end of marriage

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——I know you are as far away as a bright moon, but you are so close to my heart.

These are the most perfect love words An Mo has ever heard, so that later, no matter how this man coerces, humiliates and humiliates him, he will recall countless times in the library where the cicadas were singing in midsummer, when the young man said these words bright smile.

It's obviously still the person he loves, why is it no longer the person he loves.

why?

There is no answer.

An Mo slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and what he saw was the pale walls and the dazzling lights.

For a split second he thought he was really dead, gone to Paradise, or Hell without light.

He was even thinking that he hadn't left any last words yet, and suddenly felt very regretful.

But at this moment, someone grabbed his hand, which was warm and dry.

"Brother, it's..."

"Are you awake?"

An Mo was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head to meet a pair of scarlet eyes.

Then, a tear flowed silently from those eyes, and "Bada" smashed into his palm, as if he was in great pain and happy.

An Mo smiled wearily, and slowly stretched out his hand to touch his face, with his warm tears on his palm, An Mo felt that he would cry too.

"Zhou...Luo Yan." An Mo's voice was broken and hoarse, like a worn-out electronic tape.

"Brother, I'm here." Zhou Luoyan rubbed his face against his palm, "You scared me."

His voice was no better than his own.

Zhou Luoyan had never cried like this before, even when Ji Qing finally lay on the hospital bed and couldn't sleep for a long time, he just hated it.

But when An Mo's body lost temperature little by little in his arms, Zhou Luoyan got scared.

He felt that he shouldn't be afraid. He hated An Mo from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to control and torture him, but he couldn't really leave him.

It has nothing to do with love, just hate too deeply.

Ji Qing is the most precious person in his life.

But later, countless times, the rift in his heart became bigger and bigger. In the twisted entanglement between him and An Mo, Zhou Luoyan gradually forgot his original intention.

Or, his original intention itself was wrong and self-righteous.After An Mo blocked the bullet for him, he seemed to understand all these things.

He didn't hate An Mo as much as he thought, even, he never hated An Mo.What he has always hated and cannot accept is not getting An Mo himself.

To him, An Mo was a mark carved into his bones that could never be erased.Don't stop, you must hold it firmly in your hand.

He held An Mo's hand, and kissed him lightly, feeling the joy and excitement of the rest of his life. His kiss was very gentle, and he held An Mo's fingers lightly. He was afraid that An Mo would not be broken.

After a while, he finally regained his composure, knowing that he was not daydreaming, so he quickly got a cup of hot water and used a cotton swab to moisten his dry lips.

A few minutes later, he asked Zhou Luoyan, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Five days." Zhou Luoyan's eyes fluctuated. During these five days, he was beside An Mo without a close-eyed guard. His heart was hanging like a boil, and he could not be at peace for a second.

"Please take care of me."

"What brother is talking about, I should thank him." Zhou Luoyan looked at An Mo's calm face, and felt uneasy in his heart.

An Mo paused for a while: "Zhou Luoyan, I have something to tell you. I wanted to say it before I fell into a coma." His voice didn't sound so hoarse anymore.

"I don't want to hear it," Zhou Luoyan resolutely refused, "Brother just woke up, so you need to rest well."

An Mo didn't care whether he wanted to hear it or not. He felt that it was better to say some things in time. Once he missed this opportunity, he might not be able to say it next time.

"Zhou Luoyan, do you know?"

"The moment before I blocked the gun for you, I was thinking, Zhou Luoyan, what method should I use to end our relationship like this. I'm too tired, and I don't know what to do to pay off my debt."

At that time, he stood in front of Zhou Luoyan without even thinking about it. He didn't even know whether the target the sniper shot was Zhou Luoyan, but he just stood in front of him out of instinct.

What's more, he thought, maybe he found a way to break up with Zhou Luoyan completely.Didn't he feel that he had continued Ji Qing's life, and that if he returned this life to him, the two would be settled.

An Mo fell into Zhou Luoyan's arms, and when he was lifeless, all he could think of was the relief of a farewell and a happy relationship.

Zhou Luoyan's fingers were trembling slightly, he smiled bitterly: "Brother, it's all my fault, I beg you, don't torture me anymore."

An Mo smiled, the two of them really tortured each other: "It doesn't mean that, but..."

"Zhou Luoyan, if you just feel guilty, you can wait for me to be discharged from the hospital, and then—"

"Brother", Zhou Luoyan interrupted him with a sad voice, "You just woke up, don't talk so much, take a good rest..."

"Heal your wounds obediently, I promise you everything, okay?"

An Mo looked at his red eye circles, and was speechless for a moment.In fact, it was not appropriate to talk about this with Zhou Luoyan in this state. Zhou Luoyan could completely think that he was speaking angrily and harshly, so he shut his mouth.

Seeing his silence, Zhou Luoyan breathed a sigh of relief, got up and called the doctor over.

An Mo was hit directly in the chest by a bullet, and he was not far from the vital point. If he hadn't been sent to the hospital in time, a worse situation could not be ruled out.

The more Zhou Luoyan thought about it, the more afraid he became. After the doctor left after the examination, he kept holding An Mo's hand, not daring to let go for a moment.

An Mo's wound was overwhelmed by anesthesia, and he was in pain and uncomfortable, so he didn't argue with him.

Zhou Luoyan began to talk to him non-stop, from the two people's acquaintance, to the details of their marriage, explaining every detail clearly.

An Mo was a little surprised and sour, and just listened to him quietly.

Zhou Luoyan kissed his finger: "Brother, I found out that I remember so much."

"When we first met, we had a fight. My brother was stimulated by the pheromone of the Jacaranda flower. I was stunned. I didn't expect that my brother was also the pheromone of the Bignoniaceae. I—"

Suddenly, Zhou Luoyan stopped talking, and An Mo slowly turned his head away, his eyes resting on him with carelessness, without any waves in his eyes.

Also Bignoniaceae?

He almost forgot that his and Ji Qing's pheromones tended to be the same.

He thought it was love at first sight, and the only bond between him and Zhou Luoyan's instant crush was because of his jacaranda flower pheromone.

An Mo thought it was ridiculous, so he really laughed: "Zhou Luoyan, I'm a little tired, you should take a rest too."

Zhou Luo looked at him helplessly, and nodded for a while: "Then brother, sleep well for a while, I will watch over you, if you feel uncomfortable, please tell me anytime."

An Mo closed his eyelids, he slept for five days and six nights, how could he still sleep, he just didn't want to look at Zhou Luoyan anymore, and he didn't want to listen to his sweet talk.

The tenderness he bought with his life is still fake, how long will he lie to himself.

It's time to end this endless entanglement.

[The author has something to say: The title is for rhyming, and the title of this sentence was brushed by dy, I don’t know the source, I like it very much, it should be a quotation.

Then, with regard to Zhou Luoyan, it takes a process of emotional awakening after blocking the gun. It's only a few chapters, and you can still continue to scold.The following is the prelude to chasing his wife's crematorium. 】