What should I do if I get stalked by my ex-boyfriend?

Lovers.

These two words were said softly, but they hit the young man's heart like a heavy hammer. He could hardly speak: "If it's...a lover, Mo Ting, why...why don't I remember him?"

How to say this?

Mo Ting rubbed his face, sighed and said, "A lot of things happened between you, I couldn't explain clearly at the moment, Qi Zhi did feel sorry for you, it's not 01:30 o'clock..."

When the third prince thought of the tenderness and sweetness of the young man towards Qi Zhi two years ago, he had a bitter face--deceitful and deceitful, of course this is not a star, not to mention that the man later adopted such a stupid method to prove himself "Don't care".

That's what he said, but Mo Ting also had to save Qi Zhi, looked at the young man and said seriously: "Su Yan, I'm not biased, you two, I don't know who tortured the other more... I hated Qi Zhi, and so did Xiao Yun, but after going to the border with Xiao Yun for a year of experience, neither of us can stand it anymore."

He couldn't hold back as soon as he said it, completely forgetting the man's previous warning of "don't speak".

"In the past two years, Qi Zhi almost risked his life at the border. The year Xiaoyun and I went there happened to encounter a bug infestation. Qi Zhi asked everyone else to form a team to take care of each other. Only he himself A person rushed out directly, or rushed to the front to open the way."

The man's tragic appearance covered in blood appeared in his mind, and Mo Ting frowned a little unbearably: "He is simply playing desperately, trying to get himself injured to kill the Zerg, and he is always thinking about saving others. Xiaoyun was saved by him that time, so now I can't see others talking about Qi Zhi..."

"At the end of the bug swarm, the casualties on the frontier decreased a lot, but Qi Zhi almost walked around the line of life and death."

After speaking in one breath, Mo Ting let out a long sigh: "I really can't bear to see him continue to torture me like this..."

There was a "bang" sound from beside him, and his chair was shaken. Mo Ting was startled, and reflexively turned his head to look over, only to realize that it was the young man who punched the chair forcefully.

Su Yan, who had been silent all this time, looked gloomy, with veins popping up in his hands.

Mo Ting: "..."

He finally realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Obviously, before coming here, the man told him not to tell the young man, but he forgot all about it. Mo Ting stopped talking guiltily, but it was too late to take it back, so he tried to change the subject in embarrassment: "You get along with Qi Zhi How is it? Are you okay?"

Su Yan glanced at him, and said two words: "Continue."

"Continue what?"

Mo Ting pretended he didn't understand.

Su Yan glanced at him expressionlessly, then suddenly his eyes curved, but there was no smile in his eyes, he raised his fist and said softly: "What do you think?"

very scary!

It was the first time Mo Ting saw the young man so angry.

He didn't want to be blasted, so he betrayed the man mercilessly; "Su Yan, let's talk if we have something to say, and I promise to say everything without knowing it!"

Su Yan snorted, withdrew his hand, and asked, "What other stupid things did he do at the border?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Ting's eyes: he thought the young man would ask the man why he was sorry for himself, but he didn't expect that the young man cared most about the man's physical condition.

"Basically, he rarely takes medicine, and he doesn't like to see a doctor. When he is injured, he suffers by himself. He doesn't eat well. He either eats a little or doesn't eat at all. Every time he fights, he seems to be desperate..."

After recording the man's death record one by one, Mo Ting watched Su Yan's face getting worse and worse, and sat a little further away silently.