Merry illusion

Seeing each other again after half a year, even though there are thousands of thoughts in my heart, I don't know how to say it.

Shu Chen frowned slightly, he didn't look at him well that day, only to see him today, he found that he was much thinner, his face became more defined, his complexion became haggard, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Seeing that Shu Chen's complexion was slightly better than that day, Mo Xian was slightly relieved, but his complexion was still as pale as a sheet of white paper, and he couldn't help feeling distressed.

It took a long time before Mo Xian opened his mouth, his eyes full of expectations, his voice was low as if begging him: "Could you go back with me?"

Shu Chen shook his head lightly, and said in a calm voice, "I can't go back, and if you found out, you wouldn't let me go back."

"How come, nothing is a big deal, as long as you come back with me." Mo Xian held Shu Chen's hand tightly, his eyes were red.

Shu Chen smiled calmly, neither happy nor sad, just a faint smile. "Go back! This is not where you should come."

"I won't go back unless you go back with me." Mo Xian said firmly.

"You still haven't remembered the past!"

The preface of Shu Chen's question didn't match the end. Mo Xian didn't understand why Shu Chen asked such a question, but he also replied: "No, now the phantom is gone."

Are the illusions gone?The moment Shu Chen heard it, he was overjoyed and even wanted to follow him back, but in the next moment he realized that there would be a day when his memory would be revived, whether he was cowardly or timid.

"You go! I won't go back."

"Shu Chen..."

The person who used to follow him and agree to everything with a smile is now so resolute, Mo Xian feels helpless like never before.

"I have made up my mind."

"Then since you don't want to leave here, I will stay here too."

"Mo Xian, I beg you, let's go!" Shu Chen said with a bitter face.

Mo Xian was stunned, this was the first time Shu Chen begged him, begged him to go, his heart felt like it was being peeled off layer by layer, and he couldn't breathe, Mo Xian smiled with eyes red: "Okay! I'll go."

There was no expression on Shu Chen's face, it was completely filled with paleness.

"But I have conditions." Mo Xian had tears in his eyes, but smile lines appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Shu Chen froze for a moment and asked, "What?"

Mo Xian gently lifted Shu Chen's chin, and his smile grew stronger: "Stay with me for three more days, just three days, I can only say no to anyone or anything, what do you say? Three days After that, I Mo Xian will definitely abandon you."

three days?

Shu Chen lowered his head and thought, three days should be all right!

"How come the prostitute who used to be Ruo's house hesitated to accompany the guest for three days! It's not like I don't give money, heh!" When Mo Xian said this mockingly, he didn't know how painful it was.

With a hint of joy and reluctance in his heart, Shu Chen nodded slowly.

"Then you don't follow, do you want me to have fun in such a dilapidated place?" Mo Xianwu got up and said when he walked to the door.

Shuimo Town is very small, there are very few visitors from outside, not even a decent inn, let alone a place like Fengmingxuan, Shu Chen followed two steps away from Mo Xian, and waited until he reached a crowded place on the street Suddenly, Mo Xian stopped and put his arms around Shu Chen's waist, and walked on the street swaggeringly.

A foreign son like Mo Xian is already eye-catching, but now he is holding a man in his arms in an ambiguous manner, and it is even more noticeable. Passing by a place, everyone is pointing at the back. This kind of simple and simple way of life even feels inappropriate to marry a concubine. How could two men be accommodated in such a place.

Mo Xian also deliberately smiled and thanked the old man who showed the way before, saying that he finally found his little lady.The old man had never seen such absurd things in his life, and shook his head after seeing it.

In less than half a day, the absurd story about Shu Chen and the foreign rich son spread all over the town. Mo Xian looked at Shu Chen with a smile, but Shu Chen's expression still showed no difference. What he wanted was this effect, and he was not given a place to stay. He will naturally follow him back when the time comes.

During the day, Mo Xian took Shu Chen around, and at night, he hugged Shu Chen to rest in the simple inn, and was with him all the time.

In the middle of the night, Shu Chen stared at Mo Xian's peaceful sleeping face and couldn't help weeping, he would still give up after all.

Mo Xian slept very late at night, and only fell asleep at dawn, feeling the familiar smell of Shu Chen all the time, and the way Shu Chen secretly looked at him in the middle of the night.

On the third day, Mo Xian didn't wake up until noon, felt thirsty but couldn't see Shu Chen, didn't know where to go, so he got up to pour water by himself.

The table in the inn was placed opposite the door, and there was a pot of tea on the table. Shu Chen was holding a teacup. When he heard some voices in the corridor, he thought it was Shu Chen, so he went out to have a look, but the scene It is enough to make Shu Chen regret his whole life, and make Mo Xian suffer all his life.

Su Yu pushed Shu Chen against the wall and kissed Shu Chen frantically. He couldn't see Shu Chen's face, but only saw the greedy eyes of Su Yu, exuding burning desire and desire.

