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The complete change in the relationship between the two occurred on a very ordinary night.

Mo Hansheng waited on Wei Lichen to take a bath as usual, but he was not as calm as before, keeping his eyes on his feet, counting in his heart to get rid of distracting thoughts.

"Mo Hansheng." Wei Lichen brushed his wet hair, "Bring me my clothes."

After speaking, he stood up on his own, as if he didn't think it would be embarrassing to meet naked.

Mo Hansheng's eyes moved unconsciously to Wei Lichen's smooth and thin back, his hands and feet froze and he forgot to react.Wei Lichen didn't hear any movement behind him, and turned around to urge him, but he opened his mouth, and the voice was stuck in his throat, his foot slipped, and he fell forward quickly——

Crashed into Mo Hansheng's arms.

Suddenly, there was only the sound of rippling water in the bathroom, overwhelming the sound of heavy breathing, but Mo Hansheng felt his heartbeat was deafening.

Wei Lichen's head was buried in Mo Hansheng's shoulder, and his hands grabbed the cloth on his chest because of the reaction of his body.

Such an ambiguous distance can clearly smell each other's breath.

Wei Lichen was the first to react, loosened the other's clothes, raised his head slightly, and put a short distance away from Mo Hansheng.But Mo Hansheng didn't give up, his mind couldn't keep up with the action, he clasped Wei Lichen's waist with one hand, supported the back of his head with the other, and circled him back into his arms. After the whole set of movements, Wei Lichen didn't have a chance to refuse.

"What are you doing?" Wei Lichen was slightly surprised, neither pushing away nor pandering.

"I'll catch a cold." How did Mo Hansheng know, but the last thing he knows is to lie and find reasons. If he insists on saying something, he can only classify it as a word of "thinking". Because he wanted to do this, he did it.

"You won't catch a cold if you hold me like this?" Wei Lichen chuckled lightly, his voice was like a gu, wantonly seducing people's hearts.

He continued: "Mo Hansheng, you have to know that you are dumb, I can hear your heartfelt voice."

Mo Hansheng gently and carefully rubbed Wei Lichen's hair: "Then what am I thinking?"

He was probably sick, otherwise how could he say such a thing?

"..." Wei Lichen put his hand on Mo Hansheng's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "The clothes are wet."

Mo Hansheng's hot lips fell on Wei Lichen's ear, no one did anything more, and no one said a word.

The misty hot air is thicker than the haze, and it is the easiest to get confused when it covers people's hearts.

From then on, Mo Hansheng began to neglect his duties. In his heart, he no longer wanted to perform his duty as a gatekeeper, but stared at Wei Lichen all day long.

Even when he was lying on the couch, he was racing against time thinking about Wei Lichen.

Why is Wei Lichen so good-looking?Why are the pupils red?Why is the hair white?

And so on, I don't know how many.

He was indeed ill.

He was ill from Zhongxia to Mengdong.

This year is extraordinarily cold, the green hills are covered with white snow, and the cold current rolls down and sweeps across the whole village.Mo Hansheng, especially those who can withstand the cold, feel that it is too cold.

Li Shuo used this to get up later and later every day, no matter who was lazy, he would become ugly. Mo Hansheng found that Li Shuo's hair had grown vigorously recently, and he looked like a beast when he didn't tie his hair up.

Mo Hansheng persuaded him to take care of him, but he still didn't listen, saying that Mo Han would understand after a few years when he grew older, this is called the charm of a man.

Terrible charm, he did not take it too seriously.

He still doesn't like Wei Lichen like this, although the other party still speaks harshly to him.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Hansheng saw that Wei Lichen's complexion had not been very good since the morning, and he covered his mouth and coughed quite frequently, perhaps trying to restrain himself from making a sound, which made his shoulders twitch.

"No." Wei Lichen denied in a hoarse voice.

As soon as the words fell, Wei Lichen immediately coughed more and more violently, the momentum was unstoppable, as if he wanted to cough up all the internal organs, the sound resounded through the sky.Mo Hansheng's heart skipped a beat, and he entered the inside of the stake as fast as he could, and slowly patted Wei Lichen's back to comfort him.

Wei Lichen's slender body trembled accordingly, his back bowed as if being crushed by a boulder, his face was almost sickly pale, and he vaguely felt a few streams of heat flowing through his body, trying to drive his blood to boil.

"Why are you coughing so badly?" Mo Hansheng frowned, and wrapped Wei Lichen into his arms, "Did you catch the cold? Are you cold?"

And when he swept his hand over Wei Lichen's face, he touched something that didn't exist before, and it felt smooth to the touch, like liquid.

Mo Han had a bad premonition spontaneously, and his heart was beating so fast that it was about to reach his throat.He cupped Wei Lichen's face towards himself, the moment he saw it clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly and he forgot to breathe.

Wei Lichen was still coughing, his cheeks and neck were swollen red, tears were in those red eyes, and when they flowed down, there were two bloodstains, more than that——

The nose, mouth and even both ears were bleeding, staining the blue clothes red, shocking.

Mo Han panicked, a sense of fear that he had never felt before enveloped his heart, not because he was frightened by his appearance, but because of this appearance, Wei Lichen.

