In the middle of the night in September, the wind was so strong that the old trees and weeds in the deep mountains were blown bald.
A group of bodyguards huddled in a corner on the first floor, dazed.
Qi Da said in a confused and deep voice: "You have forgotten everything
Everybody became active.
"What did you forget? What did you forget? I don't understand. I have a goldfish brain and a three-second memory."
“Deleting.
"I have almost forgotten it. Wait a minute."
"immediately.
When the winds were blowing in the same direction, a voice that didn't fit in came out, "Master Qi is quite a coward.
The bodyguard who was speaking lay down on the ground, his face showing the relief of finally getting relief after being constipated for a long time, "Oh my god, I finally got to say it, I was dying of constipation."
Others benefited from his help and their blocked places were cleared, but they did not show it; they were secretly happy.
“That’s not called cowardice.
Some people insist on showing off their differences at this time. "Based on my many years of experience in watching pure love dramas, Mr. Qi.
He rubbed his chin, pondered for a long time, and even after pretending to be awesome, he still couldn't think of an antonym. "Okay, I'm just a coward.
The guy who waited for a long time: ""
The atmosphere was mysteriously quiet.
The tendency to feel embarrassed for others came back, and everyone felt collectively embarrassed for Mr. Qi when they thought of the surveillance footage they had picked out.
Qi Ye said to Bai Shao
Don't judge a person by appearance. You don't know until you see him. - Look, oh, it's so frustrating. Kiss, kiss, go on, all of them are stolen kisses. What kind of man is he? After several years, he is still at the stage of stealing!
The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.
This group of eunuchs, old and young, sat under a dense lemon tree, the hanging lemons dangling in their faces, making them dizzy.
"If Young Master Bai saw this, he would die of laughter.
“After laughing, it’s time to grit your teeth.
"Given Mr. Bai's personality, he would be disappointed with his failure to achieve his goal."
"We should have sent a little pass to Bai Shao. What a great assist opportunity, but we missed it.
After a few intermittent sighs, a little brother bit a betel nut to refresh himself, "Do you remember the bet we made half a year ago?"
Everyone's expression changed. Remember, make a bet on when Mr. Qi and Mr. Bai will get married.
The young man sighed and curled his lips, "I told you, they won't be that fast, it will take three to five years
Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit in the face with a big chestnut.
Eat shit!
After the commotion, everyone started to worry about their master's love story again. They never thought that the elf would replace Bai Shao.
The two of them are not on the same level at all, and their weight in Master Qi's heart is incomparable.
Although everyone was strong in body but simple in mind, they could guess that Master Qi temporarily forgot about Master Bai and it was Dean Qi who was behind it.
Dean Qi wants Master Qi to touch the elf and keep her by his side.
The elves can help the Qi family continue its bloodline.
Dean Qi believed in the data and her experimental results, and thought that the chances of success were very high, but she did not take into account the differences between people.
j, how can people be treated with a set of standard data
How strong is Qi Ye's self-discipline? He is not a human being. Can a person like him be manipulated at will
Even if it is fake, you still have to go with the flow and make yourself a joke? Dean Qi has gone crazy doing research. I don't know what has clouded his mind. It's better than...
They see clearly.
"Let's bet again!" Qi Liu shouted.
“Come, come, come!
"I bet on National Day, which is next month."
“Not so fast, New Year’s Day.
"At the end of this year, they won't get married, and I'll still be that little brother. He spoke with heavy breathing, which attracted all the brothers to look at him.
"I'll get married," he said.
As soon as this was said, some people looked down on him, "You don't even have a partner, why are you marrying yourself?"
"To be honest, I got married three months ago." The young man turned on his phone and took out a photo of his girl. He smiled so hard that his mouth was filled with tears.
The nuts all fell out.
The men in the corner of the room were furious. They rushed over and beat up the little brother, saying, "You fucking got married early, or
Are you human
Depend on!
The old bachelors complained, what's the big deal? The youngest one already has a partner.
Qi Da ran over from one end of the corridor and shouted, "Be quiet, Master Qi is coming to the first floor!"
Everyone in the corner of the room fell silent instantly.
The number on the elevator in Lanmo Mansion changed from 5 to 1. The elevator door opened, and the people inside came out and turned a corner.
There was a sound of someone coming down the stairs in the corridor. The master did not come upstairs, but went underground. That was the follow-up of watching the surveillance.
