A man came over from the big ship of unknown nationality. He was less than 170cm tall, with soft hair pinned behind his ears. He was very well behaved and small, with a pair of deer-like eyes darting around restlessly. He was wearing an old, loose fur coat that didn't fit him, with the hem dragging down to his legs, like a child who had stolen adult clothes.
Zhang Zhen frowned.
It's that child.
He saved her on the road...
"elder brother?!"
Li Jue found a familiar face among a row of strange men on the deck. He shouted in surprise, "Brother--"
Along with the shout, his thin figure ran over excitedly.
There were many lights on the deck, and the light was quite bright. Zhang Zhen took a step back, which was an obvious act of resistance.
Li Jue braked the car suddenly and clenched his hands in confusion.
Those who came out at this time were all the acting talents of the Qi family, who had received the script. While maintaining their emotions, they also took a look at the characters who had boarded the ship.
She was young, but very pretty. Her face was as haggard as a piece of fragile jade, and her skin was even more tender than their brother's, which was rare. But she shed tears too much, and when she called out "benefactor", she cried out loudly.
It was even more incredible to see Brother Zhen take a step back, his little body was shaking slightly from crying.
Look at Brother Zhen’s eyes, still so… eager, annoyed, shy, at a loss, guilty, so complicated.
What are you doing, a family reunion
Brother Zhen didn’t react that way.
Of course Zhang Zhen didn't react that way. He only has one younger brother, his surname is Jiao and his name is Xiaobai.
The brother on the left asked, "Brother Zhen, who is that?"
"A child I saved." Zhang Zhen faced the night wind from the deep sea, feeling cold from inside to outside, without any warmth. He looked at the boy who took a cautious step closer and glanced at him, afraid that he would be angry, and was speechless.
Li Jue stopped at a distance that would not cause embarrassment to either side, feeling difficult to calm down: "Brother, I never expected to meet you at sea. You saved me last time, and I didn't even have time to thank you. How is your injury..."
Zhang Zhen interrupted: "You want to find a companion?"
Li Jue said "Ah" in a daze, and Zhang Zhen repeated it. Li Jue suddenly pulled away from the emotion of unexpectedly meeting his benefactor, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, my companions are missing, he... They were separated from me, brother, did your ship see them?"
Zhang Zhen pointed upwards: "Do you know which faction's ship this is?"
Li Jue subconsciously raised his head high, and the dark cloth tied to the top of the mast fluttered in the wind.
"Qi family." Zhang Zhen said.
Li Jue rolled his eyes blankly: "Qi..."
Jiaobai said that he had contacts with the Qi family and wanted to go to West City... Li Jue couldn't help but take several steps forward and almost tripped over the rope.
"We were asked by Mr. Shen to go out to sea to look for wild rice stems." Zhang Zhen asked, "Is he yours?"
"Companion!" Li Jue said excitedly, "He is my companion. We stayed together on a cargo ship for more than a week. The ship hit something and many warehouses were broken. The ship was about to sink, so we had to escape. Now the ship has exploded. I don't know..."
Zhang Zhen suddenly said, "He's dead."
Li Jue's mouth was still slightly open, but he couldn't make a single sound. He had forgotten what his second brother had told him to say, and his mind was buzzing. Jiaobai had really gone to heaven, gone, really gone...
The second brother is still waiting for the result, and the eldest brother seems to be very concerned. What should he do now? He can't face them.
"Dead..." Li Jue said these two words with difficulty.
Zhang Zhen's dark eyes looked into the distance: "When we found the cargo ship, it had already exploded. We haven't informed Mr. Shen yet. This bad news is too unexpected."
Li Jue looked at the people on both sides of his brother in confusion, trying to confirm without giving up.
Those people all had silent sad faces.
Li Jue swayed unsteadily, the fur of his fur was blown down by the wind, faintly outlining the lines of his thin and small body.
Zhang Zhen's mood at this moment was very different from the last time he saw the child at the intersection. At that time, he felt that the child was pure and simple, and the way he ran towards the road in a panic for a woolen cup cover touched the softest part of his heart.
