Fearless

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Could it be that I was thinking wrong?Meng Huaiyu turned around again unwillingly, but still didn't see any secrets of Liangcheng. There were indeed classified books on the desk, but Meng Huaiyu also read them. They were not suspicious books, and there were even more books in the drawer. It's empty, Meng Huaiyu knows that Liang Cheng likes to read, and the books he read are also very miscellaneous.

Puzzled, Meng Huaiyu looked at the bedroom again. He always felt that there was something strange and very wrong, but he couldn't tell.

His eyes wandered, wardrobe?Neat and clean, no problem.desk?Not many things are easy to check, no problem.bed?Neatly made, completely different from his previous pigsty... bed!Meng Huaiyu suddenly realized that this bed is wrong!So clean!

Generally speaking, as long as you sleep on the bed, there will be traces. Meng Huaiyu also understands Liang Cheng's character a little bit. He is so suspicious that he will definitely not allow cleaners to enter his bedroom. Those people can see the living room. The urn is already at its limit, so the quilt on the bed in the bedroom must have been folded by Liang Cheng himself. He is just an ordinary person and he doesn't have the ability to clean up the bed, but now the bed is clean and smooth without any wrinkles. It didn't look like anyone had slept at all.

But Liang Cheng has made so many protections for this room, he definitely won't not sleep here, and just now I heard from the people below that Liang Cheng sleeps here at night.

So since he doesn't sleep in the bed, where can he sleep?Lie on the desk?Meng Huaiyu denied this conjecture, now he can be sure that there is something wrong with Liang Cheng's room, regardless of whether Liang Cheng knows it or not, it will be fine if he lies on the desk.This is inconsistent with his conjecture.

Then...Meng Huaiyu scanned the entire room again, and his eyes slowly stayed under the bed.In order to match the style of the whole manor, this bed is also made of wood, carved with exquisite retro patterns, with cushions on it, but a solid wooden cuboid underneath, which exists as a bed support.

Not sleeping in the bed... under the bed?

Thinking of this possibility, Meng Huaiyu walked to the side of the bed, tentatively and slowly stretched his hand down through the cushion and the wooden surface... Then, after stretching almost half of his arm, he touched something cold and hard.

It's really cold. Although Meng Huaiyu is a soul body, he can feel the temperature. It's not an exaggeration to say that he felt as if he had touched a piece of ice. Not wide, like a coffin... a coffin? !

Meng Huaiyu was completely stunned by her own thoughts.

Then, with a livid face, he rushed out of the bedroom, went to the living room, and reached into the urn to touch it.

It was empty.

That lunatic in Liang Cheng, Liang Cheng is really a lunatic! ! !Even Meng Huaiyu had to be forced to be rough, that bastard!How dare he!How dare you do that!After so many years, he really has been blind!Why didn't he know that Liang Cheng, a pervert, had such, such thoughts towards him!

That's right, Meng Huaiyu is sure now, what he touched just now was an ice coffin.As for who is lying in the ice coffin... Since his body has not been cremated, there is only one person.

Meng Huaiyu is very angry now. He has never wanted to kill a person so much since he was in the underworld. He|that bastard—Meng Huaiyu slammed his fist on the table in anger. The bastard killed him and ruined it. His dead body!Isn't he afraid of being punished by God!Yes, Meng Huaiyu is now so angry that he even hopes that God will open his eyes and kill that scum in Liangcheng!

Meng Huaiyu calmed down and calmed down again, but she still couldn't bear the anger in her heart.Yes, he was indeed able to accept Liang Cheng's betrayal of him relatively calmly, because he fucking didn't care about his life at all!Moreover, no one owes anything to anyone, and he doesn't think Liang Cheng has done too much, but it's different now. A person who killed him can't let him go, even.... Put it in an ice coffin and keep it safe!

Who is this fucking for!

Meng Huaiyu was even sure that this ice coffin was not an ordinary ice coffin. The ice coffin he touched just now was not an ordinary ice coffin, but a more advanced one. —Including the scheming one in Liangcheng—the stuff that we have seen together can keep human corpses unscathed for hundreds of years!At the beginning, Meng Huaiyu did not support this kind of practice. He even half-jokingly said, "If you die, you will die and keep the corpse." The boss, Meng Huaiyu, didn't care too much, who knew that this bastard really did it to him!

Now that the technology is so advanced, Meng Huaiyu has no doubt that Liang Cheng has the ability to modify the bed and create an exactly the same environment inside the bed.

No wonder his complexion is bad, it's definitely not just sadness, it's from being frozen!After all, it's late autumn now, it's no wonder Liang Cheng doesn't get sick if he sleeps next to that ice coffin every night!

