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His heart lost frequency, he refused to ask someone to lead the way, and slowly approached the room with the person he was thinking about crazily according to what the doorman said.

I thought about using various means to force him to come back after seeing that person...

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, he came back on his own initiative.

Obviously want to see him so much, why, but feel timid again, what is he afraid of, what is he afraid of?

He was afraid that the young man would no longer be what he was in his heart, that he was just a passer-by in the young man's life, that the young man would look at him with strange eyes when he saw him, or that he didn't know what to say when he saw him?

The seemingly simple thing is just a reunion of old friends, but it is so difficult to do it, and it is difficult to reach the sky.

How could he be so cold and ruthless in front of that young man and in front of others?

He thought about using various methods to punish him for escaping, but, but, now, in his heart, as long as he saw that boy, it would be better than anything else.

Really, it's good to see him, his departure took away his soul, leaving only an empty shell walking dead, it is very painful, but seeing the boy, he is complete.

Step by step……

In the distance, the vermilion lacquered door came into view, is that the room?

Calm down, let's talk about everything when we see each other.

Although no matter what the assumption is, it will collapse after meeting that boy, but he still believes that at that time, he will be able to face that boy with an attitude that he can't imagine.

The air was filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and Duanmuqi closed his eyes imperceptibly just after regaining his senses.

Opening slowly, the eyes are full of suppressed pain.

He and that boy are now breathing less than 100 meters away, how happy, how happy!

Who would have thought that he, Duanmu Qi, the coldest and best owner of Duanmu Villa in history, would be so easily satisfied?

Is it enough to live under the same roof with that person, under the same starry sky with that person, and breathe in the same place with that person?

He calmed down, and it was easy for him to find another sound amidst the ticking of raindrops.

It was a sweet and irresistible voice, weak and full of temptation.

Duanmuqi's figure froze in place as if struck by lightning.

That voice was the voice he had listened to for nearly ten years, missed for nearly five years, and loved for 15 years.

However, they have been together for so long, when did he have such a charming moan?

Like, like, in love, being pampered?

how come?

He doesn't believe it, doesn't believe it!

Duanmuqi's heart exploded violently, and all his flesh and blood were blown to pieces.

Hallucinations, hallucinations, all he heard was hallucinations.

Duanmuqi bit his lower lip tightly, and slowly approached and approached again.

However, as the distance got closer, the sound became clearer and clearer.

That voice made his whole body feel as if he had been skinned and boned. The indescribable pain spread from his whole body, into his flesh and blood, and into his bone marrow, which made him in agony.

The slender figure froze in the rain, the pattering rain fell on the top of his head, slid along the hair to the brow, slid down, flowed across the cheeks, merged into a stream, and submerged in his clothes.

Tufts of thick long hair stuck to his forehead, his robe was soaked long ago, and his whole body was soaked in the cold. The pain of trampling on...

Lan Yichen, Lan Yichen, I love you so much, is this how you repay me?

It's fine if you don't love her, why bring someone else to play erotic drama in front of him?

Do you want him to give up?

Is it to humiliate his passion?

"Um... well... the sword..."

The soft, sweet moan was like the sharpest sword in the world, piercing into his blood with destructive power.

A strong salty smell surged from his throat, Duanmuqi clenched his fists, his pale face, a pair of blood-stained eyes, a pair of eyes with gorgeous flames of silence, stared tightly at the door.

The transparent fingertips have sunk deeply into the palm, just like his teeth, biting tightly together, the thick rust smell spreads between the lips and teeth, along with the raindrops, bright red blood drips from the palm slowly fall.

To love, or to hate?

He loved him for 15 years, 15 years, how many 15 years are there in life, but what did he get in exchange?

Meeting like this, he would rather, would rather he still make up for it, and then he sinks into the hope of finding him, at least, in that way, in his heart, Lan Yichen is still the pure boy in his memory.

Instead of the charming enchantress who is enjoying herself under someone else.

He couldn't control himself, the beast in his heart was roaring, he wanted to go in and tear Lan Yichen to pieces.

He wanted to take out his heart for him to see, how could he bear to trample on that heart that beats only for him?

However, his body was like a stone statue, fixed in the rain curtain, motionless, as if dead, as if it might be weathered at any time.

The more you don't want to hear it, the clearer the sound that reaches your ears.

Charming croons, hoarse growls, body collisions...

Everything clearly shows how emotional and joyful the people in the room are.

And he has fallen into the abyss of despair, what else can he do besides the deep pain, staring unwillingly, and heartbreaking sorrow?

Break in?

It's not that he didn't think about doing this just now, but he didn't have the courage, he didn't have the courage to look at the person he always cared about, and to have the courage to make love under others, if that were the case, he would go crazy...

It was more because, no matter how ruthless and unwilling, he still didn't want to embarrass that person, didn't want him to embarrass him...

