C70 Stay away from Me

Lan Shumo suddenly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Yu Sihang's delicate face. Lan Shumo struggled to get up but was pressed down by Yu Sihang. "Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Shumo did not say anything. He pursed his lips tightly. For some reason, Yu Sihang became angry. "Lin Moxiao, it's fine if you don't like me. Can't you take care of your own body? How can I be at ease with you. . . "

Yu Sihang's first sentence was full of force, but when he saw Lan Shumo's weak look, he immediately softened his tone. Lan Shumo did not dare to raise his head to look at Yu Sihang. He only said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. "

Yu Sihang held Lan Shumo in his arms. "Take care of yourself. Is that okay?" Lan Shumo's heart trembled. Was this Su Moqin? But he immediately rejected the answer. The system had said that it was impossible for this to happen.

"Okay. . . " The sound of the torn vocal cords, which was in pain, became extremely hoarse. Lan Shumo touched his throat and frowned.

"Do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Yu Sihang looked at Lan Shumo, who had lost all color, and poured him a glass of water.

Lan Shumo took the glass, but he did not want to drink it. He shook his head. The atmosphere was quiet for a while. Lan Shumo forced himself to stand up and put the cup aside. Just as he wanted to get off the bed, Yu Sihang jumped up and picked him up.

"Let me down. " Lan Shumo's commanding tone stunned Yu Sihang, but he still gently put Lan Shumo on the bed.

"Have a good rest. "

Lan Shumo's face instantly turned white. The smell of rust rushed to his mouth, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Lan Shumo reached out his hand to wipe it, but Yu Sihang lifted his chin before him and gently put it on his lips.

Lan Shumo let him lick the blood at the corner of his mouth in a daze.

Another wave of the smell of rust surged. Yu Sihang also tasted the taste. He frowned and swallowed the blood without a trace of disgust.

After a long time, the two of them separated from each other. Lan Shumo still had a few drops of blood at the corner of his mouth. Yu Sihang used the tip of his tongue to lick the corner of Lan Shumo's mouth. The few drops of blood were also taken away.

[Ding!] Completing the main storyline mission, Yu Sihang. Reward: 2500 points

"Yu Sihang, are you satisfied?" Lan Shumo said lightly. His eyes were calm, but his voice was hoarse.

"Why are you. . . " Yu Sihang wanted to change the topic, but Lan Shumo did not give him the chance. "I have had enough. "

Yu Sihang still smiled, but it was a little bitter. " Do you know the condition of your body? That's why. . . "

"Like I said, I've had enough! What else do you want? It's impossible for us to be together. I'm a human, you're a zombie. Even if you're a zombie king, we can't be together! Do you know? " Lan Shumo's eyes turned slightly red. He couldn't tell if it was because he was angry or because he didn't want to leave.

"But. . . I love you. . . " Yu Sihang felt a little bitter in his heart, even though he knew that zombies' hearts would not beat.

"Do you think you will be together just because you love someone? Don't joke with me. I am just playing with you. Have you heard of this saying? In the game of love, Whoever is serious first loses. " He lost terribly. Lan Shumo felt that his tear ducts were about to burst, so he suddenly pushed Yu Sihang away. Ignoring the fact that he had fallen to the ground, he rushed out of the room. He returned to his room.

Lan Shumo leaned against the door and panted heavily. "Oh my god, I almost couldn't hold it anymore. " Lan Shumo wiped away his tears without a trace and smiled as if he had gotten what he wanted.

But only he knew the pain in his heart. He had never told anyone about the heart-wrenching pain.

Yes, in the game of love, whoever took it seriously first would lose. He lost terribly, and he was even wounded all over. In the end, there was nothing left. No, in the end, only that person's real face was left in front of him.

Can you all imagine that a person who originally had no desires and no desires would become beyond recognition for the person he liked? Sometimes, even he himself wouldn't recognize himself, right?

What was heartache? I don't know. Maybe it's because my heart has long been accustomed to pain, so I can't feel it no matter how painful it is.

. . .

Thank you, Yu Qianuo. A recommendation ticket to Young Master Shang Sheng.

For some reason, he felt depressed in his heart.