Concubine Chang's Arrogant Poison Doctor Miss

Chapter 3107 Non-Linmo Eight

The turbulent waves slapped the coast, followed the sea breeze, and splashed on the faces of those who watched.

The young man's ghostly and magnificent face, like a sea monster, was blown by the sea wind without a trace of blood.

Why on earth is he standing here?
Over the past few days, he has asked himself this question over and over again, and there is a void in his chest, filled with whiteness and coldness that no amount of warmth can fill.

As the younger brother of the master of Yuncheng in the world, he can be said to have everything.

Right, status, wealth, relatives, happiness...

But what exactly was it that entangled his heart little by little, and took away the warmth in his body little by little?
Who the hell is...

What did he lose?
"pat..."

There were footsteps coming from behind, Gu Lin squinted his eyes and said, "I already know, I don't need you to remind me."

The hollowness in his heart made him sick.

I was haunted by nightmares at night, and I was reluctant to wake up from them.

Because there is someone in his dream, a person who can't see his face clearly, but can make him laugh, cry, and sink.

The doctor said that if he continued to indulge in the false images he imagined, he would eventually go completely insane one day.

But knowing this, he still didn't want to wake up completely.

And after he came here, his condition became more and more serious, and the time of deep sleep became longer and longer...

If this continues, even if he is not crazy, maybe one day, he will not want to wake up again.

Amu stared blankly at the figure standing by the sea in a thin white dress. His long hair fluttered gently in the wind, making him look extremely thin. This thinness took his breath away.

His throat was slightly tight, and he realized how much he wanted to hold this person in his arms, how much he wanted to...

He slowly took a step forward, and the small sound startled a pool of chaotic jade and broken jade.

When he turned his head, his pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes were as silent as an abyss, but the moment they met him, they suddenly froze, not for a moment, as if staring at the whole world.

After a while, he tremblingly called out the name that lingered in his heart even though it was suppressed.

"Mo...Qingshu..."

A soft sigh broke the confinement in Mo Qingshu's mind, shattered the impenetrable defense in his heart, and awakened his long-lost strong emotions.

At this moment, time and space and heaven and earth disappeared at this moment.

Whether it's the sound of the roaring sea tide or the moisture that wets their robes, they only have each other in their eyes.

A cloud of smoke that was so pale that it seemed to dissipate at any time, and a defeated army that was so embarrassed that it seemed to be fleeing and fleeing, but the vast world and the ocean were all dimmed by the light in their eyes.

There was a light in Gu Lin's eyes, like fireworks or stars, so bright that Mo Qingshu's heart stopped, and he said in a rough voice like sandpaper: "Didn't I say... I asked you to take good care of yourself?"

"I miss you……"

Gu Lin's words came slowly, overlapping with the memories of Mo Qingshu, making his suppressed emotions finally explode.

He walked to Gu Lin's side in two steps, and hugged him into his arms with such ruthless strength, as if he wanted to melt him into his flesh and blood.

"You... are simply too hateful..."

"It's horrible without you." Regardless of the astonished eyes of his subordinates around him, Gu Lin Yilian leaned his head on his shoulder and hugged him with even greater strength, "Don't deprive me of my memory, my happiness... This is not the same. It will make me happy... Losing you, and also losing your memory, this period of time is the most difficult and painful time in my life..."

(End of this chapter)