MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 59 (1)

Qi Yiliao went directly to Qi's.

Zhang Zhen didn't follow, he personally escorted Jiaobai to Lanmo Mansion.

When Zizania came back, he had the label "Shen Ji" on his body, the same accessories. This time the label was gone, and there was an old Zhang Zhang beside him, and he walked loosely and comfortably.

"Doctor Yang will come over later." Zhang Zhen shielded Zizania stems from the dangling slender branches, "He will show you the wound on your stomach, and I also asked him to bring some ointment to lighten the scars. Keep wiping it on. I will accompany you to the hospital for a full body check before school starts."

Zibazania lazily responded. The knife wound healed pretty well, and the other wounds were all done by himself. They were skin wounds, which looked scary, but they didn't actually hurt any muscles or bones.

So far, the most difficult thing for him is the old injury of the tailbone and the sequelae caused by the failure of three ribs to grow well. Like old cold legs, it hurts when the weather turns cold.

"Xiao Zhang, you're back." Aunt Liu's soft voice came from the front yard. She was wearing a dark purple old-fashioned cheongsam today, with a fur shawl over it, and her hair was combed in a bun behind her head. She had a gentle temperament, not vulgar at all.

Ziobai clearly observed that the smile on Aunt Liu's face froze for a second or two when she saw it.

Aunt Liu didn't like him.

The last time he lived here for a while, he had already realized this deeply.

At the same time, I also learned about Aunt Liu's tricks, which were very ordinary. Her two faces were not at the same level as Mrs. Shen's.

It doesn't matter if it's wild rice, it's not RMB, and everyone loves it.

Besides, the old lady is Shen Ji's mother, his own mother, who has absolute right to speak and status in Shen's family. And Aunt Liu is just a servant of the Qi family.

"Aunt Liu, Bai Bai is my younger brother now." Zhang Zhen entered the front yard and said solemnly.

Aunt Liu was surprised and said, "Where did you get your younger brother?"

Zhang Zhen bent over to get close to Zizania, and touched his head, affectionately and happily: "I met in the orphanage."

Aunt Liu looked over and smiled softly: "That must be taken care of."

Zizania: Tsk.

This Aunt Liu is very suitable for the gloomy old castle. She doesn't need to be trained to play a woman in the Republic of China period, just go straight to it.

Aunt Liu greeted them and led them through the thorny path: "Where is Chairman Shen..."

Zhang Zhen's complexion was dark: "It's okay."

He mentioned the story of Ziababa being kidnapped and rescued.

The purpose is very strong, he hopes that his younger brother can be cared for more. Even if there is no more love, try to do as little harm as possible.

"Is that to let Xiaojiao step over a brazier, or take a bath with moxa water, to get rid of bad luck?" Aunt Liu said softly, "If you survive a catastrophe, there will be future blessings."

Zibazania, who was looking at the winter plum garden in the distance, smacked his lips lightly, this sentence is okay. He smiled and said: "Aunt Xie Liu is concerned, the brazier should not be crossed, it's fine to take a bath with moxa."

Aunt Liu looked at him with eyebrows and eyes full of Jiangnan charm, and gathered her shawl: "Then I will prepare."

Zhang Zhen watched Aunt Liu leave, and he turned to look at his younger brother. Although he was not as careful as Chen Yiming and could figure out people's thoughts, he was not blind and could sense something.

"Baibai, did you have a conflict with Aunt Liu last time?"

Ziababi walked into the plum garden: "No." Indeed, there was no direct confrontation.

Zhang Zhen followed behind him, raised his two muscular but extremely explosive arms, circled behind, and answered with his hands behind his head: "Aunt Liu has worked in the Qi family for half her life, and she is an old man of the Qi family. She also watched my third brother and I grow up, she is very nice."

Before Zibai complained in his heart, a tall and tall body leaned up from behind, and a serious voice came from above his head: "But if she makes things difficult for you, you must tell me that I will always stand by your side, except for me In addition to your beliefs and mission, it is you."

"...I got it, I got it." Ziabai strode forward.

Zhang Zhen rubbed his fair chin, his younger brother must be awkward and shy.

I have experienced hardships that many people would never experience in their lifetime, and I am still just a child who has not graduated from high school.

