poppy beauty

Shen Mingyang went around the desk and walked slowly towards Ying Shuqing, his steps were very slow, step by step, stepping on the blood-stained oak floor.

His canary was suffering, and his white hands were stained red with blood, and he fell to the ground and gasped in pain.But that pretty face was completely pale, with sweat running down his forehead, wet his half-length hair.

The white sweater he was wearing was also splashed with Zhu Yin, dotted with stars, like red plums and snow falling, a grand scene.

so gorgeous.

Shen Mingyang walked up to Ying Shuqing, looked down at him condescendingly, with a pair of bottomless dark eyes, admiring his pain like a painting appreciating the scenery.

Canary is always disobedient, so the master wants to punish him, as long as it makes him feel pain, he will submit to his master docilely.

How beautiful he is suffering in his own hands, his blood-stained body is like a rose, his pained moan is like a warbler's cry, and when he trembles, he is like a fallen leaf swaying from the sky, helpless Fall into the palm of oneself.

He can only live by himself, but why is he fluttering his wings restlessly in this cage, wanting to escape, want to fly away.

Where can a canary go?He can only inhabit his own domain.

Shen Mingyang squatted down slowly in front of Ying Shuqing, stretched out his hand to caress his trembling body, his voice was as deep as Kui Ye:

"Shuqing, where are you going to leave me? This is your home, and I'm your husband. You can only stay here and guard me, understand?"

"You have to be good, you have to be obedient."

Shen Mingyang's tone was calm and his voice was gentle, as if nothing had happened, he was talking to his beloved.But his eyes were cold, ruthless and arrogant.

Ying Shuqing struggled to get up from the ground, dripping with cold sweat, and his bleeding right hand trembled involuntarily.He dodged Shen Mingyang's outstretched hand, and sat halfway against the desk, with countless tears on his face and bloodshot eyes.

"my husband?"

The pain in my right hand was so painful that I lost consciousness, as if it had been torn off, but it didn't feel too painful.Ying Shuqing looked at Shen Mingyang coldly, and twitched the corner of his mouth to let out a sneer.

"Yes, my husband sent me to someone else's bed and asked me to be good and obedient."

Ying Shuqing's face was pale, and there was only a smear of red on his lips. Although he looked very embarrassed, he revealed a kind of weak and soft beauty.Ying Shuqing's words stimulated Shen Mingyang, causing the other party's expression to suddenly become fierce, and he grabbed his front collar suddenly, and dragged him to his eyes.

"Ying Shuqing! It's been five years since that incident! I've admitted my mistakes, and I've made up for them! These old accounts! How long are you going to turn over?!"

"Because I can't forget it." Ying Shuqing smiled coldly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. "How could it be possible to forget?"

"The pain of being deeply betrayed by my lover, the pain of being stripped naked and humiliated, I will never forget it in my life."

Ying Shuqing's right hand was hanging down feebly, the pen was still stuck straight on the back of his hand, and blood was constantly dripping out.He raised his left hand with difficulty, and tremblingly grabbed Shen Mingyang's hand that was holding the collar, and pulled it several times to no avail, leaving bloodstains on it.

Shen Mingyang didn't speak, but looked at him sullenly, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his eyes were red with anger.And Ying Shuqing sneered again, and said:

"Shen Mingyang, in fact, you can't forget it, right? You know that I hate you, you always know that I hate you."

"That's why in the past five years, you have tried every means to torture and abuse me, because you are afraid that one day I will leave you and run away so far that you will never find me again."

Ying Shuqing's eyes widened suddenly, like frost, snow and rain, suddenly hitting Shen Mingyang's body.He wanted to make Shen Mingyang suffer, he wanted to dig out the shell of his bluff, and expose his most shady part to the scorching white sun.

He yelled at Shen Mingyang:

"You used brutal means to make me submit to you, to be your pet, to be good, to be obedient. In the end, you were just afraid of losing me!"

"Shen Mingyang! You are a coward, a complete coward!"

Shen Mingyang was poked to the sore spot, like a tiger whose tail was trampled on.

"Enough! Stop talking!"

He flew into a rage, threw Ying Shuqing away angrily, slapped him in the face, and made him fall to the ground on a crooked body again.

"Ying Shuqing! I have explained it to you over and over again! I am also forced by the situation! It is my last resort! If there is no such money! The Shen family will be finished! I will go bankrupt! I will lose everything I have. everything! I shall be poor! Poor to be despised!"

"Why don't you think about me! I'm your husband! Shen's is our home! Don't you want to watch it collapse?! I have to keep it! Keep it at all costs!"

"I gave you a rich and superior material life, why can't you make this little sacrifice for me?!"

