loneliness meets loneliness

Mu's house.

The innermost bedroom on the second floor is Qin Yifeng's room.

Now, he should be resting. Last night, he was very tired by himself.

Mu Quyan pushed open the door and walked slowly into the room.

What catches the eye is Qin Yifeng in the center of the room, curled up on his side on the light brown bed, his even breathing can be heard in the quiet room, surrounded by log-colored surrounding walls and floors, giving him a warm and comfortable feeling Come on.

Mu Quyan slowly approached the bed step by step.

As he walked, he thought about how to tell Qin Yifeng this "bad news". As long as he thought of Qin Yifeng's shocked expression, he couldn't restrain himself with joy.

He stood by the bed and didn't wake Qin Yifeng up immediately.

He bent down slightly, the long hair around his ears fell on his chest, his face was expressionless, his lips were pink, and he stared at Qin Yifeng who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Some messy black hair was scattered in front of his forehead. On his closed eyes, the thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint black shadow swept across his eyes. The snow-white sheets and pillows under his body lined his The complexion is fair, and the firm skin looks elastic under the faint light.

He was wearing blue and white checked pajamas, sleeping comfortably and peacefully, his breathing rose and fell again and again in the room, his chest heaved up and down, under the clothes with one button unbuttoned, his fair neck and elegant collarbone were extraordinarily rich Lustrous, alluring curves extend all the way to the garment.

Mu Quyan looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand with a cold expression, and slapped Qin Yifeng's sleeping cheek mercilessly.

After a red palm print appeared on his cheek, Qin Yifeng was startled awake, his eyes were terrified, looking around like a beast caught in a trap, when he saw Mu Quyan, he immediately calmed down down.

Qin Yifeng frowned immediately, obviously dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, waiting for Mu Quyan to speak, he knew that he couldn't resist Mu Quyan now.

Mu Quyan took a look at him, sat down quietly and indifferently by the bed, lowered his eyes, and tidied his long black hair slowly.

He said slowly, "Lin Miluo came to see me today."

Although he lowered his eyes, his gaze has been quietly watching Qin Yifeng's expression.

Sure enough, as expected, Qin Yifeng stood up like a frightened rabbit, and asked without hesitation: "What did you say to him? How is he? Are you angry? Did you treat him?" What are you doing outrageously?"

When he said the last sentence, his eyebrows tightened, and his face was already full of anxiety.

"Heh." Expecting him to show such an expression, Mu Quyan couldn't help laughing, but said calmly, "Why are you in a hurry, he came to me first, he looks anxious Terrible, I seem to know everything, and I have been calling you an idiot."

Know everything.

Qin Yifeng sat down suddenly, he was a little dazed.

Milo is very anxious, he is here to find himself, is he worried about himself?

Mu Quyan raised his eyes, glanced at Qin Yifeng's dull expression lightly, opened the corners of his mouth, and smiled gorgeously, with a charming smile all over his face, and said clearly: "You know, he told me that no matter what you do, The male prostitute, he is willing to break hands and feet, or pick up customers, just like what you said at the time, you two, you two are really similar to idiots."

He said, laughing forward and backward, not sure if he really thought it was funny, or it was an expression that was too sad.

Sure enough, Qin Yifeng couldn't hold his breath anymore.

He grabbed Mu Quyan's collar, and the veins burst open on his forehead, his hands trembled, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot urgency.

He yelled, "Then what the hell did you do?"

Mu Quyan smiled even more happily. With a slight smile, he said lightly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I didn't even do that."

Qin Yifeng froze, and let go of Mu Quyan's hand a little.

Mu Quyan tilted his head, and said with a playful smile, "Besides, it's useless for you to be anxious now."

Qin Yifeng's nerves tightened again, he stared angrily, and roared, "What did you do to him?!"

Mu Quyan pulled his clothes, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, it's really nothing, I won't be cruel, I didn't let him pick up the guests, and I didn't interrupt his hands and feet, it's just..."

Mu Quyan paused, opened the corner of his mouth, and looked at Qin Yifeng with a smile.

Qin Yifeng thought that Mu Quyan asked him to get closer to him, so he moved closer to him anxiously, and listened carefully with his ears.

Mu Quyan raised his head, put his lips close to Qin Yifeng's ear, and slowly opened his pink lips with luster, and said slowly and calmly: "I just give him a brainwash, and then send him to another Strange city, just forget you."

Mu Quyan's hot breath patted Qin Yifeng's earlobe, his expression was bewitching and ambiguous, his phoenix eyes were raised and he was smiling, as cunning and gorgeous as a fox.

He looked expectantly at Qin Yifeng's already stupefied expression, and an incomparable sense of satisfaction spread in his heart.

forget.

forget yourself.

At that moment, Qin Yifeng's head froze.

His head seemed to be covered with weeds in an instant, he couldn't think, and his hands had no strength, so he snapped loose and let go of Mu Quyan's collar.

His whole body froze, like a sculpture, and he felt that he would not be able to move.

Only Mu Quyan's words kept spreading in his head, like a looping recorder.

It took a long time for Qin Yifeng to realize what Mu Quyan said.

Forget, yourself, go to another city.

……

Mu Quyan tidied up his clothes indifferently and made them again, regardless of whether Qin Yifeng had the energy to listen.

He said leisurely: "Do you know, at that time, his expression was terribly determined, terribly I had never seen before."

