After saying this, Chu Muyun seemed to be extremely tired, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he fell asleep again.
Jun Mo didn't say anything, just hugged him quietly like this.
Everything is developing in the direction he hopes, Amu will not leave him, nor can he be separated from him, they can be together for a long time.
And this kind of life, Amu also likes.
seems fine...
But inexplicably, many pictures from the past suddenly jumped into his mind.
When he first met, he needed to look up to him. Amu was handsome and elegant, with a confident and free smile on the corner of his mouth. His gestures and gestures exuded amazing charm, which made people feel convincing.
Amu is powerful and knowledgeable. He seems to know everything and understand everything. He always smiles at him, his dark eyes are full of encouragement and support, as if he is looking forward to his growth...
Even when he was tortured by such a terrifying illness, Amu never looked weak at all. He endured it silently, with a tenacious posture like a pines and cypresses in the cold winter, standing proudly despite the frost and snow.
Jun Mo didn't know when he fell in love with him, maybe it was the first time he met, maybe he was getting along every day, maybe he said to him with a smile: "... just treat me as poor and boring, challenge the 'impossible'..."
In an instant, the man who spoke such arrogant words in a gentle tone filled his mind.
Ling Mu, that is Ling Mu.
Jun Mo suddenly hugged the person in his arms, and a trace of unease flashed in his lowered eyes.
- Did he destroy him
- Even if he suppressed the body of natural disaster, did he still destroy the people around him.
Jun Mo's complexion showed an abnormal fairness, calm, but morbid.
Chu Muyun was really in a chaotic life. Although he was deliberately addicted, he was not able to tell the difference between morning and night.
Of course, the benefits of doing so are obvious.
Show weakness, obedience, fall into it, and then appropriately give certain psychological stimulation, under normal circumstances, there will be two trends.
One is to let the performer relax his vigilance and stop pressing step by step, so that there is a gap that can be grasped; the other is to let him think of his old feelings and start to waver when his heart softens, and the same can be controlled. opportunity.
Chu Muyun ignored Jun Mo's direction. All he noticed was... His body was slowly recovering.
Although the vigor is still unable to be used, but the mental state is much better, no longer confused all day long, and finally more time when awake than in drowsiness.
Jun Mo has always been very good at hiding his emotions, he still looks like that, takes care of him, speaks softly, his face seems to be cold, but there is only Chu Muyun in his eyes.
The lives of the two do not seem to have changed, they are still so isolated from the world, enjoying the infinite joy of spirit and body like a honeymoon.
Almost after the time, Chu Muyun began to 'be suspicious'.
"Amo... How long have we been here?" On this day, Chu Muyun woke up in the haze and suddenly asked.
It's been more than two months now, Jun Mo caressed his back and said slowly, "It should be half a month."
Chu Muyun sighed lightly: "It's been so many days, how come this injury still hasn't healed."
He stretched out his hand and made a little effort, but found that the gas field was empty.
Jun Mo's eyes flickered slightly: "It's not just the sword injury, you should have been done by Xie Qianlan when you were in the Vientiane Palace."
Chu Muyun frowned slightly.
Jun Mo added: "Xie Qianlan is good at illusion, and is most able to charm the mind... And the damage in this area is not easy to heal for a while."
Chu Muyun no longer had any doubts, and only sighed: "...I don't know people well."
Jun Mo lightly changed the topic: "Do you want to eat?"
Chu Muyun smiled and said, "Every day I eat and sleep. I'm almost an old man."
Jun Mo paused slightly.
Chu Muyun got up slightly, looking in good spirits: "I got out of bed for a walk, and being sick all the time is not good for my recovery."
Jun Mo said softly, "Alright."
After speaking, he got out of bed first, and carefully put on Chu Muyun's coat.
Chu Muyun smiled slightly, waiting for him to serve him. After getting dressed and standing on the ground, Chu Muyun's legs suddenly softened and he could not stand firm.
Jun Mo quickly reached out to support him.
Chu Muyun frowned, obviously a little embarrassed, but he quickly put aside his expression and said with a smile, "...It's really been too long in bed."
Jun Mo comforted him: "Just get used to it."
"Yeah." Although Chu Muyun's legs were trembling and his body was uncomfortable, he still walked forward.
After a short while, a thin layer of fine sweat covered his forehead, but he never complained from beginning to end. Jun Mo saw it in his eyes, but didn't say anything - he made the medicine, he knew what it was doing, and he also knew exactly what Chu Muyun was suffering.
But even so, as long as he is spiritually free, this man will never yield to anything or anyone.
The unbearable thoughts in Jun Mo's heart began to spread again... Can he really get him, can he really not let him leave him forever? Can he keep him
Jun Mo lowered his eyes slightly and silently accompanied Chu Muyun.
After walking to the back, Chu Muyun was already sweating on his back, and his face was abnormally pale. Jun Mo finally said, "Take a break, don't be in a hurry."
Chu Muyun sighed lightly: "Well, take your time, it's a serious illness after all, how can it be so easy to recover."
Although his body is weak, he has clear eyes and clear eyes. There is no resentment on his face, only an indescribable tenacity. People can't help but think of the morning sun after the storm. Hope still hangs in the sky.
Jun Mo's heart trembled, but he couldn't hold back, and with a little force, he hugged him horizontally.
Chu Muyun was stunned for a while, a little stunned: "Amo?"
Jun Mo said, "I'll take you to the bath."
Chu Muyun didn't say anything, only a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Jun Mo cleaned him, and asked him in the pool water while he was washing. Maybe it was because his mood was too chaotic, and he didn't know what to measure. Afterwards, Chu Muyun was already crying—he was already very tired from walking around, and although it didn't show on his face, his body couldn't bear it.
Although he doesn't need to move now, the effect of the medicine has not been released. The excessively strong pleasure will make people lose their minds, and coupled with physical fatigue, it is easy to lose their minds under the double impact.
After Jun Mo finished, Chu Muyun had already fallen asleep on the soft couch.
His complexion showed a seductive flushing red, his long hair was still wet, which made his complexion even whiter, Jun Lang's face showed a delicate outline because of his thinness, and his eyelashes were wet because he was too emotional just now Well, uncontrollable crying got wet...
Jun Mo's heart stabbed suddenly, and he lowered his head and kissed his eyes.
He cleaned him again and hugged him back to the bed, but he still couldn't sleep all night.
In a trance, he remembered what Xie Qianlan said: Jun Mo, what is the difference between you and me