The cup slipped from my hand and shattered.

Two staggered figures kissed each other in sight, and some fragments flashed in my mind, blurry at first and then gradually clear, the surrounding environment was so familiar, green trees in the corridor, servants walking around, a man in white Holding a painting fan and a box of exquisitely packaged snacks in the other hand, he smelled the passing servants: "Where is Mo Chen?"

The servant bowed and said: "Go back to Second Young Master, Mo Chen just went to your room."

The man in white strode towards the room, thinking that Mo Chen's hand was scalded by himself some time ago, and today he went to Lincheng and found a very special snack and wanted to reward him, but when the door was pushed open, The snack in his hand fell to the ground in an instant, on his bed, two naked bodies were intertwined, Mo Chen was pressing on the big brother who had the same face as him, his eyes gleamed with raging love, greed and longing It hurt his eyes, hurt his heart.

Not aware of his arrival at all, Mo Chen kissed Mo Yang almost crazily, and Mo Yang also responded.

The white-clothed man stared at him for an unknown amount of time, until Mo Chen on the bed found a pair of raging eyes staring at him, the cockroaches in his eyes slowly faded away, leaving only panic and fear, and he knelt down in front of him without even putting on his clothes, Tears streaming down my face.

Mo Chen shouted tremblingly: "Second Young Master..."

Mo Yang put on his clothes quickly, showing a look of extreme embarrassment on his calm face compared to Mo Xian, looked down at Mo Chen, and said, "Second brother."

There was horror and anger in Mo Xian's eyes, but his voice was surprisingly cold, and he only said one word: "Get lost."

Mo Yang looked at Mo Chen and couldn't bear to leave, Mo Xian looked at the hickey on Mo Yang's neck, couldn't suppress his anger anymore, and roared: "Get out, get out of here."

Mo Chen hugged his leg and cried, but the dense hickey marks on his shoulder pierced into his heart.

The face in memory overlapped with the face in front of me, that kind of pain, the pain of death.

Hearing the sound of the cup falling, Su Yu let go of Shu Chen, met Mo Xian's eyes that were blazing with anger, Shu Chen looked at Mo Xian in panic, not knowing how to explain it, the eyes were exactly the same as before, and the nature was the same as before In this scene, Shu Chen took two steps back, not knowing how to face it.

Mo Xian looked at Shu Chen's panicked eyes, the scene in front of him was nothing, and the memories that came up had nearly collapsed him, it turned out that he left because he was afraid that he would remember the past, the memory he lost was so unbearable No wonder, he obeys him in everything and takes good care of him. So he did such an ugly thing, do you feel sorry for him?pity him?Or he was simply a substitute, Mo Yang became paralyzed and used him as a substitute.

Mo Xian sneered like crazy, he was so foolish to think that he cared about him, and he searched hard for more than half a year, it turned out that the one who was really stupid was not Shu Chen but him, a ridiculous idiot.

Shu Chen wanted to go forward to appease him, but Mo Xian pushed him away and roared angrily: "Shu Chen, no, Mo Chen, get out, I don't want to see your ugly face again."

When Shu Chen heard the word "Mo Chen", his expression was astonished, his heart turned cold, and he stayed where he was.

How Mo Xian went back is not even clear to him, everyone only remembers Mo Xian's expression when he went back, it was a look that would make other people feel sad when they saw it, that kind of expression is not enough to describe with the word "sorrow" , Sad to the extreme, exuding a gloomy aura, no one dared to approach.

No one knew what happened to Mo Xian just half a month away from home, no one dared to ask, no one dared to approach.

Mo Xian locked himself in the room for five whole days, neither eating nor drinking, and not seeing anyone.

The lingering past floated in my mind, and the more I didn't want to think about it, the more scenes emerged. I never thought that such a cowardly and timid person would do such a careless thing.

Past ([-])

passing memory.

Mo Xian has a very arrogant temper since he was a child, and the servants in the family are afraid of him. Mo Xian loves cleanliness and always wears white clothes. If someone smears a little stain on his body, then this person will suffer bad luck for eight lifetimes.

"Second son, the master said that you can't go out alone." A servant in his 40s hurriedly followed him out.

Mo Xian was only ten years old that year, and he was arrogant and domineering at the age of ten, with disdain for the world in his eyes.

"Uncle Tong, isn't there you here? How can I go out alone." Mo Xianyijue walked in front of him flutteringly.

The servant named Tong Bo was frightened into a cold sweat, there was really nothing he could do about this second young master, he might lose a few years of life if he was so scared every day.

Mo Xian was walking on the street and suddenly felt that someone pulled out the corner of his clothes. When he looked down, he saw a pair of pitiful eyes and a face that was too messy to see clearly. It was unkempt and dirty. A pair of hands covered in black mud was grabbing the hem of his clothes.

Mo Xian loves to be very clean, it makes me sick to see it,