Chapter 81 Survive

Mu Xiliang heard the door open and sat up angrily, "I'm not asking you to get out..."

Seeing the person coming in, his eyes suddenly became cold and terrifying, "Yu Zehui..."

Yu Zehui sneered, his voice seemed to be filled with chill, "I didn't expect you still remember me, you have a good memory!"

Mu Xiliang's white jade fingers clenched the quilt tightly, his fox eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

Staring at him coldly, "You are the one I want to kill in my dreams. How could I possibly forget?!!! No, it should be every single person in your Yu family!"

Yu Zehui walked to the bedside with a smile on his face, his playful eyes showing a condescending arrogance and pity.

"Since you want to chop me into pieces, why are you trying to survive? How can you kill me if you're dead? Will you come back as a ghost to take my life? You have to remember, I can kill you if you're alive, and I can kill you again if you become a ghost!"

Mu Xiliang's foxy eyes burst out with intense anger, almost burning Yu Zehui. He threw himself to the end of the bed. Yu Zehui had already taken a big step back on guard. Mu Xiliang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his lips, "Don't hide if you have the guts!"

Yu Zehui licked the corner of his mouth, and a tiny arc appeared on his lips. The smile looked a little evil. "I have no ability, so I will hide. Don't forget that your life was bought by your uncle with his life. Don't think about death all the time. If you want to kill me or take revenge, just live well!"

Mu Xiliang clenched his fists, his eyes seemed to be a little blurred, his pupils were full of mist, and the corners of his eyes were bright red, "Just wait! I won't let you go, and I won't let you and the Yu family go! I want you to die miserably!!!"

Yu Zehui opened his thin lips slightly, his voice was calm but contained a chilling danger and coldness, "Don't just talk, take real action! If you want revenge, you have to live. I'm waiting for you to come and seek revenge on me! If you die, I will dig up your grave and pour your mother's ashes into the toilet!"

Mu Xiliang's face turned ashen, and he uttered two words in a sinister voice, "Beast!!!"

Yu Zehui raised his eyes and glared at him coldly, "I am a beast! I'm waiting for you to seek revenge on me. Let's go..."

Mu Xiliang punched the bed again and again, "You beast, just wait, I will definitely go!!!"

The door of the ward was closed, and Yu Zeying stood up nervously. His face was extremely thin, his eyes were deep, and he looked haggard and sick. "Ah Xi..."

Yu Zehui looked disgusted, "Can you clean yourself up? I called you an idiot, you really are an idiot, right... Don't worry, he has hope of survival!"

Yu Zeying looked ashen and gloomy. When he heard that Mu Xiliang had hope of living and would not commit suicide again, his eyes were filled with mist, "That's good... That's good..."

Then his eyes turned deep and dark, "Did his father really embezzle the 10 million, or was he framed by his grandfather?"

Yu Zehui held a cigarette in his mouth, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking cynical and playful.

"The Mu family doesn't have many good people either, just like our family, they are full of rotten people! Especially Mu Yuanmin, he has brought this upon himself, the 10 million was originally agreed to be given to the old man, 5 million, he wanted to keep it all to himself but he has no ability! The old man has been so powerful for so many years and this is the first time he has fallen into the gutter, do you think he can bear this?"

Yu Zeying did not question him. Yu Zehui never lied to him. His eyes were dark and his voice was slightly hoarse. "What about you? Ah Xi's legs..."

Yu Zehui blew out the cigarette in his mouth and jumped up in anger.

"Are you an idiot?! I've said before that I only want the brick factory and the money. I don't care about that bullshit power. His legs were chopped off by the old guy. If you want to go crazy, go find him. Don't be like a mad dog and bite anyone you catch..."

Yu Zeying punched the wall, "It's better this way. If I find out, even if you are my brother, I will not let you go!"

"Idiot!" Yu Zehui cursed and left, but felt aggrieved and came back, "You are a fucking idiot! Big idiot..." He felt much better after cursing!

Yu Zeying leaned against the wall dejectedly, then slowly squatted down, reaching his hands into his hair, scratching and scratching until he heard the sound of a bowl breaking in the ward. He suddenly stood up, pushed open the door and went in, "Ah Xi..."

The chicken soup was scattered all over the floor, the bowl was broken into pieces, there was still a wisp of hot steam floating on the ground, and the pungent smell of medicine in the air was mostly covered by the thick chicken soup.

Mu Xiliang sat stiffly beside the bed. He just wanted to reach out to take the chicken soup on the bedside table, but his body tilted and knocked it over. He saw Yu Zeying come in, with a bandaged face, and moved his body to sit back on the bed.

Yu Zeying secretly relaxed, he thought he dropped the bowl to... Fortunately, it wasn't the case. He quickly cleaned up the debris and squatted on the ground to carefully check if there were any fragments that were missed.

After confirming that there was none, Mu Xiliang stood up with the help of his knees, pursed his lips, and a hint of charm appeared in his foxy eyes, "Is there any chicken soup? I want to drink..."

Yu Zeying looked at him in disbelief for two seconds before suddenly reacting, "Yes! I'll get it for you..."

Yu Zeying walked out with big strides, almost running, and soon came back with a bucket of chicken soup.

