Soon, Zhang Yang discovered that there was more than just one person, because behind the tall man, there was a short man close to him. Because the distance between the two was too close, Zhang Yang misunderstood that they were the same person.
There is no need to guess who Zhang Yang is.
There are only two male surnames on this boat, one is the tall Panasonic, and the other is a short man whose name Zhang Yang still doesn't know.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yang made a decision. His body floated up like a ghost, as if fused into the air... Panasonic and the short man opened the door with the key, and sneakily touched Zhang Yang's bed.
, I felt a cold wind blowing by, and in a daze, I had already walked to the bed. I knew that the bed was empty and no one was there.
"Where are the people?" The short man asked.
"No one?" Panasonic opened the door in disappointment and looked at the empty room.
Sure enough, there was no one, and the bed looked a bit messy, but there was indeed no one, the portholes were open, and the sea breeze was blowing, without any trace of ostentation.
"The quilt is still warm. Could it be that he is..." The short man touched the place where Zhang Yang was sitting just now and said with surprise.
"Double surname love..." Matsushita looked disappointed. The only explanation for Zhang Yang's disappearance was that Zhang Yang had entered the woman's room.
Obviously, the short man is a lover of two surnames and is happy to find a companion, but Panasonic is very disappointed, because a lover of the same surname does not want his partner to be a lover of two surnames. In this way, there will be countless competitors...
…
Just as Panasonic and the short man were looking around in the room, in fact, the breeze that blew when they first entered the room was Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang used the dim lights and the speed of the "Immortal Road" magical skill to cause the two of them to misunderstand.
, just passed them and flashed out of his room.
Undoubtedly, escaping is the best option.
Zhang Yang himself was not sure whether he would kill these two cowardly guys.
After going out, Zhang Yang walked gently along the corridor. Now, he only had the top of the boat to go to. It must have been late at night and there was a slight chill, so there should be no one on the top of the boat.
"Miki..."
When he walked to room 108, a snow-white arm like a lotus root grabbed Zhang Yang.
It's Du Xue.
"ah……"
"Shh... come in..." Du Xue raised her fingers to her lips.
Glancing at the tightly held arm, Zhang Yang reluctantly followed in. Obviously, he needed to be quiet at this time, otherwise, the two lovers with the same surname would follow the sound again. If Zhang Yang was given a choice, he would rather face Du.
Yuki didn't want to face two men with the same surname and they were in love. That was really disgusting.
The door was gently closed and locked.
The light in the room appeared faintly pink. It was a relatively large room, and the decoration was much better than the room he lived in. It was full of European-style decoration, and some Western items were hung on the walls [***]
Oil painting, the whole space is filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Du Xue closed the half-open window, closed the thick curtains, and then turned on all the lights. Immediately, the room became extremely bright.
Du Xue was wearing a white robe and bathrobe, with a pair of jade feet stepping on the soft carpet. Her hair was tied up and wet. It was obvious that Du Xue had just taken a shower.
Undoubtedly, the current Du Xue is much more beautiful than the Du Xue who wore heavy makeup. She has a kind of purity that is not stained by the mud. Her face is like lotus and willows are like eyebrows. Her plain face makes Zhang Yang feel like her heart is beating.
Watching Du Xue wash the tea and pour water very carefully, Zhang Yang felt as if he had gone back to the past. He remembered that when he was in school, Du Xue once washed the tea for him.
Zhang Yang had told Du Xue that most teas need to be scalded with boiling water to wash away dust and residual pesticides. Unexpectedly, Du Xue actually remembered... "This is new tea, Dongting Maojian, only
What's on the market, although it's very popular, is still quite precious, please!" Du Xue put the cup on the coffee table in front of Zhang Yang.
"Thank you." Zhang Yang nodded, picked up the tea cup, and felt the fragrance of the tea leaves. From the transparent glass, you can see the tea leaves floating in the cup. Generally, tea leaves with three tips are considered top quality, and this tea leaves
The fact that it is only one tip shows that this tea is quite expensive. Even if it is wet tea like this, one person cannot pick more than a few taels in a day.
