MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 42

When Qi Yiliao received the old lady's call, he had just finished talking with his sister-in-law, and sat in the living room to taste the mellow wine.

That conversation involved his eldest brother, who had passed away many years ago.

My sister-in-law is a photographer. While collecting materials everywhere, she accidentally found the eldest brother's illegitimate son. She excitedly told the process from doubt to confirmation, and then to disbelief and surprise, and her eyes were red several times.

After Qi Yiliao listened, he looked at his nephew in his early twenties with a kind smile and said: I have suffered.

The nephew's face was paralyzed, neither sad nor happy.

After only two or three seconds, he answered the phone, lost his composure for a moment, stood up, bumped the corner of the table and ran out.

—Like a lost dog who has lost its owner.

After hearing what the old lady said, Qi Yiliao's slightly scattered thoughts gathered up in an instant and concentrated on his nerve endings: "Old lady, what did you just say?"

The old lady repeated the death of the youngest in the Qi family, Ziobac's horoscope, and the master's prophecy once again: "I sent Ammonium to go to the West City. Say hello to your side and ask your people to tidy up Jiaobai."

Qi Yiliao said in disbelief: "Madam, Lao Shen has to tell me about this matter."

"No need." The old lady cleaned up the ancestral hall under the supervision. The younger son was messed up and even dared to smash this place. She still had high blood pressure after taking the medicine. She was tired, and her old age was heavier than usual. The bags under the eyes were dark, "It's not a big deal, I just tell you no."

"Old lady."

Qi Yiliao explained patiently: "I understand your feelings, and I understand your worries and concerns as a mother, but the child Ziabai was left by Lao Shen at my place. I have to ask Lao Shen what he thinks, and I hope you understand .”

The old lady hung up the phone, she sat in the wheelchair for a while, and the prayer beads in her hand burst open.

The servants who cleaned up the mess in the ancestral hall all stopped what they were doing, not daring to vent their anger.

"Pick it up." The old lady's withered hands kept shaking.

The servants were ordered to immediately look for the beads that fell on the ground.

The old lady's chest was heaving and unsteady, her breathing was not smooth, her face was purple, and she was trembling all over.

The housekeeper hurriedly brought water and medicine.

The old lady took the medicine, and she felt better, and her breath became much smoother. She thought of something, and tightened her hand holding a few prayer beads again.

One by one, why does something go wrong when it involves that water bamboo...

Could it be that he is a monster?

The old lady read a few scriptures, her youngest son will be very unlucky in the second half of his life, and he has to rely on his horoscope to suppress him.

Although people have to stay, but,

When you enter the Shen family, you have to abide by the family rules, and you can't let him make trouble!

Qi Yiluo leaned against the back of the brown leather chair, his eyes fell on the half glass of wine, he suddenly leaned forward, and got closer, the bright red wine was reflected in his eyes by the halo cast by the light, blurred and weird.

The phone lay quietly on the sofa.

Qi Yiluo just stared at the liquor, he seemed to see something surprising through it, and found it very interesting. Until the phone vibrated.

This call was made by Shen Ji. He broke his club in the study and hurt his jaw. His fingers were full of bright red sticky feeling.

"Did the old lady call you?" Shen Ji asked panting.

"Hmm." Qi Yiliao picked up the wine glass and shook it lightly, "Old Shen, what do you mean?"

Shen Ji said: "Don't let people go."

Qi Yiliao didn't ask the reason, just smiled and took a sip of his wine: "Okay."

There was no sound from Shen Ji.

"The youngest son of the Qi family died, what's the situation now?" Qi Yiliao asked.

Shen Ji seemed a little distracted: "I can't make waves."

"There are a lot of people thinking about the seat next to you, and it is inevitable that some are not clear-headed and obsessed with ghosts." Qi Yiluo teased, "Why don't you follow the old lady's wishes this time and take people back, and don't leave that seat vacant. Stop it, so that nothing like today will happen again."

Shen Ji was caught in the heart by the words "bewildered and obsessed" in the old friend's words, and he sneered coldly: "It has to be a human sitting, a dog is not qualified for that."

Qi Yiluo sighed: "Okay, it's up to you."

