Lu Mo scratched his hair.
He didn't expect Ling to tell him these stories at such a time.
Of course, he can guess that Ling's past must be quite complicated. He has a precipitation temperament in him, and he has an attitude of not caring about everything and being lazy about everything.
I didn't expect... it would be such a heavy past.
For a time, he felt that his heart was like a sponge soaked in water, wet, heavy, and cold, falling straight down.
Ling talked a lot about Mr. Rhine's past, he remembered it very clearly, and Lu Mo gradually spelled out a vivid image in his mind.
Blonde hair and blue eyes, his looks can be described as handsome at best, but his sloppy habits have ruined his few remaining virtues.
As a female, she is surprisingly stupid when it comes to raising children. He can cook a bunch of highly poisonous meals, and then sigh with emotion: "I always thought that the setting of the kitchen killer in the TV series was exaggerated and funny. Until I ate my own meal."
Ling's good craftsmanship probably came out of this.
When talking about the past, Ling's face softened a lot. Before meeting Mr. Rhine, there was only fear and despair in his life. The extreme environment shaped his sharp, suspicious, indifferent and selfish character.
"You can't imagine what kind of larva I was at that time," Ling laughed, "I stole Mr. Rhine's knife on the first day. I can barely eat myself."
If you are not loved in childhood, you will lose the ability to feel love when you grow up.
The healed scene in the novel looks beautiful, but it's not. They are not grateful, nor do they understand how much love others hold to patiently tolerate all their shortcomings.
If Mr. Rhine was not an exceptionally sturdy female insect, he would have been so mad that he would have driven him west.
Ling kept stealing Mr. Rhine's things, hoarding it in his room like a dark mouse; once Mr. Rhine didn't pay attention to him, he would tell Mr. Rhine ghost stories every day, scaring Mr. Rhine to hug him at night. He slept with Wenger.
Day after day, year after year, Mr. Rhine never noticed Ling's scheming.
Until the tenth year of being adopted by Mr. Rhine, one evening.
He was sitting on Mr. Rhine's shoulder, and Mr. Rhine asked him to raise his head. For the first time, Ling noticed that the sunset was burning with vigor and vitality, and it was really beautiful.
There used to be a slightly drunken fragrance of flowers in the wind, accompanied by the chirping of the returning birds, the world became peaceful and peaceful at this moment.
…
He would have turned into a paranoid female, because of the existence of Mr. Rhine - like the only board in the vast sea, supporting him finally not to drown.
And when Mr. Rhine died, Ling could no longer control himself. Lu Mo appeared too late, it was too late, he had no strength to struggle anymore.
But it's not too late. If Mr. Rhine is the wooden board, then Lu Mo is a huge monster on the seabed. They will keep entangled and sink into the bottomless seabed.
"Lu Mo, Mr. Rhine is dead."
He stared deeply at Lu Mo's face, "I'm crazy too."
He actually told Lu Mo these things, obviously he planned to hide it for the rest of his life.
Ling does not naively believe that love can conquer everything, on the contrary, he always believes that love needs lies. Even if You Woo thought it wasn't real love, Ling didn't care.
-Because love is a fragile bubble, if you try to test it with a needle, it will burst in the end.
But now, he actually said it, including the Klein bug. No male is willing to refuse the temptation to advance.
Ling was almost desperate, waiting desperately for Lu Mo's final judgment.
If Lu Mo showed even a moment of greed, he would kill Lu Mo and then himself.
At this time, Lu Mo was almost dumbfounded.
The saddest tragedy is not how tragic he writes, nor how touching the author's writing is. It is often the sentence "This article is drawn from reality" in the copy.
Ling talked about so many past events, but when he talked about Mr. Rhine's death, he just mentioned it in a flat voice, and didn't say anything else.
The child is really going to be fooled by the knife.
If it was Lu Mo from the previous life, he would have rushed up to hug Ling and cried louder than anyone else.
But at this time, when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say a word.
It's so strange, in everyone's eyes, you are a peerless scumbag, right? It's really strange that he, who is cold and cruel, suddenly shows a warm side at such a time.
This is also the reason why Lu Mo was so embarrassed that he almost died when he realized that he took Wenger's photo, which turned out to be quite heartwarming.
How will Ling see herself? It must be funny, right? !
Lu Mo opened his eyes, his pupils shaking.
Before he knew it, he had already carried a huge and heavy human burden, and he felt suffocated just thinking about the scene where he smiled and comforted Ling.
But he couldn't ignore it, and his inner sadness had turned into a river.
Under Ling Shen's gaze, Lu Mo's almost downed brain slowly turned, and finally coughed dryly. He turned his head and pulled Ling's sleeve awkwardly.
"If... If you want to cry, I can reluctantly forgive your gaffe today. Of course, it's not that I sympathize with you. I won't have any pity for you. It's just the etiquette of being a noble."
"Cough... I will also wish your teacher rest in the arms of the mother goddess."
Ling stared blankly at Lu Mo's profile.