Therefore, he bears all the suffering and all the pain alone, just like the blood and tears swallowed by him, he alone bears them.

The passion in the room lasted for a long, long time. Duanmuqi stood stiffly in the rain and listened for a long, long time.

The tiny, charming moan gnawed at his heart, and when he couldn't bear it anymore, his bloody hand slammed down on the big tree beside him, and the thick tree fell down in response.

The moment the tree fell, Duanmuqi's chest and throat had been bruised for a long time, and finally gushed out.

With a strong breath of despair, with bloodstains on his pale face, Duanmuqi's tall and tall body ran away in embarrassment while performing the light work of determination.

In five years, a lot has really changed, whether it is Lan Yichen or Duanmuqi.

Like going crazy, Duanmuqi ordered a lot of wine, and reprimanded everyone to go away, holding the wine by himself, taking one sip after another.

After Lan Yichen left, drinking away his worries was what he did most often.

It's just that, drinking to relieve his worries makes him even more worried, and drawing a knife to cut off the water makes the water flow more. The more he drinks, the more sober he becomes, and the more he drinks, the more painful he becomes.

Fortunately, after getting drunk, he can sink in the dark for a long time, escape from everything in reality, and fall into a deep sleep...

……

I don't know how long time passed, but the passion finally calmed down.

Lan Yichen didn't know that there was Duanmuqi outside the room, but his heart throbbed in joy, throbbing inexplicably, as if he was very happy, but at the same time he seemed to be seriously injured.

Can Jian fell asleep quietly, Lan Yichen carefully looked at his eyebrows and eyes, handsome, hard lines, he is resolute.

These days with Can Jian, this is the first time he has seen such a Can Jian!

The body is exhausted as if it has been disassembled and then reassembled. Can Jian, who was in love at the beginning, has no restraint at all, but he also wants, wants to enjoy sexual intercourse with the one he loves to the fullest in this limited life feeling, so he indulged him.

Maybe it was because his body was used to such intense and long love, or maybe it was because the obsession in his heart was too deep, he didn't want to go to sleep, took a good look at his lover, and then left.

yes, leave.His time is so little, no matter how cruel, he will not die in front of those who love him.

So he wanted to leave, and before he left, he went to worship in front of his father's grave. After the worship, he found a dark and damp corner by himself, and died slowly, silently, and alone.

Just like when Mo Yun committed suicide in her previous life...

Although it is very lonely, but that way, the living will have a hope to find him in their hearts, and they will persist in living. It is more likely that after a long time, they will forget him and find the happiness that really belongs to them.

Thinking about it, Lan Yichen's eyes became moist.

He put his head on Can Jian's chest and rubbed it, sighed in his heart, it's time to leave!

Now, he was truly alone.

Lan Yichen got up slowly, wiped off the traces of love on his body, endured exhaustion and physical discomfort, and slowly put on his clothes.

Get out of bed and put on your shoes.

Standing in front of the bed, he leaned down and pressed a kiss on Can Jian's lips. His seduction this time can't be said to be accidental, but he did it on purpose, but he didn't see Duanmu, and it became a thing in his heart. pity.

Containing all his love and emotions, Lan Yichen lifted his feet and left, opened the door with a "squeak", and closed it again. He was a little surprised to see the big tree fallen on the ground in front of the door, but immediately, he stabilized Calm down.

Can Jian's martial arts are so high, it's impossible for Can Jian not to know what he did.

Looking at the door, Lan Yichen opened his lips and exclaimed in surprise: "Duanmu..."

Can Jian who was about to get up in the room was startled, Chen'er called out with that voice... Is it Duanmuqi?

Is it the man who has guarded him and loved him since he was a child?

Chen'er loves him too...

They should have a good talk...

Hugging his knees, Can Jian unexpectedly placed his head on his knees in a childish way, closed his eyes and thought slowly.

It is enough for Chen'er to have him in his heart. Duanmuqi has loved him for 15 years and waited for him for five years. He is more qualified to love him than him. So, give them space, give them a chance, let them have a good talk !

The rain that had been falling outside the door blocked his hearing, making it impossible for him to recognize how many people were outside the door.

The love for Lan Yichen and the sympathy for Duanmuqi in his heart made him retreat...

Lan Yichen looked at the quiet door, knowing that he had successfully deceived Can Jian, and then left.

Looking at the rain that has been falling, the sky is also crying, for those sad people.

At this time, he was also a little sad. Walking in the rain curtain, his sadness merged with the sadness of heaven.

Volume 122: Old Things Are Difficult Chapter [-]

Lan Yichen doesn't want to stay any longer, and he doesn't want to go back to Lan's house again—even if we meet again, it won't save his dying life.

