Lonely tree in the north

"Si Ye...you..."

What Gu An said was almost gnashing his teeth, but apart from his clenched hands, his face remained well.

"What about me?" Si Ye glanced at him from the corner of his eye, as if he was looking at his expression, but also seemed to be contemptuous.

"This is what you saw. I didn't force Mr. Shen of your family. This——but he took the initiative."

"Siyu..."

"???" Mo Xun looked confused, and when he turned his face to look at Gu An, Si Ye pinched his chin fiercely, forced his face back, and looked at him squarely.

Mo Xun didn't understand anything he said between them.

Why did it involve Shen Siyu?

"You see, he didn't reply to you. Even if it's the best relationship between adults, you have no right to stop him from doing what he wants to do."

"it is good."

Gu'an, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly answered in a low voice, and his raised eyes still fell on Mo Xun, with complex emotions in his eyes, and he didn't know what it was.

Mo Xun wanted to look sideways, but Si Ye's hand was getting harder and harder.

When he heard Gu Anying's 'yes', there was also a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't believe him.

"Then don't bother you two."

The white-clothed boy standing opposite suddenly spoke respectfully, and the moment he averted his eyes from Mo Xun, he turned around and walked away quickly.

"Heh." The moment the door closed, Si Ye suddenly lowered his head and sneered, and slowly let go of the hand holding Mo Xun's chin. At that moment, he suddenly raised his head and pushed Mo Xun away.

"Mr. Shen, that's all for today. This is the antidote." Si Ye stood up, and in the dressing room, he had already taken out a small bottle and threw it in front of him.

Mr. Shen...Shen Siyu...

He knew why they kept talking about Mr. Shen.

Mo Xun stared blankly at the reflection in the water. He could not mistake this face, nor could he remember it wrongly. It was indeed Shen Siyu's face.

Why did I become Shen Siyu?

Si Ye to Shen Siyu...

Just now, the boy in white was the real Gu'an, and the hickey on Si Ye's neck must also be related to Gu'an.

What was the dream trying to tell him?

"Si Ye, you will regret it." When Mo Xun raised his head to look at him, he endured the pain in his heart, and said each word in a hoarse voice, sternly.

"Oh?" Si Ye suddenly raised his eyebrows, squatted down with an expression of interest, slightly raised his chin with his slender fingertips, and said with a smile: "Regret? Is it regret that I let you go today and didn't come here?" Is it for you? If Mr. Shen said so, then I'm a little interested."

Mo Xun didn't expect that he would misunderstand this meaning, just as he was about to curse, Si Ye lowered his head and blocked his mouth.

"Um..."

He was almost mad with anger, and was caught by Gu An on the spot, how dare this person treat him like this?

It deserves that Gu An didn't want him back then!

"Si Ye, you've been paid a thousand knives! You bastard!"

Mo Xun violently raised his foot and kicked away. Seeing that the person on him had been kicked away, he immediately sat down and punched him again.

As if awakened from a nightmare, Mo Xun, who had been sleeping restlessly, sat up abruptly, his face flushed red with anger, unable to calm down for a long time.

Hearing the sound, Bei Zi'an hurried in, and was slightly relieved when he saw that the person on the bed had woken up.

Mo Xun exhaled hard, only to realize that he had woken up, and then slowly heaved a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, fortunately, I woke up before it happened."

"Master Gu'an, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Xun raised his head and waved tiredly to show that he was fine.

Suddenly a hand grabbed the corner of Mo Xun's quilt fiercely, and a face that was very red and swollen was exposed from the corner of the quilt, "I don't think there is anything wrong with it. The strength of beating people is comparable to before."

"........."

After experiencing so many storms and waves, Mo Xun didn't have the energy to fight when he saw the sudden grimace.

Yi Fengyue got up and wanted to sit on the bed, but found that she couldn't stand up with her own strength alone, so she sat on the ground directly, with her chin pressed against the bed, her eyes of complaints vividly expressed.

"Who...was you beaten?" Out of concern, Mo Xun still asked.

Even if you are not in the mood at the moment.

As soon as the words fell, Yi Fengyue rolled her eyes, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Who else would be willing to slap my handsome face except you, I think you are jealous! I am jealous that I am more beautiful than you."

"Who hit you, except your right cheek."

Seeing someone thick-skinned and unwilling to admit it, Yi Fengyue said "hehe" and said contemptuously: "Just now, I don't know who called Si Ye in his sleep that he was a slut who received a thousand knives, you bastard. Speaking of Gu An, is it Si Ye?" Did Ye Zai bully you in the dream? I heard you swearing."

A certain person fixed his gaze, looked at Yi Fengyue and said with a smile: "Do you really want me to scold you? Or, do you think your right cheek is getting better soon, and you want to be as big as your left cheek?"

"..." Yi Fengyue, who was laughing foolishly, immediately froze after hearing this, and changed her pitiful eyes in a second, and then held her face tightly with both hands, so she couldn't look directly at it.