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In the dark room, the man stood in front of the window with injuries all over his body, admiring the neon lights at midnight, with a vaguely sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Wu Zheng, not only your body is mine, even your heart and soul will eventually belong to me one day."

He reached out to touch the shadow in the mirror in front of him, as if he was touching another person.

Amidst the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the man was full of anger, and desperately pinched the weak man who walked out of the picture. At this moment, no one could soothe the anger in his heart. It was beyond Bailisi's dream to have a showdown against himself at that moment.

"Liu Feng, do you think I should kill him..."

A ferocious streak flashed across his eyes, his hands began to tremble, and finally he slowly let go of the person he had strangled.

"You can't die, how can you die, you have to help me find Yue."

There was an extra mark on the neck, but the person lying down showed no expression at all, his eyes were dull, and his face was still dull.

"Come on, I want him intact."

The man flicked his long sleeves and left here. The flowers were still fragrant, and the birds were still freely shuttled between the trees. Only the man whose life was hanging by a thread was abandoned under the tree.

"The master is really cruel, why do you treat this person who I feel pity for, hey, what a crime!"

The old doctor began to check the wound of the person in front of him with a sad face.

In this place, no one will feel sorry for this person who can't cry or laugh, and some are just doctors who treat wounds after repeated abuse.

On the second day, Mo Yue didn't come to work, and even Yu Shi disappeared. Wu Zheng was more concerned about Yu Shi's comfort at this moment than miscellaneous things. He always felt a little uncomfortable.

People's habits are terrible. When some things have become a habit, once they are less, they will always feel uncomfortable. Right now, Wu Zheng feels like this.

For three days, for three full days, neither Mo Yue nor Yu Shi appeared, and Wu Zheng, who was not calm, became restless, and even became unstable when practicing sword at night.

"You are indeed here. It's good that you didn't go that day. I don't want you to see me in a mess."

Mo Yue's approach made Wu Zheng feel a little more uncomfortable, but he couldn't make it too obvious when he thought of what the person in front of him had suffered for him.

"Are you OK!"

Wu Zheng asked very cautiously, but Mo Yue forced a smile at him.

"It's okay, I can do anything for you."

He said lightly, his eyes overflowed with tenderness that Wu Zheng couldn't bear.

"Wu Zheng, the young master has been imprisoned by the master, can you help me rescue him?"

At this moment, with a hurried voice, Meng Hua appeared in front of Wu Zheng.

"Wu Zheng, I..."

The moment Wu Zheng was about to turn around, Mo Yue unnaturally fell towards him.Out of an instinct, Wu Zheng hugged Mo Yue, and at this moment Mo Yue had fainted in his arms.

"Meng Hua, wait a minute, I'll come as soon as I go."

For Mo Yue in front of him, Wu Zheng found that he had a little more pity, and he didn't know if he had really changed. Since he came to this world and met the parents of the person in front of him, he has been changing all the time. He has Home, friends, and even someone he wants to cherish, and now he feels a little more pity for what happened to the person in his arms, maybe because this was his body once.

"pain......"

Raising his hand and just touching it lightly, the person in his arms frowned slightly and murmured such a word.

Through the moonlight, the wounds all over the body stabbed Wu Zheng's eyes. This was his body. He couldn't even believe it. After wiping it with a towel bit by bit, he carefully applied the medicine and carefully Covering the person on the bed with a quilt, all of this is so natural, taking care of the person in front of him always has the illusion that he is taking care of himself.

When the fog dissipates, what remains will never be confusion.

"Okay, let's go!"

After closing the door, Mo Yue who was in a coma in the room slowly opened her eyes.

"Wu Zheng, you are really gentle now."

Facing the door softly, saying this sentence, his first step has been realized, lying on Wu Zheng's bed, it is considered that he has stepped into his life.There was a hint of success at the corner of his mouth.

On the quilt, there is still Wu Zheng's gentle warmth.

That was nice, but it didn't satisfy his heart.

"The young master was locked up in the basement of the old house by the master. We must hurry up. The master left the house with his wife today, so we only have one chance. If we fail to seize this opportunity, it may be difficult to rescue the young master." It's skyrocketing."

While walking, Meng Hua briefly explained to Wu Zheng.

"Why did his father imprison him?"

Wu Zheng raised his eyebrows strangely.

"The master has a lot of children. Speaking of which, the young master was not born to the wife, but to the third child. He has not been favored since he was brought back. The only person who accompanied him was me. Right now, the master and the wife are planning to marry the young master to the Baili family as a door-to-door son-in-law. , the young master refused, so he was locked up."