You are miserable so what?

"Ahem." After only a few words, Mo Shenyuan squeezed his throat hard, coughing uncomfortably with a frown.

Sure enough, it was wayward, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

The dazzling sunlight pierced in with a "swish", and a person stood on the edge of the bed against the light, with a cool hand on Mo Shenyuan's forehead.

As if he felt that he was not accurate enough, he leaned over and leaned forward, his forehead touched, and the temperature was conveyed.

Extremely dry, it seems to be a mixture of lemon and vetiver aromas, swarming up along with Jiang Qishan's close breath

Cao Shenyuan froze for a moment, not knowing how to react.

To be precise, he had no close contact with anyone other than Fu Zhushu.

I always feel that in the child's eyes, there is an emotion that makes him shiver.Just as Cao Shenyuan was about to retreat, the other party had already stood up straight. "No fever, luckily."

"Well, I'm sore all over."

"acid?"

The mattress sank, the breath approached aggressively again, and then both hands pressed on Mo Shenyuan's shoulders, "I'll help my brother press."

When the word "brother" was said, the hot lips almost pressed against the pinna.Mo Shenyuan turned sideways suddenly, showing some embarrassment.

It's just that the force was extremely skillful, and he immediately forgot to avoid it in comfort.

"Comfortable?"

"Um……"

Because of the dry throat, the word is both hoarse and sticky.

Jiang Qishan lowered his eyes, unknowingly being hooked.He leaned forward imperceptibly, "Brother, do you want to work in the research institute?"

"I'm sorry, the things I made are really pleasing."

Mo Shenyuan turned his head, completely forgetting the embarrassment because of the serious topic, "I...not suitable."

Not to mention the pressure from his family, it is also very difficult for him to take that step.

The urge to resign may only exist briefly on the motorcycle.

"Pity."

Jiang Qishan's noise faded away, he tightened his lips, and massaged silently

"Do you have faith?" Mo Shenyuan turned away from the subject and looked at the hand on his side

The tendons in his hands were tense, and his thin wrists wrapped several circles of Ganan rosary beads, rubbing against Mo Shenyuan's waist as he moved.

"No." Jiang Qishan answered quickly.

He lifted his eyelids lazily, and there was some temptation in his voice.

"It's not the same as writing code. I don't like to define myself."

Mo Shenyuan fainted with a smile.

In the GSN forum, there is a fierce person with a taciturn and vicious tongue. His ID name is [undefined].

He was inspired by [UNDEFINED].

Once he got into an unpleasant fight with Fu Zhushu, and got angry on the forum. He also argued with [undefined] once, won the debate, and gained a powerful fan.

"It's good not to define, freedom."

"Brother too."

"You can do whatever you want."

Mo Shenyuan shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "It's not that simple."

It happens to be that simple,

On the way back, Mo Shenyuan flicked his phone casually. He didn't know whether it was impulsive, or he became irrational due to depression. While scrolling through the homepage of the forum, he filled out the registration form in a daze.

It is the recruitment of a new pharmaceutical company, specializing in data.

I can only talk to the doctor, it is the "do not do business" thing in the mouth of Moyang River

WEAT.

"I'm so crazy..."

Jiang Qishan smiled inexplicably, accelerated the car, his arms were bruised under the jacket he lifted.

Depressed in his heart, he deliberately avoided meeting Cao Yanghe, so Cao Shenyuan followed Jiang Qishan back to N University to relax - a bag of clothes was forcefully taken away by Jiang Qishan, saying that he would wash it for him.

As soon as he entered the school gate, Li Mianxin walked towards him with a serious face. "Brother Shenyuan?"

She stopped and stared at Mo Shenyuan so hard that she almost saw a hole.

She was asleep in the dormitory, but her mother called and said that her uncle had "hunted" that rebellious son throughout the city. She didn't say the reason, but said that Mo Yanghe was so angry that he squatted at Mo Shenyuan's house to arrest him.

The Mo family is not big, and the beating of Mo Shenyuan, who was the only male child, immediately spread to everyone's ears.

