Li Jue curled up in the bathroom with her legs crossed. Half of her palm-sized face was still as fair and beautiful as before, but the other half was swollen, and there was even a slight crack at the corner of her lip.
The door was suddenly opened, and Li Jue's thin little body trembled. His wet black bangs left blurry watermarks that fell on his beautiful almond-shaped eyes. He blinked his black eyelashes, which were wet with tears and tangled into a ball, and looked at the figure at the door blankly.
"Second brother..." Li Jue's face trembled after being slapped, and he hurriedly changed his words, "Mr. Qi." Second brother didn't like him. He didn't know what he had done wrong, it was obviously the first time he met him.
Li Jue lowered her head and hugged her knees tightly.
There were panicked breathing sounds in the bathroom, and at the door there was a depressing atmosphere as if a storm was about to come.
Qi Lin was still wearing the same dripping dark green trench coat, and he hadn't even taken a shower. His facial features were not like those of Qi Zizhi or Qi Shuang, with eyebrows pressing down on his eyes, and he looked rather melancholy. His appearance combined with his temperament made him the typical melancholy prince in movies and storybooks.
But as long as his eyes change from weak and scattered to strong and keep staring at one person, worry turns into gloom.
Cold, dark, gloomy gloom.
The feeling his second brother gave him was like... a lizard in a hole in the wall. Li Jue shrank into the corner, pressing his slender body against it.
Seeing the boy cowering like that, Qi Lin couldn't combine his appearance with that of his elder brother. There was nothing else except a face. "You said that Jiaobai was injured when the ship sank. How did it happen?"
Li Jue stammered, “Yes… yes… yes…”
Qi Lin punched the door and said, "Speak!"
"It was Big Brother," Li Jue was shaking with fear, "At that time, all the crew members had left, and there were only three of us. Jiao Bai found two life jackets. Three people, two life jackets, not enough..."
Qi Lin thought of a direction, and something was gathering between his tight brows, making him feel uneasy.
"Brother stole the life jacket, and also..." Li Jue buried his face in his arms and sobbed, "and stabbed Jiao Bai."
There was dead silence all around.
Li Jue's sobbing was frightened and he muttered to himself, "It was right on Jiaobai's belly. There was so much blood. I asked my eldest brother to take Jiaobai with him, but he refused. He said that the Qi family was able to survive because of Jiaobai. It was Jiaobai who caused our family..."
"Where are you?"
A question interrupted Li Jue, and the little hair on his head trembled.
"Were you there when Jiaobai was stabbed?" Qi Lin walked in. "You were not injured, but my elder brother was seriously injured. If you had tried to stop him, you would have been able to do so. Even if you had held onto my elder brother's legs when he attacked, it would have given Jiaobai a chance to dodge."
"Also, my eldest brother's wound was infected and he was unconscious. You were there the whole time, right? Why didn't you tell him who treated his wound and took the credit for it?" Qi Lin grabbed Li Jue's slender arm and pulled him up. "What do you want to do?"
Li Jue was confused by the series of questions. "I, I was so scared at that time."
"You get scared every time? Are you mentally retarded?" Qi Lin sneered.
Li Jue's face turned even paler, and he opened his beautiful eyes wide, tears rushing down, flowing onto his haggard and tender chin, trembling and falling, hitting his wet thick coat. The fragile sound seemed to be heard in the air.
"Tears are your weapon, and you are quite good at using them." Qi Lin threw the man away.
Li Jue fell back into the corner, he covered his face and shook his head, "No, no, no, I didn't, I didn't hide it on purpose, I was really too tired, my mind was in a mess, I didn't remember it."
When his elder brother was poking the茭白, he wanted to stop him, but his hands and feet were out of control and he couldn't move.
He really didn't mean to harm Jiaobai.
"Jiaobai is also my brother, even though I know he schemed..." Li Jue sobbed softly, "He is still a very important person in my heart, how could I harm him, I also wanted to wait until we go to Xiaoming Island and settle down, then speak for him in front of big brother, and we can live together on the island... I don't know why it turned out like this... Second... Mr. Qi, you asked about these, is there any misunderstanding, big brother is wrong, Jiaobai didn't harm our family, you want to save him, right..."
"Please save him, I beg you..." Li Jue could not hold back any longer and sat on the ground, bending over again and again towards Qi Lin, "Please, please..."
Doing this for a friend is so pitiful and humble that it makes people feel distressed.
