That night after returning from the flower garden, Zhang Yi tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

After Deng Shentong's death, including when he just returned to Blizzard City from Tibet, he tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep. It seemed that as soon as he closed his eyes, the bloodstained pale face would appear in his mind, waking him up from the nightmare in a sweat.

Since Deng Shentong brought him back to the Deng family, this situation has not happened again. Perhaps it was because the burden on his heart was lifted, allowing him to sleep peacefully and his mental state became much more stable.

But tonight he couldn't sleep peacefully no matter what. Deng Shentong's cold eyes kept appearing in front of him again and again, making him feel scared.

Zhang Yi had never seen Deng Shentong with such an expression before. The man in his memory was always associated with light and warmth, with a confident and gentle smile.

Even though he was extremely disappointed with Zhang Yi, his eyes were filled with only pain and resentment, with a hint of stubbornness and bright color.

However, looking back, Deng Shentong's pain was more like a wail in the struggle against fate. No matter how excessive Zhang Yi's actions were, this man never really thought of killing him.

But the look he saw in the flower garden just now was clearly a poisoned blade, as if as long as Zhang Yi gave the wrong answer, he would be killed and abandoned like an insignificant livestock.

Since returning to Blizzard City, Deng Shentong, who has his memories, has been too tolerant of Zhang Yi for some reason. Zhang Yi has become fearless because of Deng Shentong's secret love for him, but he never thought that a short year is enough to change many things.

Deng Shentong has always been a proud man, and perhaps he has been trying to forget that extremely painful past. However, Zhang Yi still appears in his life.

Deng Shentong now has everything: wealth, power, fame, status... When the person who once made him suffer endless humiliation and pain appears before him without any ability to fight back, what choice will he make?

Zhang Yi suddenly sat up from the bed in shock, reached back and found that he was sweating coldly.

He has experienced countless life and death tests, and struggled to crawl out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. He has long seen through the warmth and coldness of the world and the wickedness of human hearts.

Zhang Yi is used to looking at human nature from the most pessimistic perspective, because he knows very well how complex and fickle human nature is. This habit is like a deep imprint in his soul, and it has never changed.

Zhang Yi was very conflicted. He didn't want to doubt the person he loved so much with such a dark mentality.

However, his thoughts could not help but drift towards the direction that caused him unbearable pain. He kept thinking, what exactly did Deng Shentong want to do?

Zhang Yi knew clearly that the harm he had caused to Deng Shentong could not be easily forgiven. He had already prepared himself mentally and was willing to bear any possible revenge.

Even if Deng Shentong only wanted his life, he would resolutely choose to be killed.

But why did she cruelly tell him, just when he had completely let down his guard and was immersed in the warm emotions of reunion, that it was all an elaborate scam, a cup of deadly poison?

Zhang Yi felt a chill on his back, as if a sharp blade was placed on his neck. This feeling made his hair stand on end, and he could not bear the result.

And those suspicions were like seeds, sprouting and growing deep in his heart, gradually growing into towering trees.

However, at this moment, he was powerless. Even if everything was really as he thought, he could only choose to endure it silently.

Escape? This was impossible for him. He had already given up everything that had once made him proud, just to see Deng Shentong alive again.

For Zhang Yi now, Deng Shentong is the whole meaning of his life.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi pulled out a necklace from his collar. At the end of the necklace hung a golden badge, shining brightly.

This badge was one of the few items he brought out from behind the door of time and space after reversing time and space.

When Deng Yuanbo gave him the brooch, although he was overwhelmed by anger and pain, he still took it with him when he left.

It was this necklace that had given him warmth and comfort in countless late nights. If it had not been for the support of his mental power from seeing Deng Shentong again, he would have died on a cold night deep in the snow-capped mountains.

Deng Shentong was so close to him now, it seemed as if the air was filled with the cool fragrance of the silver-haired man.

Zhang Yi looked at the brooch and suddenly laughed foolishly.

Even if this was a long-planned revenge, so what? He still drank this cup of poison with great pleasure.

Being able to die at the hands of Deng Shentong is indeed a good ending.

For a moment, Zhang Yi felt that he was thinking too much.

If Deng Shentong wanted to kill him, it would only take a flick of his finger. Why would he go to so much trouble?

There was no need to create such an intoxicating illusion to deceive him, right?

Zhang Yi was in a dilemma for a while, and he felt as if there were two little people quarreling and fighting in his head.

Just one look from Deng Shentong could keep him awake all night. Zhang Yi leaned back and fell on the bed, thinking: This life is really over.

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