Late in the evening, Zhang Zhen couldn't sleep so he went out on patrol. When he reached the fifth floor, as soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw his third brother sitting on the sofa in the corridor smoking.
Zhang Zhen’s first reaction was that the couple had a quarrel.
It shouldn't be a big deal, it will be fine tomorrow or early. It used to be like this.
Qi Yiliao leaned back on the sofa, his long legs resting on the low table, his shirt collar unbuttoned, revealing a small area of his healthy chest.
She raised her head, her protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, her eyes were closed, and a cigarette with smoke curling between her lips. The old aristocratic demeanor in her posture was stripped away, revealing a rare casual sexiness.
Zhang Zhen first glanced at the closed bedroom not far away, and then said, "Third brother, why are you here so late?"
"You ask even though you know the answer." Qi Yilao had a gloomy look on his face.
Zhang Zhen: "..." He saw the teeth marks on his third brother's Adam's apple and the kiss marks on his collarbone. He immediately looked up at the ceiling in embarrassment. He shouldn't have come to the fifth floor.
"Well, Third Brother, you have to go to work tomorrow and Baibai has to go to school. If you have any unhappiness, I will pick up Baibai from school and bring him to the company tomorrow at noon, so that you can have a good time." Zhang Zhen stopped trying to reconcile, and he saw the ruler on the other side of Third Brother's leg. It was still broken, broken into two pieces.
How many mistakes did Baibai make when he was reciting the sutras? When the third brother punished him, he even broke the ruler.
Zhang Zhen's brain was filled with blood, and his fists were stiff. Just when he couldn't help but want to flap his old father's big wings,
Suspicion, disbelief, surprise, subtlety, and the desire to disappear all took turns to appear in an instant. It was a wonderful scene.
This floor was just like the ones below it, not a single corner was dark, and the lights were bright everywhere.
Zhang Zhen has very good eyesight, so he found some mucus on the broken ruler.
It emits a faint glow under the light.
Zhang Zhen covered his forehead with his hands and glanced at the third brother through his fingers. Was this too much fun
Maybe he was overthinking it. Third brother wouldn't do anything weird.
Zhang Zhen was thinking this one second ago, and the next second, the bedroom door opened from the inside, and Jiaobai, wrapped in a blanket, poked his head out.
Qi Yiliao was still sitting on the sofa. He didn't get up. The cigarette on his lips had accumulated some ash. His eyes met the rice stem at the bedroom entrance through the smoke.
Jiaobai didn't come over. He finished watching the PPT in bed before coming out. He couldn't calm down until he finished watching it.
A few hours ago, Jiaobai touched the old pervert, and then the safe was opened! He hurried to stop him, kissing and rubbing him, trying to divert the old pervert's attention, but ended up being pressed on the safe and bitten on the back of his neck.
At least the treasure of the house in the safe has not been used.
But, the ruler has been put in place, haha.
It’s not the flat one like before, but has a round head, is not too long, and is very flexible to use.
The legs under the wild rice blanket trembled, contracted subconsciously, and faintly and silently "gurgled". He glared at the old pervert who was driven out by him.
The green smoke dissipated and then came back again, Qi Yiliao looked at him expressionlessly.
The heating in Lan Mo's house was not turned on too high or too low. Jiao Bai was only wearing a pair of underwear. He was wrapped in a blanket, not to keep warm, but to cover up the traces of Qi Yi's "restraint" that had eaten him from head to toe.
Seeing Qi Yilao still in that dead look, Jiao Bai sneered and looked at the dumbfounded Zhang Zhen: "Why are you running to the fifth floor instead of sleeping
Zhang Zhen was about to roll up his sleeves to seek justice for the child, but he found that the child seemed to have the upper hand, so he said in a daze: "Patrol."
"Go to bed." said Jiaobai.
"Oh, good night." Zhang Zhen took the elevator down in a daze.
The fifth floor was silent. A strange atmosphere spread from the bedroom door and flowed to the sofa in the corridor.
The wild rice plant pretended to sneeze.