By the time he reacted, he had already rushed over, pushed the person away from the oncoming car, and took the hit himself.
Zhang Zhen's unextinguished conscience and kindness guided his emotions. He did not regret saving the person, but he hoped that the child would not appear in front of Jiao Bai again.
He spent two years selling his body to earn money, wore the life jacket he found, and escaped with the person who stabbed him.
Zhang Zhen didn't know the other details of the cargo ship, but he found it hard to accept just this series of actions. He felt sorry for the wild rice.
Zhang Zhen ignored the harmless boy and said, "Go back to your boat."
Li Jue stood in the wind with his back to the Black Sea. He raised his tearful eyes and said, "Brother... I..."
"Be careful with how you address me. We don't have any brotherly love." Zhang Zhen shouted fiercely, "Goodbye!"
Li Jue wanted to say something else: "Can I meet Mr. Qi?"
Zhang Zhen: “…”
He took out the intercom and said, "Third brother, someone wants to see you."
Li Jue saw a life-saving straw and took the opportunity to cry out: "Mr. Qi, I am Jiaobai's childhood friend, I really want to know him..."
"Xiao Bai is gone. Who knows if he has any childhood friends?" A gentle whisper came from the intercom, but the words were cold and distant. "A Zhen, it's late at night. I don't want it to be too noisy on the boat."
Zhang Zhen hung up the intercom and looked at Li Jue.
Li Jue stopped crying, feeling so embarrassed that she could hardly stay there any longer.
The other members of the Qi family shouted in unison, all with a murderous aura: "Please go back!"
Li Jue's shoulders shrank in fear. He covered his face and sniffed, then staggered back to the boat.
There was only a small light on the deck of the black ship. Qi Lin stood in the darkness. As soon as Li Jue came back, he immediately asked, "How is it?"
“…dead.” Li Jue’s consciousness was disoriented and he seemed a little out of conscious awareness.
Qi Lin grabbed his wrist vigorously, breathing heavily, looking on the verge of collapse: "Did you see the expressions of the people on the boat?"
"Look, I see it clearly, it makes me sad." Li Jue's face turned several shades paler than before, "Jiao Bai has really..."
Qi Zizhi's vague voice came from behind: "Where is the body?"
"Brother..." Li Jue wanted to run to his elder brother, but his hand was grabbed by his second brother and it hurt so much that it was about to break. He cried in pain, "The ship exploded, the bodies must be..."
"Bang"
When the wheelchair turned backwards, it hit the wall of the ship and got stuck there. Qi Zizhi clasped his hands on the wheelchair very hard. He tried desperately to turn the wheelchair away, as if if he didn't move, he would be able to see something.
The hole for the infusion needle on the back of the hand was swollen with blood, and the blood vessels around it looked horrifying, as if they could burst at any time.
"I haven't seen the body. I don't believe he is dead."
Qi Zizhi's voice was mixed with the harsh sound of the wheelchair being rubbed against the ship's wall. "That kid is cunning. He won't foolishly wait on the deck for the ship to sink. He will definitely find a way to save his life."
"He hasn't achieved his goal in plotting against me yet, so he can't be dead."
The wheelchair was finally turned out, and Qi Zizhi immediately turned it into the boat, as if the fishy smell of the sea breeze made him uncomfortable. He wanted to go back to his room, and he wanted to go back now.
A force stopped Qi Zizhi's actions.
Qi Lin grabbed the wheelchair, tightened his fingers, and pushed the wheelchair in, his steps were neither hurried nor slow, and his voice was very soft: "Brother, you stole the only two life jackets on the boat, and stabbed him, have you forgotten?"
Qi Zizhi sat numbly in a wheelchair, with half of his bandaged face and one of his legs completely numb.
"In fact, I was just deceiving myself with a fluke mentality, and I wanted Li Jue to go on board to confirm. No matter how smart Jiao Bai is, he is just a mortal with flesh and blood." Qi Lin pushed the wheelchair, and his voice could be heard whispering in the corridor, "When the ship exploded, how did he escape? Did he grow wings and fly? That's an angel, but he is not. He is just an ordinary high school student."
