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

He seemed as if the whole man had fallen down, like a withered flower, no longer half-colored.

Xie Mu only felt that something was sticking in his throat, making him unable to speak at half a ring.

He had a lot of things to ask and say to the man in front of him, but in the end, a thousand words were reduced to two sentences.

"In the beginning, you regarded me as his stand-in."

"right?"

He seemed to be crying, and he was already crying. His beautiful eyes, full of admiration and innocence, were full of water, and stubbornly refused to show weakness.

Wen Mingquan's heartbeat was a little faster.

He seemed to regret everything he had done.

But he has no refunds.

In the end, he gave the same answer as before.

"Yes."

Yes……

He said it was ...

Xie Mu was frustrated and took a step back.

The pale look on his face seemed to be dead.

But now he can't wait to die.

Even the pain of death is better than it is now. Listen to your beloved and treat him as a toy and as an object for others.

It's nothing but heartache ...

Tears swirled around in his eyes, and eventually fell down.

The teenager cried very well. Tears slid down his white cheeks, like raindrops, and fell to the ground.

He kept staring at the man, even though his eyes were red, his hands were shaking.

Xie Mu's voice seemed to be much older in an instant, no longer clear before.

He said to himself, "Did you save me because of this face?"

"You help me, take me by your side and teach me how to deal with all kinds of things, also because I look like him?"

"Even with me, you think about him."

The guilt in Wen Mingquan's eyes was increasing, "Xiao Mu, I know it's me I'm sorry for you."

"You are not sorry for me ..."

The young man replied wryly, his eyes empty, and slowly extended his hand.

Xie Mu looked at his hands, slender and fair.

The man in front of him once held his hand and said that such a hand should be the piano.

He didn't like playing the piano. He could never remember the tunes and how to use the praised and beautiful hands to move on the piano.

He also doesn't like wearing white clothes. He likes red. The more gorgeous the color, the more he likes it.

But he still wore white and learned the piano.

for him.

These hands, shaking, landed on his face.

Xie Mu didn't look at Wen Mingquan, but just stared at the empty hole in front of him, softly:

"It turned out that I have been trying to become another person."

"I thought, at least, yours."

His expression was bleak and helpless, and he wanted to be held in his arms, and Wen Mingquan did exactly that.

The man said in vain, sorry.

But what's the use of sorry?

Xie Mu pushed him away calmly for the first time.

In his eyes, there was no admiration before, and there was only numbness.

"I regret it."

When Xie Mu was crying before Mingming, there was only guilt in her heart, but now, seeing his calm look, Wen Mingquan's heart felt like a needle stick.

"I'm so sorry ..."

The teenager's voice repeated gently, and the hoarse voice, like a stone, hit the tenderest piece of meat in the man's heart.

"How can I ... love someone like you."

There was no disgust, no hatred in his eyes, and some, just complete confusion.

"A man ... pushing me out to someone else ..."

Xie Mu suddenly laughed.

Laughing and laughing, tears fell.

He murmured, "regret it, regret it ..."

Slowly turned around and left this place where he had visited countless times.

Only Wen Mingquan remained, still staring at the young man's back.

Heart, one by one, it hurts.

【Ding! Wen Mingquan favors: 80]

****

Rong Jing was ready for everything.

A nice suit, a conspicuous and comfortable car, followed the teenager all the way, counting his wrist watch, waiting for Xie Mu to go downstairs.

When the boy came down, his face paled into a stun, and he couldn't care about creating a good image.

Xie Mu flew directly into his arms.

He didn't make a cry, but the whole man was shaking, and a sobbing throat in his throat, like a wounded beast, helpless can only seek the help of the hunter.

Hunter Rong Jing carefully hugged people.

"Xiao Mu, I'll take you back."

Xie Mu clenched his face tightly to his clothes and refused to make a sound.

Holding him, Rong Jing only felt that he was holding the world.

He could feel the youth's dependence on him.

As he wished, Xie Mu would never think about Wen Mingquan or Bai Yuxiu any more, but thoroughly, only looking at him alone.

Rong Jing brought people home. Along the way, the teenagers in the car closed their eyes tightly, as if unwilling to face all this.

The man was like a caring lover. He took the person out of the car and went upstairs. He carefully took off his shirt for the teenager and put it in the bathtub to take a bath.

Xie Mu didn't respond at all, he just closed his eyes and wept silently.

Rong Jing was a little angry. He finally saw the true appearance of the hypocrite in order for Wen Mingquan to become what he is now, and an uncontrolled ecstasy.

He washed the people clean and hugged him to bed.

Xie Mu is always like a piece of wood, without half a reaction.

Rong Jing didn't do anything to him, but embraced people in his arms and warmed the teenager with his own temperature.

"Are you sad?"

He asked, "He has always used you as a stand-in."

