In front of him, Sikong Yueming's face flashed once again - that unpredictable and strange man.

Leng Ono sighed softly.

"If there is an afterlife, I hope you are no longer under the shadow of the moon."

Reaching for her fingers, she gently closed the curtains, and the moonlight was kept out of the window.

Behind him, Huangfu Yaoyang was walking out of the bathroom, and when he saw Leng Xiaoye standing by the window, he walked towards her.

"Washed?" Leng Xiaoye raised the corners of his lips at him, "Then I'll wash it." ”

"Do you want to help you?" He asked with a serious look on his face.

Leng Xiaoye rolled his eyes back, "I don't want it!" ”

With that, he slipped into the bathroom.

After a day of tossing, she was already very tired, and I believe that he was the same.

At such a time, she didn't want to provoke him, and the bodies of the two of them couldn't withstand such a toss.

Seeing her walk into the bathroom, Huangfu Yaoyang did not go to bed immediately, but walked to the small study next to the bedroom, took out a cigar from the drawer, and put it in his mouth to light it.

He smokes, but he doesn't have a craving.

Only occasionally when needed will a little cigar be smoked.

He has always believed that a truly strong person should not be tied down by anything, so he will never be addicted to anything.

Until now, the addiction is just a cold little no.

There was no light in the small study, and the cigars in the dim room flickered on and off, reflecting his handsome face and deep blue eyes.

Leng Xiaoye took a simple bath, walked out of the station, didn't see anyone in the bedroom, grabbed a towel and wiped her wet hair, she looked around suspiciously, and immediately noticed the open door of the small study, and hurriedly walked over.

Seeing Huangfu Yaoyang, who was smoking, she took off the towel in her hand.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Putting the cigar extinguished in his hand aside, Huangfu Yaoyang reached out and turned on the small lamp on the side of the table.

"Come here!"

Leng Xiaoye walked to his side, and Huangfu Yaoyang stretched out his palm and took the towel in her hand to help her wipe her hair.

"You should remember the wound on my body, that gunshot wound, it was on my fourth birthday......" He carefully wiped the water from her hair, and his voice was low, as if telling someone else's story, "The viscera was only a centimeter from the heart, and it shattered the arteries, and I was in a coma in the hospital for two weeks before I woke up...... As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw her standing next to my bed. She stood by the bed, with no smile on her face, and she said, 'KING, I hate you, don't show up in front of me again, never'. Then I moved out of the Duke's Court and lived here. ”

Leng Xiaoye turned her face and frowned, she couldn't believe that this could be what a mother said to her son.

Think about it, a four-year-old child, after going through something like that, woke up for the first time, and what he needed most at that time was probably a warm hug and kiss.

What was waiting for him was such a cold voice, he was a four-year-old child, how could he stand it?

Huangfu Yaoyang raised his hand to help straighten her hair and put the towel aside.

"I haven't had a mother since."

Stretching out his palm, Leng Xiaoye gently hugged his head and held it to his chest.

"Huangfu Yaoyang, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned this."

It must have hurt to uncover such a scar, and she really regretted dying.

"It's fine." Stretching out his arms around her waist, Huangfu Yaoyang gently sniffed the refreshing fragrance on her body, "I'm used to it, maybe it's true that I'm a cursed person as they say." ”

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