The cigarette between Qi Yilao's teeth trembled slightly, and the pinch of ash fell down and landed on the shirt in front of him. The lines of his lips were slightly tense, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
Jiaobai sneezed again, acting with his life, even his hair was working hard. Qi Yilao couldn't help but laughed out loud.
"Bang"
The bedroom door was slammed shut.
Qi Yiliao's forehead twitched: "What a little ancestor.
He smoked slowly, and the voice of a young man faintly rang in his ears: "My world is yours, isn't it?"
The nicotine in his mouth instantly lost its taste and interest. Qi Yiliao put down his legs from the low table, smoked a small amount of cigarette, put it into the ashtray, stood up, picked up two pieces of broken ruler, walked to the bedroom door, and knocked twice.
"Xiaobai, open the door and let me in."
In the bedroom, Jiaobai was sitting cross-legged against the wall of the living room, with a huge mural of "God of Love" behind him. When he heard the sound outside the door, his face turned black. Why was he pretending? He didn't lock the door.
Even if he locks the door, he can still get in by verifying his fingerprint with the highest authority.
"Baby." A voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Jiaobai was shaking violently. When he came to his senses, he had already opened the door and was standing in front of Qi Yiliao, with a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.
"What did you call me just now? Did I hear it right?" Jiaobai's facial features wrinkled. It was so scary that he actually heard these two words in his lifetime. "Old Qi, don't call me that again in the future. Really, look at the goose bumps on my arms.
Qi Yiliao flicked the arm that was stretched under his eyelids, scratched it with his fingertips, and hugged the young man through the blanket: "Don't like it
The wild rice has a dead fish face.
"Isn't that what it's called in the comic books you read?" Qi Yiliao made a puzzled and distressed expression. "When you were reading it, you tucked the corner of the quilt between your legs and smiled like a cat rolling in the sun. I thought you liked it.
Jiaobai covered his face. He hadn't read comics for several years. He was under a lot of pressure from exams recently, so he wanted to take a break from his busy schedule to relax his brain.
Affected by the mission, Jiaobai's taste has changed. He has a physiological aversion to cheap and scumbag things and only wants to try fresh and simple HE.
Qi Yilao was referring to a popular gay comic that he had just found last night. The author said it was sweeter than first love, and he was curious about how sweet it was so he ordered all the copies without even reading a few chapters.
The 1 in the cartoon is called 0 baby.
"Baby, what are you doing?" "Baby, do you miss me?" "Baby..."
The baby is tall and short, as if every shot in the episode is a baby.
However, when I read the comics, I found it to be okay and not too boring.
But there are some plots that may be so cute in comics, but they are really terrible in reality.
Jiaobai looked at Qi Yiliao with an indescribable look.
"Okay, I won't scream anymore." Qi Yiliao stripped the blanket off him and picked him up.
The broken ruler that Qi Yiliao still held in his hand touched the wild rice stem. The coolness made him take a breath: "Throw away the ruler."
Qi Yiliao casually threw the two pieces of the ruler into the trash can, and walked towards the room holding Jiaobai: "Uncle was wrong in this matter. I shouldn't have teased you."
Jiaobai lay on Qi Yilao's shoulder, glancing towards the trash can. As soon as the ruler entered his mouth, a yellow streak of blood spurted out of his mouth. The scene was so indescribable that I will never forget it.
So he got angry and pulled out a ruler and threw it out on the spot.
Who knew it would break without even being thrown away.
Jiaobai was put on the bed. He lowered his eyes and watched Qi Yiliao put his feet in his palms and gently stroked the soles of his feet.
"Forgive uncle?" Qi Yiliao stroked the tattoo on his ankle, "Hmm?"
Jiaobai was silent for a moment, licked his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and said quietly: "Teacher Qi, if you want to play role-playing games, it's not impossible, but you have to wait until my winter vacation.
Qi Yiliao's eyes moved away from the young man's instep and ankle, which were covered with teeth marks, and slowly moved upwards. He moved closer and chuckled: "You want to tease your uncle?"
His tone was nonchalant, but his eyes were red with passion.