Everyone tacitly dispersed and went on patrol.
Qi Yiliao didn't even finish watching one-tenth of the surveillance footage before he came to the second underground floor like a wandering soul.
During the identity verification, Qi Yilao's three souls suddenly returned to their positions. Could it be that he gave away this privilege as well
When he walked into the black and white study, looking at the new desk and the bookshelf filled with medical books, his bare feet paused.
Qi Yiliao grabbed the corner of the desk and pushed it open violently.
There is a piece of writing in the field of vision.
One part is shallower and the force of the knife was uneven, so it was not carved by him.
It is obvious that the two of them carved the words together.
Without his permission, how could a second person set foot here
Qi Yiliao lowered his eyes slightly and chuckled for a while. The next moment, the smile on his lips disappeared, and he pulled the corners of his lips expressionlessly, "Crazy..."
.
If he wasn't crazy, how could he be interested in the young man's clumsy lies, curious, and inquisitive, and then lower his bottom line and change his mind
line, and make the other party his bottom line.
He hadn't even finished watching the surveillance footage of Lan Mo's residence, let alone the footage outside of Lan Mo's residence. This feeling, which was much stronger than he had imagined, was both strange and fragmented.
He should ask his boyfriend to help him connect.
But he was not an impulsive young man. He had too many things on his hands, and his palpitations and headaches had not yet gone away.
restraint
Qi Yilao pinched his brows, his throat was dry and itchy, he closed his eyes, the smell of tobacco lingered between his lips and teeth, "Restraint.
The look on my face when I stole kisses from her appeared before my eyes, the look on my face when I wanted to lick her from head to toe, and then bite her off inch by inch and swallow her up.
Qi Yilao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot that hadn't been washed for eight hundred years, and his heart seemed to be stung by something. He couldn't tell what it was.
He held his forehead with one hand and moved his palm down to cover his face.
The ears were uncovered and slightly red.
Qi Yiliao's one eye emerged from under his palm and scanned the surroundings. Even on the second floor in the basement there were traces of the child.
Most of the books on the extra bookshelf are new.
Don’t like studying.
Qi Yiliao picked up two books at random and flipped through them. He didn't see any annotations or notes, which made him more certain of his opinion. He walked to the door of the study and
When he was about to leave, he accidentally discovered something, strode to the other side and pushed open the door.
The study on the second floor underground was where he would meditate. He would carve words and take a bath in the study. This empty room was connected to the bathroom in the study and turned into a laboratory.
There was no smell of medicine in the air, and the laboratory was not yet in use.
Qi Yiliao's gaze passed through the human skeletons and fell on the mice in the cages. They were originally lying down, but now that they sensed the human breath, they all climbed up and banged their heads against the railings.
There are food and drinks in the cage. They don't want to be fed, but want the breeder.
Qi Yiliao turned and left.
At four or five in the morning, the sky was just getting light.
A patrol team passed by the South Gate and suddenly saw a dark shadow, which scared them terribly.
Qi Yilao stood on the steps in front of the stone sculpture, a newly lit cigarette between his lips. He was still barefoot, his gray bathrobe tied neatly, his hair was naturally dry and slightly messy, a few strands of hair were draped between his gloomy eyebrows, and there was something in his dark eyes that was about to burst out.
There is a strong astringent feeling between the teeth, and I feel like biting something.
At this time, fourteen hours had passed since Qi Yiliao woke up.
The image in my mind is still unclear.
The shouts of his subordinates made Qi Yilao tilt his head. He lifted his cold eyelids and looked over with red eyes.
A group of people under the stairs looked at each other with their eyes and noses, and Mr. Qi really looked like a rabbit. His eyes were so red, and he was entangled in the love in the surveillance.
There are elements of confusion or worry, but they are more physiological, and I have become a rabbit.
Because the amount of surveillance is so huge, they don't look carefully when they choose, just glance at it and pass it by, and the eye drops are finally used up.
A few bottles, not to mention Mr. Qi who was watching it seriously.
Mr. Qi's temperament is there, his rabbit eyes are not ugly, and he looks affectionate and charming. Now all you need to do is bring a bouquet of flowers and he can come to propose to you.
Qi Yilao glanced at his subordinates and knew how rich their mental activities were. They talked about his gossip and watched his drama.
The character of his subordinates is the standard he uses to recruit people.