Qi Lin was not touched. He had seen too many of this type, both men and women. Beneath the soft, innocent, pure and innocent appearance were two words: stupid and selfish.
We always say more than we do, and kindness basically all depends on our mouth.
Qi Lin pushed back a few strands of hair that had fallen loose. He looked down at Li Jue who was still begging him, "Tell me everything that happened after you got on the boat. Tell me everything."
Li Jue raised her head, her tear-stained little face full of confusion and bewilderment.
Qi Lin's scalp was about to explode. "I don't have the patience to listen to you crying here. I'll give you half a minute. If you don't start speaking, I'll throw you into the sea."
Li Jue was startled. "Mr. Qi, do you want to hear the part about Jiao Bai? Do you... like him?"
"Then can you let the captain go look for that cargo ship first..." Li Jue was grabbed by the hair before he could finish his words.
Qi Lin's self-cultivation and patience were all gone. He frowned and used force on his hands, "I think you don't understand what I'm saying."
"Ah!" Li Jue screamed in pain. He kept begging for mercy, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you... Don't grab my hair, it hurts..."
"Help! Big brother! Big brother, save me!!!"
In the room, Qi Zizhi, who was in a coma, heard the shrill and terrified cry. He moved his fingers on the quilt and said, "Xiao Jue... A Lin..."
Qi Zizhi raised his arm tremblingly, groped to the cabinet next to him, and threw down the cup which was half filled with water.
After that sound, the noise in the bathroom stopped.
Qi Lin let go of Li Jue's hair and turned to leave.
"Ah Lin, don't." Qi Zizhi's frail face turned red due to his excitement. "Don't force Xiaojue. If you want to know something, ask me."
Before Qi Lin could answer, Li Jue ran out of the bathroom, stumbled to the bed, and laid his head, which was scratched all over, in Qi Zizhi's arms.
"Brother!" Li Jue was panicked and helpless, crying uncontrollably, "Brother, how are you? I hope nothing happens to you..."
The young man did not know the seriousness of the situation and would only release his emotions without reservation. The bruises on Qi Zizhi's chest were painful from the collision. He groaned, slowly reached out, touched the top of Li Jue's head, and rubbed it lovingly.
Qi Lin saw the two brothers in distress, and his eyes were filled with confusion and shock. The elder brother had transferred all his indulgence and love for Xiao Shuang to the fake one, and even he, the younger brother who had lived with him for decades, was excluded. It was ridiculous.
I wonder what Xiao Shuang would think if she were still alive and saw this scene...
Qi Lin turned his head to look at the deep blue sea outside the window, and heard Li Jue's crying and his elder brother's vague comfort. He thought about his experience in the countryside.
The middle-aged couple were cunning and materialistic. They didn't say anything at first. It was only after he threatened their daughter who lived a beautiful, wealthy life abroad that they revealed the information about picking up the water chestnuts.
As soon as he heard from them about the jade pendant engraved with their date of birth, he knew the answer in his mind.
The two identical horoscopes calculated by the master two years ago revealed the cruelty and irony of fate at that moment.
But he couldn't contact his eldest brother at that time, and he knew that he wouldn't believe it so easily, so he tried his best to investigate, thinking that he would reveal everything he had investigated when he met his eldest brother.
Now it seems that whether he takes it out or not, the result will be the same.
My eldest brother doesn’t know how to recognize茭白.
Jiaobai and Xiaoshuang were cooperating, not unilaterally exploiting each other. Without the cooperation that deceived the Shen family and plotted against Shen Ji, the Shen family would still choose between the two in a few months and choose Xiaoshuang from the Qi family.
Then Xiao Shuang was targeted by the crazy woman from the Liang family...
But if it hadn't been for that collaboration, Shen Ji wouldn't have taken his anger out on the Qi family.
The Qi family will not collapse, and the eldest brother's career is still there. He will not lose all his relatives and jobs, and he still has something left.
So, my brother hates茭白.
The eldest brother thought that it was Jiaobai who led Xiaoshuang astray, and that all the disasters were caused by him, but he did not think about why Xiaoshuang did not tell them anything, whether it was his plan with Jiaobai or his own ideas.
If Xiaoshuang had said it, there would be no further events.
Qi Lin held his bloodshot eyes with one hand. He went to England after graduating from middle school and has been studying there ever since. He did not rely on his family's resources, did not do business, and did not deal with other families.
I haven't seen the child named Jiaobai either.
My eldest brother did come into contact with her and had a good impression of her at first, but was later disappointed, which led to his strong resistance.