Like a beast in the arena, it cautiously lifted up its prey, with a bloody and sharp blade behind it.
Jiaobai felt regretful for a second, but he didn't lose the battle. He kicked Qi Yiliao away and covered himself with the quilt: "Who wants to play with you? Go to sleep!
Qi Yiliao sat on the bed, lowered his eyes to look at his kicked abdomen, and said vaguely: "You are going to ride on my head."
The person in the quilt yelled: "Are you going to sleep or not
"Sleep." Qi Yiliao turned off the light, took out Jiaobai and held him in his arms, bent down and kissed his earlobe, "I'll take you to school tomorrow." It's so late, I don't even know if I can get up tomorrow." Jiaobai muttered unhappily, put his legs on Qi Yiliao, and his breathing soon became long.
Qi Yilao was full and not sleepy. He wrote on the thin back of the person in his arms, writing "restraint". Every stroke of the pen was drawn along the red marks he left.
Qi Yiliao's fingertips touched the young man's shoulder blades that rose and fell with his breathing, rubbed them a few times, hugged him tighter, sighed and smiled. She could ride on his head, and eat a few juicy peaches.
On the day of the charity dinner, Jiao Bai finished his last exam of the semester and was picked up by Zhang Zhen as soon as he left school. What greeted him was the plot of a prime-time idol drama.
After a wash, cut and blow-dry, go shopping, walk out of the dressing room and amaze everyone.
Jiaobai has been through a lot to get to where he is today. It was the first time he wore formal clothes and had his hair waxed. He sat in the car to the dinner and felt uncomfortable the whole time.
I'm either worried about my trousers getting wrinkled or my leather shoes getting dusty, or I'm afraid my expensive cufflinks will get scratched.
This first experience of Jiaobai made him realize one thing: he was not suitable for tailor-made suits, but casual clothes.
"Baibai, how did you do in the exam?" Zhang Zhen asked while driving.
"I won't get a very high GPA, but I won't fail the course either." Jiaobai flipped through the class's WeChat group and saw a lot of red envelopes. He clicked quickly and sent a few after the whole conversation was over.
Zhang Zhen looked at the road conditions and said, "That's good. We don't need a scholarship."
Jiaobai said lightly: "Need it.
"ah?"
"I will try to get a scholarship next year and beyond." Jiao Bai said, "The house I bought before has been collecting rent, and the income is pretty good. I plan to save money and buy another one to be financially independent.
Zhang Zhen couldn't keep up with his brother's pace: "Aren't all the Qi family's properties yours
"That doesn't count." Jiaobai sent a message to Qi Yilao.
Zhang Zhen said jokingly: "If it doesn't count, then it doesn't count. I have savings and I will invest them in you.
"Goodbye, save your money for marrying a wife." While Jiaobai was waiting for Qi Yiliao to reply, he received a message from Shen Er'an. He was stunned for a moment and replied with one word: Here.
Zhang Zhen was not interested in this topic. He slowed down and stopped at the intersection: "I'll give it to you. You can use it for investment.
Jiao Bai heard Zhang Zhen's serious tone, looked up in astonishment, and looked into his eyes through the rearview mirror: "Are you serious?"
Zhang Zhen nodded.
"Okay, I'll discuss this with my third brother later." Jiao Bai said to himself, "The Qi family is the leader in real estate, so I'll get involved. How about I go into the medical field
Zhang Zhenxin said, Third Brother only has time to listen to your small project, and also has time to help you analyze the prospects and develop plans.
When it comes to being a parent, Zhang Zhen is still far behind his third brother.
Zhang Zhen would want to clear all the stones on the road ahead of his younger brother, but the third brother is different.
The third brother would only selectively move away a part, leaving some for his younger brothers to gain experience.
Charity dinner is a high-end event, providing a stage for most wealthy businessmen to show their love and gain vanity. Of course, a few of them are truly for charity and do not add impurities.
Jiaobai never thought that one day he would personally participate in such activities. His outfit met the standard of showing off, and he looked quite cool when he and Qi Yiliao entered the venue together.
