Every world I die young

Xun Zheng stumbled a bit when he uttered a rare sentence, he seemed to be unable to imagine that such words would come out of Mo Yinglan's mouth.

Mo Yinglan raised her head, bit her lips and looked at Xun Zheng, her eyes were full of Xun Zheng's reflection, "General, I had a dream before, in which my mother was holding me who was seriously ill when I was young... "

As Mo Yinglan spoke, a layer of mist slowly began to form in her eyes, as if she had thought of something terrible, she felt very wronged, and subconsciously wanted to ask someone close and trusted for comfort and hugs.

Mo Yinglan spoke slowly, and gradually, a bizarre dream unfolded slowly in his narration.

In Mo Yinglan's narrative, when he was young, he suffered from a serious illness and stayed in bed for half a year. In order to facilitate the doctor to apply external medicine on his skin every day, Mo Yinglan's hair was disheveled for a long time Lying in bed.

In the most serious days of the illness, no one dared to enter it almost all day long. Except for his mother, Li Mu would carefully tie his hair for him every day, and then take care of him to wash and wash. In the heart of young Mo Yinglan Very impressed.

And he hadn't dreamed about the days when he was recovering from his illness for many years. He suddenly dreamed of it last night, and his whole body was very terrified, but in order not to make him worry, he suppressed the unease in his heart when the maidservants helped him wash up.

After reluctantly waiting for the maidservants to help him wash and dress, he couldn't bear it anymore before repelling the maidservants, and rushed out with disheveled hair.

When Xun Zheng came to Qiuyue Residence, he originally planned to just inform him not to do anything special these few days, to be quiet, and then he planned to leave.

But he didn't expect to meet Mo Yinglan with disheveled hair for the first time. In the past, Mo Yinglan was always neatly dressed and never dared to be presumptuous in the slightest. Suddenly seeing him who was different, Xun Zheng subconsciously fixed his gaze on the on him.

However, Xun Zheng's eyes darkened. He couldn't bear Mo Yinglan's behavior at first. He was a big man with a softer temper than a woman, and he would cry if he touched him.

Every time in the past, when encountering such a situation, Xun Zheng would either turn his head around and find an excuse to leave, or restrain his displeasure in his heart so as not to let his emotions affect the plan.

But this time, Xun Zheng unexpectedly discovered that Mo Yinglan regarded him as his only reliance, and he didn't feel any discomfort, on the contrary, he was very useful.

Xun Zheng's gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, staring straight into Mo Yinglan's eyes.

Xun Zheng suddenly discovered that although his eyes were still full of timidity as before, he just felt that Mo Yinglan was different from before.

Xun Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, he didn't know what he thought of, and he muttered to himself: "You and before..."

"Huh?" Mo Yinglan raised her head and asked with some doubts.

"It's nothing."

Xun Zheng shook his head, and was about to change the subject when he saw Mo Yinglan looking at him expectantly.

"General, please forgive me for fussing over a molehill. I feel anxious right now. I suddenly dreamed of a scene I haven't dreamed of for many years. I really feel uneasy. Can I have the cheek to ask you to help me tie my hair once? Of course, if you don't want to If so, it doesn't matter."

Mo Yinglan put her attitude down very low, obviously she was just making a harmless request to Xun Zheng, but her tone sounded like she was making an even more outrageous request.

Xun Zheng stared straight at Mo Yinglan, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.