Even until Death, the Scum Gong Thought I was a White Lotus

Xie Mu woke up in a pure white room.

Sheets, quilts, and even curtains were all white.

He was exhausted and sat up, leaning slowly on his brain and not remembering the previous events. At this moment, he was a little confused, looking at this strange environment.

In the air, the scent of gardenia was floating on the tip of the nose, and a man turned his back on him, playing with the vase on the table.

The young man called out subconsciously, "Boqin."

Tan Tao held Hua's hand for a meal, and his always warm eyes cooled down, but only for a moment, this slight coldness disappeared under the golden silk glasses.

He shoved his glasses, turned his head with a gentle smile, and called, "Little wood."

Xie Mu's eyes faded quickly, leaving nothing but disgust. He turned over and got out of bed. His white feet without shoes had just fallen on the white blanket, and his legs were soft and fell to the ground.

The young man didn't understand what was happening. He propped himself up and wanted to sit up, and found that his hands were barely able to exert energy, and his legs seemed to feel no existence at all.

The well-crafted black leather shoes fell in front of Xie Mu, who was weak and tried to move. Tan Tao slowly crouched down, carefully pulled out his hands, and tried to gently touch the person's cheek.

The slender fingertips were avoided by the youth before approaching the pale beautiful face.

He glanced over his face strenuously, and his eyes were frosty and disgusting, "What the **** are you doing?"

Tan Tao looked at the people in front of him. He used to rely on himself that way, but now, in his eyes, Tan Tao no longer exists.

If you haven't got it, it's fine.

You can be wrong.

He used to have this warmth.

"Xiao Mu, have you forgotten, what happened before then?"

The man who looks like a gentle and handsome man reminded with a chuckle, "Since Bo Qin has left you, what are you still insisting on."

His hand, following the youth's clothing, started from the calf, slowly, but gently slipped all the way.

Tan Tao can feel how stiff people are, even shiveringly trying to escape.

He is not so sad.

Maybe because he knows that this body is not his treasure at all.

The man who hated him, hated him, and stayed away from him was Xie Mu.

It wasn't the little lover who would softly call his name and sweetly pampered him.

The man's hand finally rested on the young man's neck.

Xie Mu's neck is very beautiful, slender and elegant, and the beautifully shaped clavicle, whether it was before or now, is so attractive.

Tan Tao once liked to sit behind Xie Mu, and while he was watching the podium intently, stuffed some gadgets along the fair and beautiful neck collar.

Sometimes it is a pen, sometimes it is an eraser.

In his youth, this was Tan Tao's favorite game.

At that time, he wanted to reach into his hands countless times, stroking the smooth spine of the boy, watching him ashamed and blushing, and trying to hide but couldn't avoid it.

Thinking of all that, the man's eyes sank, and his hand slowly slid in along the collar.

"roll!"

Xie Mu froze, although unable to avoid, but still refused to show weakness, staring fiercely at the person in front of him.

Tan Tao paused, feeling the delicate smoothness of the touch. He slowly hooked his lips and pulled out his long fingers.

"It's all this time, haven't you seen it clearly?"

"Boqin is not the same as me. He just treats you as an object. When he needs it, kisses him. When you are looked down on by everyone, he doesn't even admit that you are together."

"Xiao Mu, don't you see clearly?"

"If it's not what I said, why does he keep you there and never let you see people?"

Xie Mu's eyes were full of sharp repulsion. He tried to lean back, trying his best to stay away from the people in front of him.

His lips were white and he argued fiercely, "I didn't want to leave myself, not what you said."

"Oh?"

The man thought it was a little funny, and his eyes were full of ridicule. He lay on the white blanket without disappointment, holding his chin and eyes full of firm youth.

It just looks firm.

Such fragility, as long as he poke lightly with a needle, it will be like a balloon.

——Boom.

Tan Tao thought. He couldn't help but smile deeper. He put his lips on his lips and asked softly, "Why, you can't even get a real news?"

Xie Mu's eyes really felt a little more stunned, but he still insisted, "Bo Qin was afraid of seeing me sad, he wanted to protect me, he ..."

"He was afraid you saw it, and then came forward to clarify."

The man interrupted his words, smirked and overthrew all the rebuttals of the youth without hesitation.

"Bo Qin loves face so much, I'm afraid you know it best. Now everyone in the world knows that you've been with me."

"It's the equivalent of a bowl of rice being eaten by me and thrown back to him."

He seemed to have compassion in his eyes, as well as pride, "Let Bo Qin admit that his boyfriend had been lying under someone else. It was harder than climbing ..."

Tan Tao looked at the persistence and affirmation in the eyes of the youth as his words became weaker and weaker, just like a miracle in the mirror, without even deliberately destroying it.

He leaned over and tenderly kissed the corner of the pale lips that the young man stubbornly curled up.

"Don't you always want to live in the sun, everyone's blessings? Bo Qin will only let you hide like a rodent in the gutter, he doesn't care about you ..."

"But I'm different."

"As long as you want, I will announce it to everyone now."

"You are my lover."

"I will protect you forever, will you?"

The young man looked at him sloppily. His face was as white as paper, and his eyes were full of confusion, and Tan Tao's eyes revealed the imperative.

Xie Mu's beautiful lips opened slightly and spit out a word.

"Do not."

The lip angle of the man's lips gradually stagnated, and his eyes were full of frozen secrets.

The youth even looked at him with disdain.

"You are not worthy of slandering Boqin."

"Even if he's not good, at least he's bright."

Xie Mu had a mockery in his eyes, "Even if I was worse, I would not be with a man who had done evil to me."

"Tan Tao, let me say it again."

"I'm sick to see you."

Disgusting ...?

Tan Tao slowly got up, his slender fingers pressed against the heart.

There, as if surrounded by barbed vines, from time to time, it hurts a few times.

He thought blankly, it seemed to hurt a little today.

It's ok.

Anyway, he has long been used to it.

I have insulted you, so you do n’t want to follow me, you hate me when you see me, hate me, and hate me—

What if the man you trust and love is the same?

Tan Tao stood up, he opened the door, and the doctor in the white coat walked in nervously.

Xie Mu recognized that he was the doctor who helped him hypnotize last time, and he was puzzled and nervous.

Looking at the youth with pale eyes full of vigilance, Tan Tao pushed his glasses and raised an eyebrow.

"Xiao Mu, I'll wait for you to wake up."

Again, push Bo Qin to hell.