Seeing Mo Shenyuan's precarious, thin and pale appearance, Li Mianxin wanted to ask a few questions about what happened, but suddenly the police came to Professor Jiang, staring and stammering: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang, you didn't go to the laboratory?"

Everyone in N knows that there is an academic madman in the Department of Physics, except for studying in class all day long.

I don't know that the Buddha was invited out by Mr. Jiang.

Professor Jiang, who hadn't seen him for a long time, turned his head, pulled Yin and said, "Study him." Li Mianxin's eyes widened, and he swept his fingers at the two of them, "Brother Shenyuan? "

Ignoring the meaningless joke, Mo Shenyuan said helplessly, "Dad is looking for me, right?"

"OK."

"Let's go."

Coming out of the hospital, avoiding reporters to follow, both of them were wearing sunglasses.

Min Keqing hesitated for a long time before saying, "You haven't revealed this before."

She only knew that Fu Zhushu's family was in a special situation, but she didn't know that it was difficult for him to control his emotions.

From zero to a young leader in the industry, everyone only recognizes Fu Zhushu's status as "the proud son of heaven".

The accident of the press conference caused the media to report wildly, vowing to dig out the secret behind the behavior of the young president.

Fu Zhushu's tongue became bitter after taking the medicine, and it was the first time that he didn't smile in front of Min Keqing - the rapid breathing kept echoing in his mind, he could imagine that there was another person kissing Mo Shenyuan vigorously.

And Mo Shenyuan would show that sexy look to others.

He took out his mobile phone repeatedly to check, but Fu Zhushu didn't get the familiar call for a long time.The longer he waited, the more anxious he became, holding the car keys tightly.

The anger of being betrayed is mixed with jealousy and unwillingness that cannot be ignored.

Amidst his pride, Fu Zhushu even began to reflect on whether he often tested Mo Shenyuan's possessiveness and jealousy, which made him take revenge in the same way.

Yes, it was revenge on him.

Only love can be jealous and revenge.

As before, his innocent and gentle lover, he will go home when he has lost his temper.

After thinking this way, Fu Zhushu let go of his fist and let out a breath, his face was already covered in sweat.

Min Keqing frowned, pinching the medicine bag nervously, "Are you okay? Relax and breathe.

The doctor said that you need to take medicine for a period of time for anxiety, but I didn't expect the effect to be so good

The words "relax and breathe" were like a fuse. The man who had just calmed down suddenly threw away the car keys and shouted, "Don't make me relax and breathe!"

That was a word that belonged exclusively to Mo Shenyuan.

Terrifying like a beast without its tamer.

Min Keqing covered his mouth and took two steps back.

"Sorry." "I'm sorry."

"King, I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Go back to school."

Opening the door, Mo Shenyuan turned his head and said softly, "Let Qi Shan take you back to school."

"How dare I let Professor Jiang..."

Li Mianxin scratched her ears and cheeks worryingly, "Brother Shenyuan, I'm worried about you."

If it were her, facing the coming storm, she would wish to bring a few more people to accompany her.

Brother Shenyuan has lived under pressure for 30 years, and she feels the chest tightness that she feels.

"Please." She grabbed Mo Shenyuan's arm, almost begging, "Speak kindly to uncle, you, you will die if you get beaten again."

"Bah." Mo Shenyuan smiled forcedly.

He nodded to Jiang Qishan, and then opened the door.

In the tidy room, three men and two women sat silently on the sofa, under the low pressure cage, making Mo Shenyuan bend over the moment he stepped in.

Sitting in the middle, Mo Yanghe threw out his phone with a cold face, "Call me."

Mo Shenyuan trembled reflexively. "dad."

"You are very capable. You told me yesterday that the Mo family's incense will be cut off, and today I heard that you want to leave?"

"Stop being a doctor? Do you want to rely on hobbies for a living?"

Mo Shenyuan raised his head abruptly, he didn't expect that the registration form he filled out at random would be known by Mo Yanghe so quickly.

He discussed with a low eyebrow and said, "Dad, I just wanted to give you an explanation last night. Regarding the doctor, I..."

"Why, did I force you to study medicine?"

