"Arrow. Are you going to leave me behind again?"

Liu Moyan's voice was low. Heavy. It's like a gentle and resentful murmur in a dream in the middle of the night. It makes people's hearts flutter.

Whether it was the calm when Duan Jinrui just came in. Or the little bit of melancholy in the back. Even the back of the exhaustion. Plus the pleading now. This kind of mood change. It was Liu Moyan's sincere affection that exploded. But also with one last temptation. He didn't want Duan Jinrui to leave like this. He needed an answer. Otherwise. It's hard to sleep.

Duan Jinrui's eyes. Falling on a carved wooden door. And then. The ten fingers of both hands are clasped on top of the ten fingers of his waist. Didn't make a force: "Mo Yan. What do you know......"

Not an interrogative sentence. It's definitely melancholy. That sentence again. gave Duan Jinrui a sense of fate that could no longer be escaped.

Liu Moyan didn't speak out immediately. He doesn't know much. But. Something that can be guessed. As if it were a little shadow. So that there is already a bit of a gap between two people. The future is even darker and more blurry. Can't see the road ahead. Raised an eyebrow. Liu Moyan said lightly: "I'm not here today to know some old things."

His feelings are very weak and single. A lot of people. He was a passerby in his life. But. Whoever cares about him. So. It is the care and exclusivity of a moth to a fire. Liu Moyan has always known what she wants. What really cares is what.

"Is it for me?" Snorted. With a hint of irony.

Liu Moyan was stunned. Duan Jinrui's reaction and words. It makes him feel that things are a little different from what he imagined. Neither a tough refusal. and not as if there is no connivance. Seems. The man he was hugging around. So strange. Something is growing that is out of his control. It's just that. This feeling of not being able to control. Not only did it not make Liu Moyan feel irritable. Instead. There is a hint of a man's desire to conquer that spreads. There's a hint of it. The excitement that made his body warm was condensing.

Touch your chin to the man's much wider shoulder. That's a touch of people. But it gave him a familiar sense of belonging: "So. . . In the end, my unwillingness to prevail. Or is it your cowardice that prevails."

Words spoken with a smile. In fact, it is very sharp. Liu Moyan was telling Duan Jinrui. He knows he likes him. Love him. He knows. He has no feelings for Tong Zhen. So. Why run away from it.

"Cowardice."

Repeat these two words one more time. Duan Jinrui closed his eyes. The hands that covered the back of Liu Moyan's hand suddenly exerted force. Save your own waist**. And then. Turned to face the man in purple. There was no escape. To be blunt: "You've been entangled in love. So. Hongu only asks you one word. If this palace resists the decree for you, you will not marry Tongji. If this palace is for you, you don't want an heir. You. What will it give?"

Liu Moyan smiled proudly: "I can help you defeat all the competitors and ascend to the throne. I can help you expand your territory. I can. Peace of mind for you."

This is Liu Moyan's self-confidence. He's not exaggerating. This man in the process of growing. Step by step, with their own abilities. Towards the Nine Heavens Climb. Step by step. With his unruliness. In Duan Jinrui's heart. One deep notch after another was imprinted. No one can compare.

"These. Hongu himself can get ......"

Duan Jinrui's words are not false. He is also the pride of the sky. Than Liu Moyan. And more natural dignity. Two people are inherently far apart. Liu Moyan thoroughly experienced it in this sentence.

He didn't flinch so easily: "Arrow. You are not weakling. It's just that. It's hard to walk alone. You and I know that. You won't allow another person to come near you like that."

Duan Jinrui's lips moved. The darkness in his eyes was as deep as a whirlpool: "Everything in the world. and cause and effect; There is no love for no reason. There is no hatred for no reason. I don't care for no reason. Before parting. I promised you. When you come back. will tell you something. Now the opportunity is ......"

Duan Jinrui didn't seem to have any feelings. Mechanically spit out these words that Liu Moyan couldn't understand: "When I first met you. It's the time when the peach blossoms are blooming. Remember when you were still a little snow-white. Eyebrows and eyes are crooked. It's especially nice to laugh at. What you're wearing. It's a ......."

In a cold and hard tone. Slowly soaked in a little gentleness. Such a reticence. Let Liu Moyan, who didn't know whether to know the antecedents. The bottom of my heart began to feel sad. The more Duan Jinrui cares about the one in the past. Now this one of him. The more I feel suffocated. More than knowing that he was with a woman he didn't love, he couldn't stand it: "Shut up."

Liu Mo stopped drinking. Duan Jinrui didn't hear it. The eyes are empty. As if through those elegant patterns. Return to the sky of the past. Lips. Slowly provoked a gentle smile: "That kid has a bad temper at all. It will be when I want to catch him. Deliberately pushed me down. Roll down the peach blossoms all over the ground with him. Will help him tie his hair while I am doing it. Catch some little bugs. Sneak it on the hem of my clothes. Will be a barbecue of wild things. The burnt part was delivered to my mouth......"

"He's not a good boy. But. But it's a very real child. He will be at night when it is very cold. Take the initiative to hug me to keep warm. Will ......"