The Qi family was lifeless, like a grave; he hoped that the people who worked for him could be a little more energetic.
The sky was turning pale.
The vines fluttered in the thin afterglow of the first day. Qi Yiliao lit up his second cigarette.
"Master Qi, everyone wants to be hypnotized." Qi Da whispered.
A cloud of green mist slowly came out from Qi Yilao's dry lips, and he looked down at his subordinates at the steps.
The bodyguards in black suits, with guns on their backs, stood in a neat line, all with their backs straight and their heads lowered, waiting for their master to speak.
There is no monitoring room in Lanmo Mansion. All monitoring is managed by Master Qi alone. During his illness, there was an accident with the monitoring. Therefore, the technical department
comes in handy.
Hypnosis was a request from the technical department, and the bodyguards had the same idea, they didn't want to know so much. It's better to die than to keep a secret for a living person.
"You guys are good at reducing your burden," Qi Yiliao teased. He took out his cell phone and made a call. After hanging up, he said, "It's past eight o'clock.
Go, hypnosis in sessions, you can arrange the time yourself.
"Yes!" everyone shouted in unison.
Qi Yiliao walked down the steps, his feet stepping on the hard, cold and smooth stone slabs and the green and cool lawn. He walked around the outside of the castle, smoking a cigarette.
The sky became increasingly red and yellow, and the entire Lan Mo Mansion was filled with that hue. Qi Yiliao returned to the bedroom and continued watching the surveillance video.
With the previous experience as a lesson, he drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and sat in the dark corner to watch. Unconsciously, the books were scattered around his feet.
A few cigarette butts.
When the surveillance video showed him kneeling on one knee in front of the wheelchair and placing flower seeds in the palm of Jiaobai's hand, he watched it over and over again, writing down all the details over and over again, trying to cover up his mistakes.
However, the consequence of this action was that his head hurt so much that it was about to split open, as if someone was holding a few centimeters long iron nail and driving it into the top of his head.
The nail has been nailed in half.
Qi Yiliao opened the medicine bottle with trembling hands, poured out a few pills and swallowed them. He leaned the back of his head against the wall, waiting with a pale face for the pain to subside.
"Hold."
A very low, yet sinister curse came from the corner of the wall.
The condition is not good, so he stops watching the surveillance for now and needs to stop for a while.
Qi Yiliao woke up after sleeping for less than an hour. He called Qi Da into the bedroom and said hoarsely, "Go find someone to come over."
Qi Da exclaimed, "Ah!", not understanding.
Who are you looking for
Qi Da was startled. Could it be that she was looking for an 18-year-old boy with a nice voice
Qi Yiliao went to the cloakroom, unbuttoned his bathrobe and threw it aside, then took out a shirt from the closet and put it on.
I slept for a short while and had a vague dream.
Logically speaking, he had had that dream for a period of time four years ago, and had been looking for the boy in the dream. But this time, he felt like he hadn't dreamed of it for a long time.
Could it be that he hadn't done it again in the past four years? Did he start doing it again after he lost his memory
Everything in the dream made him crazy? It seemed that this was the right mood, but at this moment he only felt weird, inconsistent, and even disgusted.
The boy whose appearance could not be seen clearly was definitely not Jiaobai.
Qi Yiliao buttoned his shirt from bottom to top. He rejected dreams because he had a boyfriend in his empty life. If he still put his mind on that...
The boy in my dream is betrayal, and I can't even think about it
Do I love my little boyfriend so much? Haha.
Qi Yiliao put on his neat pair of trousers, took out a belt, and tucked it in as he walked out. His movements were lazy and elegant, but he looked out of spirits and his eyes were very red.
"Master Qi? Are you still looking for the person?" Qi Da, who was standing at the door, scratched his head and asked.
Qi Yiliao fastened the metal buckle of his belt and walked to the bathroom to wash up.
Qi Da wailed in his heart. Okay, Master Qi didn't say he wouldn't look for it, which meant he had to look for it. He frowned and went to explain the task to his brothers.
Everyone was miserable. In the past few years, it was Bai Shao who recited scriptures and read books to Master Qi, and everything had been fine. Master Qi suddenly needed someone, but they had no idea where to find one because the channel had long been gone.
Originally they wanted to find Jiang Yan, but unfortunately, he was performing out of town these days.