Qi Zizhi coughed so hard that his internal organs seemed to be torn apart and hurt like a dislocation: "You don't understand him. He can survive in adversity..."
"Brother," Qi Lin stopped and walked to the front to fix his brother's shaking IV tube and stand, "I know that you told me all the wrong things you did to him because you wanted me to remember and make it up to him."
"Now,"
Qi Lin wiped the blood from his brother's hand and said, "No chance."
A drop of warm liquid fell and hit Qi Zizhi's hand. At that moment, his second brother shattered the last corner of his world with one sentence.
——Jiaobai didn't know until his death that the people who tortured him, humiliated him, and sent him to the underworld were his closest relatives.
"I envy you so much."
"Really, your elder brother is so good to you. I'm so envious."
"… "
"I also want to have a brother who takes care of me and cares about me."
"But I didn't."
"… "
It seems like someone is talking.
He is the child with tears, envy and light in his eyes.
Qi Zizhi woke up from his dream and suddenly found himself in a land of ice and snow, with a black flame purgatory under his feet.
Pillars of ice and fire pierced up from the top of his head and the soles of his feet at the same time, piercing through his flesh and bones, and suddenly hit his heart. His eyes bulged out in pain, he let out a silent scream, and his limbs twitched violently.
After that, his head fell on the back of the wheelchair, he forgot to breathe, and lost the basic physiological abilities of a living person.
Incontinence.
Congratulations to player Jiaobai, you are the second friend whose activity level has exceeded level 50. Please keep up the good work.
"Congratulations, everyone."
Jiaobai smiled, he was one step closer to completing the task, and the little assistant was also happy.
Qi Zizhi's activity level finally exceeded 50.
Jiaobai entered his information column, glanced at it, and went straight to his world house.
Then,
Jiaobai was stunned.
Friends' world houses are divided into five sections, but life is different, the world is different. This is something that Jiaobai expected.
What he didn't expect was that there was only one family photo in Qi Zizhi's childhood collection. It was yellowed and old, and there were traces of being touched many times on the corners.
The photo showed the Qi family's elderly couple and their four children.
To be exact, they were two children, two babies. All four of them wore a jade pendant around their necks, with words engraved on the front facing outwards.
Jiaobai looked at the photo and heard his adoptive parents' instructions to inquire about his male background, as well as their guesses, and mentioned... the jade pendant engraved with his date of birth.
Finally, the person that popped into Jiaobai’s mind was a very important tool man who never appeared in this comic, Master Qingyun.
Both the original owner and Qi Shuang can bring prosperity to Shen Ji's fate.
Wild rice: “…”
No way? No way? No way
It won’t be like this…
Jiaobai quickly went to Qi Zizhi's childhood memory section and found that there was no content in it. It was empty and the interface had a capital "nothing".
The third-ranked Youth Achievement has content, just one.
The prompt was updated just two seconds ago.
That was a recording.
-I found my long lost third brother.
There were noises in the recording, like the rolling of waves or the lingering gasps of a madman.
The background of this section is the debris of the cargo ship explosion wrapped in blood and white flowers, which is very full. It makes people dizzy and feel a kind of sadness immersed in darkness.
Jiaobai closed his eyes. It turned out that the most bloody part of this sea voyage was not when he was stabbed and Qi Zizhi and Li Jue abandoned him to escape, but here.
sure.
The thickest part of the water just came down and splashed all over his face.
Jiaobai shook his head several times. As an old fan who had seen too many melodramatic movies, he thought he had figured out the routines of that type, but he didn't expect this.
Maybe he had doubts, but he subconsciously ignored them. He didn't want to have anything to do with the Qi family.
In "Broken Wings", the original owner died at the beginning of the story. He was the first one among all the tools to eat box lunch. His life experience was never mentioned and was not important.
After all, the entire plot is designed to serve the lifelong entanglement between Li Jue and Shen Er'an.
