My target is black impermanence

Zou Yu cleared all the obstacles around him, grabbed Shen Hanyang without thinking, but was thrown down heavily the next moment.

His head slammed on the ground, Zou Yu frowned in pain, subconsciously wanted to turn over and sit up, and put his hands on his shoulders to push him down.

At this time, Zou Yu recovered from the sudden dizziness and looked at Shen Hanyang who was pressing on him.

At this moment, Shen Hanyang's eyes were as black as scattered ink, as deep as water in the depths of a glacier, his pale and thin face was expressionless, but his panting breathing showed his struggle.

"Zou Yu... Zou Yu..."

Shen Hanyang murmured his name, each sound was slower and heavier.

Zou Yu tilted his head, and saw behind Shen Hanyang, the palm-sized puppet floating in the air, with some rough carved facial features showing a very mysterious expression.

"Shen Hanyang, wake up."

He tried to raise his hand to wake Shen Hanyang up, but in the next moment, the hand on his shoulder firmly grasped his wrist and pressed him on top of his head.

Zou Yu wanted to turn over and sit up, but Shen Hanyang opened his legs faster than him, and pressed his thighs tightly under his body.

At this moment, Zou Yu was completely imprisoned by Shen Hanyang. He could resist in a more brutal way, but when he saw Shen Hanyang frowning in pain, he couldn't bear to hurt him.

"Zou Yu..."

Shen Hanyang lowered his head and buried his face into the side of his neck, trembling all over his body.

On the side of the waist covered by the clothes, the strand of black silk extending downward gradually spread, like a long vine, winding up from the side of the waist to his abdomen and then to his chest, extending until Shen Hanyang's neck climbed up to him. s face.

Zou Yu was startled, his eyes drooped, and he became shocked and sad.

Shen Hanyang, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well.

"Zou Yu, you smell so good."

A hoarse and dull voice rang in his ears, and the wet touch slid from his earlobe to the side of his neck.

In the past, when they were rubbing each other's ears, Shen Hanyang liked to kiss him the most.

Zou Yu struggled for a while, then closed his eyes and turned his head obediently.

The sharp canine teeth bit the side of his neck, and Shen Hanyang trembled more and more on his body.

It was as if something inside him was fighting against his will.

Shen Hanyang's mouth was full of blood, and the sweet smell from his neck tempted him to move, but this was not his original will. Shen Hanyang would never do this to Zou Yu with a strong purpose of harm.

"It's fun."

Hoarse laughter came from above his head, Zou Yu opened his eyes, and met a pair of eyes in the black mist.

His eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "You have already planned today, polluting Shen Hanyang's body step by step, and then sacrificing your own power to lie dormant in his body. Once Shen Hanyang's defense line is lowered, he will be killed You're invading."

The puppet in mid-air evoked a smile, as if it was proud or mocking.

"But isn't this the result of your laissez-faire?"

Zou Yu's eyes sank, he turned his gaze away and did not speak.

Rough and piercing laughter sounded low, those blood-red eyes looked straight at Zou Yu, and his deliberate tone was like the sharpest arrow.

"Zou Yu, now you can stop all of this, kill him, and everything can be terminated."

Before Zou Yu could answer, the voice that was so cold that it could pierce the bones came along with the low-pitched laughter.

"Oh, I forgot, you are reluctant."

Zou Yu's hands were clenched into fists, and his tightly pursed lips were pale.

The stabbing pain in his neck made him tense, and the sharp teeth seemed to pass through his penis and pierce his soul.

He knew that this was the purpose of greed.

"Zou Yu, once you have a weakness, you can't win."

The illusory voice fell silent in the arrogant laughter.

Zou Yu broke out in a cold sweat, and the pain of tearing his soul hit again.

Shen Hanyang's teeth were creaking, he was panting heavily, his eyes flickered back and forth in the black and ordinary people.

"Zou Yu, I'm in pain."

The pain that was about to explode made him grit his teeth. The extremely deep desire and desire seemed to be firmly controlled by a thread, but the will to not want to hurt Zou Yu was stubbornly resisting.

His body seemed to be split in half, tearing him apart.

At this moment, greed is assimilating him and invading his consciousness. Shen Hanyang has only two outcomes, either he obeys the desire of greed, or he is corroded and perishes by greed in pain.

Zou Yu looked up at him, raised his head slightly and kissed the corner of his blood-stained lips.

"Shen Hanyang, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

After finishing speaking, Zou Yu stopped resisting completely, a trace of red mist slowly emerged from the bitten neck, and Shen Hanyang's eyes completely darkened.

He bent down, licked Zou Yu's neck, and said in the most gentle voice, "Zou Yu, can I eat you?"

And Zou Yu responded to him with the most gentle tone.

"can."