"There's no other way. Let's ask the boss," Qi San said. "Master Qi is ill. Even if the boss feels sorry for Bai Shao, he will definitely understand and won't blame Master Qi for finding someone else.
Qi Da believed his brother, so he called him and was scolded by Brother Zhen so much that his eardrums hurt.
"Find it for him! See how many minutes he can listen!" Zhang Zhen was in a bad mood after waking up, his peach blossom eyes were spitting fire, and he hung up after yelling.
Qi Da made eye contact with the others, and everyone quickly looked through the contacts on their phones and called them one by one.
The sun was a little brighter, and the owner of the West City Club personally sent a boy to Lan Mo Mansion. The boy was very pretty and had a good voice. He went in, went upstairs... and came out.
Qi Da paid people by the minute and settled the bill on the spot.
The boy didn't expect that money could be earned so easily. He could buy a set of branded clothes just by learning a few words of English. He refused to leave and wanted the job.
Even though he spoke sweetly, called them brother and uncle, and tried his best to act nice, he was still thrown out.
Qi Da received the message from Brother Zhen and replied: Less than three minutes.
Zhang Zhen from Langli called his third brother, and the first thing he said was: "Third brother, you haven't found anyone for a long time. I've been reading and reciting scriptures for you for nothing."
Qi Yiliao, who was sitting in the Buddhist temple, said: “…”
"If you want to listen to people reading, just put on your headphones, you can hear the sound of Bai Bai reciting scriptures." Zhang Zhen hung up after he said that. His brother made him breakfast and called him to get up.
Qi Yilao arranged the cushions neatly. He looked at the Buddha statues of all sizes and seemed to see his father pressing his mother down on the altar and beating her up. The altar was almost shaking and the incense burners and offerings all fell down.
He heard his mother's screams from behind a pillar, so he came out and startled his mother.
Hide well.
The mother mouthed it.
He was still young at that time, with slow reactions, and he lay there motionless. He was discovered by his father and beaten to a pulp.
Afterwards, his father told him, in front of his mother - all night long, in a condescending manner, that men from the Qi family should be like that.
A sense of cruelty crept up Qi Yilao's face. He took a few rough breaths and veins bulged on his forehead.
"Restraint, restraint, restraint
Qi Yiliao kicked the pillar with his foot. He closed his eyes full of murderous intent, tightened his tie around his neck, and recited the sutra with distorted features.
The cell phone rang, and Qi Yilao stopped reading. He leaned back, his neck was sore from being tied, turned it, and answered the call as if nothing had happened.
Early this morning, Lawyer Zhou called and wanted to ask about the boss changing his will. If it was to be changed, he would hurry up and get it done in the morning.
There was no sound from the other end of the phone, even the breathing seemed to have stopped. Lawyer Zhou called out: "Chairman
"Let's talk about it later." Qi Yiliao hung up the phone.
Qi Yilao temporarily forgot about the will. When Lawyer Zhou mentioned it, he was surprised to realize that he had no intention of changing it.
I don't want to change my will.
He wanted to meet the young man.
Even if it was uncomfortable and he couldn't calm down, he had to see her. He had to see her.
I can't wait for a few days, I have to see you today. No matter how busy you are, you have to make time.
He wanted to get in touch with his little boyfriend and see what the magic was.
Qi Yiliao glanced at the phone number he saved last night. He didn't dial it. He exited the interface and was about to turn off the phone, but stopped and stared at
Screensaver.
Under the night sky filled with fireworks, he lowered his head with a cigarette in his mouth, and the young man looked up while biting the cigarette, and two orange-red fireworks were kissing.
Too sticky.
He wanted to change the screen saver, but he was never satisfied with any of the options, so he kept this one.
Qi Yiliao put his phone into his pocket with a stern face. Four years later, he not only looked silly, but also acted innocently.
Before eight o'clock, Qi Yiliao got into the car, with a laptop on his lap and a pile of documents on the seat next to him. He had a pair of earphones in his ears.
Before the car started, a graceful figure blocked its way.
The driver didn't dare to honk the horn and looked carefully at the person in the back seat: "Chairman, the girl sent by the research institute is in the middle of the road.
Qi Yiliao didn't hear the driver's voice clearly, but he saw what was happening outside. He crossed his hands on his abdomen, his legs folded together under his trousers.
He stood up and looked at her indifferently and darkly.