Qi Yiliao whispered in Jiaobai's ear: "Don't be nervous, just follow me."
Jiaobai responded, his eyes darting around silently. The last time he experienced such a big scene was on Changmin Island, where some of the people were old acquaintances. When they met his eyes, they all gave him friendly smiles.
They are all experienced people who know what kind of leather to wear in public.
"Mr. Jin, this is my love."
When Jiaobai heard Qi Yilao's voice, he immediately came back to his senses, looked at the old man in front of him, and greeted him while Qi Yilao was introducing him.
The old man looked at the茭白 from top to bottom and said repeatedly: "Good, good, young and promising, with a bright future.
There is nothing much to say about wild rice, just keep smiling.
Qi Yilao was chatting with Old Jin. He did not hold Jiaobai's hand, nor did he let Jiaobai hold his arm. The two stood side by side, occasionally one lowered his head and the other raised his head. They did not speak, but just kissed each other with their eyes.
Soon, the chairman of Shen's arrived.
Amid the chatter around them, there were glances of people looking at them. They knew there was nothing to watch, but they still couldn't help but sigh a few times.
The head of the Qi family is an old friend of the former president Shen, and his spouse is his ex-wife, the former stepmother of the current president Shen.
Despite such a complicated relationship, the Shen and Qi families never had any conflict.
The main reason lies with the young man who did not belong to this circle. It was he who calmed the battlefield.
Today, Shen Er'an exudes an eye-catching edge in his every move. He has completely grown into the protagonist in "Broken Wings", from his aura to his appearance, except for his scumbag nature.
As soon as Shen Er'an came in, he was always surrounded by people. As one group of people left, another group came over. He communicated with them, and his young and handsome face was covered with a layer of ice that could not be melted.
Even colder than when Shen Ji was in office. Not like a living person walking in the world.
In the past, the process of charity banquets was that the guests would hand over an item to the organizer, and the price after the on-site auction would be the other party's donation amount.
This time there was no such process and the dinner was delayed in starting.
Jiao Bai noticed Shen Er'an's gaze, he looked over, and was patted twice on the lower back by a big hand, accompanied by a whisper: "Go.
"I'll be back in a moment." Jiaobai lowered his voice and left.
Qi Yiliao put one hand in his pocket, holding the wine glass in the other hand, and raised the glass to Shen Er'an with a smile on his face.
Without waiting for Shen Er'an to respond, Qi Yiliao raised his head and took a sip of wine.
"Xiao Qi, you are too indulgent to your child." Old Jin said, "I have heard a lot about his relationship with the Shen family. In just a few days, there were so many eyes watching, and he came as your partner, and you dared to let him go alone.
Qi Yiliao said nonchalantly: "It's okay.
Mr. Jin still disagreed with his attitude and reminded him: "You still need to manage it appropriately.
Qi Yi smiled but said nothing.
Jiaobai didn't go to the garden with Shen Eran, but talked beside the pillar in the hall.
"Didn't you say you would bring a female companion? Why did you come alone?" Jiaobai spoke first.
"I've been fooled." Shen Er'an looked at Jiaobai, and the cold aura around him faded a lot. A bit of youthful look vaguely seeped out from the dark and mixed wall of the merchant, which was only revealed when facing him.
"Is there anyone playing tricks on you?" Jiaobai looked surprised.
Shen Eryan seemed reluctant to continue this matter. He did not answer but asked: "Have you finished the exam
"It's over." Jiaobai scratched his head, his hands covered with wax, and he cursed in disgust.
Shen Er'an was in a trance for a moment, as if he was back in high school, back to the rental house, Jiao Bai moved in to be his roommate, broke three of his bones for him, screamed in pain, and asked him for revenge before passing out.
Jiaobai noticed that Shen Er'an was distracted, and he was also a little absent-minded. He had watched the other party's interview last month, and his plans for the next five years and his career blueprint were very clear.
The Cen family has been defeated, but Cen Jingmo is still wandering abroad. Shen Er'an is determined to wipe out the entire family.