Liu Moyan's memories are no matter the past and present life. It's missing that part. I didn't think it was important before. That's just some weak, uninteresting memories of childhood. And now. But he felt pain. Because. He can sketch a picture of two children snuggling together to keep warm from Duan Jinrui's description. Depicting two children. One big and one small. Colorful silk silk chasing in the peach blossoms.

That's him. But. That's just him who exists in Duan Jinrui's memory. The man who makes men nostalgic to this day. The one who makes men willing to bow down gently. It's not him.

"I said it. I don't want to hear about the old sesame rotten millet today."

Liu Moyan's eyes. A flash of hideous killing intent flashed. I don't know who it's for. He sticks ten fingers on the man's waist. Tighten sharply. No more brute force. Rather, it infiltrates the internal force that can hurt people.

Duan Jinrui snorted. Coming back to my senses from that empty state of memory. Smiled wryly. A little blood on his lips. Stick out the tip of your tongue. Lick it clean. Fishy sweet taste. Makes the stomach more and more upset. didn't let Liu Moyan see his hesitation.

Liu Moyan didn't want to listen to it anymore. Even if he wants to singled out everything: "I can spoil you. can pamper you. Can promise you a lot of things. But ......"

The man's face was firm and resolute: "Between us. . It's never love."

Liu Moyan's eyes were red. He gritted his teeth. Fiercely: "You care about me. I care about you. What if it's not love?"

His love for men. Isn't it really love. Otherwise. When will Liu Moyan fall into such an entangled appearance now. When. will be on a person. It's hard to let go. It's just that. Duan Jinrui said that it is not love. So. Why should he confess love.

Liu Moyan's pride. Let him take that budding thing. Swallow into the throat.

"Mo Yan. Do you really know what you want?"

Duan Jinrui asked calmly and calmly. Even with a hint of coldness. That is the coldness that belongs to Duan Jinrui's heart that has never been shown to the people behind him.

"What do you want is me? It's still the unwillingness of something that belongs to you to be snatched away by others."

Duan Jinrui's face was very indifferent. It's like you're talking about irrelevant people.

Duan Jinrui's hand rests on the carved wooden door. Fingertips make force. Creaking. A gap opened. A ray of light shone obliquely on the man's robe. The dark lines. It's like it's glowing. Stretching with unspeakable wantonness.

Arrow ......

Liu Moyan called softly in the back. And Duan Jinrui's action of opening the door also froze. Because. A sharp chill on the back of his waist. It's a killing machine that can never be mistaken for.

Liu Moyan's hand gripped the handle of the dagger tightly. Raised an eyebrow obliquely. smiled and bent his eyes: "If you take another step. This dagger. There will be blood."

Liu Moyan was smiling. It's just that. No one can take his words as a joke. The coldness and determination in those eyes. It's scary to look at.

What Duan Jinrui felt was not frightened and afraid. It's a kind of desolation. He didn't expect Liu Moyan to be like this. Maybe. The bottom of my heart is empty. From the moment he promised his father to marry Tong Zhen. From the moment he stepped into this room. Through the crack where the door opens. As if seeing Zhuang Lijue's angry and flustered face expanding: "I owe you. I returned it all today......"

Duan Jinrui smiled lowly: "That story is not finished yet. Happy times are short-lived. The Prince's Palace. It's always a big deal. Soon someone was looking for it. They are going to kill the prince. And the crown prince. I chose to let the kid lead the pursuers away. chose to watch the child being tortured. Someone was thrown off a cliff ......"

"I owe you. You can pay it off today. Let's do it."

The door is wide open. Duan Jinrui stepped forward without hesitation. His heart was wide open. He doesn't take the slightest precaution. The dagger with iron as clay. He can be easily killed. Not to mention in the hands of a master like Liu Moyan.

"I said it. As long as you go one step further. This dagger will see blood today. I do what I say."

Liu Moyan's voice was extremely cold. The smile on Duan Jinrui's lips was relaxed. Between life and death. On the contrary, I saw a lot more clearly. What if you really die at the hands of the other party today? At least. No more guilt. It won't be painful anymore......

Poof. The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh is so clear. There was no sound in my ears all of a sudden. Duan Jinrui turned around. He watched as the dagger he had given to the boy sank deep into Liu Moyan's waist and abdomen. Leave no gaps. The slender five fingers that hold the hilt. Watered with blood. He watched as the blood stained his robes purple. Blooming one bright flower after another.

"Every year......

"Your Highness."

Two exclamations. When Duan Jinrui hugged the stumbling Liu Moyan. Bang. The door was slammed open. And Zhuang Lijue also rushed in.

"Every year. You'll be fine. Why are you so stupid. What are you doing......"

Liu Moyan's face turned pale. His lips were overflowing with blood. Quietly staring at Duan Jinrui, he panicked to treat his injuries and stop the bleeding. His lips open and close. Silent: "You owe me. It's never going to pay it off."

He used blood. The fate that has been tied together since childhood. Knots are formed. formed a web of nightmares that Duan Jinrui couldn't get rid of in this life.

From now on. He was in Duan Jinrui's heart. It's no longer the child who only grew up in the past. He is Liu Moyan. It's Duan Jinrui's catastrophe.

I said it. I want. Unscrupulous means are also required to get. Anyone. I can't take away every penny that belongs to me.