The red halo sprinkled on the glass, and Qi Yiliao lowered the window.
The girl instinctively ran over, rubbing her white skirt with her two little hands, and staring straight into the car with a pair of eyes that were so beautiful that they could absorb a person's soul.
People want to seek the protection of the strong and want to be loved.
The wind blew the girl's long white hair into the car, and the curve was very seductive.
The headache was gone, the palpitations were gone, and the false instincts were entangled with his reason like crazy, asking him to eat
He was given an antidote tailor-made for him, and he would be saved after taking it.
Redemption,
Redemption.
Qi Yiliao's gaze passed over the girl and turned to the dazzling sunlight in the sky.
"Send him away," he said.
The car door
Qi Da hurriedly asked: "Where should we send it to
There was no sound from the back seat.
Qi Da wiped his face. It seemed that Master Qi had not made up his mind yet, so he would just wait for instructions.
Medical University, Jiaobai is jogging on the playground. He originally wanted to come to school tomorrow, but he couldn't sleep last night and he was too idle today, so he came here
The freshmen's military training will start tomorrow, and there are not many people on the playground now.
Jiaobai is full of expectations for the military training life in college. His dermatitis is not serious anymore, and the sunlight in September is not as strong as that in July and August.
A boy ran up from behind and waved his hand at Jiaobai, smiling, "Dude, you're so white.
The茭白 ignored it.
The boy became his tail. Every time he ran a few laps, the other person would follow him. His ruffian look reminded him of Liang Dong.
Jiaobai found a shady spot under a tree and sat down. He opened his sweat-soaked cell phone and saw the text message from Qi Da.
Qi Da: Mr. Bai, Master Qi wants to send Xiao Ling away, but the place has not been decided yet.
茭白 Haha, the place is not chosen well, and the effect brought by President Qi’s guidance has not been completely eradicated.
but,
Qi Yiliao only woke up yesterday afternoon, but he had the idea of sending people away this morning.
Dean Qi lied to him when he said, "Qi Yilao's newborn baby will take some time to grow." It's probably just a few days.
As long as he can hold on for a few days, Qi Yiliao will be able to stabilize.
The time limit is not unknown, but a fixed number that is already counting down.
Jiaobai wiped the sweat from his eyes. To Qi Yiliao, Xiaoling was a fake drug and a fake addiction. It was difficult for him to overcome the fake during this period.
The old pervert just forgot about me and tried to escape, otherwise I could help him think of a solution.
Otherwise, how can it be said that even though Dean Qi did not succeed, he still made such a big fuss
Jiaobai wanted to know what Qi Yiliao's reaction was when he said he wanted to send the person away, so he sent a message to ask Qi Da.
After a while, Qi Da wrote back: Uncle Qi delayed going to the company for half an hour, and we all gathered together during that half an hour and had a fight with him.
Jiaobai hit him directly: "Can his current body handle it
"No, so Master Qi lost." Qi Da lowered his voice. The master lost miserably. When they were hypnotized, the scene was also cut.
I dare not keep it.
Jiaobai stood up and said: "You won't let him
"Master Qi asked us to do our best, we dare not give in." Qi Da promised, "But we all avoided Master Qi's face, he is still handsome, don't worry, Bai Shao!"
Wild rice:
Don't worry, he's not just attracted by the old man's face.
Not long after Qi Da finished talking to Bai Shao, the other party asked him to pick up the car.
Qi Yiliao planned to work on it first and make time for it in the evening. However, he sat in the office for more than ten minutes without finishing reading any document. His efficiency was too low. He became so annoyed that he simply changed the order of his official and personal affairs.
The person was not in Langli, but at the Medical University, and the car drove directly there.
On the street near the front gate of Medical University, Jiao Bai was wandering around. Next to him was a boy I met on the playground. After chatting with him, I found out that he was his classmate and his mother was the most handsome boy in the clinical department. Freshly picked young grass.
The boy is from another place. He came to the school the day before yesterday and ran around everywhere. He acted as a tour guide for Jiaobai, showing his enthusiasm all the way. When he smiled, his eyes were curved, revealing a row of white teeth. When he didn't smile, he looked both cool and naughty.
Jiaobai is looking at a cat in front of a storefront.
"The blue cat in the corner is good." The boy came over and said, "I have this one at home, it's very well behaved.
The little white cat with golden eyes looked at Jiaobai without even moving its eyes.
