Yesterday was like Death

Before Xi Zonghe was about to come back, he said he wanted to watch the sunrise and went to the snow mountain to watch the sunrise.I thought it was driving up a snow-capped mountain, slowly waiting for the sun to rise in the car, and watching it go down the mountain for half an hour at most.As a result, he took me to Nepal to climb the tenth highest peak in the world and hiked among the mountains for fifteen days.

In half a month, we climbed from one mountain peak to another, slowly transitioning from low altitude to high altitude, and finally climbed to the highest peak with an altitude of more than 8000 meters.For the sake of safety and Xi Zonghe's health, we hired a guide and a porter.

At that time, my English was not very good, and I could only understand a small amount of vocabulary. The work of communicating with others generally fell on Xi Zonghe.This also caused, during which I tried countless times to tell them to turn back and go down the mountain, but no one listened to me at all.

Xi Zonghe's leg recovered and he was able to walk. The doctor said that he was recovering well.But mountaineering is an extremely physical exercise, and it also takes a lot of damage to the knees, not to mention the fact that you will eventually have to go up to a high altitude of 8000 meters.

On the tenth day, we went up to 6000 meters. I was fine, but Xi Zonghe had already suffered from hypoxia.

"Mr. Xi, 6000 meters is enough, shall we go back?"

He was sitting on a big rock, with a portable oxygen cylinder given to him by the guide covering his mouth and nose, and his voice was hoarse.

"I want to climb up." He lowered his eyes and gave me a word.

However, after serving him for two years, I have gradually figured out his character, and this sentence is enough.

I squatted in front of him, speechless for a moment, wishing I could knock him unconscious and carry him down the mountain.Where can I not watch the sunrise, so I have to come here to suffer?

"Since you insist, then continue to climb." He paid the money, he is the boss, I only have to obey orders, there is no room for comment, "But if you have any discomfort, you must say it."

He nodded and said he got it.

Better to really know.I was worried, and after he used up his tank of oxygen, I threw my tank to him.

For a delicate flower like Xi Zonghe, the harsher the environment, the more fragile and fragile he will be.On the contrary, my kind of dogtail grass that grows against the wind adapts well, and it is not afraid of wind and rain.

On the evening of Day No. 14, we arrived at the last camp.

At an altitude of 8000 meters, because the food is difficult to cook, I can only eat vegetarian food.Xi Zonghe didn't like to eat, so he put down the spoon after only a few mouthfuls.At night, the mountain wind howled, and it was so cold that people's brains hurt.The two of us shared a tent and slept in our own sleeping bags.Maybe because of the altitude, I couldn't sleep, and I turned my head to look at Xi Zonghe's face in the dark.

He might not be able to sleep well either, his brows were tightly frowned, and his body was still shaking faintly.

Why do you have to come here to watch the sunrise?His body should never have come here.The thinking of these rich people is really incomprehensible, spending money to buy sin.

I leaned against him, next to him, hoping to pass my body temperature over.I don't know if my method worked, but he gradually stopped trembling, and his eyebrows relaxed a little bit.

I didn't sleep much, and when the tent lighted up a little the next day, I woke up completely.I got out of the sleeping bag, and because I was afraid that Xi Zonghe would be cold, I even covered him with my own sleeping bag.

Outside the tent is the cold and fresh air. A round of orange-red morning sun slowly rises from the mist, and the light shines on the snow-capped mountains, forming the light and shadow like an oil painting.

I couldn't wait to turn around and call Xi Zonghe. When I opened the tent, he got up too.

"Come on!" I reached out to him.

He looked at my hand, then at me, and just when I couldn't help but urge him, he finally passed his hand over and I grabbed it.

I excitedly pulled him out of the tent, pointed to the rapidly rising sun and said, "This is the sunrise you want to see." All the complaints and dislikes disappeared at this moment, and I couldn't help admiring, "What a nice view."

It's really beautiful, stunning beauty.The magnificence of nature makes me have to surrender to it.

"It's really beautiful." A low voice echoed from behind.

I turned my head when I heard the words, and met Xi Zonghe's eyes.

He let go of my hand and walked a few steps forward, overlooking the mountains in the distance.Under the reflection of the rising sun, the whole person seemed to be glowing.

"I will take back what I have lost." He looked down at the empty palm, tightened it tightly suddenly, and then looked at me with burning eyes, "I will climb up no matter how I fall."

At that moment, I suddenly understood the meaning of this trip, he wanted to tell the world - he will eventually return to the top of the mountains.

"Hey, wake up!"

Feeling in a daze that someone was slapping my face, I blocked it with my arm, opened my eyes sleepily, and found that Xi Zonghe had his shirt open and his pants unzipped, just sitting beside me and looking at me casually.

"I only have a show in the afternoon, so I don't need to get up early..." I turned over and faced him with my bare back.

"Who asked you this." Xi Zonghe "tsk" impatiently, wanting to break my shoulder, I hugged the pillow and refused to turn over.

In the end, he had no choice but to let go.

I thought he had given up, and was just about to fall asleep again, when the back of his neck was caught off guard, and he began to knead it moderately.

Xi Zonghe took a bite there last night, it doesn't matter if you don't touch it, it will itch if you touch it.

Not only did he look back in age, but even his sexual fetishes on the bed had changed. It seemed that he especially liked this position like a mating beast now.Grab the nape of the neck, leaving your own breath and marks, as if swearing some kind of sovereignty.