The old friend didn't give any advice, Shen Ji felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as if he was holding his breath to think of something, but there was nowhere to do it, he wiped the blood on his hands with a handkerchief: "What are you doing abroad?"

Qi Yiliao pinched the base of his nose: "Acknowledge relatives."

"What kind of relatives do you recognize?" Shen Ji was a little surprised, what kind of relatives did the Qi family have, and an old friend needed to visit in person.

Qi Yiliao said, "Nephew."

He nestled into the sofa, folded his legs, with a loose and elegant posture: "Speaking of which, the nephew I just met has something to do with the Qi family."

Shen Ji lacked interest: "How to say?"

"He is proficient in melee combat and marksmanship, and he is very skilled. He is currently the personal bodyguard of the Qi family. If he doesn't come to England to meet his relatives, or if he is a day later, his master will probably be fine." Qi Yiluo shook his head. , "This one chain after another, it's just such a coincidence that all the crashes are staggered, don't you think it's like fate?"

Shen Ji slowed down as he wiped the blood between his fingers.

The old lady said that she believed in Buddhism and fate, and her old friend mentioned fate. Shen Ji's face is black and blue, can't get around it?

"Hang up." Shen Ji said, "We'll talk when you return to China."

Before he finished speaking, an old friend's voice came from the phone, "Old Shen."

"If people really want to be with me, don't you care anymore?" Qi Yiluo asked with a smile, "Weren't you still jealous of him before?"

"It was just new at that time, and the enthusiasm has passed." Shen Ji was indifferent and impatient, "Use it if you are interested, and drive him out if you are not interested. You can deal with it as you like."

After the call was over, Qi Yiluo put down the phone, clasped his legs a few times, closed his eyes and fell asleep. It seemed that those two sips of wine were brewed well and suited his appetite, and he was in a good mood.

Not long after, the phone rang again, and it was still Shen Ji, who said, "Let's let it go."

The air around Qi Yiliao seemed to freeze because of this sudden words.

"Huh?" Qi Yiliao uttered a syllable with a bit of a surprised smile, "Why?"

Shen Ji pressed the wound on the tiger's mouth, and stared at the blooddrops with cold bloodshot eyes: "My son is very active, he is already on the way, and he can reach the west city in the early morning, let him take the puppy Take it back."

Qi Yiliao's tone was full of doubts: "Why did you change your mind again?"

"The old lady won't give up if the person can't pick it up." Shen Ji pressed the wounded knuckles harder, and the blood rushed out. He used the pain to suppress something, and said coldly and annoyed, "Let her go .”

"Old Shen, lower your anger, stop arguing with the old lady, she is getting old." Qi Yiluo got off the sofa, and when he did it, he looked very excited, "Then when I return to China, I will go directly to your place." , drink your wedding wine."

"It's just a dog, and it has blood-stained fangs. It dares to plot against my head. Let the old lady wear it off slowly. I don't want to care about it." Shen Ji said disgustedly, and wiped the blood from the tiger's mouth. On the top of the trousers, "I don't know how good an obedient child is. I don't have to make trouble for myself."

"That's right." Qi Yiliao responded to his old friend with a few words and hung up. He sat for a while, only to realize that he was holding a wine glass in his hand, and the wine had all spilled, dirtying him all over.

Qi Yiluo put down his empty wine glass and went upstairs steadily. He took a change of clothes into the bathroom.

One stay is one or two hours.

When I came out, my whole body was cold, and the blood in my veins was frozen. But his expression was peaceful.

— It's like getting a baptism.

All that is dark, dirty, and twisted is flushed down the drain.

Qi Yiluo didn't wipe off the water on his body, he entered the room with a strong damp steam, and dialed a number: "A pillow."

Zhang Zhen was watching some brothers playing cards, and all he could think about was his little brother who was a netizen. He kicked away a brother's foot lying in the middle of the road, and walked behind the pillar with his mobile phone: "Third Brother, what's the matter?"

"The Shen family called just now." Qi Yiliao told the story in a few words, "Tell him the situation in Nancheng and see how he chooses."

When Qi Yiluo's shoulders were wet with water from his hair, the phone rang.

