Imprisoned by the devil

But the result was unsatisfactory, Yi Zimo admired that his body was really good, even if he was blown by the wind all night, at most he just sneezed, and he couldn't help but have other problems.

Ever since, he was also successfully kicked out of the house by Shen Wen early in the morning, and he didn't even have breakfast, but Shen Wen's cold eyebrows gave him enough to see him, and just as soon as he went out, he was driven out of the house because of the rain last night. The rain was still wet, although the air was filled with the fresh breath after the rain, and the sky was also a little bit brighter, but it didn't prevent him from being so crowded that he wrinkled into a bad mood.

He gathered his clothes, shrugged his shoulders, and got into the car in a hurry. The cold on his body dropped instantly. Then he turned on his phone and found a WeChat message from Lin Chuyin.

——The wedding will be held this Saturday, you only need to cooperate with me in acting, and I will do the rest.

"This Saturday, isn't it the day after tomorrow? Why are you so anxious." He hasn't done any work yet. Although he can tell lies, his acting skills have not yet reached the level of perfection.

At that time, the bride and groom hugging and kissing will be indispensable in the wedding ceremony. Could it be possible for him to really kiss?Doesn't that mean 'betrayed' Shen Wen?

The more Yi Zimo thought about it, the more uneasy he became, so he started the car without hesitation, and decided to negotiate with Lin Chuyin in person.

And ever since Li Yan received chemotherapy for the first time, looking at himself in the mirror, he was getting thinner and haggard day by day. His brows and eyes were originally deep, but now his thin eye sockets are sunken, not to mention his complexion, which is as pale as a smear. He couldn't accept such an ugly self.

"I said, do you want to be narcissistic? Don't you never get tired of looking at this face every day?" Mu Li had just returned from buying breakfast outside when he saw the man holding a mirror to 'admire' himself, but he couldn't see it from that face. I saw a trace of pain.

"I'm extremely tired now." Li Yan put the mirror aside in disgust, and the eyes that looked at Mu Li also lost their luster, "Xiao Li, don't you feel disgusted when you look at my face every day?"

Compared with before, the handsome value has plummeted, and he might become uglier after a while, and all his hair will fall out by then, and he is lucky to become a monk.

"Who told me to get used to it, and chemotherapy is like this. You are not an evergreen tree. Is it possible that you can still stay young forever?"

"But if it doesn't work, then I'm torturing myself, and I'm torturing you too." The words became more and more pessimistic, Mu Li felt something was wrong, and turned to look at him carefully.

He sat down and raised his chin in a domineering way, "What's wrong with you again?"

Suddenly felt that this movement was a bit awkward, Li Yan hurriedly avoided it, wrapped his hand with a palm against the guest and said: "I'm serious, I didn't expect to make myself so embarrassed in the end, Xiaoli, I can, don't do it Have you had chemotherapy?"

"No!" Mu Li threw him away, straightened his eyes immediately, stood up aggressively and asked: "Have you fed your tenacious will to the dogs? Are you tired of working or are you tired?" I think I am seriously ill, but I can still say such words! And don't forget how you promised me at the beginning, I tell you, if you dare to refuse chemotherapy, I will immediately disappear in front of your eyes, look at me Do it or not!"

After a series of machine guns came down, Li Yan could not avoid being baptized several times by the "rain of bullets". He wiped it off naturally without losing embarrassment, and found that the hair on the top of Mu Li's head was blown up, and gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.

He wanted to pull his hand, but he coldly pushed him away. He could only wrinkle his face like a child, "Little Li, I know it's irresponsible for me to say this, but think about it from another angle." , My condition is already like this, in fact, chemotherapy is just a psychological effect, you just can’t turn the tide, unless I have nine lives, otherwise my ending will be the same.”

Every time he persuaded himself not to mention this matter again, he didn't want to hurt Mu Li's heart, and he also wanted to fight for their future to receive various treatments, but his increasingly exposed body made him run out of energy, and he had no energy left I don't want to ask for anything else.

Mu Li still bit his lip and didn't speak, he was afraid that if he said it, he couldn't help crying, so he simply lowered his head and kept silent, not looking at him, because he was afraid of seeing his gentle and desolate eyes.

"Xiao Li, I don't want to hide it from you. In fact, during this period of time, my resistance has been continuously declining. My hair is falling more and more. I can't even eat anything. I want to cheer myself up, but there is always a feeling in my body. Something keeps eating my anger. I want to fight it, but I get defeated every time, I'm really tired..."

"So Xiaoli, just promise me, let me spend the last time well, let's go to a place that no one knows, and live a life of simple food and drink. This is my last request and the only request."

After a few words, it seemed that all the wind had stopped, and the world became desolately silent, but Mu Li was extremely terrified by this silence. The mouth, heart and lungs were also scorched, truly becoming 'heart ashes'.

He had never felt so much pain, even if he knew that Li Yan had this disease before, it didn't hurt so badly. An evil magnetic field almost sucked his soul dry, and his strong defense finally collapsed. I buried my head deeply and finally burst into tears.

"It's okay, Xiaoli, it's okay, I can still hold on, I'm not afraid." Li Yan gently pulled him into his arms, letting his tears wet his shoulders, he hugged his body tightly with all his strength, and turned his head Kissing the tip of his hair lightly, and getting closer to his face.

Mu Li lay on his shoulder and sobbed, "Why, let us go through this, what should I do..."

He didn't care about his face, he wrapped his hands tightly around his back, afraid that he would slip away if he loosened a little, he wanted to keep the warm chest at this moment.

When he put all the grievances into the dust, when he really wanted to spend his life with him, fate didn't give him any chance, and directly hit him in the head.

This stick drove him into hell. He wanted to escape this hell with Li Yan several times, but he was always firmly restrained in it.

Once, this person was a cage from which he could not escape, but now, they were imprisoned by the demon of fate in this dark prison of hell.

What choice should he make?

"Xiao Li, we have to face some endings, and you must be strong."

"But I don't want to be strong." Because he was afraid that no one would pick up this vulnerability for him again.

"But you have no choice, remember, even without me in the future, no matter what, you must go on."

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