If I would see you, how would I greet you with tears, with silence?

- Byron

Cheng Yi held the wine glass and watched Su Jin walk away, just like the back in his memory, without looking back.

He looked for her for many years. From urgency to calmness; from despair to numbness; From irrational to deep and introverted.

He has been looking for her for many years, really looking for her for many years, and he is crazy to find her.

But just now, the person he thought he might never see again in this life appeared in front of his eyes like this, just like that. Cheng Yi suddenly cramped a step and didn't dare to move forward. The person he had been looking forward to for so long was right in front of him, and it was only a few steps away.

But he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Cheng Yi lowered his head fiercely, after many years, his eyes were red again. The calm restraint that has been implemented on his face for many years has already collapsed just by glancing at Su Jin from a distance.

Cheng Yi felt that his limbs were trembling uncontrollably, and he quickly turned around and walked quickly towards the upstairs room. While walking, some passers-by raised their eyes and saw his ugly face, and they all consciously moved closer to the sides, for fear of getting into some trouble.

Cheng Yi didn't pay attention to this, he was in a state of confusion at the moment, and walked quickly to a place where no one walked, and the bodyguard who was guarding saw him, nodded, and turned sideways. Walk into the room and close the door. didn't turn on the lights, Cheng Yi leaned against the door and slowly slid to the ground.

Here and now, here and now. If the light was turned on, if Su Jin was here, she would definitely recognize this room at a glance.

The boy with a cold face was forced into a corner by the girl with no skin and no face, and the dim light covered the tips of the young man's red ears. The girl faced the moonlight outside the window, her eyes with a small glimmer, slowly approached the young man's ear, gently bit his earlobe, lowered her voice and whispered in his ear: "Cheng Yi, you are mine." ”

After how many times to escape, how many times to linger, day by day, the love is getting stronger, deep into the bone marrow.

Cheng Yi stood up slowly against the door. Touching the dark, he staggered skillfully to a wine cabinet, picked up a bottle of wine, shook his hands, and opened the bottle to drink.

The wine that poured down his stomach made him choke uncomfortably, and the overflowing wine flowed down his neck on his chest and dyed on his collar, just like Su Jin pulling his collar and his bloody hands staining his collar red.

Cheng Yi coughed out in a choked voice. He lay on the carpet, coughing a little, and gradually the cough turned into a trembling whimper.

He held the bottle in one hand, clasped it on the carpet with the other, and his back on the ground trembled with a whimper.

Weak and embarrassed. is not at all like the head of the Cheng family who is ruthless and ruthless in the imperial capital, turning his hands over the clouds and covering his hands for rain.

Over the years, since he came to power, there have been all kinds of open guns and hidden arrows. can be called a spicy hand break to deal with many people, there are competitors, there are dissidents who disagree with him, and the Xie family.

The young man who was dormant and forbearing, after several years of careful layout, finally replaced the woman who had been in a high position for many years.

He still remembered that the woman was bound hand and foot, and her face was crazy on the hospital bed, scolding him, wild seed, cheap seed.

The young man didn't care, he listened quietly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a pleasant smile, and when the woman was tired of scolding, he seemed to appreciate enough, calmly walked to her side, and said lightly: "What should I do?" Mother, you're going to have to stay here for the rest of you. Don't worry, I won't let you die, I want you to live, I want you to live a long life. ”

As he spoke, he bent down and leaned against the woman's ear, and said softly like a cold poisonous snake: "I want you to live, watch how I brought the surname Xie here one by one to give you companions." ”

After saying that, he got up and sneered, turned around and left.

The woman behind her suddenly began to laugh, and shouted with a mocking smile: "Haha, Cheng Yi, the way you look now, you really deserve to have been raised by me." ”

"Poor, I hate the Xie family so much, but you can't change the half of the Xie family's blood in your body in your life."

"The man did the only thing I was happy with, and that was to give birth to you."

Cheng Yi paused, turned around suddenly, and grabbed the woman's neck with one hand, and the woman's face turned red for a moment.

He looked at the woman with a cold gaze and said, "You don't deserve to mention her." ”

He got up, wiped his hands slowly, stopped looking at her, and turned to leave. The shrill laughter of the woman behind him grew smaller as he walked away. That was the first person he dealt with, the woman who had raised him for years.

His back was straight, his face sneered indifferently, and his eyes were full of suppressed madness. He doesn't care what he becomes. As long as he can drag those people to hell, he can do whatever it takes.

From that moment on, for years to come, his hands were stained with blood, trapped in the mire, and he swirled in all sorts of intrigues with a smirk, and too much filthy sin consumed him.

The darkest stroke left by Su Jin covered all the colors and became the only reason for him to live in despair and struggle.

The head of the Cheng family is cold and cunning, ruthless, drunk on fine wine, and wanton.

The room, full of the best memories between them, was bought by him, left his signature, filled the wine cabinet, and got drunk every day before he could sleep.

The man who was rumored to be the most affectionate in the imperial capital had been painted as a prison in this quadrangular room for a few years when no one knew about it.

In the dimly lit room, the man's low sobs were thin and long, with sadness and despair carved into people's hearts.

Cheng Yi felt the churning in his stomach, and a violent vomiting came, and he thought in a daze,

The white clothes that Su Jin used to love to see him wear, he didn't deserve it after all.