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When I got home at night, I lay on the bed and watched Li Ruobing's new play "Thousand Waters Reveal the Truth". It was as distorted and bloody as ever, but I found it very interesting.
Because of the tragic death of his parents, the heroine, the daughter of his enemy, was kidnapped and tortured physically and mentally. I haven't followed the series for a long time, and the plot has actually transitioned from torturing the heroine to torturing the hero.
It was probably that the male protagonist discovered that he was deeply in love with the Mary Sue female protagonist and could not extricate himself during the process of abusing the female protagonist. However, the female protagonist had a strong mind and her vagina was opened countless times, but her heart was closed tightly.
In the end, the hero had no choice but to let the heroine go for the sake of true love, and asked her to stay with him for a month before letting her go.
After seeing this part, I was shocked.
Toothbrush, isn’t this the agreement between Zhuoyang and me
I started to worry.
Zhuo Yang wouldn't be trying to delay the battle, right
I was a little nervous, but soon I relaxed. That was a TV show, not reality. Besides, although Zhuo Yang never played by the rules, he was a man of his word... right
After thinking about it, I lay back on the sofa and continued to watch my TV series.
I really hope that Zhuoyang can recover soon.
Honestly, I really hope he is doing well.
so…
I will also leave with peace of mind and no regrets.
After Zhuoyang stayed in the hospital for a week and was able to get out of bed, he set off for City A with me. I have to say that there was still some difference between it and what was described in the travel magazines.
It's not as fresh and clean as in magazines, but it's really beautiful and quiet.
The coastal avenue leads to Zhuo Yang's small villa. As you step into the house with white fence, a fresh floral scent hits you in the face.
The big garden is now blooming with colorful flowers, swaying in the wind, showing their proud posture.
I took a few steps and suddenly realized something was wrong.
Sure enough, when I turned around, I saw Zhuo Yang looking at me helplessly.
"You forgot about me again..."
"Sorry, sorry." I shrugged, came over and pushed Zhuo Yang into the house, still unable to hide my curiosity.
"When did you have such a house?" It can't be the golden house where he hides his mistress here.
"Water." Zhuo Yang pursed his lips, his face pale. As expected, the injured are not suitable for long-distance travel. Seeing that he looked unhappy, I immediately handed him water.
"It's so beautiful here..." I opened the window and could see the sea in the distance. I had only seen this place on TV, but I didn't expect to see it in real life.
"I thought you were afraid of the sea." Just as I was immersed in the beautiful scenery of the sea and sky, Zhuo Yang's faint voice sounded behind me.
With the moisture of water, his voice regained its usual warmth and charm.
My heart trembled, but not because of his voice.
I scratched my palms and it took me a long time to react.
I really...seem...not afraid of the sea anymore.
Is it because of Li Chen last time? I habitually touched the pink diamond necklace on my neck. It turns out that this necklace is really my lucky star.
Pushing Zhuo Yang to sit down by the window, "The sea is quite beautiful. I should say I have never hated it."
"It's quite beautiful." Zhuo Yang drank the water in small sips, looking at the sparkling water outside the window. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he actually smiled slightly.
“This house is so beautiful… did you buy it?”
Zhuo Yang still smiled and saw through the little thoughts in my mind at a glance.
"Don't worry... This is not my secret lover's house, it belongs to a friend of mine." Zhuo Yang said in a light tone, with a bit of loss in his voice.
Is it my illusion? There seemed to be an expression of regret on his face.
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" You know, I've been worried that Zhuo Yang is not feeling well these days, which would greatly delay the time for me to leave, so I care about him almost all the time.
Zhuo Yang shook his head, "Let's go... I'll take you around."
"But..." I also wanted to go out for a walk while there was still time, but thinking that I hadn't packed my luggage yet, I hesitated.
As if knowing my hesitation, Zhuo Yang took the initiative to come over and hold my hand, "Let's go... I'll help you pack your luggage later."
I haven't felt so quiet and peaceful for a long time.
I pushed Zhuoyang and walked slowly forward.
The villa was not too far from the beach, and we walked along the soft sand. When we were near the sea, I saw the blue water and hesitated a little, after all, long-term fear is not something that can be overcome easily.
"If you're afraid, don't go. After all... we have plenty of time."
"Hmm?" Is there something wrong with my ears? I seemed to hear Zhuo Yang say something with a very grammatical error.
Before I could ask further, Zhuo Yang had already pressed his forehead, looking exhausted, "Let's go, it's getting late. Let's go back."
After we got back, Zhuoyang and I were both hungry.
I made egg noodles for Zhuoyang. He didn’t like to eat such simple food before, but today he was probably very hungry and ate two bowls in a row.
