Chapter 951

(I will modify it later)

The two sat down at the dining table.

Song Lishu put a chopstick of carrots into the man's bowl, and earnestly persuaded him not to be picky eaters. The man felt aggrieved, stuffed a small mouthful into his mouth, then spit it out hastily, and then began to play helpless, saying that if he didn't eat it, he wouldn't eat it.

Song Lishu showed a helpless but doting smile, but there was still nothing he could do.

The TV was turned on, and it was unknown what was playing in it, and the fan page above the head creaked and turned.

After Song Lishu took a shower, he came out of the bathroom. His hair was still wet and stuck to his neck. The man suddenly rushed over, hugged Song Lishu, buried his head in his neck, and greedily sucked her breath. He couldn't help it. It smells so good.

Song Lishu pushed and shoved him, cursing shamelessly.

At this time, the man slowly raised his head, and suddenly, he turned his head and shot Huo Baiyuan directly.

As if aware of Huo Baiyuan's existence, the man sent Song Lishu away, turned around, and walked in Huo Baiyuan's direction step by step, standing straight and straight in front of Huo Baiyuan.

Looking at the man in front of him, seeing his face gradually become clear, revealing a handsome face, Huo Baiyuan's heart seemed to stop for an instant, because he found that this man was actually himself.

The man who quarrels with Song Lishu, laughs with Song Lishu, and embraces Song Lishu sweetly is himself.

He is himself from beginning to end!

Huo Baiyuan suddenly felt his legs go limp, and he fell to the ground hard, and stood there in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

Qin Miao had no idea what happened, so he grabbed Huo Bai's arm and asked, "Eldest Young Master, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Huo Baiyuan suddenly put his hands on his head.

Those fragments running around in his mind finally formed a complete picture.

In the small and dark room, Huo Baiyuan sat down on the ground, taking advantage of the moonlight outside the window, flipping through the diary in his hand, flipping through the pages, each page was filled with his name.

Later, in her diary, there was only one word—pain.

She can't express, she has nowhere to confide, she only has one feeling, pain.

The last one stopped on the day Song Lishu asked him to meet, and then there was no further article. Since then, she has sealed it in this small iron box, together with his feelings.

If it weren't for the landlord's rent payment bill, Huo Baiyuan would never have discovered this place, these things, this diary, along with Song Li's book, would have completely disappeared into this world.

Huo Baiyuan suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his head, as if his nerves were being pulled violently by something, he immediately hugged his head tightly with both hands, the severe pain almost made him unable to breathe, and countless pieces of broken pictures ran around in his head , as if it was about to explode at any moment.

This pain is like being cut by a blade, like being gnawed into bone marrow by thousands of insects and ants.

Huo Baiyuan was in unbearable pain, curled up, and fell on the ground, his head seemed to be torn apart by a big hand, bloody and bloody, and something was stuffed inside.

Qin Miao was startled, and hurriedly supported Huo Baiyuan: "Eldest Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It hurts..." Huo Baiyuan lay on the ground, hugged his head, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was grim with pain, and he managed to force out a sob from his throat: "It...it hurts..."

Qin Miao was at a loss: "It hurts? Where does it hurt?"

Huo Baiyuan couldn't answer, and he couldn't even tell where the pain was. Suddenly, a soft cheer rang in his ears, and his whole body trembled.

"A Yuan..."

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