The courtyard of Duanmu's house is really close to Lan's house, and the two families communicate very frequently. About the location of Lan Mingfeng's mausoleum, anyone who asks casually will know.

Lan Yichen walked towards the mausoleum alone with the baggage he had brought with him when he left Xiahou's clan.

Theoretically speaking, he still has nearly ten days left to live, but...

Walking in the rain with a paper umbrella, Lan Yichen felt top-heavy, weak and his consciousness was very blurred.

He thought, ten days was a luxury for him.

I'm afraid he won't be able to escape very far.He couldn't escape to a place where Duanmu and the others couldn't find them. In the end, Duanmu and the others were afraid that they would eventually find his body, his death.

Even though he was a bit unwilling, even if he was helpless, he was still powerless, he could only go to his father's tomb and say he was unfilial before he really fell down, that's all he could do...

The thin and staggering figure hid under the paper umbrella, and slowly, slowly traveled far away, leaving only a small black spot...

The thin shadow swayed in the cold wind, as if it was going to be weathered.

It turns out that life is so fragile...

The date for cultivating the "Xuanling Ice Star Grass" with blood has passed, Xia Houzhan's heart is agitated and excited, because he will soon be able to meet the person he loves.

However, those stubborn and intelligent clan members of his clan firmly pressed him to solve the long-standing affairs of the clan.

Poor Xia Houzhan, under the oppression of his tribe, endured longing, was tortured by the disease of lovesickness, and completed those mountain-like tasks with one heart and one mind.

As soon as he was liberated, he hurried to Lan's house, but when he arrived at Lan's house, he got the answer that no one was there, and Lan Yichen never went back.

"How is it possible? Nearly 20 days ago, he set off with Wentian and the others, saying that he came back to visit Uncle Lan..."

Seeing that Lan Yichen's mother looked sad, Xia Houzhan stopped talking.

Mother Lan's temperament is like an orchid in an empty valley. Although she is old, she has a beautiful face. It is not difficult to see how graceful she was when she was young. Lan Yichen probably looks more like her.

Mother Lan had tears in her eyes. Her husband passed away early, and her daughter was pregnant and could not comfort her. Not only was her only son not with her since she was a child, but she also disappeared without a trace five years ago.

As a weak woman who has always regarded her husband as the sky, her mind is very unstable and her mood has been gloomy and low. Now that Xia Houzhan mentioned Lan Yichen to her, she was even more sad:

"My health has always been bad. When Chen'er was a child, I couldn't visit Duanmu's house. Every time Feng'er came back, he always said that he was fine...

I always thought that my child was growing up healthily, and I thought that he would come back when he recovered, but who knows... who knows..."

Mother Lan finally couldn't help crying, and Xia Houzhan looked a little sad, but he was more worried about Lan Yichen.

"Auntie, don't worry, Chen'er and the others may have been delayed on the road, I believe he will definitely come back."

Mother Lan wiped her tears:

"That child has been in poor health since he was born. As long as he is healthy, I will have nothing to ask for. Mr. Xiahou, since you are here, you might as well wait here. If Chen'er really comes back, you won't miss it."

Xia Houzhan thought for a while and agreed.

Xia Wentian has always done things aboveboard, no matter how close he is with the landlord of Wuhui, he will not persecute Lan Yichen together with the landlord of Wuhui, so Xia Houzhan is still willing to wait, otherwise he will really miss it as Lan Mu said. It's not good anymore.

Unexpectedly, the fate of the accident, the accident, may really be the separation between man and nature, the error of yin and yang...

There was another bout of horseshoe disease, Xuanyuanyu and Xia Wentian and Cantian desperately rushed towards Lan's house.

When Lan Yichen had just left, none of them had noticed what he had done.

Even Xuanyuan Yu desperately thought that Lan Yichen didn't want to forgive him, didn't want to see him, so he hurriedly bid farewell.

But after a day or two, the medicinal effects of the "Xuanling Ice Star Grass" slowly came into play, although the "Xuanling Ice Star Grass" that Lan Yichen gave him was not like the one Can Tian ate back then, The effect of the medicine carefully prepared by the doctor comes quickly.

However, the double-headed snake venom is slowly melting away, but it is a fact that cannot be ignored.

Sensing that the vitality of his body was slowly recovering, Xuanyuanyu asked the doctor for questioning. After several studies, the doctor finally confirmed that he had taken the "Xuanling Ice Star Grass".

At this time, it happened to be the day when Can Tian rushed back.

Can Tian sent a message to explain Lan Yichen's feelings for him, and when he associates with Lan Yichen's body and the "Xuanling Ice Star Grass" he possesses, it is not difficult for Xuanyuanyu, Xia Wentian and Can Tian to find out What kind of sacrifice did Lan Yichen make?

"That idiot, he's bored with everything, and he's not at all as cute as the original Che'er!"

