Chapter 101 Never Leave Again

Yu Zeying stumbled out of bed, "Who is it?" The knocking on the door stopped suddenly, then continued. Yu Zeying found a flashlight on the cabinet with one leg broken, "Wait a minute..." He opened the leaky door and went out, and the little rabbit hopped after him.

Under the rippling moonlight, Yu Zeying walked unsteadily. When he was about to reach the gate, his steps suddenly stopped. The flashlight in his hand fell to the ground, and the bleak light was aimed right at the gate.

Mu Xiliang blocked the dazzling light with his hands. His slightly upturned fox eyes were filled with tears that were about to fall. His light grey pupils were covered with a layer of mist. "Silly dog, pick up the flashlight! I'm going blind..."

Yu Zeying's dark eyes were like two deep whirlpools, followed by a mist, and his thin lips trembled uncontrollably, "Ah Xi... Ah Xi... is that you?"

He always felt like he was dreaming, so he closed his eyes suddenly, then opened them again. Mu Xiliang was still there, he didn't leave. He slapped himself hard again, his face burning with pain. It was real, not a dream!

Mu Xiliang was wearing a blue-gray mountaineering suit and leaning on a walking stick. His beautiful yet almost demonic fox-like eyes were staring at him resentfully.

"Why are you still standing there? Open the door! I'm so tired. I took a 20-hour flight and a two-hour bus ride. There were no cars in the town, so I walked on the mountain road for another hour..."

Yu Zeying opened the door abruptly, and his tall and straight figure approached Mu Xiliang step by step in the vast night. His ruthless and cold fox eyes rarely showed tenderness. He had only been away for five months, how could his silly dog ​​become like this?

He looked very haggard and decadent, and the little bit of vigor and vitality he had originally possessed was gone.

Bai Yu's hand was cold as she touched his stubbled chin and curled her lips, "Are you really stupid?"

Yu Zeying grabbed his hand stiffly, rubbed it again and again, and said foolishly, "You... your hands are so cold..."

Mu Xiliang pursed his thin lips slightly, which were a light rosy color. He tried his best to hold back the tears at the corners of his eyes and scolded coquettishly, "Why don't you carry me in? Do you know that the temperature difference at night is very large? I was freezing all the way! I knocked for so long and no one opened the door. My hands are so painful..."

Yu Zeying's narrow eyes suddenly turned blood red. What he feared most now was death. His hands, with blue veins all over them, fiercely grabbed his shoulders and bit his rosy lips.

Mu Xiliang did not resist, but closed his eyes, and Bai Yu's arm climbed onto his shoulders. The hazy moonlight enveloped the two of them, like a thin veil wrapped around them.

Yu Zeying gradually regained consciousness in the repeated biting. Their noses touched, and their hot breaths entangled. Mu Xiliang's lips felt numb and painful, and he leaned against his broad chest and panted slightly. Then, the hot and fierce lips blocked his again...

He indulged again and again until Yu Zeying's rough big hands, with aggressiveness, invaded from his soft waist all the way down, "You...you're almost there, Yu Zeying, don't do it here... go back to the house, you can do whatever you want, just not here..."

Mu Xiliang's charming and beautiful fox eyes were filled with mist. He was always stubborn and aloof, and rarely showed this side. Yu Zeying's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his facial lines were particularly sharp, full of aggression, "Okay... let's go home!"

Bending down and picking him up, Mu Xiliang hugged his neck softly. A gust of cold wind blew in his face, lifting up his long hair in front of his forehead and making his ears slightly hot.

The room was dark, Yu Zeying gently carried him and put him on the peeling sofa.

The muscles tightened his arms and locked them on both sides of his shoulders. His eardrums were buzzing and his nerves were relaxed and numb.

"You... aren't leaving?" he asked cautiously, even a little humbly.

Mu Xiliang raised the corners of his bloodstained mouth slightly. He wanted to tease him, but seeing how pitiful he looked, he couldn't bear to leave. He held his cheek with his cold hands and said in a rare gentle tone, "I'm not leaving. I won't leave again..."

Yu Zeying's tense back finally relaxed a little, "Really?"

Mu Xiliang was amused by his silly and stupid look, "Really? Didn't we agree on this before? I'm the housekeeper, and you make money. What's wrong? Do you want to regret it?"

Yu Zeying cried and shook his head, "No, I don't want to regret it..." He wanted it the most...

But this is too much like a beautiful dream...

Mu Xiliang wiped away the tears from his eyes with her white jade fingers. "You cry so much. Did you cry hard when I left? Did anyone comfort you?"

Yu Zeying lowered his eyes, his turbid tears covering the expression in his eyes, "No... I didn't cry..."