"Bai Bai, I planted the plum tree at two o'clock in front of you. It blooms the best. You can pick a few to bring to your room!" Zhang Zhen shouted.

His words fell in his throat, his bright red lips were pursed, he shook his head, punched the void with both hands, and still couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhang Zhen doesn't know what it is to be out of order, what is a daughter-in-law, he only knows that his incomplete memory has been restored, and he has also brought back his childhood playmate.

This day is fulfilling and energetic. From now on, the meaning of his life is not only to protect the third brother, but also to watch the child grow up, be safe and healthy.

Ziobac didn't care about the transfer procedures at all, he only made a choice when Zhang Zhen asked him which middle school he wanted to go to.

Two days before the Lantern Festival, Jiao Bai went to Xicheng No. 1 Middle School to be his transfer student.

Ziabab doesn't rent a house, he lives in the teacher's building.

The house belonged to the director, with two bedrooms and one living room, and it was all packed up for Zibaca to live in. He was embarrassed, but he couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of the director.

The director was the son-in-law of a side branch of the Qi family, and he was flattered to accept such an expensive and important item as Jiaobai. He also volunteered to act as a guardian, borrowing from his colleague next door, so that Ziabaca could show up in time when he was in trouble.

Zizania lived in the north, and the south was vacated as a guest room. Zhang Zhen didn't come to the school to see Ziabab, he went on a business trip with Qi Yiliao.

Adults have their own things to do.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, Zia Bai used a new mobile phone to reload his phone, wishing him a happy birthday.

In the luxurious and cold old house, Shen Er'an was facing a group of hypocritical relatives and friends of the Shen family.

The old lady is abroad, accompanied by the patriarch, but the birthday party is still held.

The eldest son of the Shen family had his 18th birthday. This time was quite special and attracted the attention of the outside world. If he had an inheritance, today would be the day he was officially brought into business by his father.

But he has no inheritance rights.

The outside world is suspicious that the person in charge of the Shen family has an illegitimate child and has never disclosed it. The Shen family also thought so.

Although the protagonist of the birthday party is the eldest son of an empty shell, he became the focus of attention as soon as he appeared.

Some young masters who came here with their parents and elders were not just to join in the fun, they just wanted to see Young Master Shen's face and demeanor. Now I can't move my eyes away, just look straight.

Prince Charming does not get the attention of his father, he has no real power, and cannot enter the Shen family. If other families in Nancheng want to marry the Shen family, they are not regarded as high-ranking.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became cloudy.

Shen Er'an turned a blind eye to those calculating, greedy, contemptuous, and lustful gazes. He was wearing a well-tailored white suit with a white shirt inside, and the collar and cuffs were embroidered with golden patterns.

The hair that always hangs freely has been taken care of, and the ends of the bangs are fixed with glue wax to look like an adult.

Shen Er'an didn't greet anyone, he sat in a corner of the hall, took out a piece of colored paper from his trousers pocket, and quietly folded the dragonfly.

The people in the hall were quickly distracted by a video sent from abroad.

The Patriarch of the Shen family appeared in the video. He was sitting in front of the wine cabinet. He unbuttoned a few of the buttons on his blue shirt and untied the hem. Part of it fell out. He toasted lazily to the camera.

"I wish my good son, Ammonium, Shen Erhan, happy birthday."

Due to the lighting, the cold eyebrows of the head of the family gave people a soft illusion.

Many of the younger generation of the rich family who were still in love with Young Master Shen at first sight just now couldn't help but fall on his father's side.

The handsome young man has his cleanliness and beauty, and the tough old man who has been in power for many years also has his unique charm.

Shen Er'an didn't care how many people wanted to surrender to that person's feet, looking forward to being put on a dog chain and wagging their tails to please. He just needs Ziabab not to go that way.

The uncle came to call Shen Ernan: "Your father told you to go over."

Shen Ernan didn't get up: "He, it won't be true, you want to see me."

The uncle also knew that Shen Ji was talking about the scene, and he deliberately wanted to obey the other party's wishes to embarrass Shen Ernan.

He carefully cultivated his two sons, dreaming of being able to be picked as an heir and raised. Even if Shen Erhong is just a decoration, it is still an eyesore.