The pain of soul tearing caused Zou Yu to convulse uncontrollably. The hand held by Shen Hanyang opened and closed again, and his nails became longer and dyed red unconsciously.

The short black hair also gradually grew longer from the temples to red.

Zou Yu could see that his soul was scattered into the surrounding black mist through Shen Hanyang's bite.

The black mist was joyfully turbulent, and the powerful soul strengthened the power of greed, making up for the power lost by greed to Shen Hanyang.

Zou Yu looked straight up at the sky, and in the extreme pain, a very shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Greedy thinks his calculations are very good, but a long time ago, he didn't want Shen Hanyang to be a container.

Under the instinct of greed, greed will not understand.

Poppies are delicious, but poisonous.

He waits for that day.

……

The sunlight coming in through the cracks in the window was not warm, but the glaring light made the drowsy person frowned uncomfortably.

Shen Hanyang raised his hand tiredly and heavily, trying to block the light in front of his eyes, only when he moved, did he realize that there was a flexible body under him, and there was a light fishy-sweet smell in his mouth.

He froze, and everything that happened last night came to his mind messily.

The body is one step ahead of the consciousness.

Before he sorted out all his thoughts, he had already looked at the pale Zou Yu below him.

He touched Zou Yu's face tremblingly, and slowly touched the wound on the side of his neck.

At this moment, the delicate and white skin was bitten and bloody, and the conspicuous teeth marks were crazy and deep.

Shen Hanyang turned over and rolled off Zou Yu's body, his eyes were dazed and at a loss, self-blame, remorse, pain, and recalling all the memories were like sharp knives piercing his heart.

Zou Yu's words still vaguely echoed in his ears.

"Shen Hanyang, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

He held his head and let out a painful roar, the sense of powerlessness that he felt useless finally reached its peak at this moment.

Where he couldn't see, the black silk stretching up from his neck climbed up his face with a touch of dark red, winding all the way to the corner of his eyes.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen!"

There was an anxious knock on the door outside.

The Zheng family didn't know what was going on inside, but they didn't dare to rush in for fear of causing trouble. A group of people waited outside until it was bright and no one came out, so they turned around in a hurry.

There was no response from inside, and after quite a while, Patriarch Zheng couldn't help but want someone to open the door, only to see the closed door was opened.

Shen Hanyang hugged the unconscious Zou Yu and walked out facing the sun. The dark red pattern extending from his neck to the corners of his eyes was illuminated by the light, adding a touch of wild gloom to him.

Everyone was shocked, especially when they saw the horrific wound on the side of Zou Yu's neck, they were so frightened that they couldn't speak.

It was Patriarch Zheng who stood up and said, "Mr. Shen, I don't know what's inside..."

Shen Hanyang's eyes moved slightly, and the eyes that often smiled were dark and deep at this time, Patriarch Zheng was slightly taken aback, as if overnight, a huge change had taken place in the bright and smiling young man in front of him.

"Mr. Zheng, please don't worry. She's fine. However, Mrs. Zheng's body is damaged and she still needs to recuperate. After a few days, she will be back to normal."

After Shen Hanyang finished speaking, he hugged Zou Yu and left.

The Zheng family opened their mouths, and looked at the silent back of Shen Hanyang, who had not yet asked the question, and turned it into a sentence: "I will send you to leave."

"Need not."

Patriarch Zheng stared at Shen Hanyang's back, frowning slightly, Zheng Ya'an looked at the hall and let out an exclamation.

Attracted by her movement, everyone looked over, only to find that the old puppet was gradually scorched black in the blue and white flames, and finally turned into ashes.

……

All the way back to the villa, the bloody smell in his mouth stimulated his taste buds all the time, as if he could still feel the touch when he bit Zou Yu's neck.

He lowered his head, pursing his lips into a line.

How on earth could he do such a cruel thing with such a gentle voice back then.

The depression that was squeezed in his heart gradually turned into a rage that could not be vented. He was deeply trapped in his own emotions and couldn't extricate himself. The slightly receding pattern began to climb and extend gradually.

"Um……"

It wasn't until Zou Yu gave a painful cry that Shen Hanyang suddenly recovered and looked at him quickly.

But Zou Yu just frowned, not sober.

Shen Hanyang sighed, he let go of his clenched fist, carried Zou Yu into the bathroom, and scrubbed Zou Yu patiently and meticulously in the bathtub filled with water.

While holding the towel, he accidentally saw his bare, naked body in the mirror, and he froze on the spot.

At this moment, he saw the strange dark red pattern on his body.

It extends from his waist down to his hipbone, and up along his waistline up his chest to his chin.

The winding traces looked like growing dark red vines, black and red intertwined, occupying nearly half of his body.

He touched his neck, the skin didn't have any bumps, as if these things had grown from his flesh and blood.

wrong.

He felt an extremely full feeling, as if there was a powerful force in his body, no longer the overdraft feeling that he would lose his ghost energy due to injury.

