Cold River Moon Shadow

Yueying suddenly felt like a puppet.

He mechanically swallowed every mouthful of porridge that Han Mo fed, although he didn't know the taste, but there was a grateful smile on his face.

"Is it delicious?" Gently wiping the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, Han Mo took Yueying's hand and gestured.

"Mmm, it's delicious." Yueying nodded in praise, her brows and eyes were crooked, and she was full of smiles.

"This is barley and yam porridge specially made for you," Han Mo said while gesticulating, "Eat more."

"Well, the taste of barley is really delicious." Moon Shadow praised with satisfaction.

"Xiaoying, it seems that your sense of taste has also been lost." The smile on Han Mo's face froze immediately, he put down Yueying's hand, frowned and said, "I made red rice and lotus seed porridge for you."

Xiaoying, why don't you tell the truth?It's clearly a loss of taste. Could it be that you said that on purpose because you're afraid that I'd be worried?

Yueying couldn't hear what Han Mo said, but obediently let Han Mo feed him mouthful after mouthful.

A small bowl of porridge was quickly drained, Han Mo put the bowl aside, pulled Yueying's hand and gestured: "You rest first, I will feed you medicine later."

"Brother," Yueying said gratefully, "thank you."

"No need." Han Mo frowned slightly, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

"Brother," Yueying suddenly grabbed Han Mo's wrist with his backhand, "Yueying has a merciless request, I wonder if big brother can agree?"

"Tell me." Han Mo gestured.

"Let me touch your face, okay?" There was a trace of hope hidden in Yueying's lifeless eyes, "In this life, there are not many people who treat me well, no matter whether this poison can be cured or not, no matter whether my eyes can still I can’t see it, but I want to remember how big brother looks.”

Han Mo froze, speechless for a while.

"I know I'm being abrupt," Yueying lowered her phoenix eyes, trying her best not to let Han Mo see her frustration, "Don't mind, brother, I won't bring this up again—brother?"

Suddenly, Yueying felt that the person in front of him held his wrists and touched his face.

Because the body's sense of touch is much weaker, only the fingertips have a slight sense of perception.Yue Ying had no choice but to slow down, and slowly stroked Han Mo's face with her slender fingers——

Broad forehead, thick eyebrows, straight nose, thin lips...

Yueying smiled and sketched the appearance of the eldest brother in her heart, just like she used to describe Shen Han countless times in her heart.

There are too few, too few people who treat Yueying well, so we must keep everyone in mind.

One is Ahan, and the other is Big Brother.

Thinking of Shen Han, Yueying suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He clutched his chest and clenched his teeth, trying to forcefully swallow the fishy sweetness in his mouth, but he couldn't.

A mouthful of purple-black blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, and he fainted as soon as he was in a trance.

After an unknown amount of time, Yueying suddenly woke up: Where is this, why am I in the water?

Although the perception has completely disappeared, the body's sense of touch at this time is different from usual.Yueying opened his eyes suddenly, trying hard to identify where he was, when suddenly his expression darkened:

It's Han Mo, it must be Han Mo, only Han Mo likes to let him soak in those weird medicinal baths, and likes to torture his body in different ways. What's wrong, what should the elder brother do?

Han Mo will not let his eldest brother go, since childhood, everyone who has been in contact with him will die!

Just before I fainted, I touched my eldest brother's face because I wanted to remember his appearance, so Han Mo, how could Han Mo let him go?

who is it?Who is that man?Who is in front of me?

Seeing the figure suddenly appearing in front of her, Yue Ying couldn't help being shocked: "Master, is that you?"

The man walked up to him, took Yueying's hand from the water, and touched his own face: broad forehead, thick eyebrows, straight nose bridge, thin lips...

"Brother?" Yue Ying's mouth turned up slightly at this moment, "So it's Big Brother, I thought..."

"Who do you think it is?" Han Mo deliberately gestured, "Is it the 'grandfather' you mentioned?"

Yueying's body trembled, and the smile on her face froze immediately, and it took a while before she showed a wry smile: "That's right, I thought he found me."

"Who is he to you?" Han Mo gestured, "You seem to be very afraid of him?"

"Well," Moon Shadow nodded, "he is my nightmare."

"Nightmare?" Han Mo thought to himself: Sure enough, Xiaoying is terrified of me.

"However, if I just die like this, I won't be afraid of him anymore." Thinking of herself now, Yueying suddenly felt relieved.

"Your back..." Han Mo asked tentatively, "What's the matter with those orchids?"

"Brother," Yue Ying bit her lower lip, "Do you know why I said, I'm a trouble?"

"Could it be because of that person?" Han Mo's heart trembled slightly.

"That's right." Yue Ying frowned and said, "It's okay to tell you. Before Han Mo can find me, now that I leave here, I won't implicate you."

