Half an hour later, when Bai Yue arrived at Boye's villa, he kicked the door open, rushed in and pinched Boye's people, "Are you crazy? Are you afraid of your life?"

Bo Ye suddenly opened his eyes, "I'm not dead."

"The smell of alcohol is so strong..." Bai Yue tskated fiercely, "I have been telling you a while ago, I'll ask me to do a review, why don't I do it?"

Bo Ye narrowed his eyes, his face was cold and evil. Perhaps because there was nothing in his eyes, he seemed even more cold and fearless. He stretched out a slit in his eyes and sneered, "What's wrong?"

"Aren't you looking for death?"

Bai Yue pulled Bo Ye's collar hard, "Get up, what happened?"

Bo Ye said to Bai Yue, "I may be the same as you."

"Same as me?" Bai Yue was startled, "Damn, do you like men?"

"Get out!"

Bo Ye reached out and pushed Bai Yue away, and the wine on his body spread to Bai Yue's nose again. Bai Yue pulled his hair apart, "It's rare for you to look like this."

"I said."

Bo took a deep breath and his chest was not relieved of depression. "I said, in terms of Tang poetry, I may have the same position as you and Jiang Ling."

Bai Yue stood there and was stunned for a few seconds, then said, "Ah...a unrequited love?"

Bo Ye felt that he was about to vomit blood.

Bai Yue looked down at Bo Ye, then sighed, "Why force it? When so many hopes are put on Tang Shi and can't be taken back, these hopes will become...the despair that crushes you. But Bo Ye, can you blame Tang Shi? Tang Shi has never forced you to do anything from beginning to end."

Bo Ye covered his face and panted, "What, do you want to say I'm a slut?"

"I don't have to say some things straight."

Bai Yue patted Bo Ye on the shoulder, "When you put your thoughts on someone who wants to live... you must be prepared and one day you will die because of this person."

When you are too eager to have something, you must bear the hope that comes at the same time fails.

Bo Ye only now understands this principle. It turns out that love and hate have always been a dilemma.

Jealousy and love exist at the same time.

Bai Yue grabbed Bo Ye and said, "Get up and go for a review."

"I don't."

Bo Ye covered his back, "Stop it if you die."

"What are you saying!"

Bai Yueba said in a high tone, "Don't live anymore! After doing so much, how can you give up halfway? I worked hard to save you--"

"But Tang Shi doesn't need me at all!"

Bo Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared hysterically.

The voice was too hoarse, and Bai Yue was trembling with roar.

Then he stared at Bo Ye in a daze. The man who had originally called the wind and rain was like a small beast that had defeated. When he raised his face, he was covered in tears. He murmured, "How great would she be the woman who was protected by the weak and kind five years ago... But I have discovered more and more recently... Tang Shi is not short of me at all."

Time and he worked together to sharpen Tang poetry into a heart-warming appearance.

Bai Yue was so rare that Bo Ye cried once, and he was stunned.

"Bo Ye, you..."
Chapter completed!