Master is a white moonlight

In the past few days, Leng Yizhen has been going to the smoking cessation center every afternoon to take the pulse of the addicts and see if there is any room for improvement in the prescription.

Leng Yijiao thought about completing the prescription work before he left, and doing his part for the people in this space.

After coming out of the smoking cessation center that day, Leng Yijiao became firm in such and such thoughts.

In the past few days, Mo Yu has been accompanying Leng Yijiao every step of the way, going in and out of the smoking cessation center together, and the two of them are stuck together all the time.

Both of them understand in their hearts that the last few days are the only time they have, and there is no way to find it or get it again.

Today is the last day that Leng Yizhen will stay in the second space. Leng Yizhen is not sure when he will disappear from this space.

Last night, I almost didn't sleep all night, my heart was full of thoughts, and I tossed and turned in bed, having trouble falling asleep.

Mo Yu fell asleep for a while, and the people around him turned over from time to time, and she woke up too.

"Can't you sleep?" Mo Yu turned sideways, supported his head and looked at Leng Yikan, the tails of his eyes slightly raised.

Leng Yizhen had been crying intermittently, but before that, he had just suppressed it, fearing that his crying would wake Mo Yu up.

As a result, Leng Yizhen couldn't bear it anymore, and cried loudly.Like a wronged kitten, it kept rubbing against Mo Yu's arms.

Mo Yu knew that Leng Yijiao had been enduring the pain of parting for the past few days, but why not himself?

"Be good, don't cry." Mo Yu gently stroked Leng Yixuan's back, his fingertips passed through the other's soft black hair, his voice was already moist.

Leng Yizhen slowly stopped crying, and looked at Mo Yu with a pair of almond eyes filled with tears, his eyes were extremely determined.

"Mo Yu, I want you!" Leng Yizhen bit her lower lip lightly, turned over and pressed Mo Yu under her body, her black hair poured down, and the hair fell on Mo Yu's neck.

Without waiting for Mo Yu's response, Leng Yizhen leaned over and kissed Mo Yu's lips fiercely.

Kissing each other almost devouringly, wishing to integrate the person in front of him into his own flesh and blood, so that he would not have to bear the pain of parting.

"Hmm.....Xiao'er..." Mo Yu raised her chin slightly, matching Leng Yiying's wandering soft lips and restless hands.

Leng Yizhen lowered his head and left red marks on Mo Yu's neck and collarbone to declare his right to possess.

The two tossed until they turned pale near the east, and only then did they stop lingering.

Too tired and crazy last night, Leng Yizhen didn't wake up until nearly noon, and his right wrist was always sore and limp.He couldn't even hold the chopsticks steadily, and even the breakfast was fed to his mouth by Mo Yu himself.

"Mo Yu, why don't I do it myself?" Leng Yijiao tried to grab the chopsticks from Mo Yu's hand.

"Xian'er, aren't your wrists sore?" Mo Yu looked at Leng Yilan meaningfully, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I..." Leng Yizhen raised his wrist and found that his wrist was still sore and weak, so he had to compromise, "Forget it, you'd better feed me."

"Xian'er, don't do this again in the future..." The smile on Mo Yu's lips suddenly froze, and the words in her mouth were only half spoken.

Leng Yizhen naturally also guessed the second half of Mo Yu's remaining sentence, and the two of them became silent immediately, and neither of them spoke again.

"Xiao'er, I have a performance in the afternoon." Mo Yu changed the subject, looked at Leng Yizhen and said softly, "Do you want to go with me?"

"Yes! I'm going!" Leng Yizhen nodded his head repeatedly, looked at Mo Yu and said with a smile, "Mo Yu, you haven't been to Tianyin Pavilion to sing for a long time."

"Yes." Mo Yu said with a slight smile on the corner of her lips, feeling lost.

In Tianyin Pavilion, the entire inner hall was full of seats, and the boxes on the second floor were reserved early.

After an absence of more than half a month, Mo Yu took the stage again, and today's play is still a Peking opera that Mo Yu has never sung - "The Drunken Concubine".

As soon as the news came out the day before yesterday, the tickets were sold out like crazy.

On the big red stage, Mo Yu stood in the center of the stage in a gorgeous costume of Concubine Yang, with gorgeous and extravagant hairpins on her head, and agate gemstones were dazzling.

The slender fingers like green bamboo are holding a folding fan, and the fingertips are deftly turning the fan handle.

This folding fan was given to him by an elder when Mo Yu was studying opera, and it meant a lot to Mo Yu.

"My concubine is Yang Yuhuan, who is favored by the lord and appointed a noble concubine, let alone that. Yesterday, the Holy Majesty ordered me to hold a grand banquet at the Baihua Pavilion..."

Leng Yizhen sat alone in the box on the second floor, eating the newly bought chocolate from the pastry shop just now, while listening to Mo Yu's singing.

Mo Yu looked back, frowned and smiled lightly, and lowered her head to sing.Undoubtedly, Leng Yizhen couldn't look away everywhere, but it made Leng Yizhen's eyes red again and again.

Leng Yizhen hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and looked at the big red stage with a strong smile.

