Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 1663 Ember Afterglow

When Mi Ziyao fell asleep in satisfaction, Yu Liyan was still leaning on the head of the bed, leaning on her chin with one hand, looking at him beside her reluctantly.

His sleeping face was so clean and beautiful, like an angel, she couldn't get enough of it.

If she could, she really wanted to make this moment forever.However, the dream must wake up after all.

Unbearably dressed and stood up, she carefully took a series of movements lightly so as not to wake him up.After getting dressed, she returned to the bed again, leaned over, and put her lips on his lips again.

Before leaving, she simply cleaned up the table and wrote another note to Mi Ziyao.

"Ah Yao, I just got an announcement and I'm going back first. There is hangover medicine on the table, remember to take it when you wake up. I love you, Yan."

The door was slowly closed by her, sealing the room in dim candlelight.Ah Yao, I hope he will have a good dream.

As soon as she got out of the hotel, she took a taxi directly, and briefly explained to the driver:
"Go to XX Hotel."

Mr. Sheng had already sent the time and place to her jade slip. Ironically, he didn't have any extra words other than that.

Along the way, she wore large sunglasses, leaned on the back seat and closed her eyes to rest, as if her soul had already floated out of her body, wandering in the boundless darkness.Only the music flowing in the earphones maintains the only remaining reality between her and the world.

It was a song called "Broken Cocoon".

"If you open your eyes in a nightmare,
Facing the cruel world,
Whose heartstrings has the wind stirred,

Nostalgia but too late to say goodbye.

If the ending is only tragic,

Unafraid to break out of the cocoon in the headwind,
Even if the wings are torn,

Back to the nineteenth floor of the abyss,

hold your hand and go forward,

Night and day do not stay.

......"

The driver would glance at the backseat from time to time, probably thinking that she resembled the big star Yan, but seeing her repulsive attitude, asking directly would probably only hit a wall.Besides, these big-name celebrities should have special nanny cars to pick them up when they travel, so they don't need to use their own cars anyway.So he put the question back and concentrated on driving.

"Here we are, miss."

Yu Liyan smiled wryly, took off the earphones, paid, and got out of the car. All actions were mechanical.

Standing alone in front of the hotel gate, looking up at the magnificent building, she slowly took off her sunglasses.

Her eye makeup is quite exquisite, and a large number of brand-name cosmetics have piled up her beauty mask.But at this moment, there was only a hole left in the eyes covered by the thick ink, like a dry desert for thousands of miles, without love or hatred.

She's left the best of herself with her lover, and from now on, she's really just a doll without feelings.

……

Mi Ziyao slept deeply this time.

He slept through it until the next morning.After waking up, she found that Yu Liyan beside her was no longer there.

The ** faded away, and all that was left was a boundless emptiness.He sat up slowly and put on his clothes.The sun shone on his face, warm and lazy, but the other half of his body facing away from the sun was almost ice-cold.

Just now, he had a very long dream. He dreamed of Qiao Qiao, and Qiao Qiao in the dream seemed to be in pain.He chased her, but she drifted further and further away.In the end, he watched her disappear helplessly.

Now, he didn't know if the dream was implying something.

Yesterday's date with Yanyan went very well, they had so much fun, they were so crazy, from the whole afternoon to night, he didn't even think of Qiaoqiao once.He enjoyed the time with Yanyan to the fullest, and even came to the hotel with her...

So now he can't help asking himself, Qiao Qiao's revenge has not been avenged, is he really qualified to enjoy such pure beauty?
When he felt guilty for forgetting Qiaoqiao for a short time, the guilt for Yanyan quickly invaded his heart.

It is often said that first love is always unforgettable.Qiao Qiao was indeed the first girl he liked, and he could never completely forget her.But he thinks he is not a half-hearted person. Now that he has dated Yanyan, he has been trying his best to fulfill his duties as a boyfriend and love her.

After dating for so many years, even if there is no love, there is family affection. Yanyan is already a very important person in his life, but he still can't formally compare her with Qiao Qiao.

He always said that it was impossible to compare, but in fact it was because he was afraid.He was afraid that if he thought about this issue carefully, he might find that he still put Qiao Qiao ahead of Yanyan.If this is the case, will he become an irresponsible man?Can Yanyan accept it again, is there always a girl in his heart that he can't forget?