"I'm going to call someone!"

"No need!" Wei Lichen growled weakly, and quickly grabbed Mo Hansheng's wrist to stop him from moving forward.

He seemed to have no strength to cough anymore, panting quickly, "It will be fine in a while."

Mo Hansheng couldn't listen at all, bent down and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Wei Lichen's mouth, then broke free from his hand and rushed out of the temple.

"Mo Hansheng! You...you come back! Mo Hansheng!" Wei Lichen shouted at Mo Hansheng's back until he disappeared in the night.

Mo Hansheng was running so fast, he accidentally bumped into two people on the road, and he didn't stop when he bent down to apologize, but the other party was unhappy, so he stopped Mo Hansheng from letting him go.

"Isn't this Mo dumb?" The tall man who spoke was one of the young people sent to the capital from the village a few days ago. Judging by his rosy face, he should have a good life in the capital.

Unfortunately, Mo Hansheng also fought with him.

"I heard that you serve that great god in the temple, you are more promising than us hahaha..." Another short man made a sarcasm, laughing so that the fat on his stomach trembled.

In the past, Mo Hansheng would have felt aggrieved and rushed towards them with his teeth and claws in disgust, but it was different now, he had no time to talk to them.

"Hey? What are you running for?" The tall man grabbed Mo Hansheng's collar with his long hands and dragged him back forcefully. Vulgar words came out of his crooked mouth, and then he smiled arrogantly, "Not yet Sorry."

Mo Hansheng apologized in sign language.

The tall man said without a word: "Apologize with your mouth."

Mo Hansheng's mind flashed the appearance of Wei Lichen bleeding from his seven orifices, and he wondered why the person bleeding was not the person in front of him?

Such a vicious mind is brewing until it becomes strong, he is really bad.

Mo Hansheng slapped the man on the head fiercely, then kicked him in the stomach in disbelief, and ran away while the man curled up and screamed in pain.

There were very few villagers still wandering outside at this hour. When Mo Hansheng caught one, he hurriedly explained the situation of the temple. When the other party couldn't understand sign language, he began to pull people roughly, and ended up getting annoyed and broke free.

Mo Han was unwilling to give up. He did not know how many people he sought but none of them went with him. He even began to regret that he did not go directly to Li Shuo.

"What are you doing? What do you mean?"

"Don't pull me! It's really..."

"I don't understand you either."

"..."

Mo Hansheng hadn't noticed before that there was a major problem in his communication with the villagers that could not be ignored.The person who taught him sign language was an old man at the entrance of the village, who passed away a few years ago.

The more impatient, the more slow thinking.

Why don't you understand what he means?

Why not go with him?

Mo Hansheng's eyes flushed with anxiety.

Why is he dumb?

For the first time, he asked sincerely.

Fortunately, Mo Hansheng caused too much commotion, and the villagers gradually realized that something was wrong, and rushed back to the temple with him to find out what happened with a skeptical attitude.

However, the scene after pushing the door open was contrary to Mo Hansheng's extremely anxious posture.

The candlelight flickered in the temple, and there was no sound, Wei Lichen knelt on the ivory mat, everything was normal.

"What's the matter?" He asked calmly, as if he wasn't the one bleeding from the seven orifices just now.

The villagers looked at each other for a moment, then apologized to Wei Lichen with a smile, "It's nothing, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

In the end, they cursed Mo Hansheng two or three times in their mutterings, and left angrily.

Mo Hansheng was stunned in place, his shoulders shrugged when he was bumped by the villagers, and the broken hair on his forehead blocked his obscure eyes, making him look a little dark.

After a long time, he quickly licked his lips, quietly walked in front of Wei Lichen, knelt down, and lifted the hem of his clothes before the other party could react.What floated in front of my eyes were countless silk scarves stained with blood.

Wei Lichen even changed his clothes.

"As I said, it will be fine later." Wei Lichen looked indifferent, not looking at Mo Hansheng.

The expression on Mo Hansheng's face changed a lot, first he frowned and then showed his face, as if he didn't know what expression to put on.He simply hugged Wei Lichen, his body was slightly stiff.

"Have you ever done this before?"

Wei Lichen didn't answer.

"Then...then why don't you want to call for someone?...Why don't you, why don't I go find the doctor for you secretly, okay?" People will be fragmented, "We don't tell people."

Wei Lichen closed his eyes, but still didn't answer.

"What hurts you?"

"I don't hurt."

"Han Sheng, it's past Haishi, you should go back."

Wei Lichen raised the hand that was about to caress Mo Hansheng's back and lowered it silently. His voice was very soft, and it could be dissipated by the breeze.

In the future, no matter how much Mo Hansheng pestered Wei Lichen to ask questions, he would keep his mouth shut, and only said that Mo Hansheng should not think too much about it.

How can you not think too much?

Mo Hansheng began to pay more attention to Wei Lichen's body, supervised him to eat more and dress more, and kept his eyes on his face.Wei Lichen never coughed and bled in front of Mo Hansheng again, just like the last time he fell down suddenly.

But Mo Hansheng left a deep mark in his heart.