"What are you talking about?" You couldn't help but tighten Yueying's hand, "I know that Han Mo you're talking about, isn't he the master of Yutian Pavilion, the number one mysterious organization in Jianghu?"

"Exactly." Yueying smiled miserably and focused her gaze on the blurred face, "My name is Yueying, I am Han Mo's child molester, the number one shadow killer of Yutian Pavilion, and I used to be Mu Xiaoying. The number one card in Chunlou, big brother, do you think you saved a big trouble and came back?"

"Are you afraid of him?" Han Mo gestured.

"I'm not afraid of him, I'm not even afraid of death, how could I be afraid of him?" Yue Ying said coldly, "I may have been afraid of him when I was young, but as I grew up, as my desire to die increased, I became less and less afraid of him. but pity him."

Pity me?Xiaoying pity me?

"I'm afraid it's hard to believe it, right?" Moon Shadow laughed. "I really feel sorry for him. He's just a poor wretch. And he's a despicable, shameless wretch."

Han Mo was speechless, quietly listening to Yueying's story about the poor guy.

That's right, in Yueying's heart, Han Mo is indeed just a poor guy.Han Mo is nothing but blackmailing Yueying with the people and things she cares about.

For example, the jade gourd, the jade gourd that Yueying is like life, just this jade gourd, Han Mo can make Yueying do many things against his will.

For example, those children who are child molesters or shadow killers with Yue Ying, once Yue Ying disobeys Han Mo's orders, then in addition to his own torture, his companions will die more and more miserable one by one.

How many times, when Yueying couldn't bear it, even when the warmth Shen Han brought him was not enough to keep him alive, Han Mo used the method of torturing Yueying's companion to force him to submit.

You want to die, okay, kill them, you die again!

Yue Ying once tried to kill Han Mo, after all, he was Han Mo's child molester, and there were many opportunities to get close to Han Mo, but every time, when the plan was revealed, someone in Yutian Pavilion would die on behalf of Yue Ying.

Han Mo wants Yueying to remember: in this life, everything about Yueying, including life and death, can only be controlled by him, Han Mo.

"Brother," Yue Ying's phoenix eyes drooped slightly after she finished telling her own story, "Han Mo, at least no one in the world can touch him now, so..."

"Cure you first." Han Mo sighed and drew these big characters, "After you are cured, you can leave as you like."

Watching the stick of incense gradually burn out, Han Mo reached out and hugged the naked Yueying out of the tub.Yue Ying's legs were limp and weak, and he couldn't straighten up at all, so Han Mo simply hugged Yue Ying to the bed, and wrapped him tightly with the prepared bathrobe.

After being poisoned, Yueying was more prone to fatigue than before. Just after waking up for a while, he became sleepy again. He lay in Han Mo's arms and let him dry the water droplets on his body.

The moment the consciousness was withdrawn, the figure in front of him suddenly became clear, it was none other than A-Han, Yueying couldn't help calling softly: A-Han...

A shadow!

It was that dream again, the dream with only him and Yueying.Why, why have I had the same dream every night for the past few days?Where exactly is Moon Shadow?What happened to Moon Shadow?

The body was covered with cold sweat, and Shen Han lost all drowsiness.

Opening his eyes, the night outside the window was getting dark, and beside him, a handsome man with a beautiful face—Jiang Yin was sleeping peacefully.

Turning over, with his back to Jiang Yin, Shen Han raised his left hand under the cold moonlight through the window, and unwrapped the gauze wrapped in his palm layer by layer.

What happened that day?Why is there a knife mark on the palm?Where did Ah Ying go?

The scar on the palm of the hand was definitely not left by him. If someone hurt himself on purpose, how could he only have this knife wound all over his body?

Could it be!

Suddenly, Shen Han's eyes darkened: Could it be that someone exchanged blood for him?

Could it be that he was poisoned by some kind of poison when he lost consciousness?No, maybe it was because of poisoning that he lost consciousness, so what kind of poison is it, the one who saved himself, the one who exchanged blood for himself, could it be...

No!

Surprised by his own thoughts, Shen Han couldn't help turning over and sitting up.He held his knees with both hands and kneaded vigorously, desperately recalling the situation of that day in his mind.

"Ahan, what's wrong?"

This is Jiang Yin's voice.

"I, I'm fine." Shen Han was taken aback, and quickly turned around to comfort him, "In the past few days, maybe I've slept a lot, and I can't fall asleep."

"Oh," Jiang Yin replied lightly, "I thought you were having a nightmare again."

"Nightmare?" Shen Han lay down again, put his arms around Jiang Yin and smiled, "I still have nightmares?"

"Well," Jiang Yin turned around and leaned his face on Shen Han's chest, "You always call me in your dreams, never before."

Ayin... Aying...

The author has something to say: The scumbag author has been defeated by Mr. Rhinitis these days T^T