The current body seems to be his body, not the emptiness dominated by ghost energy like before.

……

Shen Hanyang didn't know what the strange patterns on his body were, so he ignored them for the time being.

After cleaning Zou Yu, the trauma on Zou Yu's neck has healed.

But he knew where Zou Yu was really hurt.

Zou Yu fell asleep and didn't know when he would wake up. During this period, the company called, but Shen Hanyang didn't answer. He just stayed by Zou Yu's bed, neither eating nor drinking.

Until one night, Zou Yu gently opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

Seeing Zou Yu's apathetic look, Shen Hanyang held his breath, lay down on the bed cautiously, and said softly, "Zou Yu."

The other party rolled his eyes extremely slowly, and then opened his mouth to respond: "Shen Hanyang..."

Zou Yu's words shattered his heart, which seemed to be out of breath under the weight of the boulder, and made his heart sore and soft.

He pursed his lips, his throat was rough and hoarse, and he almost let out a choked sob.

But no matter how much he wanted to say, looking at Zou Yu's pale look at this time, it only turned into self-blame that was hard to utter.

He clutched his trouser legs tightly, and after a while, he leaned over and hugged each other gently.

It seems that it was only such a hug, and he also paid a lot of courage.

Zou Yu slowly raised his arms to hug him, and rubbed against his arms with his eyes closed.

Feeling Zou Yu's attachment, he couldn't help but hug him a little tighter.

Neither of them spoke, only their bodies kept approaching.

Shen Hanyang didn't say the useless "I'm sorry".

Zou Yu didn't explain or ask too much.

They respect each other, love each other, and have compassion for each other.

All the silent affection was scattered in the air.

It's just that Zou Yu didn't see Shen Hanyang's gradually darkening eyes.

……

The damage to Zou Yu's soul this time was worse than the last time he took the initiative to strip his soul.

Shen Hanyang once proposed to return the bell around his neck, but Zou Yu firmly refused.

During this period, the two of them didn't go anywhere, Zou Yu was temporarily unable to move, and Shen Hanyang stayed with him at home.

Only occasionally when dreaming back at midnight, Shen Hanyang would suddenly look at himself in the mirror.

The mark has receded from the chin to the collarbone, and it will not be exposed when wearing clothes.

But Shen Hanyang felt that these things seemed to have vitality, taking root in his flesh and blood every day.

That night, he began to look at his half-naked self in the mirror again. He touched his waist and followed the traces inch by inch. His drooping face was blocked by broken hair. There is a touch of mystery.

"Shen Hanyang."

Zou Yu stood behind him, looking at him calmly, only with a hint of worry in those eyes.

Shen Hanyang didn't look back, but whispered, "Zou Yu, do you know what this is?"

"I know."

Zou Yu knew, but didn't continue.

Shen Hanyang looked at himself and Zou Yu in front of each other in the mirror, and said calmly: "I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never succeeded in anything. Everyone thinks that I don't care. Yes, I really don't care. Because there is nothing worthy of my care, but I also had a moment when I wanted to stand in front of you and be your hero."

Zou Yu pursed his lips. He walked behind Shen Hanyang, glanced at the strange marks on his body, and then gently looked away.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he said softly: "Shen Hanyang..."

Shen Hanyang smoothed the hair hanging from his forehead to the back of his head, revealing his complete face.

"I'm not one to take revenge, but I'll always keep it in my heart."

Hearing what Shen Hanyang said, Zou Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Don't confront Greed head-on, you are not his opponent."

Shen Hanyang's eyes darkened, and the pattern on his body began to spread upward from the collarbone.

He touched his face and said in a low voice: "It makes me feel like I'm different. I can feel that my body not only has the ghost aura you left me, but also other things exist."

Zou Yu frowned hesitantly, but looking at Shen Hanyang with an unclear expression in the mirror, he decided to tell him, even though he didn't know at this moment, what choice Shen Hanyang would make in the future.

"Now your body not only has ghost energy, but also part of the remnant soul of greed, and... a trace of my soul, greed has not broken your willpower and turned you into a puppet, so his part of the remnant soul now exists in your body."

Having said that, Zou Yu paused, Shen Hanyang looked at him sideways, and asked softly, "Huh? Why don't you say anything."

"Shen Hanyang, you must guard yourself. Now you can be invaded by greed at will. You have only two results. Either you completely lose consciousness and become a puppet of greed, or you will be stained with the sin of greed and absorb his remnant soul. , become the world's first evil spirit."

The corner of Shen Hanyang's mouth curled into a very shallow arc, and he muttered to himself: "Is the fierce spirit very strong, can it kill greed?"

"I do not know."

Zou Yu shook his head.

But no matter what, he didn't want Shen Hanyang to take these two paths, no matter which one he took, the result would be bad.