Ying Shuqing fell to the ground, watching Shen Mingyang roaring hysterically in front of him, he once again experienced the deep sense of despair five years ago, as if his body was covered by mud, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he struggled. Lose.

He actually loved this man?

He even exchanged rings with this man, and wants to spend his whole life with him.

"Hahahahahaha..."

The heart in my chest ached again.

The heart that I thought had been numb and dry for a long time unexpectedly developed tiny cracks, and blood seeped out.

Ying Shuqing laughed out of pain, his cold voice was dry and piercing, and the despair spread out, even the air began to tremble.

After laughing, he couldn't help crying again. Tears gushed out of his eyes like a dike, and big drops fell on the floor, mixing with the blood splattered on it before, turning pale pink.

What makes him sad is not the heartache, but the sudden memory of Mount Rigi, the sudden memory of Lucerne, the sudden memory of——

Every place I've been to with Shen Mingyang.

They embraced under the moonlit night, kissed under the flower tree, and lingered endlessly in the tent facing the Milky Way.

The past is as vivid as yesterday.

So all of that is real, just like the pain he is enduring now, it is extremely real.

It was Shen Mingyang who destroyed his truth, it was Shen Mingyang who cruelly obliterated his truth.

Ying Shuqing was crying, trembling, curled up slightly, like a helpless wanderer, but Shen Mingyang was startled by his sobbing, looked down at him, his anger was extinguished by his tears.

Shen Mingyang walked over, knelt on the ground and hugged Ying Shuqing in his arms, and wiped away the hot and rolling tears on his face with his fingertips.

"Shuqing, what are you sad about? Don't cry, don't cry, okay?"

Shen Mingyang leaned over to kiss Ying Shuqing, drawing his tears into his heart.

"Are you obedient and obedient? Just like before, attach to me, obey me, and I will treat you well. When all the old people in the Shen family die, I will give you the property and shares. What do you want? It's all for you."

"Don't leave me, I'll give you whatever you want, don't leave me, okay?"

Shen Mingyang hugged Ying Shuqing tightly, as if he wanted to embed him in his body. He stroked his cheeks with his hands over and over again, trying to wipe away the sadness from his face.

But Ying Shuqing looked at him with empty eyes, moved his lips, and spoke with difficulty in a hoarse voice.

"What I want...you can never give it to me...because you have destroyed it with your own hands..."

"It was you who killed him... you killed that... the lover I once... used to regard as my life..."

Ying Shuqing's voice was inaudible, and Shen Mingyang couldn't hear it clearly, so he asked him with narrow eyebrows: "What did you say?"

"I say……"

Ying Shuqing tried to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes slowly gathered, the eyes wet with sweat and tears shone brightly, as beautiful as amber.

He moved quietly just now, pulled out the pen from the back of his hand, and tightly held it in his left hand that was still strong.

"I said... I want you..."

A smile bloomed on Ying Shuqing's pale face, bright and brilliant, extremely charming, like a flower moistened by rain and dew.

He smiled and said to Shen Mingyang: "I want you..."

"I want you to die with him...!!!"

Before the words fell completely, Ying Shuqing, who was panting weakly in Shen Mingyang's arms, suddenly burst out with the last strength of his body. He suddenly threw Shen Mingyang to the ground, straddled him, and pointed the blood-stained pen at his left lateral carotid artery.

At this moment, Ying Shuqing's mind was empty and foggy, he didn't think about anything, he just wanted to kill Shen Mingyang.

He wanted Shen Mingyang to die, and wanted this demon to return to his purgatory.

However, he was too weak, the pen pierced straight but missed the point, and Shen Mingyang turned his head to avoid it.

Ying Shuqing missed the opportunity and fell into Shen Mingyang's hands again. At this moment, Shen Mingyang suddenly turned over, grabbed the pen from the opponent's hand and threw it into the distance, stood up, and kicked Ying Shuqing's stomach hard. kicked.

"Ying Shuqing! You actually want my life?!"

Ying Shuqing was kicked by Shen Mingyang to the desk, her back bumped into the hard table legs, and her body almost fell apart.

He was bleeding all the time, his body gradually became cold, and his consciousness began to blur. His eyelids were pressed by an invisible force and slowly covered.Just when there was only a crack left in his vision, he saw the metal buckle on Shen Mingyang's black leather shoes flashing in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, someone began to kick and beat his body, shoulders, chest, lower abdomen, and lower body. Different parts had different pains.After that, those pains gradually condensed together, turning into stones and mountains, pressing heavily on his body.

When Ying Shuqing was about to lose consciousness, he felt like a puddle of mud, his body limp, sinking continuously, into the darkness, into the abyss.

But Shu Yan's face suddenly flashed across his consciousness at this moment, causing his bruised body to twitch suddenly as if struggling.

——It turns out that I am still alive.

Ying Shuqing thought.