black mandala

, you - let go, I'm fine! "

"Diven, if you hate me and anger me, you can hit me and scold me, but you must never hurt yourself, promise me—"

He Qingwen pushed him, raised his head from his arms, saw his flustered expression, he was surprised and funny.

Doug Lang frowned, with a straight face, He Qingwen finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

What does this guy think his?

Drowning yourself in the washbasin?

He wiped the water off his face with his hands, and wiped away his smile by the way.

"Yes, you're right. It's all your fault. You subverted my world and made my life a mess."

He raised his hand to grab the edge of the pool, trying to use his strength to stand up from the ground, but his waist couldn't exert strength at all, and his legs trembled violently.

Doug Lang sighed softly, lifted his ends, and hugged him up.

"Stubborn guy!"

He Qingwen let him hold him without struggling, returned to the bed, lifted the quilt, and got in by himself.

Next, according to the past, Doug Lang should take off his clothes, go to bed with him, and relive the dream of fish and water last night, until He Qingwen couldn't get out of bed for two days.

This is a normal plot, so He Qingwen was very conscious, he lay on the bed and waited quietly.

However, Doug Lang didn't do this, he just covered He Qingwen with the quilt, lowered his head and pressed a light kiss on his forehead.

Then she sat on the edge of the bed and watched him quietly.

He Qingwen is very strange——

"Dougron, you—"

He Qingwen blushed suddenly, what should he ask?

Should he ask directly, Doug Lang, why you haven't come to bed yet?

If such words were really asked, even if Dougron was not crazy, he would be crazy.

What's going on?

something is changing?

He turned to Doug Lang with all his doubts, but Doug Lang tapped his forehead lightly with his hand, "Sleep! Sleep more! In the afternoon, I will take you to a place!"

"Where?"

Doug Lang chuckled, "Go, you will know."

He patted his face with tenderness.

☆, distinguished

When he woke up, it was already past noon. When He Qingwen opened his eyes, he was stunned for a long time, because under the cover of the curtains, the room was as dark as night, and he thought that he had overslept from this sleep.

He Qingwen glanced sideways at the desk clock, then raised his hand, and rang the bell used to call the servant by the bedside.

After a while, the door was knocked, and after receiving He Qingwen's consent, the door was pushed open.

Holding a suit of clothes in his hand, Huode walked in with a maid pushing a dining cart.

"Master!" He bowed slightly to salute.

He Qingwen sat up on the mattress, and asked after a while, "Where is he?"

"Master is in the living room."

He Qingwen nodded, and lifted the quilt.

"Change."

"Don't worry, young master. The master told you to go find him after lunch."

Huo De placed the clothes beside his bed, and then helped him onto the couch beside the bed. The maid pushed the dining car to He Qingwen in due course, and opened all the covers.

He Qingwen glanced at the lunch on the dining car, which was full of porridge and vegetables, sighed, and frowned involuntarily, but he was really only suitable for eating these at the moment.

Huo De asked the maid to retreat, and then personally added food to the tableware for He Qingwen.

"Thank you, Howard!"

"You're welcome, young master!"

"Hodder, actually—you don't have to call me that, in this manor, you know my identity best, why—"

Why do we have to embarrass each other so much and play this hypocritical play reluctantly?

When you clean up the mess after indulgence for them again and again, you will definitely feel disgusted in your heart!

Master, sir.

They are called this every day, and the two of them are doing nasty things that don't match their names. No one can truly accept this kind of incompetence between the adopted son and the adoptive father with peace of mind!

He Qingwen lowered his head, looking at the steaming porridge in the bowl, his heart seemed to be boiling on it, it was so hot that it hurt.

"Master!" Hodder approached him and handed him a silver spoon, "Please don't think too much, no one in the manor will question your identity."

"Really?" He Qingwen chuckled.

"Yes, young master, the master will not allow such a person to appear in the manor, and your status in this manor is second only to the master."

