"Yes," Mo Yan sighed and sighed, "I don't know how long I can stay in this world......"

Anshu frowned, his expression full of displeasure: "I don't like to hear what you say." ”

"I'm kidding." Mo Yan's words were full of ridicule, but his frowning brows never let go.

"Don't you know you can't lie in front of me?"

Anshu and Mo Yan have been inseparable for a few years, how can they not know the sadness hidden in Mo Yan's eyes?

"It's going to be fine."

"Really?" Mo Yan looked at the tea set on the table.

"Whew......" Anshu sighed deeply, but couldn't say anything comforting.

"Let's go to sleep first," Mo Yan restrained the emotion in his eyes, and walked straight to the side of the bed to lie down: "I'm so sleepy." ”

"Later, Ziying and Zimeng will come in to help you wash up." Anshu looked down and smiled indulgently.

"I don't want to, I'm so tired." Mo Yan couldn't hide the tears in his eyes, and slipped down the corners of his eyes.

Anshu looked at Mo Yan distressedly, walked to the side of the bed and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Mo Yan's eyes: "Don't cry." ”

"Wow~" Mo Yan hugged Anshu's slender waist: "I don't want to, but I just can't help it...... What to do? ”

Mo Yan has never been such a fragile person, and he can even be said to be invulnerable, and now he is like this...... It's just because there are people in this world that she cares about......

People, once you have weakness, you have weakness...... With fear......

"It's okay, there will be a way, don't you believe that I still don't believe your senior brother?"

"It's useless...... I might really ......"

Before Mo Yan's words were finished, Anshu covered his mouth, "Shut up!" ”

"Sleep, wake up, you'll be fine tomorrow."

"Hmm." Mo Yan nodded.

Anshu patted Mo Yan on the back like coaxing a child.

"Sleep, wake up and forget everything."

Anshu knew that if he slept when Mo Yan was sad, he would be invulnerable again when he woke up the next day.

……

After a long time, the sound of Mo Yan falling asleep was heard, and An Shu put Mo Yan flat.

Turning his wrist, Anshu pursed his lips.

She didn't know what Mo Yan was thinking, but because she knew, the comfort would seem so ...... Feeble.

"You're not afraid of death, you're reluctant to let us go......" a murmuring voice sounded in the quiet boudoir.

"Master?" Ziying's inquiry came from outside the door.

"Shh Opened the door and walked out: "She fell asleep." ”

"Let's get rid of it."

"Master, is she sad?"

Ziying stretched out her hand and pointed to the room.

Anshu nodded heavily: "Hmm." ”

"Miss Anshu, the master will leave it to you."

Ziying frowned and instructed Anshu sentence by sentence: "Master, when you are sad, you will have nightmares when you sleep......"

“…… There is also a light for the master, who may not be able to sleep after being awakened by a nightmare. ”

"I see," Anshu rubbed Ziying's head, "don't worry, I'll take care of her." ”

"Well, let's go to sleep then?"

When the words fell, Ziying pulled Zimeng and left.

……

Anshu walked inside and closed the doors and windows, leaving a lamp and lay down beside Mo Yan.

"Sleep, everything will be fine."

Gently embracing Mo Yan into his arms, Anshu said in Mo Yan's ear.

……

"Don't!" Mo Yan woke up from his sleep.

Beads of sweat hung on her beautiful cheeks, and her chest rose and fell and panted.

"What's wrong?" Anshu woke up from his daze.