He held the ground with his palms, tears dripped on the back of his hands, the sunset at dusk sprinkled down, wrapping his shoulders, Luo Xiao only felt that the heavens and the earth were so heavy, weighing his liver and intestines.

He always knelt, the cars going back and forth around him, and the people who stopped had to scold him for being neurotic, Luo Xiao didn't say a word, he lowered his head, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, only to find that he was already in tears.

Several men walked into the hospital, and when they saw him like this when they passed by, Da Lu laughed, "What are the big men crying about, it's useless." ”

Luo Xiao raised his hand, his palm was bruised and bloodied, yes, there is no interest, there is no child dye, what is he going to do? Is it also wrong for him to let go of his hand? Twenty-one years of people who have sworn by the sea and sworn that they will leave it when they say that they will drop it, and they have never tasted that kind of pain, who can understand?

He just can't let go, he's loved for so many years, he just wants to continue to love, is this also wrong?

Luo Xiao closed his eyes, the sky was getting dark, but he still didn't move, letting the overwhelming darkness swallow him.

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Emgrand Dragon Garden.

Third floor, inside the master bedroom.

Tong Ran slept in a daze, and when she woke up, she only felt itchy, she opened her eyes, and saw Mo Nanjue sitting at the head of the bed, he lowered his head, and was concentrating on wiping her hair.

The man's delicate side face was hazy by the afterglow of dusk, and Tong Ran reached out, and his slender fingertips touched the bridge of his tall nose.

The tips of the heart are throbbing.

The man's movements paused, his thin lips pursed her fingertips, and his good-looking peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, "Awake?"

Tong Ran nodded calmly.

"See," the man raised his eyebrows, still holding a white towel in his hand, "don't say I never wiped your hair." ”

He Jun had the expression of a new good man on his face, Tong Ran laughed lightly, she looked down, she had changed into pajamas on her body, "You helped me take a bath?"

Mo Nanjue glanced at him, "Helping you is more tired than taking a bath than helping Nan Nan take a bath." ”

Tong Ran glared at him, "You have never helped Nan Nan take a bath." ”

Mo Nanjue didn't answer, he hugged her up with his arm around her back, and took a cushion for her to lean on her back, "I'll go and let Steward Zhou bring porridge up." ”

As he spoke, he was about to get up, but Tong Ran subconsciously reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Don't go." ”

"It's just downstairs. ”

"Don't," Tong Ran just clung to it, "then you take me down and eat." ”

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth hooked into a smile, and the charming look made her stunned, he lowered his head, and his thin lips brushed her cheeks, "Hug me and eat you." ”

“……”

Tong Ran let go of his hand and took a mat and threw it on his handsome face.

"Wait. Monan Jue smiled and patted her on the head, turned and walked downstairs.

The door was closed with a slight click.

In the room, Tong Ran stared at the place where the man walked out of the place and was stunned, she reached out to cover her face, and the overwhelming tiredness swept over, saying that she was not afraid of being fake, she trembled and bent down, her slender back was arched whole, she hugged her knees, almost shrunk into a ball.

Outside the room, Mo Nanjue did not go downstairs immediately, his slender fingers still maintained the movement of holding the doorknob, the man raised his head, his eyes were fixed on the mahogany door, and there was a complicated look in his eyes, he squinted his eyes, and he didn't know how long it took to say that he didn't feel his feet standing sore, and then he turned around and walked downstairs.