His palms supported the ground, tears dripped on the back of his hand, and the sunset of dusk fell, wrapping his back. Luo Xiao only felt that the world was so heavy that he was heartbroken.

He always knelt down, and the cars that were going back and forth around him were about to scold him for being crazy. Luo Xiao didn't say a word. He lowered his head and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and realized that he was already in tears.

Several men walked into the hospital and saw him like this when they passed by, laughing out loud, "Why are the big men crying? They are useless."

Luo Xiao raised his hand, and the palm was stained with blood. Yes, it was useless. Without Tong Ran, what should he do if he had no chance? Is it wrong that he couldn't let go? The person who made a vow for twenty-one years left him and left him, and he said he had never tasted the pain. Who can understand?

He just couldn't let it go. He had been in love for so many years and he just wanted to continue to love. Is this also wrong?

Luo Xiao closed his eyes, and the sky gradually became darker, and he still did not move, allowing the overwhelming darkness to swallow him.

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Emperor Hao Dragon Garden.

Third floor, in the master bedroom.

Tong Ran slept in a daze, and when she woke up, she felt itchy. She opened her eyes and saw Mo Nanjue sitting at the head of the bed. He lowered his head and was concentrating on rubbing her hair.

The man's delicate side face was blurred by the afterglow of dusk. Tong Ran reached out and his slender fingertips just touched his high nose bridge.

The heart was thrust and moved.

The man paused, his thin lips pursed her fingertips, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, "Are you awake?"

Tong Ran nodded quietly with a quiet face.

"See," the man raised his eyebrows lightly, holding a white towel in his hand, "Don't say I've never wiped your hair."

He looked like a new good man on his handsome face. Tong Ran smiled lightly. She looked down and said, she had already changed into pajamas. "Did you take a shower for me?"

Mo Nanjue glanced lightly, "Help you have more tiring than bathing than helping Nannan take a bath."

Tong Ran glared at him, "You have never helped Nan Nan take a shower."

Mo Nanjue did not answer the conversation. He walked around her back and picked her up, took a mat and let her lean on her back, "I'll go and ask Butler Zhou to bring the porridge."

He was about to get up as he said, and Tong Ran subconsciously reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Don't leave."

“Just downstairs.”

"No," Tong Ran just held her back and kept holding her back, "Then you can carry me down and eat."

Mo Nanjue smiled at the corner of his mouth, and her charming look made her stunned. He lowered his head and wiped his thin lips against her cheek, "If you hug me, I will eat you."

“…”

Tong Ran let go of his hand, took a mat and threw it on his handsome face.

"Wait for the best." Mo Nanjue smiled and patted her head, turned around and walked downstairs.

The door was brought up and there was a slight clicking sound.

In the room, Tong Ran stared at the place where the man walked out in a daze. She reached out to cover her face, and the overwhelming feeling of fatigue swept over. She said she was not afraid of it. She bent down tremblingly, her slender back was arched, and she hugged her knees and almost shrank into a ball.
Chapter completed!