He Qingwen frowned. Huo De's meaning was very clear, he would not appear, that is, he might have appeared before, but Doug Lang made these people disappear.

He is very clear about his methods.

Because people always have a kind of inertia, that is, the spiritual indoctrination after killing will take root in people's subconscious, no matter right or wrong, they will give up resistance and choose to obey absolutely.

His existence must have made the whole manor go through such a period of baptism.

"Noble——" He Qingwen gently stirred the porridge in the bowl, tasting the two words, thinking it was a kind of irony, he shook his head, "No, Huo De, here, there will eventually be someone more worthy than me The person who deserves these two words is the mistress of the manor!"

He thought of the woman who lived in the unused villa. Doug Lang probably wanted to wait until she was pregnant and had a child before taking her in!

It's right to think so, his goal is children, and a woman who can't give birth to children is useless to him, but once she gives birth to a child, the mother is more expensive than the child, and the status of that woman will rise by leaps and bounds. manor.

And then, what is he?

A useless adopted son?Or an inferior lover who can never hold her head up?

No matter which one of these two identities is, it is an embarrassing existence in this manor.

"Master, there will be no mistress in the manor." Huo De said suddenly.

"what?"

"Sir, he has—"

"Honey, are you still awake?"

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Dougron walked in with a sharp stab.

"Master!" Hodder saluted Doug Lang.

Doug Lang chuckled, patted Hodder on the shoulder, and gestured for him to quit.

Hodder bowed his head and exited the bedroom.

Doug Lang looked at the bowl of porridge that He Qingwen had made into a paste, frowned, and said, "Don't you like it? Indeed, the taste is a bit bland for you, but it's good for you."

He Qingwen has always liked food that is a little spicy and has a darker color, so that he can have an appetite just by looking at it.

"I know." He Qingwen scooped up a spoonful of porridge, looked at the too innocent color, and didn't swallow it for a long time. Moreover, what did Huo De mean by that——

Doug Lang sighed, took the spoon in his hand, scooped out a spoonful from the bowl, blew on it, and handed it to He Qingwen's mouth.

"Let's eat. The porridge is cooked with abalone and some nutritious things, but it's just picked out at the end. It actually tastes very good."

He Qingwen raised his eyes to look at Doug Lang, then took another look at the white porridge, and ate it dubiously.

The taste is ok!At least it is much better than the tasteless porridge.

He Qingwen raised his eyebrows, took back the spoon from Dougerang, put the porridge and side dishes on the dinner plate into his mouth one bite at a time.

"Diven!"

He Qingwen lowered his head and looked at Doug Lang standing in front of him, but Doug Lang squinted his eyes and lowered his head.

He glanced at He Qingwen's moist red lips that had just finished eating liquid food, and found that the swollen marks from last night's torture were still there, so he couldn't help it, and took advantage of the moment when he raised his head, he stuck out his tongue and licked it .

Then he laughed and said, "It tastes really good!"

He Qingwen frowned, lowered his head, and continued with his lunch.

*******

The bustling Fifth Avenue in New York is located in the center of Manhattan. On this world-famous avenue lined with skyscrapers and crowded with people, St. Patrick's Cathedral, the largest and most gorgeous in the United States, stands majestically.

He Qingwen stood in front of it, looking up at this magnificent Gothic building.

At this time, the sound of the elegant pipe organ came from the church, the voice of the child led the singing, and the sky echoed. The music touched everyone's heart, making people feel like they were in a paradise on earth.

God said, come back!Lost child, hold out your hand, and I will guide you ahead!

God said, I will forgive you, my child, no matter what sin you are carrying!

And he, at the moment, was wearing a long white dress, with a white fox fur around his neck, his noble and holy appearance was more like an angel from Saint Floria.

Yes, he is the lost child!

Floating and sinking between the Red Sea and hell, but can't return to heaven alone!

In the wind, his clothes flapped and fluttered, and his hand was tightly held in Douglang's, leading him into the magnificent door.