Xie Mu did not respond, but his hands clung to the man's clothing corner.

"Xiao Mu, I thought you should understand when Bai Yuxiu appeared."

The boy's hoarse voice finally sounded, "He likes Baiyu Xiu, why are you with me?"

"laugh."

Rong Jing seems to have heard a funny joke, "He said like it is like it?"

"He just wanted a boyfriend like Bai Yuxiu. Bai Yuxiu didn't agree with him. He took the second place and chose you. When Bai Yuxiu came back, you couldn't compare with him. abandon."

The boy's hand clenching his man's horn suddenly tightened. He blinked, raised his head slightly, and looked at the man in front of him.

Half a loud, bitter voice asked, "Did he never like me?"

Rong Jing looked at Xie Mu and nodded without hesitation.

The look on the teenager's face fell into a daze.

The man reached out and clasped his back of the head, letting him lean slowly on his chest, Wen said, "This is the nature of Wen Mingquan, Xiao Mu, you like the wrong person."

"Even if Bai Yuxiu did not return, you have been together. When you grow old, your face no longer looks good, your hands are slender, and your voice is not audible, Wen Mingquan will choose other people."

"This is him."

Xie Mu's entire body was on Rong Jing, absorbing the warmth on him, and he felt that there was an endless stream of warmth to himself, but he felt that his body was cold.

He asked softly, "Will you do the same?"

Rong Jing froze for a second, then laughed, sat up, bowed his head slightly, and kissed the man in his arms.

When his red and swollen rabbit eyes met with himself, he gently looked at him and said firmly, "I am not."

"Xiao Mu, I'm not the same as Wen Mingquan. If you want to, I will only be with you in my life."

"We can grow old together, watch the sun rise on the cruise ship, and when we are old, we can get a few more dolls. Whether it is a male doll or a female doll, I can get as long as you like."

Rong Jing's love words have always been smooth and full of emotions. Today, it seems to be even smoother.

He looked at the squinting eyes of the boy in front of him and almost lied to him.

"I know our start was not so good, but I am willing to make up for it, Xiao Mu, and Wen Mingquan are two different people. Time will slowly prove this."

Rong Jing kissed again, this time, the boy was extremely docile.

A person is tempted to start a new relationship quickly only when he is just hurt.

And devote myself wholeheartedly.

He completed his plan and went well.

The two moved on the bed until the end, the teenager's eyes were still red and swollen, and they snuggled up in Rong Jinghuai's arms.

He whispered, "Don't lie to me ..."

"No, Xiao Mu, I will prove that I and Wen Mingquan are different."

The man was satisfied with all his heart. It was when he was most comfortable. He put his hand on the smooth, white and smooth shoulders of the boy, and he stroked with satisfaction.

The huge warm satisfaction in her heart made Rong Jing almost think that she really liked Xie Mu, but reasonably told him that it was only an instinct after venting as a man.

He got his little pet.

A pet that never thinks of anyone else.

He will stay obediently in his cage, waiting for his master's return, instead of trying to spread his wings and leave.

The man smirked, and squeezed his arms into his arms, his voice was hoarse because he had cried before, "I'm cold."

Rong Jing hugged him.

Xie Mu leaned in his arms and asked, "Will you choose better?"

It is as if Wen Mingquan chose Bai Yuxiu between him and Bai Yuxiu.

Rong Jing gave a negative answer.

The teenager seemed to be relaxed and fell asleep softly in his arms.

Rong Jing couldn't sleep. He was proud of the success of his scheme and was glad to have such a baby.

He thought, he had to show off to those fox friends and dog friends.

But the thought of such a baby showing in front of others, the man began to reluctantly.

Still hiding.

Hidden away from anyone.

***

Bai Yuxiu could not find Xie Mu.

The news on the Internet was clarified at a blink of an eye, and his master, a hundred masters, who was similar to the popular male star Xie Mu was also exposed.

Everyone thinks he and Wen Mingquan are a couple, but only the two of them know how complicated their relationship is now.

Bai Yuxiu was frantically searching for the boy. After that day, the boy disappeared to the present day, he couldn't find him.

He wondered if he had been shut down by Rong Jing.

Is he afraid?

When the news of Xie Mu's re-emergence came, Bai Yuxiu was almost ecstatic.

It was a banquet, a process familiar to people in the entertainment industry.

Bai Yuxiu found a relationship and rushed in.

The first thing he saw was not Xie Mu, but Wen Mingquan.

The man, always wearing a mild mask, was undisguisedly gloomy at the moment, staring in one direction.

Bai Yuxiu suddenly felt a little uneasy, and he looked over.

But when he saw a corner of the sofa, the teenager sat on it, smiling and opened his mouth, and let the man feed him grapes.

Those eyes were full of sweetness.