The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

After receiving Deng Shentong's reply, Zhang Yi never left Deng Garden for the next few days.

He tried to contact Deng Shentong to talk again, but the other party always only replied with one or two vague words, as if he was really busy.

He had never been separated from Deng Shentong for so long, and he had no idea about the other party.

Zhang Yi stayed alone in the empty room. He didn't dare to leave, nor did he want to leave.

Countless times in the middle of the night, he would suddenly wake up and rush to the door to check whether Deng Shentong had really returned.

He always suffered from insomnia, couldn't sleep, tossed and turned all night, and all kinds of horrible thoughts and suspicions in his mind entangled him like demons.

After these thoughts flashed through his mind, he would grab something that bore the scent of Deng Shentong to comfort himself and refute those suspicions one by one.

Zhang Yi was like a person fighting between two sides, denying himself over and over again.

He had reached a state on the verge of collapse, and without Deng Shentong by his side, he could do nothing.

Suddenly, there were rustling sounds of footsteps at the door.

Zhang Yi raised his head as if he had been pardoned, but became lost the moment he saw who was coming.

He couldn't count how many times his hope had risen only to be dashed, and he began to wonder if everything he saw was an illusion.

The maid came in with lunch. She just put the food down and was about to call him to eat, but she was shocked by Zhang Yi's condition.

In just a few days, Zhang Yi looked like a completely different person.

His hair was standing up in a messy mess, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a circle of light blue stubble on his chin.

He curled up on the sofa with a shirt in his hands, like an extremely insecure child.

She recognized at a glance that they were her master's clothes.

I don’t know what she was thinking about, but a trace of pity flashed across the maid’s face.

She walked over to Zhang Yi and patted him: "Mr. Zhang? It's time for lunch."

Zhang Yi slowly turned his head, and his eyes struggled to focus for a while before they stopped on the maid's face.

His voice was a little hoarse: "I know, you put it there."

The maid sighed as she looked at him. She pouted and said, "Mr. Zhang, you can't go on like this. The young master will be back soon."

Zhang Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.

He stood up suddenly, grabbed the maid's shoulders, and said excitedly: "What did you say? Deng Shentong is coming back! Is the news accurate?"

The maid nodded slightly.

He was like a machine that had suddenly been fully charged, driven by the joy that had nowhere to be released, and he started spinning around, muttering to himself, "No, I should go clean up my room first."

Zhang Yi touched his chin and said, "I should shave now..."

"The young master came back to prepare for the engagement."

Zhang Yi froze in place, his eyes slowly moved around and stopped on the maid's face.

"What did you say?" His smile gradually disappeared, his eyes were a little confused, and he said, "Who wants to get engaged?"

There was a buzzing in his ears, and for a moment it seemed that he could hear no sound. The maid's mouth opened and closed, but the words she uttered were so obscure and difficult to understand.

The maid looked at Zhang Yi with a hint of sympathy in her eyes. She said softly, "It's Master Deng. He is about to get engaged to Miss Zhu Yunque. The master is already preparing the betrothal gifts, and now the whole family is busy with this matter."

Zhang Yi's heart seemed to be hit hard. His face turned pale and he seemed to have lost his support. He sat back on the sofa weakly.

After a suffocating silence, he slowly raised his head and gave a bitter smile: "You are kidding, right?"

The maid has been in the Deng family for a long time and has been responsible for taking care of Deng Shentong's food and daily life. The relationship between the two could not escape her eyes.

She looked at Zhang Yi, her eyes full of sympathy and helplessness.

Although the reality is very cruel, since it is a foregone conclusion, there is no room for any hope left for Zhang Yi.

She took a deep breath and said, "This is not funny, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Yi's smile gradually disappeared, a trace of pain and despair flashed in his eyes, and then was quickly overwhelmed by overwhelming anger and doubt.

Is this why you've been avoiding him these days? Are you too ashamed to face him?

Why? Is it fun to play tricks on him? Didn't you say you would never leave him?

What is going on between them?! Tell him now that he wants to marry another woman?

What on earth did Deng Shentong think of him? A dog that could be summoned and dismissed at will?

Too many questions popped up at once, almost driving him crazy, and he wished he could confront Deng Shentong face to face right now.

"Deng Shentong!!!"

His roar echoed through the room, full of disbelief and deep disappointment.

The maid looked at his collapse, and although she was a little worried, she was relieved at least.

After she bowed, she silently closed the door and walked out, leaving Zhang Yi some time to digest.

In fact, she was not quite sure what kind of person Zhang Yi was to her son.

But at least this matter cannot be kept secret from him forever. The longer it is delayed, the more trouble it will bring to Deng Shentong.

……

Deng Shentong stood in the suite on the top floor of Jiangnan Hotel and looked down.

This is the tallest room in the entire Blizzard City. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is the city covered in snow.

His figure in front of the window looked particularly lonely, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him and he was the only one facing his own heart.

Deng Shentong reached out and touched the cold glass, on which his face was clearly reflected.

Beautiful, delicate, yet lifeless, like a statue.

He looked at the city beneath his feet and suddenly had an urge to jump down.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea, shook his head and left the window.

At this moment, his communicator suddenly rang, breaking the stagnant silence in the room.

Deng Shentong walked over and answered the call. The panicked voice of the maid at home suddenly rang out:

"Sir! This is bad! Come back and try to persuade him! Mr. Zhang said that if you keep hiding from him, he will burn your flower garden!"

Deng Shentong seemed to have thought of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was finally a bit of life on his face.

You are a grown-up, yet you still act in such a childish way.

However, he quickly came to his senses and his eyes became lonely again.

Deng Shentong sighed, held his forehead and said:

"I see. Tell him I'll be right back."

No matter how unwilling he is to face it, this day will always come.