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Under the cover of the broad green leaves, two slender figures were very close to each other.Luo Xuan caressed Jiang Mingyun's back, his waist was wrapped into the other's arms, his shoulders were tilted back, and he slightly raised his head and kissed intently.

He is embracing the sun and kissing the moon.

"...Mingyun...don't leave me..." He clutched Jiang Mingyun's skirt with his hands curled up on his chest, asking him for an oath in a begging tone.

When they returned to the private room, Meng Zhenni ate with her head down, she didn't mention adding friends anymore, but her eyes would secretly wander between him and Jiang Mingyun.

A group of people left the Pearl Tower, stood in the bustling night scene and said goodbye.

"Roy, keep in touch!" Meng Zhenna made a phone call gesture in her ear, turned around and got into the car driven by the driver.

After Meng Changping's family left, Luo Xuan let out a breath. The water vapor condensed and rose slowly under the light.

Jiang Mingyun brought him out of the mist, he hooked Jiang Mingyun's fingers, and followed him wandering on the street.The newly released war movie is quite exciting, but the frequent scene changes make people dizzy.Luo Xuan started to feel a headache in the movie theater. He fastened the seat belt of the passenger seat and leaned against the backrest. The light outside the car window flickered on and off, and he unconsciously closed his drooping eyes.

"Luo, you're home."

Someone whispered in his ear.

He raised his eyelids sleepily, and there was a blurry figure in front of him, as if covered with moist mist.With a click, the sound of the seat belt being undone, he was picked up by the waist, breathing the cold air outside the car.

"Put me down."

His tone was cold, just like the way he looked at Jiang Mingyun at this moment.

Probably because of guilt, Jiang Mingyun turned his head away and let him stand on the ground.

Deng Luoyi took a few steps back, stroked back the hair blocking his forehead, breathing heavily and slowly, and didn't know how to react for a while.After he thought about it, he shook his head and laughed angrily. After walking around, he was still beside Jiang Mingyun, and he still couldn't stay away from him.

"Do you love me?" Deng Luoyi asked.

Jiang Mingyun replied: "Yes."

Deng Luoyi punched him.

The trunk was hit, the branches trembled, and the snow fell, covering both of them.

The snow fell on Jiang Mingyun's hair, melted into cold water, and slid down the side of his nose, like tears flowing from the corner of his eyes.

Deng Luoyi tugged at Jiang Mingyun's skirt, boiling anger surged in his dark pupils, his drooping eyes were no longer innocent and pitiful, but were replaced by aloofness and coldness.Jiang Mingyun seemed to have his soul taken away, leaving only a body, which did not respond to Deng Luoyi's fury.His eyes are downcast, lashes covering the lower lids, emotion frozen in shadow.

"Jiang Mingyun! I have a mental problem. If you have sex with me, rape is not considered rape, at least it is seduced." Deng Luoyi said through gritted teeth.

Jiang Mingyun was touched, looked at Deng Luoyi with deep and beautiful eyes, opened his mouth but didn't say a word, he already felt guilty.

Deng Luoyi let out a sneer, let go of him, and slowly straightened the folds on his clothes to restore calm and elegance.

"Does it hurt?" His fingers were close to Jiang Mingyun's red and swollen cheeks, without touching, the warmth and softness were separated by a distance.

Jiang Mingyun's lips touched and parted, and the air that floated out made a weak voice, "It doesn't hurt."

"That's good."

He turned away from the villa where they lived together and told Eve on the phone that she was fired.

Jiang Mingyun supported the trunk to stand up straight, and said, "Roy, it's my fault, it has nothing to do with Eve."

"Yes! It was your fault, so I fired her."

Deng Luoyi could hardly suppress his bad emotions, he wanted to push Jiang Mingyun to the ground and beat him up, fire him, and let him go.But he can't, the new projects invested by Anli are inseparable from Jiang Mingyun, and if he can't get along with Jiang Mingyun, he can't get along with money.

He has to go back to the United States as soon as possible, the farther away from Jiang Mingyun the better.

Hilltop House, USA.

The indoor swimming pool is full of splashes and ripples, and the winter sun penetrates the glass roof, splashing golden water all over the place.The butler led several middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes to the pool and waited silently.Deng Luoyi swam back from the deep water area and stepped ashore on a ladder.The servant quickly put the bathrobe on him, and he waved his hand to let the servant back down. He tied the belt around his waist and walked towards the people waiting for him.

They called him Mr. Deng.

Deng Luoyi was sitting on the chair, squinting at the sun above him. He raised his hand and stretched out his five fingers, hiding the sun in his palm. The shadows of his fingers intertwined with the golden sunlight on his face. He closed his eyes, feeling the subtle The difference between cold and hot.

After getting enough sun, he said, "Let's talk."

These people reported one by one what happened in the field they were responsible for.

"Myron Jiang can't stay in Haicheng, transfer him to Europe."

Haicheng is connected to the past and always reminds him of a meandering river.The sound of water had sounded in his dreams many times, rushing, rushing, the river was chasing him, like a snake spitting out a letter, waking him up, making it difficult to sleep peacefully that night.

He had a strong premonition that if Jiang Mingyun stayed in Haicheng, his sub-personality—his younger brother would be out of his control.

After dealing with trivial matters accumulated over a year, Deng Luoyi went back to the old house to visit Diana.

