Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

When Jiang Wenluo saw Chengyun coming out from Hei Zhengli, it was already daylight.The clothes on his body were not enough to cover his body.

Anyway, Chengyun brought his own clothes and went to the public restroom to change, he finally felt alive and let out a sigh of relief.

Jiang Wenluo looked back at Zheng Li's "home", and found that the man was standing by the window, raised his head slightly, and looked at Cheng Yun.

It's like waiting for this person to take the initiative to return to his net next time.

The nightmare repeated again and again, when Cheng Yun thought he had escaped, Hei Zhengli caught him again and smashed Wan Jun on top of his head, causing Cheng Yun's eyes to go black and his ears to buzz.

Fortunately, it's not yet Chengyun's off-duty time, and it's Chengyun's only strength to support him until he returns to the restaurant and sees Bai Zhengli.

Cheng Yun walked in a vain manner for a few steps, and his body was slightly red and swollen.

When he was sitting in the taxi, he was gasping for breath, his hands were shaking constantly, and he just felt like he was going to die.

That person just kicked him in the stomach, and now Cheng Yun's stomach hurts.

The driver frequently looked in the rearview mirror: "Young man, do you need to go to the hospital?"

Cheng Yun shook his head silently. When the car stopped, he stumbled down and ran back to the shop almost like a rush. After drinking two cups of hot water, the chill in his body did not ease.

Ten minutes before Zheng Li came to pick him up, Jiang Wenluo saw Cheng Yun standing by the window, waiting for that person to come over.

He turned around helplessly and waited with him.

Because the snow was too heavy, Bai Zhengli held up an umbrella, he walked through the boundless snow, raised his head when standing outside the door, and Cheng Yun met his gaze.

Cheng Yun looked at the hazy figure of that person and wanted to cry all of a sudden, a hard lump stuck in his throat, he couldn't swallow it no matter what.A sour feeling spread over the tip of his tongue.

Zheng Li seemed to be smiling, but Cheng Yun couldn't see it clearly, he saw the man waving at him.

Cheng Yun's eyes burst into color again, he immediately touched his face, ran downstairs, opened the door, and threw himself into Zheng Li's arms.

"A Xin..." Cheng Yun choked up and called Zheng Li's name, the pain and grievance in his heart poured down like a flood, "A Xin..."

Zheng Li touched his face and asked eagerly, "What's wrong?

Cheng Yun shook his head like a rattle, hugged Zheng Li's waist and did not speak.

After a while, he choked up and said, "Can you take me home..."

However, when Cheng Yun raised his head and saw the man's face clearly, he flinched suddenly, his pupils shrank very small, pushed him away, and took a step back.

Zheng Li seemed a little at a loss, and said hastily, "Let's go home—"

There was an old song in Zheng Li's car, and it turned out to be almostlover again.

This tone made Jiang Wenluo feel cold all over.

When Cheng Yun heard the prelude to this song, he shrugged his shoulders and made himself very small. He shrunk and said, "Change another song...change another song!"

Zheng Li hurriedly cut the song again.

After Cheng Yun got home, he still didn't speak, he bit his lip, changed his clothes in the bathroom, and saw the scars on his body.

He didn't want his lover to see these things, but something was quietly developing, and he couldn't do anything about it.

When he walked out of the bathroom door, Zheng Li stood guard outside, hugged Cheng Yun, and asked him anxiously and softly: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yun didn't speak.

Zheng Li patted Cheng Yun's back, "Baby, don't scare me..."

The corners of Cheng Yun's mouth were bent downwards, making an ugly expression of wanting to cry or not.The person in front of him now is obviously the one he loves the most and who can give him a sense of security.

Cheng Yun sobbed, and buried his face in Zheng Li's shoulder.

His body was in excruciating pain, and his crying became louder and louder, until he was almost wailing.

Grabbing Zheng Li's hand was like clutching at his own life-saving straw.

"Did you get bullied by a customer today?" Zheng Li patted Cheng Yun carefully, as if coaxing a child.

Cheng Yun looked at him with red eyes, and after a long time, he nodded sullenly and said, "Yes... I met a particularly bad customer."

It was completely dawn, but Cheng Yun was extremely tired, lying on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, the fragments in his mind one after another made him dizzy.Zheng Li hugged him from behind, Cheng Yun always had a moment to muster up the courage to tell him everything.

But when he saw Zheng Li's face, his courage disappeared again.

Cheng Yun was worried that as soon as he said it, he would smash the whitewashed peace with his own hands, lift off the mask, and reveal the bloody inside.

He would be overwhelmed by the smell of blood and completely die inside.

