I want to be your white moonlight

In front of you, I always retreat again and again until there is no way to retreat.

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Although Wen Yao's hint was useless, it was better than nothing, and Huo Sirong loosened his grip on Lin Xiang a little.

Like a frightened sparrow, Lin Xiang threw Huo Sirong away from the lingering anger, looked at him in fear and explained: "It's a friend, I'm in the same club as my senior."

Huo Sirong's eyes were as cold as a knife, and he swept across him coldly, Lin Xiang couldn't help shivering, got up and knelt down in front of Huo Sirong with his head down.

Although he didn't know why Huo Sirong was angry, every time he lost his temper, it was Lin Xiang who bowed his head and apologized first.

Gao Yuyan almost immediately realized that the relationship between the two was unusual, and that Huo Sirong in front of him was not as gentle and refined as the rumors said. There was a chilling violence hidden in him, mixed with a strong possessive desire, forming a wave that washed away the senses Huo Sirong was clearly yelling at her: "Get lost."

Gao Yuyan stood up tremblingly, she was disgusted by her idol when they met for the first time, she had mixed feelings, she looked meaningfully at Lin Xiang who bowed her head and said nothing, and suddenly realized something.

The girl smiled, brushed her long hair unconsciously with her fingertips, and played up the ambiguity without thinking too much: "Lin Xiang, why don't you think about our matter."

Wen Yao couldn't bear to stare and covered his eyes.

Lin Xiang was as stiff as a rock, he didn't even dare to look up at Gao Yuyan, he didn't understand what the other party meant by doing that, what did Gao Yuyan mean?About Zhang Zihao?

Huo Sirong's anger squeezed the CPU of his brain, and the nerves in his brain were running numbly. Lin Xiang didn't know what he answered, he only heard himself muttering: "Okay."

Then came a slap across the face, Huo Sirong's generous palm slapped on his arm like iron sand, and grabbed it fiercely, reminding Lin Xiang of when he was a child, the baby mouse that Lin Yan held in his hands was just born, and it didn't even grow any hair. One, fluttering red and limp, Lin Yan crushed the baby mouse to death.

Lin Xiang's face turned blue from the pain, his vague memory intertwined with the chaotic reality, he couldn't tell whether he was that poor baby mouse, or Huo Sirong turned into Lin Yan.

Gao Yuyan originally wanted to make a joke, but the gloomy look on Huo Sirong's face became more and more obvious, and the other party was obviously furious. She pulled Huo Sirong and grabbed Lin Xiang's wrist with a pale face, and loudly dissuaded: "Huo Sirong , Mr. Huo, Lin Xiang is injured!"

As if a slap in the face, Huo Sirong let go of his hand as he hit his brain burnt out of reason by anger.

Lin Xiang raised his head cautiously, glanced eagerly, and quickly averted his gaze.

That look was mixed with hurt and pain, Gao Yuyan was close at hand, and Huo Sirong was condescending, both of them caught it.

"He's mine." Huo Sirong said in a deep voice.

He didn't even look at Gao Yuyan after he finished speaking, he tore off Lin Xiang's hospital gown, and pressed his thumb on the bruise he pinched.

Lin Xiang gritted her teeth and remained silent, feeling terrified in her heart.He and Huo Sirong are in the sky and on the ground, apart from going to bed with Lin Yan, they have nothing to do with each other, and even their personalities are different.The only thing is that the two of them agree by coincidence, that is the relationship between the two of them, and I don't want anyone to know about it.

Huo Sirong was afraid of being attacked by public opinion, while Lin Xiang was worried about being looked down upon. Even though same-sex marriage was already legal, as a man, being adopted by the same sex was not something that could be used to show off anywhere.

Lin Xiang felt ashamed, he insisted on liking Huo Sirong, and he didn't hesitate to use him as a plaything.If you let other people know, you can't laugh your ass off.

He lost all his self-esteem in front of Huo Sirong, and presented his love for the other party to trample on.To conceal the fact that he knew Huo Sirong was to preserve the last trace of dignity.

But Huo Sirong, wouldn't even leave him with the last bit of delusions.