A few years ago, Diana had a heart attack. If the assistant hadn't discovered it in time, she would have died in the president's office.After this incident, Diana, who was like a machine running at a high speed, couldn't bear it anymore, and intended to retire, handing over the position of Anli's president to Deng Luoyi.But Deng Luoyi's schizophrenia became more and more serious, and the job of being the president was put on hold.Externally, Diana Deng is still the president of Anli, but the real power of the company is already in the hands of Deng Luoyi.

"Mom, I'm planning to get married."

Diana cut off the bottom of the flower branch and put the flowers in the porcelain vase.The blond hair that was shining in her youth was completely white, and the wrinkles inevitably grew into the cracks on the old wall, but they were very shallow, and it could be seen that she had been carefully maintained in an attempt to preserve the withering years.Even though she is old, her eyes are still sharp, as if she can peel off the skin at a glance, leaving only the beating heart.She concentrated on the work at hand, with a calm face, and asked, "With whom?"

Deng Luoyi walked up to her, picked out a pink platycodon flower from the bottle, and crushed it with his fingertips, "I don't know yet, I'm looking for it."

"Don't you like Myron Jiang? Don't you marry him?" Diana raised her eyes to Deng Luoyi, examining him.

"When have I ever liked a man?"

"My child, homosexuality is not shameful." She continued to trim the flower branches, preaching word by word, "You should learn to follow your heart."

Deng Luoyi felt irritated. Diana put her career first. Since he was a child, she didn't care enough about him and often left him to the nanny, but she was self-righteous and acted like she understood him very well.

"Mom, I know what I want."

The battered lisianthus was inserted back into place by him, causing the perfectionist Diana to frown.

Deng Luoyi specially sent Jiang Mingyun an engagement invitation letter, even though he guessed that Jiang Mingyun would probably not show up.The woman's family is well-off and she graduated from a prestigious school. He has met her several times, and the most talked about topic is the prenuptial agreement.

The agreement is very detailed, including which year the child will be born and how many children will be born.

The engagement ceremony was prepared by a special person, the wine was from France, the flowers were flown in from the Netherlands, and the chef was from Italy.He signed the bill, and the tailor took his measurements and ordered the gown to be worn on the day of the ceremony.

The guests arrived one after another, and after completing the basic procedures, Deng Luoyi held a champagne glass and chatted happily with people on the terrace on the second floor.The garden can be seen from the terrace, and his occasional eye movements caught a familiar figure from behind.The black suit was crisp and gathered at the waist, with long, straight legs beneath it.The man was standing by the frozen pool, the surrounding environment was half dark, and he was leaning slightly to talk to Deng Luoyi's fiancée.There was a gentle smile on the fiancee's face, and in just a few minutes, she pinned her hair behind her ears several times, and lowered her face shyly.

"Sherley, your friend is looking for you." Deng Luoyi came to the garden.

The fiancée didn't really want to leave, but Deng Luoyi's expression was stern. She was a little afraid of him, so she reluctantly bid farewell to the person she was talking to.

There were only two people left by the pool, Jiang Mingyun turned around and approached him like an ordinary friend.Jiang Mingyun's appearance is very attractive to women, and his facial features are exquisite and three-dimensional. He is an orthodox and stunning handsome guy in the public's aesthetics. His temperament is like the pages of a book in the sun, exuding a unique fragrance of grass and trees.

Facing him, Deng Luoyi no longer had the comfort and relaxation of the past, but felt threatened instead, "What did you tell her?"

"I asked her how you were doing, Roy, I just wanted to make sure."

Before he finished speaking, Deng Luoyi said angrily: "Confirm what? Confirm that I really love her?! Confirm that I am not sick?! Jiang Mingyun, these have nothing to do with you."

A sigh came from the night, Jiang Mingyun forced a smile on his face, and the silence separated the two.

He said, "Roy, I came today to make sure you will be happy."

Deng Luoyi sat by the pool, the coldness of the stone woke him up, he covered his face, his voice was dull with pain, "Myron, don't be like this, don't be so humble. I admit that I am also responsible for what happened, if I can , I hope that never happens and we're still the same."

"I will not disturb your life anymore, I hope you will be happy."

Jiang Mingyun disappeared, and Deng Luoyi calmed down alone in the garden for a long time before slowly walking towards the brightly lit hall, where everyone was waiting for him.

"Roy, tell me the truth, what's the matter between you and Dr. Jiang?" Meng Zhenna finally caught Deng Luoyi as an order, and asked the huge question hidden in her heart.

Deng Luoyi and Jiang Mingyun kissed affectionately and affectionately, but she saw it with her own eyes. It has only been a few days, and Deng Luoyi has changed his mind?

"He and I are just ordinary friends." When mentioning Jiang Mingyun, Deng Luoyi didn't feel strange at all.

"...Ming Yun...don't leave me..."

The crescent moon in the sky was like a hook, the cold made Deng Luoyi shiver suddenly, and opened his eyes.There was horror in his eyes, panting quickly, and withdrew his hand holding the iron door.Body temperature was crazily lost through the thin pajamas, and his senses became dull. He spread his hands in front of his eyes, and looked at the closed door and the empty road outside.

If there is no such door, he will run out.

His dear brother, always with him, in the same body.