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Today is August 28th, and Mo Zhaoyuan was assassinated nine months ago today.

On the 28th of every month, Wen Qiche will give mw group a day off.Wen Qiche would spend the whole day in the villa where he and Mo Zhaoyuan lived together, cooking breakfast for two, lunch for two, and dinner for two.

It seems like this can make him feel that Mo Zhaoyuan is still there.

However, a villa where one person lives is different from a villa where two people live, and the feeling of emptiness cannot be dispelled no matter what.

Wen Qiche pretended to be Mo Zhaoyuan in his heart, his whole heart was full, and he couldn't even pretend to be himself.

The pointer points to the number seven, and the minute hand crosses the number twelve. It is already seven o'clock.

Wen Qiche has already set the meal and is sitting at the dining table alone.

"Today I cooked sweet and sour pork ribs. You used to like to eat this very much." Wen Qiche picked up a chopsticks of pork ribs and put them in a bowl next to him. It might be a little bit different."

"There is also sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I just smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus a few days ago, so I asked someone to pick some and made this plate of pastries. I wonder if you like it?" Wen Qiche introduced each dish, " The hot and sour potato shreds are also delicious. Don’t you like this kind of sour thing the most? There is also this plate of pumpkin with egg yolk. ..." But before he learned how to cook it for Mo Zhaoyuan, Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't eat it anymore.

"Zhao Yuan..." Wen Qiche blinked, feeling that his eye sockets were getting wet again.

"Why... don't you know you should be more careful?" Wen Qiche lowered his head, scolding Mo Zhaoyuan little by little, almost every month he would say, "Followed by Can't people feel it? If you react faster, can you hide? It's also my fault. I knew I would send some bodyguards to follow you..."

"You too...you're free, what are you doing when you come out of the house?" Tears were pattering down, wet your trouser legs, "If you stay at home, wouldn't something happen... ..."

"To see Qiche!" At this moment, a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice sounded, and Wen Qiche felt a cool hand stroking his hair.

"Zhao, Zhaoyuan?!" Wen Qiche suddenly raised his head and turned to the left.He thought it was another hallucination, but he didn't expect that Mo Zhaoyuan's smiling face instantly occupied his sight.

"You...how are you..." Wen Qiche was surprised and delighted, and started to stumble, "Aren't you..."

Mo Zhaoyuan stretched out his hand, stroked Wen Qiche's cheek, and wiped away the tears on his face one by one.

"It's so cold..." Wen Qiche couldn't help muttering.

"Because I'm no longer alive..." Mo Zhaoyuan sighed and squeezed Wen Qiche's face, "Idiot, don't you know that today is Zhongyuan?"

"Zhongyuan...July [-]th?" Wen Qiche blinked, still a little dazed.

"Well, yes." Mo Zhaoyuan nodded, with a gentle and doting smile on his face.

Wen Qiche's face suddenly turned pale.

"You..." He looked at Mo Zhaoyuan in a daze, with a complicated expression.

"Why..." Mo Zhaoyuan frowned slightly, "Do you mind?" After speaking, he wanted to let go of his hand.

"No!" Wen Qiche grabbed Mo Zhaoyuan's hand and held it tightly, "You...wouldn't it be only today?" He bit his lower lip and lowered his head : "Is it only once a year...?"

Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

I really want to hug him.

So Mo Zhaoyuan really did the same, he stretched out his hand to hug Wen Qiche into his arms, and gently stroked Wen Qiche's hair.

"Why do you ask that?" He said softly, "Does Qi Che really want me to visit you more?"

"Think..." Wen Qiche's voice was muffled, his whole body was wrapped in Mo Zhaoyuan's cool embrace, "It's best that Zhaoyuan can stay and be with me all the time. "

"Hey..." Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing, "I'm already dead, do you want to spend your whole life with a ghost?"

"If it's Zhao Yuan, even if there is only one memory left, I will live with that memory for the rest of my life." Wen Qiche raised his head and said seriously.

Mo Zhaoyuan felt a sudden surge of heat in his heart.

