MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 35

Zhang Zhen first brought a tissue and then an ice pack.

"Apply it yourself."

Zibai said thanks, but focused on Zhang Zhen's head portrait.

Those colorful color blocks are still the same.

At first he guessed it was candy, candy wrappers, but now since the avatar has not changed, he can only keep that guess.

Seeing Zhang Zhen turning the wheelchair to go out, Ziobai wiped his nose and tears with a tissue in one hand, and said casually: "Mr. Zhang, just say what you want, don't hold it back, it's easy to get hemorrhoids."

Zhang Zhen: "..."

The words came from the mouth, the hemorrhoids grew on the buttocks, why did these words sound like they were hurting him?

Also, last time this person called him little brother out of nowhere when he was in the night, this time it was the unfamiliar Mr. Zhang.

Calling the little brother is to grab his hand, please him, and use him to get out of trouble.

This time, there was nothing in him that the other party wanted to use.

Zhang Zhen turned the wheelchair and looked back at the person on the bed. Aunt Liu said that his name was Jiaobai, and his surname had been changed. He was so scheming at such a young age, no wonder he became something outside of Chairman Shen's principles.

"At a dinner this summer, Chairman Shen brought a little love. The boy was lying in his arms, like a kitten."

Zhang couldn't sleep and said one thing: "In the middle of the meal, the boy was touched by a boss at the wine table. He pulled his hand back in a panic, and shrank beside Shen Dong, not daring to move. Guess what? What's the matter?"

Zizania don't want to guess.

"I was standing at the door at that time." Zhang Zhen said, "I saw Chairman Shen pour a cup of hot tea on the boy's hand, freshly boiled water."

Zizania rubbed on her swollen face, and licked the cracked corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue.

"Although the boy didn't take the initiative, he wasn't smart enough. He didn't dodge in time, so he was punished." Zhang Zhen didn't agree with that approach, but he wouldn't express his opinion, "Mr. Shen, as long as he hasn't lost it, It’s impossible to contaminate people.”

Jiao Bai knows, doesn't Zha Gong have such a disgusting face?

That's why before Shen Ji was **** off by his relationship with Shen Ernan and because of his misunderstanding of his thoughts on Qi Yiluo, he thought it was occupying territory. The so-called desire for monopoly has nothing to do with emotion, and it doesn't even involve human nature, it's just pure dictatorship.

The reason why Shen Ji exchanged the original owner and Qi Yiliao for Jiang Yan was because he regarded the original owner as a dog, not a human being.

Dogs are free.

"My third brother and Shen Dong have been friends for about twenty years. You sat on my third brother's lap in front of him, and you are still alive." Zhang Zhen blinked, "I don't understand."

Chairman Shen seemed to have only slapped him across the face and swung his belt, but he didn't beat him to death. His third brother is also quite weird, such a clean freak, he won't push him away when his legs are sitting on him.

How did Zhang Zhen know, because if the third brother moved his hand, the Zizania bamboo would be pushed to the ground, with severe scratches on his forehead and hands.

But his two places are intact, no wounds.

Ziao Bai didn't respond to Zhang Zhen, and he found that Shen Ji's activity level started to rise again, rising and falling, rising and falling, repeatedly.

If it's just about sexual interest, it's either going up or down, it won't be so entangled.

Zibai was too lazy to witness the old dog's self-torture.

As Ziabazania remained silent, Zhang Zhen's activity rate became 0.9.

Ziazan was stunned for a moment, and then understood. Zhang Zhen was curious about what kind of person he was, who could survive under Shen Ji's hands.

These people are in the same circle, so it is easier to do it like it is now, when one node is touched, the others follow suit.

"You can ask Chairman Shen." Ziobai said something half-jokingly because of Zhang Zhen's increased activity.

Zhang Zhen glanced at the corner of his mouth: "He is angry, and I am injured again, so I can't beat him."

The big beauty is cute, but the wild rice stem is still edible, he teased: "What are you afraid of, you have Dong Qi behind you."

Zhang Zhen realized that he was being teased, and he quickly returned to a serious expression.

Zibai asked with a smile, "How did you get hurt?"

Zhang Zhen said, "I saved a child."

Zia Bai couldn't help but have an indescribable guess: "Where did you save him?"

Zhang Zhen raised his thin eyelids. This man's mouth was cracked. Does it hurt to speak? Why did he still inquire about irrelevant things? He was stunned by the other party's serious eyes and said the name of the place.

Zizania couldn't laugh anymore.

Sister Zhang, the unlucky one is you.

Ziobac took the ice pack in his other hand, thinking, there are so many changes in the plot, beyond his imagination.

In the original novel, Qi Yiliao had fewer scenes and fewer chapters. He was not a member of Li Jue's male supporting group, and he only regarded him as a poor man imprisoned by obsession, a poor little brother.

And Li Jue encountered an accident while picking up the thermos bucket cover, and was rescued by Zhang Zhen. This is a new plot that did not exist in the comics.

