It's been a long time.

The boy still sat on the bed with that movement and posture.

Her eyebrows were lowered, and the dim yellow light sprinkled on her long, dense eyelashes, as if to coat her whole body with a layer of light.

"Squeak-"

The door was unlocked and opened.

"Da, da... Click..."

Footsteps sounded softly, cautiously, as if afraid of disturbing the people on the bed.

"Xixi."

The person who came was Mo Yu.

He wore a loose gray pajamas, and walked into Wan Zexi's house with slippers on his feet.

"Xixi?" He shouted softly and sat down on the edge of the bed with gentle movements.

"What are you doing here?" Wan Zexi's voice was hoarse, and his tone was hard.

Mo Yu lowered his eyes and took the young man's hand, and he saw the scar on the palm of the young man's palm at a glance, and a touch of anger unconsciously appeared in his eyebrows.

"Who hurt your hand?" Mo Yu's tone was dangerous.

"It's fine." Wan Zexi indifferently withdrew his hand.

Mo Yu looked at such a cold and hard boy, and only felt that he seemed to have returned to the previous life, and the young man in the previous life was what he is now, cold, high, like an emperor, unattainable.

At the same time, it also made him really feel what it means to "love but not".

Wan Zexi is the person he Mo Yu has always been unavoidable.

It is also the person he wants to pet, protect, and love in his heart.

"It's okay, no matter what happens, it's going to be fine." Mo Yu's voice was gentle at the moment, almost capable of drowning anyone.

"If you feel miserable and sad, just step back, stand behind me, I'll block for you, and if the pain is behind, you'll stand in front of me."

Wan Zexi smiled silently, her expression was indifferent, her eyes were empty, she always had a question in her heart that she wanted to ask Mo Yu, and she had saved this question for a long time.

She asked, "Mo Yu, what do you like about me?" I'm cold, heartless, selfish, muddy, infamy, why do you like me? ”

Since she was born, she has lived in a cold world, and everywhere she looks, she is full of the ugliness of the world and the indifference of human nature.

Her father has been too strict and indifferent to her since she was a child, and the slightest dissatisfaction is confinement, unable to eat, or beaten.

She still remembers her father's look deeply, and that sentence is also deeply imprinted in her soul.

"If it weren't for A-Qing, you wouldn't be worthy of coming to this world."

At that time, although she was precocious, she was a child in the end, and because of this sentence, she always had a resentment in her heart.

I remember that year, she was kidnapped by the underworld, and her father didn't let people come to save her, but just told her on the phone: "My Wanlin's son has to learn to come back alive by himself." ”

Another time, she was betrayed by a nanny, abducted by traffickers, and met Mo Yu.

Later, when she came back, she always felt that something strange, the nanny had been with her for some time, and she didn't look like the kind of treacherous and wealthy person, but she didn't expect to sell her without saying a word.

Later she learned that it was all at the behest of his father, and that she overheard everything while hiding around the corner.

"Brother, he is your son after all, you are so relieved?" It was clearly her uncle's voice on the other end of the line.

Wan Lin said indifferently: "What's not to worry about, isn't she still coming back well?" ”

"Brother, I think if this child knows about the nanny being instructed by you, I'm afraid she will have to resent you for the rest of her life."

"There are many people who resent me Wan Lin, and she can't talk about it."

At that moment, the child's heart fell into the ice cellar in an instant, and the anger was poured from the head to the soles of the feet at once.

I thought that my father would think that she did a good job this time, even if he didn't praise her, he would be a lot more pleasant.

However, all this is delusional.

Her father could only be gentle with her when her mother was around, and most of the other times he ignored her or looked cold.

She loves her mother Bai Fengqing deeply, but her appearance and personality are very similar to her father Wan Lin, who has always resented her.

Cold, ruthless, selfish.

Where is she worth Mo Yu to like in two lifetimes.

Yes, two lives.

She had long seen that Mo Yu, like her, had also been reborn.

If he doesn't say, she doesn't ask.

I thought he would be bored, tired, tired, and didn't want to like her anymore, or maybe he felt that he had seen her clearly and felt that she was not worthy of his deep love.

Mo Yu didn't answer for a long time, because he was thinking, he wanted to answer her seriously and solemnly.

In fact, he also had this doubt.

Can a person like him really like someone and love someone?

He was a mouse living in a dark corner, and he couldn't remember the light, but when he first met her, he saw the light in her eyes, which were eyes he had never seen before, lustful, obscene, proud, vicious, but only those eyes were different, cold and thorough, clean and indifferent.

Whenever he was about to lose his bearings, those eyes would pop up in his mind.

Unconsciously, she has become his obsession, deep in the bone marrow, and cannot be removed.

"What? Is it hard to answer? Or do you think I don't deserve your liking? Wan Zexi's expression was indifferent, but the depths of his eyes were like stars falling, becoming dim

Mo Yu shook his head, his handsome and beautiful face was serious, and he saw his eyes deep and affectionate: "I really can't find any reason to like someone, if I have to say it, it is probably that the phoenix is not more than the sycamore, the sunset is not the west sky, the Yangtze River is not the East China Sea, and I have to you." ”

All along, the two of them have expressed their feelings implicitly, and they have never officially confessed once.

"Huh... Hehehe. ”

Wan Zexi laughed in vain, at first silently, and then gradually laughed out loud, happy and sad, his eyes were cold, and he looked terrifying.

She hoarsely said, "You know what? I wanted to kill someone, I wanted to kill all of you, including myself, didn't I think it was terrible? I think so too. ”

The young man no longer hung his head, but raised his porcelain white chin and raised his forehead, only to see tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, which made Mo Yu feel distressed and indescribable.

Mo Yu's fingertips pressed on the corners of the young man's eyes, lowered his eyes, his expression was gentle like water, and wiped away her tears little by little.

He said: "If you want to kill, I will hand you a knife, if you want to kill yourself, I will tie you up, or we will die together." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, her lips fell on his.

The sudden kiss made Mo Yu stunned.

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

The boy's lips are soft and sweet.

It was a hundred times sweeter than the candy he ate yesterday.

The man suppressed the crazy desire that suddenly burst out from the depths of his heart, and he responded to the other party softly and gently.

Long.

Just when both were about to suffocate, they finally left each other's lips.

She gasped softly, "I can't bear it. ”

Seeing that Mo Yu was just panting slightly and didn't speak, she shouted, "Mo Yu? ”

Mo Yu's landscape-like eyebrows and eyes are gentle and springy, and he touched Wan Zexi's head, "It's okay, I'm here." ”