Jiao Bai started to suspect that there was a secret about the original owner's life experience when he overheard the conversation between the original owner's adoptive parents and the original owner in Xiyuan. Before that, he had never thought that there was such a secret.
so,
The original owner was hit and killed by his own brother's car.
Jiaobai smacked his lips and said, "Wang Chuqiu, look at you. You are so pathetic."
If I were you...
Jiaobai complained, I won’t be you.
Next, Jiaobai continued to visit Qi Zizhi's World House. His failure in middle age was the same as his childhood memories, both of which were "nothing".
It’s “nothing” again.
Jiaobai sighed, Qi Zizhi lived a more failed life than Shen Ji. He never got what he wanted in his whole life.
However, judging from Qi Zizhi's activeness and the latest content of Youth Achievement, Qi Lin should have met up with him and told him the information he had found in his hometown.
Fate played a cruel joke on him.
At first, he avoided it and refused to admit that he had made a mistake. Instead, he made the best of it and regarded Li Jue, who needed him and depended on him, as his younger brother. He wanted to live in that illusion.
Now I know that the person is really dead - reality has squeezed into his illusion, illuminating his ugliness and unbearableness.
Eighty percent of the time, he will vomit blood.
This is in keeping with the style of the comics.
After all, in "Broken Wings", the top and bottom are all vomiting in the later period. Except for no official match, no love entanglement, and a relaxed Qi Yiliao.
Jiaobai touched the vitamin C on the bedside table, poured a piece of it into his mouth. Qi Zizhi's profile picture frame was not white, which meant he was still alive. He would not commit suicide because he would find out the cause of Qi Shuang's death. That was his obsession.
Qi Zizhi also narrated this in his dreams in his later years.
-If I could live my life over again, I hope I wouldn’t be the eldest son…
There was no listing of one, two, three, four, and five reasons for regret like Shen Ji did. There was only that one sentence, with an intriguing ellipsis at the end.
Being the eldest son and heir means responsibility, helplessness and no self.
At the end of Qi Zizhi’s autobiography, his thoughts were recorded one second before his death.
- If I could live my life again.
"hiss"
Jiaobai bit his tongue and he gasped with a strange look on his face.
Why is it this sentence
When the two good friends were dying, they were thinking the same thing.
"If I could live my life over again."
I recited the words silently, one by one, and felt as if I had touched something.
Is it a coincidence
Could it be that the third friend is also...
Jiaobai's heartbeat frequency suddenly changed. Stay calm and wait until the third friend is unlocked. Stay calm. Stay calm.
Anyway, before all his friends joined the group, he didn't have the energy to think about anything else.
The interface changed. Just like Shen Ji's time, the original work of "Broken Wings" also appeared.
Supporting role Qi Zizhi: a victim of the big family in the old-fashioned style, he has been fighting for his family all his life, and his career and family are the meaning of his life. TP10 in the brother control.
Strategy Guide: Let him gain the achievement of being an older brother from you.
Paranoia attribute: 70.
Shen Ji's paranoia attribute is only 30, while Qi Zizhi's is more than twice as high.
The comic strip disappeared, revealing the World House that had been obscured.
At the bottom of that world house, there is also a conclusion to life.
——I have lived for my family for half my life, and looking back on the road I have come, it seems so vast.
"Bai Bai, your fellow villager..."
Jiaobai heard the noise at the door and quickly looked over, "What's going on?"
Zhang Zhen stood in front of his bed, scratched his head, and drooped his eyebrows: "I saved his life."
Jiaobai knew that, and he was still thinking about it, Zhang Zhen wanted to get in touch with Li Jue.
"His name is Li Jue, how do you feel when you see him again?" Jiao Bai probed. Zhang Zhen treated him well, and he didn't want him to be killed by Li Jue's trick caused by the protagonist's halo.
"I'm so angry." Zhang Zhen sat on the bed, "You have been on the cargo ship for so many days, he is not injured, and you are half dead..."
Zhang Zhen suddenly changed the subject: "Which ship is Qi Zizhi on?"
Jiao Bai lied without blushing or beating his heart: "He's not here."
