"Really?" Zhong Ming'e said softly. He put the teacup gently on the small table and then raised his head slightly. He looked at Liao Chongwu from his hair, and then his nose suddenly felt sore. He lowered his head again. When he spoke again, his voice was even softer. "You've lost weight too."
"No." Liao Chongwu said hurriedly, while he was busy adjusting his armor. "It's just that the armor doesn't fit well, so I look thin."
No, you weren't like this before. You were like a mountain when you stood there. But now, you can't even hold up your armor, and your cheeks are so thin that they are sunken.
Zhong Ming'e's lips trembled violently. His heart was filled with bitterness. He clenched his hands into fists. He tried to hold back his tears for a long time. After finally calming down, he spoke again: "Since you have already paid your respects to me, then go back. It's getting late."
Liao Chongwu stood up silently and bowed deeply to Zhong Minge. Then he walked out with his head bowed. He was very satisfied to see Zhong Minge today. He was really satisfied. He could see him, hear his voice, and even his clothes might be stained with his scent...
He is really satisfied.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Zhong Minge listened to the footsteps fading away, his chest heaving more and more violently. When Liao Chongwu's hand was on the door, Zhong Minge suddenly turned his head and said, "Liao Chongwu!"
The hand on the door suddenly froze. After a while, Liao Chongwu slowly turned around. He saw Zhong Ming'e looking at him in a daze. His heart ached. He wanted to run over, hug him in his arms, and tell him everything he had in his mind. But he could only stand there, as if his feet were rooted to the ground.
"Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?" Liao Chongwu asked respectfully.
"Nothing... nothing." Zhong Minge turned his head away in a hurry. After his impulse, he was filled with regret and sorrow. He pinched his nails subconsciously and whispered, "Don't drink too much. It's bad for your health."
Ever since Liao Chongwu came in, Zhong Minge's chest has been filled with a strong smell of alcohol. He knew the source of the alcohol, so he kept sniffing it desperately. He was a teetotaler, but he could still smell it. It was the smell of Shaodaozi, because Liao Chongwu also drank Shaodaozi in the past.
"You...you don't miss me at all?" Looking at that thin and slender figure, Liao Chongwu couldn't bear it anymore, and said with trembling lips. He knew that he was really cowardly and not like a man, but he really couldn't bear it anymore, he was really going crazy!
"What do I miss you for?" Zhong Ming'e stiffened his neck, his eyes wide open, staring straight at the painted beams, and every word he said was filled with heart-wrenching sneer, "I'm living a good life now, much better than when you were here, my father values me, and I'm about to..." At this point, Zhong Ming'e took a few quick sips, swallowed hard, and then continued, "I'm about to become a father, and a bright future is waiting for me, I...what do I miss you for? Without you, I...I'm fine!"
"Really?" Liao Chongwu said softly, wiping his face with his hand. It is said that a real man sheds blood but not tears, which shows that he is not a real man. His scarlet eyes looked at the straight back. After a while, Liao Chongwu turned around again, put his hand on the door again, and said softly, "In this case, I wish your highness a long life, health and happiness."
After he finished speaking, Liao Chongwu pushed open the door, but he couldn't get out at all. The suppressed crying coming from behind him was like a sharp sword piercing his heart. He closed the door again, and then walked step by step to Zhong Minge. The man who was originally sharp-tongued was now crying breathlessly.
"Your Highness, Your Highness," Liao Chongwu was so distressed that he could not speak. He knelt tremblingly in front of the couch, stretched out his hands to hold Zhong Ming'e's messy hair, and choked up, "Ming'e, don't be like this."
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