This time, it was different from what he imagined. Lu Mo seemed to have not heard what he said, completely ignoring the "Klein bug".
If Lu Mo had any thoughts, he would hug him deeply after listening, and he would say, "From now on, I will love you together with Mr. Rhine."
He will hug himself, heal himself like those vulgar novels, and let himself fall for him from now on.
Or, like Song Jianshu, sympathy and pity on him from above, to satisfy his sense of superiority to his "status respect".
Instead of being like now, the sadness is clearly written on his face, and he has to hide it with pride and restraint, trying his best not to let himself see any emotion in his heart.
…
Ling's back was against the wall of the corridor, he held Lu Mo's hand with his backhand, and pulled the unsuspecting Lu Mo towards him.
"I warn you not to go too far!"
Ling buried his head in Lu Mo's shoulder, and a little bit of warm water wet Lu Mo's clothes.
Lu Mo felt it, and he let Ling lean on it stiffly, not knowing what to do.
Ling cry
Huh
Eh? !
Wait, is it because he was just too indifferent? But he just felt that he was already on the verge of collapse!
But when he thought of Ling crying, Lu Mo felt that his wet, heavy and cold sponge heart was stabbed again by a hand, stinging and stinging.
Reluctantly not hugging Ling was already his limit, no matter how the system issued a sharp warning in his heart, he couldn't make the move to push Ling away.
"Lu Mo."
Ling let out a sigh-like voice, "What the hell are you..."
You want me to indulge in you, to what extent are you willing to give up
Every time he felt that he had no room left, Lu Mo would always make himself fall in love with him again.
Why in the world are there such males? Ling couldn't even imagine why he was so special, as if he came from another world.
If there is such a world, it must be a world full of warmth and love. He leaned against Lu Mo's shoulder, and his tense nerves finally relaxed.
When Mr. Rhine died, he thought he would suffer, but he didn't. Not only did he not shed a single tear, he did not even have a trace of sadness. Except for his frequent distractions, he was no different from usual.
Wenger cried repressedly in Song Jianshu's room all night. When he came to the military department to report the next day, his eyes were red and swollen. He looked at Ling in disbelief and blurted out: "Ling, are you not sad at all?"
Ling rubbed his temples numbly: "Wenger, I've been busy all night and I'm very tired now."
Wenger left silently, Ling leaned back on the large chair, the brim of his hat fell to cover his dry eyes.
Until now, Ling finally felt the pain in hindsight.
He inhaled a little bit, and the beating heart in his chest filled with needle-like pain, which quickly radiated to his whole body, making him shiver like a cat that had just been fished out of the water. Those late tears seem to have accumulated for too long, and once the dyke bursts, there is no meaning to stop. Unlike the usual tears, they will overflow when they are full. Ling just leaned on Lu Mo's shoulder expressionlessly, and the tears rolled out directly.
"Lu Mo."
"Um?"
"I really miss him."
"... Well, since he's a female, I'll forgive you for the time being."
"Lu Mo."
"Oh, my dear lady, how come you look like a cub? I'll be angry if you go on like this."
"Lu Mo."
Lu Mo gasped in annoyance and said helplessly, "I'm listening, don't cry."
Ling showed up like this again, he really couldn't hold back the character! Right now, he really wanted to stuff Ling's 30-layer thick quilt into the room, and then lock the eighteen doors, thus completing the world's strongest sealing barrier, which must be the safest inside.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Ling slowly took off his gloves and inserted his five fingers into Lu Mo's fingers, interlocking with his palm.
"Lu Mo."
Lu Mo: "... Okay, okay! You can do whatever you want tonight. You can buy Dixing with my money—just don't call me that again, it's annoying."
Ling Qu rubbed the back of his hand with his fingers and said softly, "Lu Mo, I surrender to you."
"You have completely occupied all my territory, and you have won."
His voice was unprecedentedly soft, like white cotton candy: "From now on, you are my only emperor, and I will always submit to you."
The wind blew Ling's soft and smooth hair and scratched Lu Mo's cheek.
He could clearly hear his own heartbeat, and in this slight tingling, it beat faster.
Not good.
Lu Mo reached out and grabbed his sleeve, feeling as if he had been confused.
What slag value, what Zerg, and what system were all forgotten by him at this moment, all he had left in his heart was Ling's twinkling eyes that were as beautiful as pigeon blood gems.
He stretched out his hand to hold Ling's cheek, and kissed it without any explanation—
Ling's breath was much messier than before. He put his hands on Lu Mo's shoulders weakly, and when he closed his eyes, his long eyelashes swept across Lu Mo's skin.
Until they separated, Lu Mo looked at Ling, whose cheeks were reddish and his eyes were hazy. He showed a arrogant smile and announced like the emperor: "Of course, my lady, are you still thinking about these things now?"
"I'm in charge of you, of course."
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The author has something to say: plot? ? The plot is gone! ! Stupid author doesn't want to do anything but make sugar
Let them kiss me.
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