Part of the tombstones in the cemetery were hidden in darkness, while part were illuminated by firelight, as if divided into the yin and yang worlds.
In the middle of that line, Jiaobai was held in Qi Yiliao's arms. In the dimple of his collarbone were the blood that flowed from his neck and Qi Yiliao's tears.
The two liquids merged into one, they entwined and buried themselves in the collar of Jiaobai, and were then kissed away by the soft lips and tongue.
The barrier card burned and curled up, turning into ashes, and turned into countless light points, gradually dissipating.
Jiao Bai's eyes were blurry, and his hands around Qi Yilao's shoulders slid down and he fainted on the spot.
What happened that night was that all the surveillance cameras in Lan Mo Mansion were shut down, a fire broke out in the cemetery, and a coffin was burned.
Except for Zhang Zhen who fell asleep after taking the medicine, all the bodyguards of Lan Mo Mansion were ordered to go out to several towns in West City.
Before they set off, they learned from Master Qi that Bai Shao was not dead.
The person in the coffin in the backyard was not him, it was a fake.
Chen Wang, a student at the Medical University, revealed that he had met Bai Shao in the countryside during the summer vacation.
Compared with a rotten corpse and a cold tombstone, the play of the cat replacing the prince was heartwarming. The bodyguards got into the car with red faces. They were summoned back a day later and met Bai Shao who was found by Master Qi himself.
Sitting between Master Qi and Brother Zhen is the living, real Bai Shao, who shows his little fangs when he smiles.
The harsh winter in Lanmo Mansion is over.
Although people in the circle know that Mr. Qi is a widower, his hair has turned a lot whiter, and he has exposed himself on talk shows and done various things that are inconsistent with his previous style, he has been sending people to find out something this year, which clearly shows that there are other secrets.
So when they received the happy news from the Qi family, their first reaction was that the young man was not dead after all.
For outsiders who know nothing, they just watch whatever the Qi family wants them to see and enjoy the fun.
As for Zhang Zhen, who had handled his brother's body personally, he found it easier to accept than he thought.
There are two reasons for that phenomenon. First, the longer term medication he took made his emotions more agitated and his brain more dull. Second, when his brother just died, his third brother said that the person was not dead and he always insisted on searching and never gave up. This planted a factor in his worldview and prevented him from being too confused.
His brother is really alive and has returned. It is not an illusion. That is enough.
The medical team that had examined the body, all elite members of which were paid by Qi, immediately launched an internal self-examination when they learned that the person who died last year was alive.
The team wanted to find out who the traitor was and which faction had bribed them to falsify the autopsy report, but they found nothing and could only wait for the Qi family to punish them. They waited day after day and gradually put their worries behind them. After all, they were very busy and didn't have much time to worry.
At the end of September, a junior clinical student named "Chen Wang" died. His body was found by the river. The cause of death was sudden cardiac death.
A week later, Jiaobai, a freshman from the same department, returned to school. What awaited him was a college life filled with exams.
In general, Jiaobai finally ended all his mission-related life and started his own life.
"Jiaobai! Throw it!"
On the basketball court, the basketball teams from the clinical and nursing departments are playing a game.
Jiaobai simply dribbled the ball, then he stood still, raised his head, squinted his sweaty eyes, squatted, jumped, held the ball with both hands, put his right hand against the ball, and shot it upwards.
Under everyone's gaze, the ball flew through the air and towards the basket in a beautiful arc.
"Bang"
The basketball hit the edge of the basket and bounced far away.
It didn't go in.
Jiaobai failed to show off. During the halftime break, he sat on a bench and gasped for breath. His neck and face were sweaty and swollen. His thin but not fragile back kept rising and falling with the frequency of his breathing. Under his jersey was a young and energetic body.
The classmate next to him was making heart shapes with his hands to his girlfriend in the audience, and dog food was flying everywhere.
Jiaobai pressed the thin layer of muscle on his legs with his hands, his eyes looking at the basketball court full of youthful atmosphere, but his thoughts drifted away.
The night before yesterday, Qi Yilao gave him a bath. He stroked Qi Yilao's short black hair and suddenly, he tentatively told him his secret, everything.
If there is one person in this world who can listen to him, it can only be Qi Yilao, who has awakened himself and struggled with the world consciousness. No one else, including Zhang Zhen, can listen to him. Not only can he not explain it, but it will also lead to unimaginable after-sales.
The secret is an invisible mountain, weighing on his soul all the time, and he needs Qi Yiliao to help him share half of it.
What about Qi Yilao
The old pervert cleaned him up as if nothing had happened and checked him for any injuries. After making sure that he was not injured,
The water nailed him to the glass door.
Damn it, he couldn’t even lose his temper, couldn’t complain, he could only have his hands tied behind his back and have his neck bitten as he walked around the bathroom, because for an old man who has suffered so much at such an age, being capable is a blessing, damn, a huge blessing!
Jiaobai wiped the sweat off his face and hid his angry expression in his hot palms.
