured to the point of collapse by that black hole, and suddenly, his numb hands fumbled for the buckle on the belt, and the short blade he pulled out/pulled out with a "chuss" reflected his brother's face.

Moze once laughed at his younger brother: "My younger brother is a hedgehog with thorns growing on his belly."

Fang Yuzhao got off the car, asked Xiao Ma to wait for him, and went upstairs humming a song.Seeing that the lights in Mo Quan's house were on, his eyes lit up.

He took out the key with a "squeak" - it was the key that Quan Shao knew and Fang Yuzhao assigned privately.Open the door, the living room is still dark.

"Master Quan, my Young Master Quan, isn't it boring to be alone at home?" He stepped forward to knock on the bedroom door, laughing wretchedly: "Hey, you are at home alone and still close the bedroom door, what are you doing!"

"Papa" knocked twice pretending to be polite, but no one responded.Anyway, Fang Yuzhao's knock on the door was just a formality, and he had the guts to trespass without responding.Reaching out to open the door, the door seemed to be blocked.

He only felt that he stepped on the water, and felt strange.Looking down, the light from the bedroom proved that it wasn't water. For a while, he didn't dare to guess what it was, so he ran to turn on the light in the living room, and looked back - he stepped on a series of bloodstains!