Xiyang Mourning

Cheng Xi looked at Zheng Yang who was obviously passed out on the bed, and then violently twitched the massage stick in Zheng Yang's backyard with an unclear expression.The man on the bed was his enemy, the one who had brought him insult, and he should hate him, but his heart was always beating for him.

Cheng Xi thought about slowly stroking Zheng Yang's face, which should not be the case.Grabbing Zheng Yang's hair fiercely, watching Zheng Yang frown because of the pain even though he was in a coma, slowly leaned down and whispered softly

"Zheng Yang, what do you think I should do to you? However, I will definitely not make you feel better..."

After speaking, he patted Zheng Yang's cheek, as if he was playing with a puppy.Look at yourself covered in sweat because of the previous affair, frowned and let go of the hand holding Zheng Yang's hair and went straight to the bathroom.

What Cheng Xi didn't see was that the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes when the sound of water in the bathroom sounded.

Zheng Yang looked at the blurry figure that came out from the glass door of the bathroom because of the steam.He could imagine what it was like inside, his master washed away the filth inside, leaving him covered in dust outside.

The person inside was his calamity, but he didn't want to hide, and he couldn't hide, even if he wouldn't feel better being around him, but he had no choice but to endure it.

It doesn't matter, it's already a gift from heaven that I can be by the master's side, so how can I expect the gentleness of the master.

But some people’s bodies are always more honest than their hearts. No matter how much they convince themselves, subconsciously they are longing, unwilling, and begging their gods to let out such a ray of light from between their fingers that they can paralyze them It is the whole sun.

Tears fell uncontrollably, wet the sheets under his face, the coolness reached his heart, even though it was midsummer, it still made him shiver from the cold.

I was so tired that I closed my eyes, not caring about the raging massage behind me.Great, this is his punishment.And no longer look at the owner in the bathroom, that is a blasphemy to the owner.

After all, I am a fainted person. Of course, if I really fainted, I will not deceive my master.I only hope that the master's anger will dissipate a little tomorrow, and then he really fell asleep.

He has experienced too much today, he really only has the master.It's good, he belongs only to the master, it's good.

After taking a shower, Cheng Xi walked out of the bathroom, not only washing off the smell of sweat on her body, but also washing away the little bit of warmth towards Zheng Yang in her heart just now.

In any case, what separates them is an ineradicable hatred and an unbounded identity.No matter how humble he is in front of him, he is still the head of the Zheng family, and he is just his pet. After all, this is their essential relationship.

Without looking at Zheng Yang on the bed, Cheng Xi went straight out and returned to her bedroom.Lying quietly on his own bed, he turned his head and looked at the bright lights of Wanjia outside the window, but he only belonged to the darkness.

The happiness of their family in the past came to mind again. From heaven to hell, how would those who have not experienced it know the twists and turns.

As early as when he decided to take revenge through Qin Haoyu, he no longer had the right to happiness.

People who can't find their way out in a maze often get lost in their own hearts.The relationship between Zheng Yang and Cheng Xi is like a labyrinth that surrounds them, making them lost and unable to find their way out.Maybe it's two souls who are suffering in this relationship, but they don't know it.