——Cheng Yun was afraid that he would lose the only warmth in his hands.

Zheng Li didn't seem to be sleeping much, there were some bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and the fundus of his eyes was black and blue.

Cheng Yun trembled, Zheng Li thought he was awakened by a nightmare, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm here..."

Cheng Yun wanted to cry again.

A few days later, Cheng Yun would not speak for a whole day, Zheng Li asked him to quit his job in the restaurant, and he just huddled on the floor like that.Hugging herself, she looked at Zheng Li with big eyes.

Zheng Li looked extremely worried, he stroked Chengyun's hair like a wounded animal, brushed his hair up for him, looked extremely patient, and kissed him tenderly.

Chengyun is like a glass jar with cracks appearing in it.

During their relationship... Jiang Wenluo felt that when facing the current Chengyun, Zheng Li's state was relaxed, as if he was enjoying Chengyun's current state.

[-]% dependent, even if you are afraid, you can't help but get close to him.

He would even close his eyes when hugging Chengyun, breathing in deeply the smell of Chengyun.And before separating from him, she was showing a worried look.

The scars on Chengyun's ankles were obvious, even though he always pulled down his trousers intentionally to cover them up, they were still exposed when he rolled over on the bed.

Cheng Yun wanted to cover it up, he himself was cautious about all this, but he didn't know that his abnormality was clearly visible to others.

Everyone knew that he had suffered an atrocity.

But Zheng Li didn't ask him.

One day when Cheng Yun fell asleep, Jiang Wenluo was standing beside the bed, and he saw... Zheng Li opened his eyes in the middle of the night, got out of bed, and lifted Cheng Yun's clothes.

Then Zheng Li showed an expression close to "hate".

He frantically scratched his arm with his hands, and bloodstains suddenly appeared. Afterwards, Zheng Li restrained his hand from stroking Xiang Chengyun, gently stuffed his ankles back into the quilt, and put them on the back of his feet. Cherish a kiss.

Zheng Li walked out of the room, Jiang Wenluo followed behind him.

He observed Zheng Li in the mirror for a long time.

Zheng Li's expression became gloomy, and he smiled strangely in the empty bathroom.

——It’s Hei Zhengli.

"Split...?" Jiang Wenluo frowned. After a while, he saw Zheng Li lower his head, pull his hair, and hit his head hard. Hit.

Looks unhinged.

Zheng Li suddenly raised his head again, looked at the mirror angrily, and after a short while, silently curled the corners of his mouth, laughing.

Jiang Wenluo had a direct feeling: "Now there are two souls competing for this body."

After 5 minutes, Zheng Li finally calmed down again. He looked at the sleeping Cheng Yun through the crack of the door, showing a sad expression.

During the day... Cheng Yun's cell phone rang again, and he hid behind Zheng Li in fear, his eyes flickering.

Zheng Li helped him hang up the phone without saying anything.

However, the phone rang again and again, and it didn't stop until it ran out of power.

"You've lost a lot of hair recently?" Cheng Yun touched Zheng Li's face, "I saw a lot in the bathroom."

"Recently... haven't you slept well?"

"Yunyun, let's see a psychiatrist." Zheng Li sighed and said to Chengyun.

Cheng Yun shook his head and whispered, "I'm fine."

Hei Zhengli would always move his wrist and make a "click" sound before continuing to torture him.

And Bai Zhengli would always move his wrist like this, and then stroke Chengyun with his hand, staying on his neck for a long time.

Zheng Li looked more and more strange.

Faced with all kinds of abnormalities.Cheng Yun lost weight quickly, his cheeks were sunken, he looked wooden, and he began to refuse to go out.

Now Chengyun's appearance...is completely different from the happiest him in the painting.

Like a shriveled grape that has lost its moisture.

"They are one person..." Cheng Yun thought in his heart, "It must be."

"It's getting more and more like that.

Love/desire and fear are tightly intertwined, and Cheng Yun is tightened by a rope.

On an ordinary night, Cheng Yun was bound by Zheng Li, his hands were tied, his eyes were blindfolded, and his legs were forced to spread wide.

"Asin..."

"Asin..."

Cheng Yun called helplessly.

Sitting on the bed, Jiang Wenluo saw Zheng Li leaning over, kissing Chengyun's neck, and then roughly entering him.

Gentleness and morbidity appeared intertwined, Cheng Yun couldn't stop struggling, smelling the smell of Zheng Li, and couldn't help posting it——

He was bruised all over, but he still yelled at Zheng Li, asking him to hug him.

After Chengyun fell asleep, Jiang Wenluo saw Zheng Li go to the bathroom and cut his wrist with a wallpaper knife.

