Ning Xu bent up his lips and gave shuijingmo a happy and soft smile, just like before, when they were still together, when he faced him, he always unconsciously raised his lips and eyes, full of love to overflow.

"Ah Jing," Ning Xu called softly.

Just these two words, but it is called the waterscape ink, the bottom of my heart trembled, fell on the lips, but how also can't say.

"Have you ever loved me?" Ning Xu looks at him, with his eyes full of wishful thinking and expectation, just as he once looked when he was coquettish with his waist.

Waterscape ink in the wide sleeves of the fingers tightly together, nail pinched into the palm of the hand, there is no intuition.

His face was quiet, and his eyes were calm.

But at this moment, he has even stood in front of him and felt so hard. He clearly knew that even if he blinked his eyes now, he could make all the persistence collapse.

Let all the insistence in the past ten years be reduced to ashes.

He couldn't answer.

He knew that he must love him, and Xiao Xu was the only one he had ever loved in his life.

But he can't say, he can't.

His mother, who had been living with each other for many years, had been threatening him with all kinds of threats, and even forced him with her life. He could not turn a blind eye to them. He married Feng Peining, he can't be irresponsible to Feng Peining.

All his ruthlessness can only be used on the person he loves the most, and can only be used on Xiao Xu.

So people are such bastards, often all the harm, will only give you the deepest love, you also love that person, this is like an instinct.

He can't say he loves him.

But if he doesn't love, he can't say it. He has already said the words that hurt him the most. He really can't say it. It's much harder than letting him die.

So over the years, he has been running away from Xiaoxu and himself, because he can't give the answer to this question, including to himself.

Ning Xu looked at the silent water landscape ink, suddenly chuckled, went forward, gently hugged the water landscape ink.

It's good that the familiar temperature and the familiar taste on him have not changed.

And at this moment, it's all true.

It's not his rigid body, rigid eyes and numb temperature in the dream.

Now it's all real. He's real. Hold him.

Ning Xu slightly raised his head, water landscape ink face, close to him.

"I like you very much, ah Jing." Ning Xu bent the corners of his lips, some cold lips fell on the lips of water landscape ink. He wanted to stay for a long time, to rub the temperature he was familiar with, to have the attachment of lips and teeth and the integration of learning from each other, but he just touched it lightly and left.

Waterscape ink just stands, but the bottom of my heart has been shaken.

As long as Xiao Xu's lips stay for even one second, he may want to hold him crazily.

Ning Xu let go of the water landscape ink, stepped back two steps, quietly staring at his eyes, so deep, sentimental.

"Xiao Xu, what's the matter with you today?" Shuijingmo's fingers, holding more tightly, he tried to make himself relaxed.

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