Lan Yan, who woke up, sat in the bedroom, looking at the waves outside, and didn't dare to go out.

Because of the influence of delusion, the thoughts hidden in the bottom of the heart cannot be hidden.

Lan Yan looked down at the black jade in his hand and was silent.

He sat motionless, and the room seemed to be suspended.

Mo You, who was outside the house, had already opened the star ring, clicked on the post page of the star network, and posted a post:

[Anonymous]: I suddenly found out that my apprentice likes me, how to deal with it?

As soon as the post was posted, it received many replies very quickly.

Five, Six, Seven, Eight: Is it a realistic version of master-apprentice love?

Hulala: Since the poster can post for help, does it mean that he is also a little excited?

The ears are very smart: if you like it, you will be together, and if you don't like it, you will clearly refuse.

Shang Shang Qianqian: There is nothing wrong with liking, you can talk about it!

Wen Wen Jingjing: Wow, wow, wow, the post is sent out by the master to represent that there is a play!

Three-two-three: How did the poster find out? (Did you find out that he was stealing relatives?) ）

The clouds are light and the wind is light: upstairs, this is not, how can this be the case.

Mo You, who was sitting on the sofa, was silent for a moment when he saw Santwosan's comment.

The brain is like a movie, constantly thinking about what happened before.

After roughly skimming through these comments, Mo You quit the star network and drank tea tactically.

While most of the reviews don't draw on it, one of them is quite right.

She needs to talk to Lan Yan.

After waiting for the medicine to be boiled, Mo You opened the door of Lan Yan's bedroom with the medicine bowl.

"The medicine is ready." Mo You walked up to him and placed the still steaming medicine bowl on the table next to him, "Drink it while it's hot." ”

After delivering the medicine, Mo You found a stool to sit next to him and took out a folding fan from his cuff.

The folding fan opened and closed, repeatedly, like Mo You's mood at this time.

"What do you want to tell me?" Lan Yan didn't rush to serve the medicine bowl, and his voice was calm, "Let's talk first." ”

Mo You slowly closed the folding fan, and what he said was a merciless refusal, "You don't have to spend too much time on me. ”

As soon as these words came out, Lan Yan's eyes flashed.

The already pale face became even paler.

"I was alone before, and I will always be." Mo You raised his eyes to look at him, "I won't choose a partner. ”

A long, long time ago, Mo You abandoned 'love'.

A god like her doesn't have love.

"Lan Yan, the world is very big, you shouldn't be trapped by me." Mo You wanted to reach out and rub his head, but he was afraid that such a move would be too much.

The raised hand stayed in mid-air, and then slowly retracted.

In the silence, Mo You put down a chocolate in Lan Yan's hand, and his tone was gentle but like a knife, cutting his heart, and blood was dripping.

"Lan Yan, let go of this obsession."

Lan Yan chuckled, and the madness in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Let go of obsessions......

It's not an obsession, it's a liking.

The injuries on his body plus emotional wounds, the two added together, and forced Lan Yan to spit out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped it off with a tissue and threw it in the trash.

Then he stood up and approached Mo You step by step.

He bent down and looked at Mo You, unable to hide the wound in his eyes.

"Then what is my identity with the Lord God?"

"Family, dear friends." Mo You clenched one hand, "It always has been." ”

"Family......" Lan Yan lowered his head, like a defeated big dog, aggrieved, "The partner is also a family." ”

Why can't it be a companion.

There was too much loneliness in him, so heavy that Mo You began to reflect, shouldn't he talk to him so early?

But reason told Mo You that telling it earlier would allow him to get out of this obsession as soon as possible.

The abandoned 'love' seems to be returning little by little, but the current Mo You is not aware of it.

Mo You looked at Lan Yan, who was close at hand, and leaned back restrainedly, pulling away a little distance, "It's different." ”

The family will only be with you for a while.

Taoist couples will be intimately together in the future.

Even if Mo You didn't say the latter words, Lan Yan could guess it.

Is this a preparation for separating from him later?

Lan Yan felt that his heart was stuffy, and it hurt so much.

My heart hurt as if it was about to be crushed by an invisible hand.

He slowly squatted down, put his head in her palm, and his voice trembled, "Lord God, my heart hurts. ”

Mo You couldn't guess why he was distressed now, but he still said, "It won't hurt if you drink the medicine." ”

Drinking medicine can only heal the soul, but it can't cure the distress at the moment.

The young man, who has always been calm and easy at everything, has moist eyes at the moment and smiles mockingly.

In countless beautiful dreams, Lan Yan would dream of this ending like bad news.

Each time he had to react for a long, long time, and then smile and tell himself that it was just a dream.

This is certainly not the case.

But now......

The nightmare came true.

Nightmare...... became a reality.

He raised his hand weakly and wanted to hold Mo You's hand, but he felt that this behavior was very excessive, and he lowered his hand again.

The god went from squatting to kneeling on one knee, and the whole person looked defeated.

Mo You, who didn't know what to say, looked at the young man kneeling in front of her silently, her lips pursed.

She blinked in confusion, wondering why her heart hurt a little too.

Is it because he used too much divine power in the first two days, causing his divine soul to be injured?

Mo You can't be sure.

She felt that she should go and make a decoction for herself to drink it for a while, so as to avoid this kind of heartache from happening again.

Just as she thought of this, she felt two small golden beads in her palm.

Mo You's fingers moved slightly, and there was only one thought in his mind:

He cried.

When the martial god cries, he will drop the gold beads.

Mo You panicked, she looked down at the young man in front of her at a loss, not knowing how to comfort her.

It seems that whatever he says now is a different kind of Ling Chi.

"Lord God, this is not an obsession." Lan Yan coveted the temperature of her palm, "I can't forget it." ”

"Yes." Mo You replied softly, "Time will erase everything." ”

Time will only make this thought deeper and deeper, and let him sink into this desire little by little, falling into the bottomless abyss.

"What if I say, I can't forget?" Lan Yan straightened up slightly, but still lowered his head and didn't look at Mo You.

Mo You didn't know.

She was silent for a moment, and could only answer dryly, "Yes." ”

Time will erase everything.

Definitely.

"No, it won't." Lan Yan looked up at Mo You, his face was extremely pale, "Can I ask for a chance." ”

The gentle young man looked persistent and unwilling to give up.

"What chance?" Mo You asked softly, a pair of ink eyes staring at him tightly.

"Pursue your chances." Before Mo You spoke, Lan Yan added a deadline to this, "Only one year, only one year." ”

Give him a year.

Get what you want or give up completely, let him try again.

Mo You wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say the word 'no'.

After a while, she closed her eyes and said "Okay." ”

Mo You will always be soft-hearted when facing the Lan Yan in front of him.

But isn't this yet another regression and connivance?