I snorted and pushed his hand: "Don't rub..."

He patted it away with the other hand, clasped my wrist on the bed, and at the same time put most of his body weight on it, making me unable to move on the bed.

"Where's my painting?" He pressed me, and his strong heartbeat was transmitted through the touching skin, like a melodious drum.

"What is your painting?"

"It's the painting you gave me, the sunflower you gave me on my birthday." He squeezed my wrist tightly, "I gave it back to you."

As soon as he did it, I woke up completely.

He actually used such an elegant word "return". If I remember correctly, he used "lose" at that time.

"It's broken, I threw it away."

"You threw it away?" He suddenly raised his voice, his tone full of disbelief, "You actually threw away my painting?"

His grip on my neck suddenly increased, and I couldn't help but let out a low cry, and he immediately let go again.

The bed moved slightly, and I felt the shackles on my body withdraw, so I didn't look over my head.I saw him putting on his clothes silently, his face was cold, and there was a low air pressure all over his body that could not be ignored.

I followed him until he was fully clothed and he was the shining star before he was an adult.

"I can draw you another..."

He paused almost imperceptibly when he heard the words, and then continued as if he didn't care.

I lay on the bed and supported my head with my hands: "But if you want me to see our child, it can't be just a glance, at least 10 minutes or more."

He raised his eyelids and looked at me: "That's it?"

"this one."

He stared at me for a long while, and without saying a last word, he turned around and walked away in a big stride, the door closing sounded extremely ear-splitting.But I thought, this probably means helpless compromise... right?

Zhao Qingya didn't know if Gu Chong left or had other plans, she didn't show up on the set for a week, and when she came back, I had to fly to the island to record the show the next day.

Wearing make-up in a hurry, she came back to the hotel and knocked on my door. As soon as she entered, she asked me to lock the door, saying that she would share big gossip with me.

I can see that she really treats me like a girlfriend.

"It would be bad if others saw you coming out of my room..."

She interrupted me with a finger: "My sister doesn't care about those things. Nothing can stop me from sharing gossip with you."

I was overwhelmed by her spirit, sat on the sofa and asked her how the earth-shattering gossip made her so excited.

She licked her lips, nervously took out her phone from her bag, and clicked on a certain app.

"I installed a bug on Lao Rong."

I didn't understand what she was talking about for a moment, but when I realized it, I was shocked and almost jumped up from the sofa.

"Are you crazy? This... this is a crime."

Zhao Qingya waved her hands hastily: "Hey! How can wiretapping between lovers be called wiretapping? I'm Cha Gang!" She pressed the "Remote Listening" button and made a "shh" gesture, "I don't He won't find out about the recording. I asked his assistant today that he probably didn't have a schedule tonight, but he told me that he had asked Fang Sheng's boss for dinner, so there must be something wrong with it."

I want to remind her that we are now committing a crime together. Just as I was about to speak, there was already a voice on the phone, and it was too late for me to cover my ears.

"You and her have lied to me for so long..."

Rong Shen's voice sounded, accompanied by some strange background sounds, like someone's moaning, but the moaning sounded like a man's.

"Fuck, it turned out to be a male goblin!" Zhao Qingya scolded through gritted teeth.

Why is this voice familiar?

Before I could think about it, Rong Shen spoke again.

"If you hadn't leaked the word, I wouldn't even know I have a son. No wonder you hate me so much. The woman you love is mine for the first time, and the first child is also mine. Are you angry?"

The sound of sticky water presents a slow frequency, one after another, each time will force the man to moan unbearably.

"Fuck... your mother!"

"The mouth is still quite hard." Rong Shen seemed to have done something, causing the other party to scream in pain, "Not only did you force Yingxue to death, you made my son recognize a thief as his father, and you asked him to help you raise your daughter. Tell me , how can I repay what you have done all these years?"

"Ah... what did you smell to me? It's so hot... so itchy... help... help!"

Rong Shen's voice was panting slightly: "A little RUSH can turn you into a slut who just wants to be fucked to death by men. Look, your water has wet the bed..."

"Bitch...you are all sluts!" the man roared, as if he had been driven crazy by desire.

Suddenly there was a loud applause, and Rong Shen said in a low voice, full of malice: "The real bitch is biting my dick right now!"

"Gu Yuanli, the humiliation you inflicted on me and our Rong family in the past, I will repay you double!"

"What are you, worthy of my son calling you father?"

The man seemed to be unconscious, and he could only murmur the same sentence over and over again: "Bitch... you are all... ah... bitch..."

The shaking of the bed became more and more intense, there was no longer any abuse, but more gasps and growls full of desire.

Zhao Qingya and I sat on the sofa in a daze, staring at the mobile phone in front of us, being shocked by what we heard.

She rushed over to close the software, and sealed all those obscene and penetrating screams in the phone.

"Tang...Tangtang..." She looked at me with a pale face.

I also looked back at her, and said dryly, "This can't be...is it your prank?"

It's fine that Gu Yuanli was imprisoned and raped by Rong Shen, but what kind of magical script is it that Rong Shen became my biological father?

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Scumbag and Rong Shen are not CPs and have no love. Just like Jiang Mu being SM by an old man, they are just humiliating play. Except for the main CP in this article is Chang Peifeng, the rest are Begonia styles.