Brilliant

"So you hid from me just because of this wound? You still ignored my seduction..." Wen Mingyuan licked his scar maliciously. He really liked this person and wanted to melt him into himself in the arms.

"So you deliberately rubbed against me while I was cooking to seduce me?" Mo Beicheng wondered, "I thought you were just starving."

Wen Mingyuan was unhappy now, he let go, sat on the bed, looked up at Mo Beicheng: "Are you questioning me?"

"No." Mo Beicheng leaned over to hold his face, and gave him a deep kiss.

Before meeting Wen Mingyuan, in his barren days, he felt love, but he never expected to be loved by anyone, and he never expected to love anyone.

Wen Mingyuan reached out to hug him, and the two of them fell on the bed together.

"By the way, little brother," Wen Mingyuan leaned over and bit his ear, "This is the first time for me, you have to be gentle."

"It's my first time too." Mo Beicheng stroked his back.

"Huh?" Wen Mingyuan's smile froze suddenly.

Hold!Just wait until it hurts!

Mo Beicheng had a dream. In the dream, he was sitting in a deep black world and playing the piano.

There is no light and no sound around, he is sitting in the center of the world playing piano music that no one will listen to, his fingers are jumping on the keys, he is unconsciously playing chaotic notes, but he can't stop.

He was afraid of something coming from behind, he was afraid of poisonous snakes and thorns, he was afraid of his mother's voice.

He is afraid of all unknowns and all futures.

As if he and the piano have become one, playing is the only way for him to continue his life.

In the starless and moonless night, his fingers burst out the only light and sound.

As if it was his destiny, as if he was a happy boy to please the gods, or something would be taken away if he didn't.

Mo Beicheng clamored in his heart to stop this crazy performance, but he couldn't control his body. He knew that he would play until he collapsed and played until he died, until the end of everything, until he would cry blood on the piano. No one will come to pity him.

until someone took his hand.

"Do not be afraid."

The voice spoke to him softly.

It was as if an order of immediate release had been signed for him, to be liberated from this endless cage, from this endless darkness.

He is free.

Mo Beicheng's hands were finally able to be removed from the piano. He looked at his convulsed hands, stood up, and looked for the source of the sound.

At this time, countless lights rose from all corners of the world.

Warm orange lights up the world, and it is extremely dazzling against the black night sky. Even Mo Beicheng's fair skin is reflected into a warm color.Those lights flew upwards, flowing in the black eggshell world, they became stars, they became bonfires.

Those lights formed a vast sea of ​​stars.

Above is the boundless brilliance, and under the feet is the reflection of the flowing galaxy.

His world lights up as a result.

The piano behind him began to play the music by itself.

Music, lighting and him form a beautiful scene like a fairy tale.

Mo Beicheng woke up from his dream. It was the first time he had such a beautiful dream since the relationship between his parents deteriorated.The area around the eyes is wet. Did he cry in his dream?He was about to reach for his phone to check what time it was, but found that Wen Mingyuan was holding his right hand.

He suddenly remembered that in that dream, there was a voice telling him not to be afraid, and there was a pair of hands holding him.

It is you......

Wen Mingyuan was still sleeping soundly, and Mo Beicheng heard the clear birdsong outside the window mixed with his breathing.The moment he bent down and touched Wen Mingyuan's forehead, he heard the melody from the gods.

Mo Beicheng's eyes widened, and he covered his ears in disbelief.

But this did not drive away the melody, but made the melody clearer. Those melodies did not come from the outside world, but from his heart.

he heard...

he heard...

he heard...

But what is the emotion overflowing in the chest?What is the light that I saw in my dream?

It was only this time that Mo Beicheng figured out that there had never been any gods, only himself.

He was able to create because he enjoyed his mother's mad love, he couldn't create because he lost this love, and now because he has this love again, his incomparable talent has returned again.

Monsters without emotions cannot be created. Only those who learn to love again can sing the most beautiful melody.

Why didn't I figure it out until now?

There is no god or sin at all, he has never been abandoned by anyone, just because the person in front of him taught him what love is, and made him feel love again.

"Wen Mingyuan..." He murmured his lover's name.

He put on his nightgown and left Wen Mingyuan's room with very light steps.

When Wen Mingyuan woke up, Mo Beicheng was still bored in his room writing songs.

"Little brother~" Wen Mingyuan opened his room door cautiously, "Why do you wake up so early to write songs?"

"Did it bother you?" Mo Beicheng put down his pen and asked.

"No." Wen Mingyuan shook his head, "Just when I woke up and saw that you were not here, I thought something happened, for example, you planned to leave me because last night was too bad..."

Mo Beicheng reached out and hugged him in his arms.

Wen Mingyuan saw the staves spread out on his desk, and asked, "Can I listen to it?"

"It's a piano piece, and the violin can't play this kind of feeling." Mo Beicheng explained, "But I plan to ask my brother to bring my piano over."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Mingyuan immediately remembered his flashing thoughts before, and he immediately said: "Can you bring it over and put it in our house? Just put it in your room, and then you can... you You can sleep in a room with me..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, but his earlobes became more and more red.

"Okay." Mo Beicheng rubbed his hair, "Go wash up, I'll cook for you."

Wen Mingyuan obediently went to the bathroom.

Mo Beicheng looked at the unfinished score, and a small idea emerged from the depths of his heart.

Wen Mingyuan brushed his teeth while listening to the morning news. The news said that Mo Nanxuan took over his father's position and became the head of Mo Jingzhi's company.

The news was still speculating about Mo Beicheng's whereabouts. They called Mo Beicheng "the nameless second young master of the Mo family". Wen Mingyuan almost choked on mouthwash when he heard this name.

Across the wall, Mo Beicheng was preparing breakfast. He thoughtfully changed the fried eggs he ate every morning into boiled eggs, and then served them with vegetables, sliced ​​bread, and a cup of multigrain porridge.It's just that today he cut an apple on a whim, half of each person.

In honor of his voluntary eating of the forbidden fruit, he walked out of the divine Garden of Eden.

All his loyalty and love in the future will only be given to that one person.

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