Zhang Zhen had such an intersection with him, and I don't know what butterfly effect it will bring in the later stage.

"Chen Yiming's phone." Zhang Zhen took out his vibrating mobile phone and observed the changes in Zibai's expression. He was really curious and interested in a person who could make both Shen Dong and his third brother make an exception.

Zizania was indifferent as if he hadn't heard it.

"..." Zhang Zhen didn't talk to Chen Yiming on the spot, and he turned the wheelchair out of the room.

Ziobai talking to Zhang Zhen just now consumed his only energy, he was in too much pain, the pain spread all over his body, it was very painful.

"Hey."

Zibazania sighed with a mouth full of fishy sweetness, who can be his helper? No. He can't count on others, he has no way to go, and his future is bleak.

Or...forget it? It doesn't matter if it's life-threatening.

"I lied just now." Ziabai said to himself.

I want to live.

[The player Ziabai is facing the dilemma of nowhere to go, and the spirit of not giving up and not shrinking back is commendable. 】

Zizania: "...No reward?"

【No for the time being. 】

"Bye-Bye."

Ziobai was depressed for a while, then sighed again, Zhang Zhen hadn't checked the information of "J", otherwise he wouldn't have had that attitude just now.

In fact, given the current situation, Ziabai very much hoped that he would lose his horse.

He was 10% sure that Zhang Zhen would not blame him for cheating, and continued to talk to him.

Why is it only 10% and you are still in such a hurry to lose the horse?

Because Zhang Zhen is the only one who is both kind and capable, with a simple and deceitful personality, and who is cared for by Shen Ji and Qi Yiluo.

But,

Why hasn't Zhang Zhen checked him yet? ? ?

Whenever I serve dim sum, I will be concerned about why my younger brother who clocks in every day suddenly disappeared one day after four months, right? !

For him, it is not difficult to check a netizen. Even his brother knew to investigate.

Ziobac complained to the ceiling, it seemed that he had to lose himself.

It's natural to have to lose.

Be as natural as possible.

Zhang Zhen in front of the tower sneezed, and he told Chen Yiming about Ziabania's condition: "That's it."

"Is he really full of snot and tears?" Chen Yiming asked strangely.

"Why would I lie to you?" Zhang Zhen waved his hand to the brother who was coming this way, "For Director Shen, he was tolerant and gave an unprecedented exception, but the person concerned didn't think so, and was beaten in the face. His hand was pulled, and his bones were injured again. He was helpless, and he had no relatives or friends. It is normal to feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Zhen's words in the second half of the sentence were a little empty, and he couldn't detect the emotion of "uncomfortable" from Zizania.

Chen Yiming said: "Then please look at him and tell me if you have anything to do."

Zhang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, Shen Dong still wanted wild rice.

So the third brother kept him and took good care of him in Lanmo Mansion, in fact, to give Shen Dong face?

That's good.

Otherwise, he was really worried about what the third brother had in mind for Ziabania.

"Assistant Chen, I may not be able to see him," Zhang Zhenwei said, "I have a personal matter to attend to." He lost his childhood memory, but this head injury reminded him a little.

There is a voice in the memory calling him little brother, and holding a handful of things to send to his arms.

Zhang Zhen wants to retrieve that part of the incomplete memory and find the child who calls him his little brother. And the color that made him familiar.

As for the high school student netizen whose profile picture is a colored block, he can only let it go for a while, and he will find it.

Chen Yiming tried to convince him that he needed this ally to understand Zia Bai's movements: "I won't waste your time."

Zhang Zhen refused again with regret. He doesn't like half-hearted things.

"…All right."

Chen Yiming hung up the phone, stood at the port and was swept away by a gust of sea wind. He wiped his stern face and wanted to put down his resignation letter.

Originally, the car was heading for the airport, but the chairman suddenly changed the direction and came to the port.

Is this a trip by sea? This is a trip to hell.

Chen Yiming glanced at the chairman who was accosted by a charming woman, he blinked his eyelids, and the chairman's hand rubbed on it.

The strength was terrifying, and with the anger that didn't know where it came from, the woman was in pain, her beautiful face twisted for a while, but she still hung her hands on the chairman's neck.

Pain and happiness.

Chen Yiming looked back at the endless sea level, hoping that Chu Ershao, who participated in the sea trip, could divert the chairman's attention.

Zibai lived in Lanmo Mansion, and he didn't have any electronic products in his room, so he didn't know anything about the outside world.

Apart from Aunt Liu, the nurses, doctors, and physical therapists were the owner of Lanmo Mansion.

Qi Yiliao came to see Jiaobai after get off work every day. He was dressed in a dark formal suit, and there was heavy fatigue between his brows. He was only in his early thirties, and he didn't know why he was always so tired.

That feeling of fatigue seemed to be integrated with his life, mixed in every word and deed of his, and eternal life could not be eliminated.

At first, Ziobai still held the attitude of none of my business, but after a day or two, his curiosity was aroused, and he endured and endured, and finally one day, when Qi Yiliao entered his room as usual, he asked.