Perhaps, he was more unbearable than he could imagine.

Mi Ziyao buried his fingers in his hair in distress, and now even the half of his body soaked by the sun could not feel any warmth.He hesitated and struggled, he felt ashamed of the two girls.

……

On this day, a mysterious visitor appeared in front of the prison.

From head to toe, this person was wrapped in a large black robe, which seemed to hide his figure intentionally.The hood was pulled down so low that it almost covered the entire face, making it impossible to see clearly.That's not to mention, she was also wearing a scarf, which was wrapped around her face several times, completely covering up the remaining facial features.

This mysterious man was in a hurry, and from the corner of his eye, he would occasionally glance to the sides like a thief, as if avoiding possible stalking.When she reached the gate of the prison, she quickened her pace and handed a letter to the jailer guarding the gate.

"Please give this letter to Sheng Zeqi."

Along with the envelope handed out, there is also a large stack of thick banknotes.

Due to the cover of the scarf, the voice she spit out was also indistinct, and she could only barely distinguish that it seemed to be a woman.As for the age, it is confusing.

The jailer was slightly taken aback.In fact, he had noticed her before.It is even more eye-catching if the package is like this in summer.But seeing that she seemed to be only here to deliver a letter, and there was no other abnormal behavior, the jailer relaxed his guard a little, and explained to her:

"Miss, if you want to send a letter, you can just hand it over to me. You don't need to pay."

The mysterious woman didn't take back the bank note, but reiterated it again: "Please hand it over to him no matter what!"

As if to show her determination, she stuffed another stack of bank notes into the jailer's hand.

By this time the jailer had figured it out.What she meant was that, regardless of whether the content of the letter complied with the regulations——

……

After the mysterious woman left, the jailer read the letter first.

The contents of the letter made him shudder, and he finally understood why she gave him money...

But since the money has already been collected, you can't take other people's money for nothing.But Sheng Ze has a special status and is the key care object of the entire prison, and he doesn't think that something will happen and he will be implicated again.After much deliberation, he chose the safest way.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the letter review room, he sneaked in and stuffed the letter into the approved letters.

……

When he just sent the letter to Long'er, Sheng Zeqi had to go to the letter review room every other hour and a half. Now it seems that he has been disappointed more times and his enthusiasm is not so strong.

But on this day, he received a letter from outside together with other prisoners!The signature on that letter still came from Long'er...

Long'er wrote back to herself!I am going to be a pen pal with Long'er! !

Sheng Zeqi was so happy that he almost fainted.Because he didn't want to be disturbed by other people, he skipped his work and stayed alone in the cell to read the letter.

But this letter was like a basin of cold water, no, it was like a basin of frost poured from the top of his head.

He felt cold all over, as if he had been thrown into the [-]th hell.

That was not a letter to make friends... Every word and every sentence in the letter was like the sharpest knife, piercing deep into his heart.

"You are a terrible murderer, stay away from me, I feel disgusted when I think of you." "I know what you did to get rid of z, you and your family should go to hell." "If you still have a conscience should die."  …

There are similar sentences throughout the text. If words can also be used as a murder weapon, then this is a real x-person letter.

Sheng Zeqi felt that his brain was like a computer that was about to collapse. Sometimes it turned very slowly, and sometimes it turned very fast. .

Those harsh words would obviously hurt badly when he read them, but he couldn't help but read them over and over again, as if he was enduring a Ling Chi torture.

There were many times when he suddenly realized that he was out of breath, because he was so shocked and painful that he forgot to breathe for a moment.This happened repeatedly, and he began to feel dizzy.I felt like vomiting, but the chill that flooded my body would soon cool everything down again.So the desire to vent, mixed with sadness and despair, accumulated heavily in his chest, suffocating him.

In the empty cell, he muttered to himself infinitely in his heart.

"Long'er, why did you treat me like this...why did you hurt me like this!"

"You said that you would forgive those who made mistakes, so why can't you forgive me...you say one thing and do another, are you the same as everyone else..."

"What did I do wrong... I just want to make friends with you, do you want me to die..."

