My target is black impermanence

"hiss……"

Shen Hanyang violently pushed Feng Wenying away, frowning tightly clutching his waist.

Feng Wenying pulled up his sleeves, the cuff buttons on the shirt were a little off, and the sharp pins on them were just facing outside.

"Feel sorry."

He looked at Shen Hanyang apologetically, reached out and took off the cufflinks and put them in his pocket.

"It's okay, let's go."

Shen Hanyang turned his eyes lightly, and turned to leave first.

Feng Wenying took a step behind. He looked at Shen Hanyang's thin back, and a black shadow flashed in his eyes.

The project here is proceeding step by step, and there is no mistake, but they have to inspect not only here, but also the accounts and materials, all of which have to be reviewed.

Shen Hanyang was doing his job seriously, and his old hippie smile was no longer on his face. Feng Wenying walked beside him quietly, and suddenly approached him and said, "Does it still hurt?"

He frowned, avoiding Feng Wenying's hand that wanted to touch him.

The pain in his waist had long since disappeared. He looked at Feng Wenying, whose appearance hadn't changed from before, but whose eyes had become more complicated, and wanted to explain everything clearly.

Even if he would embarrass Feng Wenying.

"Don't get close to me, don't try to contact me, don't even tell me anything unnecessary, I'm very vengeful and petty, of course, you can think I'm naive, but I don't want any Where Zou Yu misunderstood, I don't want to make him unhappy because of you."

Feng Wenying looked at him quietly, and didn't respond until he finished speaking.

After a while, he lowered his head and let out a chuckle.

"Doesn't the fact that you mind so much mean that you haven't completely let go yet?"

Shen Hanyang didn't know where Feng Wenying got such a fallacy.

"Why should I deliberately avoid that part of the past because of you? You are just a passer-by in my life. Whether or not to let you into my world is entirely up to me. If my reaction misunderstands you, then I just want to tell you You, don't think too much, I just find you annoying."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence with a blank face.

"Especially when you always pretend to like me to get close to me."

He is not stupid, Feng Wenying pestered him several times, maybe out of unwillingness, or for other reasons, but definitely not because he liked him.

It was not before, and it is naturally impossible now.

The eyes blocked by the hair slowly gathered a layer of black mist, Feng Wenying lowered his eyes and did not speak, the smile on his face had disappeared.

Shen Hanyang didn't feel guilty about stabbing others.

He usually looks unscrupulous, but he is unexpectedly serious about his feelings. He never confuses the past and the present that should be clearly distinguished.

"I don't think I can see anything today. I will focus on checking the accounts tomorrow. If you have any relevant materials, please go and inspect them. I hope we can finish this work as soon as possible. After all, I am worried that my boss will eat it when I am not around." I can't sleep well."

Shen Hanyang turned around and left after finishing speaking, his decisive and indifferent look was definitely not what Feng Wenying said he couldn't let go of.

On the contrary, sometimes the impatience in the eyes can hardly be hidden.

Feng Wenying, who was left alone on the spot, slowly clenched his fists.

He raised his head, and gradually let out a deep and strange laugh, his eyes of ordinary people were gathered by the black mist.

……

In the next few days, Feng Wenying really didn't seek him out in private, and even met him on a regular basis, and he didn't have any extra words except for work explanations.

Shen Hanyang felt much quieter, and the two were in charge of each part. The inspection work soon came to an end, and the two could return to the company the next day.

It's just that Shen Hanyang always felt a little uncomfortable in his waist for some unknown reason these days.

That night, Shen Hanyang was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower. He was a little surprised when he saw himself in the mirror.

Because he was obviously thinner than a few days ago, his sunken cheeks and high cheekbones were like his appearance when he lost his ghost energy.

He quickly looked at the back of his hand, and sure enough, a few faint corpse spots began to appear on it.

After thinking about it, the only thing that could make him look like this was the wound Feng Wenying accidentally pricked with a cuff button a few days ago.

But at the time, he didn't think that the wound the size of a pinhole would cause a large loss of his ghost energy, so he never cared about it.

He took off the clothes on his body, and there was only a fingernail-sized black spot on the side of his thin and pale body.

Obviously yesterday it was still as small as a mole and inconspicuous.

He turned on the shower head and drenched his body. The black spot hadn't disappeared, and was even gradually expanding. After a closer look, he found that the black spot was a layer of black mist applied to the wound.

And the wound, which was no more than the size of a pinhole, is gradually expanding.

He groaned in his heart.

Is it greedy?

But why did he feel nothing at all.

Isn't his body a container for confinement? Why is the other party not afraid of him, but can invade his body instead.

A mess of thoughts disturbed him along with the expanding black mist.

He didn't feel anything himself, which reminded him suddenly of the daze when he woke up from the ground that day.

