For Zhong Ming'e, he was so reluctant, a long time ago. When he was still an ignorant teenager, he couldn't keep his eyes off Zhong Ming'e. No one understood Zhong Ming'e's anxiety and struggle better than him. No one is more aware of his own anguish and affection.
But so what
He can only be Zhong Ming'e's subordinate for the rest of his life, and this is a reality that can never be changed. What he wants to do in this life. It is to protect him well and help him to the top. As for other things, he can't think about it and dare not think about it.
…
"Liao Chongwu! Liao Chongwu!"
Suddenly. The hysterical crying of the man came from outside the door, as well as the endless knocking on the door.
"Boom!"
The wine jar fell to the ground in response, turning into fragments all over the ground.
next second. Liao Chongwu rushed over like crazy. He opened the door and pulled in the man who was crying outside.
"Liao Chongwu! I can't do it!" Zhong Ming'e grabbed Liao Chongwu's shoulders with both hands, looking at him with red eyes in despair and collapse. "Liao Chongwu! I can't do it! I can't help it. I can't do it!"
Liao Chongwu suddenly wrapped him in his arms. Holding him tightly, like hugging a lost treasure. He tightly hugged Zhong Ming'e, who was out of breath from crying, when he spoke again. The voice was also hoarse: "Then don't do it, never go!"
"Liao Chongwu, I'm crazy! I'm really crazy!" Zhong Ming'e tightly strangled Liao Chongwu's arm. Gritting my teeth, I said, "Obviously I should give birth to children well, but... But I'm full of you. For so many years, I've been full of you! Liao Chongwu, you don't even know how much I hate you! I really hate you!" I can't wait... I can't wait to kill you!"
"I know, I know," Liao Chongwu choked with sobs, holding Zhong Ming'e's face in his hands, and kissed the tear-filled face tremblingly, "Because I also hate myself to death, I I really want to die."
"Liao Chongwu..." Zhong Ming'e accepted the man's touch tremblingly, his face that was still gnashing his teeth suddenly softened, and his hands tremblingly wrapped around Liao Chongwu's neck, "Liao Chongwu, don't Don't let me go, please, don't let me go..."
"Don't let go, I won't let go," Liao Chongwu suddenly hugged Zhong Ming'e, and walked straight to the room, "With this night, even if I really die, it's worth it..."
"Liao Chongwu..." Zhong Ming'e looked at him, tears streaming down his face, but he couldn't bear to blink, "Liao Chongwu, I won't let you die, even if I die, I won't let you die..."
"Hey, don't talk anymore," Liao Chongwu said softly, and while putting him on the bed, he gently ran down Zhong Ming'e's hair while kissing his eyes that were slightly swollen from tears, "Today is ours." Good day."
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The first day of the first month of the 33rd year of Jiasheng.
Jilin.
Pang Yi grabbed the medicine from the pharmacy, hurriedly got on the horse with the medicine, and rushed to the post house. In the first day of junior high school, all the shops on the street were closed, and the pharmacy was not open. He ran to the small town below and caught it. At this time, he carried the medicine and rushed towards the city against the heavy snow.
"Master Jun, you're back," the waiter at the post house saw Pang Yi get off his horse in front of the door, and rushed out to lead the horse for him. He was naturally very courteous, "Master Jun, why have you been out for such a long time in this snowy day? Is there anything important?"
"Has the food been delivered?" Pang Yi asked the waiter as he strode towards the post.
"It's delivered! Don't worry!" the waiter in the store smiled apologetically, "I sent two catties of dumplings stuffed with pork and scallions just out of the pan early in the morning."
"Okay," Pang Yi nodded, casually threw a penny to the little girl, and handed the medicine in his arms to the little girl, "Go and fry the medicine and bring it up."
"Yes, I obey." The waiter in the shop took the medicine in a hurry, and asked worriedly at the same time, "Master Jun, is there something that makes you feel uncomfortable? Or is it that... girl in the room who is not feeling well these days?" Watching you running in and out to buy medicine every day."
"Don't ask if you shouldn't." Pang Yi gave the waiter a cold look, and then strode upstairs.
"Boom boom boom!"
Walking to the top floor before going to the room, Pang Yi stopped and raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Ma'am, have you rested yet?"