MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 4

Shen Ji wiped the hands that had touched Jiaobai with a handkerchief, threw the handkerchief at his feet, got up and left.

Ziobac fell down on his knees, his forehead hit the ground with a thud, he tried to get up from the ground, but he couldn't, his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Grass, it hurts.

Ziobai gritted his teeth, gasping for breath with his sweaty face pressed against the ground, he took a deep breath with difficulty, the thin layer of fabric behind his back was soaked in sweat, clinging to his emaciated but tenacious spine .

After seeing the surveillance camera in Qi Yiliao's room, Shen Ji felt that his face was shameless. There are too many cameras in Qi Yiliao's house, scattered all over the place, it is not impossible for one or two to be found.

However, what Shen Ji didn't expect was that the dog he brought over dared to play tricks on his friend's bed under multiple cameras.

Just relying on that set of poor acting skills, I want to attract attention.

If the dog is not good, it will be punished.

Now Shen Ji's "examination" is over, and the old injury of Ziabai's body has recurred. He lay on the ground thinking about Shen Ji's ending, and felt that his pain had eased a little.

Jiaobai lay on his stomach for a while, pouted his **** in embarrassment, put his elbows on the ground, and moved his body a little bit to get up. He saw Shen Ji parked at the door with his back on his back, next to his assistant, who was reporting something, respectfully.

Shen Ji buttoned up two buttons and left. The assistant came in. He ignored the little pepper on the bed, and just asked Ziobac to wash his face in a formulaic tone.

There were fluff rubbed against the carpet on Zizania's face, sticky with cold sweat, looking messy.

"Mr. Wang, you belong to the chairman, you should pay attention to your image outside." The assistant reminded him rigidly.

Ziobai didn't have the energy to complain, he couldn't exert himself, he leaned against the wall and moved into the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and was silent for a while.

Thick hair, uneven bangs, drooping eyes, plump silkworms, unclear lip shape, and the whole face looks naive, wooden, and easy to bully.

The next moment, the person in the mirror always raised the tails of his drooping eyes, and there was a wildness and flame in his eyes that was incompatible with his facial features.

Ziao Bai grabbed her bangs, moved closer, and looked at herself carefully, she was even thinner than in the cartoon.

The chin is very pointed, the eyes are blue, the exposed skin has no color, and the blue blood vessels under the skin are clearly visible.

It's just like…

Haven't seen the sun for a long time.

Zibai suspected that the original owner was sick, and he was stimulated by this thought. He thought that there was no such information in the memory he fused, and it was not mentioned in the comics. Well, it’s just a tool person, so it’s normal not to mention it...

So, why did the original body look like a ghost?

Ziao Bai washed his face in twos and twos, and walked out of the bathroom absent-mindedly.

There was no sign of Pepper in the room, and the messy bed was cleaned up. The assistant was very experienced in this job, so he said calmly, "Let's go, Mr. Wang."

Jiaobai's body was very uncomfortable. Sitting was more painful than standing. He didn't make a sound all the way until the car stopped at the destination - Qinlin Garden.

This garden has appeared many times in the comics, most of which are related to Li Jue. He came here to pack up the belongings of the neighbor's brother in the early stage, stayed here for a short period of time, and later came to visit his sweetheart's mother.

At this time, the garden under the night was like a tomb, no servant came out to greet him, Ziobai entered the door alone, and went straight to the kitchen, he was hungry.

Ziobac fiddled with it for a while, and walked out of the kitchen with a plate of fried noodles. Under the dim light, a figure in a black and red Tang suit stood there. He was so frightened that he almost threw the plate over.

"Kang Bo, you haven't slept yet?" Ziabai calmed down.

The old butler didn't speak.

Ziobai simply ignored the elusive old man, sat down at the table, and ate fried noodles by himself.

Before eating half of a plate of fried noodles, the figure under the shadow of the lamp left.

Zibai put down his chopsticks and got up to find some water to drink. The old man belonged to Mrs. Shen and came here as an eyeliner. When the original owner first came here, he treated him like an ordinary old man from his hometown, but only later did he realize that the other party treated him like a dog. It's still just an ugly, disgraceful dirt dog.

Not only the old butler, but also the bodyguards and servants in the garden thought so.

Only the sparrow flew up the branch and turned into a phoenix, how can a dog fly, it's ridiculous.

After eating and drinking, Zibai went upstairs, he walked slowly, stopped after a few steps, savored the smell of the mansion, but didn't taste anything, only felt the echo was really loud.

The original owner's door was unlocked, and Ziao Bai opened it with a twist. He closed the door behind his back, took a deep breath towards the strange bedroom, and searched non-stop.

Only a few minutes later, there was a medical record book in Ziobai's hand, and on the opened page there was a large section of ghostly symbols, and he barely recognized five characters in it.

- Sun allergy.

Zizania: "..."

This easy-to-understand illness made Ziabai's eyes go dark, and he fell down on the chair, causing the injury to his tailbone, causing him to convulse a few times.

No wonder the original body's complexion was so unhealthy.

He is allergic to sunlight and cannot be exposed to the sun. For Zibazania that likes to run around, it is no less than stuffing him into an invisible cage.

Then why is this part missing from the original owner's memory he received? Got a BUG in the delivery process? Do you want to be so pitiful?

Ziao Bai opened all the drawers with an ugly face, and took out a bunch of medicines, some for rubbing, some for taking a bath, he randomly picked up a box of medicine to check, it was expired.

Throw it away and get another box, it's still expired.

…

Most of these medicines have passed their expiration date, yet the original owner is still using them.

Ziobac held his head in both hands. This body has long since collapsed. There are both natural and acquired reasons. How can he repair it?