Unexpectedly, Uncle He said all kinds of nasty things, but Shen Ernan was still indifferent.

The uncle had no choice but to give up unwillingly. He walked towards the hall, but suddenly stopped for some reason. What he said just now had a lot of meaning in his words, and he used the aggressive method when he turned a corner. It is impossible for ordinary people not to react after hearing it. Shen, a high school student, has such good concentration?

He must have thought too much.

Shen Ji never took Shen Ernan with him for a day, nor did he ask anyone to teach him. Apart from origami, what else can Shen Er'an do, embroidered pillows, he can't speak fluently, so he is praised by others in school, and he can't communicate with people normally after entering the society.

Shen Erhan's dragonfly is almost finished.

A little girl in a princess dress ran up to him: "Brother An, the dragonfly you folded is so beautiful."

The sweet-mouthed child was called by an adult, and what he said was also taught by an adult.

The adults of the Shen family made a bet to see if their children could get the dragonfly from that waste vase.

Once you get it, sell it to the daughter of the highest bidder.

When they saw the child come back with the dragonfly, their faces were full of disdain and pride for winning the bet, but when they picked the dragonfly out of the child's hands, the expressions on their faces became ugly, as if they had been stuffed Like a bowl of flies.

Because it was a headless, wingless, broken, broken, paper dragonfly.

The video was still on, and the guests were flattering the Patriarch of the Shen family, expressing their concern for the old lady's condition, and their blessings flooded the hall.

Shen Er'an took out his mobile phone, and looked at the birthday wishes Zibai sent to him again.

I'm an adult.

grown up.

The only son who has no inheritance rights is indeed in an embarrassing situation as Ziabai said, he is not qualified to stay in the old house, so he can only leave.

When he was brought to the gate of the mansion by his mother, he had expected this day.

In this family, he has no sense of stability, nor does he feel the feeling of being accommodated. He is always an outsider.

Shen Er'an's head hurt a little, he sat for a while and received a text message.

From an unknown number.

-Happy 18th birthday [Be happy, come on]

The corner of Shen Er'an's lips twitched, it was that girl. He held the phone close, lowered his eyes, and looked at it word by word.

After reading it several times, he deleted the text message.

Even if the members of the Shen family do not have the right to inherit, they will not have the right to choose.

What you want, you have to fight for yourself.

And some things are destined not to belong to him, and he does not deserve to have them.

Shen Er'an silently watched the chatter and laughter and the rich and luxurious in the hall, he watched for a long time, then lowered his head to send a message to Jiaobai.

-I have no cake to eat.

Zibazania didn't return, but Shen Er'an received a takeaway soon after. It was a square box tied with a ribbon, and you could tell what was inside just by looking at the packaging.

Shen Er'an signed for the receipt, hugged the cake and left the old house full of power and hypocrisy.

On the day of adulthood, his life embarked on a new starting point.

have friends.

Zibazania was eating glutinous rice **** in Lanmo Mansion, and she didn't know the situation of Shen Er'an at the birthday banquet, so she was bound to be embarrassed. Those who gave him supercilious glances when he was young, will act according to his face when he grows up.

Shen Er'an had planned for a long time, once he took power, he was invincible, and Shen Ji never got back any power.

Those big families saw that the once handsome young man became the ruthless new king of the business world, and they regretted so much that they wanted to go back to this time and put their children in their hands.

It is conceivable that after the fact that Li Jue was raised by Shen Ernan for many years was exposed, he became the thorn in the eyes of many people in Nancheng.

Zibania ate the last red bean paste glutinous rice ball in the bowl, staring in a daze at the bright but gloomy hall.

Qi Yiliao's activity level has not yet reached 20.

If you want to deal with Qi Yiliao, apart from reading scriptures and manuscripts in foreign languages, you can only come from the direction of ghosts and gods.

To make Qi Yiliao more and more curious to cast on him.

Zibai rubbed his cheeks with his hands, and pressed his fingers on his face, which still had some light-colored scars. The dog blood comics he read didn't have any supernatural and monster themes, and the urban wealthy families had the most, followed by ancient masters, apprentices, masters and servants, who sprinkled dog blood in a serious manner.

So for ghosts and gods, he couldn't use the plots from the comics he had read, so he could only make up his own.