Mo Yanghe stood up angrily, but was pushed down by Mo Wu again.

"You call now!"

Under Mo Shenyuan's desperate gaze, Mo Yanghe said in a cold voice without hesitation: "Either call me and let me know the kid's name, or you are determined to leave the job."

"You don't have so much face to lose!"

Mo Wu eased the atmosphere and said, "Aren't I also a doctor? Everyone has his own ambition and relax."

Pursing his lips, Mo Shenyuan was embarrassed and in pain.

It stands to reason that as long as he immediately promises that he will not leave his job, he can avoid the embarrassment of calling Fu Zhushu to humiliate himself.

But today, he just didn't want to bow his head.

The pressure squeezed from all directions made him breathless.

Mo Shenyuan recalled last night when he got on a speeding motorcycle and the wind brushed against his neck.

It was very cold, and the whole body was wet with rain, and the welts were pierced with burning pain.

31. I don't want to go on in a daze, even if I call Fu Zhushu, he is willing.

To everyone's surprise, the most well-behaved and intelligent child in their eyes walked up to Mo Yanghe step by step. Even though his wrists were trembling, he bent down and picked up the phone without hesitation.

Fu Zhushu's number had already been embedded in his body.

Before dialing, Mo Shenyuan raised his eyes, looked at Mo Yanghe shallowly, and said in a trembling voice: "I will call, but there is no need to say the name. It's a past tense, Dad."

The number is dialed out.

When Fu Zhushu's hoarse voice came out, Mo Shenyuan knew that he was unnecessary.

Who doesn't know Mr. Fu from Minfu?

Putting the phone to his lips, he turned on the speaker and said, "It's me."

"You finally called, who was it last night?"

In the dead silence, Mo Yanghe's gaze became colder.

"Shen Yuan, talk!"

"You tried to make me jealous, and you did. I was in so much pain, I wanted to kill!"

"Stop calling Shen Yuan."

"..."

"Seriously. We broke up and don't bother each other from now on, okay?" "Don't dwell on the past and start a new life."

"Mo Shenyuan!" "Mo Shenyuan!"

Two voices sounded at the same time.Mo Shenyuan raised his head in shock, and his shoulder was slapped hard.

"Who are you bad with, you and someone surnamed Fu!" Mo Yanghe almost fainted. "He had dinner with Jiang Qiyang's youngest daughter! You have been in love with a man for 11 years! You are ashamed of yourself and me!"

"Are you worthy of your own life!"

He was supported to sit down, shaking and trembling like a dry pine.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Zhushu kept silent, and after a while he whispered, "Where are you, I'll pick you up and go home, let's have a good chat."

Mo Shenyuan stayed where he was, and retorted almost instinctively, "We have no home."

"peaceful breakup."

"Shenyuan, I can explain it to you! Don't be arrogant, and don't listen to your father!"

"But, I don't love you anymore."

There was a long silence.

Mo Shenyuan looked at his breathless father, unexpectedly, he didn't feel any pain in his heart.

He said again: "I don't love anymore, really."

"You don't regret it."

"No regrets."

"Shenyuan."

"I can't live without you." Fu Zhushu softened.

"You are my most important existence."

"Take care of your savior, take care of your sister." "See you again."

Before hanging up, Mo Shenyuan heard the man's exhausted roar, "Don't regret it! The room is quiet.

The entangled dialogue between the two men made the faces of several people even darker.

Except for Mo Yanghe, none of them dared to show their atmosphere.

After a while, he stood up abruptly, "I can't control you anymore, do what you want, do what you want, and don't turn around and complain if you are cheated by a man!"

After speaking, he slammed the door and left.

After Mo's mother gave a few instructions, they finally left with a worried Li Mianxin.

Mo Shenyuan swallowed carefully, and sat on the ground for a long time, unable to recover for a long time, he did it.

Light footsteps sounded, shoulders felt hot, and familiar hands fell on the shoulder blades

上

The people behind him knelt down and whispered in Mo Shenyuan's ear, "Brother is very brave."

"yes."

"Yes."

"If it keeps going like this."

"Brother, you don't need to look for stars, you are the stars."