He looked guilty and blamed himself, but he gave up again because of something.

The next day, Zheng Li made breakfast for Cheng Yun, brought it to his room, and gently cooled the porridge.

Cheng Yun closed his eyes and was fed by Zheng Li obediently.

After eating, he wanted to fall asleep again, and moved his body inside, waiting for Zheng Li to lie down too——

But Zheng Li said to Cheng Yun: "Yunyun, I'll go out and come back at night."

Jiang Wenluo was nostalgic when he saw Zheng Li's eyes.

Cheng Yun said softly, "Okay, then I'll wait for you at home."

—— Cheng Yun was very obedient even when he was hungry, he kept looking out the window, waiting from dawn to dark, until the clouds were dense.

Zheng Li didn't come back.

Cheng Yun looked at the time blankly, thinking that it was time for Zheng Li to get home, but there was still no movement at the gate.

He was a little worried that something might happen to Zheng Li, so he bravely turned on his cell phone, which had been out of service for a long time, and dialed Zheng Li's number.

Shut down.

Cheng Yun stared blankly at the phone.

Looking through the SMS records on the mobile phone, I realized that Hei Zhengli had sent him many more messages, all of which were time and place.

Zheng Li's daily necessities were still there, the sleeves of the suit he wore to get married were tied together with the sleeves of Cheng Yun's dress, Cheng Yun touched it, and made that phone call again, but the phone was still turned off.

Cheng Yun didn't dare to go out, he was worried that the devil was right outside the door.

In the room, he was always smiling in the painting, but now Cheng Yun looked lifeless as if he had lost his soul.

Chengyun turned on the radio, paying attention to the traffic accidents and local news, but there was nothing.

He lay on the bed all night with his eyes open: I miss him so much, these words echoed in Cheng Yun's mind.

Cheng Yun thought: When Zheng Li bid farewell to him, did he mean the next night?

He was hungry, and saw that Zheng Li had left him a meal in the refrigerator, so Cheng Yun heated it up in the microwave, and sat on the sofa in the living room to guard the door.

But Zheng Li didn't come back the next night.

By the time Cheng Yun ate up all the stock in the refrigerator, it was already a week later.

Zheng Li disappeared, Cheng Yun...finally confirmed this.

Only then did he realize: Zheng Li doesn't seem to want him anymore.

But Cheng Yun was always worried about Zheng Li. He closed his eyes, touched the painting that Zheng Li gave him cherishingly, and found that the last painting that Zheng Li was most satisfied with was gone.

——It’s as if the meaning of Cheng Yun’s existence...is just that painting.

Cheng Yun's feet fell to the ground, numbly put on her women's clothes, outlined her makeup in the mirror, and walked out of the room for the first time after half a month.

He walked through the park where he had kissed Zheng Li countless times, sighed faintly, and for the first time took the initiative to find Hei Zhengli.

Cheng Yun knocked on the door three times, and the door opened.

Standing inside, Hei Zhengli smiled at Cheng Yun, as if he was not surprised by his arrival.

"Long time no see—" Hei Zhengli curled the corners of his mouth, his forehead hair drooping, this smile actually coincided with Cheng Yun's memory of his favorite person, the corners of his mouth curled up exactly the same.

Cheng Yun looked at Hei Zhengli's face, and felt as if for a while... he couldn't remember the real appearance of his lover.

...It was clear that he and his Ah Xin had lived happily together for a long time?I've only met this guy a few times.

But Cheng Yun would think of the past, and the most obvious thing was this demon.

Cheng Yun listened to his words, walked into the room, and was kissed on the cheek by Zheng Li.

This kiss, which should be disgusted and should make Cheng Yun hate to the bone, made Cheng Yun tremble, as if everything was a reunion after a long absence, and a bloody rose bloomed on his heart.

He actually had a feeling of lost and found.

"Where's my Ah Xin..." Cheng Yun lowered his head and saw that the room was full of blood.

The smell of blood is particularly strong.

When Zheng Li lowered his hand, blood dripped from his fingertips.

"Yeah, where's your Asin?" Zheng Li stepped forward and hugged Cheng Yun, the smell of blood wafting from his nostrils.

Zheng Li was wearing a black shirt, and Cheng Yun raised his hand, feeling the wetness——

His fingertips... were also covered in blood.

"Yunyun, I'm so happy." Zheng Li said almost tremblingly, "You came to find me."

At this moment, Jiang Wenluo was standing in the middle of the room. He turned his head and saw the blood-stained fruit knife thrown in the kitchen trash can.

——A few minutes ago, Zheng Li himself stabbed the knife into his chest.

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