At the end of last year, he was taken to the hospital in Xiyuan, but the doctor could not diagnose his condition.

Didn't Qi Yiliao sit by the bed and ask him who was unconscious, "There is no trauma, how come it hurts like this, is he bewitched", and let him wake up and talk about it?

Why didn't Qi Yiliao ask until now?

forget?

Then he had to find a way to make Qi Yiliao remember.

Ziobai sent Zhang Zhen a WeChat message, asking where he was and why he didn't go back to Lanmo Mansion with Qi Yiliao.

Zhang Zhen was at the wedding banquet of a family in Xicheng. He took off his leather jacket, unloaded his gun and put on a suit to represent the Qi family. He had to wait for a while before leaving.

- In vain, the third brother lost his temper in the company today. He has a bad temper. Go up and concentrate on studying later. Don't make him angry by deserting.

Zibai spoke to him, "Is he still in a rage? Tell me what it looks like."

Zhang Zhen didn’t know where the voice came from, the background was very quiet, and it seemed that his voice was lower than usual: “Have you ever seen a gentleman get angry?”

After listening to the voice, Ziobai replied, "I haven't seen it before."

"Gentlemen don't let their emotions run wild, all. When they get **** off, they hurt themselves first before committing violence, self-restraint, and if the person or thing that made them angry still doesn't go away or work out..."

This is the end of Zhang Zhen's voice, and he didn't continue, the hook caught Jiaobai, he didn't say anything, and only sent an emoji of "the big-faced cat is sweating madly".

What came back to him was the expression of two stick figures crossing their shoulders, together with the words "Brothers are good".

Zia Bai originally didn't want to find Qi Yiliao, but now he wants to.

Qi Yiliao's temper is bad today, doesn't it mean that his mask is loose? Good thing.

Ziobai carried his schoolbag and walked towards the stairs, and the image of him reading to Qi Yiluo in the small Buddhist hall on the third floor appeared in his mind. Withdrew, but Qi Yiliao made a sound in vain and got angry at him, but when he swung the ruler over, he stopped it with his other hand.

It's like fighting against yourself.

Reason and sensibility are torn apart.

After that blow, Qi Yiliao's arms were trembling, and his shirt was even soaked with blood, which shows how hard it was.

Qi Yiloo didn't punish him directly, but questioned him, and even seemed to complain why he was not serious, why he was lazy, and why he didn't study hard. When he told the reason honestly, Qi Yiloo gave him a warning.

Ziao Bai licked his slightly dry lips, if he had been dishonest at that time and hadn't let Qi Yiluo calm down, the ruler would have fallen on him, it would have been more terrifying than punishing him directly.

The reason is very simple.

When a person makes you angry, you endure it and hope that the other person will not do it again, but if the other person does it again, your negative emotions will be doubled or tripled.

Ziobai climbed the stairs step by step, and there was surveillance all over here, since Aunt Liu didn't come out to stop him, it meant that Qi Yiliao allowed him to go upstairs.

The third floor is a flat floor, with only a small Buddhist hall and a large open space.

That Qi Yiliao was either on the second floor or the fourth floor.

A few minutes later, Ziabaca came down from the fifth floor cursing, no, nothing, Qi Yiliao was on the ground.

Grass, ran away in vain.

Ziabab was quite relaxed when he went upstairs, but he was gasping for breath when he went downstairs. His body is really not good. A young man is not as good as an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Speaking of which, Zimbabella had no chance to help Uncle Zhao realize his wish.

The schoolbag in Zibai's hand changed from being elegantly carried to being dragged awkwardly. When he went to the first basement, the autumn clothes under his down jacket were all wet, sticking wetly to his heaving and thin back.

His bangs were also sticking wetly to his forehead, and the youthful aura of a young man was gone, only depression and anger.

No one told him that there is an underground floor in Lanmo Mansion.

He was also careless, and forgot to ask Zhang Zhen to find out which floor Qi Yiliao's office and bedroom were on.

Ziao Bai turned around the corridor and went all the way down to the second basement floor, yes, the second floor. Not to mention the air conditioner in Lanmo Mansion, there is no heating, and the ground is overcast, let alone underground.