Mu Xiliang wanted to drink the rich and fragrant chicken soup by himself. Yu Zeying held the bowl full of chicken soup and leaned back slightly, "It's very hot... I'll hold it. The wound on your hand hasn't healed yet..."

He said it openly, but he actually had his own little thoughts...

Mu Xiliang had a hot temper to begin with, and he couldn't stand his procrastination, "Then feed it faster!"

"Okay..." Yu Zeying scooped a spoonful, blew it again and again, and passed it to his mouth. Mu Xiliang was sure that he blew his saliva into the soup when he blew it, so he swallowed it with disgust. Fortunately, the chicken soup tasted good. "Don't blow it again!"

Yu Zeying's hand holding the spoon froze for a moment, "But it's hot..."

Mu Xiliang narrowed his gorgeous fox eyes and said, "It's me who got burned, not you!"

Yu Zeying stirred the chicken soup in the bowl, scooped a spoonful, blew it from a distance, and fed it to him. Mu Xiliang drank it.

"But it will hurt..."

Mu Xiliang clutched the quilt under him and pretended to be deaf and dumb when he heard it. He drank a bowl of chicken soup and ate half a bowl of chicken. The coldness in his body was dispelled a lot. He felt sleepy, so he threw back the quilt and lay down.

Yu Zeying cleaned up quietly and sat back down beside the bed. The corners of Mu Xiliang's foxy eyes were stained with rouge and his thin crimson lips trembled slightly. When he was asleep, his sharpness was hidden and he looked incredibly beautiful.

But he still liked to see him glaring at him angrily with those gorgeous fox eyes...

I like to see his seductive lips opening and closing to scold him, be vexatious to him, ridicule him, laugh at him...

I like to see him hitting him, pinching him, biting him with a cold and beautiful face...

No! He should say that he likes everything about Mu Xiliang...

He was very greedy and unwilling to just watch him like this, so he moved his body and lay down carefully. The bed was very large, and there was still more than half space left after two people lay down.

Yu Zeying leaned to one side, his hands frozen in mid-air, wanting to hug him but not daring to...

Forget it, I won’t hold him anymore. Mu Xiliang has poor sleep quality. In the past, when he didn’t let me hold him, he would always wait until he fell asleep and then hold him secretly.

As a result, Mu Xiliang woke up not long after he held him. The fox slapped him hard before he even opened his eyes. He did not let go, but held him even tighter. As long as he let him hold him, he would slap him as many times as he wanted.

In just five days, all their happiness was sealed in the haunted house...

His eyes were dull, his facial muscles were slack, his shoulders were drooping, his broad back was bent, he was so tired, so sleepy…

In the afternoon, the sun peeked out from behind the thick clouds, and the golden sunlight shone into the ward like flowing amber.

Mu Xiliang was awakened by the heat. He opened his eyes listlessly and saw Yu Zeying's tall and hot body pressed against him without leaving a gap, and one arm was just resting on his thin waist.

Mu Xiliang frowned, a little surprised that this bastard didn't hug him...

Mu Xiliang was not used to someone hugging him. In the haunted house, they separated as soon as they were done. There was no way there would be any tenderness afterwards...

Later, Yu Zeying became more and more greedy. Not only did he want to be intimate, he also wanted to hold him to sleep. He beat him and scolded him, but Yu Zeying not only did not let go, but he held him tightly...

Once, Yu Zeying went to bed earlier than him, and his strong arms easily pried open his body. But in less than a second, the guy hugged him again. He was not the kind of person who gave up so easily. He took the soft pillow embroidered with twin lotus and stuffed it into his hand, and the golden cicada escaped from its shell.

Yu Zeying, this big fool, slept soundly with a soft pillow in his arms. He kissed and bit him while he was holding him for a while, and even drooled. The more Mu Xiliang watched, the darker his face became. He swore that if he let him hold him again in the future, he would...

He cried if he was not allowed to hug him, he cried if he was not allowed to kiss him, he cried if he was not allowed to do anything, he cried again, he cried so much that he once wondered if he had owed him something in his previous life and was here to collect the debt in this life...

Yu Zeying has fine facial features, and even with his stubble and scruffy look, it's hard to hide it.

He still can't figure out why such a good person has the last name Yu?

A big part of his cold and suspicious personality is that when he was young, his father brought his mistress home. Seeing them having sex on the sofa, he developed a strong resistance to sex, which turned into disgust when he grew up. He didn't understand why his mother, who was so good, would marry such a scumbag?

Mom said that their fate had come to an end...

He didn't understand then, but he understands now.

His fate with Yu Zeying has also come to an end...

He wants to live and take revenge, so they can't be together...

Mu Xiliang's eyes turned and narrowed. Yu Zeying woke up and pretended to be asleep! He pretended not to notice that the jade-like fingers pinched his palm. In less than two seconds, Yu Zeying's whole body tensed up, and his lower body was even more...

He suddenly opened his eyes and Mu Xiliang stared at him with his blue eyes. There was a warning in his indifferent look. Yu Zeying wanted to restrain himself, but he couldn't control his pounding heart... He froze his body and dared not move.

Mu Xiliang smiled coldly and pushed him off the bed!