The tea leaves are tender green, and when you taste it gently, it leaves a fragrant aroma in your mouth. It is indeed a new tea.
"Zhang Yang, I'll sleep here tonight. Except for my room and Lisa's room, which can be locked, every room on the ship can be entered and exited freely." Du Xue imitated Zhang Yang's actions and took a sip of tea.
"Thanks."
"I know you are Zhang Yang. I have seen many people drinking tea, but you are the only one who is very dedicated and dedicated when drinking tea. Also, your action of picking up the cup, your eyebrows twitching, your eyes...
…”
"Why are you here?" Zhang Yang sighed slightly.
"I also want to live. After Lu Fei died, I couldn't stay in school, so I came to Japan." Du Xue was not happy because Zhang Yang denied his identity, and looked lonely.
"Are you okay?" Zhang Yang didn't know what to say.
"Okay, haven't you seen it all?" Du Xue's body trembled, and she quickly covered up her gaffe by drinking tea.
"You have to live, and life is hard. However, I believe that the situation will get better and better." Zhang Yang suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion. The past few months of running away had made him truly understand the social difficulties.
Warmth and hardship, Du Xue's life is just a sketch of countless lifestyles, nothing special. In fact, Du Xue is much luckier than many people. At least she is married to a very rich Japanese man.
Love with the same surname.
"Yes, it will get better and better." Du Xue murmured.
…
There was a long silence in the room. Suddenly, both of them felt a little speechless. They had no common topics. In the past few months, they had their own life circles. Now, the two of them have their own life circles.
Completely two worlds.
In the world of Zhang Yang, it is a world where killing is ruthless and life is a trifle.
Du Xue's life is filled with conspiracy, drugs, homosexuality, and feasting. These are two incompatible worlds.
"Go to bed early, it's almost dawn." Du Xue put down the cup, walked to the bed and rearranged the slightly wrinkled sheets.
"You can rest, I'll just sit there for a while." Zhang Yang glanced at the huge double bed.
"You don't like this bed I've slept on?" Du Xue touched the sheets and said slowly.
"……without……"
Du Xue said nothing, stood up, walked to the closet, took out a set of snow-white sheets from the closet and walked to the bed... "No need to change." Looking at Du Xue's dull face, Zhang Yang felt his heart beat for a while.
Stinging pain.
Du Xue glanced at Zhang Yang, but still had no intention of stopping.
"I said there's no need to change it." Zhang Yang stood up and grabbed the quilt from Du Xue's hand and dropped it to the ground.
"You don't dislike me?" Du Xue's tears flowed down silently.
"..."
"I know that you despise me in your bones. I can feel that in your eyes, I have always been a scheming woman... Yes, I am not good. I have used you. I am not good, but I am just
A little woman, I just want to get something that belongs to me, Zhang Yang, I have always wanted to say sorry to you, Zhang Yang, I'm sorry..." After saying this, Du Xue was already sobbing, and her body was shaking desperately under her bathrobe.
With.
"Stop talking, go to bed early." Zhang Yang helped Du Xue, who was sobbing, to the bed, asked her to lie down, and covered her with a quilt.
"No, I want to say it. I want to say it. I don't know when I will have the opportunity to say it in the future...Zhang Yang, sit down. If you really don't dislike me, sit down..."
Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, then finally took off his shoes and sat on the bed, letting Du Xue lean on his chest.
"Zhang Yang, when I was in school, I was very conflicted. I didn't know how to tell you. I couldn't explain it to you. Until Lu Fei died, I even hated you at that time. However, after I left school, I found that
I was wrong, I missed you, I missed you painfully, I asked for news about you through various channels, but without any news from you, it was like you suddenly disappeared..."
Du Xue shed tears, which soaked the clothes on Zhang Yang's chest. Feeling the trembling body in his arms, Zhang Yang felt no desire at all, and his head felt extremely clear.
"Du Xue, let me tell you a secret." Zhang Yang gently wiped away Du Xue's tears.