If I tell the truth, Zhang Zhen might call a group of brothers to shoot at the ship. Then I am afraid that there will be another bloody scene.
He is tired, let him go ashore.
"Bai Bai," Zhang Zhen suddenly called out, and looked at him with her peach blossom eyes that were full of affection even at a handful of soil.
Jiaobai was a little uncomfortable: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Zhang Zhen clenched his fist and coughed twice: "Last time, when you were in the hospital and unconscious, I told you by your bed that I was going to continue investigating one thing from a different angle. I hoped it was what I guessed, but I also didn't want it to be what I guessed. It was very contradictory."
Jiaobai still remembers that he replied in his soul state at that time: Then just check it out first, maybe after checking, you will find that the idea is not one of the two choices you originally had, but the third one.
"I know everything."
When Jiaobai heard Zhang Zhen say this, he looked very sad and angry, and slowly recounted a story from the past.
It was buried in the years and grew deep in Zhang Zhen's memory, but was only dug out by him today.
It is lush and green, without any desolation.
Jiaobai didn't interrupt and listened from beginning to end. The vitamin C in his mouth was gone and Zhang Zhen's story was over.
Since Jiao Bai had suffered the shock of the original owner's life experience, now that he knew that the original owner and Zhang Zhen were childhood friends, he felt okay and didn't want to complain.
I can only say that Broken Wings is the king of melodrama. The original owner was a tool man, but there were so many hidden melodramas.
Jiao Bai met Zhang Zhen's expectant eyes. He was not involved in the incident, and his memories of the original owner were incomplete, missing the part about the orphanage. He was unable to mobilize any emotions, and could only smile: "It's really fate."
"Yeah." Zhang Zhen saw that Jiao Bai hadn't digested this relationship, and he could understand it, but...
Zhang Zhen grabbed Jiaobai's hands and said solemnly, "Then will you still call me little brother?"
"No." Jiaobai pulled his hand away, "My teeth are sore."
Zhang Zhen grabbed him again, not letting out a single bit of his cruelty, and said childishly and stubbornly, "Why are you so upset? You called me that in both Diye and Lanmo Mansion."
The rainbow turned into a sad and miserable expression.
Jiaobai rolled his eyes: "That's why I want to use you."
Zhang Zhen frowned, looking like it was no big deal: "Then why are you still using me?"
"…" Jiaobai was speechless, "It depends on the situation."
"It's the middle of the night. Being too excited is not good for your heart. Take it easy." As Jiao Bai finished speaking, Qi Yiliao entered the room.
That person has reached bedtime.
Zhang Zhen was lying on the bed without any image, just like he was flirting with Jiao Bai. Now that Third Brother saw him, he couldn't hold back his face. Zhang Zhen stood up immediately: "Third Brother."
Qi Yiliao came here after taking a shower in the office. He dried himself off, which was a rare achievement. Although he didn't blow dry his hair, it wasn't dripping wet like usual.
"Azhen, go to bed."
"Yes." Zhang Zhen obeyed habitually. He came back to his senses after leaving the room and knocked on the door. "Third brother, I'll go in and bring Baibai to my place."
Three words came from the room: "No need."
"Then you should go to bed early." After Zhang Zhen said this, he felt something was strange. He suddenly realized something. Isn't his third brother a mysophobe
It’s too horrifying that the third brother is going to sleep with someone else.
Zhang Zhen's mind was dizzy. Although he was looking forward to the arrival of his third sister-in-law, this...
The third brother should just let Jiaobai read to him and leave after a while.
Zhang Zhen thought about it and concluded that this was the case.
After all, no one has had a good rest these days, not to mention the third brother who has no one to use.
At this moment, the third brother must not have so many concerns, he just wants to listen to Jiaobai recite a few words quickly.
Zhang Zhen figured it out, and left briskly. Let's make up for the New Year tomorrow and spend it on the boat.
You have to give茭白 New Year’s money.
Transferring money via mobile phone is not very ceremonial. I wonder if I can get some red paper to make a wallet.
In the room, Qi Yiliao turned off the main light, leaving only the bedside lamp on: "Have you brushed your teeth?"
