The gods woke up and came to the stars

Lan Yan, who woke up, was sitting in the bedroom, looking at the waves outside, not daring to go out.

Because of the influence of delusion, the thoughts and thoughts hidden deep in the heart cannot be hidden.

Lan Yan looked down at the black jade in his hand and remained silent.

He sat there motionless, and the whole room seemed to have been suspended in time.

Mo You outside the house has opened Star Ring, clicked on Star Network's posting page, and posted a post:
[Anonymous]: I suddenly found out that my apprentice likes me, how should I deal with it?

As soon as this post was posted, it quickly received many replies.

[-]: Is this a real-life master-disciple relationship?
Hula La: Since the poster can post for help, does it mean that he is also a little moved?
People with very good ears: If you like them, stay together; if you don’t, just say no.

Shang Shang Qianqian: There’s nothing wrong with liking her. Let’s talk about it!
Wen Wenjingjing: Wow, wow, wow, it means something is going on!
[-]: How did the poster find out? (Did you find out about his secret kiss?)
Yun Danfengqing: Upstairs, this is not a novel, how could this happen?

Mo You, who was sitting on the sofa, was silent for a moment when he saw San Er San's comments.

The brain is like playing a movie, constantly thinking about what happened before.

After roughly browsing these comments, Mo You exited the Star Network and drank tea tactically.

While most of the comments are uninformative, one point is right.

She needed to talk to Lan Yan.

After Mo You finished boiling the medicine, Mo You took the medicine bowl and opened the door of Lan Yan's bedroom.

"The medicine is ready." Mo You walked up to him and placed the still steaming bowl of medicine on the table next to him, "Drink it while it's hot."

After delivering the medicine, Mo You found a stool to sit next to him and took out a folding fan from his sleeve.

The folding fan opened and closed over and over again, which was very similar to Mo You's mood at this time.

"What do you want to say to me?" Lan Yan did not rush to pick up the medicine bowl, her voice was calm, "Let's talk first."

Mo You slowly closed the folding fan and said a ruthless rejection, "You don't need to spend too much time on me."

As soon as these words came out, Lan Yan's eyes flashed.

His already pale face looked even paler.

"I was alone before, and I will be alone in the future." Mo You raised her eyes and looked at him, "I will not choose a partner."

A long time ago, Mo You gave up on love.

A god like her cannot have love.

"Lan Yan, the world is a big place, you shouldn't be trapped by me." Mo You wanted to reach out and rub his head, but was afraid that such an action would be over the line.

The raised hand stayed in mid-air, and then slowly retracted.

In silence, Mo You placed a chocolate in Lan Yan's hand, her tone gentle but like a knife, cutting into his heart, dripping with blood.

"Lan Yan, let go of this obsession."

Lan Yan chuckled, the madness in his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

Let go of your obsession...

This isn't obsession, it's love.

The physical injuries and emotional injuries, combined together, forced Lan Yan to spit out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped it off with a tissue and threw it into the trash can.

Then he stood up and approached Mo You step by step.

He bent down and looked at Mo You, unable to hide the hurt in his eyes.

"Then what is my status with the Lord God?"

"Family, close friends." Mo You clenched one hand, "Always have been."

"Family..." Lan Yan lowered her head, like a defeated big dog, feeling aggrieved, "Friends are also family."

Why not be a partner.

The loneliness in him was too much and too heavy, so heavy that Mo You began to reflect. Shouldn't she have told him so early?

But reason told Mo You that telling him sooner would help him get out of this obsession sooner.

The abandoned love seemed to be returning little by little, but Mo You didn't notice it now.

Mo You looked at Lan Yan who was close at hand, leaned back restrainedly, and put a little distance away, "It's different."

Family will only be there for a while.

The Taoist couple will be close together from now on.

Even if Mo You didn't say the next words, Lan Yan could guess it.Is this paving the way for separation from him later?

Lan Yan felt that her heart was stuffy and aching.

My heart hurt as if it was being crushed by invisible hands.

He slowly knelt down and put his head in her hand, his voice trembling, "Lord God, my heart hurts so much."

Mo You couldn't guess why he was feeling distressed now, but he still said, "It won't hurt after taking the medicine."

Drinking medicine can only heal the soul, but it cannot cure the heartache at the moment.

The young man who had always been calm and capable of doing anything with ease, now had wet eyes and smiled mockingly.

In countless sweet dreams, Lan Yan would dream of this bad news-like ending.

Every time he had to react for a long time, then smile happily and tell himself that it was just a dream.

This situation certainly does not exist in reality.

But now...

The nightmare has come true.

The nightmare... became reality.

He raised his hand feebly to hold Mo You's hand, but felt that this behavior was beyond the rules and dropped his hand again.

The god changed from squatting to kneeling on one knee, looking very defeated.

Mo You, who didn't know what to say, looked at the young man kneeling in front of her in silence, pursed her lips tightly.

She blinked in confusion, not knowing why her heart hurt a little.

Is it because he used too much divine power in the past two days and his soul was also injured?

Mo You wasn't sure.

She felt that she should make a soup for herself and drink it later to avoid such heartache from happening again.

Just as she was thinking about this, she felt two more golden beads in her palm.

Mo You's fingers moved slightly, and there was only one thought in his mind:
He cried.

When the God of War cries, he will drop golden beads.

Mo You panicked. She lowered her head and looked at the young man in front of her helplessly, not knowing how to comfort him.

It seemed as if whatever he said now was a changed Lingchi.

"Lord God, this is not obsession." Lan Yan was greedy for the warmth of her palm, "I can't forget it."

"Yes." Mo You replied softly, "Time will smooth everything out."

Time will only make this thought deeper and deeper, causing him to sink into this desire little by little and fall into the bottomless abyss.

"What if I said, I can't forget it?" Lan Yan straightened up slightly, but still lowered his head and did not look at Mo You.

Mo You doesn't know either.

She was silent for a moment and could only reply dryly, "Yes."

Time will smooth everything out.

Most definitely.

"No." Lan Yan looked up at Mo You, her face extremely pale, "Can I ask for a chance?"

The gentle young man looked persistent and unwilling to give up.

"What opportunity?" Mo You asked softly, staring at him closely with a pair of dark eyes.

"Pursue your opportunity." Lan Yan added another deadline before Mo You spoke, "Just one year, just one year."

Give him a year.

Get what you want or give up completely and let him try again.

Mo You wanted to refuse, but the word 'no' couldn't come out.

After a while, she closed her eyes and said "Okay."

Mo You always softens his heart when facing Lan Yan in front of him.

But isn't this another step back and indulgence?