The Yin Qi rushed to the open pores of Zizania Bamboo, and he shivered, feeling as if he had stepped into a coffin, into a grave.

The walls on the second basement floor are not small lamps, but candles.

Ziobai uses swear words to cheer himself up, he is not afraid of people with a bad stomach, he is afraid of A Piao, really.

Although he himself is considered a piao.

Zibai walked to a dark door and patted: "Qi Dong?"

There was no sound from inside.

Ziobac retreated a bit, he gritted his teeth and continued to shoot: "Dong Qi, are you there? I have homework I can't do, I want you to teach me."

This time there was a sound, it wasn't Qi Yiliao's voice, but the door opened.

The sound was muffled and muffled.

Like an old man panting for a long time, he finally spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

Ziao Bai looked in with goosebumps shaking, he saw a corner of the study room, and he jumped back to his throat.

It's a study, it turned out to be just a study.

I'm afraid it's a torture room. At a glance, there are all kinds of instruments of torture.

Just as Ziabai was about to shout "I'm coming in", he heard Qi Yiliao's voice coming from somewhere inside.

"Come in and close the door," he said.

Ziao Bai stepped in and found that there were not many office supplies in sight.

Qi Yiluo usually doesn't like to bring his official business back, or this is not his office and it has other uses.

The walls of the study are all black, without any impurities, deep black.

There was a faint sound of water in a black wall.

Ziobai yelled, "Director Qi, are you taking a bath?"

"Taking a bath." Qi Yiliao's voice was very muddy, as if floating out of the water, "Take out your homework and mark it if you don't know how to do it."

"Teacher Qi." Jiao Bai said aloud to the void. He loosened the strap of the damp schoolbag, and looked at the humble study room with the sound of the schoolbag falling to the ground.

Black walls and white furniture are not visually friendly. After a long time, you will feel heavy, cold, oppressive, chest tight, and not breathing well.

Zizania quickly finished looking at it, but found nothing.

Just as he was thinking this, his drooping eyelids twitched violently.

There was also a whiteboard on top of the huge white desk, and now, the whiteboard was not closed with it by a small inch.

The small area of ​​the desk is exposed.

There are a few gestures on it.

It seems to be the lower half of the word "gram".

Ziobai pondered for a moment, grabbed the whiteboard with both hands, and moved a little to the side.

Another part of those gestures unfolded before his eyes.

"gram"

what?

Zizania and then move to the white plate.

The "system" next to the word "gram" is exposed.

Ziba had guessed an idea, and he continued to move the whiteboard. Gradually, the scope of the desk is getting bigger and bigger.

He saw it again—restraint.

Restraint, restraint, restraint.

It's densely packed, full of those two words. Carved with a sharp tool, every stroke is clear and deep.

It can be seen how much force was used by the person who carved the lettering, several blue veins appeared in the hand holding the sharp weapon, and how much the phalanx protruded.

Countless "restraints" occupied the desk, and it was almost full, leaving only one or two centimeters of space.

The impact was too strong, it was frightening.

Ziobac quickly closed the whiteboard back, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down. It's okay, don't panic, just pretend you didn't see it.

wrong!

Qi Yiliao is an old pervert who likes to live under surveillance.

There must be monitoring here too.

He has nothing to hide, it has been exposed.

No no no.

Jiao Bai stared at the table board, the small piece was not closed, revealing half of the word "ke", it was... Qi Yiliao put it here for him to see.

This is the same as the last time Qi Yiliao sat in front of his bed in the middle of the night watching him and didn't move the chair back to its original position.

Qi Yiliao asked him another question.

It's still the same old routine. Not only wrote the word "Xie", but also wrote out the first step, leading him to explain it down.

It seems thoughtful, but it is actually sending him a final notice - you only have one chance, if you don't solve the problem, then you are useless.

Ziobai sorted out his thoughts, and the light in his eyes became intense without him noticing. That is the natural excitement of encountering a difficult problem. There was no flinching or evasion in him at all.

At that moment, the friend was online.

A black wall was drawn to one side, and Qi Yiliao came out from inside, dripping water all over his body.

Ziao Bai was frozen by the cold Qi Yiliao brought towards him, and asked without thinking, "Are you taking a cold bath?"

