After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

It was the first time that Mo Jinan did nothing and slept alone while holding Lin Jiayan. In the middle of the night, he vaguely felt that Lin Jiayan got out of bed, went to the bathroom and stayed there for a long time before coming back exhausted.

He staggered a bit when he got into bed, as if he was extremely tired and had no strength to move.

"Why did you go to the bathroom for so long..."

When Mo Jinan turned over and hugged Lin Jiayan, he felt his clothes on his chest were wet, and there was a faint smell of blood.

He was too sensitive to the smell and wanted to get up on the spot but Lin Jiayan pressed him down on the bed.

"Lin Jiayan...let me see what the hell is wrong with you!"

In the darkness, Lin Jiayan didn't say anything, but just gently pressed against Mo Jinan's forehead. There was a faint smell of blood from his lips, and his slightly opened lips gently exhaled hot air.

"Jin An...be obedient..."

The pair of gleaming amber pupils stared at Mo Jinan quietly. How could Mo Jinan not understand what Lin Jiayan wanted to do? He struggled hard and turned his head away, cursing: "You idiot, Lin Jiayan! You're already married to me and you're still doing this!!"

"Lin Jiayan, if you dare to touch me again, I will never forgive you in my whole life!!"

"Lin Jiayan..."

Mo Jinan gritted his teeth and looked at the obviously hesitant Lin Jiayan and said word by word: "Don't force me to hate you..."

These words made Lin Jiayan pause obviously. He let out a long breath and then let go of Mo Jinan's wrist in great frustration.

Mo Jinan curled up in bed in silence for a long time before getting up. He looked at Lin Jiayan's back coldly, twisting the quilt with his fingers.

"Do you know what's wrong with your body?"

Lin Jiayan sighed and then reluctantly said "hmm". In the darkness, he looked down on Lin Jiayan's expression, but he could feel that Lin Jiayan was afraid...

Lin Jiayan's body was shaking with helplessness and fear. Mo Jinan gently turned on the light and hugged Lin Jiayan's waist again. Only then did he realize that Lin Jiayan's collar and even chest were covered in blood.

"you…"

Mo Jinan's pupils shrank. He wanted to touch Lin Jiayan but suddenly felt scared. Lin Jiayan looked at him and then smiled weakly: "I'm not sick..."

"Now... sorcerers are destined to die young..."

Lin Jiayan's fingers were still covered with water drops. He gently stroked Mo Jinan's cheek and said softly, "I may not be able to accompany you for much longer..."

"You fucking fart!!"

Mo Jinan really wanted to punch Lin Jiayan. He choked twice and suddenly laughed: "Okay...Lin Jiayan, you fucking beast, you just want to pat your butt and walk away after I slept with you like a bastard, right!"

"I'm telling you, we still have our marriage certificate! Just leave me alone and let me do it! I'll sue you and make you go to jail for two years!!"

Mo Jinan's voice suddenly choked and he turned his head and rubbed his eyes.

"Lin Jiayan... I wonder why our lives are so miserable..."

"I see other people living peacefully in a relationship...at most they have some small quarrels...none of them have to go through separation and death every day like we do..."

He finally couldn't hold back his tears and buried himself in Lin Jiayan's arms, coughing and gasping: "Lin Jiayan... I don't understand if it's my fault..."

"Is it because I was too messy that I got retribution..."

"Why can't I keep any of the people I care about...Lin Jiayan...why do you all want to leave..."

Lin Jiayan knew what Mo Jinan meant. The death of Mo Jinan’s mother had always been a thorn in his heart.

Can’t be pulled out…can’t be pressed in…it hurts when touched…and it’s destined to leave scars that cannot be healed.

"Sorry…"

Lin Jiayan hugged him tightly, and although his body was weak, he tried his best to comfort him.

"Konan... it's my problem, not your fault."

Lin Jiayan sighed and said softly: "Becoming a sorcerer has nothing to do with you. It is my bad luck in this life that has led to the current situation. In the end, I have to implicate you and make you sad."