Qi Lin understood, but could not fully agree.
The above are all the results of Qi Lin's psychological preparation these days, but his elder brother's reaction after he knew the truth was not quite what he imagined...
It wasn't just hatred, there were other impurities mixed in, very subtle, but real. A bolt of thunder suddenly struck his heart, and his breathing quickened.
Qi Lin walked quickly to the bedside, grabbed Li Jue who had fainted from crying, and dragged him away despite his elder brother's attempts to stop him.
After making sure that the distance was far enough and that no one could hear their conversation, Qi Lin let the man go and returned to his elder brother, whose eyes were about to spit fire, and hesitated to speak for a few times.
Qi Lin stroked his hair several times, increasing the force of his fingers. His Adam's apple rolled, and he spoke with difficulty, "Brother,"
After a pause, Qi Lin lowered his voice to the lowest level as if he was afraid of awakening some demon in the world. "You didn't touch wild rice during the kidnapping..."
"No!" Qi Zizhi realized that he had overreacted. He avoided his second brother's inquiring gaze, pursed his pale lips, as if he recalled something unbearable, and the lines of his lips became tighter and tighter.
Qi Lin had been staring at his eldest brother, and he almost drew a conclusion from his eldest brother's micro-expressions.
fine.
Fortunately, it was just a little bit worse.
Qi Lin closed his overused eyes for a moment, and his elder brother's voice suddenly rang in his ears, weak but clear, as if he was telling a story that he knew by heart.
It revealed to him just the tip of the iceberg of the human condition.
"I didn't touch him. I just made a deal with the old man on the boat. We only had two meals each, and Xiaojue and I would eat. There was no share for him. I stopped Lijue from stuffing food into his mouth. I made sure he had nothing to eat and had to watch us eat."
"Three days later, I knocked him out and pushed him out before the crew discovered my whereabouts. He was sacrificed at sea and then fished out to be used as a target for venting anger."
"When he returned to the cargo hold that day, he looked like a broken doll. He was talking in his sleep, and I thought he was pretending. But when I pinched him, I found he had a high fever."
"He lay there for a while before being called out again. When he came back, he had new injuries and a pungent smell on his body. I watched him rot away day by day, and warned him not to try to take advantage of Xiaojue."
"One time, I saw him holding Xiaojue, so I pulled his hair and threw him to the ground. He was almost dead, but I don't know where he got the madness from, so he jumped up and fought with me. My injuries worsened, and he didn't get any benefits."
"When the boat was about to sink, I took the life jacket he was looking for, stabbed him, and left him on that boat."
Qi Zizhi finished his story, “I did this.”
"Is there anything else you want to know?" He looked at his second brother who had taken several steps back at some point, his cheek muscles twitching, his fists clenched tightly, trying hard to restrain himself from swinging his fist at him.
Qi Lin was speechless. He was an artist, his social circle was full of people in the same field, and his life was simple. Taking Shen Er'an, who had been in a car accident, away and trying to contact the Shen family to exchange them for wild rice stems was the craziest thing he had ever done.
The lady from the Liang family killed Xiaoshuang because of unrequited love, the Shen family's ruthless killing, and the eldest brother's revenge on the Liang family, these were all phenomena that could make Qi Lin's worldview collapse.
There is one more item at this time.
"Ah Lin, you don't know Jiao Bai, you haven't been with him, you don't know how scheming he is, the blood in his body is too muddy, it can't be the blood of the Qi family, it's impossible." Qi Zizhi said the last few words firmly and resolutely. But he didn't open his eyes, he closed his eyes, as if he was afraid of seeing a ghost standing at the head of his bed, looking down at him calmly.
Qi Lin looked at his elder brother from a distance. He was the favored son of heaven, the pride and hope of the Qi family. "You treated him like that, but he still saved you."
A hoarse laugh filled with the smell of blood escaped from Qi Zizhi's throat. "So he is not our brother."
"Look at Xiaoshuang and Xiaojue. Their minds are very simple. Black is black and white is white. It's simple. They are not as complicated as him. He saved me."
Qi Zizhi paused briefly and faintly, "He saved me, maybe for some reason."
Qi Lin raised his arms, put his fingers together and covered his face, and he let out a hard and heavy breathing.
- It's like being strangled by the hand of fate and unable to break free.
"I don't have that kind of brother. He's not my brother, Xiaojue is." Qi Zizhi finished speaking in an inaudible voice, and then he said at the loudest volume he could, "Lin, I don't want to see you bullying Xiaojue anymore. He relies on me, he's a good kid, and he's your brother!"
