Yang Mo carefully avoided the obstacles on the ground and walked to the edge of the bed. He was about to shout tentatively, but was shocked by what he saw in front of him.%&*";

His hair was scattered, his lips had obvious signs of biting, and even bloodstains remained on his lips. Most of the buttons of his gown were torn off, revealing his chest inside. On his arms exposed outside the gown, there were obvious red marks and scratched wounds.

It's like fighting something!

For a moment, Yang Mo felt his heart beating pounding. Jun Sutian's appearance was something she had never seen before. What happened yesterday and why did she call him this way if she didn't see him for a day.

She raised her hand and reached towards him, only to realize that her hand was trembling.

"Jun...Jun Sutian...Wake up, wake up!" Yang Mo shouted, shaking his body with his hands, "Are you asleep? Or..." She was a little afraid to imagine.

"By the way, call the doctor!" She murmured to herself, quickly took out her cell phone, and was about to call the first aid number of 120, she slowly lifted up one hand and pressed her cell phone.

"No need to call, I'm fine." A slightly hoarse voice exuded a sense of fatigue.

"Are you awake?" Yang Mo looked at Jun Sutian in a daze, who had already opened his eyes. Not only was he tired of his voice, but his eyebrows were also full of fatigue. His whole mental state could be very poor at all times.

"Well." He got up and got out of bed, raking his hair with his fingers, "How could you come here?"

"There is no class in the morning, so I came." She murmured, watching him shake his head hard, and her slender fingers kept rubbing her temples. "Are you really okay?" she asked.

His eyes suddenly opened, and his deep eyes stared at her, "Yes, I'm fine.%&*";"

But she had too many questions to ask why the room was like this, what was the injury on him? But under his eyes, she couldn't even ask a word.

Is this his secret? Or is it something she shouldn't have asked?

If he wants to tell her, he will naturally say it to her, and if it is something he doesn't want to say, then no matter how she asks, he won't say it!

Yang Mo silently stuffed his phone back into his pocket and watched Jun Sutian walk into the bathroom.

Through a sliding door, she could vaguely hear the sound of water. The bedroom was in a mess. Yang Mo rolled up her sleeves and began to fold the torn bedding as much as possible, picked up the pillows on the ground one by one, and then dusted all the goose velvet on the bed to the ground first...

In the bathroom, Jun Sutian let the warm water flow wash over his whole body. New scars were added to his body - traces of scratching by himself. But why didn’t he feel the pain?

That's because there is a more painful existence!

Her appearance surprised him a little. Her shocked eyes that looked at him just now kept flashing in front of him.

If she saw him last night, she would probably be more than just shocked, or would she be afraid?

Close his eyes, he lowered his head and buried his head in the water. He couldn't say anything... don't say anything to her!

Just that's fine!

As long as it is now--that's good!

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When Jun Sutian walked out of the bathroom, the bedroom had been cleaned, but he did not see the figure he wanted to see.

Have you gone back? Jun Sutian lowered his eyes lightly, opened the wardrobe, took out his shirt and trousers casually, took off his bathrobe, and began to wear clothes.

Click!

The bedroom door was pushed open, Yang Mo stood at the door, blinking his eyes at the scene in front of him: his thin and strong body and slender limbs, at this moment, he was naked with his upper body and a pair of black underwear on his lower body. He just put his pants to his hips, and had not even buttoned up the buttons and zippers.

Let’s just...it can be called a beautiful man’s dressing picture!

Yang Mo thought to himself, and then realized that he seemed to have forgotten to make a scream.

Her face turned slightly red, and her heels took a step back. Just as she was about to exit the bedroom and close the door, Jun Sutian had put on his pants and walked towards her quickly.

"I didn't watch it on purpose, I just..." Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled her into his arms.

His arms were wrapped around her shoulders and his face was against her cheeks, "You can see as much as you want, just don't leave!" Last night, the pain was so painful that even if you were unconscious for a moment, you would be awakened again by the pain.

Then, all you could see was the empty room and the breathing sounds he could hear, he was the only one himself.

He called her name countless times, so when he opened his eyes and saw her, and when he could not find her in the bathroom, he realized how inseparable he could not live without her!

He obviously wanted her to be unable to live without him! That was why she was able to recognize the reality of the school and let her depend on him.

But... the more we get along, the more we can't live without him, but it is him!

Yang Mo stayed in Jun Sutian's arms in surprise, but she did not struggle. From his hug, she could feel a sense of anxiety.

He - afraid that she will leave?

After a moment of silence, she murmured, "I didn't want to leave. I just went to pour out the cleaned garbage."

"Is that true?" Kong Luoluo's heart seemed to be filled with little by little because of her answer.

"Yeah." She responded softly.

He had been hugged many times, but for the first time, his cheeks were directly pressed against his naked chest. The contact between the skin was so thorough that it made her feel the temperature of his body.

His face turned even more violently, and Yang Mo bit his lip uneasy, "You...you put on your clothes first."

His breath sprayed over her head and said after a moment, "Okay."

Jun Sutian let go of his arms. Yang Mo was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly he found that in addition to the scratches on his arms, Jun Sutian actually had some old injuries on his body. The wounds had healed long ago, with only some shallow traces, but this surprised her.

"How come you have so many..."

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