Money first.

You can't trust anything, except money.

Zia Bai found a savings card in a small iron box with over a thousand dollars left in it. He held the card and sat there motionless.

What Shen sends most is real estate. He does not come to Qinxinyuan more than one hand throughout the year, and he will not stay overnight when he comes. The people who are in charge of it are all in one hand, which is called living expenses, and it has nothing to do with any kind of support.

The day to make money is the first day of each month.

Ziao Bai turned on the phone to look at the calendar. There are still four days left, when the deposit in the card will change from four digits to five digits.

But the five-figure figure is still too small to make Ziobai, who changed the fate of the original owner, feel safe.

"Chu Qiu!" There was a clear voice from outside the door, accompanied by the sound of turning the lock, "Why did you lock the door?"

Zibai put away all the things on the table, and he went to open the door: "Shuangshuang, why are you here?"

"I was in a drowsy sleep, and I heard movement outside," Qi Shuang muttered sleepily in a set of sky blue pajamas, "Why are you coming back now? It's so late, sir? I came back with you ."

Ziobai looked at Qi Shuang who was a little shorter than herself, he was the young master of the Qi family, and another wife candidate selected by the Shen family for Shen Ji.

They were arranged in this garden before and after, and lived there for two years.

Qi Shuang is not a friend on Ziabai's account, so she doesn't need to worry about her activity.

Ziao Bai squeezed Qi Shuang's chubby face.

Qi Shuang stared, dumbfounded: "Chu Qiu, you, you, you... why are you pinching me?"

"Because you're cute." Zibai smiled, "Sleep with me at night?"

Qi Shuang also laughed, soft and glutinous, sweet to look at, and wanted someone to take a bite: "Okay."

Ziba patted his head: "You go to bed first, and I'll take a bath."

"I'll wait for you." Qi Shuang rubbed his eyes and asked him why his complexion was so bad, his walking was so unnatural, and whether the husband was difficult to serve.

Talk a lot.

Zibai took off his trousers, exposing his two unappreciative stalked legs to the light, and his bruised knees were set off by the pale skin around him, which was extremely frightening.

The bruise still had some broken skin in the middle, which was horrible.

Qi Shuang said softly, "It must be very painful."

"Yeah, it hurts." Ziao Bai grabbed the hem of his jacket, lifted it up, and casually threw the clothes on the shelf. He looked at his body through the mirror, skinny, thin and dry.

Qi Shuang wiped her eyes with the back of her hand: "Why is Mister so bad?"

Zibai closed the door tightly: "Shuangshuang, it's fine if you talk about this kind of thing in front of me, but you can't say it outside."

"I'm going to tell you!" Qi Shuang was indignant, "Chu Qiu, you are too honest, look at your knees, you won't be able to walk properly tomorrow." He bit his lips, his moist eyes filled with worry , "Is there any other pain besides the knee, let me help you see."

"No more." Zizania pursed her lips.

"You!" Qi Shuang stomped, "Why don't you tell the truth in front of me? Have you cleaned it up? If you don't clean it up, you will get sick."

"I'm cleaning up." Zia Bai laughed, and patted Qi Shuang's undulating young back, "Okay, it's fine."

He lowered his head: "Shuangshuang, I'm very tired, I want to take a shower and go to bed quickly, can you go out?"

"Then you wash." Qi Shuang sniffled, "I'll talk to you outside, I'll be with you, if you need anything, just call me, don't hold back."

Zizania smiled gratefully at him.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, Qi Shuang, who was lying beside Zizania, suddenly retched.

Zizania was awakened: "Shuangshuang?"

"Ouch—" Qi Shuang lay on the side of the bed and vomited continuously.

"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Ziobai hurriedly turned on the light.

Qi Shuang's face and neck were covered with large patches of red spots, his lips were purple, and his throat was full of difficult breathing.

Zibazania was at a loss: "Shuangshuang! Shuangshuang! What's wrong with you?!"

When Qi Shuang scratched it, it turned red. He twitched and grabbed Ziao Bai's arm, digging in with his nails: "Help...help me..."

"I'm going to call someone, hold on!" Ziobai stumbled and ran out.

Not long after, all the housekeepers and servants in the garden came out, with expressions of panic on their wrinkled old faces.

It was a mess.

Ziobai stood by the window, looking down at the vehicles driving out of the garden, the worry and tension in his eyes had long since receded, he wiped his face with a half-smile, the dog who killed the original owner by the car this night was Qi Shuang.

The young master of the Qi family is allergic to yellow peaches, even if he smells them, not many people know about it, and Zibazania, who happened to have read the comics, is one of them.

Then there is no reason not to use it.

As for why Ziobai notified the housekeeper and others to send Qi Shuang to the hospital at an emergency, it was because Qi Shuang couldn't die at this time, if he died, Ziobai would be thrown into Shen's house as the only remaining brick and become an old cucumber Shen Ji's nominal wife has a son who is only one year younger than the original. The son is still the protagonist of this manga, Slag Gong. Later, he was a complete lunatic, even more insane than his father. Zibazania doesn't want to be his little mother.

Although he wants to get into the vortex of the main line, Ziobai doesn't want to be treated like an animal by Shen Ji any more, he has other plans.

The first step of the plan is not to kill Qi Shuang, teach him a lesson, and then...

Zizania suddenly turned around.

The old butler stood at the door like a ghost, staring at Jiaobai as if he was looking at a clown: "I have already called the Qi family, and they will come to ask about the situation soon."

Zibai touched the tip of his nose twice, and smelled the yellow peach smell on his fingertips: "Okay, got it."