The tyrant and his petite flower

Chen Moyun opened his eyes, looking at Xiao Mu in surprise.

I only heard him groan, and his eyes were full of sadness.

Xiao Mu withdrew his hands, and gently helped him take off the wet shirt and put it on the shelf.

Chen Moyun opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Be careful, I'll turn on the Yuba for you." Xiao Mu turned around and backed out, took a clean bath towel from the living room, and hung it on the shelf for him.

Sitting in the living room, Xiao Mu half-closed his eyes and lay on his back on the sofa. Chen Moyun's reaction just now made him feel distressed for no reason.

It turned out that he was with himself, just enduring silently.

His intimacy is a burden to Ah Mo.

It's all his fault that he didn't consider Ah Mo's feelings first, but just wanted to approach, touch, and hug him.

But he forgot that once the emotional balance is out of balance and tilted a lot to one side, it will be difficult to maintain a relationship of equality.

He used too much force, so Ah Mo would feel that he couldn't bear it.

Even though he could turn a blind eye to the nostalgia in Ah Mo's eyes, he couldn't watch him suffer like this.

So when Chen Moyun came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Xiao Mu opened his mouth softly: "Ah Mo, I have something to tell you."

Chen Moyun had a premonition that he was going to say something bad, so he made mental preparations in advance, frowned and organized his words: "Xiao Mu, I'm sorry."

"I'm not sorry." Xiao Mu's eyes were very sincere. When he looked at Chen Moyun, his eyes were slightly bright. The kind of light made people feel that there was nothing to hide, like the moonlight shining on the window, which was clear and thin. A layer of white.

"You don't love me." Xiao Mu whispered, "You just don't love me, and you haven't done anything wrong."

His words were full of panic, and Chen Moyun's heart ached when he heard them.

The boy who was as gentle as the white moonlight in the past, the boy he dared not approach, the boy he worshiped as a god, now loves him so humbly, but he is not satisfied.

What exactly is this for.

He really doesn't know.

Isn't love a life that makes people feel at ease and comfortable? Why did Xiao Mu give him peace of mind and comfort.But he still felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something.

He never knew what love was all about.

"A lot of things have happened during this time. My mind is very messed up now." Chen Moyun's hair was not dry just after washing, two or three drops of water dripped on his arms, and the cold feeling made him wake up a lot.

"I'll wait for you to figure it out." Xiao Mu looked at him with a smile, "No matter what your final choice is, I will always be by your side."

Chen Moyun hoarse: "Okay."

Xiao Mu raised the corners of his lips and smiled, with a sense of loneliness in his smile.

After saying these words, Chen Moyun only felt that it was very difficult to face him.

"It's getting late, you should go to rest quickly." He took the changed clothes, threw them into the washing machine, and then lay on his back on the bed.

He felt very tired, his head was groggy, and he fell asleep after a while.

He had a dream.

Dreamed of a man standing on the other side of the river looking at him, his face was blurred, and the fog passed through his neck.

He heard the man calling his name, and Asuka was startled.

So he wanted to wade through the water and get closer to see who it was.

But the river was deep and icy cold, and as soon as he stepped out, he fell into the endless abyss.

The world was black, and the blackness as deep as the ocean enveloped his whole body.

The light faded away, and the sound also disappeared.

The world is suffocatingly quiet.

Chen Moyun woke up from the struggle, and raised his hand to touch the sweat on his forehead.

Turning his neck, his head seemed not as heavy as yesterday.

He picked up the thermometer and measured his temperature, and sure enough, the fever had subsided.

An An ordered takeaway and asked him to eat together.

Chen Moyun brushed his teeth, and left without changing his pajamas.

The boiled fish that An An ordered was too spicy, which made him cough uncontrollably.

I took out a tissue and covered my mouth, tears almost fell down after coughing.

"An'an, I want to go to Xinjiang."

He lowered his head and picked a piece of spicy millet, his tone as if he was describing a very ordinary thing.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to Xinjiang again?"

"I didn't go there before. I want to see it, maybe I can figure out some things after I go there."

"Well, go. Just remember to come back." An An lowered her head and clamped a piece of meat, lowered her eyes and said, "Xiao Mu and I will wait for you."

After Xiao Mu found out, he also agreed: "Just go and relax."

He checked online, and it was still snowing in Altay this month.The world is pure white.

An An and Xiao Mu saw him off at the airport the next day. Chen Moyun put his hand in the pocket of his black windbreaker, stood at the security checkpoint and waved at them.

Xiao Mu's eyes were lingering, as if a heavy snowfall was brewing.

He turned and left and didn't look back until he got on the plane.

Paris France.

The show is very gorgeous, and the opening is a very magical performance.

An angel descending from the sky, its wings are shining with silver gray.

A huge shadow was cast on the wall, and the figure of a hot woman appeared.

There was thunderous applause, and Taylor stepped out on the spotlight, holding the microphone and singing on the side of the stage.

Yuan Jie clapped his hands and said, "The treble is sweet and the mid-range is crisp. Taylor Swift's voice is still as good as ever."

Xiao Sheng sat beside him with a blank expression, tapping his fingers on his knees, rhythmically unconsciously.

At that time, I was not interested in listening to music, let alone looking at my legs.