Qi Lin is a person who doesn't get carsick or seasick, but at this moment he felt dizzy, and the world seemed to be spinning. "Brother, things have come to this point, and you still don't admit that Jiaobai is a member of the Qi family. You don't want to face the mistakes you made."
"What did I do wrong?" Qi Zizhi said as if he had heard a joke. "That Jiaobai is a bad boy and should be punished. I did nothing wrong."
"I did nothing wrong," he repeated, emphasizing, speaking to himself.
Qi Lin rushed forward and grabbed his elder brother by the collar. His nose wings flared rapidly and his eyes gradually became wet. The moment the anger and grief spread to his entire face, Qi Lin growled, "You are deceiving yourself!"
"I didn't!" Qi Zizhi's face suddenly twisted, with ferocious determination in his eyes. No, he didn't.
Qi Lin's pupils suddenly contracted. He called for a doctor and ran out in a hurry. "Doctor! Doctor--"
Qi Zizhi on the bed kept vomiting blood, his body was convulsing and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
Can't die.
He can't die.
He wants to go back to South City to find out the cause of Xiaoshuang's death.
besides,
what else…
He can't die.
While several doctors were trying to rescue Qi Zizhi, the black ship was sailing in the fog.
The bearded deputy and others, who usually laugh and joke around, now dare not take it lightly.
The fog was so thick that visibility was no more than 20 meters. Every kilometer we traveled was a gamble of our lives.
In addition, the deep sea is not like the land. The flow of water, wind, fog and other factors are irresistible and there are too many restrictions, so it can capsize at any time.
The Chinese man the lady likes is looking for his relatives at sea, and he has to go to a sea area they haven't been to in recent years.
The lookouts all have the best eyesight, and they are replaced when they are tired. The same shift system is also used for other positions.
Everyone is in good working condition and can try their best to avoid the ship in time when encountering an emergency.
At the moment when Qi Zizhi was rescued from the brink of death by a German medical genius, an explosion was heard in the fog.
The black ship stopped.
At the same time, the whistle sounded.
A group of foreigners came up to the deck and saw the fog dissipate a little. A large amount of debris appeared on the sea surface. A Chinese cargo ship was burning, and Chinese characters on the hull were flying in the fire.
That is the word "smooth".
Qi Lin's hands loosened from the railing and dropped down. His fingers were colder than his wet windbreaker.
Li Jue ran out of the cabin and fell to the ground, "Jiaobai..."
"Wild rice!"
Li Jue cried out to the burning cargo ship. He leaned on the ground with his hands in a daze, and murmured sadly, "You have gone to heaven... There is no pain or suffering there, you should be happy..."
"Qi," the English girl pointed at Li Jue lying on the ground, "Who is that and why is he crying so sadly?"
Qi Lin didn't even glance at Li Jue. He just stared at the shattered parts of the ship with a pale face. "Keep looking. Use this ship as the center and search in circles nearby."
The British girl was very puzzled. "Qi, the ship has already..."
"Becca, I'm looking for my brother." Qi Lin turned around, the sea breeze blew through his black hair and silver earrings, his eyes were deep and sad.
Becca apologized and made a "cross" in front of her. "May God bless your brother."
Finally, she took his clenched hand and left a lip print on the back of his cold and stiff hand, saying sincerely and passionately, "I will also give you my destiny, and I wish you and your brother will be reunited."
When the flames on the hull of the "Pingshun" reached their most intense level, Qi Zizhi's heart stopped beating and the doctors gave him a second round of emergency treatment.
On the ocean-going ship in the thick fog, the most spacious room was filled with the smell of medicine.
The medical staff all left, leaving only a patient covered in wounds and a master and servant in the room.
Qi Yilao took off the earplugs on his ears. He propped up his head and placed his fingers, with clear knuckle lines, on a Buddhist scripture.
He had been looking at this page for several minutes and hadn't turned it yet.
Zhang Zhen sat on the floor with his back against the bed, his eyes a little out of focus. When he climbed onto the cargo ship and saw the wild rice lying flat on the deck with blood all over its belly, he remembered everything.
Changning Orphanage.
A little boy of two or three years old stumbled towards him.
In order to escape from the orphanage, he fell while climbing a tree and was injured. A stone pierced his stomach and caused bleeding. The little boy clumsily covered his wound, and after a while he leaned over to blow on it, but he fell on his wound and got his face covered in blood.
I remember everything.