"Third brother, Jiaobai said that he wants to go back to Nancheng." Zhang Zhen said on the other side.

Qi Yiluo paused for a moment when he stroked the sculpture on the head of the bed: "Want to go back?"

"Yes, that's what he said." Zhang Zhen said.

"Heh," Qi Yiliao laughed slowly and shook his head inexplicably, "then let him go back."

On the west side, Zhang Zhen frowned at the phone that suddenly hung up, the third brother smiled a little strangely just now, did he not want Jiaobai to leave?

impossible.

Ziabania's voice is just so-so, far worse than Jiang Yan's.

Zhang Zhen didn't understand what the third brother heard, something that others couldn't read.

Furthermore, since the third brother agreed to let him go, it means that he is just interested, not irreplaceable.

Zhang Zhen went to the young man lying flat on the bed: "Do you know what situation you will face when you go back?"

The Zizania quilt was covered under the neck, revealing a head, the face was wooden and stiff, and the eyes did not move. The whole person is like bewitched.

Qi Shuang died? Why did Qi Shuang die, he actually died, how could he die...

Zibazania was confused by the plot brought by the butterfly effect before, but this time it was really stupid. Qi Shuang is the longest in "Broken Wings", the shit-stirring stick that runs through from beginning to end, making the fans of the real CP hate it, but because of his cute looks and young teeth, he is the best for a hypochondriac who has a lot of mother fans. Successful cannon fodder, it's too early to go offline, right?

too suddenly.

Sister Liang Dong is Qi Zizhi's ex-girlfriend in the original novel, and she has very few scenes, almost only appearing in the narration. Later, Liang Dong and Shen Ernan broke up. In order to fight for Li Jue and drag down the company, the eldest sister begged Qi Zizhi to save the Liang family, so she gave her a cut. She is a female supporting role whose appearance is in the middle-lower range in comics, but who has a good temperament.

Now she actually fell in love with Shen Laogou, and her preferences have changed drastically.

Ziobai couldn't understand, that woman didn't want Qi Shuang to register with Shen Ji, so she just found a way to delay him so that he couldn't attend on time, so as not to kill him.

Qi Shuang was not the unfavored child of the Qi family, and if Big Sister Liang Dong wanted his life, she would not know that she would put her own life on the line with the entire Liang family.

Is there something tricky here?

Put the hand under the bamboo quilt on the stomach, and tap it lightly, the Qi family will investigate the possibility, and it's not his turn to worry about it.

What is confusing now is that Qi Shuang is dead.

That young master pretended to be Shen Er'an's eyeliner passionately, dormant for a long time and unscrupulously stole Shen Ji's confidential documents and sent them to Shen Er'an, **** off the old lady, hurt Li Jue repeatedly, and indirectly caused Shen Ji to be seized. In a miserable year, he killed his eldest brother and second brother, harmed the Qi family, and caused the knight who had a crush on him for many years to save him without a whole body, and his end was permanent disability.

Now he is dead.

His branch line is broken, and the affected part of the main line will also disappear.

Zizania can't digest this development in a short period of time, and the butterfly effect is so strong, how much more can the little golden finger he obtained by relying on the original work play?

Zhang Zhen was still chattering beside the bed: "I'm talking to you."

"Listen." Zizania huddled under the quilt.

Zhang Zhen had the illusion that he was educating his younger brother, who was naughty, disobedient, and dared to knock down the roof of the house.

Even Chairman Shen dared to play tricks, stronger than his fists.

"The Qi family will blame you, and the old lady will give you education lessons to make you obey the house rules."

Zhang Zhen told him the same thing: "Mr. Shen's petites will find ways to blow the pillow to hold him back and not let him go home. The direct and collateral families of the Shen family will give you this empty shell Mrs. Shen overtly and secretly." If you make a trip, the Liang family may also blame you after being cornered."

"There is only one person who will stand by your side, and that is Young Master Shen who is also disliked in the Shen family." Zhang Zhen shook off the cruel reality, "But he can't always advance and retreat with you, your identities and positions It's doomed."

Zizania pointed to the fruit plate on the bedside table: "Do you want grapes, they are seedless?"