"Cold water helps a person self-regulate." Qi Yiliao said in a lecture-like tone.

Ziobai looked at Qi Yiliao's pale lips and ears, did they soak in the whole thing, lying in the bathtub?

This is not the first time that Zibai sees Qi Yiliao's body dripping wet without wiping off, water is everywhere, and his skin is still soaked like a corpse.

Ziobai couldn't imagine what Qi Yiliao was doing for lying under the water. He wanted to calm himself down, divert his attention or exercise, whatever he wanted, why did he have to go into the water. Could it be that for Qi Yiliao, there is a sense of security in the water? Mother's amniotic fluid?

Ziobac was speechless about his brain hole, so he moved away from the human-shaped refrigerator: "How long has it been soaking?"

Qi Yiliao had a thoughtful expression: "I don't know, one or two hours?"

Zibazania: "..." He didn't expect it to be so long, and he admired it.

Take a cold bath in winter, why not die in it. After Ziobai subconsciously complained, his face changed, no, Qi Yiliao can't let this go on like this, otherwise the other party will be cold before he completes the task.

Zizania approached: "Qi Dong..."

"Call it like Ah Zhen." Qi Yiliao sat down at the desk.

Zibai said naturally: "Third brother."

Qi Yiliao raised his head.

"Cold baths in winter are not good for your health. We young people dare not come every day. Look at your age..."

Before Jiaobai finished speaking, Qi Yiliao raised his index finger resting on the table: "One, I don't soak every day," and raised his middle finger, "Two, I'm in my early thirties."

Qi Yiluo smiled: "Older than you, but not too old, is it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," said Ziabai, and she fired a machine gun in her heart. You are several years younger than Shen Ji, look at him fighting all night, and then look at you,

You can use "spiritual" to describe me, you say you are so useless.

Zibai glanced at the white cat, you too, the Pikachu who used to live downstairs from you, it was so lively, it breathed fire and got up on the ground, as for you, you were dead all day long, either vomited blood or was about to vomit blood, and your tail was wagging so slowly .

The white cat stopped licking its paws slowly, bared its teeth at Zizania, and let out a vague growl.

Angry.

Ziobac glared at her and said what's wrong with you, if you want me to untie the thin wire to save you out of trouble, then you should also be active, there is no such thing as a free lunch, isn't it? You increase your activity level, shake your tail and raise it high, stretch your paws?

What kind of master really is, what kind of avatar is there!

One person and one cat stare at each other.

Jiao Bai suddenly sensed the eerie silence in the study, he turned his head and found Qi Yiliao looking at him intently.

Zibai's heart suddenly jumped, and he pretended to be thinking about homework: "Third Brother, I may have overestimated myself."

Qi Yiliao supported his head with one hand: "Huh?"

"I thought I missed so many classes, and I would be fine in the remaining half a year, but I don't seem to be good at it." Zibai pouted, "I want to hire a tutor."

Qi Yiliao smiled kindly: "Which school do you want?"

Zibazania said, "It's Xicheng University of Medicine and Science."

The curvature of Qi Yiliao's lips paused imperceptibly: "Do you want to study medicine?"

"Yes." Zia Bai's eyes flashed with determination. He wants to be a doctor, a dream in two lifetimes.

"Then ask a tutor." Qi Yiliao put his hand down, and tapped the stack of rice paper on the table with two fingers, "I'll ask Ah Zhen to find it for you later."

Zia Bai was not surprised by Qi Yiliao's agreement, this kid loves to be serious and loves to learn.

"That," Zia Bai took the initiative to cut to the chase, "Third brother, I accidentally saw... lettering on the desk just now."

Qi Yiliao's expression remained unchanged: "I saw it."

Zizania Dui smiled: "I have sharp eyes."

"It's different when you're young, your brain is flexible, and your eyesight is good." Qi Yiluo leaned back in the chair, his half-wet nightgown was slightly loose, and his collarbone with a cold color was looming, "That's a kind of vigilance."

Zibai's eyes aimed at the nightgown at the edge of his collarbone.

The neckline is only a little loose, and the half-covered face still hugging the pipa is indeed the sexiest, much more seductive than directly revealing.

If Qi Yiliao is like that, it will make people want to sit on his lap, sit with their backs to him, and grab the desk with both hands.