The people in the car across the street had a limited view and didn't know what kind of cat he was looking at. They only saw him and a boy sitting very close to each other, shoulder to shoulder.
This is just a normal way for boys to get along with each other.
However, the scene was too youthful, full of vigor and vitality, and that smell drifted through the crowd and into the car.
Qi Da, who was sitting in the passenger seat, broke out in cold sweat. He should have said hello to Bai Shao, otherwise this life-threatening incident would not have happened.
Qi Da put his hands into his trouser pockets. He was about to take out his cell phone and secretly send a message when an inaudible sound came from the back seat.
“Go back to the company.
The car turned around at the intersection ahead and drove away.
Mr. Qi is jealous.
Assisting is like walking on a tightrope, it's difficult. Qi Da was sure that Qi Ye knew he was Bai Shao's man. Although he was in Cao Ying, he was thinking about Han. He didn't dare to tell Bai Shao about Qi Ye's jealousy. He was worried all day, and none of the things he imagined happened.
Until the evening, Master Qi did not refuse the social engagements, he went to "Di Ye"
Qi Da was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan outside. When he saw several young men and women entering the private room, he couldn't help it. Without being able to figure out what Qi Ye was thinking, he called Bai Shao.
When he answered the phone, Jiao Bai was in a class meeting and slipped out through the back door halfway through. After listening to what Qi Da said, he asked calmly, "Did you take Xiao Ling with you?"
Qi Da immediately said: "No!
Jiaobai said "Oh", "So he wants someone to serve him?"
"No, no." Qi Da stammered, "But, but,
Wild rice: "Speak."
Under pressure, Qi Dayi gritted his teeth and said, "There are people in the private room, all the people with outstanding conditions are here!"
There was no sound on the phone and Qi Da wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
"I'm going over now, don't tell him." Jiao Bai sneered, "Prepare a set of waiter's clothes for me, size 180.
Jiaobai stood outside the classroom door for a while, talking nonsense. What the hell is this old pervert playing? He's four years younger and his temper has become more and more unstable, right? He didn't rush downstairs, but returned the same way and left only after the class meeting.
Once there, Jiaobai met up with Qi Da, and he changed into a waiter's outfit and went into the private room, doing nothing else because Qi Yilao didn't do anything either.
Qi Yiliao sat on the sofa, not participating in the entertainment and indulgence, he was just there as the responsible person.
He hadn't shown up during this period, and there were more and more voices from the outside world, so even though his body hadn't recovered yet, he still accepted the invitation tonight.
Bureau.
Qi Yilao drank too much. After the party was over, most people had left, but he did not move. His tie was still tied under the collar of his shirt, not a hair messy.
His cheeks and the corners of his eyes were red from the alcohol. He crossed his legs, put his arms on the back of the sofa, tilted his head back, and his broad chest rose and fell with his breathing.
Up and down, eyes half open, ascetic yet sexy.
A brave young man came over but was kicked away by Jiaobai.
Jiaobai grabbed Qi Yiliao's tie and pulled him up: "Let's go.
Qi Yilao followed Jiaobai unconsciously, his tall body swaying slightly, his hot breath spraying beside his ears, with a strong smell of alcohol.
Seeing what was happening, Qi Da and Qi Er outside rushed over to lend a hand and helped Master Qi to the room on the first floor.
Jiaobai was standing at the door, looking inside with a strange expression. This was the starting point of his journey to the world of Broken Wings. After a few years, he came again, but his stance was very different.
Soon, there was only a drunkard and a tool left in the room, who was feeling sad about the passing of time and lamenting how fucking mysterious fate was.
Jiaobai closed the door and walked slowly to the bed: "Where did the injury on your nose come from
The drunkard looked up at him with unclear eyes.
"Tsk." Jiaobai bent down, hooked his tie with his fingers, untied it in a few seconds, and then unbuttoned his shirt, "Let me see how many wounds you still have."
His hand was held, and Jiaobai met a gaze that was now much clearer.
"It's you." Qi Yilao took off the gauze on his nose and put on a Band-Aid. He didn't look embarrassed but down-to-earth.
Jiaobai raised his eyebrows: "It's me.
Qi Yiliao looked confused: "Why are you here
Jiaobai came close to him and smiled with his little tiger teeth showing: "Why are you pretending? Didn't you notice me when I entered the private room?"