What the boy handed him was not candy, but a painting.
Several pairs.
It was all rainbow. The little boy used all the crayons in the orphanage to paint on it, making it a mess and colorful.
Those who call him little brother are,
"Jiaobai..." Zhang Zhen's eyes gradually focused. He put his hands behind him, pressed on the bed board and slowly stood up. He didn't dare to look back at the person on the bed. He just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and quickly closed his eyes.
Zhang Zhen wiped his face randomly and said, "Third brother, I feel a little uncomfortable now. I want to go back to my room and stay alone. I won't come out before dinner."
"Go." Qi Yiliao's gaze stayed on the scriptures, and he seemed not to notice anything unusual about his men.
As soon as Zhang Zhen left the room, he felt a lump in his throat.
Why did he just remember
It would be better if it was earlier.
If only it were earlier...
Zhang Zhen clenched his fist and knocked on the wall of the boat, his knuckles bulged and turned white. Although he was only a thug of the Qi family, he had accumulated a lot of connections over the years, and his savings were enough to support him for several lifetimes.
If he had thought of it earlier, he could have taken Jiaobai to a place where no one knew them, so that Jiaobai could go to school, work, start a family, and live a peaceful life.
Instead, he was targeted by the old lady of the Shen family and her youngest son, his personality was humiliated, and he was left with physical and mental scars.
Now he alone cannot allow Jiaobai to live a normal life.
I can only rely on my third brother.
But Mr. Shen...
Zhang Zhen’s worries soon disappeared. The fact that his third brother could ignore the danger, leave his work behind, and go out to sea to look for it for such a long time was enough to show how much he valued茭白.
That kind of attention cannot last long, and it is unclear how long it will last, but it is fine in the short term.
Besides, if Mr. Shen still wants to take action against Jiaobai, he doesn't mind breaking into the Shen family with a gun.
Several brothers came to take over the shift, and when they saw Zhang Zhen’s red eyes and choking sobs, they were all horrified.
"Brother Pillow?"
"What's wrong? Is Master Bai not doing well?"
The guy just finished speaking one second ago and was knocked down the next second.
Zhang Zhen pressed him down, her beautiful face looking fierce and serious, "Pooh, spit three times!"
My brother did as he was told without thinking, “Pah, pah, pah!”
He even knows to tilt his head to the side and spit, otherwise he could spit on a beautiful woman's face.
Zhang Zhen let him go and said, "From now on, Jiaobai is my brother, dearest brother!"
"You want to treat him as me." Zhang Zhen said loudly, "Did you hear me?"
The brothers looked at each other.
The eldest brother actually grew chicken wings and flapped them so damn hard, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't see him transforming into a chicken father.
One of the brothers rubbed his hands together and said, "If we really want him to be you, then we'll have to drink and play finger-guessing games with him, and hang out with him, and the yellow car will whiz by... ah!"
He covered his head which was hit by Brother Zhen and kept screaming exaggeratedly.
The others couldn't bear to watch him and distanced themselves from him. This is such a poor acting skill, shame on him.
The brother felt good about himself. He approached Zhang Zhen with a smile and said, "Brother Zhen, are you feeling better?"
Zhang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Go about your business. Don't be careless."
His mood didn't improve.
I don't deserve to be in a good mood, it's hard to talk about it.
A few months ago, he heard Jiaobai's screams in a nightmare in Xiyuan, and was thinking that if the child who called him "little brother" was living in some corner of the world, he would definitely have an easier life than Jiaobai.
Who knows…
Zhang Zhen walked up the stairs with a self-deprecating smile on his face. The word "little brother" that night in August at "Di Ye" was destiny's guidance to him.
The fact that Jiaobai became his online friend was fate’s second blessing.
And Jiaobai’s WeChat avatar, the familiar block of color, is a gift from fate.
Fate was so kind to him.
He was too stupid and missed so many opportunities to see the truth.
Fortunately,
Finally I can see it clearly.
There is still a long way to go, whether for茭白, for him, or for them.
The fog was so thick that the ship did not return but stayed on a safe channel.
Jiaobai's injury was not life-threatening, he was just too tired, his mind was always tense, and he was very tormented. Once he felt the safe atmosphere, he fell into a deep sleep.
Jiaobai slept for more than ten to twenty hours. When he was conscious, his throat was very dry, his head was dizzy, and his eyelids were blurry.
"Awake?" A low and hoarse voice sounded beside him.
Jiaobai moved his blurry eyelashes and struggled to open his eyes. In his blurry vision, he saw the outline of a tall figure, surrounded by soft light.
