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tapped her with a textbook, "Don't you know there's something going on behind the Jin Zhang Award""What's going on" Wen Nuan asked warmly, a bit lost. Cheng Yu stared straight at her, leaving Wen Nua...Mo Yao almost roared in a desperate voice, "Mo Ye Yan, if you dare, kiss me. Immediately dump that woman and we'll spend our lives together, otherwise get out of my sight!"

Silence! Not a single sound could be heard, only the heavy breathing between them. Both of them breathed heavily. 。Mo Yao was angry. He was talking to Mo Xiaobai about serious matters, but he had such thoughts, so openly displayed yet so subtly hidden. It made him seem like a fool at times and like the happiest man at other times. This back-and-forth contradiction ultimately stemmed from his own indulgence. 。Just this once, and ask this one more time. 。When he was in Washington, he decided that he would never ask Mo Xiaobai about this again. But the damn thing was, he acted as if he liked his expressions and emotions so much, and said so many emotional things. What did that mean He wasn't a fool, he started to understand that Xiaobai wasn't indifferent to him, but he didn't want to face it. 。He is pressuring Xiaobai, and he is also pressuring himself. 。Mo Xiaobai looked at Mo Yao's lips. He thought, these were the prettiest lips in the world. So beautiful, the feeling of kissing them must be amazing. Mo Yao's words "burn the boats" made all the blood in his veins rush up, burning fiercely in his mind. It was as if the most hidden string within him had been severed, he didn't care about anything anymore. The surging hot blood caused his rationality to collapse, and a single sentence flashed through his mind: 。Kiss him, kiss him, he's yours, he's your man. 。He thought so, and he did so. His lips were almost touching Mo Yao's lips, the hot air was on his lips, and his nose was about to touch his skin. Just a little bit more, just a little bit... Mo Yao looked at him intently, and Mo Xiaobai also looked at him. The distance between their gazes was so short that it seemed to be burning people up. That kind of heat, that kind of intensity, that kind of rolling... so many emotions were reflected in such a gaze. Mo Yao saw the struggle in Mo Xiaobai's heart, and Mo Xiaobai saw the determination in Mo Yao's eyes. 。His body fluctuated between cold and heat, his muscles screaming in pain, yearning for release. 。But this kiss, was being held back, suppressed. 。Mo Yao's eyes slowly filled with disappointment and gloom. He had expected as much. 。 “Get lost!” he said softly, his gaze turning cold. A warmth, with a hint of mint, lingered in the air around him. Mo Xiaobai had a moment to wonder where he was now and what had just happened 。Mo Yao waited silently, waiting for him to leave. 。He was too tired. 。For such a thing, he was truly too tired. 。He was so exhausted that he didn't want anything to do with him, he just hoped, he could stay away from him, and not torment him like this anymore. 。 "Xiaobai, let me go..." 。Mo Yao murmured to herself, closing her eyes painfully, unwilling for him to see the flicker of vulnerability that flashed in them. Mo Xiaobai was at a loss, not knowing what to do or how to act. He desperately wanted to explain, but didn't know where to begin. 。He stared blankly at Mo Yao, pushing him out of the world. 。Mo Xiaobai slowly straightened up, glanced at Mo Yao, and walked out of the ward slowly. Mo Yao opened his eyes. As he had expected, but why was he still so heartbroken He thought he had become numb. 。Originally, it's still not possible. 。Just like he wanted to give up countless times on Mo Xiaobai, but never could. 。

I can't give up, and I can't learn to let go.

So, masochism 。

Xiao Bai's face suddenly appeared at the door of the ward. Mo Yao was surprised. He thought Xiao Bai had left, but he came back. Not only did he come back, but he also brought a good mood. He suddenly pounced on Mo Yao's side, completely changing his just now full of yuwang, extremely tangled look, and said to the dumbfounded Mo Yao, "Big brother, I don't roll..."

Mo Yao frowned, not knowing what he was up to. Xiao Bai said, "Brother, give me some time to think about things, okay"

Mo Yao's eyes widened in even greater surprise. His injured heart suddenly thumped wildly. His severely wounded body seemed unable to withstand such a rapid heartbeat. He felt like he was going to die