As soon as the play ended, the audience rushed to the edge of the stage, waved their hands vigorously at Mo Yu, and wept with joy.

"Good! Good! Boss Mo sings well!"

"Boss Mo! Boss Mo! Look at me!"

"........."

The two servants of Tianyin Pavilion held a nanmu plaque with both hands, and carefully handed it to Mo Yu.

Boss Wu, who was following at the side, lifted the red silk that covered the plaque in front of everyone, and deliberately raised his voice and shouted, "The chief of the Customs gave the plaque—a peerless beauty!"

On the nanmu plaque, Jiang Haotian personally inscribed four gilt characters: Peerless elegance.

Jiang Haotian prepared this plaque for nearly half a month, looking forward to presenting it on the day when Mo Yu returned to the stage, and today he finally fulfilled his wish.

This is still the case for two months, let alone this day.In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

After dinner, Mo Yu specially ordered someone to take out the jar of wine from the wine cellar and send it to the room.

"Xian'er, you and I brewed this wine that day." Mo Yu held the wine jar with both hands, and slowly poured the clear wine juice into the luminous glass in front of him.

With the sound of "gudong gudong" pouring wine, the mellow wine fragrance filled the whole room.

"You can drink it so soon?" Leng Yizhen blinked her almond eyes, and looked at Mo Yu in front of her with her hands on her chin.

"Would you like to try it?" Mo Yu smiled softly, and stopped pouring the wine.

"Yeah, okay!" Leng Yizhen leaned forward slightly, and reached out to pick up the luminous cup overflowing with the fragrance of wine.

Looking up, Leng Yizhen drank most of the wine in the glass.

"Xiao'er, don't be greedy!" Mo Yu snatched the luminous cup from Leng Yiluo's hand, frowning and ordered.

"Then I want you to drink with me." Leng Yizhen coquettishly said to Mo Yu.

"Of course I want to drink with Jian'er." Mo Yu said, picked up another luminous glass full of wine, and gently shook the glass at Leng Yizhen.

With a flick of his sleeve to cover his lips, he swallowed a large glass of wine.

The two sat by the window, sipping wine and chatting.

"Xian'er, will you miss me when you go back?"

"Yes! Of course I would."

"Xian'er, what kind of person do you think your master is?"

Leng Yizhen frowned slightly, for some reason Mo Yu suddenly asked Shen Han, and said after a long time, "Master, she is a great kind person, she always teaches me the duties of a doctor. Of course, she is also my closest person. "

"Haha, great kindness." Mo Yu chuckled lightly, took a sip of the wine in his glass, "Does Jian'er love her?"

"She is my master, and I will only respect her!" Leng Yizhen hurriedly explained, "Mo Yu, are you drinking too much?"

"Xin'er, is this dagger yours?" Mo Yu took out a dagger from his sleeve, and the sharp blade reflected a dazzling light under the moonlight.

"Mo Yu, what are you going to do!" Leng Yizhen looked at Mo Yu nervously, and persuaded him vigilantly, "Swords have no eyes, give me the dagger!"

"Xian'er, don't you want plum blossom nails?"

"Yes, but..."

"There is no 'Plum Blossom Nail' in this world, what she asks you to get is—the soul-fixing nail!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yu held the handle of the knife with both hands, and stabbed the dagger hard into his chest.

One knife after another, Mo Yu mercilessly scratched his chest with the dagger.

After stirring for a while, Mo Yu took out the nail turned from white bone in the chest cavity with one hand.

"Xiao'er, here you are..." Mo Yu put the white bone nail into Leng Yiluo's palm, and said angrily, "This is the nail you want..."

The white bone nail in the palm was really in the shape of a plum blossom nail, but it was transformed from a human bone.Not only was it stained with bright red blood, but it was also stained with flesh and blood.

"Papa pata", blood dripped down the ground between the fingers.Drop by drop, it gradually gathered into a pool of blood.

Leng Yizhen was completely shocked, and it took him a long time to recover, but he was still speechless.

Quickly walking around the table, Leng Yizhen hugged Mo Yu tightly into his arms.

"Mo Yu, you...what the hell are you doing..." Leng Yizhen pressed his palm hard on Mo Yu's bloody chest, trying to stop the blood, "I don't want it! I don't want anything! "

"Mo Yu, I only want you...I only want you!" Leng Yijiao roared heart-piercingly, with tears all over his face.

There was a gratified smile from the corner of Mo Yu's lips, and he gently stroked Leng Yiying's cheek with his blood-stained palm, and said with the last bit of strength in his body, "Xian'er, I love you."

In an instant, Mo Yu's hand dropped heavily, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes slowly closed.

"Mo Yu, wake up...you wake up!" Leng Yizhen kept shaking Mo Yu in his arms with both hands, and kept repeating in his mouth.

Suddenly, the person in his arms became more and more transparent, like a phantom.

Leng Yijiao tried to grab it with his hands, but found that he couldn't grab anything, only the bone nail in his hand was tightly held in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Yizhen witnessed with his own eyes that his body became almost transparent, and the two of them finally completely disappeared in the second space.