I went to heaven and saw God.
When Jiaobai blinked and his vision recovered a little, he discovered that the halo around the outline was mixed with black, and there was a crackling pressure from electric arcs.
Oh, it’s not heaven, it’s Shura Palace, Shura King.
When I look at it again,
It was nothing, just a dead white cat that was staring at him with its eyes open, as if it had seen a wandering ghost or its owner.
The reminder of friends coming online is delayed again!
Zizania latifolia moved its dry lips and uttered the classic line from a patient in a TV drama: "Water..."
Qi Yiliao walked to the table, poured a glass of water and brought it over.
"I can't get up," said Zizania.
Qi Yiliao put the cup of water on the bedside table and said, "Drink it later."
Wild rice "… "
Do you want to play it this way
Jiaobai gritted his teeth and reached out his hand, "Director Qi, give me a hand."
Qi Yiliao raised his eyebrows elegantly, "Yes, I need help."
"Then you should have said it directly the first time." He sighed helplessly, "If you don't tell me, how can I know your needs?"
Jiaobai's eyes are rolling up to the ceiling. How dare you lecture me on this matter
You yourself are dead, yet you still have the appearance of being kind and compassionate toward all things and enjoying yourself.
Do you dare to dissect your rotten heart
The look he cast over suddenly changed. Jiao Bai suddenly paused, he looked up, holding his breath and looking at Qi Yiliao who was close to him.
Qi Yiliao looked at him expressionlessly for a long while, then raised his eyelids slightly and said, "You are a child with a lot of psychological activities."
Wild rice stem, haha.
"You look uglier when you smile now than before," Qi Yiliao commented gently.
The茭白 is no longer laughing.
Qi Yilao helped Jiaobai up, and his body language was very unfamiliar.
But the serious injuries of the茭白 were not affected by the cup.
"I was there when the doctor treated your wound." Qi Yiliao let him lean against the head of the bed, with some hair falling on his forehead, looking friendly.
What I meant was, I have checked your entire body, so I naturally know where you are injured, and I would not deliberately touch the parts of your body where the injuries are more serious at this time.
Jiaobai was silent for a moment, and went to get the cup of water from the cabinet. "Is the doctor a man or a woman? How old is he?"
Qi Yiliao combed his hair with one hand and said, "I can be your grandfather's old doctor."
Jiaobai breathed a sigh of relief. It was not because he was shy, but he was afraid of polluting the doctor's eyes and leaving a shadow on the doctor.
The old man is experienced and can handle it.
Jiaobai took a sip of water slowly, and then he drank it in small sips. During this time, he sorted out his thoughts and found that he only remembered Qi Zizhi taking Li Jue to jump into the sea, him fainting on the deck, and then he woke up here.
I don't remember anything in between.
It's like drinking blackouts.
The room was very quiet. Jiaobairen was on the boat and didn't feel like vomiting. It might be because he had already tasted the most bloody thing in Qi Zizhi's ring, and it might be because of the environment.
He was safe and able to go ashore.
Jiaobai glanced at the old man standing by the window with his back to him, facing the blue sky, and said seriously, "Director Qi, thank you for bringing people to find me."
Qi Yiliao didn't look back. "You were not insulted. You inflicted all these injuries on yourself."
Jiaobai's face changed. Is the old doctor so powerful
"Yes." Jiao Bai admitted it. He briefly described the cause and effect of the self-harm incident. "If I don't do it, Qi Zizhi won't believe that I was really bullied."
Qi Yiliao asked, "Did he stab me in the stomach?"
"Yeah." Jiaobai subconsciously revealed the process to Qi Yiliao. Not only was he very detailed, he also gritted his teeth.
There is no disappointment, only complaints and contempt.
This gives people the feeling that he had expected that to happen.
A seagull appeared in Qi Yilao's pupils. It was flying over the sea, searching for food alone and firmly.
People who come to enjoy the scenery will inevitably be attracted by it and stop to see if they can return with a full load.
When Jiaobai saw that Qi Yiliao stopped asking questions, he pulled open his pajamas and looked inside. A smell of medicine rushed up to him, and he heard Qi Yiliao's question in the slightly fishy smell.
"Who do you blame for this ordeal you've gone through?"
"Old Madam Shen, Shen Ji, Qi Zizhi, Li Jue, the old men on the cargo ship, and," Jiao Bai counted on his fingers, "Shen Eran." Not more than a few.