Huo Sirong's declaration of sovereignty, "He is my man", was automatically equated in Lin Xiang's mind as "He is my toy". Lin Xiang didn't know where the courage came from, and pushed Huo Sirong away who was caught off guard. , loudly defended: "No, I am not!"

"We have nothing to do with each other." Lin Xiang's chest was heaving violently, emotionally, and he deceived himself and said: "Senior sister, Mr. Huo is my brother's friend and has helped our family a lot. I am grateful to him. Apart from that, there is no other relationship. .”

Gao Yuyan had a keen mind, and Lin Xiang couldn't bear to expose how "there is no silver 300 taels here" in Lin Xiang's words.Maybe Huo Sirong forced Lin Xiang, Gao Yuyan thought to herself.

Without changing her face, she nodded and understood: "I understand, I will visit you again when I have time, bye."

Lin Xiang's heart fell to the ground. He cared too much about Gao Yuyan's thoughts, not to mention he didn't want any stranger to know about his entanglement with Huo Sirong, let alone the other party was a senior he respected. Lin Xiang never wanted to be with Gao Yuyan Molecules were lost in front of him.

Gao Yuyan left.

Wen Yao gave Lin Xiang a thumbs up, then tightly locked the sound-proof door, followed Gao Yuyan and asked her not to spread the news about today's unexpected situation.

In the ward, the air was suddenly cold, and the tense atmosphere disappeared, replaced by an indescribable coldness.

Lin Xiang got up and knelt on the bed, trying to comfort the enraged Huo Sirong.

Huo Sirong stood beside the instrument with a gloomy expression, only half a meter away from Lin Xiang. He was condescending and cast a contemptuous look: "It doesn't matter? Your brother's friend? Lin Xiang, the one who undressed and let me go, isn't it?" you?"

Lin Xiang curled up his shoulders, stretched out his arms tremblingly, grabbed Huo Sirong's clothes, and said cautiously, "I'm sorry."

Huo Sirong was tired of him pretending to be a fool, and rolled on the bed with Lin Xiang. The young man was rebellious and high-spirited, and Huo Sirong, who had his own heart, couldn't help being attracted by him. Later, the more Lin Xiang liked him, the more he liked him. , he couldn't find the shadow of the boy from before.

Without the glamorous unruliness, Lin Xiang is nothing but a buffoon with a face.

But now, this bastard actually dared to resist him, just because of other women.

Huo Sirong waved him away, Lin Xiang persisted in grabbing him, stretched out his upper body, and knelt on the edge of the bed with both legs, struggling to maintain his balance.

His brain was blank. After dealing with Gao Yuyan, he had exhausted all his brain cells. Facing Huo Sirong, he could only plead instinctively. He lowered his shoulders and forced a smile: "You, don't be angry, I am yours." toys, okay?"

"Sister, she's a nice person. She's your fan. We can't be ashamed in front of her, right." Lin Xiang murmured to and fro, "Who am I? How dare I have a relationship with you? Doesn't that mean It’s okay, it’s just right, you see, if you look down on me, you’ll look down on me, I’m not even a thing.”

Lin Xiang talked in a daze for a long time, but Huo Sirong was still unmoved. Instead, he said that he was sad first, let go of Huo Sirong's hand, and sat back with a pale face.

Due to a trance, most of her body leaned out of the bed, lost her balance, and rolled out of the bed. Lin Xiang pressed the back of her head in annoyance, crawled back to the bed, threw up the quilt and wrapped herself in it, ignoring everyone. .

Wen Yao stood outside the door, sighing silently.

Huo Sirong was so furious that he threw away Lin Xiang's "snail shell", and asked indiscriminately, "What the hell are you thinking?!"

If Lin Xiang likes him, Lin Xiang is more afraid of telling the world about their relationship than anyone else.

Lin Xiang would rather be a prank than tell anyone that he knows Huo Sirong and they have a close relationship.

Lin Xiang always wrapped himself up, except to curry favor and work harder on the bed to endure the pain, he couldn't do anything else, he couldn't even step out with one foot.

Huo Sirong didn't understand why he had been entangled with such Lin Xiang for two years.