A mass ceremony was being held in the church. They walked to a place where there were few people, sat down, and quietly felt the Lord's hearing with the crowd.

"Jesus Christ, our Savior, for bearing our sins, it was you, for us, crowned with thorns, it was you, despised, mocked, reviled, scourged! for us, hung high on that cross You are the mighty Lord, yet on Mount Calvary, you were silent, allowed yourself to be humiliated, and became our scapegoat."

When the mass reached the Holy Communion part, Doug Lang pulled He Qingwen forward together.

"Douglang, let go!" He Qingwen whispered to him.

Doug Lang pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "Don't be afraid, baby!"

"Dougran, your Lord, will cry when he sees you like this!"

Doug Lang chuckled twice, "My Lord, you will tolerate me!"

They walked to the altar, each received a small glass of wine and bread, and then returned to their seats.

Of course, their actions naturally attracted attention. Although the United States is an international and open city, homosexual love is very common here, but these two people are so dazzling that they have been lingering for a long time.

"Look at what you've done, Dougron."

He Qingwen was slightly annoyed, and lowered his head, avoiding the curious eyes of those people.

"It's you who are so beautiful, Diven!" Doug Lang smiled, but frowned when he looked at those people.

Those people kept their eyes on He Qingwen, as if admiring a beautiful picture, which made Doug Lang very dissatisfied.

"It seems that I turned these newly purified souls into devils again." He raised his eyebrows and called Weier behind him, "Let Father John finish quickly."

"Yes!" Weier bowed in response, and then walked to the altar.

Weir approached the ceremony platform and whispered a few words to a little priest, and then the little priest walked up to the platform, walked up to the bishop priest, and leaned over to whisper.

Seeing that the bishop and priest nodded, the clergy who distributed the Eucharist immediately sped up the speed.

Next, the ceremony proceeded very quickly. The bishop and the priest led the believers to make a brief prayer, and then proceeded to the final part.

"May the Lord be with you."

"And with your soul, too."

"May God Almighty, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit bless you." John quickly made the sign of the cross on his chest.

Believers responded, "Amen!"

"Mass is over."

"Thank God."

Afterwards, the entire choir sang and chanted.

At the end of the mass, the believers walked out of the church in an orderly manner.

At this time, He Qingwen breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Doug Lang, I remember that you are not a theist."

Doug Lang chuckled, "Yeah, I don't like churches, and—never have been."

"Then what are you bringing me here for today?" He Qingwen snorted with doubts.

Doug Lang stroked his hair, looked at He Qingwen very mysteriously, and continued to laugh.

"Well! I really never wanted to come to a place like a church in my life, but it seems——I have to come again."

"What do you mean?" He Qingwen couldn't figure out what he was going to do at all.

At this time, a clergyman came out from the back hall of the church, and when he walked up to them, he gave a slight bow.

"Your Excellency, the Bishop invites you to go over."

"OK, thanks!"

Doug Lang stood up and held out his hand to He Qingwen.

"Let's go, baby! Whether it's heaven or hell, would you like to walk with me?"

☆, oath

?A moment ago, hymns were still being sung in the church, and the gospel echoed, but at this moment, it was as quiet as a lifetime ago.

The believers accepted the baptism of God and returned to the bustling city as pure as babies.

They keep making mistakes, redeeming sins, and wandering in the Three Realms.

Heaven, hell, and the world are only one step away, and there is only one door.

However, God is eternal and lonely. The divine radiance pervades every corner of heaven, illuminating the world, but it alone cannot shine into the darkness in your heart.

When God stood on a high throne and looked down on the world, hell was already overcrowded.

So he has to keep baptizing people and cleanse them of their sins.

However, they are still reincarnated and fallen, carrying their most primitive sins.

"Father, I want to confess to you!"

Doug Lang lowered his head, knelt on one knee in front of the confession booth, stroked his chest with his hands, and said seriously.

Father John's voice came from the confessional.

