How could he say these words without changing his expression behind the ugly red and black mask?

Xie Xingchen took a few steps back to calm his beating heart.Thinking of what the young man said about wanting to kiss him, he swallowed and thought to himself: Childish words are unbridled, childish words are unbridled...

Every time he took a step back, the young man took a step closer, like an advanced hunter chasing his prey, determined to win.

"No, no." The young man came over and wanted to take off his mask, but Xie Xingchen strongly refused.

If the mask is lifted, his expression will definitely break, and then the character will be ruined.

"Why?" The young man refused to let Xie Xingchen go.

He has been secretly in love with this masked man for many years, but has never even seen his true face.

"Because... because..." Xie Xingchen covered his mask with his hands, fearing that the young man would forcefully remove it, while thinking of an excuse: "Because I'm ugly."

"Yes, that's right, I'm extremely ugly, and God cannot tolerate it!"

Xie Xingchen said, feeling confident.

"I don't care. If you are good-looking, you will easily fall in love with others and be coveted by others. So I would rather you be ugly, then you can only be mine."

The young man didn't mind his ugliness at all, his brows and eyes were smiling, exuding tenderness.

Xie Xingchen: "..."

Is this great love?He literally cried to death.

Xie Xingchen racked his brains and tried his best to come up with another excuse: "But, I am ashamed of myself and dare not face my ugly self. I have low self-esteem."

The young man paused, as if he didn't expect this to be the reason.

He didn't force Xie Xingchen anymore, he stretched out his hand, and sparks burst out from his fingertips, illuminating his own face.

Under the firelight, the young man's facial features were exquisite, and his pair of slightly slanted red phoenix eyes slanted into his hair, giving him a full sense of sharpness.

The moment Xie Xingchen saw the young man's face, all the blood in his body seemed to flow backwards, and his head was buzzing.

Who is this if not Han Mo?

Seeing Xie Xingchen in a daze, Han Mo didn't think much about it.He held Xie Xingchen's index finger and touched his forehead.

There was a hideous scar in that place, but it was hidden by the broken hair on his forehead, so it couldn't be seen normally.

Han Mo curled his eyes, smiled slightly, and said nonchalantly: "I'm ugly too, look at this scar."

Xie Xingchen recovered from the shock that the boy was Han Mo, touched the protruding scar on the boy's forehead, and suddenly felt sorry for him, and asked: "Who did it?"

This scar was left many years ago.

Many years ago, Han Mo offended Han Sheng because of his extraordinary talent, and his face was cut by pieces of a tea cup that Han Sheng deliberately smashed on the ground.

Later, because of his indifferent attitude, Han Sheng was annoyed and asked someone to hold him down and scratched his entire face with splinters.

On the entire face, only the wound on the forehead that was scratched by Han Sheng could not be healed, and it remained permanently across Han Mo's forehead.

Symbolizes the humiliation suffered by the weak.

Han Mo remembered the origin of this scar, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold, "Just a waste."

waste?Shouldn't it be Han Sheng?

This incredible conjecture spread and took root in my heart, and then turned from conjecture to certainty.

Xie Xingchen's heart was in turmoil. Isn't this too bloody?

If he guessed correctly, Han Sheng actually played two roles in the plot.

During the day, he plays the role of an arrogant and domineering direct disciple of the Han family, beating and scolding Han Mo, and torturing him to death; at night, he transforms into a masked man, greeting and caring Han Mo.

What if this isn't schizophrenia? !

"I like you, and I'm willing to show you all my filth."

"So, I beg you, have mercy on me, a very vicious person, and show mercy and give me charity..."

The young man grasped Xie Xingchen's index finger, put it to his lips, kissed it reverently, and murmured softly.

"I..." Faced with such a passionate and public confession, Xie Xingchen's mind went blank.

If he takes off his mask, his character will be destroyed and his death will be certain.But Han Mo's attitude was too sincere, which actually made Xie Xingchen hesitate.

Seeing Xie Xingchen hesitate, the young man bared his teeth and gently rubbed his fingertips, feeling slightly itchy and moist.Then he bit it again, and his fingertips quickly turned red.

"You, you, you..." Xie Xingchen was so shocked that his tongue was tied when his fingertip was bitten, and his face turned red.

"You, give me time to think about it, and that's it for tonight."

After Xie Xingchen cleared his tongue, he gritted his teeth and quickly pulled out his fingers from Han Mo's lips.

He turned around and left the cave as if running away, not daring to look back.

After Xie Xingchen left, Han Mo licked the lips where he had just kissed Xie Xingchen's index finger and couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

He actually wanted...more.

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