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Can't forget.

Can not forget.

Many times, the appearance of An Xiao when she was dying, that heartbreaking appearance, would lightly surface in He Zhu's memory.

The slightly curly hair had lost all luster and was piled messily on both sides of the pillow.

The full forehead became particularly prominent, but the cheeks were deeply sunken.

The originally beautiful face has already disappeared bit by bit along with her vitality.

Her eyes are always wet｜泡｜泡, as if she has been crying.

Her breathing was intermittent all the time, fearing that it would be like a candle in the wind, which would go out at any moment.

But even when she became ill like that, she was still sober and gentle.

"Wan Zhi, after Mom is gone, you can follow Dad back to He's house." She stretched out her dry and slender hand to gently caress his cheek, which soon fell down overwhelmed. "In that family, there is an older brother, a grandpa, and a new mother. They all love you and take good care of you."

lie.

lie.

It's all self-defeating lies.

Mingming's mother has always been very clear that there is no place for him in the world other than this home with only two people.

He stared at the red eyes, raised his head blankly and bewildered, outside the window, there was a dove flying to the blue sky at dusk with a whirring sound, its pure white wings passing by the gorgeous clouds, like blooming flowers of mourning.

He Zhu struggled to wake up.

I was still in the spacious, almost empty white living room of Yan Rongqiu's house.

On the coffee table in front of him, a small medicine bottle with a bright red circular logo was staring at him coldly.

So a heart sank heavily again, and it kept falling, never reaching the bottom.It was like falling from a high place into an abyss, and the sense of powerlessness and despair surrounding him tightly surrounded him again.

Yan Rongqiu will be the same as her mother——

He Zhu put away his thoughts and forbade himself to think any more.

As if in an instant, he suddenly became convinced that all the good and good things he loved would eventually leave him.But it is clear that he has never obtained a lot, and he has no extravagant hope for more.

He only wanted Yan Rongqiu, as long as he was alone was enough.

With Yan Rongqiu in front of his eyes, he couldn't see anything else.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

A heavy cough suddenly came from the next bedroom, which startled He Zhu, and almost reflexively stood up from the sofa, and rushed to open the door.

In the mist-like light of the night lamp, Yan Rongqiu lay on the bed curled up in pain.He was already thin and slender, so he looked more and more like a weak and childish half-grown child.He is white, and the quilt is also white, and when the two whites meet, only the jet-black hair and eyebrows can make people recognize his location immediately.

He Zhu just stepped in with his front foot, but he hesitated with his back foot.Because, he smelled a faint scent slowly spreading in the air, it was very faint, but it was extremely fragrant and extremely sweet, it was unimaginable that there was such a sweet and alluring smell in the world.

He will never remember it wrong, this is Yan Rongqiu's pheromone - unlike ordinary people who can accurately describe the specific smell, his is just plain sweet and sweet, not only on the sensory level, but can almost penetrate the depths of the soul go.

Just like the manna in the Bible, when Moses and the group of Israelites led by him were about to starve to death, Jesus sent down the spiritual food of life from heaven, which was sweeter than honey and whiter than the first snow. To be able to deny this existence is almost tantamount to God giving the Gospel.

Neither can He Zhu.

Not only could he not, he would still be deeply attracted by the mana, and his whole body and mind were clamoring wildly, wanting to encroach and monopolize the owner of the mana.

Biting his lips desperately, only the tingling can keep him awake.He Zhu raised his hand tremblingly, and reached for Yan Rongqiu's forehead. As soon as his fingertips touched it, he felt hot and sweaty, and his cheeks were also hot, so hot that He Zhu's heart was about to twitch.However, once the information gland ataxia occurs, the patient can only rely on slow-release drugs to survive, and others are powerless.

A cold towel was wrung out, and He Zhu wiped his face for him, and then applied an ice patch, but he saw big tears constantly oozing from under Yan Rongqiu's eyelashes. Did not find him crying.

Probably in this world, apart from He Zhu, no one else would believe that people like Yan Rongqiu would cry too.It's just that he didn't want to make a sound when he cried, arched his thin and bony back, and clenched his white silver teeth, both forbearance and hatred, as if he was fighting hard against something invisible.

Still the same as when I was a child.

While helping him wipe away the tears, He Zhu thought silently while looking at the Bawang hair growth liquid neatly placed on the bedside table.

Back then, after He Mingcheng took him back to the He family from the orphanage, he never expected that he would meet Yan Rongqiu again at a social dinner—of course, he wasn't allowed to attend, it was just when he was playing alone in the courtyard , Through the brightly lit window, I saw Yan Rongqiu running out clutching his head.

The little fat man turned out to be a child of the Yan family?

He was a little lost and a little sad, but he was more excited and happy in his heart.

Quietly following Yan Rongqiu, he climbed up to the tree in the yard without anyone noticing, planning to jump down suddenly later, so as to give him a big surprise.

But for some reason, Yan Rongqiu, who was always serious and aloof, wrinkled his chubby face and sat on the stone chair under the tree, wiping away his tears aggrievedly.

Although the little fat man cried silently, he looked down from the tree and felt sad along with him. He couldn't help laughing when he heard the little fat man muttering "I don't want to be bald". .

Hmm... Looking at it from this angle, it seems that the hair is a little short...

However, he doesn't care less.Even if Yan Rongqiu has lost a single hair, he still thinks he is amiable and cute, a little fat man who can be a martial arts hero to save the beauty, and who can play and sing.

Thinking of this, he jumped down from the tree, wanting to make a handsome and chic appearance in front of the other party——

"Boom!"

Before he could stand still, Yan Rongqiu slammed him down to the ground.