After sorting out these lines, Meng Huaiyu's face was gloomy. If it weren't for him not being a real person, he would have torn Liang Cheng's heart alive by now!He wouldn't think that Liang Cheng humiliated him like this in order to get revenge, after all, even though Liang Cheng was mentally ill, he still understood, and he still didn't bother to do this kind of thing - Liang Cheng didn't say how much he hated him!So the opposite of hate?love?

Meng Huaiyu sneered, he can almost understand Liang Cheng's perverted thoughts, Liang Cheng really likes him, and really wants to be with him, but the problem is that his status is too high, and he doesn't show that he likes men at all on weekdays tendency—then what will Liangcheng do?Meng Huaiyu thought that he was similar to Liang Cheng to some extent, so he also roughly understood Liang Cheng's idea - imprisonment.

So in the cemetery Liangcheng asked his subordinates to keep Meng Huaiyu's life. He took Meng Huaiyu's power, but he wanted to have the power to limit Meng Huaiyu, but because of a mistake, Meng Huaiyu died.So what will Liangcheng do?He is suspicious and possessive, will he allow death to take Meng Huaiyu away?

So he made an ice coffin for Meng Huaiyu at a high price, completely keeping Meng Huaiyu's body.

I really love him to the core.

Fuck you|Damn it!Meng Huaiyu can only sneer at this kind of love. He has never loved anyone before, but he also understands that loving someone is not like this. Loving someone should be tolerant, let that person be free, respect all the choices of that person, and have courage!This he|damn is also worthy of being called love?This is nothing more than a child grabbing a toy that he has wanted for a long time and is reluctant to let it go.Hurt in the name of love is bullshit!

But even if Meng Huaiyu was so angry that he wanted to shoot Liangcheng down, he still can't do anything now that he is not a physical body. Meng Huaiyu still endured his anger and left the room on the third floor. He is not only angry now, but also Nausea.

After all, Meng Huaiyu, who has calmed down a little, can't help thinking of more... Who knows if Liang Cheng will like platonic love?

Meng Huaiyu didn't know the answer to this question, and he didn't intend to.

All the way back to the hall with a sullen face, Meng Huaiyu glanced at him. Liang Cheng was still standing in front of his portrait to greet the guests, and Lin Yanzhi was still standing in the corner, but now some bold people had come up to strike up a conversation. Although the face is cold, but the proper etiquette is not lacking at all,

Seeing Lin Yanzhi, the anger in Meng Huaiyu's heart gradually calmed down.

He walked up to Lin Yanzhi, stretched out his hand, and slowly touched Lin Yanzhi's face bit by bit.This was the first time Meng Huaiyu had touched Lin Yanzhi since high school.Even if it's just air.

Meng Huaiyu withdrew his hand, stood next to Lin Yanzhi, and looked at the guests in the hall with serious and sad expressions—after all, they were all comparable to movie kings, but in fact, in the entire hall, so many people in Meng Huaiyu's life, Only Lin Yanzhi was the one who was truly saddened by his death—oh, that bastard in Liang Cheng didn't count.

In fact, this result has been much better. According to his original thinking, he didn't even have a corpse collection. At that time, he thought that he and Lin Yanzhi had broken up with each other. After so many years, the more he lived, the more tired he became, as if survival itself had become a reality. A difficult thing.

He is not a very purposeful person. If life hadn't forced him to become what he is today, life and death make no difference to him, and he has no nostalgia for this world.

Is there really no nostalgia?Meng Huaiyu asked herself silently.

If there is no nostalgia, then why didn't he go to the Palace of the King of Hell to report now, but floated here like a wandering soul?

The funeral this time was mainly to entertain some business partners of Meng Huaiyu during his lifetime, so there was no link of sending Meng Huaiyu to the cemetery for burial.

Although Meng Huaiyu didn't want to see the hypocrisy of these people, he still didn't think that Liang Cheng was kind, not to mention the bad things he did. The boss showed his identity in front of him, proving that he is now the head of Huanyu.

She pretended to love him so much, but in the end she even calculated his death.

After the banquet, Lin Yanzhi went home without staying long, and Meng Huaiyu naturally followed. He really didn't want to see Liang Cheng's face at all now, and Lin Yanzhi... considering his relationship with Meng Huaiyu Ineligible to participate in the burial process.Of course, Meng Huaiyu suspected that Liang Cheng would only take a small number of his men to bury Meng Huaiyu in order to cover up what he had done.

After returning home, Lin Yanzhi continued to hold the newspaper in a daze after washing up. A few days ago, he carefully cut out the photo of Meng Huaiyu from the newspaper, then carefully gathered it into a pile, and glued it with cellophane.It's hard for you to imagine Lin Yanzhi doing these things, after all, he doesn't seem to be the person who does these things.

"Meng Huaiyu," Lin Yanzhi said suddenly when he was doing this that day, talking to himself, "We haven't had a group photo for two years in high school."

At that time, Meng Huaiyu had low self-esteem and suspicion, and she didn't even dare to take a picture with the person she liked.