Zhang Zhen's beautiful and sharp face was ashen.

Jiao Bai rubbed against the sheets and sat up a little, leaned against the head of the bed for a while and then lifted the quilt and got out of bed. While putting on his slippers, he thought that it would be useful to lose the horse, otherwise he wouldn't have heard such nagging words.

"You are so good!"

Zhang Zhen didn't finish his sentence, he panted a few times, and left angrily.

Simply what? It was hopeless, and he was looking for his own death.

This is what Zhang Zhen didn't say.

Ziao Bai entered the cloakroom next to him, looked at the neatly hung clothes and murmured, "I was fully dressed when I came here, why are there so many now?"

Zhang Zhen's lukewarm voice came from behind: "It's not all my third brother who ordered someone to buy it for you."

He was **** off and came back. His face was still blue.

"Ah, yes." Zizania turned around and smiled at him, "Then thank you third brother for me."

Jiao Bai casually took two sets of clothes, found a cloth bag and stuffed them in: "When we meet next time, I will thank you in person again."

Zhang Zhen's two strong arms were wrapped around his body, his jaw was broken, and he didn't say a word. He didn't want to care, really didn't want to, but he couldn't help it.

Is this shaking M?

Zhang Zhen watched the young man pack his luggage, he gritted his teeth, and really wanted to ask: Did you approach me on purpose, or did you add the wrong person?

"The Shen family will not come to pick you up so fast, why are you in a hurry?"

Ziao Bai glanced at Zhang Zhen's profile picture.

The color blocks stood up and were neatly divided into four groups, facing him, as if staring at him silently.

And Zhang Zhen's activity with him is 19.7. After losing the horse, it rose directly to this number. Although Zhang Zhen didn't intend to show him off yet.

"If you were me, how would you choose?" Ziabai asked suddenly.

Zhang Zhen was stunned: "I,"

He looked at Ziababa, and choked out a cold snort for a long time: "I won't be you, this assumption is not valid."

Zibazania winked amusedly, and pretended to be serious, but in fact, there was no solution.

Zhang's pillow face is red and his ears are red.

Ziobai looked for socks to put on. He originally planned that when Shen Ji sent someone to pick him up, Zhang Zhen, a somewhat humane netizen, would help him out for the sake of those months of online chats.

When Shen Laogou comes in person, the activity level of 0.01 is full, and when it reaches 50 or above, he will go back.

At that time, he didn't panic either. Firstly, he was active as a guarantee, and secondly, Old Shengou married Qi Shuang, who knew how to make trouble secretly. Said that there are other petty things to take care of, and he is very busy, and there is not enough time after work, so he can't care about torturing him.

Unexpectedly, after Qi Shuang died, the master fell into the hands of the old lady!

Double catastrophe, heaven and earth shattered.

Ziababa changed from a disaster star to a lucky star again, replacing Qi Shuang, and became the only existence that the old lady regarded as a life-saving talisman for her youngest son.

Then the person he has to deal with is not only Shen Laogou alone, but also the vicious old lady who talks about her heart, and the entire Shen family that is full of undercurrents.

What if you don't go back?

He has no backing, no background, no magic weapon, and he cannot turn into a butterfly and fly away, so he can only face the difficulties.

Jiao Bai ignores Zhang Zhen's gaze, sits on the small stool, bends his legs and pulls the socks. Qi Yiliao is the kind who can deal with old ladies.

But Qi Yiliao's activity level towards him is less than 10 now, and he is not interested enough. At most, he feels a little unhappy when he is about to be taken to Shen's house.

It is absolutely impossible for Qi Yiliao to stand on the opposite side of the Shen family for him.

At least the current probability is 0.

Ziobai stood up, and asked the constipated Zhang Meiren who was still looking at him, "Who is from the Shen family?"

Zhang Zhen didn't say anything.

Ziao Bai tentatively said a name: "Shen Erhan?"

Zhang Zhen's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Ziobac knew that he had guessed right, and it was within his expectation. Ziabai reckoned that after his conspiracy with Qi Shuang was exposed, Shen Laogou probably realized the fact that he has a far greater tolerance for a thing that looks down on him than he imagined.

