The scumbag actor is back

Fifteen minutes later, Luo Jingxiu's life assistant delivered the medicine.

Oxazepam is a prescription drug. Mo Qian carefully read the doctor's prescription, poured Luo Jingxiu a glass of warm water, counted out two tablets and handed it to him.

Luo Jingxiu thanked him, grabbed the pill and swallowed it whole, and then drank the water in one gulp.

The effect of the medicine took effect very quickly, Mo Qian covered Luo Jingxiu with a quilt, and went to see the assistant by himself.When I was about to go out, I finally couldn't help but ask:

"How long has he been like this?"

The young man was also sincere, and did not avoid Mo Qian's thoughts at all: "I have been here for about two years, and brother Luo has always been like this. A while ago, it seemed to be getting better, so I didn't go to the doctor again, and I don't know what happened today. .”

Mo Qian nodded, told him to be careful on the way back, and went back to the house with a heavy heart.

In the bedroom, Luo Jingxiu seemed to have regained his composure, leaning against the head of the bed, raising one hand to cover his eyes.

The head of the bed sank, and Mo Qian sat up. Luo Jingxiu noticed it, but didn't move.

"How embarrassing." He muffled.

At this time, his tone has returned to calm.

Mo Qian felt inexplicably that he seemed to need a hug more than when he was ill just now.So he did just that, extending his arms to hug Luo Jingxiu, and gently stroking his hair.

Although it looked deserted and difficult to approach, like a prickly head, but Luo Jingxiu's hair was soft and obedient at this moment, he looked like a well-trained and expensive pet dog.

"Anxiety?" Mo Qian asked.

"Severe anxiety." Luo Jingxiu said, peeking at Mo Qian through his fingers, and added, "It's already healed, it's my own problem, don't mind."

"Why don't I mind? I really mind." Mo Qian sighed, and gently held Luo Jingxiu's hand.

Luo Jingxiu landed on the clasped hands of the two, but paused.Mo Qian's fair fingers had a few red marks shining brightly, which he just took out.

He immediately sat up and watched carefully, but he didn't dare to move, and his breathing became short of breath again.

"Sorry for hurting you," he explained incoherently, "I'll be fine soon, I'll definitely—"

His voice dies in a kiss.Mo Qian didn't go deep, just touched his lips lightly, it was a very comforting and tender kiss.

"I won't go, just trust me this time, huh?

When Mo Qian said this, he felt that he was a scumbag. Looking at Luo Jingxiu, his heart ached so much that he kissed him again and said, "Let me tell you a story."

"Once upon a time, there was a little bastard who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Thanks to his good appearance and acting skills, he achieved good grades at a young age. His mother was a chic and wise woman. She followed him very early because she didn't want to be restrained. The little bastard's father is separated, but they still love each other.

"This kind of relationship view has affected him. He has always felt that no matter how much he likes each other, the two of them will get bored one day, and the relationship needs freshness. Later, he talked about some relationships, on and off, coming and going, he has Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's annoying.

"It wasn't until he met someone that he realized that his previous cognition might be wrong. After he separated from that person, he thought about it every day, thinking about what that person was doing, thinking about how handsome that person was, He is nice, smart and gentle, so he must be seduced by someone. Thinking of this, I feel unwilling.

"That's it, thinking and thinking, he thought about it for three years, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt unwilling.

"Xiao Luo, I've spent three years, but I still can't let you go."

Luo Jingxiu was silent for a long time, Mo Qian almost thought he was asleep.Just as I was about to turn off the desk lamp, I heard him say, "This is not a story."

Mo Qian couldn't help laughing: "Then what is a story?"

"The story should have an ending. Two people together, live a happy and happy life forever."

"This ending is a bit difficult." Mo Qian smiled, "Then, it will take a lifetime to finish telling this story. Are you willing to listen to me?"

"Yes." Luo Jingxiu quietly closed his eyes, allowing himself to be brought into a deep sleep by the effects of the medicine, "I am always willing."

The next day, Luo Jingxiu woke up very early.

Mo Qian was still sleeping.So he got out of bed lightly, picked up his phone, and sent a message to his assistant.

"Thank you."

"It's okay, hehe, Brother Luo, how is my acting?" The assistant replied in seconds, "I saw Teacher Mo's expression at that time, tsk, that really puts you on the top of my heart."

"Not bad." Luo Jingxiu thought for a while, then added, "Continue."

"Come on, put it on me!"

After the conversation ended, Luo Jingxiu cautiously deleted the message record, recalling the conversation with Ke Ke in the amusement park in his mind.

During the three years when Mo Qian disappeared, he actually stayed in a remote mountainous area.As for what Mo Qian was doing, Ke Ke couldn't tell why.

The country is so big, there are still many such little-known areas.If Mo Qian leaves again, Luo Jingxiu will not have a better solution than three years ago.

He has no way to find Mo Qian again, he can only make Mo Qian unable to leave himself.

When Mo Qian first came back, God knows how much restraint Luo Jingxiu used to act so calm and decent.There were several times—the actual number is very surprising—Luo Jingxiu faced Mo Qian calmly, but he was thinking about how to lock him up.

When Mo Qian was drunk and lying on the floor of the apartment, Luo Jingxiu was thinking like this.No one knew, no one found out, trapped him in this small space, and never let anyone find him again.After all, three years ago he could disappear without saying a word, so it would be reasonable to do it again, wouldn't it?

In the clubhouse, Mo Qian was talking nonsense, and when he ran the train with his mouth full, Luo Jingxiu thought the same way.At that time, Mo Qian's wrists were handcuffed, and his eyes were tightly covered by blindfolds. No matter what was done to him, he could not know in advance.It doesn't matter even if it's a little rough, Mo Qian feels guilty in his heart, and will tolerate slightly outrageous offenses.

In the crew, when Mo Qian fell down, Luo Jingxiu was still thinking this way.He even secretly hoped at a certain moment that Mo Qian had broken a bone and could only lie on the bed, never being able to leave himself.

From the very beginning, Luo Jingxiu was such a person, but he deliberately pretended to be cute and harmless in front of Mo Qian.If he spoke out all his dirty thoughts, Mo Qian would definitely run away, and Luo Jingxiu would never find him again.

How can this be?

Luo Jingxiu thought about it, and licked his canine teeth with the tip of his tongue.

This piece of tooth is a bit sharp at the beginning, and when you smile, you will reveal the obvious small canine teeth.But in order to be photogenic, you need to keep your teeth neat.So he ground off the sharp corners of his teeth.

Luo Jingxiu had already worn off many sharp horns on his body, or in other words, he hid those "fangs" used for fighting in other places, so as to relax the vigilance of the prey to the greatest extent before the fatal blow.

Not so much.Luo Jingxiu thought.Mo Qian's line of defense is still short of the last one, and he needs to wait for him to voluntarily tell the truth about his departure.

This day is not too far away.