Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

After Jiang Wenluo returned to his small room, lying on the bed where Chengyun had slept for countless nights, he had a dream.

He dreamed of Chengyun.

Cheng Yun's lively appearance was extremely moving. He stood in the mist and smiled warmly at Jiang Wenluo. He led Jiang Wenluo forward and let him watch everything he had experienced.

All of this seems to be a cold-toned movie, all the color blocks look abnormally cold, they are pieced together one by one, and shown to Jiang Wenluo, the only audience.

——Cheng Yun was sitting in the narrow changing room, with dark red nail polish on his hands.

He lowered his head and put on the stockings for himself, and pulled them up little by little, slowly wrapping them around his toes.

Then Chengyun stood up, smiled in front of the mirror, tried again and again to bend the corners of his mouth to make his smile look more natural, but still failed, the smile always looked bitter and dry.

At a glance, you can feel that this person is bent over by life.

Cheng Yun's face was beautiful, maybe because of the heat, his cheeks were flushed, and he took out an eyebrow pencil from the makeup bag to give himself a little bit of thrush.He put on bean paste-colored lipstick, and his appearance looked gentle and unusual.

When the door knocked, Cheng Yun stepped on high heels and walked out indifferently.

The girl he had a good relationship with reminded him in a low voice, "You have to be careful today, I heard that there are people with that tendency."

Jiang Wenluo saw Chengyun nodded and thanked the girl.

Cheng Yun couldn't stand still anymore. He touched his forehead and let out a breath. Under the dim light, his thin back was like a slender duckweed that could be broken easily.

When Cheng Yun opened the door and entered, the private room was already full of fun.The guests laughed loudly while drinking, and they didn't think of those girls as human beings, they were just goods that could be humiliated by them.

Jiang Wenluo looked away.

He saw Cheng Yun being shoved on the shoulder, and fell directly on the sofa, and the person beside him was Zheng Li.

Zheng Li was well-dressed, with gold-rimmed eyes, looked at Cheng Yun with a smile on his lips, and put his arm around his waist.

Jiang Wenluo was like a small shadow, standing in the corner of the wall, watching Chengyun's clothes being lifted up, under the eyes of everyone, he became one of those "girls", even worse than them, there was something in the eyes of those people With obvious sarcasm, like a mindless little toy.

Cheng Yun's skin looked very thin, and soon, there were some marks on his skin.

Cheng Yun was trembling with pain, he snuggled up to Zheng Li like a kitten, smiled obsequiously at him, frowned and pushed him, "Boss Zheng, it hurts so much, can you be gentle."

The end of his words seemed sweet, and kitsch was immediately written on his face.

The closure of this clubhouse is very good, and the people around you can quickly get out of the way.

A few bottles of wine were not ordered on the table, and a dozen people did it on purpose.

One of the plump girls was ordered to stand up by one of the men when she was persuading her to drink, and said to her, "You dance for me naked, and I'll order a bottle of the most expensive you have here!"

The men immediately roared with laughter.

The woman's face turned pale, and she tried to act coquettishly at someone coquettishly, but the man who was still smiling just now flew into a rage, and raised his hand to slap the girl on the face.

"Crack!" A crisp sound.

Immediately, obvious slap marks appeared on the girl's face, nosebleeds flowed out, she stood trembling in the corner, brewing lines, before she could say anything, several strong men immediately stood up, swearing dirty words, alive Tore off the girl's clothes.

She was soon reduced to a set of underwear and knelt helplessly on the ground.

Zheng Li hugged Chengyun to watch the play, looked at his face, and said with a smile: "——What a bitch."

Cheng Yun didn't dare to speak, and smiled flatteringly at him.

The middle-aged man stood up, opened a bottle of beer with a "bang", poured it on the girl, and soon she was drenched all over.The foam burst on her.

"Jump or not?"

Another two slaps fell.

She soon begged for mercy: "I jump, I jump!"

She danced like a clumsy little puppet and closed her eyes in resignation.

"Haha—" The ear-splitting laughter sounded again, and sure enough, a bottle of red wine was brought in, with a basket of ice cubes beside it.

Standing by the wall, Jiang Wenluo watched sadly as the girl was pushed down to kneel on the ground, staring blankly at the basket of ice cubes.

"Ten thousand a piece!" Price yelled up.

Cheng Yun closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look any longer, but Zheng Li clamped his jaw and was forced to turn around. He woke up immediately and looked at Zheng Li begging for mercy.

Zheng Li first smiled, as if letting him go mercifully, but the moment Cheng Yun heaved a sigh of relief, Zheng Lifu opened his mouth and gave Cheng Yun a sentence: "You go too." He said.

Cheng Yun shook his head in panic, grabbed Zheng Li's hand, but was thrown away in disgust.

Zheng Li was smiling, and the contempt in his eyes was obvious, and he also slapped Cheng Yun without warning.

After beating Chengyun for a long time, he couldn't recover, his ears were buzzing.

His lipstick faded immediately, and the blood-like smudges on his chin, together with the blush on his cheeks, were like red plums falling on snow.

"It's true that if you don't suffer a little bit, you will be disobedient."