Qi Yiliao had unbuttoned most of his shirt, revealing his light brown chest and slender neck. His Adam's apple rolled: "You look average and don't have any special fragrance. How can you be so confident that I can notice you as soon as you enter the door?"
The wrist in his hand was suddenly pulled away, and the strange yet familiar touch was gone at the same time. Qi Yiliao rubbed his fingertips unconsciously: "Where are you going
"Go back and have a good sleep." Jiaobai turned around and left.
Qi Yiliao's eyebrows tightened. This was the second time he saw the young man's back after waking up. He didn't even turn his head back, just like in the front yard. He was not a clinging person. He was very decisive. He had the final say on whether to stay or go. He would not be influenced by anyone or anything. He was like a kite with a broken string, and no one could catch it.
His internal organs felt uncomfortable, and he said gloomily and coldly: "I am not your man, why don't you care about me?"
Water chestnut: fresh, the old guy’s mentality has become younger, not so vicissitudes of life and decayed.
Qi Yiliao's retching could be heard from the bed.
Jiaobai rolled his eyes, he stepped back and helped Qi Yiliao to the bathroom.
Qi Yiliao vomited into the toilet. It was true that he was drunk, but as for how drunk he was, he probably didn't even know.
After vomiting, Qi Yilao flushed the toilet and shook it to let the water flow.
Jiao Bai found that Qi Yilao had not locked the door, and was very surprised. He was stunned, and a guess exploded in his heart. He quickly calmed his thoughts and said tentatively, "The world is fake.
Qi Yiliao turned his head and looked at him as if he were a fool.
Jiaobai shook the small key on his phone: "Do you know what this is
"I drank too much, not that I became mentally retarded." Qi Yiliao zipped up his trousers and went to the sink to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth. He didn't know why he couldn't control himself.
The resident looked at the young man's small key through the mirror and said, "Is that a gift from me?" Is there anything in Lan Mo Mansion that requires that key
"This is a token of love. There are two of them. I bought them, one for each of us. They're not for opening anything, just as pendants." Jiaobai lied without blushing or beating his heart.
Qi Yiliao frowned and said nothing more.
Jiaobai turned his back, his expression changing constantly. He called up his account and looked at the bloody cat online.
After Qi Yiliao woke up yesterday, the cat's neck had grown longer, and the other end of the thin wire was not stuck in the first episode of "Broken Wings", but was floating in the air.
Jiaobai was puzzled. Qi Yilao was alive and the thin wire was not nailed into the comic book, which meant that he was also freed from the constraints of world consciousness. But why was the wire on the cat's neck still there and the cat's fur did not turn white? He also wondered whether the untying of the cat's neck was related to Qi Yilao's emotional line.
It turns out that the change of the thin iron wire does not mean that Qi Yilao is free.
But it hasn't been nailed on yet.
Qi Yilao, whose memory is now living in four years ago, has no independent consciousness, and the opportunity for his self-awakening has not arrived.
And that consciousness will not return as Qi Yiliao becomes stable.
Jiaobai looked at the bloody cat that winked at him and cursed in his heart. During the months when Qi Yiliao was in a coma, he was fighting against the world consciousness. Waking up was not a victory, but a sign that he was still in the struggle and on the verge of climax.
Qi Yiliao's personal time was four years ago, but the world was four years later.
The opportunity that made him awaken was gone, and there were even more obstacles created by Dean Qi, which made it even more difficult. If he could awaken again,
Waking up is the final victory.
The thin wire around the cat's neck will disappear.
The world consciousness designed to make Qi Yiliao return to the time before he awakened was to stop him.
Attack again, still not giving up.
Jiaobai couldn't help. There was no explanation about Qi Yilao's awakening in the comics, and he had no idea what was happening.
I could only watch Qi Yiliao wake up on his own.
He must remain vigilant at all times, keep his radar on to avoid melodrama, and never become a pawn of world consciousness and destroy Qi Yilao's second awakening.
Damn it.
Jiao Bai recalled Qi Yiliao's outline setting. He was the first male second who liked innocent, kind, soft, fragile and crying children.
Looking for the boy of his dreams, the protagonist is a victim.
The lock is not aimed at family genetic diseases, but at bloody plots.
No wonder Qi Yiliao said that it was just a mere desire, why should he lock it.