He wanted to think About whatMo Xiaobai slowly grabbed Mo Yao's hand, he pressed his cheek against the back of Mo Yao's hand, that tender skin touching the roughness of his hand, there was a strange harmony. "Ge, let me think about it, okay" "What do you want to think about" Mo Yao asked, his voice clear, "Xiaobai, can you not be so selfish" 。"After waiting for so long, do you care about this little bit of time" Mo Xiaobai kissed the back of his hand, he felt his skin burning up. Mo Yao cursed inwardly, but he enjoyed such softness 。Why is he so selfish 。"How long" Mo Yao asked coldly. If it were the past, he would have nodded happily. Mo Xiaobai was willing to think about things between them, which meant he was willing to face them. It was better than ignoring them altogether. 。But why, was he so angry and resentful 。Mo Xiaobai didn't answer. Mo Yao gritted her teeth and said, "Mo Ye Yan, is this enough You've been playing tricks on me, do you think feelings are something you can manipulate with a little thought and a few petty schemes just as you wish If that were the case, why have I always indulged you so much" 。You said you wanted to think about it, if Bai Liu didn't appear, if Bai Liu was so important to me, when would you be willing to tell me that you thought about it 。No, you won't. 。You're probably thinking now, you're afraid Bai Liu will take away my feelings for you. You don't accept my feelings, but you rely on them. You don't want me, but you want me to be devoted to you for the rest of my life. 。Ye Yan, what gives you the right What makes you so eternally insatiable in your desire for me Do I owe you my life Why must I live in such misery What makes you so confident 。Have you ever thought about it I am also a human, I have feelings too, and I am made of flesh and blood. My heart can also ache, and one day I will die as well. 。If you love, then love boldly. I, Mo Yuan, will never disappoint you in this life. But if you don't love, then please stop with these little schemes. 。I am already desperate, but you give me a glimmer of hope, making me yearn for the possibility that we still have a chance. 。You're just trying to hold me back, dragging me down so that I can't be with Bai Liu. You want to drag things out until Bai Liu gets tired and gives up, then you can finally dump me without a second thought and go off to live happily ever after with Ji Bing. How could you be so cruel Is my love nothing to you, just like trash on the side of the road Is my happiness as worthless as rotten cabbage at the market You wouldn't even glance at it, would youAll of Mo Xiaobai's words were stuck in her throat. 。He wanted to refute, but couldn't utter a single word. The disgust in Mo Yao's eyes made him shiver with cold, his eyes even stinging with pain. Mo Yao didn't expect Mo Xiaobai to suddenly have red eyes, as if suffering countless grievances. 。TearsThat's simply preposterous, Mo Xiaobai would cry Throughout his life, he rarely shed tears. He was a tough man, a man of grit. Men in the Mo family didn't cry, they bled but not tears. He had endured countless hardships and never once shed a tear, except perhaps when he was a young and foolish child... 。Over the past decade or so, he could count on one hand the number of times he had cried. 。Mo Yao's fingers, as if pityingly wiping away the tear from the corner of his eye, said, "Is this a new trick"Mo Xiao Bai was beaten to a pulp. His pity felt almost cruel, yet he grasped Mo Yao's hand, pleading pitifully, "Brother, give me some time, okay Give me time to think about it, okay" Mo Yao awkwardly averted his eyes. When Xiao Bai looked at him with such a heartbroken expression, he wanted to offer him the entire world. Don't even mention a small wish like this, but it was really difficult. 。

“Brother…”

“Go away!” Mo Yao was afraid she would soften her heart, so she coldly told him to leave. But Mo Xiaobai was someone who could do anything he wanted. He was a master of playing the fool and being stubborn. When he decided to be clingy, ten Mo Yaos wouldn’t be able to resist him alone

“Don't roll, don't roll, I'm such a big person, it would be embarrassing to roll out.” 。Mo Xiaobai held his hand, acting coquettishly. His whimpers were soft and pitiful. Like a lover. Mo Yao's heart felt as if it had been pierced by him. Love and hate surged through him in waves. He truly despised his own softening heart, and he also despised Mo Xiaobai's rascality. 。Mo Yao had kept silent, and Mo Xiaobai just kept acting like this, being clingy and coquettish. Eventually, the situation escalated to almost an argument. It was their first time having such a hilarious quarrel, with eyes bulging out in anger and one person about to explode while the other pretended to be innocent. 。They seem to have regressed to when they were fifteen, still having the energy to bicker childishly here. 。Lastly, Mo Yao got tired and fell asleep. Mo Xiaobai still waited by Mo Yao's bed with the indomitable spirit of a cockroach. He really needed some time to sort out this matter properly. 。Perhaps the boss is right, he does have such a despicable heart. He thought to himself, as long as the boss agrees with me, he won't be ambiguous with Bai Liu. The boss will always belong to him. 。One possible reason is that he genuinely needs time to think. 。Because he had never thought about their future. 。He had always thought that his future had nothing to do with him, so he never considered it. He knew Mo Yao liked him, but he always thought they would just be brothers this life. Suddenly, this piece of paper tore through that illusion, and of course, he needed time 。Mo Xiaobai looked at Mo Yao who was asleep, his face gloomy. 。Boss, you really know me well. But why can't you see the struggle in my heart, or the pain I'm feeling How could I possibly treat your love as trash, how could your love be like a wilted cabbage 。>s kind of relationship were to be experienced by someone else, after more than a decade, it would have long been exhausted. If not for becoming ordinary friends, they would likely resent each other f...