At that time he thought he was restless sleep and fell off the bed.

But since he was a child, he has never slept so hard that he could fall off.

Perhaps, greed has been eyeing him since then?

"Boom boom boom!"

A knock on the door outside interrupted his thoughts.

He hurriedly wrapped a towel around himself, walked out of the bathroom and opened the door.

But it wasn't the service staff of the hotel outside, but Feng Wenying who had been quiet for several days.

Just like on the first day, the opponent had wine in his hand.

He closed the door without thinking, but it was Feng Wenying's legs that came in faster than him.

"Have a drink, we won't meet again after this project is over, and I won't appear in front of you."

"Don't drink."

Shen Hanyang was a little annoyed, he refused bluntly, in the middle of the night, he didn't even put on his clothes, what's the point of drinking with his ex-boyfriend in the hotel.

"Don't be so heartless."

He clicked his tongue impatiently, and as soon as he raised his head, he bumped into the rolling black mist in Feng Wenying's eyes.

"Don't be so heartless."

Feng Wenying repeated a sentence.

The black mist on the side of his waist swam up against his skin, crawling all the way to the back of his head.

He was in a daze for a moment, and after he realized it, Feng Wenying was already sitting on the chair in his room and looking at him.

Shen Hanyang froze for a moment, then looked at him impatiently.

"go out!"

He said, let the other party not do unnecessary things, because he hates to have anything to do with the other party in the name of old love.

Feng Wenying looked at him quietly, the eyes of ordinary people were completely covered by blackness, at this moment he was like a ghost lurking in the dark night.

Shen Hanyang's heart tightened, he saw something was wrong with the other party.

"Feng Wenying."

The other party still just looked at him without answering.

"Feng Wenying?"

"Ok?"

The other party responded, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Hanyang secretly drew a soul-locking spell, and he was sure that the Feng Wenying in front of him was not the Feng Wenying he knew.

It's just that at the moment when the soul-locking spell was drawn, there was no ghost energy in his body to support the power of the soul-locking spell, and the soul-locking spell disappeared instantly as soon as it rose from the palm of his hand.

He was startled, and looking at the person sitting on the chair watching him, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

The other party looked at him with dark eyes without whites, and suddenly smiled and said: "Don't you want to drink, then just do what I want."

After Feng Wenying finished speaking, he stood up and took off his clothes.

Shen Hanyang was taken aback and hurried over to stop him.

"what are you doing!"

Feng Wenying's strength was frightening, and he was firmly grasping, still undoing the buttons one by one.

"If you slept with me, then you betrayed Zou Yu."

Feng Wenying pulled a tricky smile from the corner of his mouth, pulled his hand, and the clothes on his upper body were ripped apart.

Shen Hanyang quickly backed away, frowning when he heard the other party's words.

"That's why you pestered me so many times?"

Feng Wenying approached him step by step and began to untie the belt on his trousers.

"Yeah, I've always regretted that I didn't sleep with you before going to bed with someone else. After all, those people who said they liked me before all rolled into my bed in the end, except you."

Shen Hanyang frowned, and wanted to leave this room and lock Feng Wenying in it, but he came out of the bathroom in a hurry, with only one bath towel around his body, making him run like a molested person When he went out, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Feng Wenying took off his entire body with only his underpants left, his abyss-black eyes carried a sinister aura.

Shen Hanyang used the remaining ghost energy in his body to shoot out a ghost fire, but was easily avoided by the opponent.

"Don't bother, no one can help you."

An indisputable voice came from Feng Wenying's mouth.

Shen Hanyang's eyes trembled slightly, and he quickly said, "Greedy?"

Could it be that the greed in Feng Wenying's body is his body?

The other party didn't answer him, but thick black mist began to overflow from Feng Wenying's mouth and ears, filling the hotel room almost instantly.

Shen Hanyang's vision was blurred, and his body was already wet.

He clicked his tongue in extreme irritability, and fired the underworld fire regardless.

There was a cold body covering his back behind him, and at that moment, he immediately had goosebumps in disgust.

He shook off the other side roughly, with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

"stay away from me!"

Feng Wenying smiled and tried to hug him again.

He hurriedly backed up, but he didn't know what he tripped over, and he staggered and fell to the ground. He touched a piece of fabric casually, and pulled it off to cover himself without thinking.

That's when he realized that although he couldn't see his surroundings, he was still in his hotel room.

This gave him a moment of stability.

But this feeling of being unable to dodge was terrible, and it actually caused an uncontrollable sense of violence in his heart.

……

But there is no way, at present he does not have any strength to resist the opponent, not even to protect himself.

Feng Wenying looked at his embarrassed appearance with ease, and made a bewitching sound from his mouth.

"How about it, are you eager to gain strength, as strong as me."

Shen Hanyang looked at the other party coldly, without answering.