"Son, you don't want to confess to me, you want to confess to God."

"Oh! Well, then I confess to God!"

He Qingwen stood behind him, watching his dignified posture, and didn't know whether he should laugh at this time, or watch his play quietly finish.

"Father, what should I do next?" Doug Lang asked.

"Ask for a blessing."

"Okay, uh, please bless the priest."

John replied, "May the Almighty God bless you to confess your sins with sincerity and to know the mercy of God. Now, son, you may confess your sins."

Doug Lang thought for a while and continued, "I—I want to accuse God, I have been committing the crime of greed and deceit, and I have been using despicable means to imprison a pure soul , that's your child, I've circled him so that he can't go home."

"Everyone is a child of God. They are angels with wings at the beginning. You are just afraid of loneliness and hope that he will stay with you. In fact, you can also go back to heaven with him. God will tolerate everyone. one person."

"Uh, ok, ok, actually—not just the soul, I—also occupied/possessed his body/body, defiled/defiled him!"

"Doug Lang!" He Qingwen breathed out suddenly, and shouted angrily at him in a low voice. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Doug Lang turned his head and whispered back to He Qingwen, "I'm asking God for forgiveness!"

"Crazy!" He Qingwen glanced at him, turned his face to the other side angrily, and then covered his ears in fear that he would say something shocking to the world again.

Father John was silent for a while in the confessional, and then said, "That is to say, you have also committed the sin of lust, my child, when our flesh/bodies turn to dust, our souls will return to the kingdom of heaven, as long as You have washed away the sins of your soul, and God will accept you, but before that, you must repent, abandon your desires, and stop making mistakes again."

"what?"

Doug Lang was stunned, and glanced at He Qingwen, seeing that he was still tilting his head, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, with an expression on the verge of smiling, so he cleared his throat, showing a rare See the embarrassed look.

"But, Father, I'm afraid I can't do this, because I love him deeply, and if I lose him, I will fall into darkness and never see the light. Since I am also a child of God, he too Don't want his children to go to hell!"

There was no sound in the small room again, and it was only after more than ten seconds that the transmission came, "Then please forgive the soul that has been defiled by you, only his forgiveness can forgive you, and let your soul be detached. .”

Doug Lang smiled and nodded lightly, "Yes, that's right, I want to ask for his forgiveness! Now—" He stood up and turned to He Qingwen, then knelt down on one knee again, took his hand, and gently Said, "Dvien, can you forgive me?"

He Qingwen stared wide-eyed, stunned for a while, "What are you doing?" Then he glanced at the confession booth, but the priest inside did not make any sound, "Doug Lang, what tricks are you playing again?"

"I didn't play any tricks, I know, what I did before was wrong, I lied to you, forced you, I caused you pain, but, my love for you is true, Diven, I will be here today Here, before God, I beg you, please forgive me and accept me! From now on, no matter what happens, I will absolutely obey your wishes, Diven, let's start over!"

Doug Lang held He Qingwen's hand, holding his coldness. For a long time, He Qingwen's hand had no temperature, just like his heart.

But Doug Lang's hand was always hot, like magma, he just wanted to use his blazing heat to melt He Qingwen's heart, no matter how long it took.

He Qingwen stared at him, facing his long and sincere confession, obviously, he hadn't fully digested it yet.

Seeing that Dougron was still kneeling on the ground, he took a step back in astonishment.

"Diven?"

"Douglang, let's go back and talk about this matter."

"No—" Doug Lang refused to let go, he wanted to seize every opportunity that could shake He Qingwen, spare no effort, he wanted to fight for it!

He Qingwen pulled his hand back vigorously, trying to break free from Doug Lang's restraint.

"Douglan, confess, confess, don't you want to confess? Go back and continue." He Qingwen winked at the confession booth.

Just as Doug Lang was about to say something more, He Qingwen immediately said in a low voice, "Didn't you just say that you would obey my wishes?"