Now that Qi Yiliao has not regained his self-awareness and has lost four years of memory, and now has a new object, he will definitely doubt his own aesthetic taste.
After all, I don't fit the profile of his ideal partner in any way.
Well, it still barely fits. Jiaobai turned on the front camera of his phone and looked at it. With his puppy eyes, he looked quite
Harmless.
Jiao Bai smacked his lips as he listened to the sound of washing behind him. Qi Yiliao should have filled in his memory through surveillance. It is better to see it with your own eyes than to hear it from others.
If he sees it, he will probably doubt his life.
Jiao Bai only knew that Qi Yiliao's attitude towards him had changed in the surveillance video, their exchanges, their tacit understanding, and their daily life. He didn't know that Qi Yiliao
I kissed him many times.
Qi Yiliao, who had lost his memory, saw a lot of it, and was so embarrassed that he even turned off the lights.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and a voice said, "Let's talk.
Jiaobai turned off the camera. What are we talking about? Where love begins? Why do I like you? This is the wrong person to ask.
I can't figure out the exact dividing line.
There were footsteps coming from the pool behind him, and a faint breath brushed over him from above. The back of his neck felt itchy, and he went into the room.
Walk, the footsteps follow him.
The two did not communicate during this period.
Qi Yiliao asked Qi Da to bring in some painkillers because he had to take them or he would not be able to hold on.
My heart aches before we even start talking.
Jiao Bai watched Qi Yilao take medicine, and he thought to himself, if you can resist the plot outline of "Qi Yilao" in the comics again, remember us
If you can still like me despite everything in between, then you can win this battle, find yourself, and take control of your life again.
"Jiaobai," Qi Yiliao sat on a chair by the window. He closed the medicine bottle and a name popped out from between his lips. The ending sounded like a lover's.
Jiaobai put his hands in his pockets and raised his chin lazily.
Qi Yiliao's laughter was full of sarcasm: "Why are you standing so far away? Come here.
Jiaobai hummed softly, but the second half of the sentence is often said.
"Are you sober?" Jiaobai walked over and looked at the wet Band-Aid on his nose.
Qi Yilao answered the question irrelevantly: "Whether it is the people around me or my own observation, they all show that you and I love each other and have a good relationship. How come it is so
You didn't do anything to me for a long time?"
"What do you want me to do?" Jiao Bai said coldly, "You don't even remember it, and you don't have any resistance in your heart? I will make you look down on me.
Push it away? That’s interesting?”
Qi Yiliao sneered, "You have a sharp tongue.
Jiao Bai was stunned. He stretched out one hand to the edge of the table, bent down and lowered his head: "Say it again."
The young man's eyes were simple and gentle, with distinct black and white. His pupils reflected the light in the room, and Qi Yiliao in the light.
"Plop one"
Qi Yiliao heard his restless heartbeat, and the palpitations reappeared. He pursed his lips to endure the discomfort.
It may not just be a lie that the young people are "possessed", there must be other reasons.
The heart in Qi Yiliao's chest was beating too fast. He frowned, his temples gradually became damp and turned gray.
Jiao Bai was about to retreat, but a leg stretched out and hooked his ankle. He didn't notice and fell forward, his hands waving wildly to grab Qi Yi
Sloppy shoulders.
Their foreheads touched, their breaths blending.
Lying between them was the Buddha amulet that fell out of Jiaobai's collar.
The damp scent of agarwood spread, seeping into the dust under the light, starting a flame, and something in the air was burning.
The Buddha amulet was swaying in front of Qi Yilao.
Qi Yiliao raised his arm, pinched it with two fingers, and rubbed it carefully.
"You want me to take it off and give it back to you?" Jiaobai wanted to stand up, but the force on the amulet suddenly increased, and he was forced forward again.
This time they didn't hit each other exactly, but collided with each other, making a "bang" sound.
Jiaobai was about to take the amulet, but a force stopped him and he lowered his eyes to look over.
Qi Yiliao's thumb and ten fingers stroked up along the string, inch by inch, his fingertips touching the back of Jiaobai's neck, his little finger resting against his white lock.
The world seemed to stand still at this moment.
Jiaobai's tailbone felt numb and itchy, and he was about to pull away Qi Yilao's hand and move back, but he was grabbed by the waist and pulled closer.
Qi Yiliao leaned back in his chair, stroking the young man's waistline from time to time, and the blood vessels on the back of his hand bulged out.