Jiang Qishan's breath was inexplicably hot, and before Mo Shenyuan turned his head curiously, he had already rushed to the door.

"See you next time, brother."

It took Mo Shenyuan a long time to get up.

He wanted to go to KTV in the middle of the night, he wanted to cook and invite eight or nine people to eat at home, he wanted to rest when his wrist hurts, and he didn't care if anyone had a relapse of his old leg disease.

He threw down his coat happily, and suddenly saw a handbag—Jiang Qishan didn't bring anything.

Picking it up casually, Mo Shenyuan accidentally saw a prescription note.

It spread out a bit, and each page contained a row of phone numbers.The date is written on the top.

Maybe it's reminding myself who to call each day.Like a weirdo who takes socializing as a business.

"It's a coincidence." Mo Shenyuan smiled and stuffed the things

As a doctor, he used to take notes on prescription pads, who would have expected that Jiang Qishan would also have this habit.

The stairs are dark.

The man pulled his tie and stepped on the stairs like a walking dead.This is the home he shares with Mo Shenyuan.

But he couldn't figure out why Mo Shenyuan didn't love her anymore.

He has strong self-esteem, and the first time he broke up because he couldn't believe how deep he had sunk.

But the urge to possess made him bow his head, and kissed Mo Shenyuan forcefully in the grove to express his thoughts to each other.

The second breakup was because of stress.

Jiang Qiyang is in high spirits and proud of the business.

The parents who were squeezed out of the market and had no choice but to be laid off, and finally committed suicide due to pressure, have not yet closed their eyes in Huangquan.

And his sister is hiding in the room, suffering from mental trauma, life is worse than death.She needs medicine, but he can't afford it.

So he chose to break up and concentrate on doing what he should do.

Greedy for care and tenderness, so he cried in the warehouse and forcibly "sexed" Mo Shenyuan to make up again.

Fu Zhushu's knees went limp and he fell on the stairs, pinching the space between his brows and moaning in pain.

Roar.

Mo Shenyuan.It was Mo Shenyuan again.

He didn't believe that he couldn't do without Mo Shenyuan.

"Damn." It was torture.

Self-esteem is yelling forget it, enjoy the success of your career, and let the feelings that get in your way go to hell.

But the blood was boiling, constantly clamoring for strong love.

Fu Zhushu stood up abruptly, hammered hard at his aching thigh, and shouted, "Don't hurt anymore, I'll saw you off."

Then, regardless of his demeanor, he rushed downstairs like crazy.When I ran to the flower bed, my temples were already wet with sweat.

In the night, he crouched in the grass, searching inch by inch.Look for the gray braided rope that Mo Shenyuan threw into the trash can that he made himself.

The same dark corridor.

Jiang Qishan jumped up in a few steps, and twirled his fingers around the keychain.He pushed open the door and threw himself to the ground hard.

In the darkness, only light-colored pupils were dimly lit, looking at the ceiling without blinking.

After a long time, he got up and picked up the dirty clothes bag, groping for a long time with his hands, and said disappointedly: "What, don't you have underwear?"

Such regret lasts only a few seconds.

Because the strong fresh breath has wrapped the olfactory cells.

He was like an unrestrained fish, running wildly in the huge and empty room.

The material of the clothes was fumbled, and after dressing neatly, he turned his back to the mirror under the moonlight, twisted his neck vigorously, and looked at the welt marks on his back.

"It must be very painful, brother." "I won't be beaten again." "I'm here."

He turned around, leaned forward suddenly, pinched his thumb and forefinger, and pinched the neck of the person in the mirror.

"what."

"It must be beautiful."

The eyelashes like crow feathers trembled a few times, he pinched his collar and took a few deep breaths, and walked slowly into the depths of the corridor.

Pushing open the door, there is no piece of furniture in the small room.

His slender fingers tapped on the wall and slid along the photos one by one.He finally chose one, stopped and looked up, plugging earphones into his ears.

Amidst the melodious music, he sank into the mental paralysis of the nightmare.

This man is really a torture to people.

"Sending you to the top."

"Enjoy life, brother."

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