"Why..." he asked, almost sighing.

"Because it's Zhaoyuan." Wen Qiche boldly reached out to hold Mo Zhaoyuan's face, and took the initiative to lean forward and kiss him.Mo Zhaoyuan's lips were also cool, and Wen Qiche rubbed them, but he still couldn't warm them up.

"Don't try it." Mo Zhaoyuan pulled Wen Qiche away, with an extremely indifferent expression on his face, "It's all cold, the whole body is cold."

Wen Qiche ignored Mo Zhaoyuan's words and kissed him again.

Mo Zhaoyuan's lips were cold, and he couldn't get warm no matter what.

Wen Qiche pushed open his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and poked in.

Mo Zhaoyuan's mouth was also cold, but Wen Qiche's tongue was hot.The tip of the hot tongue swirls in the cool mouth, as if the hot Wen Qiche and the cool Mo Zhaoyuan are hugging each other.

They are two worlds, where humans and ghosts go their separate ways.

Wen Qiche closed his eyes and kissed him seriously.

Mo Zhaoyuan didn't respond, but just followed him.After a long time, Mo Zhaoyuan saw two lines of tears in Wen Qiche's closed eyes.

"Zhaoyuan, kiss me." Wen Qiche grabbed Mo Zhaoyuan's hand, almost begging.

"Qiche, can't you feel it?" Mo Zhaoyuan unbuttoned his shirt, took Wen Qiche's hand and placed it on his left chest, "It can't even jump."

There was peace under the hand, there was no beating at all.

"I know." Wen Qiche said, "I know everything..."

Mo Zhaoyuan let go of Wen Qiche's hand, and buttoned it up again.

"Qi Che, do you still remember the "Brokeback Mountain" we watched together?" Mo Zhaoyuan's voice was full of sentimental nostalgia.

"I remember." Wen Qiche closed his eyes, "That's how Jack died." He was killed by a gay killer because he was discovered to be gay.

Mo Zhaoyuan didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"What is it like after a person dies?" Wen Qiche suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "surviving in the world as a 'ghost', retaining the thinking of his life...Is that so? ?”

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Mo Zhaoyuan frowned slightly.

"If that's the case, I..." Wen Qiche looked at Mo Zhaoyuan seriously, "If I die, can I find you and be with you?"

"Are you crazy?!" Mo Zhaoyuan suddenly constricted his pupils and let go of him, "Wen Qiche, don't do this!"

"I think you're going crazy!" Wen Qiche raised his voice suddenly, and became emotional, "Do you know how I got here for nine months? No, you don't know, you're dead, you've already Dead!" He almost yelled loudly.

"Qi Che..." Mo Zhaoyuan's tone softened.

"Zhaoyuan, you don't understand." Wen Qiche closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes to force his emotions to become less agitated, "In the past nine months, I really... ...more tormented than living a day."

Mo Zhaoyuan took a step forward and held Wen Qiche in his arms again.

"Think about it, Qi Che." He said, "Your life is still very long. With my time, it is at most one-third of your time."

"What do you want to say?" Wen Qiche sneered, "What do you want to say, Mo Zhaoyuan? Huh? You make me think a little..."

"Yes, of course! I will forget you, and find a woman to marry and have children!" He looked at Mo Zhaoyuan viciously, his eyes were slightly red, and his teeth were biting his lower lip, "As long as I can, as long as I do get......"

Seeing Wen Qiche like this, Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Qi Che," he sighed, "what do you want me to do?"

"Stay, stay, okay?" Wen Qiche's face was full of pleading, "Stay, stay with me, can you..."

Mo Zhaoyuan did not answer.

"Then, kiss me." Wen Qiche put away the pleading on his face and said.

Mo Zhaoyuan sighed softly, and kissed Wen Qiche's lips.

Full and warm lips.

As soon as Mo Zhaoyuan touched Wen Qiche, Wen Qiche opened his teeth, stuck out his tongue and entangled with Mo Zhaoyuan's.

Mo Zhaoyuan could feel Wen Qiche's moist and warm mouth, it was so hot that it could melt everything.