As Mu Quyan said, his eyes passed Qin Yifeng, looked out of the window, and slowly narrated like a memory.

"He said to me in a calm tone, I promise you, but you have to keep your word and agree to my request, otherwise, even if I forget, I will remember and come back to him."

Mu Quyan stood up and stood in front of Qin Yifeng, his pair of phoenix eyes stared at Qin Yifeng closely, he stretched out his hand to lift Qin Yifeng's chin, and stared at Qin Yifeng with a dull expression. A strange look.

His tone was calm, and he said slowly: "He said, don't think that if you forget, you can cut off my love for him."

Mu Quyan's expression was stern and serious, and his tone was somewhat comfortable, "You haven't seen his expression and tone." He shook his head and said, "At that time, I was stunned. At that moment, it seemed that he was the real A victorious king, but I have the frustration of a villain."

Mu Quyan let go of Qin Yifeng, took a few steps back, and was silent for a while. He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were a little empty, and he read slowly: "Lin Miluo, he seems to love you very much."

There was a bit of loneliness in his tone, like autumn leaves sweeping across his heart, bringing a desolate and lonely taste, spreading to his heart at once.

There was a little envy in his heart.

Qin Yifeng raised his head slowly, gritted his teeth, grabbed Mu Quyan's collar again, and said in a low voice through gritted teeth: "Where did he go?"

He seemed to want to chew every piece of Mu Quyan's flesh.

He suddenly raised his voice and roared like thunder: "Where is he?!"

Mu Quyan didn't have a trace of fear, he smiled indifferently, and didn't care about the danger hanging in the air at all.

Because he knew that Qin Yifeng would not do anything to him.

Because now the only one who knows where Lin Miluo has gone is himself, Qin Yifeng will only beg himself, beg him to tell him where Lin Miluo is.

Qin Yifeng would still kneel at his feet and beg him.

"By the way, brother, I forgot to tell you that Li Wangxi also left with Lin Miluo."

Mu Quyan smiled sweetly, and beautiful flowers bloomed from the corners of her gorgeous eyes.

Li Wangxi also left with Lin Miluo, which was deliberately arranged by him.

Now Lin Miluo doesn't remember Qin Yifeng at all, it would be great if he could fall in love with Li Wangxi again now that he is clean.

Then, Qin Yifeng will be sad for the rest of his life.

Even if he has other lovers in the future, he can't forget Lin Miluo.

Lin Miluo will become the pain of his life.

Separation of loved ones is more cruel than any bankruptcy.

"Tell me, will Lin Miluo fall in love with Li Wangxi again? After all, first love is unforgettable."

He shook his head, and laughed haha.

Laughter filled the room arrogantly, echoing harshly in Qin Yifeng's ears like a mocking noise.

Qin Yifeng's hands were like sifting chaff, trembling, his eyes were empty, almost collapsed, faint tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were hazy like rain in the fog, faint and rare, like summer wind, too dry to shed strong Love.

Only, remaining, pale, sad, a little bit.like.

"He... where is he?"

Qin Yifeng can no longer pretend to be strong.

Great pain overwhelmed him.

His knees seemed unable to bear the pain of parting, and he knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

He grabbed his hair with both hands, and his expression was painful, as if he was being tortured.

He really wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry, as if he was dry, but his heart was very sad. He grabbed his chest hard, and he was so sad that he wanted to stab his heart with a knife to solve the pain.

"Where the hell is he! Please! Tell me... tell me... please..."

His whole body lay on the ground, deeply buried on the floor, his sobbing, along with the heart-piercing roar, shattered the eardrums.

He opened his mouth slightly, and traces of silver liquid flowed from his lips.

His face was smeared with tears and snot, and he was so sad that he died.

"Just tell me... where the hell is he..."

He howled loudly, his voice almost shattered his heart and the world.

Mu Quyan squatted down, looked down at Qin Yifeng at his feet, and said with a coquettish smile, "Do you think I'm so kind? Do you think I'll tell you?"

His words were like a thunder, which shattered Qin Yifeng's almost broken heart, turned into powder, and flew away with the wind.

Qin Yifeng's body trembled.

Lin Miluo is gone, and he will never remember himself again.

From then on, there was no Lin Miluo in my life, no more...

Thinking of this terrible fact, he couldn't help feeling vulnerable.

He felt like a puddle of mud, as if there was nothing he could do.

Like a shell that has lost its soul, everything it does is empty and powerless.

Lin Milo.

His lips whispered the name.

He didn't even say goodbye, he left, and there were many things that he didn't do, so he left.

From now on, I will sit back as Qin Mu's president, and Qin Yifeng without Lin Miluo seems to be meaningless.

What's the point of sitting in that high and dazzling position without Lin Miluo.

It's just a "robot" working for Qin Mu.

He shook his head, opened his mouth, and let out a desolate cry from his throat, like the pale and sad howl of a beast deep in the forest.

Mu Quyan, this move is really ruthless.

Don't hit yourself, don't shut yourself up, don't force yourself, but ruin your happiness in this life.

I will never be happy for the rest of my life.

There was a beautiful smile on the corner of Mu Quyan's mouth. With a beautiful smile, he stretched out his hand to caress Qin Yifeng's cold cheek, and said softly: "Dear brother, you should kneel down now and beg me well."

The author has something to say: Although I was in a terrible mood today and cried several times in the afternoon, I was still strong, brave and diligent to overcome the code words and update the text, because I did not save the manuscript... TT is quick to praise me.

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