I thought he was struggling with his decision.
The pain and bitterness in my heart surged up again, and my voice was hoarse when I spoke.
Is it really that hard to let go of that person?
He said, "You were the one who said we should start over as lovers..."
Hearing his jealous words, Lin Mo blinked a few times, and her mood instantly soared!
"Actually, I was lying to you." He decided to confess before things got out of control.
Jiang Qinfeng froze, then asked blankly, "You're kidding me?"
“Hmm…” Lin Mo said, “I just wanted to use him to provoke you. Actually, nothing happened between us last night.”
"But what about those marks on your neck?"
"Gu Xun pinched him with his hands," Lin Mo answered honestly. "He just likes to play pranks. He did this quite often when we lived in the same dormitory."
They just had to really piss me off, otherwise I'd make a lot of fools of myself.
Hearing the first half of the sentence, Jiang Qinfeng breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression changed again upon hearing the second half.
"You've done this quite a lot, haven't you?"
"Yeah, but I've also messed with him quite a bit, so we're even."
Jiang Qinfeng felt a bitter taste in his mouth and asked, "So what do you really think of him?"
Lin Mo uttered two words almost without thinking: "Bad friend..."
He noticed Jiang Qinfeng's jealous expression and felt secretly pleased.
He said, "You are my older brother and lover, he is my best friend, and I also have a wonderful pair of parents, a wonderful younger sister, and a wonderful younger brother. You are all the most important people in my life."
Jiang Qinfeng was slightly taken aback, but then he realized the meaning of those words.
Although his jealousy hadn't completely disappeared, at this moment, he fully felt his importance in Lin Mo's heart.
More than just a special assistant who follows him around to help him, she is a lover who is as important as family.
Jiang Qinfeng, who rarely smiled, raised a faint smile at the corners of his lips and looked at the man covered with a thin blanket across from him from half a meter away, and said, "Okay, I understand."
"To me, the Lin family is also my home."
"You are the only choice I've ever made in my life."
"Even if they don't approve of us being together, I will do everything I can to protect you for the rest of my life."
Lin Mo had never heard Jiang Qinfeng say sweet words before. Now, stunned by these words, her face turned bright red.
She quickly tucked half her face under the covers, leaving only her eyes showing: "If they don't agree, I'll drag Feifei and Tangbao over to argue with them. If that doesn't work, I'll let Tangbao cry. They'll definitely soften up..."
"Achoo!" Yu Tang suddenly sneezed, startling Wei Mosheng, who was lying on top of him, and he immediately stopped moving.
Wei Mosheng pulled back the covers and reached for the air conditioner remote. Just as he was about to turn it up, Yu Tang grabbed his hand.
"I'm fine, it's not a cold." Yu Tang wasn't cold at all; he was hot.
He said, "Maybe someone is thinking of me?"
"It's good that you didn't catch a cold." Wei Mosheng breathed a sigh of relief and put down the remote control.
Just as he was about to say something, the person beneath him bent his knees, causing him to freeze in place.
Wei Mosheng's eyes burned with even more lust as he narrowed his gaze at Yu Tang, his expression dangerous.
Yu Tang just smiled, and under the warm yellow light, the red marks on his neck were faintly visible.
She gently swayed her knees from side to side and asked him, "Now, shall we continue?"
Sweat beaded on Wei Mosheng's forehead as he pressed down on the restless knees, his voice hoarse: "Of course we must continue."
"Besides, tomorrow is Sunday, so we don't need to get up early. We have plenty of time..."
He chuckled, but the smile had a rare hint of malice.
Yu Tang suddenly had the illusion of seeing that great demon king, Wei Yuan.
Sure enough, he then heard Wei Mosheng speak.
"Tangtang, are you ready to greet the dawn with me?"
Yu Tang: ΩДΩ!
Chapter 26
The first time a villain has been resurrected (26)
It's called dawn, but it's just a threat.
Wei Mosheng couldn't bear to treat Yu Tang like this.
So when they heard Yu Tang beg for mercy, they let him go.
She then took the man to another shower, changed the drowsy man into clean pajamas, and held him in her arms to dry his hair before placing Yu Tang on the bed with freshly changed sheets.