"It's very simple, as long as you eat him, you can become stronger."

Feng Wenying snapped his fingers, and in the pitch-black space, he saw the soul of "Feng Wenying" standing aside in a daze.

Shen Hanyang didn't understand why the other party said this, but his body could not be possessed by other souls, and naturally he couldn't eat any souls either. Zou Yu didn't need to tell him, he knew the consequences of this behavior , that is, his body will completely lose its effect on greed.

"You want to pollute my body so there is no container to imprison you, right?"

He didn't know if Feng Wenying's body was the body of Tan, but this was the first time he had a direct dialogue with Tan.

"Why do you think so, I'm doing it for your own good, don't you want to get rid of your identity as a container? It's very painful to strip your soul."

Feng Wenying leaned over to look at him, with a strange arc on the corner of his mouth.

There was no wavering in Shen Hanyang's eyes, and he was calm without any waves.

"I provoked Zou Yu on my own initiative. It's no one's fault. Besides, I'm already dead. If I can do something for this city, at least in Zou Yu's heart, I will become his hero."

Tan looked at him with some surprise, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

"It turns out that you don't know anything yet."

Shen Hanyang's eyes were shocked, and he looked at him suddenly.

"Do not know what is this!"

Greedy shook his head, and said softly: "I don't want to tell you yet, because more interesting things will happen later, and you can't escape."

After finishing speaking, the surrounding black mist quickly faded away, and Feng Wenying's soul also returned to his body. Shen Hanyang stood up, but before he had time to stand still, Feng Wenying opened his mouth and spit out a thick mist.

And that mist rushed straight into Shen Hanyang's body.

At that moment, Shen Hanyang shook violently, a black mist flashed in his eyes, but soon, the black mist that invaded his body was dissipated by a certain force in his body.

He regained consciousness in an instant, and no longer felt anything strange.

It's just that the small black spot on the waist has turned into a black line extending downward.

Feng Wenying who fell on the ground woke up leisurely.

When he opened his eyes, he immediately realized that he was naked except for a pair of underwear, and Shen Hanyang was only wearing a bath towel.

Panic and bewilderment flashed away, and he quickly realized, with a deliberate and seductive smile on his face.

"Shen Hanyang, you don't love Zou Yu as much as you thought."

Shen Hanyang ignored Feng Wenying's misunderstanding.

He felt his body, and there was indeed no discomfort, and the mist that rushed into his body disappeared, as if his body still had some indescribable effect on greed.

Feng Wenying was not angry when he saw that he didn't respond, but walked towards him step by step, even wanting to take off the only cloth covering his body.

At the same time, the bell on Shen Hanyang's neck rang slightly, the door was pushed open vigorously, and Zou Yu arrived.

Zou Yu was carrying a ghostly aura that hadn't dissipated. He should have sensed the strange movement on his side and rushed over immediately.

It's just that Zou Yu's face sank when he saw what was going on inside before he could catch his breath.

Shen Hanyang came back to his senses, looked at himself, then at Feng Wenying, and finally at Zou Yu with a cold face.

This...isn't this the legendary scene of catching women.

He threw himself into Zou Yu's arms without thinking, and said aggrievedly, "Boss, he...he wants to molest him."

Zou Yu hugged his naked waist, and looked at Feng Wenying, who was almost naked, with cold eyes.

Feng Wenying still had one hand stuck on the edge of his panties and couldn't take it off. Suddenly faced with such a situation, he was also shocked by Shen Hanyang's reaction and didn't recover.

At this time, the door was still wide open, and Zou Yu stood at the door holding the door frame tightly.

Shen Hanyang buried his head in his shoulder and neck, showing weakness for a while, then met a waiter pushing a dining cart in the corridor.

Seeing the other party's slightly opened mouth in shock, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and bared his teeth fiercely at the other party.

The waiter was surprised and hurriedly pushed the dining car away.

Shen Hanyang snorted proudly, and met Zou Yu's cold gaze as soon as he raised his head.

He hastily coughed lightly, and a stubborn and wronged expression quickly appeared on his face.

"Boss, it's a good thing you came quickly, otherwise he would have succeeded..."

Seeing the cold light in Zou Yu's eyes, Shen Hanyang tactfully held back the second half of the sentence, and immediately turned a corner and said: "Boss, don't worry, he is your person in life, and your ghost in death. Absolutely I will guard you like a jade!"

Shen Han Yang Jiaodi leaned on Zou Yu's body, while talking, he was still drawing circles on his chest, and with the other hand, he spontaneously hugged Zou Yu's tight and narrow waist, with a smile hidden in his eyes meaning.

"Not yet."

Zou Yu looked coldly at Feng Wenying who was already stunned in the room.

Feng Wenying came back to his senses, retracted his jaw that almost fell from shock, and silently began to put clothes on his body.