The two brothers Xia Wentian and Xiahou have always been on good terms, how could they not know the characteristics of the "Xuanling Ice Star Grass", how could they not know what kind of choice Lan Yichen gave Xuanyuan Yu with the "Xuanling Ice Star Grass".

It's a life-for-life choice!

Xuanyuanyu's body is still not fully recovered, but he insists on looking for Lan Yichen and finding a way to save him.

The three of them set off from the Wuhui Building again with restlessness and anxiety, and their destination was still the Lan's house.

However, compared to Xia Houzhan's simple lovesickness, their hearts are like a knife. Although they know that Lan Yichen may still have about two months, they are afraid that some accident will happen again, causing irreparable damage. ending.

However, the heavens tricked Lan Yichen, it was at Lan Yifeng's place that he unexpectedly gave away the last "Xuanling Ice Star Grass"...

The rain had stopped at some point, and Can Jian always didn't want to leave that door.

He knew that Lan Yichen loved Duanmuqi, but he really didn't want to see Lan Yichen smiling at Duanmuqi, and he didn't want to see them lingering in love together.

Lan Yichen also spent the night at Duanmu's place last night...

Sour, astringent emotions surfaced in his heart, easy to give in, you can't embarrass Lan Yichen, then embarrass yourself a little, he thought, just get used to it, if you want to be by Lan Yichen's side, you can't escape any longer.

Because escaping is not an option after all, and those are things he has to face.

Not only facing Duanmuqi, but also meeting the other men Lan Yichen loves, he thought all night last night, if he wants the person he loves to be happy forever, he should persuade them and try to accept each other.

Because, Lan Yichen once asked him, if he wanted to be with everyone, would he object?

His answer is to give in, to show that he will not object, then help him, want him, and truly be happy.

If he wanted to show a sincere smile on that beautiful cheek, instead of the forced smile that hides sadness under the smile, he would feel sad and feel distressed when he looked at it...

Dressed neatly, Can Jian pushed open the door and walked out. Although it wasn't his home, Lan Yichen seemed extremely at ease here.

I found a servant and asked where Duanmuqi lived. In fact, he also lamented the coincidence of fate. It happened that he and Lan Yichen arrived here yesterday, and it also happened that Duanmuqi returned home last night.

Lan Yichen was outside their Huanai's door yesterday, and saw Duanmuqi, Duanmuqi must have had some grudges in his heart.

But Chen'er has always been distressing. He could clearly see Duanmuqi's feelings for Lan Yichen in the dark, so he was not worried that Duanmuqi would really hurt Lan Yichen.

Although the rain had stopped, the wind was still blowing fiercely, icy cold, even Can Jian, who had internal strength and extraordinary martial arts, felt cold, as if a hole had been broken in his body, and the cold wind flowed along the hole, Constantly pouring into his body...

There was silence outside the door, Can Jian guessed that Duanmuqi and Lan Yichen hadn't gotten up yet!

Holding his never-leaving sword, Can Jian looked at the gray sky.

The boy who was still in his arms last night, fell into someone else's arms in the blink of an eye...

What kind of taste this is, only he himself knows.

In this life, I don't know whether it was Lan Yichen who redeemed him, pulled him out of the bloody killer industry, or he redeemed Lan Yichen, his love and pity for Lan Yichen went deep into his bones, not only gave way in love, but also Xingxing helps Lan Yichen convince other lovers.

Although his love is a bit dull, he seldom speaks out, but it is so heavy. Perhaps he has not used too many words to describe the relationship between him and Lan Yichen, but his love is indeed so tolerant. His character, unexpectedly, is very inconsistent.

Can Jian was silent, just like Duanmuqi stood outside the door where he and Lan Yichen were in love last night.

Like a statue carved out of stone, it waits without boredom, patiently, painfully and expectantly.

It is torture, mental torture, but it is also a kind of happiness, waiting for the happiness of his lover, he is really suffering and happy.

However, Can Jian didn't know that the person he was waiting for was not in Duanmuqi's room at all.

As for Duanmuqi, also because of drinking last night, now he is sleeping very deeply, he sinks into the darkness to numb himself.

Can Jian is waiting outside the door to redeem himself.

But the person they cared about had already lost his life and death, and had already collapsed in an unknown place.

Unfortunately, they don't know.

Each has its own concerns, and each stays at the place they think is the best place to wait.

Little did they know, it was this waiting that made them miss it.

A lifelong miss, this miss, is no longer the previous kind of miss that seems to be lost in the vast sea of ​​people, and you can meet again by brushing shoulders.

Rather, that life and death, yin and yang, eternal, irreversible miss.

The water vapor in the sky has dissipated, and the sky has already dawned. When will they know, when will they wake up, and when will they understand? They can only look up to the sky to see when they can find out that the one they love has already died. disappeared...