I decided to give up on you

Lin Jian pulled out the hand that was tightly held by Gu Moshen, and said calmly, "As long as you have the heart, it's up to you."

More than ten years later, Lin Jian's tone of letting go of Gu Moshen's temperament still hasn't changed. Gu Moshen is probably accustomed to him. Whether it's good or bad, Lin Jian will let him go. He knows it's wrong, but Lin Jian Jane still doesn't care, Gu Moshen only likes that Lin Jian doesn't talk too much, and doesn't care about him.

No matter how late he comes back from outside, he must leave the light on when he gets home. No matter how wild his heart is now, Lin Jian will not say a word. Maybe this is what he likes about Lin Jian. At that moment, Gu Moshen took hold of Lin Jian's hand again, a icy coldness flashed in his eyes, dissatisfied with Lin Jian's sudden withdrawal of his hand.

He touched the knuckles of Lin Jian's fingers carefully one by one and said, "Aren't you satisfied? It's because I'm outside. Don't worry, I will break it. It's just that I need time. Let's go, little Jane." Let's watch a movie, I haven't seen it in a long time."

A trace of surprise flashed in Lin Jian's eyes. That Gu Moshen, who is all over me, would break up with his little lover because of his expression. To be honest, he didn't believe it, because Gu Moshen had never loved him before. In his heart, only the person who has gone to heaven is the white moonlight in his heart, and his eyelashes tremble slightly.

There was a touch of tenderness in his tone and he said, "Let's do it another day, I'm a little tired recently."

Speaking of Lin Jian got up from him and went to the bedroom, his behavior made Gu Moshen very upset, he lowered his posture and patiently said something he liked to hear, but he still didn't appreciate it He grabbed Lin Jian's hand and pushed him against the wall.

The coldness and iciness in his eyes made Lin Jian feel a little frightened, here he came again, he was going to hit him again, Lin Jian thought to herself and closed her eyes trying not to look at his terrifying expression, Gu Moshen took his Cold lips kissed his neck.

The tone was full of dissatisfaction and coldness, "I said that I broke up with that person, what dissatisfaction do you still have, Lin Jian, don't challenge my patience."

There was a slight pain in the neck, and Lin Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly. The pain made him vaguely remember the boy, who was somewhat similar to him when he was a teenager. His expression and tone were exactly the same as he did back then. Lin Jian didn't know. Is he like himself or Lin Dan? With such a resemblance, Lin Jian can only think that Gu Moshen is looking for similarities in him.

I am not the white moonlight in his heart, there is no place where he exists, that kind of resemblance can only be missing the person who has already gone to heaven, Lin Jian tried to push away the person who pushed herself against the wall, the eyes were full of tears. His grievance at the moment can be clearly seen in the water and light, Lin Jian's eyes are a little sore, and they are so red that they are about to cry.

He was so wronged that his voice became trembling and a little hoarse, "Mo Shen, I don't care what you do outside, and I won't bother if you bring someone home. I just beg you not to make trouble in front of me."

Gu Moshen listened to his words and suddenly let go of the hand that had been tightly holding him. He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and said with an extremely cold expression, "Do you have the right to ask me? You don't have the right to ask me. Just like when I begged you to save Lin Dan, did you give me a glimmer of hope?"

Lin Jian's heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed by something, and it hurt terribly. This was the topic Lin Jian was most afraid of. He was most afraid that Gu Moshen would mention Lin Dan to him. It wasn't that he would not save him, but that Lin Dan didn't want him. Bone marrow, not only because there is no money for bone marrow transplantation, but also because Lin Dan no longer wants to endure the pain that is brought to her every day.