Dougron was slightly taken aback, then smiled knowingly, got up and went back to the confessional.

"Son, what else do you need to tell, Almighty God is listening."

This time Dougron didn't kneel there. He thought for a while, walked to the side of the confessional with a smile on his face, and slammed on the door a few times.

"Father John!"

"Son, you just have to keep talking."

"Uncle John, please come out, I need your help."

Hearing Doug Lang call him that, John had no choice but to open the door resignedly, and sighed helplessly.

"Can't you finish the confession? God will question your sincerity!"

Doug Lang smiled and patted John on the shoulder, "It will be done, now - please bear a witness for me."

Looking at his insolent smiling face, John felt chills all over his body. What does this guy want to do?

Doug Lang turned back and walked in front of He Qingwen, grabbed his hand, and dragged him to John.

"What do you want to do again?" He Qingwen called out in a low voice.

What happened to Doug Lang today?it's wired!

He Qingwen and John were completely dazzled by him, and they were both taken aback.

Then, Douglang stroked his hair with his hands, straightened his clothes, held He Qingwen's hand solemnly, and touched the ground with one knee.

"Father John, if the Lord is really omnipotent, if you can really convey the consciousness of God, then please tell, this gentleman before me, what is the love I, Douglan Waugh, have for him? It is so deep that it can even dedicate my life!"

Dougron's eyes shone with sincerity and intensity, like a blue sea.

In his eyes, he could see the vast sky and sea, as well as the dark tide and turbulent waves.

He Qingwen's figure was in his eyes, they stared at each other, they stared at each other, what they saw was in each other's eyes, that round and round, infinite reincarnation, long time, endless rotation.

Doug Lang's kiss landed on the back of his hand, and he held it tightly. A gemstone the color of the deep sea, with the orange brilliance of the church, appeared at his fingertips.

"Ah—" He Qingwen's hand seemed to be scalded, and he pulled it back suddenly, "Doug Lang, what are you going to do?"

Doug Lang looked at him affectionately, "Diven, from now on, no matter whether the environment is good or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, I, Doug Lang, will love you, respect you and cherish you until death We part. I swear to God and assure him, my—sacred oath to you."

"No—" He Qingwen shook his head, "Douglang, you're crazy!"

"Diven, I mean it!"

"No, no—" He Qingwen stepped back step by step, and finally exited the corner of the confession room, bumped into the chair behind him, and then staggered and fell two steps.

"Diven—" Dougeron wanted to go forward to help him, but He Qingwen raised his hand to stop him.

"Douglang, don't come here!" He Qingwen leaned against the chair, his legs were trembling and he couldn't stand still, he hissed twice, and said, "Douglang, don't make such jokes with me, Did you know that even without that piece of paper, every word you say in this place is not child's play? There are gods here, they are listening, watching, and you will be punished if you don't do it? "

Doug Lang walked towards him step by step, with a serious expression on his face, "I know, of course I know, Diven, but do you know that I have practiced that oath countless times, and I have said it to you countless times in my heart, yes , I am not a follower of God, but I still believe in his existence, so I just want these gods to listen, to listen to every word I said today, I want to let here ——" Doug Lang stretched his arms, stood on the spot and turned around, facing the solemn and sacred cross, raised his head, and shouted loudly, "Almighty God, you are everywhere, so you can open your eyes and look at me anytime, anywhere , if I, Dougron, break my oath today, then—let me fall into the river of hell that can destroy souls, never, no, super, live!"

The holy light shines, the sound of hell suddenly rises, Douglang laughs wildly, like a devil standing in the seven heavens, looking at God, shouting, and the shadow behind him is just like a couple , the black wings that are slowly unfolding——

"Madman—" He Qingwen's eyes were wide open, he shook his head, yelled, turned around suddenly, and fled in a hurry.

Crazy, crazy!Doug Lang is an extreme madman!

He Qingwen endured the pain that was still aching in his body, ran to the door of the church recklessly, and rushed out.