Jiao Bai didn't care about Cen Jingmo's fate, he only knew that Liang Dong was about to be released from the drug rehabilitation center. The lives of these people were all developing towards the third round of "Broken Wings", and even he, a fan of the comics, couldn't see through it.
"Didn't Tan Jun come with you?" Jiaobai asked casually.
Shen Eran said: "He went back to the Clam Mountain.
The茭白 smacked its lips, apparently going back to pay tribute to its beloved.
Razor Mountain is in the north city. He has been to that city many times but has never climbed the mountain.
There was a rush of activity in the hall, and the dinner was finally about to begin.
Qi Yilao walked towards Jiaobai, stood in the crowd and waved to him, looking extremely elegant with a smile in the corners of his eyes.
"Let's talk later." Jiaobai said to Shen Eran and strode towards Qi Yiliao.
Shen Er'an looked at the tall and thin figure who kept walking, and recalled what happened a few months ago. That day, he learned that Jiaobai was not dead, so he canceled the meeting and folded a paper dragonfly.
After folding the dragonfly, Shen Er'an brushed off the scraps of paper on his legs, stood in front of the French window and called Qi Yiliao. He told him his purpose and hoped that the other party would let Jiaobai go. He would agree to any conditions.
At that time, Qi Yiliao laughed and said: I have never trapped him. If he wants to leave, he can leave at any time.
Qi Yilao is too cunning and Shen Ji is no match for him.
Whoever fights with him will not win.
Because Shen Er'an's eyes fell on the hand that Jiao Bai was scratching his neck with. Not only him, but many people were also looking at the ring on Jiao Bai's ring finger.
Love and God
That is the meaning of the ring, the last work left by its master in the world.
Qi Yilao has woven a net with "freedom" and caught the free-spirited butterfly,茭白.
When Jiaobai heard the host's opening remarks, he was stunned on the spot.
The banquet was hosted by the Qi family, and its main purpose was to announce the establishment of a public welfare foundation, in a non-public fundraising form, named after茭白, and the fund projects were mainly in the medical industry.
"Please invite Mr. Jiao to come to the stage and express his views."
As the host's voice fell, there was a burst of applause from the audience. Zizania latifolia became the focus, and an invisible light suddenly opened above his head.
Jiaobai tilted his head to look at Qi Yiliao, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Why didn't you tell me? I'm not prepared at all.
"Just say a few words." Qi Yiliao touched the ends of his black hair at the back of his head.
Jiaobai was at a loss for words. He resisted the urge to swear and tried his best to control his expression: "What if I embarrass you
Qi Yiliao moved his palm downwards and straightened the collar of his shirt underneath his suit, and gently rubbed his cheek with the knuckles of his wedding ring: "Yeah, what should I do.
The wild rice is speechless.
"Okay, it's not a big deal, relax, just say whatever you want to say, uncle is watching you." Qi Yiliao encouraged.
Everyone was waiting, Jiao Bai couldn't afford to hesitate any longer, he gritted his teeth and said: "Then I'll go up and talk nonsense?"
"Yeah." Qi Yiliao patted his back, "Good boy."
"Look how I can make you lose face." Jiaobai straightened his suit jacket, raised the corner of his lips, and said with a smile.
Zhang walked onto the stage with a relaxed smile and spoke to the host in a calm manner. His every move was calm and lively.
Qi Yiliao stood in the audience, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked up at the young man with gentle eyes.
When Qi Yiliao discovered that the young man had wings, he hoped that he would be able to fly one day.
Later, Qi Yiliao touched his soul through his injured body, and still hoped in his heart that he could fly high and far to pursue his own world.
Come back when you are tired of flying.
The young man on the stage stared at him, his eyes fixed and intense, blatantly demanding his constant attention.
A handsome smile appeared on Qi Yiliao's lips.
It was rumored that he was a shrewd hunter and his lover was the deceived prey.
In fact, it was the other way around, he was the one being arrested.
He put the rope on himself and tied the other end to the other person's little finger.
Then he kissed a pair of wings that were scarred, yet tough and holy.
The main text ends.