Xiyang Mourning

Zheng Yang felt pain all over his body, but Cheng Xi's words made him feel that the injuries on his body were not important.

Zheng Yang stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes, and listened carefully to every word he said.It is because of listening so carefully that it hurts so much.

The master said that he decided to stay with him, the master said that he was willing to forgive his past sins, the master said...they had a chance, he had a chance to get the most exciting gift in the world, he had... chance.

Looking at Zheng Yang's distraught expression, Cheng Xi felt the pleasure of revenge.

He is willing to give up the past, but the person in front of him has cut off his path to the future. Now he can only live in the past.

Tortured by his parents' nightmares, washed away by past encounters, and surrounded by guilt towards Qin Haoyu, he has no right to let go of him like this, no more.

Cheng Xi looked at Zheng Yang, and uttered heart-wrenching words.

"Zheng Yang, people's hearts are full of meat. I know your kindness, so I gave you my chance, but that chance was destroyed by you, right?"

No, master, no, the slave didn't mean to, the slave just didn't know, didn't know.

"Zheng Yang, do you know how happy I am when I expect you to know my decision?"

Master...slave is wrong...

"When I found out about Qin Haoyu's death with joy, guess what I thought of?"

"I, I thought of that dream. That you strangled me alive just to be with me."

Zheng Yang couldn't help shaking his head when he heard this.Master, how could a slave, how could he do such a thing!Master, you believe me, I won't, I won't!

"Zheng Yang, your goal has been achieved, Qin Haoyu won't appear in front of me again, he won't hinder you anymore, are you happy?"

Master, the slave doesn't think so, the slave didn't want to kill him.

"If I decide to leave you in the future, you will kill me too, just like Qin Haoyu, won't you?"

Master, don't say it, don't say it.

"No, Master Zheng should not trouble others, but do it yourself, right? Then how do you plan to deal with me and let us be together forever?"

Master stop talking, stop talking.

"Stop talking!!!" Zheng Yang raised his head and roared suddenly with red eyes, his voice was like a dying beast, with a feeling of fear and heartbreak.

Cheng Xi vented her emotions, and suddenly heard Zheng Yang's tearing roar, she was startled, then raised her eyebrows, and a playful and ironic smile appeared in her eyes.

"Why, am I wrong? Don't you think so, or, don't you think so?"

When Cheng Xi's words reached Zheng Yang's ears, Zheng Yang panted heavily to calm down the emotions that seemed to be gushing out of his heart. Hearing such words, Zheng Yang's breath stagnated, and he lowered his head slowly, and Cheng Xi looked coldly at Zheng Yang's silence.

I don't know how long it took before Zheng Yang's subtle voice came slowly.

"Master, the slave really hates and is jealous of Qin Haoyu. I hate him for always attracting your attention, and I'm jealous of how special he is in your heart. But the slave never thought of hurting his life. Really, master, please, believe it slave."

Zheng Yang raised his head halfway through speaking, and looked at Cheng Xi imploringly.After hearing this, Cheng Xi raised his hand and grabbed Zheng Yang's hair, lifted it up fiercely, and said indifferently

"Do you dare to say that Qin Haoyu's death has nothing to do with you? Or do you dare to say that you have never targeted him? After Qin Haoyu gave me the coffee shop, you don't know what you did, or you still pretend that I don't know."

Zheng Yang's conversations with his subordinates can never avoid him, and of course he will hear some things that make him bored or...unhappy.

Zheng Yang endured the pain and looked at Cheng Xi, seeing the mocking expression on his face, not knowing what to say.

Zheng Yang lowered his eyes slowly, unable to see his emotions clearly.The only thing Zheng Yang can think of now is the cognition that makes him panic.

It turns out that the master has always known...

Cheng Xi looked at Zheng Yang's expression with lowered eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and for some reason, the irritability in his heart became stronger, and the strength of his subordinates also increased.

Zheng Yang felt that the hand holding his hair was getting stronger. He looked at Cheng Xi silently, with a self-deprecating and sad smile on his face.

Looking at the smile on Zheng Yang's face, Cheng Xi couldn't deny that she felt distressed, but so what.

Cheng Xi stared into Zheng Yang's eyes, "What? Master Zheng, do you have anything else to say?"

Zheng Yang opened his mouth, even though there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, they just turned into one sentence: "Master, the slave is wrong."