Chapter 156 Mermaid Tears

After the rain on Yanyan Mountain, a faint silver crescent moon hung in the sky.

Mu Xiliang leaned over and hugged Yu Zeying in a daze, but his jade-like arms found nothing. He opened his crimson fox eyes, and the room was dark. Yu Zeying was not there, and his slender fingers touched the place where he had slept, and there was still a little warmth left.

A cluster of firelight reflected on the small window. He stood up and sat up. It was a cold night. Yu Zeying was burning something at the door. He put on a gray down jacket and got out of bed by the bed. Yu Zeying, who was always very alert, did not react when Mu Xiliang walked behind him.

Mu Xiliang hugged his waist from behind, "What are you burning?"

"Why did you get up? Did I disturb you?" Yu Zeying touched his jade-like fingers, which were a little cold, and clenched them tightly.

"No, I can't sleep without you." Mu Xiliang was the most clingy when he was sleepy. Yu Zeying leaned over and kissed his eyes, which made Mu Xiliang shiver.

Mu Xiliang narrowed his fox eyes and looked at the ground. It was almost burned out and only the outline could be seen. "Are you burning paper money? Are you burning it for Yu Zehui?"

Yu Zeying's dark eyes reflected the firelight, "Yes, today... today is his birthday..."

Mu Xiliang stopped talking, and Yu Zeying was silent too, tears rolling down into the brazier. Until the sky was covered with fish scales, Yu Zeying's eyes were red and swollen, and he was still crying. Mu Xiliang held him in his arms and kissed his cheek.

After the ninth autumn, the leaves on the vines had fallen off by more than half. Zhi Yan, wearing pajamas, squatted under the fence, looking at the dead leaves on the ground. Elvis hummed and rubbed his head against him.

Zhiyan hugged him, "I didn't say it was you who did it. I was thinking that if your father were still here, he would definitely have a way..."

Elvis broke away from him, dug a hole under the fence, and buried all the dead leaves in it. Zhiyan's eyes were red, he understood what Elvis meant, and rubbed his ears, "I'm fine... I just miss your dad."

Today is Yu Zehui's birthday. If he were still here, I would not go to the company today. I would stay at home with him and sleep until he wakes up naturally. He likes to stay in bed and doesn't like to eat breakfast. Yu Zehui usually beats him up in bed first, making him roll his eyes, and then takes him to take a bath.

Elvis hit him with his head, and he suddenly came to his senses. Yu Zehui was gone...

He helped Elvis stand up and led her inside, "Today is your father's birthday, let's have something delicious!"

When Elvis heard that there was something delicious, he ran to the kitchen. Zhiyan was afraid that he would mess up the food in the refrigerator, so he quickly followed him. As soon as he arrived at the kitchen, someone called out from outside the door. Zhiyan took two chicken legs and gave them to Elvis, "Eat these two first, I'll be back soon."

Elvis followed him, biting a chicken leg.

It was Liu Hai, holding a cake in his hand, "Xiaozhi, are you okay?"

Zhiyan opened the wooden door and said, "I'm fine. His problem didn't affect you, did it?"

"No, my wife was about to give birth a few days ago, so I didn't have time to come and see you. I won't go in, I have something else to do. This is what the chairman asked me to give you..."

Liu Hai handed him the cake. Zhi Yan's eyes were filled with tears. He took it with stiff hands. Before he could even say thank you, Liu Hai left. The cake was a rose cake, which was his favorite. Every year on his birthday, Yu Zehui would make one himself.

The first time I made it, it was ugly. In order to prevent Zhiyan from finding out, I called to order one. The cake shop staff delivered it to the door of the villa. Before Yu Zehui had time to take it, Elvis had opened it and eaten most of it. Yu Zehui angrily chased him in the rose garden and beat him.

Seeing the rose cake, Elvis called out twice. Zhiyan looked at the rose cake again and said, "You mean there is something in the cake, right?"

Elvis called out again, Zhiyan closed the door, and walked quickly to the living room with the rose cake. He untied the ribbon, opened the box, and sprinkled rose petals on the white cream. Elvis couldn't help but licked the cream on the box.

Zhi Yan searched for a long time before he found the saw for cutting the cake. He held the handle and cut gently. There was something in the middle of the rose cake.

Zhiyan cut open both sides and found a glass box inside, which he took out carefully.

I wiped off the cream and opened the lid. Inside the transparent acrylic box were four or five CDs, and a red velvet box next to it.

He guessed what was inside before he even opened it. It was a ring...

Every year on his birthday, Yu Zehui would give him a ring, but this idiot... It's his birthday, why is he giving him a ring?

The ring was inlaid with a pink diamond, which he recognized as Mermaid Tears. It was unearthed from a mine that Yu Zehui opened with his friends in Africa. At that time, many officials offered him a high price to buy it, but he refused to sell it even after offering 100 million yuan.

He also asked about the Mermaid Tears, but Yu Zehui lied to him and said that he had given it to someone else. At that time, he needed to make friends with various officials. Zhi Yan didn't want the Mermaid Tears. His major was jewelry design. He had heard of the Mermaid Tears, and it happened to be in Yu Zehui's hands, so he wanted to read it and write some materials.