There was a loud commotion in the audience. Jiaobai turned his head and saw several senior students from the clinical department. They were all handsome guys, two of whom were Chen Wang's roommates.
When Jiaobai was still "Chen Wang", the two were fighting, but now it seems, as if, they are fighting together.
——There are infinite possibilities as long as you are alive. There are infinite possibilities as long as you are alive.
Jiaobai grabbed his jersey and wiped his neck with it. He stood up and stretched his sore hands and feet. Last year, he "came back to life" with Chen Wang's barrier card. He didn't see Chen Wang's body and thought that the assistant had dealt with it in some way. Unexpectedly, the assistant still kept it and it came in handy.
"Little assistant?"
"Son, are you there?"
"Tsk, this time we are completely disconnected, right? I don't have any restrictions anymore, right?"
"Yes, the mission is completed, and the death escape is over. Next,"
Jiaobai smiled in his heart, "I want to move forward on my own."
"By the way, remember to redeem your company's Chrysanthemum Spirit!"
There is a warehouse on the first floor of Qi’s company which is used to store packages for employees. A middle-aged man and a young man are in charge of the handover.
At five or six o'clock every day, the couriers from the logistics company would deliver parcels of all sizes and register the order numbers one by one in a notebook. When the corresponding employees came to pick up the parcels, they would write their names on the back.
Everything was normal on this day, nothing was different.
The middle-aged man put the packages on the ground on the shelves one by one, paper bags together, small and medium-sized cardboard boxes in one area, and large items against the wall.
He lifted a medium-sized cardboard box and stuffed it into the second shelf, clapped his hands and moved other packages.
The next second, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and stared at the medium-sized cardboard box. Something flashed through his mind, his eyelids twitched, and he quickly walked over to take out the cardboard.
Normally when he puts a package away, he would habitually take a look at the recipient. He really didn't see it wrong just now. The words written on the carton were...
"Uncle, you keep an eye on it here. I'm going to the toilet." The young man turned the pages of his filled notebook and waited with his pen in hand for the next courier to come. He took out his cell phone and opened a game, wanting to play a few games in the toilet to change his mind.
The middle-aged man's hands were shaking as he held the cardboard box. "Wait, don't go yet, Xiao Liu, come here quickly!"
"What's wrong, uncle? Your cardboard box contains dangerous things..." The young man saw something and stopped talking. He was so scared that he even held back his urine.
The recipient of the carton is Qi Yiliao
The three words were printed very neatly, with every stroke correct and not a single word wrong. The middle-aged man and the young man were both dumbfounded.
"Chairman online shopping?"
"Is it possible?"
"So it's the same name."
"Is there anyone in the group with the same name as the chairman?"
"… "
The two looked at each other and hurried to the front desk with the cardboard boxes.
Jiaobai came to Qi's after school. As soon as he entered the building, the five girls at the front desk looked at him in unison, more enthusiastic than any previous time.
The young man is not arrogant. As long as he is not worried, he will smile when he comes, with his eyes curved and his fangs sharp and bright. He looks wild and cute. Now he comes in with a smile on his face and is in a good mood.
One of the receptionists said, "Mr. Bai, the package has been taken up by Secretary Qi."
Jiaobai blinked: "What package?"
The girl smiled reservedly: "You bought this for the chairman."
Jiao Bai was confused. He hadn't bought anything online recently, let alone for Qi Yilao...
Damn, could it be that? It's here so soon
This is not the problem. The problem is, the assistant said to send it to his residence by express delivery
Several receptionists watched the young man run towards the chairman's private elevator. They exchanged glances and smiled secretly.
The chairman has found his sweetheart and is back alive. He is now in much better condition than he was a month ago, and the lines on his cheeks that had lost weight have returned to normal.
This Christmas, the group will also have team building and a trip to Europe.
No one had much to say, they just hoped that the chairman would look full and satisfied every day when he came to work and not be hungry.
Jiaobai rushed out of the elevator at the speed of a basketball shot and rushed into Qi Yiliao's office. He glanced at the cardboard box on the ground next to the coffee table, walked over quickly, squatted down and took a look.
Recipient: Xicheng Qi Group, Qi Yilao.
There was no message on the sender's side, just a big flower.
chrysanthemum.
"… Fuck." Jiao Bai sat down with his buttocks. He took off the backpack from his shoulder, held the cardboard box with both hands and shook it. It was quite heavy. "Shucks, why are you sending it to Qi Yiliao? Send it to me, really,"
Jiaobai had just opened the carton and hadn't had time to learn more when footsteps were heard from behind, along with a slightly hoarse voice, "What did you buy for me?"
"No, I don't have it." Jiaobai quickly closed the carton. "I bought it myself. When I wrote the address, you were in my mind, so I wrote yours."
After saying this, he wanted to give himself a thumbs up, just to see his ability to adapt to circumstances and to listen to his disgusting remarks.
Qi Yiliao sat on the sofa in front of the coffee table. Under his straight trouser legs were Cheng Liang's leather shoes. "Really?"