On the day when he retires, he will tell Bai Yi to take him to the underworld. Now there are not many greedy parts in Shen Hanyang's body, and his sins are not deep. He only needs to stay in the underworld for a while, and he will He can go to reincarnation, or return to his yang, and start his life anew.

It's just that Zou Yu didn't know that when Shen Hanyang woke up and saw him who was motionless and pale, he was almost swallowed up by the momentary black emotion.

"Zou Yu, I want to protect you."

Shen Hanyang looked at the person in the mirror, and met his eyes with the dark eyes inside.

Zou Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly, hugged Shen Hanyang's waist from behind, and said softly, "Thank you."

Shen Hanyang rolled his eyes, and the gray emotions faded away like a tide. He turned around and hugged Zou Yu.

Zou Yu was startled, and subconsciously put his arms around his neck, wrapping his legs around his waist.

This is the first time that Shen Hanyang hugged him in such a strong and ambiguous posture.

Zou Yu blushed a little at the closeness of each other's bodies, not to mention that this posture was like Shen Hanyang holding a child.

"you you……"

Zou Yu didn't know what to say when he was nervous.

Shen Hanyang smiled, carried him to the bedroom, and said casually: "I didn't realize that the boss is so light before. After hugging him once, I became addicted."

Shen Hanyang didn't let go when he was hugged to the bedroom. Instead, he supported Zou Yu's buttocks and turned his head up, which made Zou Yu hug his neck even harder.

He couldn't help laughing, and sat on the edge of the bed with someone in his arms, letting Zou Yu straddle him.

Zou Yu was a little afraid to look into his eyes, but this posture made him at a loss, not knowing where to put his gaze.

Because when he raised his eyes, what he saw was Shen Hanyang's naked upper body.

Shen Hanyang narrowed his eyes and smiled, leaned into Zou Yu's ear and said, "Does this pose look like the one we played that day..."

Zou Yu's face flushed red, and his memory instantly returned to his presumptuous self that day.

"To shut up!"

He gritted his teeth and glared at Shen Hanyang, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't have any strength, and instead blushed a little bit of anger.

The smile on Shen Hanyang's face deepened, he tightened his strength, and Zou Yu immediately pressed against him.

"In the middle of the night, lonely and widowed, with this posture, why not..."

"Shen Hanyang!"

"Huh? If you get closer to me, it won't hurt so much."

"Um……"

"That's good, then come a little closer, okay?"

"it is good……"

Shen Hanyang had Zou Yu's remnant soul hanging on his body, and with a trace of soul lingering in his body, when Zou Yu approached him, the pain of tearing the soul would be relieved.

but……

"As if it wasn't close enough."

"Well……"

"Help, untie the belt."

"You...you come by yourself..."

"But if I let go, you'll fall."

"..."

"Ok?"

"Don't...don't move..."

The moon outside hid in the clouds and mist, not daring to look at those two shameless people through the window with the curtains wide open.

……

Zou Yu recovered very slowly, but from the outside, he was no different from a normal person.

But only he himself knows that the feeling of incomplete soul has been affecting him all the time.

I don't know when the next action will be, but Zou Yu is ready for that day.

The past few days were probably Shen Hanyang's happiest days, because Zou Yu, who had always been expressionless and calm in front of outsiders, was very attached to him, almost never leaving him for a moment.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, they are still bosses and subordinates who have a scandalous relationship.

But only Shen Hanyang knew what the shy Zou Yu's little expressions and movements represented.

For example, now, Zou Yu was negotiating business with the client opposite, but he quietly moved towards him, until the arms of the two of them touched inadvertently, and the corners of Zou Yu's mouth showed a relaxed arc.

Shen Hanyang smiled.

He knew that Zou Yu's soul might be severely damaged, to the point where he needed to stick close to him to feel the remnant soul, but Zou Yu, who was introverted and tenacious, would never make such a move to get close to him because of these pains. Yu own wishes.

Of course, in Shen Hanyang's eyes, he automatically attributed it to Zou Yu liking him more and more and becoming more and more inseparable from him.

"I trust Mr. Zou, so we will have a happy cooperation."

Zou Yu stood up and shook hands with the other person. When the client left and the meeting room was empty, Shen Hanyang sat on the chair and asked casually, "What business are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking business."

Zou Yu looked at the document in his hand, taking every word seriously.

Shen Hanyang turned the office chair, put his hands behind his head, and asked lazily: "Then what are you talking about?"

"Foundation, Han Yang Foundation."

Shen Hanyang paused as he turned the chair. He looked at Zou Yu, frowned and asked, "Charity?"

Zou Yu nodded with a smile.

He froze for a moment, a little unexpected.

"You...why did you set up the Han Yang Foundation, or the Zou Yu Foundation."

Zou Yu smiled and said nothing.

It's just that the face facing the sun looks very warm.

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