How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

[Immortal Lord! Wake up! Wake up! The Emperor is trying to commit suicide again, stop him! Ahhhhhhh!]

Xiao Qi was screaming in Mo Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, holding his head as if a disaster was about to happen.

Mo Yang got a headache from the noise. He gradually regained consciousness and thought of Hongxuan, and immediately opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Li Hongxuan, who was standing by the bed, holding a scalpel and preparing to operate on his wrist.

"Do you want to die again?"

Mo Yang raised his hand and held the blade in his hand. As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his throat was very hoarse, perhaps because he had not drunk water for too long.

"Mo Yang?" Li Hongxuan was a little unsure. He looked up at him with red and swollen eyes and was stunned for half a minute.

"It's fake, right? You're leaving again, how long do you want me to wait?"

As Li Hongxuan spoke, tears began to fall from his eyes again. He murmured and shook his head, "I don't want to wait anymore. It's very painful. Mo Yang obviously doesn't want me to suffer."

Mo Yang felt sore and painful when he heard this. He forced himself to sit up and used his other hand to wipe Li Hongxuan's tears.

"Good boy Hongxuan, I won't leave. I won't leave."

"Mo Yang?"

Li Hongxuan's vision gradually became clear, and he could clearly see the person in front of him.

He traced down Mo Yang's arm and found that one of Mo Yang's hands was still holding the scalpel in his hand. His palm had been cut and blood was dripping onto the bed.

Li Hongxuan realized what he had done, and suddenly let go of his hand, looking at Mo Yang in panic, not knowing where to start taking care of him.

"Mo Yang, no, I didn't mean to do that. You're bleeding."

"It's okay, I'm fine, Hongxuan."

Mo Yang put the knife in his hand back on the bedside table, raised his hand to hold Li Hongxuan in his arms to comfort him.

"Hongxuan, I'm fine. I made you worry. Don't be afraid. I will be well soon. I will stay with you."

"Mo Yang..." Li Hongxuan hugged Mo Yang's waist, buried his head in his arms and cried bitterly.

He's suppressed himself for too long.

For an unspeakable feeling, or a nonsense that no one would believe even if he told it, Li Hongxuan wrapped himself up completely and lived only in the world he believed in.

He couldn't bear Mo Yang's disappearance again. If Mo Yang couldn't wake up this time and Li Hongxuan couldn't find a reason to continue living, he would follow Mo Yang without hesitation.

"Be good." Mo Yang's heart felt like it was thrown into acid water, swollen and bitter. "Hongxuan, I'm here."

He could only kiss away the tears on Li Hongxuan's face bit by bit, repeating it over and over again, telling Li Hongxuan softly that he was here and would never leave.

"Can you please stop lying to me? You promised me."

"Hongxuan," Mo Yang was so distressed that he didn't know what to do, and could only comfort him with kisses, "I was wrong, Hongxuan can punish me however he wants.

Be good, Hongxuan, stop crying, okay? You'll cry like a cat in a little while, and I'm afraid that people from your company won't recognize their CEO Li when they come over."

"I won't come." Li Hongxuan rubbed against Mo Yang, and the tears on his face were wiped onto Mo Yang's hospital gown, leaving a large wet area.

Mo Yang smiled helplessly and kissed him on the face lovingly, "Hongxuan, be good, get up first, your hands are covered in blood, and it will get on your clothes soon."

Upon hearing this, Li Hongxuan suddenly stood up and raised his head. His eye sockets were more swollen than before, the tip of his nose was red, his cheeks were also red, and his eyes were watery and shiny, as if they had been washed.

Mo Yang took a deep breath, moved closer to him, and pecked him deeply on the lips, which now even turned a bright red.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Mo Yang wiped the corners of Li Hongxuan's eyes with his thumb, "Hongxuan, can you bandage my palm?"

Li Hongxuan came back to his senses, nodded heavily, then stood up and went to look for the medicine box in the cabinet nearby.

"How can you be so obedient?" Mo Yang looked at the obedient person and felt more bitter in his heart.

He will protect this person and accompany him until the end of his life.

But his Hongxuan had suffered so much in this life, so much that Mo Yang couldn't bear to ask him to recall it again.

Mo Yang suddenly thought of something, and when Li Hongxuan lifted up his palm to wipe the blood, he suddenly asked,

"Why did you go to Su City anyway? Hongxuan, have you forgotten what I said?"

If he didn't go there, with Xia Guoqing's protection, Hongxuan might be able to live a peaceful and tranquil life.

"You," Li Hongxuan paused and looked up at him, "Do you remember?"

Mo Yang didn't say anything, but his eyes said it all.

This made Li Hongxuan feel a little embarrassed, and for a moment he didn't know where to put his hands.

Mo Yang sighed, grabbed his hand and kissed it, "Hongxuan, I don't mean to blame you, I just feel sorry for you suffering so much."

"No," Li Hongxuan shook his head, "It's not that hard, as long as you don't leave."

As long as the result is good, it's worth it.

"Are you stupid?" Mo Yang smiled bitterly.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Hongxuan insisted on going to Su City - he was the one who told him.

He mentioned this matter on the first day he met Xiao Hongxuan, which made Hongxuan feel that he could meet him as long as he went to Su City, so Hongxuan made such a choice.

So, all the suffering that Hongxuan has endured in the past fourteen years was caused by himself?

Doesn’t Hongxuan understand it himself?

If it wasn't for Mo Yang, how could Li Hongxuan have waited for fourteen years and tortured himself into this state? !

But Li Hongxuan was still foolish and treated Mo Yang as some treasure.

How can there be such stupid people in this world?

"Li Hongxuan," Mo Yang called him with red eyes, "Don't you hate me?"

hatred?

Mo Yang never thought that one day he would ask Hongxuan such a question.

But he should hate someone. Li Hongxuan was almost fed up with this world, and even didn't let himself go, but he forgot to hate Mo Yang.

Even though he knew that the original body was not his Mo Yang, he worshipped him like an ancestor just for the similar face...

When Mo Yang first came here, he was actually angry with Hong Xuan because of this.

The more Mo Yang thought about it, the more his heart ached as if it was being cut by a knife.

Hongxuan knows everything, but he tolerates himself everywhere and is afraid that he is not doing enough.

What kind of feeling was Hongxuan in at that time? He was secretly happy to see Mo Yang coming back, but at the same time he was worried that Mo Yang would suddenly disappear again?

If he had the chance, Mo Yang would have loved to go back to his original self in this small world, slap himself twice, and then hug Hongxuan and tell him everything.

"How could I hate you?" Li Hongxuan had carefully wrapped Mo Yang's palm. "You saved me. If it weren't for you, I would have died in that river."

can you?

Mo Yang clearly remembered that Li Hongxuan in the original plot lived to be thirty years old.

Perhaps, he also made up a story for himself, that a person like Mo Yang saved him when he was thirteen years old.

It's just that Li Hongxuan in the original plot didn't wait for his Mo Yang, and finally died at the age of thirty...