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"Fang Mo," Xu Yuan lowered her head and said softly, "Don't do this."

Fang Mo looked at the top of his hair, reached out and gently put his head on his shoulders, his voice became hoarse and seemed haggard: "Why?"

Xu Yuan yearned for the warmth on his shoulders, her cool cheeks pressed against the delicate fabric of his shirt, her eyes slowly looked into the distance, and he said, "I don't know."

Fang Mo felt a dull pain in his heart.At this moment, his hand was still stroking the back of Xu Yuan's neck, but a strange substance was produced, as if separating him from Xu Yuan by a long, long distance.

Xu Yuan closed her eyes slightly, and said with a sigh: "We haven't officially said we're breaking up yet."

Fang Mo stiffened suddenly, his throat felt like a stone was choked, he opened his mouth, but felt that his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't speak, and he even had difficulty breathing.

Xu Yuan's hand, which was very cold, stretched out from between her legs to caress Fang Mo's side face.

Xu Yuan raised her head from his shoulder, her eyes were very sad, and after looking at him carefully for a few seconds, Xu Yuan tiptoed slightly and kissed Shang Mo's lips.

The warm touch, the whisper against the lips, makes the heart jump:

"let's break up."

Then, Xu Yuan took a step back, rubbing Fang Mo's shoulder and walking out.

As soon as he took two steps, his wrist was tightly pinched.

Xu Yuan's heart sank, and she turned her head to look at Fang Mo, whose back was facing him. He stood upright, his shirt stiffened by starch, covering his inverted triangle body.

Fang Mo didn't turn his head, didn't even move a bit, his left hand was still pinching Xu Yuan firmly.

Xu Yuan never thought that Fang Mo would be so persistent.Even, some disregarded face to persuade them to stay.

Just about to ask him to let go, Xu Yuan heard Fang Mo's low voice, which was close to the bottom of her heart, as if she had exhausted all her strength:

"Don't even think about it."

Xu Yuan was stunned for a while.

Fang Mo turned around slowly, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes for an instant, he paused every word: "I don't allow it."

Xu Yuan smiled gracefully, and the corners of her eyes curled up beautifully: "Fang Mo, you are not Xu Xiaoyin, you are not seven years old. Do you think this is useful?"

Fang Mo looked very lost.Xu Yuan still smiled and said, "Yu Qi is a very cute boy."

Xu Yuan returned Fang Mo's coat to him, turned and left indifferently.

But Fang Mo did not catch up.

In fact, Xu Yuan, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, was rarely angry tonight.He remained calm, but his blood was boiling.

What the fuck is this?

Tell me I'm a stand-in, tell me you still love me.Can the substitute be able to erase the traces of Bai Yueguang?It's too frivolous.

Yes, Xu Yuan loves Fang Mo to death.

so what?

Xu Yuan would rather chew the bitter and deep love alone than he would be reunited with him so easily.

How fucking ridiculous.

Last winter, he knelt in the snow, shivering with cold.The back of his hand turned gray and white. Even a high-quality athlete like him still almost fainted in the ice and snow.

The man smiled and said to him, "Let's be together."

So he carried the cold, and he came out of the closet.

No matter how inconspicuous the parents were, they were the parents who gave birth to him and raised him. Xu's father smoked and damaged his lungs, but he couldn't relieve the sudden pain.Xu's mother broke her eyes from crying, just because she was worried that her son would have no successors, and that he would be miserable in his later years.

Does Xu Yuan hate Fang Mo?Of course not.

Fang Mo is excellent and charming.Then, it seems all right to accept his apology and his belated awareness of love.Didn't he also say that what a double is, it's just young and ignorant.

But Xu Yuan felt heartbroken.

Fang Mo is a man who fascinates him.He likes everything about Fang Mo.But when she saw the photos all over the room, Xu Yuan almost gritted her teeth.

His favorite, Fang Mo, used to tirelessly watch movies with a laptop by the floor-to-ceiling windows, capturing the most beautiful scenes frame by frame.Or turn on the stereo, Yu Qi's singing surrounds the room, and Fang Mo sits on the sofa and reads a collection of Whitman's poems.The setting sun fell on him, and that appearance made Xu Yuan feel more at ease than anything else.

And at that moment he became so narrow-minded, he thought: Fang Mo doesn't like swimming, but Fang Mo loves Yu Qi's songs.

Aiwujiwu, isn't it?

Xu Yuan was extremely bored.He wished that Fang Mo would hang around him and just love him.It's impossible to accept, he can't accept that Fang Mo loves others.

Unknowingly, she walked to the riverside, and when her leather shoes stepped on the wet ground, Xu Yuan paused.He frowned in pain, then raised his hand to loosen his tie. He flung the tie weakly and took off his coat and leather shoes.

Jumping into the river with a plop, Xu Yuan's posture was graceful and standard.

The water in late autumn was bone-chillingly cold, but he breathed a sigh of relief.In the water world he is familiar with, he can really relax.

He didn't want to be fussy, like a vexatious person.It's not like him to be so jealous and childish.

Xu Yuan swam to the distance.

The water flowed from his back, and layers of water flowed over his body, from head to toe, cold and awake.

Xu Yuan looked like a fish.The moon was white in late autumn, illuminating his body, and his cheeks glowing with water sparkled in the dark.

He dipped into the water, shaking his arms and making a splash.

Coming and going under the water, he is Xu Yuan.He didn't think about anything, just felt the flow of the water.The cold water took away the irritability and anger, and he was that sensitive and gentle Xu Yuan again.

After swimming until she was exhausted, Xu Yuan swam to the shore. He had already forgotten about other things.

Emerging from the water, Xu Yuan just put her hands on the grass by the bank when her chin was pinched.

Before she had time to react, Xu Yuan was pinched and kissed her chin.

That hand was warm and gentle, but it was the first time he made such a rude gesture.The man on the shore kissed the man under the water deeply, if it wasn't for the dim moonlight, Xu Yuan would almost think Fang Mo was crazy.

After the kiss was over, Fang Mo held his chin with both hands, carefully and affectionately: "Xu Yuan, did you say that last sentence because you were jealous?"

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