It was a completely different warmth from his.

Mo Zhaoyuan's hands tightened.

After the kiss, Mo Zhaoyuan said: "Qi Che, I came here today to say goodbye to you, I..."

"Don't say it." Wen Qiche raised his hand to cover his mouth with a firm posture, "I don't want to hear you say such things."

Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Wen Qiche with helpless and tolerant eyes.

"Zhaoyuan, can you really be cruel?" He looked at Mo Zhaoyuan with burning eyes, "If you are really cruel..."

"Qi Che?" Mo Zhaoyuan could feel the danger and threat in Wen Qiche's unfinished words.

"As soon as you leave, I will commit suicide." Wen Qiche's voice was very serious, and he said these seven words one by one.

Mo Zhaoyuan lost his temper by Wen Qiche's threat.

"Qi Che, stop making trouble." He sighed, "I am a ghost, and you are a human being. Humans and ghosts have different paths."

"But you are Mo Zhaoyuan." Wen Qiche said, "I want to spend my whole life with you, whether you are a human or a ghost."

"Have you thought about how to explain to others why Mo Zhaoyuan 'resurrected from the dead'?" Mo Zhaoyuan asked one question after another calmly, "Can you be mentally prepared to live with a ghost for the rest of your life? I am Ghost, my whole body is cold, I don't need to eat or drink, and I'm completely frozen at the age of death..."

His voice was indifferent and calm, and his eyes were icy cold.

"And you will age little by little with time." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Wen Qiche, and said without a trace of emotion, "Have you prepared for this kind of awareness?"

Wen Qiche didn't speak, but looked at Mo Zhaoyuan in a daze.

"No, is it?" Mo Zhaoyuan eased his expression, and when he was about to smile, he heard Wen Qiche's decisive voice.

"Even if not, but as long as you are Mo Zhaoyuan, I want to spend my whole life with you." Wen Qiche's voice was not loud, but it made Mo Zhaoyuan feel a sudden pain in his heart.

"Qiche..." He sighed, and reached out to cover Wen Qiche's eyes—those eyes that were burning and full of affection.

"If it's possible..."

Wen Qiche felt the coolness in his eyes disappear, he opened his eyes, but found that the hall was empty.

The room was empty and silent, leaving only sighs.

"Mo Zhaoyuan..." Wen Qiche gritted his teeth tightly, "I will go find you..."

When I say suicide, I don't just talk about it.

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"And you will age little by little with time." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Wen Qiche, and said without a trace of emotion, "Have you prepared for this kind of awareness?"

Wen Qiche didn't speak, but looked at Mo Zhaoyuan in a daze.

"No, is it?" Mo Zhaoyuan eased his expression, and when he was about to smile, he heard Wen Qiche's decisive voice.

"Even if not, but as long as you are Mo Zhaoyuan, I want to spend my whole life with you." Wen Qiche's voice was not loud, but it made Mo Zhaoyuan feel a sudden pain in his heart.

"Qi Che, why are you doing this?" Mo Zhaoyuan sighed, and painted Wen Qiche's facial features with his eyes, the eyes were tender and tender.

"Because I love you!" Wen Qiche grabbed Mo Zhaoyuan's hand and put it in his heart, "My heart is all about you, and I can't even pretend to be myself!"

Wen Qiche raised his chin with a proud expression on his face, but there was a cry in his voice.

thump - thump -

There were bursts of vigorous beating under the palm, Mo Zhaoyuan seemed to be attracted by the beating, staring at his hand on Wen Qiche's heart without saying a word.

"Zhaoyuan, stay here." Wen Qiche begged gently, his eyes made Mo Zhaoyuan's heart palpitate.

"If you really stay, you won't be allowed to regret it." Mo Zhaoyuan's voice was slightly gloomy, and he looked at Wen Qiche with deep eyes.

"No." Seeing that Mo Zhaoyuan finally let go, Wen Qiche showed a big smile, but the tears that poured out instantly blurred his vision, "No...I will definitely not regret it. …”

Because, I love you!