I haven't seen him for a year. The little fat man is a little taller and thinner, showing a faintly delicate outline.But on the contrary, the person is also haggard a lot, not as white and fat as before, and his complexion is ruddy and shiny.

After glaring at him fiercely, Yan Rongqiu quickly ran away without looking back.

Can't remember who he is at all.

Up to now, it doesn't matter to He Zhu whether he remembers or forgets.It turned out that he had always cared about it, and even resented why Yan Rongqiu remembered everything, but he chose to completely remove everything about him—including the most important promise—from his memory.But now, he only hopes that Yan Rongqiu can get better, as long as Yan Rongqiu is safe and healthy, he can pay any price.

After touching Yan Rongqiu's forehead, in just 10 minutes, the ice patch was completely warmed up.He Zhu was secretly startled, and after peeling it off, he planned to change it immediately, but just as he was about to get up, his wrist was grabbed.

Yan Rongqiu's palm was so hot.

In the thin light, Yan Rongqiu slowly opened his eyes.

His consciousness is obviously still fuzzy and chaotic, but those eyes are incredibly bright.

Almost like a cat's eyes in the dark, with a radiant light.

"Don't go..."

In Yan Rongqiu's hoarse voice, there is a compelling sweetness

"I'm so sad...can you... hug me..."

He Zhu hesitated for a moment, bent down, stretched out his arms and gently hugged him.

Even through the quilt, one could feel the scorching heat emanating from the thin body inside.

The next moment, Yan Rongqiu's warm arms slowly climbed up and hugged his waist tightly.

"You smell so good..." Yan Rongqiu muttered, hugging him even tighter with abnormal strength, and the slightly moist sweet breath leaked out from between his lips.

"Who are you...?" Yan Rongqiu stared at him with scorching eyes, his dazed expression seemed to be possessed by some kind of demon.

He Zhu didn't speak - he couldn't speak, and couldn't move at all.

It was as if Yan Rongqiu had held him hostage.

All the senses of the whole body were concentrated in the pair of soft and slender arms around the waist, and the sweet smell of pheromones became more and more intense.

On the black dial between the wrists, the dark green value is beating crazily, as if it is on the verge of breaking down——

In this case, the high-strength targeted inhibitors are no longer effective, and his various indexes are changing rapidly, revealing his essence in an extremely honest manner.

Extremely oppressive, lustful, and extremely greedy in nature.

"Why are you so good-looking..." Yan Rongqiu didn't feel the danger, like a ignorant little beast approaching a carnivorous natural enemy, he stretched out his soft and thin palm to caress the opponent's face, slowly descending from the brow bone, and ran over it with his fingertips His thick and long eyelashes slid over the high | straight bridge of the nose, outlining it inch by inch.

Not enough, such a beautiful face cannot be confirmed by eyes alone.

Now, Yan Rongqiu has lost all the functions of thinking and rational judgment, only a bit of the most instinctive and primitive perception remains, which has become particularly sharp and clear in the turbid emptiness.

He didn't know anything, he just felt that the person in front of him smelled so good, and when he hugged him, he felt very comfortable, and his body became less painful.

Besides, how could he be so good-looking?

How can there be such a beautiful person in the world?

Yan Rongqiu blinked his misty eyes, staring at He Zhu's face almost obsessively.It's strange, why is it like a raging fire is burning in my heart?

Even his chest began to swell, as if some monster was about to struggle and growl, tearing himself to pieces.

"Othello" asserts: "It's all the moon's fault, she's too close to the earth as it shouldn't be, and it drives people crazy."

Yes, it must be this man's fault.He shouldn't be so close to him, shouldn't look at him with these eyes, shouldn't hold himself firmly in his arms.

No, no, no!

"Oh, interesting man. Are you trying to seduce me?" Yan Rongqiu didn't know what he was talking about. Where did he see similar words in his memory, and then he rolled out uncontrollably.

It's just that now, when these words come out of his mouth, they really don't have the slightest deterrent effect of a domineering president.

The interesting man who tried to seduce him——He Zhu, was dressed neatly, and his tall figure completely enveloped him.And him?The white shirt was half unbuttoned, revealing a blindingly white chest|chest. The hot reddish color traveled up the slender and fragile neck, blooming a gorgeous|boundless spring color on the cheeks.

The pear blossoms in Qingming are no longer clear, and the icy frost and snow are no longer cold. They are all powdery, warm, and steaming with a drunken sweet fragrance, almost brewing a viscous fragrance in the dry air of late autumn. And the sweet and warm wine is only waiting for someone to swallow it into the belly and taste it to the fullest.

I really don't know who is seducing whom.

"Baby, be good, let go of your hands first, okay?" He Zhu's voice was extremely hoarse, calm at the touch of a touch.

"It's not good—why don't you all want to hug me?" Yan Rongqiu refused with a long voice, and the strong nasal voice made every word sticky and sweet like honey.

He clenched He Zhu's sleeve tightly, "Do you hate me too?"

"Do not."

I like you like crazy.

"Do you also think I'm bald and ugly?" He asked again in a low voice, with aggrieved and pitiful expressions on his brows and eyes.

"Do not."

In this case, probably there is no more beauty in my eyes.

"Then why don't you want to give me a hug?"

Because, if it goes on like this...

"I can't help it."

He Zhu had no expression on his face, his white face was covered with a mask of neither sadness nor joy.But the iris was burning with a fiery flame, emitting a huge heat mixed with sadness and desire.

"I probably will do many things to you that you don't want to."

He pinched Yan Rongqiu's sharp chin with the tip of his thumb and forefinger, and slightly lifted it upwards.

"Even so, is it okay?"

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