That won't work.

Overlords don't need weaknesses.

So Shen Laogou doesn't want him to go back, it's better never to see him again, that will prevent him from becoming an ordinary man from a bully.

The old lady asked him to go back again, otherwise he would not rest in peace when he died.

Then it can only be sinking.

Ziao Bai breathed out, it's good that Shen Ernan is here, he will be much more comfortable on the road.

"Let me tell you," Zhang Zhen moved from behind to the front, stopping Jiaobai, "it's true that the Shen family is in charge of Director Shen, but the old lady holds certain shares, and her natal family is in the black area. Her methods are not you can…"

Ziao Bai interrupted Zhang Zhen: "I didn't think about it that much."

There was an extra hand on Zhang Zhen's shoulder, and he pushed him a bit. The force was like tickling for him, but he still turned sideways and got out of the way.

Zibai walked to the bedroom: "I have nothing but my life, so I'm not afraid of being counted."

Zhang Zhen looked at his thin figure: "Barefoot, aren't you afraid of wearing shoes?"

Jiaobai shrugged: "Understand it as you like." He turned his head, with a serious expression, and said loudly, "Anyway, I can't retreat."

Zhang Zhen looked at Zibai as if saying: You are pretending.

Zibai glared at him, I have a mission!

Although there are pretentious elements.

After one o'clock in the morning, the night was dark and the moon was dim, and he arrived at Lanmo Mansion in a heavy and dusty way, and stared at Jiaobai blankly as soon as he entered the door.

He was fat and looked good.

Much better than being around that person.

It's bad again soon.

Shen Er'an stood on the spot, unable to lift his feet. On the way here, he thought a lot about how to help Ziabab get out of the next predicament.

He had even thought of the darkest thought, and at that moment, he was frightened himself.

After that, Shen Er'an was always in a state of self-loathing. It was a little better when he first entered the door, but now it got worse.

Seeing that Shen Er'an didn't come over for a long time, and didn't look at him, Ziobai lowered his head to look at the ground, so he had to go by himself, teasingly said: "How long have we not seen each other, are you unfamiliar?"

Shen Ernan shook his head: "No."

There was no sound again.

Zibai is already dreaming at this time, he is very sleepy and has no energy to continue teasing Shen Erxi: "Go wash up and go to sleep, we will leave tomorrow morning."

The heavy and thick eyelashes fluttered suddenly.

Zibai frowned very quickly: "Okay, I understand." He raised his thumb and poked it in the direction of the left column, "Help me carry the cloth bag and small suitcase. I can't carry the more important ones for the time being." thing."

His heavy breathing became heavier a little bit, and there was a helpless choking sound in his throat like a juvenile lion overflowing.

"It doesn't matter if you come back all night, I'll sleep in the car." Ziobak patted him on the shoulder, "How many hours will it take to drive?"

Shen Ernan said in a hoarse voice: "Seven, more than hours."

"Then it's more convenient to fly." Jiao Bai was not satisfied with the length of time, he couldn't sit still. At that time, I can only lie in the back seat, walk around and rest.

Zizania is so heavy and heavy, thinner, more like his old man: "Get your luggage, let's go."

Shen Er'an didn't cooperate, he looked at Zibazania with a pair of tired and sad deep eyes.

Zibai encouraged, "Just say what you want."

Shen Er'an slowly spoke out under his guidance: "I don't want it, you, be mine..."

Shen Er'an didn't say the last two words, his eyes were red.

That is helplessness and hatred for fate.

Seeing the snow falling on the Zhazha Mountain and seeing the piercing desolation, Ziobai sighed.

"Then don't do it." Ziao Bai gave Shen Eran a tissue, "We don't care about those messy people and things, we are just us, I am still your classmate, roommate, and," he clenched his fist and stretched it out, chuckling, "good friend .”

Shen Er'an was stunned holding the tissue, and lightly punched him.

In the corner, Zhang Zhen and his brothers were watching the live broadcast.

"Little mother and stepson are good friends. This is really unheard of and unseen."