Zizania yawned: "Brushed."
"But you ate again." Qi Yilao said.
"Just a piece of Vitamin C." Jiaobai defended.
Qi Yiliao swung the long pole of the bedside lamp a few times and adjusted the position: "Go rinse your mouth."
Jiaobai refused: "It's troublesome if I get up once." I don't have bad breath.
The atmosphere in front of the bed was slightly tense.
Jiaobai's eyelids twitched as he recalled the two times he had read to the old man.
The first time, he was lying in bed after brushing his teeth and taking a shower when he was called up. The second time was in the front yard, far away, outdoors, and with good air circulation.
So, if you are indoors, do you need to take a bath and change clothes before chanting sutras
The white cat's eyelashes drooped.
Jiaobai thought its master had compromised, but he didn't expect the master to bring a basin from the bathroom and said with a very graceful smile: "Wash your mouth."
"… "
Zizania latifolia curled up in bed, drank a few sips of water, and spit it into the basin, experiencing the life of old age in advance.
Qi Yiliao quickly threw back the quilt and lay down on the bed. Jiaobai was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable at first.
Now I realize he was overthinking it.
The distance between Mr. Qi and him... let’s put it this way, there are four of them lying there, lined up, and able to flip through the space at will.
It’s hard to describe the meaning of茭白 in a few words. From such a distance, can the other party hear him when he reads
Qi Yiliao took out a small gray box from his pajamas pocket. Inside was a pair of headphones with many functions: "Xiaobai."
Jiaobai turned his head: "Hmm?"
"Uncle is old and his hearing is average." Qi Yiliao tilted his handsome face and said, "I'll have to trouble you to speak louder later."
Jiaobai blurted out: "Then why don't you sit closer?"
"You want me to sit closer?" Qi Yiliao asked in confusion, "I'll go over there. If you make a mistake, I'll teach you right next to you. I hope you'll..."
Jiaobai said quickly: "Just sit there!"
Qi Yiliao stopped adjusting the small buttons on both sides of the headset. He looked over, and his gray eyes showed a look of holding his breath.
"Xiaobai, you are too nervous." Qi Yiliao suddenly laughed, "Let's practice flicking our tongue."
Zizania: “…” Bullshit!
Qi Yiliao said in embarrassment: "If you are nervous, you will make a lot of mistakes, and your uncle will be unhappy."
The implication is that if you make mistakes again and again, you will be beaten.
The茭白 had a sour face and opened its mouth reluctantly, with its tongue curled from the lower jaw to the upper jaw.
"The amplitude is too small." Qi Yiliao put the headphones aside and said, "Come here."
Wild rice is still immersed in the fucking bounce.
Or maybe you should not go to West City to deal with the Qi family’s master and servant, and improve your level
With this method of admonition, he was really afraid that one day he would not be able to hold back and tear off two pages of the book, rub and rub, rub and rub, rub them into small strips, and give them to Qi Yilao to stick green onions on.
"Why are you so happy?" Qi Yiliao leaned against the head of the bed and waved to him helplessly, "Come to your uncle."
After finishing my imagination, I moved towards Qi Yilao.
Qi Yiliao pinched his cheek, gently lifted it under his eyelids, and corrected the strength and frequency of his tongue flicking: "Regular tongue exercise can help prevent brain atrophy and facial muscle hardening."
Jiaobai glared at him. Thank you, I am not even 20 years old yet and I don't want to know!
Late at night, the fog lifted and the ocean-going ship slowly moved towards the West City Pier.
Except for the one on duty, everyone else was snoring.
Only in the most luxurious room can one still hear the sound of reading, and the waves are listening.
"s..."
Jiaobai yawned continuously, his eyelashes and the corners of his eyes wet with tears. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and struggled to decipher the words: "seren... di..."
"serendipity."
A low and clear voice suddenly sounded beside him, without any muffled sound, and it was obvious that the person was not sleepy anymore.
But it's almost three in the morning. Jiaobai wiped his face and stared at the wall clock. It's three in the morning. No matter how young he is, he can't stand this. He will go bald.
