The two of them made a fuss for a while and then went their separate ways. Sang Tianen went to the study on the second floor, and Yan Zheng went to the study on the first floor.
This is their long-standing habit. Although the hormone of love can make them temporarily break their long-standing behavioral habits and stick together all the time, once this passion subsides, they will return to their original life state.
As soon as Yan Zheng turned on his computer and logged into Paper Plane, he received a message from the wedding company staff. The other party sent him a wedding banquet planning plan and budget price list. Yan Zheng chatted with her for a while about some of the points that he was not satisfied with.
An engagement party is just a meal for family members so there is nothing complicated about it, but a wedding banquet is different.
Not only relatives will come, but also friends, classmates, colleagues and friends of both sides' parents.
There are certain considerations to consider when it comes to what dishes to use at the wedding banquet and what brands of wine to use, and they cannot be completely based on his preferences.
In addition, he also has to finalize the entire wedding process. Although the wedding company will provide a plan, he still needs to decide some details himself.
If you don’t get married, you will never know how tiring this process is.
Yan Zheng suddenly remembered that Sang Tianen had said with a smile that she would leave the matter to him and that she could do whatever he wanted.
At the time, he was very touched, thinking that his girlfriend trusted him and took his feelings into consideration. But after going through the whole process, he realized that it was a bit too much work.
He now seriously suspected that this person was just pushing it to him because he thought it was troublesome, and that the "I'll do whatever you say" was just bullshit to coax him.
Thinking of this, he laughed softly, with a bit of helplessness and a bit of indescribable sweetness.
"Ding!" A sound suddenly came from the computer, and Yan Zheng's gaze moved over almost instantly.
It is an email whose sender's name is a string of foreign letters.
Yan Zheng found the email unfamiliar and it didn't look like it was from a colleague or friend.
After hesitating for a moment, he opened his email. However, the next second his eye sockets opened to an incredible arc, staring at the computer screen without blinking, and his lips turned from the original bright red to pale white.
A photo appeared in the email.
A young boy was lying naked on the bumpy, water-filled and muddy ground. His face and key parts were blurred, but his glowing white skin illuminated the cold and damp rainy night like moonlight.
There is a line of bold words under the photo -
A wedding gift for you, hope you like it!
——Love you forever X
Yan Zheng felt that he couldn't breathe, as if he was immersed in the undercurrent of the deep sea. An unprecedented chill ran through his body, making him tremble uncontrollably.
He subconsciously bit his hand to prevent himself from groaning in pain, but his vision gradually became blurred.
He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand!
Why did these people come to him again?
What had he done wrong to be hurt again and again?
He no longer cares about what happened in the past. He just wants to live a good life with his lover. Why won't you let him go?
Tears flowed like a broken dam, and Yan Zheng clenched his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound.
"Ding!" Another email.
The white envelope logo kept flashing, prompting the owner of the mailbox to open it quickly.
Yan Zheng's throat was churning, his eyes filled with panic and struggle. His cold fingers lingered on the wooden table for a moment before finally moving to the mouse button.
Do you like this gift?
The five light words made Yan Zheng feel a condescending mockery and malice that penetrated deep into his bones.
Anger made him type on the keyboard almost without thinking: "Who are you?"
The email shows that sending failed.
Yan Zheng began to check the other party's IP address, and the result showed that it was on an island abroad. It was obvious that the other party deliberately hid his address.
A deep feeling of powerlessness made him slump dejectedly in his boss chair.
After the incident, the police destroyed the photos they had taken. I didn’t expect that someone would still keep these photos today.
Who could it be?
Zhang Han? Xia Chun? Or three others?
Or maybe... is it the 'that person' that Yi Xianglu mentioned?
Yan Zheng was in a state of confusion, and he forced himself to calm down.
A person always has a purpose for what she says and does. This person suddenly contacted him and sent that kind of photo, she must be trying to achieve some purpose.
The two emails just now were clearly just appetizers before the main topic. He just needed to wait and see; the other party would definitely contact him again.
In this way, Yan Zheng waited until Sang Tianen knocked on the door and told him to go to bed, but he did not receive any follow-up email.
He lay in bed, his mind full of that night more than ten years ago, unable to fall asleep.
The past was like a heavy stone pressing on his chest. He felt depressed but dared not breathe loudly.
A woman's very light breathing came from beside him, which was very clear in the quiet night. It was Sang Tianen sleeping soundly.
They will probably be like this every day and night from now on.
Yan Zheng gently turned his head to look in the direction of Sang Tianen in the dark night, and tears suddenly flowed down his face.
He raised his hand to touch Sang Tianen's face, but finally put it down helplessly.
The tears flowed more violently, and he turned his face over and lay flat on the bed again, trying to keep his eyes open. He did not make a sound from beginning to end until dawn.
"Why are your dark circles so heavy?" As soon as Sang Tianen opened his eyes, he saw Yan Zheng's two heavy dark circles. He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch them, as if this could remove them.
Yan Zheng smiled, rubbed his hand against hers, and said in a nasal voice, "I slept late last night."
Sang Tianen glanced at the electronic clock. It was not yet seven o'clock.
She hugged Yan Zheng in her arms, closed her eyes and said, "You don't have to go to work today, sleep a little longer."
Yan Zheng pushed her away and said, "I don't want to sleep anymore. What do you want for breakfast? I'll make it."
"No one will say anything about you sleeping in." Sang Tianen smiled. "You're the one who usually doesn't get up until eight o'clock, and you actually say you don't want to sleep anymore. What a liar."
Yan Zheng paused: "I'm older than you."
"You look just like a child to me." Sang Tianen said naturally, "Sleep a little longer. The dark circles under your eyes are almost bigger than those of an iron-eating beast."
"Why do you think I'm a child?"
Sang Tianen tapped his nose and said in a teasing tone, "Aren't you like a child now? You are so childish every day. Who else can stand you except me?"
"I'm only like this in front of you." Yan Zheng said with blinking eyes.
Sang Tianen looked at his slightly aggrieved expression, lifted his messy bangs, kissed his forehead gently, and chuckled, "I know."
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