The road to death of the thesis case

Falling, falling, pitch black, without everything... The copywriter felt that he had fallen into the deep sea, his limbs were powerless, as if something was pulling him down, he could only open his eyes and look around in a daze, without focus.Bubbles rose to the surface of the water and disappeared before the eyes. Such water is beautiful, dangerous, and full of unknowns.

The corner of the copywriter's mouth curled up, and he closed his eyes, so it's all right...

"Hmm..." The copywriter's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes. His pupils changed from dilated to focused, and everything changed from blurred to clear.The ticking sound of the hanging bottle is very loud in the small space, and there is a kind of hollowness.The orchids on the window sill are brilliant, yet ironic.

The copywriter pulled out the needle and let the blood drip out and slide down, staining the white tiles.The tiles were a bit cold, and the copywriter couldn't help shrinking his toes. He hadn't landed for a long time, and his legs were a little soft.The wide hospital gown was hung on the copywriter, his slightly long hair covered his eyes, his pale skin could vaguely see the blood vessels beating, but it didn't look feminine, and the copywriting was so thin that it seemed to be floating away.The copywriter walked into the bathroom, looked at the young man inside, and twitched the corners of his lips, revealing a wicked smile.

"You're not well yet, what are you running for?" The tall and strong man walked in, grabbing the copywriter's wrist, Lu Mo was a little stunned, when did he get so thin?

The long hair fell down, covering the eyes, and Lu Mo couldn't see the expression of the copywriter clearly for a while. "What are you doing? You know I'm busy, but you still make trouble."

The copywriter raised his head with a calm expression, "No one is begging you, Lu Mo." Lu Mo was stunned, "Then don't do this, do you know how much trouble it has caused me?"

The copywriter shook off his hand, walked to the bed, and leaned against the head of the bed, "Huh? Lu Mo, let's break up."

Lu Mo's face turned cold, "What kind of tricks are you playing again? Passionate? I really shouldn't overestimate you."

The copywriter looked out the window, and a few sparrows were chirping together, as if they were joining in the fun. The outside world is beautiful.He brushed the ends of his hair, and casually looked at Lu Mo, "I don't love you anymore."

Prosperity corresponds to the young man's face, Lu Mo suddenly remembered their first meeting, it was so beautiful at that time...

Without waiting for his response, he met Lu Mo's eyes with bare feet.Lu Mo knew that the copywriting seemed casual, but the light in his eyes told him that he was serious, more serious than ever.

"I'll take your money away, and I'll charge you a little tip." The copywriter brushed past Lu Mo, took out 1000 yuan from his black wallet, and smiled seductively, "Oh, by the way, it's in the wallet." This photo of him is pretty good, he looks like a dog."

With a light flick, the wallet fell to the ground and bounced to Lu Mo's feet, "Thank you for your hospitality."

"Copywriting!" A suppressed roar came from behind the young man's ears. The young man turned his face and raised the corners of his mouth, "Have you heard enough?"

"Tsk, I didn't expect that, didn't you beg him like a slut?" The man was leaning against the wall of the hospital, his black clothes were in strong inverse ratio to the white of the hospital, but he didn't seem to have any sense of disobedience.

"You still exude a charming fragrance." The copywriter stretched out his finger to caress the tear mole at the corner of his eye, and stuck out his tongue to lick the bright red lips, like a seductress.

The man's breathing became heavier, and he went up to hook the boy's chin, and Hawkeye met his seductive peach eyes, "Don't force me"

The copywriting ticked off the man's sunglasses, "Xu Xuan, I know you're here for business, I don't have time to play with you, and you won't come to me when you're bored... Enjoy, fish, water, love, enjoy ?”

The juvenile's sweet breath intertwined with the man's strong hormones, like sweet wine.

Xu Xuan put down his hands and leaned against the wall with disdain, "You're still as cheap as ever."

The copywriter played with the sunglasses and said "Thank you for the compliment" indifferently

Xu Xuan clenched his fists, "Boss let me come and see you"

The copywriter was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth that had just been raised drooped again, "Thank him for helping me." The voice was muffled, with a strong nasal sound.

Thank you, I am not attached, but... I really can't face you.

There is only a glimmer of light in the dark room, and the man is holding a photo "copywriter..."

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