end of marriage

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An Mo was sent to the emergency room, and Zhou Luoyan was stopped by Cui Shu and others.

His whole body had turned into a puppet without a soul. When the door of the operating room was closed, he stood there numbly for a long time.

Then, he finally raised his eyelids, his eyes fluctuated for a moment, and he turned around slowly.

Cui Shu didn't know why, but stood up nervously.

Zhou Luoyan's face turned pale, and he walked a few steps silently——with a "plop", he knelt down straight on the ground.

Cui Shu's expression changed, and he yelled "Boss Zhou", and saw Zhou Luoyan cough violently, and when he looked up again, a mouthful of thick blood was coughed up from his suit and shirt!

Zhou Luoyan exhausted his last sliver of painstaking effort, half kneeling on the floor, clutching his heart, unable to straighten up anymore.

Only then did Cui Shu know that people who are in extreme pain can really vomit blood.

He walked up to Zhou Luoyan and wanted to help him up, but Zhou Luoyan didn't know it, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, waved his hand at him, and slowly and with difficulty, he straightened up again.

He looked at Cui Shu, and seemed to pass through him, looking at something else.

He suddenly said: "My brother told me just now that he likes roses."

"When I first saw him, I was standing under the wall of roses."

"Why do I think he likes jacarandas?"

After Zhou Luoyan finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes, and suddenly it appeared in his mind that his 19-year-old self had done something wrong and tried to use a bouquet of flowers to coax the other party's helpless and foolish appearance.

At that time, he had known An Mo for a while.The charming atmosphere between him and An Mo was keenly noticed by the group of Alphas who were following him. The group of Alphas didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, but whenever they saw An Mo in the back, they would whistle and boo.

Zhou Luoyan didn't say a word about it, An Mo felt that Zhou Luoyan was deliberately teasing him, got angry with him, and stopped talking to him.

Zhou Luoyan became anxious, he didn't know how to coax people, so he ran to Ji Qing's garden and picked a lot of jacaranda flowers.

After Ji Qing found out, she smiled and asked him, Ah Yan, what are you doing picking my flowers?

Zhou Luoyan faltered and said that he wanted to apologize to someone.

Ji Qing then told him that flowers are given to people he likes, so how can they be used to apologize.

Zhou Luoyan categorically denied it and returned the flowers to Ji Qing, but a gap was torn in her heart because of the word "like".

He didn't send flowers to An Mo afterwards, but sent him a box of strawberries.He thought An Mo would just throw it away, but in the end, An Mo ate up the whole box of strawberries.

At that time, he thought, oh, it turns out that An Mo likes to eat strawberries.

He seems to have found a balance between him and An Mo to maintain the current relationship.

The second time he did this, he made a huge mistake.

When he and An Mo were reading in the library—of course, Master Zhou was purely making trouble.He accidentally discovered the love letter that the female classmate next door had stuffed into An Mo, and felt inexplicably unhappy.

The two of them stayed in the library for a long time that day, and An Mo finally fell asleep lying on the desk.

Zhou Luoyan tilted her head to see his quiet and beautiful profile.

At that moment, a feather fell in his heart, he was thinking, how could someone be so beautiful.

He couldn't help touching An Mo's thick and slender eyelashes, and touched the end of his eyes.

He became greedy, felt that it was not enough, and pressed his lips lightly with his fingertips...

What kind of temperature should these lips be, how can they be so soft to the touch.

So, he kissed her in a weird way.

When his lips lightly touched those two pieces of softness, his heart beat like a beating drum, and the touch of his lips was like a touch of water. An Mo suddenly opened his eyes before he touched them deeply.

He was angry with Zhou Luoyan for several days again.

Zhou Luoyan had lost his way, wishing he could move to a strawberry shed, An Mo calmed down.

The two of them agreed not to mention the kiss again. An Mo thought that Zhou Luoyan was messed up and played a joke with him.Zhou Luoyan's heart was in a mess, and he was embarrassed to bring it up again.

However, when he looked at An Mo again, he would be happy or irritable, wanting to escape and want to see him every day, it was a very strange feeling, he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Some kind of indescribable emotion in my heart is slowly fermenting.It's a pity, not long before he knew his feelings, An Mo said that Zhou Luoyan was a bad Alpha, and before Zhou Luoyan could ask his sincerity, the car accident happened.

They just don't seem to fit together.

——"I like roses, I like eating strawberries, I have long hair, Zhou Luoyan, do you believe me when I say I like you?"

Hehehe, hehehe...

Zhou Luoyan put away his thoughts, and laughed silently, which was worse than crying.

Why did he forget that An Mo likes to eat strawberries.

He said that An Mo looks good with long hair.

It turned out that the mistake started a long time ago. It turned out that the love had already taken root when he gave An Mo boxes of strawberries that summer.

A gap was torn in his hard, cold and unhealthy heart at that time.

"I..." Zhou Luoyan raised his head abruptly, with heavy eyes, as if something was about to come out of his eyes, and said, "I didn't think so..."

"Cui Shu..."

"Yes, Mr. Zhou." Cui Shu sighed in his heart.

Zhou Luoyan suddenly remembered that when he went to the flower shop that day, the proprietress asked him if the person who received the flowers was someone he cherished and liked very much. Wildfire burst out of Zhou Luoyan's chest. He was anxious to find An Mo, and he wanted to ask An Mo—"Brother, Tell me, does Zhou Luoyan like you?"

No, maybe, no!

He knew better than anyone else that he didn't want to ask An Mo if he liked him, he just wanted to say through An Mo what he wasn't able to say at the moment—he liked him!

He likes An Mo!

When An Mo blocked the gun for him, the weak hatred in Zhou Luoyan's heart completely disappeared, replaced by another deep, paranoid, passionate emotion, but there was no name, or, he didn't dare to I don't know how to name it either.

He forced himself to hate An Mo for so long, the hatred disappeared, and the filling of love was always slow and long, he needed more time to understand, learn, and accept.

But when An Mo was about to leave him, he couldn't care less about anything, he just wanted to chase him back, but he never stopped to ask himself why he chased him, why moths hit the fire, and even got bloody he?

why?

In that grand fireworks festival, he held up An Mo to watch the fireworks, An Mo leaned over to look at him, his eyes were bright and full of anticipation, he asked Zhou Luoyan - why did you do this, why did you coax I'm happy?

why?

The crack in Zhou Luoyan's heart finally collapsed. There, there was an emotion stronger and more shocking than death flooding his five senses, body, and soul.

The strength in his whole body seemed to be exhausted, he bent slightly, and there was no trace of life on his face.

Cui Shu looked shocked.

Zhou Luoyan's heart was filled with remorse, joy, fear, and pain, all of which were intertwined with the expressed emotions, and in the end, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Like an old chronic illness, I finally gouged out the rotten flesh with a knife.

But it was even more bruised.

Cui Shu was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, and hurriedly supported his shoulders, trying to help him into the medical room, but Zhou Luoyan knocked off his hand, and said to him with a half cry, "I love him."

Cui Shu: "..."

"I love him."

"I love him with almond eyes, I love him who wears an apron and cooks for me, I love him who calls me Ah Yan, I love him who is gentle, I love him who is indifferent..."

I love him.

I loved him when I first met him when I was 19, and I loved him standing under the wall of roses.

I love him who doesn't want me, wants to leave me, I love him who I can't catch up with.

I love him I hate loving him.

"I..." Zhou Luoyan covered his heart and repeated mechanically, "I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him..."

I love Anmo.