Alas.

Zizania withdrew its gaze to observe the activity and the reaction of the white cat.

The white cat looked directly at him and blinked slowly.

Zibazania: "..." Cats did this because...? ? ?

He looked at the activity again.

Died on 18 and didn't move for a long time.

"Third brother, do you still have to be vigilant?" Jiao Bai asked.

"That's right." Qi Yiliao was sitting, looking up at him from an angle, and the arc drawn from the back of his neck gave the illusion that he was looking up at the gods.

Ziobai was chilled by his own thoughts, the **** is Li Jue, and Li Jue is the **** of this manga, he is just a hard-working wage earner.

"The greater the power in a person's hands, the more restraint he must." Qi Yiluo lowered his head slightly, his wet and cold eyelashes casting a dark silhouette.

Jiao Bai took a second look at Qi Yiliao, and said in his heart, you are the only one who is at the helm of all the big families in the whole comic, and you stepped back tactfully to make way for Shen Ernan.

Did not argue with him.

Qi Yiliao's first appearance in "Broken Wings" was when he brought Jiang Yan to Nancheng to attend the old lady's birthday banquet, which was the scene where Zibai came through.

And his exit was in Shen Er'an's record of being feared by the outside world.

The unveiling and the curtain call are both in a person's youth and adulthood.

Jiao Bai is very curious about Qi Yiliao's world house, this person holds power very tightly, Qi's family and other families in Xicheng can't move an inch, but he can let go of his power and retreat, calm and restrained.

In the comics, his roles are few, and he has always been personable, gentle and elegant, and has never been impulsive or out of control.

I don't know what happened in his middle age and old age.

It stands to reason that he should plant flowers and grass in Lanmo Mansion and enjoy his old age peacefully.

Seeing the white cat with blood on its fur, Zia Bai suddenly had a thought in his mind, Qi Yiliao didn't commit suicide in the end, did he?

Like all the dead of the Qi family in the past, guarding the next head of the family in the cemetery in the backyard?

"I talk to you ten times, and you will lose your mind ten times." Qi Yiluo got up from the desk at some point and came to Jiaobai's side, "Tell me, what are you thinking about?"

Ziao Bai first looked left and right, then leaned closer to Qi Yiluo's ear.

Qi Yiluo put one hand on Zhuo Yan very gracefully, and bent his back to approach him.

"Third brother, I have a secret to tell you." Ziabai whispered, "I can see ghosts, I was born."

"Oh? What kind of ghosts do you see?" Qi Yiliao's breath smelled of wine, and his collar smelled of heavy wood. The combination of the two smells made people dizzy.

Ziobai looked up at Qi Yiliao who was drooping, and an awkward silence spread. This step is too big, it won't work, he rubbed his nose and laughed: "I'm bragging, but in fact, I'm only prone to encounter evil things because of my weak constitution."

"Last year in Lanmo Mansion, when I suddenly sat on your lap to eat poached eggs, and in Xiyuan, I couldn't afford to be seriously injured for no reason. It was all because I was touched by something dirty, and I was possessed by evil spirits." Jiao Bai was still in fear.

The activity has increased, and the activity has increased!

18 rose to 18.3.

Qi Yiliao stroked his hair pityingly, the dampness and air-conditioning in his palm permeated it: "What about this year?"

"Not yet this year." Zia Bai said, "Should I go to the temple to worship?"

"Let Ah Zhen take you there on weekends." Qi Yiliao put his index finger and **** together, bent them slightly, and picked at the soft hair beside the young man's ears.

Ziobac was secretly delighted with the increase in activity, when a cold breath blew by his ear suddenly, and he let out a faint smile.

"Kids don't think too much, it's not lovable."

When Zibai was facing Qi Yiliao, he put it away, and he was not very good at making a big fuss. He got the warning from the other party and didn't let his mind fly. He honestly picked up the schoolbag on the ground, and opened the zipper in his arms. .

Asparagus is really a problem.

Qi Yiliao really taught him, and he taught it in great detail, giving him a few examples for his reference and sorting out.

It's unbelievable for Ziobai, who is in his thirties, to know how to solve physics problems in high school.