"In fact, I've also been thinking, if I can't hold on one day, what will you do alone..."

Lin Jiayan tentatively kissed the corner of Mo Jinan's mouth with a slightly sad tone: "You... are really hard to serve... I never feel comfortable handing you over to others."

"My little rabbit has been spoiled and has never suffered since childhood. It is because he is with me that he is in danger and frightened."

"Jin'an, I rarely make promises to people, and I know that many of my promises to you were lies."

Lin Jiayan pressed against Mo Jinan's nose and said softly, "But this time, can you trust me?"

"I really can no longer guarantee that I will always be with you in the future..."

"But I want to assure you...I will make you happy every day I am here..."

Lin Jiayan pecked his lips bit by bit and rubbed them intimately: "I won't go to work tomorrow. I will stay at home with you."

"Konan can go wherever he wants and do whatever he wants."

If Mo Jinan had heard this sentence yesterday, he would be able to hug Lin Jiayan and kiss him fiercely. Now Mo Jinan would not be happy at all. He felt a hint of farewell in this sentence.

What Lin Jiayan meant was that he might really not have much time left, and before that he wanted to spend some time with Mo Jinan, at least not to make him feel regretful for being with him.

"Actually, Jin An is right about one thing."

Lin Jiayan smiled and stroked his fingers: "All my Lin's property is yours..."

"I'll leave it all to you... I haven't given you a betrothal gift since we got married..."

"I'll take my entire Lin family as a betrothal gift. I and everything I have will belong to you."

...

As expected, the Chinese doctor was of no use. He just talked about anemia and qi deficiency and didn’t say anything else.

Lin Jiayan had obviously anticipated this and didn't take it seriously at all. After he finished dealing with the company's affairs, he really stopped going to work and spent the whole day sticking to Mo Jinan, doing everything by his side.

"I remember Jin Yasu liked to go to comic conventions. There's one next Saturday, but it's a little far."

Lin Jiayan, who didn't go to the company, no longer wore formal clothes. Instead, he and Mo Jinan wore couple short-sleeved shirts for the first time, and even wore a silver chain pendant that was completely inconsistent with his temperament.

Mo Jinan forced a smile. He didn't want to look gloomy all the time and make Lin Jiayan feel guilty. He finally pulled himself together and hugged Lin Jiayan's arm and asked, "Then what shall we cosplay? It would be too boring to go to a comic convention without cosplaying and just collect stamps."

"Besides, if the comic convention is next week...it will be too late to buy cosplay costumes..."

Lin Jiayan was silent for a moment and rubbed Mo Jinan's head: "What do you want to cosplay?"

"I?"

Mo Jinan stroked his hair that he had just dyed some time ago and then laughed: "Hey! Have you seen Bungo Stray Dogs?"

"You are the perfect person to cosplay as Dazai Osamu! If you cosplay as Dazai Osamu, I will cosplay as Nakahara Chuuya!"

Lin Jiayan was stunned for a moment, obviously he had never seen this kind of show before. He thought about what Mo Jinan said and asked, "Are these two a couple?"

“No, but I like them both.”

Mo Jinan retorted to Lin Jiayan: "Give it a try, we are really a good match! Look at your figure, height, and face! It would be a shame if you don't try cosplay!"

Lin Jiayan didn't say anything. He searched "Dazai Osamu" on Baidu first, and nodded after looking at a few pictures: "This windbreaker is similar to what I usually wear. I can cooperate with Jin An if he wants to come up with a role, but I have to find a more famous makeup artist for makeup."

"What are you looking for? I can do it!"

Mo Jinan snatched Lin Jiayan's mobile phone and directly placed an order for custom clothes, and also paid five times the commission to expedite the order.

"I'm more familiar with comic conventions than my own home! I'm not good at other things, but I'm really good at cosplay makeup, believe me!"

Lin Jiayan sighed and to be honest, he was a little worried about letting Mo Jinan ravage his face, but seeing that Mo Jinan was eager to try, he reluctantly agreed.