There are two letters engraved inside the ring, ZY...

It was carved by Yu Zehui...

He opened the acrylic box, took out the disc and put it into the DVD. The projection screen was as big as a wall. It was installed by Yu Zehui, who loved watching TV series. Yu Zehui installed a projector in every house they lived in.

The living room was dark, and the person on the screen was none other than Zhi Yan, who was photographed by Yu Zehui.

In the misty bathroom, he was taking a shower while Yu Zehui was holding up a camera to record his performance. His face was red from the hot water, and he scolded her coquettishly, "Yu Zehui, are you sick? You're recording while taking a shower! Get out...get out!"

Yu Zehui turned the camera with a playful smile and aimed it at himself, "My Zhizhi is so pretty. When we get old, we can lie on the bed and watch her!" The camera was very close. Yu Zehui had very long eyelashes, and Zhiyan behind him covered her upper body to hide.

"Yu Zehui, if you keep taking pictures with that camera..." Zhi Yan sneezed.

Yu Zehui was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he put the camera on the sink and wrapped him in a bath towel, "Okay... okay, no more filming!"

"Yu Zehui, you bastard!" Zhi Yan slapped him on the side of the neck.

Yu Zehui hissed, "Heavenly Bodhisattva, have I ever told you that you have a broken palm, and it hurts when you hit someone!"

"Pa pa——" Zhi Yan raised his hand and slapped twice!

Yu Zehui carried him out with a bloody face full of slap marks, "You fucking bastard! Look at other wives who beat their husbands every day like you do! I'm just giving you too much face. You beat me six out of seven days a week!"

Zhi Yan pulled his eyelashes, "Who told you to take pictures? I was taking a shower. I told you several times, but you still took pictures. In the past, when you took pictures of me, I...didn't say anything. Now you even take pictures of me while I'm taking a shower..."

Yu Zehui didn't know when it started, but whenever he was at home, he always liked to hold a camera and take pictures everywhere. But basically he took pictures of Zhiyan, eating, sleeping, bathing, and even when the two of them were having sex in bed, he would also take pictures...

Zhiyan could bear it at first, but no one can stand being photographed like this every day. Today, he couldn't bear it anymore while taking a shower.

"I have to go on a business trip. If I don't go to watch, what will I do if I miss you?" Yu Zehui softened his voice. He picked up the pajamas at the end of the bed and put them on him. Zhi Yan didn't give him a good look, "I'll wear it myself!"

"Then I'll dry my hair..."

Zhiyan put on his pajamas and sat down beside the bed. Yu Zehui took a soft towel and gently wiped his hair. His hair was very fine and soft, and it grew to his ears. "It's time to cut your hair. Do you want me to help you cut it?"

Zhi Yan raised her leg and kicked his knee, "No, your haircut is so ugly. The last time you cut my hair like that, I didn't dare to go out for a month!"

It was hot, Zhi Yan was too lazy to go out, Yu Zehui promised to cut his hair, Zhi Yan thought his haircutting skills were as good as his skills in bed, so he relaxed his guard. It was noon, he fell asleep leaning against the chair, and when he woke up, his hair was cut like a horse's, completely unpresentable.

He was so angry that he took a pair of scissors and cut Yu Zehui's hair. It didn't matter if he went out or not, but Yu Zehui had to wear a cap every day when he went out, and he had to wear it for two months. It was hot, and he got a lot of heat rash.

When they came back in the evening, Zhi Yan used the powder for rubbing babies' butts to wipe off his heat rash. Yu Zehui hugged his waist and said to him aggrievedly that someone got drunk at the dinner party and pulled his hat off. Everyone at the table laughed so hard at his chewed bangs that they vomited.

Zhi Yan held back her laughter and said, "I'm sorry...husband..."

Yu Zehui had a mixture of love and hate for him. He nibbled and bit his soft mouth, "Fuck, why do I love you so much? Did you fucking trick me?"

He couldn't bear to hit her, nor could he bear to scold her. Looking at the entire officialdom, everyone knew that Yu Zehui was raising a lover like raising an ancestor.

Zhiyan slapped him on the neck, "Don't move, the prickly heat powder is falling off..."

"Hit me again..."

Zhi Yan lowered his head and kissed his lips, "I'll beat you!"

Yu Zehui turned his face over and said, "One slap and one kiss. Two slaps, give me ten times tonight!"

Zhi Yan said nothing. She put down her powder, took off her pajamas, and slid her slender, milky white body into the soft quilt. Yu Zehui was a little confused. "What do you mean?"

Zhiyan hid under the quilt, his fingertips clenched until they turned white, and said in a hushed voice, "Didn't I say... ten times?"

Yu Zehui's eyes were red, he violently pulled off the belt, and pounced on her like a hungry wolf...

"Then I can ask someone to come to your house and cut your hair, right?"

Yu Zehui dried his hair and carried him downstairs.

Zhi Yan grabbed his neck, put his hand on his ear, and said coquettishly, "I don't want outsiders to come to my house. Don't go to the company today. Take me out to get a haircut..."

"How about tomorrow? The company is very busy today, with two projects to be tendered. I have to go and keep an eye on it, how about you come with me to the company?"