Many times, Lu Yue felt that she was an empty shell. Just like now, he felt that his soul was pulled out of his body by a magical force, gradually rising and drifting away. He tried desperately to pull himself back to the ground, but he couldn't hold onto anything, he couldn't hold onto anything.
He waved his arms, he wanted to shout loudly, but it was all in vain. No one heard his voice, and no one saw him. He is like someone who has been abandoned by the whole world, and finally dissipated in the air. But his remaining body is still alive in the world, like a soulless machine, continuing to work and live day after day.
"Don't go... I'm not a scourge..." The person on the bed murmured in pain and depression, a thin line of sweat dripped from his pale face, his eyelashes trembled uneasily, and even his arms were waving unconsciously. If he hadn't been sitting on the bed The man next to him held him down, fearing that he would throw off the quilt directly.
The man sat by the bed, the light outside the window cast a layer of light and shadow on his handsome side face, those black eyes brewed some unknown emotion, and stared at Lu Yue's face without blinking.
"You are a scum! You are sick in your heart! You were abandoned by your mother back then, and finally by your father. You have no one to love yourself, so you go to harm others! You are a disaster!"
The words that the annoying person said suddenly appeared in his mind, and the man's brows were slightly frowned.
Was it that sentence that made Ah Yue become like this
Has Ah Yue ever been abandoned
Isn't Ah Yue loved
Too many questions popped up in the man's mind at once. Although he didn't quite understand these emotions, he knew that when Lu Yue left his world again and again, he would feel pain in his chest.
So, is Ah Yue in such pain
Our dataman sat there contemplating for a long time, and finally found what he was going to do next in his memory of the previous few worlds.
So, when Lu Yue woke up from the nightmare, she saw a certain data person sitting by the bed, looking at her intently and seriously.
"What are you doing?" Lu Yue still felt a little embarrassed about her sudden fainting, and subconsciously avoided the man's eyes.
"A Yue, I love you."
Lu Yue was a little overwhelmed by the sudden confession. The man had always shown him a young man's strong possessiveness before, but this was the first time he heard such a straightforward confession. However, even he doesn't know what love is, so how can a data person who doesn't know anything know
Lu Yue smiled wryly and ignored him.
However, at this moment, the man said to him again: "I love you."
"I love you, Ah Yue." The man's eyes were extremely dark, and his earnest appearance was very deceptive. Lu Yue froze for a moment, seeing that the other party was about to speak.
"I… "
"Stop!" Lu Yue hurriedly covered the man's mouth with her hands, for fear that he would say that word again.
"I'm having a headache now, don't talk anymore."
Facing Lu Yue's irritable appearance, the man just stared at him, then suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked Lu Yue's dry palm.
Lu Yue withdrew her hand in shock, and looked at him as if she was insane. It's only been such a short time, why is this stat guy so flirtatious all of a sudden
Just as Lu Yue was thinking deeply, the breath of a man reached her ears: "I love you."
Suddenly, the whole body trembled.
"I love you."
The deep voice began to dig into the flesh.
"I love you."
An electric current seeps into the blood.
"I love you."
The gentle voice broke through the first line of defense of Xinlei, and it was about to conquer the city!
"I love you I love you I love you..."
Those three words kept penetrating into Lu Yue's stubborn and fragile heart like □□, making Lu Yue feel panic and at the same time have a strong desire to break out of the ground. That longing was fighting against his usual indifference and stubbornness. However, the man's offensive has been fierce and powerful, and there is no chance for him to buffer.
"You get out!" In the end, Lu Yue couldn't bear the violent beating of her heart, and hurriedly pushed the man out of the door. He was clutching his chest, and the beating heart hit his chest like crazy, Lu Yue even suspected that it would go into shock the next moment.
It's so weird.
Lu Yue sighed and bent down, closing her eyes so that she could calm down. However, the voice lingered like a magic sound in his ears.
At this moment, the man outside the door was watching the people inside with red eyes. He approached the door, his right hand was also close to the heart, and his lips moved three times.
After being warned by Lu Yue with fierce eyes, the man finally stopped saying those three words frequently, but he would say them to Lu Yue every morning and evening before falling asleep. This point is unshakable.
Lu Yue had no choice but to think that he was just a child learning the lines on TV, and he could do it on a whim.
Men don't seem to be just talking casually, though. When he stood in front of Lu Yue with a serious expression and put two things in front of him, Lu Yue was confused.
"What are you doing?"
"ID card and copy."
"You made this up?"
The man nodded solemnly: "Take this, and you can get married."
Lu Yue's face petrified: "Are you kidding me?"
"I'm not joking."
"Then you are being funny."
"It's not funny." The man confronted Lu Yue with a serious expression, his dark eyes locked on Lu Yue's face.
Lu Yue's face became unnatural and felt a little hot. It's really abnormal.
Last time it was a confession, but this time I directly forced a marriage with him. Do you want to play him like this
Seeing Lu Yue frowning, the man couldn't help asking, "Ah Yue doesn't want to marry me?"
After hearing this, Lu Yue retorted directly: "Why marry or not? If you want to marry, you will marry."
The man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Then you agree?"
"Who agreed?" Lu Yue realized that she had said something wrong, and was anxious to redeem it, but the man didn't give him a chance.
"Okay, since that's the case, we can register now."
Lu Yue immediately said in surprise: "What, men register with men, it doesn't work in China."
The man turned Lu Yue's face: "Then we will go abroad."
In fact, Lu Yue couldn't persuade a man who had already made up his mind. So, when he got on the plane, there was still a sense of unrealism.
"Ah Yue, I won't abandon you." The man suddenly said these words in his ear, and Lu Yue suddenly felt his eye sockets heat up, as if some liquid was about to come out of his eyes.
do not care! It doesn't matter if this stat guy is playing with him or not, since he's here, he won't be allowed to leave! Lu Yue thought hard in her heart, and then bit the man's cold lips violently while the tears were streaming down.
"That's what you said, if you leave me and run away, I will go to all the worlds to find you!"
The man looked at him with gentle eyes: "I'm the one who said that." Then, he pressed his lips, and the rare sweetness melted between his lips and tongue.
END
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postscript
Hahahaha, the first article is finally over! To be honest, this article is estimated to be 150,000 to 200,000. The current word count is just right.
Huh, let's talk about our feelings.
First, there is some sense of accomplishment, after all, it is over. There is a beginning and an end. Although the ending is not very satisfactory, at least it is not as bad as before when I just wrote the beginning. To be honest, the stupid author cheated three before, because he didn't know how to write at all, and he just thought about the beginning and didn't know what the end was, so he cheated. Personally, I think the beginning is easy and the end is difficult. But this time it's over and I'm proud of myself.
Second, I am very grateful to the little angels who have been with me all the time. In fact, writing articles is not only for writing good stories, but also for people to watch. Only with the support of readers can we be more motivated, and this kind of interaction with readers is a very interesting process, which can also be called fate. Although the word fate sounds quite mysterious. However, companionship is real, and gratitude is also real.
Third, the biggest hope is that I can make more progress in the future. Reading is a pleasure, and writing is also a pleasure. But writing is much more difficult than reading, and it is not easy to persevere. Stupid writers don't have any special hobbies, only hobbies, only brainpower and hope to use them seriously. If I'm still writing ten years from now, I should really be lucky.
Fourth, a new chapter, a new journey. The stupid author doesn't have a fixed style of writing (I guess it will be hard to find in the future), but I have already thought about the next one. "The Handbook of Cultivation of a Playboy" is a double-wearing essay, with a joyful and relaxed orientation. I hope the little angels will support you a lot.