Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Yes, those doctors thought it was magical at the time, so don't worry about yourself. When the day breaks, I will go back to Wuyuan to see if I can bother others to run."

"How about others? Is it easy to talk?" This is what the alcoholic cares about.

"...I didn't get along very much, but he was willing to help save the second young master. He is definitely not a hard-hearted person, and he especially loves Miss Wen, and Miss Wen is so nice..."

The drunkard interrupted him with a smile: "If you can't speak well, don't beg others because of me."

He is not worth it for him to do it for him.

"Don't worry, no matter what method is used, I will definitely bring him over. If it doesn't work, I will ask Bai Yi for help. Bai Yi has a good relationship with him."

"White clothes?"

"Well, do you remember the injured little gray cat that Bai Yi hugged back before? The cat was lost by Miss Wen's cousin. Some things are really coincidental and surprising." Qing Yi smiled.

The owner of that little gray cat? Have a good relationship with Baiyi?

The drunkard smiled, as if he understood something.

Yes, some things are so coincidental that they cannot be explained.

I just don't know if this cat demon's arrival will disrupt that person's plan.

Tsing Yi went to get a basin of warm water to wipe the drunkard.

The drunkard refused at first, but he couldn't hold back Tsing Yi.

After taking off his clothes, Tsing Yi understood why he was so resistant.

It's really scary to be thin, especially on the chest, only skinny is left.

There were still a lot of bruises in several places on his body, all of which were left by needles and operations.

It’s even harder to see on the arm. Both arms are traces of needle sticks. One arm still has more than a dozen needle sticks that have not disappeared. The black green is big, swollen and people touch. I dare not touch it.

Tsing Yi's hand holding the towel was trembling slightly, looking at his bruised body, there was no way to start.

He raised his eyes to look at the alcoholic, but the alcoholic smiled at him slightly.

But it made Tsing Yi feel even more unhappy.

He wiped his body carefully with a towel, and his movements were extraordinarily gentle and careful, not even daring to breathe, for fear of hurting him.

"... You said you liked me last time, was it true?" He asked suddenly.

"You know it's true, why do you still ask."

The drunkard didn't evade this problem, didn't even hesitate, so he admitted frankly.

At this time, if he repents and refuses to admit it, then he is really too unhuman and too disappointed in his love.

"I just want to hear you say it again." Qing Yi looked at him and said.

The drunkard smiled, looked at him, and said without hesitation: "Yes, I like you, I like it very much. I like it for a long time. I want to be with you for a lifetime."

As he said, the look in Tsing Yi's eyes slowly dimmed, and his tone became heavy. A burst of grief hit him violently, almost crushing him.

Because he really doesn't know if there is still a chance to be with him.

Tsing Yi laughed when he heard this.

He waited for this sentence for four and a half years.

Fortunately, he waited.

He slowly shook the hand of the alcoholic, trying to hold it tightly, but didn't dare to force it too much.

He was glad that it was not too late.

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In the woods on the outskirts of the holy city, a car rushed in and broke the tranquility of tonight.

Almost the moment the car stopped, the people inside couldn't wait to open the door and rushed out, without even seeing the way, they rushed into the dark woods in such a hurry.