Confused for a long time, he looked down and saw Xiao Sheng's hands and Yuan Jie's intertwined and placed on his knees, as if they were familiar with each other for many years.

He remembered that he had hardly held hands with Chen Moyun. He used to worry about gains and losses. He thought selfishly that as long as Chen Moyun stayed by his side, it would be fine.

Patiently finished watching the show, only Yuan Jie watched it with great interest, and he was smiling when he returned.

Xiao Sheng was a little unhappy, and kept silent with a gloomy face.

But no one could tell that he was unhappy, because he didn't usually smile much.

Yuan Shi was forcefully stuffed with a wave of dog food, walked beside Yuan Shi, stared at him and asked him: "I still don't understand why you want to be with this dead man."

"I don't understand either." Yuan Jie twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "But why do you have to understand. People only have this life, so just do whatever you want."

The words were rough and the reasoning was rough, but at this moment, Yuanshi listened to his heart.

Immediately, he stood where he was and took out his mobile phone, and inquired about the number of flights to fly back tomorrow. It is impossible to go directly, and the only way is to transfer through Hong Kong.

He got on the plane in the early morning of the next day and returned home one day earlier than originally planned.

I transferred a flight at Hong Kong International Airport, and when I flew to Guangzhou, I was forced to stop due to the weather. When the plane hovered above the clouds, the wings vibrated violently due to the impact of the airflow.

Everyone in the cabin began to panic, and the stewardess' sweet voice sounded, but it didn't have any soothing effect.

Yuanshi looked out of the window and silently clenched his fists while sitting on the seat.

At this moment of life and death, he could only think of Chen Moyun's face in his mind.

It took a bumpy day to reach the destination smoothly.

When going through the security check, Yuan Shi conveniently put his phone in his pocket.Before he left, Yuan Shi asked him to check in some things at the airline, so Yuan Shi walked to the window of the ticket office and ran to ask where the luggage was.

When I went to the ticket office, I passed the security checkpoint and saw someone checking tickets.

Yuan Shi took a hasty glance, and a black figure drifted away from his peripheral vision, and he hurried away without having time to take a closer look at who it was.

After finishing his work, he took a taxi directly to the Rose Mansion, changed his clothes, and took a shower.

Yuan Shi took a deep breath and decided to call Lin Jing first.

As a result, I dialed the number several times but no one answered. I was so impatient at the time.He simply ran to the place where Chen Moyun lived.

He wants to ask Chen Moyun personally, in fact, you also like me, right?

I don't know why he is always in a hurry, the kind of urgency that can't be delayed for a second, obviously Chen Moyun is in the same city as him, but he seems to be unable to catch it no matter what, he panics for no reason.

When I arrived at the place where he lived, Yuanshi was running upstairs. When I was standing at the door, I could still see the small crack on the wall when he knocked on the door. Yuanshi took a deep breath and knocked on the door forcefully. , with a low voice: "Chen Moyun."

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking through the door, Yuan Shi was so nervous that he closed his eyes and began to breathe rapidly.

"Actually, I..." Watching the door open, Yuan Shi's words stopped at the beginning, because the person who walked out was Cheng An'an, not Chen Moyun.

"Where's Chen Moyun?" Yuanshi pushed her away and walked in, looked around, and called out, "Chen Moyun."

Cheng Anan looked at him impatiently, and stood at the door with folded arms: "I'll give you ten seconds to get out of here quickly, or I'll sue you for trespassing."

"Where did Chen Moyun go? I have something to do with him." Yuanshi picked up Cheng Anan's collar and looked at her with a frown.

"Does it have something to do with you?" Cheng Anan raised his eyebrows, opened his hand, and responded to him with fierce eyes without any politeness.

"Tell me, where is he?" Yuan Shi let go of his hand and glanced at the opposite door, "Is he on the opposite side?"

Seeing that Yuan Shi was about to rush to the opposite side to find someone again, An An had no choice but to tell the truth: "Don't look for him, he's gone. He's not here."

"Then where is he?"

Cheng Anan glanced at the time and said, "Even if I tell you, it's useless, because he got on the plane three hours ago, and he should be there soon."

"I went to find him, where did he go?" Yuan Shi pinched his palm, he was also at the airport three hours ago, if he came back a little earlier, he would probably be able to meet Chen Moyun's people.

"Don't bother Yuan Shi." Cheng Anan smiled, "He said he would never forgive you."

"Impossible. He also cares about me." Yuan Shi was copying his pockets, remembering what his brother said, he had a feeling that Chen Moyun must have him in his heart.

"Let me advise you, if you really love him, give him freedom." Cheng Anan narrowed his eyes, "You killed Uncle Chen, and you still have the face to say you love him. Have you ever thought about his feelings? Can you bear it?" Do you see him suffering in his heart?"

He froze in place, yes, he never thought about it.

He has done so many wrong things, Chen Moyun has silently sentenced him to death.

Even if Chen Moyun forgave himself, his grandma would not forgive him, and neither would Uncle Chen.

All the love and hate have separated so many lives and deaths, which has made it impossible for them to return to the starting point and start again.

The author has something to say: Riwan in his lifetime is finally coming, and there will be another update in the afternoon. (???????)