"Qi Dong, are you going bankrupt?" Jiao Bai chose the starting point of joking.

Qi Yiliao sat on the chair by the wall and closed his eyes to meditate. Hearing this, he uttered a somewhat lazy syllable: "Huh?"

Ziobai grabbed a few jujubes from the fruit plate on the bedside table, and he put one of them to his mouth, and he just took a bite: "I see you are busy every day."

The afterglow of the setting sun slowly came in from the window, blurring Qi Yiliao's deep and clear silhouette like a mixed-race person, a little warm yellow light stayed on his straight nose bridge, he said: "It's good to be busy."

Zibazania ate fresh dates, and his cheeks agitated as he chewed: "Then why do you always look tired?"

As soon as the words fell, a gaze flowed out from the light and shadow by the window, staring at him.

Those eyes were abnormally red.

There is also a circle of red around the white cat's eye sockets, and its lifelessness is getting heavier.

It was so heavy that it seemed to be trying to attract his attention.

That dead air seemed to be the silent cry of the white cat, its last hope.

-Help.

-help me.

-please.

Ziao Bai's sight was blocked by the shadow, he looked at the person standing in front of his bed, still biting the jujube in his mouth.

Qi Yiliao put his hands in his pockets, and said in a personable manner, "Want to know?"

Zizania resisted the urge to nod. People are easily tempted by mysterious things, and he doesn't know how long he can resist.

There was a lingering damp woody fragrance on Qi Yiliao's body. After several days of observation, Ziobac confirmed that the smell came from the collar of his shirt.

There is something hanging around his neck.

Amulet?

Qi Yiliao didn't seem to catch Jiaobai's inquiry: "I'm tired because I'm old and I can't do what I want."

Zizania: "..."

He wanted to break through the old man's pretentious moment: "You are in your prime, are you tired?"

Qi Yiliao smiled: "Thirty-three."

Zibania also smiled, with a wider arc than him, and his eyes were full of longing for life: "I'm only thirty-three."

Qi Yiluo looked at Jiaobai with deep and shallow eyes, making it hard to guess, he shook his head for a while: "Human life is limited."

Zizania frowned, this one doesn't seem to be pretending.

Why, could it be that the leader of the real estate industry in Xicheng not only believes in ghosts and gods, but also has a short lifespan?

This brain hole didn't stay in Ziababa's mind for a few seconds, and it dissipated immediately.

"When you're lying down, don't hold the jujube pit near your mouth, it's easy to get stuck." Qi Yiluo suddenly leaned over, reached the child's mouth, and pinched the dark red long pit with a bit of flesh between his fingers.

Zizania subconsciously bit. Just like a small animal that is about to be robbed of food.

Qi Yiluo didn't forcefully pick out the date pit, he stretched his **** inward, pressed the soft touch with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Release."

Zizania's teeth are slightly open.

Qi Yiliao threw the wet jujube pit into the trash, and some transparent liquid stained his fingertips: "Fresh dates are not suitable for people who are bedridden. Tomorrow, I will ask Aunt Liu to give you farewell fruit. Go to bed early." just go.

It took Ziobac a long time to come back to his senses.

Once he lived in Lanmo Mansion, Ziabai knew that the old pervert was a clean freak, but now he still doesn't know whether the other party is a mental clean freak, a physical clean freak, or both.

Anyway, it's a clean freak.

Qi Yiliao picked out the date pit for him, wouldn't that hand have to wash off a layer of skin?

Zizania smacked his lips, touched his chin that had grown back a bit, and ate the fresh dates again. He remembered that Qi Yiliao said that it was easy to get stuck in his throat, so he put the fresh dates back angrily.

Whatever it is, don't care about the secrets on the third floor for the time being, as long as Qi Yiluo doesn't torment him like Shen Laogou, he really needs a quiet place to raise his bones.

At night, the nurse came to deliver the milk as usual, and fell asleep after drinking the wild rice.

After an unknown amount of time, electronic sounds suddenly sounded in the sleeping man's head.

【Your friend is online】

The head portrait at the top of the list lit up. The golden-eyed white cat grasped the thin wire around its neck with its two paws, panting in pain and despair, but its eyes were calm because of the pain, and there was no trace of it. waves.

It seems that he has long accepted the inescapable pain and the imminent death.

Zizania did not wake up.

The door lock was turned, and a long black figure appeared at the door. He stepped in, walked slowly to the wall, and brought the chair to the bed.

After sitting down, he bent his back, put his hands on his forehead, and stared at the sleeping person on the bed. His eyes looked cold, but at the same time eager and excited, filled with a dark flame.

"Drink milk every day, sleep every day, for six days in a row, you shouldn't be so defensive."

"You'd be stupid if you didn't find out by the seventh day."

"No one likes a stupid kid."

Qi Yiluo turned the child's tilted face, pressed his jaw against his chin, and smiled in his ear.

"Tomorrow is my deadline for you to be stupid. I hope you will be awake when I come over at this time tomorrow."

"Kid, don't disappoint me."