After dinner, I sent Zhuoyang back to his room to rest, but before leaving, Zhuoyang grabbed my hand.
"I'll help you pack."
Actually, there was not much luggage, especially mine, which was all packed very well, so I just had to take it out and put it in the locker.
It would be more accurate to say that I was helping Zhuo Yang pack his luggage rather than packing my own.
Whenever Zhuoyang went on business trips in the past, I would always pack his things neatly, sort out his underwear and clothes, and then reluctantly send my man out like a virtuous wife.
Now that he had left, Zhuo Yang's suitcase was in a mess.
I threw the mess onto Zhuoyang's bed, very angry, "Don't you know how to fold your shirt? It's all wrinkled... and... why are your underwear and socks together... do you have any common sense..."
I found that I was essentially still an old mother. I kept talking about Zhuoyang for a long time, and suddenly I realized that I was no longer qualified. Feeling a little uneasy, I stopped talking and turned around.
Zhuo Yang narrowed his eyes, held his chin, and looked at me tenderly.
I don’t know how long I watched it.
Zhuo Yang's gaze made my hair stand on end. I stroked the goose bumps on my arms and asked unhappily, "What's wrong with you looking like that?"
"It's okay." Seeing me frown, Zhuo Yang retracted his silly smile and leaned on the bed, clumsily trying to pick up the messy clothes.
But-
He is just a useless idiot. His shirts are always wrinkled, and more importantly, he has to hang them up after taking them out...
This idiot.
I snatched the iron-gray shirt from his hand with one hand, with a fierce look on my face, "Don't move... I'll do it... You're really making things worse..."
Zhuo Yang's expression was really mean, he seemed to feel relieved after being scolded. I was angry when I saw it, so I quickly packed up and prepared to leave.
"Wait... I want to sleep."
I held the door open, smiling, "Okay then... Good night."
"I haven't taken a shower yet." Zhuo Yang lowered his eyes, and I wasn't sure if he was also hiding that sly smile.
But-
Zhuo Yang must not know that I have been a married young woman for many years and have been with Li Ruobing for a long time, so I have long lost track of what moral integrity and bottom line are.
"Taking a shower? Okay? You can't move your hands and feet, right... Let me help you... honey..."
I knew this bastard wouldn't let me go easily. But I'm not someone you can easily mess with.
I quickly took off his shirt, went to the bathroom to get a scrub, and without saying a word, I started to work on his chest.
I thought Zhuoyang would scold me or even push me away.
But he just trembled at first, and then slowly closed his eyes.
The man's long eyelashes trembled, with faint tears of grievance, and his jade-white chest was left with several obvious red marks because of my violent bathing...
This look makes me feel a little hesitant.
Forget it, why should I bother myself? Since I can't bear it, why should I force myself to bear it
I changed to a soft towel, poured some warm water, and slowly began to wipe Zhuoyang's body.
Zhuo Yang kept his eyes closed from beginning to end, looking very tired.
After I wiped his body and put his clean underwear next to the bed, I got up and left, only to find that the man was already asleep.
"fool… "
After pouring the water, I rubbed my sore shoulders and slowly walked back to my room.
I have never had a problem with being picky about my bed, and today, especially, I had been tossing and turning all day, so I should have slept soundly.
But after taking a nice bath, I lay back on the bed and found that I couldn’t fall asleep.
Whatever the reason…
I can't sleep.
After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, I finally let myself go and walked out of the room alone.
It seemed like I forgot to close the door of the balcony off the living room. Now the sea breeze blew in, blowing up the white curtains.
I walked over and found that there was already someone there.
"Why are you here?" Didn't Zhuo Yang just fall asleep? He woke up so quickly. And...
He also smokes.
I took the cigarette from Zhuo Yang's hand and threw it into the trash can beside him. "You are crazy... You are still disabled..."
Zhuo Yang looked at the cigarette in the trash can with regret, and turned back after a while, "What's wrong... Can't you sleep either?"
I rubbed my hands together, not intending to hide it from Zhuo Yang, and said, "It's probably because of the choice of bed."
"Oh... I thought you didn't have this habit..." Perhaps it was because the night was so beautiful, Zhuo Yang's voice was so gentle at this moment.
"Habits are unpredictable... Just like love, they don't last as long as we think..."
I guess what I said would ruin the atmosphere. Zhuo Yang kept his mouth shut for a long time before he uttered a sentence in a low voice.
"Are you used to stabbing me in the heart now?"
I laughed dryly but didn't say anything.
Just when I thought this awkward atmosphere would last for a long time, Zhuo Yang suddenly sighed, "I can't sleep... Let's find something to do."