Xiyang Mourning

Zheng Yang was sitting in the office processing documents, but he couldn't concentrate. Zheng Yang thought of the stark contrast between the master's indifference towards him and the gentleness towards that aunt in the past half a month since that unpleasantness, and he I feel like a knife is twisting my heart.

Zheng Yang frowned and looked at the document in front of him. Every word in it became "Apologize and admit your mistake". He couldn't help thinking, if he confessed his mistake about Ye Yu, would the master forgive him?

He doesn't ask for the gentleness of his master, he just asks for the master not to be there and pretend that he doesn't exist.

Thinking that the master would look at him and see his own existence, he couldn't help the thoughts in his heart spread.

More than half a month of indifference is enough, and this time of disobedience is enough, any persistence, any idea can be discarded, as long as... his master is willing to take care of him, as long as his master no longer ignores his existence. up.

Even though he was thinking this way, the document that Zheng Yang was holding in his hand had been grasped and deformed, and his hands also burst out with blue veins.

All these are showing the owner's anxiety and unwillingness, and under such unwillingness, Zheng Yang couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and called Cheng Xi's number, looked at the name "mylover" on the screen of the mobile phone, and smiled laugh.

This is his secret and also his salvation. Zheng Yang caressed the name, his fingers touched the dial button again and again, but he retracted it again and again.

Zheng Yang didn't know what he was hesitating about, but he knew clearly that he wouldn't tolerate Cheng Xi being around other people, obviously he just needed to tell a little lie and admit his mistake, but he couldn't do it.

It seems that as long as he admits he is wrong, then he is really wrong, and he has no reason to drive away those annoying people around his master.

When Zheng Yang was hesitating and struggling, Qinglin outside the office did not know when he came to the door, just quietly looking at the opaque door, the emotions on his face were constantly changing, and finally regained his calm, but There were signs of a storm in that calm.

I don't know how long it took, when Qinglin's mobile phone received a text message, he smiled, and disappeared after a moment.

Qing Lin stared at the door of Zheng Yang's office again, then turned around slowly and left there.

Qing Lin returned to his office, put his cell phone on the table, and quietly looked at the cell phone with a black screen, as if he was waiting for another text message or call.

And on the other side of the city, in a villa, a man stood by the sofa and looked at the unconscious person above, then slowly squatted down and stared carefully at the person in front of him.

Because of the backlight, he couldn't see his expression clearly. He stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch the man's face, but for some reason he withdrew his hand again.

And the retracted hand clenched into a fist, he suppressed his emotions, got up and picked up the photo on the coffee table next to him, took out the lighter in his clothes, and slowly watched the photo in his hand become distorted under the flames, finally disappear.

And before those photos disappeared completely, Cheng Xi's face could be faintly seen printed on the distorted photos.

Looking at the ashes on the coffee table, he turned and walked upstairs, entered the room, and waited for someone to arrive.

On the other side, Zheng Yang finally put down his phone in frustration, it will be a few days, just a few days.

Zheng Yang propped his hands on his forehead on the desk in a daze, and after a while he decided to deal with the documents on the desk properly, when the door of his office was suddenly pushed open.

It was Qinglin who was out of breath and anxious, Zheng Yang frowned and looked at Qinglin, "What's going on?" It stands to reason that Qinglin would not lose his composure for no reason.

Qinglin looked at Zheng Yang, walked over eagerly, calmed down for a while before saying, "Master, the person I sent to protect Mr. Cheng said..." Qinglin looked at Zheng Yang whose face was getting darker and darker, and continued "They said Mr. Cheng was missing."

Zheng Yang immediately stood up when he heard this, "It's gone?! I asked you to protect the master, so you just tell me that it's gone?! What are you doing?!" Zheng Yang questioned Qinglin almost in a roaring voice. .

"Because, because Mr. Cheng has been at the villa in the morning, they didn't care that much. Who knows... When they realized something was wrong, there was only the nanny in the villa, and Mr. Cheng had disappeared."

Hearing Qinglin's words, Zheng Yang felt as if he couldn't digest the meaning inside.

Master...is missing?

When Zheng Yang came back to his senses, he grabbed the documents on the table and threw them at Qing Lin.

"Why don't you go find it soon?!"

"Yes, my lord." Qing Lin left the office almost immediately.

Zheng Yang looked at Qinglin's leaving figure and forced himself to calm down.

It would be fine if the master went out by himself, but... the people who protect him don't know, if they were...

"No, it won't...it won't." Zheng Yang muttered to himself in a daze.

All of a sudden he slapped himself in the face so hard that if he had called earlier today to apologize to the master for nothing, he would have known the master was missing instead of having someone notify him.

Zheng Yang felt like he was going crazy!

"Master... you must be fine" Otherwise, he doesn't know what he will do, and any factors that threaten the master should be ruled out, no matter who it is!