string sound dream lovesickness

Pei Yunxuan put Jing Yue away before he sighed, and Jing Yue's expression was indeed much calmer: "Jing Yue always takes everything on himself, and that's what makes Yuan Nian more painful. You've also seen these years, The appearance of the first year made many people have dirty thoughts. The secret room was dark and red, and there were all kinds of... that kind of supplies everywhere. Speaking of which, you must know what is going on here. During those three months, they resisted so much that they frantically injected him with hallucinogens to make him submit psychologically. Fortunately, the big man wanted to see Yuan Nian's obedience, and only thought that Yuan Nian was him. The thing in his palm did not really violate Yuan Nian. Otherwise, even if we rescued Yuan Nian, he would not live."

"I, why have I never heard of it..." Mo Qingxian said with a pale face and trembling lips.

"In my heart, Yuan Nian is the least likely to fall in love with a man." Pei Yunxuan raised his head and took a breath before continuing: "When I was in Beijing, I only thought that Yuan Nian would be very close to you, but I never thought that But you will develop into this kind of relationship. I always thought it was my illusion. In the first two years when I came back, whenever someone met him, he would throw people out excitedly. He could only sleep for a few hours every day. I didn’t sleep for a few days. I have been working crazily, studying and practicing martial arts, like a tireless robot. Those two years were really the most difficult time..."

"Ah Yuan never contacted me in those two years." Mo Qingxian endured the throbbing pain in his head, and his painful stomach twitched like a spasm, making him want to vomit. "I never knew that Ah Yuan had suffered so much. I thought his return to Shanghai must be smooth, but I was too naive..."

"I should thank you, Young Master Lin." Pei Yunxuan suddenly bowed to Mo Qingxian solemnly, and Mo Qingxian got up from the sofa immediately in fright: "Uncle Pei, what are you doing, I should thank you That's right."

"No, I also understand that if it wasn't for you these few years, I don't know what the situation in Yuan Nian is now." Pei Yunxuan looked at Mo Qingxian and shook his head before continuing: "During the few years you have been here, Yuan Nian has never I have been sick. Because of you, the illness in the first year was under control. Although it didn’t get better, at least it didn’t get worse. When he went to Beijing overnight to celebrate your birthday, I knew that you were different in the first year. more important than himself."

"I insisted that Ah Yuan like me. Originally, he should have a beautiful wife." Mo Qingxian wiped the tears on his face, looked at Pei Yunxuan with a deep nasal voice, and said in a low tone: "But I like Ah so much. Yuan, I can't stand him liking someone else. Whether you blame me or hate me, I don't regret it, I will always stay by Yuan's side."

"This is something that was decided in the first year. It's useless even if we oppose it. All we can do is accept it." Pei Yunxuan pinched the bridge of his nose. The whole day was too much trouble for him, and he couldn't take it anymore. "He met Cao Pan today, and I don't know what they said. In the first year, his mood fluctuated a lot. He has worked hard for the current situation for too long, and he has endured it for too long. When it comes to the last moment... That's the more difficult it is."

"A Yuan needs to rest, Brother Yanxi, can you prescribe some medicine for A Yuan?" Mo Qingxian spoke to Xu Yanxi after thinking for a long time, his tone was firm but still with some tentative intentions.

"Although I really want to promise you, I can't do that." Xu Yanxi looked at Mo Qingxian helplessly: "If you don't see the result, you won't rest in the first year. If I force him to rest with medicine, I will only Making him more irritable will only make his condition worse."

"Why is this happening? Could it be that people who really deserve to be treated with tenderness will always be forgotten by the world?" Mo Qingxian's heart's sorrow was all piled up in his eyes, he slightly raised his head and his clear face was a little bit disapproving "Evil people continue to live well, and kind people are still struggling in hell. I hate this world, and I also hate myself. I am too weak."

Except for sighs and silence, no one could say anything, and what Mo Qingxian said was too calm but made people sadder.