Jiaobai was still sitting, with the cardboard box between his legs and his hands on it, unable to hide his guilty conscience: "Why would I lie to you?"
Qi Yiliao leaned forward, Jiaobai climbed up and lay on the coffee table, leaning over to loosen his tightly tied tie, "Don't worry about the courier, tomorrow is Saturday, let's go out and play."
"Hiking?" Qi Yilao scratched the young man's chin lightly, like teasing a cat.
The corner of Jiaobai's mouth twitched. This enchanting middle-aged style left him speechless.
A pleasant and light smoky aroma wafted over, and Jiaobai was bitten on his lower lip when he raised his head. He tilted his neck back and kissed Qi Yiliao.
Then,
The cardboard box between his legs was taken away.
With red lips and wet eyes, Jiaobai’s hand was already on the waist of his sweatpants: “…”
It seems like I can forget about this day.
Jiaobai jumped up and pounced on Qi Yilao. Not only did he fail to get the cardboard box back, but he was also grabbed by the waist and forced to kneel on his leather shoes, with his head knocking on his palm.
The already opened cardboard box opened wide.
Qi Yilao looked inside and saw ointments all neatly arranged. He picked out a bottle and looked at it. The bottle of ointment was quite uniquely designed and was covered with colorful little chrysanthemums.
"Chrysanthemum..."
"You don't have to read it out loud, just understand it." Jiaobai quickly stopped Qi Yilao from saying anything else, "Now that you've seen it, I won't hide it from you. I bought this for myself." Although you always take good care of me, this can't change the fact that you're an ass.
Qi Yiliao picked up Jiaobai and placed it on his lap. He opened the ointment and smelled a scent: "Is there such an ointment on the market?"
"It's not from this world." Jiaobai stopped there.
Qi Yiliao was silent.
Jiaobai thought Qi Yilao would have wild thoughts and was afraid that he would still be in contact with the little assistant and get involved in another scandal one day. Just as he was about to comfort him, he heard a laugh.
"Isn't it from this world?"
Qi Yiliao squeezed out a dollop of ointment and rubbed the waist of the person on his lap with his thumb. "Turn around and sit. Let's try the effect."
Wild rice: “…”
"Aren't you tired after a day's work?" Jiaobai could hear the gravel in his voice.
"I'm tired." Qi Yiliao sighed into his neck and kissed him slowly, "So you just listen and let uncle put it in."
Jiao Bai and Qi Yiliao agreed to finish before eight o'clock, but in the end, it was past ten when they left, or ten forty-six to be exact! It was Qi Da who was driving, not Zhang Zhen, because he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back and would go up and punch the third brother.
Jiaobai sat in the back seat and drank honey water. Not only could he sit, he got on the bus by himself, and his legs and waist didn't hurt. The product recommended by the assistant is indeed a special product, and the medicinal effect is absolutely amazing.
Just a little bit of it can turn it into a pot of water, which heats up automatically. Qi Yiliao will have a hot spring to soak in from now on.
As for the side effects of the ointment, I haven't noticed any so far. Logically speaking, such a good thing must have disadvantages.
I guess there were side effects at the beginning, such as dependence and itching. Many people used it and there were many complaints. After several rounds of adjustments, it was perfected.
Those who plant trees will enjoy the shade.
Jiaobai finished drinking the honey water and turned to look out the window. This was not the way back to Lan Mo Mansion. He threw the empty bottle into the trash can and patted Qi Yiliao who was reading a document beside him: "Where are we going?"
"Take you out to play." Qi Yiliao handled official business.
"How old are you? You've been busy for hours, and now you don't want to rest. Why are you working so hard? We can stay at home on weekends. We don't have to go out to play." Jiaobai took the documents from his hand and said with a stern face, "Don't read it. Take a rest."
"Uncle is only thirty-six." Qi Yilao was helpless.
Jiaobai squinted his eyes: "When you were thirty-three, I said you were only thirty-three, but you said you were old."
"It's a different time now." Qi Yiliao rubbed his swollen forehead, a smile appeared between his handsome eyebrows, "Uncle needs to take care of his health and stay with you longer."
Jiaobai was about to speak, but Qi Yilao said, "Xiaobai, please recite a few verses of scripture. I haven't heard you recite for a long time."
"I just read it casually." Jiaobai flipped through his memory.
Qi Yiliao pinched his earlobe: "Hmm."
The sound of chanting could be heard from the back seat of the car.
Qi Yiliao took off his dark gray suit jacket and unbuttoned his black shirt. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
After a few moments, Qi Yiliao touched the arm of the person next to him, moved all the way down, held his hand, pinched his flexible joints, and picked up a knuckle to rub it carefully.
The chanting stopped.
The茭白 curled up as the ring finger was stroking it.
At that moment, Qi Yilao held his hand and left a circle of teeth marks on his ring finger.
Jiaobai secretly exhaled. Just now he thought...
The tip of my ring finger suddenly felt cold, and something hard was put on it and slowly pushed in.
It overlapped with the tooth mark.
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