Qi Yiliao listened to him keeping accounts like a child, shook his head and laughed, "Without you?"
Jiaobai met Qi Yiliao's gaze and said two words, "No."
Qi Yiliao's eyes suddenly deepened. "Okay."
Wild rice is inexplicably weird, what's good about it? What I think is my business, and I don't need you to rate it.
Oh no, did he just say Shen Laogou's name? I don't know what his old friend Qi Yiliao will think.
Jiaobai didn't hesitate much and calmed down.
No matter what Qi Yiliao thinks, he won't have to pretend in front of Shen Laogou anymore.
Qi Yiliao walked towards him at a leisurely pace, "Old Shen's side..."
Just as Jiaobai was about to say "It doesn't matter", the old man said, "I heard that you are divorced."
“…” Why are you saying this
Jiaobai is annoyed by the idea of marriage or not. He said sarcastically, "I don't even know about marriage or divorce. It's quite funny."
Qi Yiliao bowed his waist and said, "Funny?"
"It's just an adjective." There was a smell of agarwood in Jiaobai's breath.
Qi Yilao was noncommittal: "Don't use random words."
The wild rice has a look of "learned a lesson". It's really not funny.
"This room is mine," Qi Yiliao reached out and touched the top button of the young man's pajamas. He pinched it with two fingers and casually turned it flat. "I will come over to sleep at night."
Jiaobai immediately said, "Then get some people to carry me away."
Other injuries were easy to deal with, but he was afraid that the wound on his stomach would split open when he moved to another place.
Really, when we rescued him, why didn’t we just pick a room to put him? Why did we put him here
Qi Yiliao didn't seem to notice the young man's ignorance. He pinched the root of his nose and placed the tip of his little finger on the small cinnabar mole on the side of his nose. "I'll sleep next to you tonight, you..."
"You want to help? No problem!" Jiaobai quickly expressed his opinion.
Qi Yiliao laughed and stroked the young man's bruised chin as if rewarding him, wiping away the water stains there.
"Good boy."
Jiaobai's attention is all on the white cat.
At this moment, the cat's two paws were pulling on the thin wire, as if to say,
- Break it, please.
When Jiaobai came to his senses, Qi Yiliao had already left, taking the documents and laptop on the table with him. He had moved to a new office.
It's not easy to be the head of a big family; the pressure is huge.
Even Shen Ji, who had risen to the top smoothly and had his mother to protect him, needed to relieve stress through his young body, not to mention Qi Yilao, whose family members were buried in a cemetery.
Jiaobai was daydreaming for a long time, and then a friend came online, it was not Qi Yilao, but Zhang Zhen.
But the guy didn't come in, he was just outside the door.
Zhang Zhen came here on impulse and is now trying to adjust his mood. He learned from his third brother about Jiaobai's experience on the cargo ship, and in anger he blew up the sandbag in the gym.
In Zhang Zhen's impression, Qi Zizhi was a gentleman. He didn't expect that he would be so cowardly. Instead of fighting with the Shen family, he only bullied the children who had finally grown strong and did things worse than pigs and dogs.
Qi Zizhi is not as good as Liang Dong, the high school student who has never been out in society. At least that kid dared to step out from under the protection of his uncle, had the courage to face the facts, actively cooperated with the investigation, and hoped to get to the bottom of it. Whoever is the murderer will pay the price.
"Who's outside?"
A shout came from the room and Zhang Zhen's face tightened. He was indeed his younger brother, so sensitive.
Zhang Zhen knocked on the door with mixed feelings. When he looked into the eyes of the person on the bed, his mood became bad again.
Spend half a day trying to control something, but it's all in vain.
Jiaobai joked, "Why do you look like that? Could it be that I'm your long-lost brother?"
Zhang Zhen looked very strange.
Jiaobai stopped laughing. Could it be that the melodrama was so intense
Zhang Zhen mistakenly thought that Jiaobai was disgusted, so he put his hand into the pocket of his leather jacket and touched a piece of paper with a rainbow he had scribbled on it.
"I am an orphan." said Zhang Zhen.
Jiaobai said, "Oh," "Me too."
"No big deal," he asked casually, "How long will it take for the boat to land?"
Zhang Zhen's organized words were intercepted, and he lost the courage to say everything. "If everything goes well, God."
Jiaobai muttered, "Then I can go back in time for school to start."
Zhang Zhen was stunned. He quickly turned his head away so that Jiao Bai would not see the self-blame and hatred in his eyes.