Mu Xiliang's foxy eyes were filled with tears, like a galaxy. He sneered, "You're lying! I didn't know that you... hold back your tears during the day, but cry secretly under the quilt at night, right?"

Yu Zeying nodded lightly, "Yes..."

The lights were dim. Mu Xiliang's burning gaze fell on the long red scar on his neck. His heart ached again and again, as if fine needles were pricking him. His white jade fingers trembled as he stroked it. It was only after he arrived in Switzerland that he realized that he...

He wanted to come back like crazy, but his brother-in-law said he couldn't go back yet because there was no news from abroad and he would have to wait a very long time.

While waiting, he decided that if Yu Zeying survived, he would go back no matter what the final outcome of the Yu family was.

Even if I die, I want to die with him...

Fortunately, his silly dog ​​is very lucky. He has done so much for him, even at the cost of his own life. What else does he have to worry about?

Before he came back, his brother-in-law asked him if he would regret it. He said firmly, no.

He has nothing left. If he doesn't come back, he's afraid he won't be able to survive.

"Does it hurt?"

Yu Zeying nodded and shook his head, tears rolling down the back of Mu Xiliang's hand where veins were bulging. "It hurts... it hurts so much... I'm actually very scared. I'm scared that you'll forget me, that you'll be with someone else... that you won't want me."

Mu Xiliang opened his lips coldly, "When did I say I didn't want you anymore? I left in a hurry, and I was given anesthesia. When I woke up, I was already in Switzerland... My brother-in-law said that your brother would tell you, and I thought..."

Yu Zeying raised his moist eyes, his face full of astonishment, "My brother?"

Mu Xiliang's lowered eyes flickered with light and shadow, "Yes, he was the one who sent me and my elder sister to the airport..."

What kind of person is Yu Zehui?

He doesn't know either.

In the past, he hated him to the core and wanted to cut him into pieces...

But it was he who rescued him from Yu Yaodong, hid him secretly in a haunted house, and secretly sent people to protect his elder sister.

Yu Zeying's eyes were hot and he opened his mouth, "He, he is..."

How could he not understand what Yu Zehui did?

Yu Zehui knew better than anyone that if anything happened to Mu Xiliang, he would not survive alone, so he sent him to Switzerland without telling anyone, even him.

Wait until everything is over, then tell him everything...

As long as it's about him, Yu Zehui will protect him even at the risk of his life.

Just like when he was a child, he was afraid of the heat, and Yu Zehui would walk in front of him, cursing, to block the sun for him. However, these memories were too long ago and too vague, so vague that he could hardly remember them.

In a sense, Mu Xiliang was the last "gift" given to him by Yu Zehui.

Mu Xiliang's foxy eyes were misty, and he gently held him in his arms, patting his back from time to time, "I know, he did it for you...Cry if you want to, I'll comfort you..."

Yu Zeying no longer suppressed his emotions, hugged him tightly and cried loudly. He had never understood why Yu Zehui didn't tell him everything, or why they could join forces.

Now he understood that once he did it or knew about it, it would be difficult for him to extricate himself cleanly, so Yu Zehui would definitely not let him take risks.

He protected the people he wanted to protect, but he failed to protect himself...

"I, I don't have a brother anymore, I don't have a brother anymore... Ah Xi, I don't have a brother anymore..."

Mu Xiliang closed his eyes and patted his shoulder, tears rolling down his cheeks and onto Bai Yu's neck. "I know... he's a bad guy, but he's very good to you and is a good brother..."

"He could have escaped. He stayed at Yu's house because of me... It was me... It was me who killed him..."

Mu Xi felt a knot of pain in her conscience. She held his face and said with a sob, "No, it wasn't you who killed him. It was your grandpa, your mother, and your uncle who killed him. It has nothing to do with you..."

Yu Zeying held him tightly, as if he had found an outlet to vent his emotions, and cried out all the tears that he had been holding back for a long time...

The moon was above the treetops. Intermittent crying could be heard from the dilapidated wooden house. Yu Zeying's eyes were red and swollen, and his lips were trembling as he leaned on Mu Xiliang's shoulder. Mu Xiliang patted his shoulder with his hands stiff. He didn't remember how long he had been coaxing him... "Yu Zeying, you're almost there... I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep!"

"good……"

Yu Zeying sniffed and carried him to the simple bathroom. Mu Xiliang looked at the spider webs in the corners of the wall and frowned, "Have you spent the money in the passbook? Do you have any money on you?"

"I don't have any money. Do you want some? I have some. I'll get it for you now!"

Yu Zeying was about to walk out when Mu Xiliang grabbed him and said, "Come back and listen to what I have to say!"