The bed was still the same as before. I didn't think there was anything wrong with it before, but after this night, I realized that it was indeed a bit small.
Wei Mosheng looked around, thinking that he should move the bedside table to one side and get a bigger bed.
Since the bathroom can't be changed anytime soon, let's change it to a bed.
Having made up his mind, Wei Mosheng held the sleeping man in his arms, kissed his forehead, and whispered.
Goodnight, Tang Ge.
The only answer he received was Yu Tang's long, steady breathing.
But for Wei Mosheng, this was the most precious thing, the sound he most wanted to hear during that year when he was lost and devastated...
The cemetery is cold in winter because it has just snowed and the cleaners haven't finished cleaning it yet.
It creaks when you step on it.
Leaving behind footprints one by one.
Wei Mosheng walked aimlessly, wearing only thin clothes.
They stopped in front of a tombstone.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the photograph.
Upon seeing the person on it, Wei Mosheng's eyes widened suddenly.
He didn't care that the snow would wet his clothes; he knelt down and reached out to brush the snow off the tombstone. He stared in astonishment at Yu Tang's black and white photo and the deeply engraved words "Yu Tang."
The exhaled breath turns into white smoke in the winter.
"Brother Tang..." His voice was filled with fear and panic: "Why are you here?"
Didn't you get reborn?
Didn't we announce our relationship in class?
Moreover, we went to the mall yesterday, had milk tea, played on the trampoline, and ate barbecue on the way back, taking lots of photos...
Yes! Photos!
Wei Mosheng reached into his pocket and searched for photos, but found nothing.
His fingertips began to tremble. Wei Mosheng forced himself to calm down and muttered to himself, "Look at my memory. The photos are at home. I brought my phone with me. There are photos on my phone!"
But when he took out his phone and looked through his photo album this time, he found that none of the scenes he had described were there.
Yu Tang, who claimed to have been reborn, who said she liked him, who played and joked with him, vanished without a trace, as if she had evaporated into thin air.
The cemetery was frighteningly cold. The snow below my knees melted and seeped into my clothes, and the damp, cold air seeped into the gaps between my bones.
Wei Mosheng flipped through the photo album in disbelief, muttering, "There should be some, I took a lot of pictures. The staff were even laughing at us back then. The one you bought me was red bean milk tea..."
No matter what he said, those photos seemed to have vanished into thin air; he searched his phone thoroughly but couldn't find them.
A mistaken touch of the screen caused him to open a video.
In the video, Yu Tang is repeatedly beaten while standing in the boxing ring. No one calls for a stop; everyone is laughing, cheering, and watching the spectacle. They take pleasure in controlling human lives and are excited and cheering for this violent scene.
Blood splattered all over the boxing ring, and this time the man fell to the ground, never to rise again...
Wei Mosheng finally lost control and screamed as he threw his phone away.
It smashed right onto the tombstone, shattering it into pieces.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Brother Tang, I'm so sorry..." Wei Mosheng frantically wiped the tombstone with his hands, repeatedly saying, "I didn't mean to throw it, I didn't mean to..."
"Ah Sheng?"
"Ah Sheng!"
Wei Mosheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he saw the person in front of him, he let out a low cry, pushed Yu Tang away, rolled off the bed, and fell heavily to the ground.
"You're not Brother Tang!" he shouted, as if still dreaming. "He's dead!"
"He died in the boxing ring! You are not him! He's not coming back!"
Sobbing echoed in the bedroom, tears falling as Wei Mosheng retreated to a corner, repeatedly repeating the same sentence.
"He's not coming back..."
Yu Tang stood frozen in place, then realized that he must have been having a nightmare and had confused his dream with reality.
She quickly walked over to Wei Mosheng, cupped the young man's face in her hands, tenderly wiped away his tears, and told him.
“Ah Sheng, you were just having a nightmare,” he said. “Now you’re awake. Look around here, look at our home.”
"Look at me..."
"I've been reborn, and I'm back to be with you."
"This is the real reality."
Under the soothing influence of his voice, Wei Mosheng's dark eyes gradually cleared, and his tears slowly stopped. He looked around and then stared intently at the man in front of him.
She pulled Yu Tang into her arms tightly, as if afraid he would disappear.
"I'm sorry, Tangtang..."