Descent

Yan Ling casually pulled out a reason, which was of course the truth. After she finished speaking, she rolled her eyes a little, and no matter how convincing she was, she directly changed the subject and said, "Clean up, we'll rush back tonight."

Luo Jue was about to speak but stopped to glance at Yan Ling.

Tong Zuer disapproved: "Go back to the island?" She looked at Tong Yu's pale face, "Is it okay to make such a fuss?"

Yan Ling leaned against Tong Yu's forehead with the back of her hand, and frowned, "Well, let's talk when we go back to the island."

Everyone stopped talking, Yan Ling was the oldest and his identity was a bit mysterious here, Ye Jin basically followed his wishes, and everyone else followed Ye Jin.

The way back was very quiet, but Yan Ling seemed to be having fun in bitterness, and told a few cold jokes and no one responded.

Luo Jue hasn't spoken much since he came out of the building. His appearance is of the seductive type. He used to be a heartless and optimistic chatterbox. The mole under the corner of his right eye seems to be jumping in a happy atmosphere all the time.

Now it suddenly became quiet, and there was a gloomy atmosphere all over the body, and everyone couldn't get used to it.

Yan Ling's eyes switched between Luo Jue and Shen Siping vaguely, and met Luo Jue's eyes twice during the period.

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The island was as quiet as ever, and it was already past two o'clock in the morning after Tong Yu was settled, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Luo Jue sat on the sofa next to Tong Yu's bed, half-closed his eyes for the whole night, and the agave outside the window bared its teeth like a monster in the moonlight.

In the early morning, the sun had just risen from the sea, and everything on the surface of the island seemed to have returned to its previous order. Luo Jue walked slowly across the grass in the vestibule, and saw that Ji Hao was already leading his men in the morning exercise.

Regarding Tong Yu, he vaguely knew something. When he first met Tong Yu, he had seen the terrifying birthmark on Tong Yu's chest, or it would be more appropriate to say the symbol.

That symbol slowly evolved into a flower shape, and a strange black meridian spread out from it as the center, like a slowly woven net, enclosing Tong Yu in it.Tong Yu would have a fever and would fall into a coma while sleeping, Luo Jue had known this for a long time.

Later, he also felt that Tong Yu's motives for being with him were not so pure.Their perceptions of food, their taste in life, and their liking for music seem to be completely opposite ends. There must be other reasons why they can come together inexplicably.

This kind of feeling of love is actually very strange and distant to Tong Yu. Tong Yu may not understand love at all, so he let it develop and accept Luo Jue's initiative.

Luo Jue has never treated a person so sincerely. In the past, he never felt particularly sweet or tired in the game, and he was free to come and go. After a while, he completely forgot the name of his ex. Everything has become complicated. He is no longer the handsome and unrestrained magician he used to be, but is inexplicably caught up in family battles step by step. These are obviously what he avoided and hated in the past.

Sometimes he also wonders what he likes Tong Yu, and carefully considers the comparison. In fact, there is really nothing shining about him. He is good-looking, but his physique is not good enough to withstand tossing. Especially ruthless.

The most important thing is that he is always thinking about Feng Yan, busying himself with that person, who is obviously his cousin by blood.

However, this doesn't seem to be a problem, he just likes Tong Yu, although Tong Yu always looks cold, but when he is with him, Luo Jue feels warm, he just can't help but want to tease him and hug him He, looking at his long-term expressionless face showing a slightly helpless expression in this situation, and his long-term quiet eyes would be a little awkward, only then did Luo Jue feel the truth.

Luo Jue let out a deep breath, stepped on the grass under his feet, frowned and squinted at the orange-red sun that had risen in the distance, and 2 minutes later, he raised his feet to look for Yan Ling.

Walking to the door of Yan Ling's room, the door just opened, and Shen Siping came out from the inside. The two looked up at each other in surprise, Luo Jue smiled, "So early?"

Shen Siping: "There is something wrong, Master Luo also came to see Yan Ling?"

Looking at Shen Siping's expression when he spoke, Luo Jue felt that the two of them seemed to have something in common for Yan Ling.

Luo Jue: "Two days ago, in Sterling, you mean that Tong Yu needs you?"

Shen Siping struggled for a while, hesitated to speak, and finally nodded vigorously.

Luo Jue: "Why?" Then he asked tentatively: "I can't?"

Shen Siping struggled for a while, then shook his head.

Luo Jue sighed in his heart, did he shake his head because he didn't want to say it or he couldn't?After a pause, he said again: "Is it related to his coma now?"

Shen Siping continued to struggle, but this time he neither nodded nor shook his head.

Luo Jue smiled helplessly and went to find Yan Ling.

Shen Siping turned around and watched Luo Jue enter Yan Ling's room. He walked away slowly after the door was closed. He didn't want Luo Jue to know too much. He hoped that when Tong Yu was fully recovered, Luo Jue would be with him. He knew Tong Yu needs Luo Jue.

Shen Siping had made it very clear to Yan Ling just now.

Yan Ling was flipping through the book at the desk in the room, looking very tired, like someone who didn't sleep much last night, when she saw Luo Jue coming in, she frowned, and said casually: "It's so early today."

Luo Jue was not polite, pulled the chair by the table and sat down, and went straight to the point, "Yesterday you kept looking between me and Shen Siping, can you talk to me carefully now?"

The corner of Yan Ling's mouth twitched, as if he didn't want to answer this question.

Luo Jue: "I just ran into him outside the door. I thought about it carefully. The only thing Shen Siping and I have in common is that we like Tong Yu." He lowered his head slightly, but looked up, staring closely at Yan spirit.