"Being in a wealthy family, one or two involuntary actions can turn a normal person, a normal relationship, into a bad relationship, and you won't be friends for long."

"..."

"Anyway, it's very touching now."

"Yes, I've taken pictures and missed them, maybe I can post them on Moments in the future."

"Not to mention, that young master of the Shen family is really handsome."

"That's why our pillow brother is even taller."

"It's not the same. Brother Zhen is beautiful, Young Master Shen is handsome, and Dong Shen's reasons are so good, they are carved from the same mold."

"What's so good about being ruthless and ungrateful? I'll vote for our pillow brother."

"I also voted for Brother Pillow. Hey, why is Young Master Shen so obedient when he is talking to Zibai? The picture of the little chick and dad is amazing."

"..."

"cough!"

Suddenly there was a heavy cough next to him, and the gentlemen were startled, and they all looked at Brother Zhen in unison.

Pillow brother looks like, not very happy?

It's like... the daughter-in-law is going to run away with someone.

Ziobai retracted the fist that was against Shen Er'an, spread his five fingers, and waved the pillow halfway up, his pale face was full of bright smiles.

Goodbye, colorful little squares, I hope that when you go online next time, you can form a sunflower to give me a smiling face, and stop being a knife and a gun again.

Zhang Zhen didn't respond, he turned around and went to the gym to punch.

When the car left Lanmo Mansion, he looked at the gate of the front yard. By the time he realized it, he had chased it out for a long way.

It made Zhang Zhen sweat profusely, his scalp was hot and humid, and his heart was beating violently in his chest.

One after another, like spring thunder.

On the way back to Nancheng with Zia Bai and Shen Eran, Li Jue waited at the door of Qi's house for several hours.

The news about Qi Shuang didn't get out, Li Jue didn't know that he came to visit the benevolent person who sponsored him to go to school as usual.

The servant stopped him at the door. He has been waiting.

Li Jue couldn't help but stand up against the wall, and lightly kicked his numb calf: "Mr. Qi hasn't come back yet?"

The servant didn't answer.

At this time, a car drove up, and the person sitting in the car was Qi Zizhi.

"Mr. Qi!" Li Jue raised his hand vigorously, youthful and supple, like a young pine seedling bravely facing the wind, snow, frost and rain.

Qi Zizhi, who used to be very self-cultivated, didn't even get out of the car this time, but just cast a vague look from the car: "You and Jiaobai are neighbors?"

Li Jue's eyes widened in surprise. He didn't understand why Mr. Qi would mention Brother Xiaoqiu, so he nodded truthfully: "Yes."

Before the window was raised, a deep voice came from the car: "Your subsidy is still the same and will not be withdrawn. Don't come to Qi's house again if you have nothing to do."

Li Jue was stunned.

Why did Mr. Qi say that?

Li Jue rubbed his face that was blown by the wind while riding a bicycle all the way, and he will ask brother Xiaoqiu after contacting him.

Where is Brother Xiaoqiu...

He rode his bicycle and rushed into the night, thinking about going to the hospital to see his grandma tomorrow morning, and telling her how cold this winter was. He didn't know that the business world in Nancheng was about to be reshuffled because of an accident.

As for the Liang family, the police wanted to take Ms. Liang to the scene of the crime. Liang's father said his daughter was not at home, and a bunch of bodyguards stopped her.

The two sides stalemate all night.

It was late at night and everyone was tired. Under the pressure from above, the police forced their way upstairs and arrested the suspect who had been hiding in the room.

"Miss Liang, please come with us." The old policeman said in a businesslike manner.

Liang Yue hugged the bedpost without letting go, her hair disheveled like a lunatic: "It's not me, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill him!"

The old police officer showed his handcuffs: "Miss Liang, please cooperate."

"What are you cooperating with? I didn't kill it, it wasn't me..." Liang Yue yelled, and she was handcuffed, dragged off the bedpost and taken downstairs.

"Where are you taking me! Let me go!"

Liang Yue was hysterical, her red eyes suddenly burst out: "Dongzi—"

"Go upstairs." Liang's father suddenly shouted at his son.

Liang Dong stood up slowly, and walked upstairs with shoulders that were already wide enough, without raising his head.