Jiang Wenluo heard what Zheng Li said slowly.

Cheng Yun's fingertips were trembling, as if he was afraid, he nodded to Zheng Li again and again, and said earnestly: "I know, I know..."

He put on his clothes, stepped forward, and put three ice cubes into the cup.

Only then did he kneel down in front of Zheng Li.

Jiang Wenluo didn't want to read any more. He couldn't smell the smell in the room, but he still felt the stench inside.He opened the door and walked out, leaning against the wall like a ghost, and heard booing inside.

After a while, the inside began to exaggerate and morbidly praise Cheng Yun.

Jiang Wenluo was tired from standing, so he squatted down and hugged his body, his mind went blank.

At three o'clock in the morning, the door beside him was opened. Cheng Yun lost consciousness and was carried out by Zheng Liheng.

Jiang Wenluo looked at Chengyun's pale ankle, and slowly followed them.

— This is a cottage.

The moon outside looked very high, and its two corners were as sharp as a knife blade. Anyone who bumped into it would be immediately stabbed with blood.

It held a sharp blade, lowered its head compassionately, and Cheng Yun's face was reflected on the blade.

Zheng Li looked at Cheng Yun quietly in the dark room.

Then a glass of ice water was poured directly on Cheng Yun's body, Cheng Yun woke up quietly, staring blankly in front of him.

When Zheng Li's face clearly appeared in his pupils, Cheng Yun shrank back in fright.

He wanted to run away, but found that he was firmly handcuffed to the bed.

Visible, almost fanatical excitement appeared on Zheng Li's face.There was a weird and ironic smile on the corner of his mouth, like a wolf biting a fawn in his arms, biting the fawn with bruises all over his body.

He stuffed the rag into Chengyun's mouth, and no matter how hard Chengyun whined, he still could only make a sound similar to that of a puppy crying.

Then Zheng Li took out a cane and slammed it at Cheng Yun's body.

The thin dark red clothes were quickly torn to rags, every inch below was covered with blood, oozing out.

Jiang Wenluo was shaking with anger.He had tried it before, and he couldn't touch anything here, but he still walked forward quickly, kicking Zheng Li's waist hard again and again, his force didn't apply to the target, and Jiang Wenluo fell directly.

He sat on the ground ridiculously.

Jiang Wenluo saw from Chengyun how a person can be tortured.

He almost thought that Zheng Li and Cheng Yun had a deep hatred, and he wished to smash Cheng Yun's pieces to death.

Jiang Wenluo couldn't do anything, the feeling of powerlessness filled his whole body.

But Chengyun could see him, Jiang Wenluo curled up his fingers, went to the bedside, and touched Chengyun's head distressedly, as if comforting a poor little animal.

Chengyun whimpered, tears rolling down his face.

At six o'clock the next morning, Zheng Licai let go of the dying Chengyun. He vented profusely in sweat, threw a piece of clothing and a card to Chengyun, and drove him out of the house.

Jiang Wenluo walked beside Chengyun, turned his head, and looked at Zheng Li with hatred.

Zheng Li leaned against the door, raised his hand, and traced the outline of Cheng Yun's body with his fingers.

——It seems to be drawing a picture.

The wind outside is very weak, with a faint fragrance of flowers.Jiang Wenluo looked at Chengyun with a wry smile, put the card in his pocket, and took a taxi back to his home.

He fell into a deep sleep in the sunlight, the white window curtain was blown up by the wind, brushing over Cheng Yun's ankle sticking out of the quilt.

Jiang Wenluo sat beside him, staring at the clusters of pear blossoms outside the window.

At eleven o'clock at noon, Chengyun's alarm clock rang.Jiang Wenluo was taken aback. He turned his head in a daze, but saw Chengyun sitting up, supporting himself to go to the bathroom, applying medicine on his body, wrapping gauze around it, and then changing into a men's shirt.

...Cheng Yun even went to work in a western restaurant.

He put on a suit, with a decent smile on his face, and he seemed to be an "ordinary person" during the day.Cheng Yun was busy with the plates, and only sat down when he was free, rubbing his waist.

His face was flushed sickly, and he was weak and vulnerable.

After four hours of getting off work, Jiang Wenluo looked at Chengyun's back worriedly, saw him staggering as he walked through the park alone, and then fainted on the ground.

Jiang Wenluo pushed him, but it was useless. He looked around helplessly, but there were few people on this path, only deep woods.Cheng Yun was wearing a white shirt, lying peacefully on the ground, looking like a corpse.

After a long time, when it started to rain, Jiang Wenluo saw a young man coming from the other side of the path.

He ran over in a panic, sniffing Chengyun's breath, and then hurriedly called the emergency number.

The worry on his face did not seem to be fake, and his expression no longer had any gloomy and sickness.

The perfume smelled like being immersed in an ocean, the sun was high in the sky, and the sea was sparkling.

Abnormally warm, abnormally peaceful.

——It's Bai Zhengli.

Jiang Wenluo watched this scene. As an audience, he felt cold all over his body, as if he was in the cold winter.

—he woke up from the dream.

Liang Yaowen called him.