"I have a camera in my head. Once I see it, I will never forget it." Qi Yiluo turned the student's ballpoint pen, the lines from the forearm to the wrist were smooth and mature, and the red pen body was sandwiched between the white fingers. Neatly, "Except for the ever-changing species like humans."

Zibai took the opportunity to ask: "So you didn't call me Xiao Li Xiao Zhang Xiao Shanmao last year just to tease me?"

Qi Yiliu showed innocence and surprise: "I've called you so many names?"

Zizania: "..."

"However," Qi Yiliao threw the pen into his textbook, "Little Lynx is quite suitable for you last year."

Zizania is speechless, what's the matter, I changed the variety this year?

Qi Yiliao's cell phone rang, and he connected it. Not knowing what the person on the other side said, he swept towards Zizania.

"Here I am." Qi Yiliao got up and went to the locker on one wall, and opened a drawer, which was full of cigarettes, neatly arranged. Li took one out and waved back.

Ziao Bai was collecting homework, so he ignored it.

"Xiaobai," Qi Yiliao said with a smile in his voice, "come here."

Ziao Bai dawdled past, tore off the wrapping thread of the cigarette case, flung it open, and pulled out one from inside.

Qi Yiliao lowered his head, moved his slightly parted lips closer, and bit the cigarette with his hand.

Zibai resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and buttoned the lighter under Qi Yiliao's gaze.

One hand holding the phone and the other useless?

Besides, can't put down the phone and wear a Bluetooth headset? Isn't this an accessory from the old boss?

Ziobao buckled the cap of the lighter and pressed out a cluster of fireworks.

The flames danced in Qi Yiliao's eyes that were almost touching his forehead, and in the other's dark gray pupils, he saw himself with the same orange halo in his eyes.

The fireworks, like a round of red sun, rolled between them and embraced them.

Even the drops of water dripping from the tip of Qi Yiliao's hair and falling on Zibai's eyelids, trembling and blooming, are hot.

Lighting cigarettes for others,

Zizania stems are dried once in two lifetimes.

Say nothing, keep an account.

When Zaobai was keeping accounts, his ears felt cold, and Qi Yiliao taped his phone up.

The call was from Chu Dongshan, and the person he was looking for was Jiaobai.

Chu Dongshan said that he rescued a boy by the sea.

As soon as Ziobai heard the beginning, he thought of one person, Li Jue.

After listening to Chu Dongshan's description, his conjecture was verified. It was really classmate Li who was involved in the kidnapping incident at sea and was recognized by the kidnappers as his younger brother.

This line was changed.

As the third male, Chu Dongshan is the most tossing in the male supporting group because of the relationship between the characters. He and Li Jue first met in a leisure club, Li Jue was a waiter, Chu Dongshan came to have fun, and rescued Li Jue who was being harassed by guests.

Chu Dongshan's voice was hoarse after being burnt by alcohol for a long time: "The child was in a coma, and called a few names, including you. He thought you were dead."

Jiao Bai inhaled the second-hand smoke Qi Yiliao spit out: "He is my neighbor's younger brother in my hometown. As for whether I am alive or dead, you can tell him whatever you want."

The news of the fake death can only float in the sea, and it will be exposed sooner or later after returning, and Chu Dongshan can find out all of this. It doesn't matter, anyway, his purpose of feigning death has been achieved, and the activity of idiot Qi has been rising, so he is about to enter the group, I don't know which group it is.

Chu Dongshan said, "Then what's his name?"

Zizania: "Li Jue."

When Chu Dongshan asked what the two words were, he insisted on asking clearly, which was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Li Jue." Jiao Bai said, "Courteous Li, Yu Jue's Jue."

Chu Dongshan was silent for a while: "The name suits him very well."

Ziaobai's face was stern, Chu Dongshan didn't say to let him pick up Li Jue, or send Li Jue to Lanmo Mansion, obviously to keep him.

Are you tempted?

Jiao Bai turned to think about it, in the comics, Chu Dongshan was the one who first saw Li Jue, and felt affection for him.

In his inner narration, the reason why he noticed Li Jue was because Li Jue reminded him of his first love, Chu Xiaoli. They are all the same pure and soft.

"What happened to him?" Chu Dongshan seemed to be wiping sweat from someone, and his breathing was a little heavy.

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