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Endless darkness.

In this darkness, there is only the sound of extremely light and shallow breathing.

Limbs were sore and numb, after lying on this bed for too long, Lan Yichen even doubted whether his own bones had softened from sleeping.

In the black space, the lips that had lost their blood color were slightly opened, breathing shallowly.

very tired……

Although his body was resting most of the time, his spirit was already very tired.

He was too tired to struggle anymore, to fight for anything.

He can only lie there, helplessly guessing when he can leave here, or whether he can leave here

He almost forgot the meaning of his life in this world.

It's just that as time goes by, it becomes more and more numb.

Now he doesn't need to think about anything, he doesn't need to do anything, the ghost face is always timely, appearing when he needs it.

Every time, I will give him the pill that is said to be able to stabilize his condition—in fact, it is the pill that Ghost Face used to appease his body and satisfy his animal desires...

Then, he would wait viciously for the effects of those medicines hidden in the pills, and after all of them would be released, he would be ravaged to the point of being powerless, and he would have an unstoppable battle with cancer.

At that time, Lan Yichen felt that his body and soul were separated.

Under the naked body is a quilt that feels smooth to the touch, and these quilts must be replaced every time.

However, Ghost Face, as the owner of the first floor, actually took care of him alone while he was chained.

Come out, wipe your body, change the quilt...

Etc., etc., it was all done by him.

When the love stops for a while, the ghost face will hold Lan Yichen tightly in his arms like holding a child.

...Actually, Lan Yichen felt that he was already chained, and Ghost Face didn't need to be like that at all...

When he was still Che'er, Lan Yichen always felt that the blood-colored eyes of the ghost face were passionate and warm.

But only now did he realize that those blood-red eyes were more cruel and ruthless. Even with medicine, every time the ghost mask was done, it would make him bleed profusely and suffer unbearable pain.

Ghost Face will no longer pretend to be as gentle as before, and his actions are always brutal and rude. Except for teasing him like a cat catching a mouse every time at the beginning, he will never take his feelings into consideration.

What makes Lan Yichen feel sad and helpless the most is that every time the ghost face enters his body and hurts him, it always keeps saying in his ear:

I love you……

Che'er, I love you...

I really love you...

Hurting someone in the name of love, should it be forgiven?

I don't know if others will forgive Lan Yichen, but it's absurd that Lan Yichen feels warm at the same time he thinks it's ironic.

These words were the only thing he felt warm in this darkness.

Would he be cowardly like this?

Even though his dignity was violated and hurt like this, he still couldn't hate it?

But what about love...

Ghost face is the second person who says he loves him...

The first one is Xiahou...

Xiahou's love is gentle and lingering, like a gust of wind, gently blowing, the grass is green, the flowers are red, and the soft happy land in his heart is blown out.

On the other hand, Ghost Face's love is domineering and unrestrained, like a violent storm, both passionate and eager. No matter what he does, he always hopes that he will give more than what he can, and force him to bear more than he can bear.

Such feelings are exhausting, almost, morbid.

Let Lan Yichen feel a trace of unbearable despair when being loved. Once this kind of love is too intense, it will destroy everything...

Therefore, what Lan Yichen was imprisoned was his body, but even his heart, because of that kind of love, also contracted in pain.

When he was Mo Yun in the previous life, he was so lonely, as if he was abandoned by this world, the loneliness was terrible, that kind of environment made him so eager to be loved now.

Desiring lots and lots of love, likewise, needing lots and lots of love to fill the void in his soul.

Now he, like Ghost Face, is almost morbid, in such a situation—

When he was chained and imprisoned like a shackle, he still chose to believe that the ghost face really loved him, so no matter what, he couldn't hate the person who said he loved him.

Because in his eyes, this love is so, so hard-won...

In a word, Lan Yichen in his bones is so humble that it is almost terrifying...

With the sound of 'boom', following Shimen's upper body, the silence in this dark room will be broken again.

Lan Yichen closed his eyes for a while, then slowly opened them, and saw faintly a little bit of starlight.

Ghost Face approached him with light steps, stood still on the stone bed, bent down, gave him a warm and lingering kiss without saying anything.

Lips and tongues couldn't resist prying open his soft lips, licking them slowly, rubbing against his lips between the teeth.

The long tongue nimbly stretched into his mouth, evoking his soft uvula, forcing him to dance with it.

The mouth was forced to open, to welcome, and slowly swelled and turned red, adding a touch of red to the pale lips.

The silvery transparent filtrate also slowly flowed down from between the lips where the two met, and the moistness that slid down the ears made Lan Yichen struggle slightly uncomfortably.

It's really strange, his body has obviously been trained to be quite sensitive by the ghost face, but psychologically, why can't he be familiar with such things?

For a long time, for a long time for a long time.

The ghost face finally let go of his lips, and moved to the soft cheeks, the passionate lips moved with doubts, and said in a dark and charming way:

"Why... always kissing enough... always wanting more?"

In the dimness, Lan Yichen couldn't help showing a charming blush on the white and tender cheeks that had seen the light for a long time.

Kicking off the boots on his feet, Guimian simply turned over and rolled onto the bed, leaning sideways to hold Lan Yichen in his arms.

Lan Yichen's body stiffened reflexively.

The ghost's blood-colored eyes dimmed, and it gnawed on his neck dissatisfied and punitive.

"Hmph...what are you afraid of, I won't eat you now."

Lan Yichen was speechless, being held tightly in his arms, with iron chains on his limbs, he had nowhere to escape.

"Are you still talking? Hehe, Che'er, did you know that Wentian came back from looking for medicine."

Lan Yichen was taken aback, he hadn't talked to the ghost face for a long time, except for those indifferent passions on the bed, he rarely spoke.

But... get the medicine back... Can Tian, ​​will he be better?

So he doesn't have to have any psychological burden.

etc!Get medicine?

He suddenly remembered why he restored his memory, because the five words...

'Xuanling Bingxingcao'?

Xiahou's group's 'Xuanling Bingxing Grass'?

His body began to shake violently, and his black eyes were almost filled with mist.

Xiahou Xiahou... Xiahou...

Ghost Face sensed his emotions, and only thought that he was happy because Can Tian was saved, so he rubbed his chin on the top of his head:

"While waiting for his number, how about you go out and meet him?

But you have to be obedient, just take a look from a distance and come back with me. "

Can... Can I go out?

Lan Yichen couldn't believe his ears, he was still able to go out?

However, after hearing Ghost Face finished speaking, his mood collapsed again...

A glance from a distance...

The ghost face is afraid that he will always feel guilty...

After all, the poison in Can Tian was endured for him.

Lan Yichen slowly closed his eyes, buried his face in Ghost Face's chest, and said in a hoarse and incoherent voice:

"Ask... the sky brought back... 'Xuan Ling... Bing... Ice Star Grass'?"

Now it was Ghost Mian's turn to be stunned, Che'er was finally willing to talk to him, finally willing to talk to him!

But right away, the British eyebrows under the mask raised slightly, did he overlook something?

Reaching out his hand to smooth Lan Yichen's loose black hair on the bed, he was thinking.

Che'er...that day...it seemed...didn't faint immediately after Can Tian was poisoned...

It seems to be... is... is in...

It was when Wentian said 'Xuanling Bingxingcao' that he had a headache and dizzy...

'Xuanling Bingxingcao' is not known to ordinary people, and no one told him...

Now he asked again, could it be that his previous memory was related to the 'Xuanling Bingxing Grass' or the Xiahou clan who guarded the 'Xuanling Bingxing Grass'?