"How do you feel now?" Zhang Zhen asked in a hoarse voice.
"Not bad." Jiaobai yawned.
Zhang Zhen glared at him, "You call this okay?"
Jiaobai felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry when looking at the expression on Zhang Zhen's old father's face. Actually, it was really okay for him. Because of his living background and experiences in his previous life, his breaking point was different from that of ordinary people.
Zhang Zhen turned around and sat down on the carpet next to the sofa. He took out a cigarette and played with it between his fingers. I don’t know what he was thinking about, but he looked quite sad.
Jiaobai couldn't bear to see the pure beauty sad, so he found a topic: "How is Mrs. Shen?"
The finger between Zhang Zhen's fingers slipped into his palm, and he pinched it. "Not dead."
Jiaobai almost swore.
Not dead? This is different from what he imagined.
He speculated that after Qi Zizhi caught him, he sent messages to Shen Ji frantically, and even pointed out that it was the old lady who helped him.
Shen Ji returned to the old house to confront his mother. After a round of indiscriminate attacks with his domineering punches, his mother was accidentally injured and died of anger.
As a result, he was not dead but still alive.
Jiao Bai narrowed his eyes. Was the old lady waiting for him to personally stop her anger? He wouldn't even want to steal Qi Shuang's great achievement in "Broken Wings", would he? Not really.
Either Shen Ji's official partner or Cen Jingmo's carefully arranged substitute can kill the old lady.
Jiaobai casually glanced at the list on the account and blinked in surprise.
The colorful blocks of the Zhang pillow are pieced together.
It's a painting.
What is that? A rainbow? Zizania's face wrinkled in disgust. It was so ugly.
By the way, Qi Zizhi’s avatar frame didn’t turn white, which means he’s still alive and not dead, but why hasn’t his activity level exceeded 50
What are you waiting for
Jiaobai fell asleep while complaining.
He didn't know how long Zhang Zhen spent rolling up his pajama sleeves and trouser legs to look at the bruises and pinch marks on his forearms and legs.
Late that night, the black ship full of criminals detected a Chinese ocean-going ship parked on one of the western waterways. The bearded deputy told Becca the news.
Becca excitedly went to find Qi Lin, "Qi, your brother might have been rescued by the people on that boat!"
Qi Lin walked out excitedly, stumbling a bit. "Send them the boarding signal."
Soon, the signal was sent. The black ship was waiting for the ocean-going ship's reply.
Time is very tiring. Qi Lin held the phone against his forehead. According to the information he had, it was most likely the Qi family's boat, coming to look for wild rice.
Whether the茭白 is on the boat, and whether it is alive or dead, we can find out by taking a trip and testing it.
But he couldn't show up.
Qi Lin went to find Li Jue, grabbed him from the bed, and stuffed a set of statements into him without any explanation.
Li Jue didn't dare to ask more questions, but just nodded continuously, indicating that he remembered, really remembered, "After I got on the ship, I said that Mr. Qi, Jiao Bai and I were separated at sea and accidentally rescued by this ship. I was very worried about the safety of my friends and wanted to know if they were rescued. I was determined not to let them know that I was a member of the Qi family."
Qi Lin sneered, "You are not."
Li Jue was confused.
"Xiao Jue, your second brother is kidding." Qi Zizhi was pushed over in a wheelchair. He slightly moved the hand that was receiving the infusion. He had lost half of his life, and the remaining half was still hanging on. He could die at any time. "Come here."
Li Jue rushed over, hugged Qi Zizhi's neck and choked softly, saying in a low voice, "Brother, Second Brother doesn't like me. What can I do to make him not hate me so much?"
Qi Zizhi did not answer, but only said, "When we can get on that ship later, we will do as he says."
Li Jue responded obediently, "Yeah... I know..."
On the ocean-going ship, Jiao Bai heard Zhang Zhen say that a ship was sending signals to them, and he knew that Qi Zizhi and Li Jue were on that ship. Absolutely. The one on the ship was Li Jue, who was sent by Qi Zizhi, who was not convenient to show up, or Qi Lin, who had already met up with them, to find out about him and to capture him.
After going through so much hardship on the sea voyage and having a hole in his stomach, how could he not be broke at 50? Besides, who the hell has the time to deal with Qi Zizhi again
"Agree to have them send one man up."
Jiao Bai took a bite of noodles from Zhang Zhen's hand and said, "Suppose, suppose you come to inquire about me."
His voice was unclear, and the corners of his mouth turned up with a malicious smile, "Just say I'm dead."