"My child, your confession, God hasn't forgiven your sins—" John shouted at Doug Lang who was chasing after him.

Doug Lang ran to the door, turned around, and blew a kiss to John with a very gentlemanly smile.

"Another day! Thank you! Dear Uncle John!" After speaking, he laughed and pushed open the door.

Holding the cross tightly in his hand, John walked out supported by the clergy around him.

He was sweating profusely all over his head, and his whole body was cold.

"God! God! The kid from Wo*'s family is so crazy, even crazier than his father." While muttering, he ordered the people around him, "Go, go and find Father Thomas, I Confess, I confess, God! God! Please forgive my sins! Amen!"

☆, change

"Bang!", just as He Qingwen stepped out of the church door, Doug Lang chased him out.

"Diven!" Doug Lang ran to He Qingwen very quickly, blocked his way, held his shoulders, and shook him gently, "Calm down, Diven!"

He Qingwen raised his head suddenly, "What? Doug Lang, you actually want me to calm down! Don't you think you should be the one who calms down?"

He pushed Dougron's hand away, then walked towards the car.

The bodyguard standing beside the car opened the car door for him, and He Qingwen got in, followed by Doug Lang from the other side.

"Sorry, Diven, I didn't ask your permission before doing this."

"How could I agree?" He Qingwen exclaimed, "Doug Lang, there is a limit to going crazy. Do you know what you were doing just now?"

"I know, I'm proposing to you, and what I'm reciting is the most formal Catholic wedding vows."

He Qingwen covered his chest and gasped.

"Okay! Diven, I know this matter is unacceptable to you for a while, I can give you time to think about it."

"Consider?" He Qingwen opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "Do you think this is a child's play house? Stop messing around, Doug Lang."

"I'm not fooling around." Doug Lang held him by the shoulders and turned him around, "Diven, the only thing I can't give you so far is that paperwork, other than that, I can give you Everything, including the oath I just made in the church, in this life, I will only say to you alone, believe me, Diven, I am serious."

He Qingwen sighed helplessly, frowned tightly, and was about to open his mouth to persuade him again that enough was enough, but at this moment, Doug Lang turned over the hand holding his shoulder, slowly opened his palm, and moved it to He Qingwen's eyes.

"Look at Diven, this is the ring I just wanted to put on your finger in church, do you like it?"

He holds the square sapphire in his palm, like holding a drop of sea water, and the blue, melancholy color makes people feel that it is like a star falling in the depths of the sea, and also like a very Dougron's eyes.

"This is—" He Qingwen couldn't help being surprised when he looked at the ring in Douglang's palm.

That's right, on the middle finger of Dougron's right hand, he wears the same gold ring set with a huge sapphire. The inside of his ring is engraved with the surname and crest of the Wo* family, which is owned by each generation. Passed down from person to person, it has almost become a symbol of the status of the heir of the Wo* family.

As for the ring he held in his hand, except that the gemstone was slightly smaller than the one he was wearing, the color and quality were exactly the same.

It is said that the most perfect sapphire in history, the tear of the ocean, was once divided into two parts, and after several twists and turns, half of it was bought by Wo*'s family at a sky-high price and made into the one in Dougron's hand. Half has been treasured in the home of an English nobleman.

He Qingwen stared at the two rings on Douglang's hand in surprise, and suddenly had a guess, which flashed by.

"Dougron, you—"

Yes, he can do it!That's what he is - crazy!

"Diven!" Dougeron lifted He Qingwen's hand, lowered his head, kissed it, and then picked up the ring, intending to put it on his finger again.

The blue gem stayed on his fingertips, but He Qingwen suddenly closed his fingers and clenched them into fists.

"No—Dougron, I can't take it."

Doug Lang sighed, "Diven, do you hate me that much? No matter how I try to make it up, you won't forgive me?"

"No!" He Qingwen lowered his eyes and shook his head, "Douglang, to be precise——I never hated you."