Yu Zeying stood back obediently. Mu Xiliang looked around. This small, shabby house was even more shabby than a haunted house. His stupid dog actually lived in such a place for so many years. A hint of distress flashed across his deep, foxy eyes.

"I have a little money, although not much, but it should be enough to build a small house. I want to be with you, but I don't want to suffer with you. I don't like going out and I don't want to see people, so the place I live in must be comfortable..."

"I know! I will definitely not let you suffer with me. I had already thought about it when we were in the haunted house. After the New Year, we will build a house on the residential land next door... I will go find the master tomorrow! Let's not build a small western-style house but a big villa! The kind with a swimming pool. Don't you like swimming? I will hold you and swim!"

Yu Zeying took off his coat and pulled off his round-necked gown. His jade-like neck curved into a beautiful arc, like a piece of cold white porcelain that could only be viewed from a distance and not touched.

He leaned forward slightly, revealing his sharp teeth, gnawing at it, blaspheming, and ravaging it...

Mu Xiliang leaned on the sink, still thinking about his big villa with a swimming pool, until Yu Zeying took off his pants. His fox eyes rolled up, "Yu Zeying! I just want to wash up and go to bed, I'm so sleepy! If you want to be horny, can you do it tomorrow?"

Yu Zeying raised his hands awkwardly, looking innocent, "I didn't... I want to see your legs. Do your legs still hurt on a rainy day?"

Mu Xiliang turned away uncomfortably, "It doesn't hurt anymore. It stopped hurting after the last surgery..."

Yu Zeying squatted down, carefully took off his pants, touched the cold prosthesis, his moist eyes were deep, revealing an almost devout obsession and undisguised heartache.

"I heard that wearing it for a long time will cause pain in your legs. Does it hurt for you?"

Mu Xiliang pressed his swollen and painful thigh, "It's okay... I don't like to go out, so I don't wear it very often. It's not because I don't like to go out because I have no legs, but because I don't like to go out. Don't let your imagination run wild..."

Yu Zeying took off his prosthesis. Perhaps because he walked too much today, a small piece of skin on his smooth knee was worn off. "Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming?"

Mu Xiliang had a bad temper to begin with, and after not sleeping for more than ten hours in a row, he completely exploded, "You talk a lot of nonsense! Hurry up and give me a bath! I'm so sleepy, I'll talk to you tomorrow..."

Yu Zeying smiled foolishly after being yelled at, as if he was back in a haunted house. He found a large, clean basin, put hot water in it, and carried him in. There was a lot of mist in the bathroom, but Mu Xiliang didn't feel cold at all. He looked at the big red basin under him, with a peony flower decorated at the bottom of the basin, and his face was full of black lines.

Turning sideways, one can see Yu Zeying's resolute profile. Beads of sweat rolled down his taut and strong waist. His young and strong body was covered with a layer of moisture, which was particularly attractive.

Mu Xiliang looked at him boldly with an open and frank look in his eyes. She had agreed to sleep with him partly because of his face and his impressive figure.

I haven't seen him for half a year, and he's a little thinner, but fortunately his muscles are still there. He doesn't even breathe when I hug him, so it's OK. But the scar on his neck is a little scary. "Do you want to have surgery... to get rid of it?"

The handkerchief in Yu Zeying's hand fell into the basin, creating a small ripple. "Are you afraid? If you are, I will get rid of it. I will listen to you!"

Mu Xiliang raised his water-stained hand and gently pressed the long bright red scar on his neck. "I'm not afraid, I just... forget it, this position is too dangerous, let's not do it, no matter what you are like... I want you!"

Yu Zeying grabbed his jade-like hand and nibbled it bit by bit, the lust in his eyes rolling like ink, "Ah Xi, I want..."

Mu Xiliang pulled his hand back indifferently, "No! Take a shower, go to sleep..."

"No, that's not what I meant..." Yu Zeying explained hurriedly, "I just wanted to..."

Mu Xiliang's foxy eyes sparkled with tears, and he smiled coldly, "Don't explain, I don't know you yet! Hurry up and give me a bath, then brush my teeth, and carry me to bed!"

Yu Zeying felt wronged, but he didn't dare to refute, "Okay..."

The deserted little shabby house became a little warmer after Mu Xiliang came. Under the dim light, Mu Xiliang sat at the end of the bed wearing Yu Zeying's white shirt, holding the little rabbit and rocking it gently. His jade-like skin looked like a clear jade Buddha under the light.

Yu Zeying was so obsessed with her that he even forgot to change the bed sheets. Mu Xiliang felt his burning gaze and glanced at him coldly with a bit of seductive fox eyes, "Do you want to sleep on the floor tonight?"