In terms of power, he can't compare to Zou Yu, and in terms of situation, he is the only one who is the most embarrassing now.

Feng Wenying walked out of the room without making a sound, and one second before the door closed, he suddenly turned around.

And what he met was Shen Hanyang's indifferent and quiet eyes leaning on Zou Yu's shoulder.

At this moment, he fully understood how much he looked like a clown distorted by desire and desire in the other party's eyes.

……

Shen Hanyang sat on a chair with his back straight, his hands flat on his lap, and he looked flatteringly at Zou Yu standing in front of him.

At this moment, he looks like a student who failed the exam and begged the teacher to let him go.

"Go ahead."

Zou Yu pulled a chair over and sat down across from him.

Shen Hanyang rolled his eyes, and said pitifully, "I've lost all my spirit, and I haven't got any clothes on, so what if I'm sick."

Zou Yu's face remained unchanged.

"You're dead, you won't get sick, if you get sick, don't worry, I have money."

Shen Hanyang had no choice but to honestly explain that Feng Wenying broke into his room and tried to seduce him to sleep, but he refused verbally.

As he spoke, his face was filled with a sense of righteousness and stubbornness that would rather die than surrender.

"I said at the time, I'm a family man, a widow, how can I let strangers into my room."

The serious look immediately turned into a frown, vividly describing the scene at that time.

"But he didn't listen and insisted on tempting me. Of course I refused. I'm a decent person, so I started to reason with him."

Having said that, Shen Hanyang spread his hands helplessly.

"The result is what you can see. He didn't listen to the reason, so he tried to force me."

Listening to Shen Hanyang's eloquent explanation, Zou Yu crossed his legs, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at him expressionlessly.

"to be frank."

Shen Han curled his lips, sighed in compromise, pointed at his bare waist, and blinked his eyes

Said: "The truth is that it hurts a little here."

At this time, Shen Hanyang also saw a very thin black line on his waist.

Startled in his eyes, he straightened his expression, frowned and said, "How could this be?"

Zou Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Tell me what happened."

This time, Shen Hanyang no longer concealed it, but told Zou Yu everything from the day when he was accidentally stabbed by a cuff button to today when Feng Wenying was possessed.

Originally, he thought he was fine, so he didn't want Zou Yu to worry. Maybe he was unwilling to rely on Zou Yu so much, so he chose to hide it.

But looking at Zou Yu's solemn expression, he felt that maybe it wasn't as simple as he thought, things were so simple.

"What exactly is this."

Shen Hanyang didn't hide the fact that greed rushed into his body but disappeared. He looked at the black line on his waist and began to wonder if it was the greed that disappeared from his body.

Zou Yu moved his eyes slightly, opened his mouth, and said in a calm tone, "Because your body still has an effect on greed, so the remnant soul that he rushed into your body was imprisoned in your body by you."

Shen Hanyang scratched that piece of skin, and it didn't itch or hurt. Hearing what Zou Yu said, his face lit up with joy.

"In that case, if all his remnant souls are imprisoned in my body, his strength will be weakened."

Zou Yu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and it took him a while to reply, "Yes."

Yes, the power of greed is gradually dissipating, but he doesn't think greed is so stupid.

If Shen Hanyang looked closely, he would find that Zou Yu's hands were clenched tightly, while he lowered his head slightly and pursed his lips a little harder.

This is the performance of Zou Yu lying.

The black line not only imprisoned greed, but at the same time, he was also eroding Shen Hanyang's body.

The drop of ink in the clear spring is gradually spreading.

The biggest conspiracy of greed is to find a way to let the soul invade Shen Hanyang's body, and then sacrifice his remnant soul to assimilate Shen Hanyang's body.

His worst fears still happened.

But as long as Shen Hanyang can stick to himself not to go that way, then he will still be Shen Hanyang.

Zou Yu took a deep breath, and a second before Shen Hanyang looked at him, he hid the heavy look on his face, and his face returned to expressionless.

After knowing that he could still deal with greed, Shen Hanyang was completely relieved.

He looked at Zou Yu, and suddenly called him out with bad intentions.

"Zou Yu."

"Ok?"

Zou Yu raised his head and saw Shen Hanyang undoing the bath towel around his waist in front of him.

Starting from the base of the ears, the remaining heaviness on his face was completely replaced by blushing.

All the plots of greed are all taken up by this white, gaudy body in front of her.

He almost couldn't even sit still, shaking his fingers and pointing at Shen Hanyang who was smiling shamelessly in front of him.

"Shen Hanyang!"

"Yes~boss~"

"you you……"

"It's not that you haven't seen it, haven't you touched it, and... um..."

"To shut up!"

"Boss, you are so proactive..."

The author has something to say: Shen Hanyang here is already a little conscious