As the saying goes, there is nothing greater than sorrow, usually when he is unhappy, he will make noises and fights, but when he is really desperate to the extreme, he can't make any troubles.

For the next day, he maintained the same posture, with his head drooping weakly, his face resting on his knees, and he remained motionless, like a long-dead corpse.

When Yue Xiangyang came back, he saw that something was wrong with him, and tried to say a few words to him, but he still didn't listen.Although Yue Xiangyang was worried about him, he still had to work, and he had to help him with extra work.I am not a privileged class, and I can't work without thinking about it.

So, he left anyway.

When it was time to eat dinner and watch the show, Sheng Zeqi was still slumped in the corner.No longer grabbing other people's food, no longer talking about his long son, the whole person is lifeless.

Yue Xiangyang asked the jailer several times, wondering if he was not feeling well, and if he could ask a doctor to come and see him.But the jailer's requirements for him have always been very low, as long as he doesn't make trouble, and now he is so worry-free, so he doesn't care much.

There were also a few jailers who were discussing that they behaved like this a few days ago, and it really is hard to change their nature.

The evening activities were over, and the prisoners went to bed on time.It wasn't until the dead of night, when everything was silent, that Sheng Zeqi, who had been sitting for a long time, moved his neck extremely stiffly.

He slowly sat up straight, and after his eyes got used to the darkness, he looked around blankly.

It was dark and quiet all around, only the breathing of other prisoners and his own heartbeat could be heard.

But to him, it made no difference.He's been in hell since he read that letter.

In such a silent night, he cut his own wrist with a fragment of a wine bottle that had been quietly hidden before.When he saw the cum pouring out, he felt a strange sense of relief.

"Long'er, you want me to die, I will do as you wish..."

How would she react if she really heard her own news?Will you feel a little sorry for yourself, or will you still say "you deserve it".Or will there be no reaction at all, as if you just slapped a stranger?

Long'er...that girl with long pink hair and starry eyes, he once felt that she was very familiar, and also that she was very warm.But maybe, she will give her warmth to everyone, except herself...

The x flowed more and more, ticking and winding on the grass.When his consciousness gradually became blurred, he seemed to see Long Er walking towards him.This time, she finally smiled to herself.That smile, so bright and beautiful...

Yue Xiangyang suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

After all, he was still worried about Sheng Zeqi, and he didn't even sleep well.As a result, when he woke up, he saw a scene that shocked him.

"Brother Qi, what are you doing!" Yue Xiangyang was taken aback, and frantically used his clothes to cover his wound, "I'll call the jailer!"

"Don't go." Sheng Zeqi raised his hand to hold him, a look of boredom flashed in his eyes, "It's too noisy."

He was really noisy, so noisy that he didn't even have the state of looking for s.

Just now, he felt that half of his foot had already stepped into the underworld, thanks to him, now he once again experienced the sensuality of the world, the temperature, and the tingling pain on his wrist.Now if he is asked to fuck again, he will not have the courage anymore.

He wanted to live again.But he still didn't want him to call a group of people to watch him **.He knew that their feelings for him would not be much friendlier than that letter.

"Then at least let me treat the wound for you!" Usually the most high-profile person, but now he began to think that the crowd would be noisy, Yue Xiangyang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.But he didn't move too slowly, he quickly pulled out a small medicine box and began to bandage his wound.

"You often hurt yourself, so last time I asked the jailer for more bandages and potions." Seeing that he seemed a little surprised, Yue Xiangyang took the initiative to explain.

Seeing him working so hard to save his own life, there was only bitterness in the corner of Sheng Zeqi's mouth.In his eyes, is he still worthy of being saved?So to him, who is he, a prison inmate who can only rely on the backstage to make trouble?A troublesome character who dumps all the mess on him?Or, a friend worthy of his concern?
At least in his eyes, he is not such a terrible person as described in that letter, is he...?
He didn't know if he had lost too much sex, and he actually made himself sentimental.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

He asked a very stupid question.This made him smile bitterly, and then added a sentence that seemed to be self-deprecating: "You have been wronged, but I am a genuine x-person, and we are not the same way."

　Lyrics from "Broken Cocoon"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)