The dark night, the willow tops on the moon, the Qinghe town at night, the cool breeze, quiet and peaceful.

The street was empty, at this time, all the families went to sleep, Mozhu came to the highest building in Qinghe Town with wine, sat on the eaves, drank the wine one by one, there was still no drunkenness in his eyes, his eyes were slightly red, looking at the full moon in the sky, it seemed that he could see through the moon, and saw the person holding the sword and looking back at him expressionlessly, although the person had no expression on his face, his eyes were full of smiles, raised his hand slightly, stretched out to him, and motioned for him to follow......

Even if it's just once, Ye Feng, can you come into my dream and come to see me? Is it true, as they say, that you hate me so much that you refuse to wait for me even in the last moments?

Mo Zhu chuckled a few times, his eyes were sad, his hand shook a little and grabbed the wine jug, it was only a long time, the wine was gone, it was gone, it was good, Mo Zhu lay on his back on the eaves and closed his eyes.

"Hurry up." Ye Feng found a drunken ink bamboo on another tall building.

Mo Zhu was in a trance, walking towards Ye Feng with messy steps, and almost tripped over the wine pot halfway, Ye Feng got closer quietly, supported Mo Zhu, Mo Zhu hugged Ye Feng, and muttered, "It's still good ...... you."

Ye Feng smelled the fragrance of fat powder on Mozhu's body, and couldn't help frowning, and the hand that he wanted to put on Mozhu's body slowly put it down.

Mo Zhu looked at the other self and Ye Feng in front of him in a daze, he wanted to shout Ye Feng but couldn't make a sound, he never thought that Ye Feng cared about it, and he cared about the smell of others on his body.

He didn't think to explain to Ye Feng, explaining that he had never had a relationship with anyone else, and that those smells were only contaminated by him when he deliberately got closer, he just hoped that Ye Feng would notice him.

The picture suddenly turned and came to his own courtyard, when he first succeeded the family, all kinds of trivial things continued, at that time he stayed up for several nights and didn't sleep, Ye Feng silently stayed by his side, and after going to the kitchen to fetch him some food, he was already lying on the table and falling asleep.

Through the window, he watched Ye Feng pick him up, move him to the side of the recliner, cover him with a blanket, and then return to the table to help him write the rest of his official duties.

Ye Feng writes very seriously, his back is always straight, and the words look elegant and free, but his personality is completely different, Ye Feng is the most affectionate, and there are some things that he can't let go.

Mo Zhu stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Ye Feng, but his hand passed through Ye Feng's body, Ye Feng wrote quietly, occasionally glancing at him lying on the recliner, the satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, he had never seen it.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Feng got up, walked to the recliner, leaned over and sighed softly, dropped a kiss on his lips, and walked out of the room silently.

Mo Zhu wanted to follow, but it suddenly became dark in front of him, and when he lit up again, it was already night, and there was no one in the courtyard.

He saw that the candle in his room was still lit, the door, "bang" opened, drunk, he staggered towards Ye Feng's room, Ye Feng looked at him in astonishment, helplessly helped him to go inside, and after a while, the sound of wheezing and low roar in the room came out.

Mo Zhu's eyes widened, he clearly remembered that the night after he got drunk, he woke up in his room......

Soon he knew the answer, and when it was almost dawn, Ye Feng came out with him in his arms and sent him back to his room, and he found that Ye Feng's footsteps were a little unsteady......

Mo Zhu was speechless, and came to another scene, he tore his face with Ye Feng, the reason he forgot, the previous scene was clearly visible, and the sound was also clear, only this one, he couldn't hear the sound, he looked at him in a daze, Ye Feng couldn't support the miserable white face that fell to the ground, and Xiao Xian, who rushed out of the corner after he left......

It seems that from that day on, he never saw Ye Feng again, until he heard the news that Ye Feng was married to another woman, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, gave a death order, and slaughtered Ye Feng's village.

Ye Feng was so strong, how could he die! How could the top of the killer list die so easily in the hands of those little minions, he absolutely didn't believe it!

It is impossible for Ye Feng to die! How could he die!

Mo Zhu woke up from his dream suddenly, sweaty, he covered his mouth, and suddenly laughed, the louder he laughed, the louder he laughed, why was he so painful alone, and the face that was the same as Ye Feng flashed in his mind.

"Ye Min......, hehe, the show is still to come! Even if that girl refuses to cooperate, I have more ways to make you and the person who loves you miserable, so let you make a choice yourself, I'm really curious, which side will you choose? Mo Zhu's deep voice came, slowly passing away with the wind.

In the Qilu wine shop, Tao Hong has not come to fetch wine for several days, and Uncle Tao came by himself.

Xiao Jiu frowned, but it wasn't because of this incident, Tao Hong didn't come, he was still more comfortable in his heart, lest the girl sarcastically mock him again and add blockage to his heart, what he was really worried about was that the Xiao family's task was time-bound.

There is only so much time left before the mission deadline, and now, it is definitely impossible for him to kill Wangjiu, but if he sets off to return to Xiao's house now and withdraws the mission, this time is too late, but he is a little uneasy.

Xiao Jiu thought so, his eyes fell straight on the long time who was talking happily with the guests, he hadn't seen how other lovers got along, but how his father and his mother got along, he still knew, showing that his mind had been for so many days, why did he feel more estranged?

Although, Forget Jiu slept directly in his room at night to avoid his nightmares, but it stands to reason that if Forget Jiu liked him, shouldn't he be more eager to contact him? In the current situation, how can he rest assured that he will go back to the Xiao family, in case, in case, he will kill Zhang Hong and Li Hong halfway?

Xiao Jiu was silent, this is very possible, but if the deadline is missed, and the people of the Xiao family send other killers to come, this old fox is a little sure, he really has no accuracy in his heart, Xiao Jiu can't help but fall into a tangle.

Forget for a long time felt that Xiao Jiu retracted his gaze, he tilted his head slightly, this kid was thinking about something again, Xiao Jiu was still young, he couldn't do anything to him, he had performed so many tasks, all kinds of people, he had seen it, and naturally he had met a few pairs of lovers of the same sex, they all said that in that matter, it would be more difficult to bear it, so if you think about it, let's wait for Xiao Jiu to grow up and talk about it.

Besides, Wangjiu is a normal person, and it is impossible not to feel no feelings at all for people who have liked him for so many years, and he can only be separated from Xiao Jiu a little distance that he can bear, so as not to have an accident.

There are some things that he himself is not sure of.

In a corner of the wine shop, Mo Zhu disguised himself as a young rich boy, and his age looked not much different from Xiao Jiu.

Mo Zhu poured two glasses of wine and brought them over, his voice sounded vigorous and vibrant, very different from his own voice, and he had completely become a child.

He took the wine and walked up to Xiao Jiu, "I said, what are you bothering about here alone?" ”