"Really?" Dougron raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He Qingwen bit his lips lightly, and replied in a low voice, "Yes, Douglang, because I have no reason to hate you, on the contrary, it was you who helped me when I was the most desperate and helpless, No matter what the reason is. Moreover, there is no free lunch in the world, you are a businessman, and you pay more attention to the equal exchange of interests, so you just take what you deserve, and I really only have these, other than that Outside, there is nothing."

After listening to his words, Doug Lang's expression darkened.

"Diven, why do you have to say it so ruthlessly? I don't deny my original thought. I thought it was because I was attracted by your charm. But you know what? Just after the first night I had you, I It’s not enough, I can’t let go! I once said that what I like is your tenacity and unyielding heart. Of course, I don’t deny that at the same time, I am also immersed in the physical pleasure with you, But this kind of pleasure is completely different from the kind of venting that money exchanges get. Diven, I like you, I love you, I love you so much that I can't help myself, but why? Why don't you understand even now? You can reject me, you can lose your temper with me, but how can you turn a blind eye to my sincerity?"

Doug Lang let go of He Qingwen's hand, and tightly clenched the hand holding the ring into a fist.

"Ville, send Diven back to the manor, and don't allow him to leave the room." Doug Lang said indifferently to Weir, who was in the front passenger seat, and then turned and got out of the car without looking at He Qingwen again.

****

He Qingwen stood in front of the French windows, quietly looking at the front of the main house of the manor.

Just quietly watching--

There was no light in the room, and the white warm robe on his body became the only eye-catching color in the room under the reflection of the moonlight.

Pale, helpless—

He is imprisoned again!

This time, it was entirely their own fault!

Why would you say those words on purpose?

He clearly knew what Doug Lang cared most about, so why did he stab him hard in the heart?

Ha ha--

He Qingwen sneered in his heart.

Drink this cup of bitter wine that you have brewed alone.

Do you really turn a blind eye?

How is it possible——will turn a blind eye!

almost three years -

For more than 1000 days and nights, no matter where he is, Dougron's shadow is always around him all the time and everywhere.

Yes, he's bossy, he's selfish, he's possessive, he's suffocating in what he does.

And he!For a long time, I have been struggling desperately, trying desperately to escape, and have never responded.

It's just that there are some things that can never beat time.

time--

can change everything—

That's right, he was repulsive at the beginning, and even every time Dougron hugged him, he couldn't help but vomit.

He thought it was dirty—

From body to heart, no matter how much he washes, he can't clean it——

However, time has changed some things.

Douglang's ardor, persistence, and crazy love have turned into an irresistible force, which is gradually melting—the ice and snow behind his tightly closed heart door.

This little change from inside to outside finally made him realize that his heart was also being affected, and he could no longer deceive himself and others!

really don't care?

If you really don't care, then what is the little heartache when you hear that another woman lives in Douglang's villa?

And it was this little feeling that made him deeply feel his own fragility, so frail that he couldn't bear a single blow.

Dougron, please!

Please, don't take everything from him. When he is abandoned by the whole world, I beg you, keep his last thing!

Don't—take it away!

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, Doug Lang had not returned.

Unlike the previous few times, she was obviously angry, but still pressed him on the bed with a smile on her face, turning all the anger into endless entanglement with him.

Everything is really changing, he can no longer control it, and he doesn't know what kind of plot will evolve in the next moment.

I didn't wait for the person who should have appeared, and I didn't wait for the original treatment.

He Qing Wenku sat for most of the night, and finally, he curled up in the corner of the French window and closed his eyes heavily.

Physically and mentally exhausted, I fell asleep all night.

When he woke up suddenly, he was already on the bed.

"Dougron!"

He sat up suddenly and found that the other side of the bed was still empty and cold.

After saving his mind for a while, he covered his face and fell back onto the pillow again.

"Master." The bedroom door was knocked, and Huo De asked softly outside the door, "Master, may I come in?"

"come in