One finger touched the page of the book that Jiaobai had placed on his lap, landed on the word he hadn't read well just now, and tapped a few times: "Read it to me."
He didn't remember much about Jiaobai, so he tried to read it once.
Qi Yiliao frowned, but his voice became more friendly: "I'll give you another chance."
The hairs on Jiaobai's back stood up. He held the book close to him and tried his best to recall the pronunciation of Qi Yilao. It took him a long time to read it out.
Qi Yilao closed his eyes, tilted his neck slightly, and leaned his head against the wall behind the bed. The halo of light from the bedside lamp shone on his Adam's apple that vibrated as he spoke. The picture carried the sexiness of a mature man.
"If you fall asleep again, don't read in bed. Go to the deck and get some fresh air to wake your brain up."
Jiaobai complained in his heart, what time is it now, is it still possible to sleep
"Are you sleepy? You slept all day."
A mocking voice sounded in his ears. Jiaobai was powerless to refute.
It was almost five o'clock in the morning. Jiao Bai was so engrossed in reading that he wanted to go to the toilet and asked Qi Yilao for help.
There was more laziness in Qi Yiliao's voice at this moment. It was time to go to bed, so he let Jiaobai go by himself.
Jiaobai couldn't do that. The wound on his stomach hurt. "Then let me use your phone. I'll call Zhang Zhen."
Qi Yiliao turned over, closed his eyes, and the shadows cast by his thick black eyelashes showed impatience: "Kid, why are you so troublesome?"
After saying that, he sat up and pressed his forehead: "Do you want to hug me, or?"
"No, no, no, I can walk." Jiaobai was moving towards the bed and quickly expressed his opinion when he heard this.
Qi Yiliao laughed at this moment, and the dark aura in his bones disappeared again, like the tide receding. He got off the bed and reached out his hand: "Hold on."
Jiaobai was like an old emperor and was helped to the bathroom by Qi Yiliao.
Then,
Qi Yiliao went out.
Jiaobai raised his eyebrows in surprise. Shouldn't the old pervert usually stay and watch secretly
Why was Qi Yiliao walking so fast? It seemed that he was not interested in other people's parts, and even seemed a little disgusted.
This is a good opportunity.
You can see how the old pervert will reject you.
Then Jiaobai cried out, "Ouch!" "Uncle Qi, don't leave yet, I need you to hold me up behind!"
If you want to act well without professional training, you have to practice.
For example, Jiao's performance was very unstable, and his acting skills at this time were just one word: fake. When he saw Qi Yiliao stop, he continued to perform, doing his best.
Qi Yiliao stood at the bathroom door for a moment with his back to the bathroom. He turned around and smiled, "Okay."
When Jiaobai saw that the old man was laughing so hard that fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, looking very elegant and gentle, he regretted his decision.
Jiaobai was worried that something strange would happen, but fortunately nothing happened and he released the water smoothly.
Qi Yiliao did not look directly at the young man, but glanced through the mirror and then closed his eyes, giving an objective evaluation: "Very energetic."
Wild rice: “…”
Shen Ji said I was a small bean sprout, but you described me as "spirited".
Did you reveal something
Jiaobai had a dream within a dream because of that pee. He dreamed that he was peeing in the public toilet during a break in college. Suddenly, a voice "very energetic" came from the side. When he turned around, he saw Qi Yiliao's smiling face.
It's fucking magic sound.
Jiaobai slept until the afternoon, and Qi Yiliao, who also went to bed at about the same time as him... was said to have caught half a bucket of fish.
Jiao Bai didn't go out to watch. He asked Zhang Zhen for his cell phone, found Yu Ling's contact information and called him.
Yu Ling was on a mission, with screams and shouts in the background noise. He didn't have time to say much and told Jiao Bai his brother's contact information abroad.
Yu Xiangren had already woken up, but he had not yet returned to China. When he received Jiaobai's call, he burst into tears on the spot.
Jiaobai's ears were about to explode. He suddenly had an idea and wondered what kind of earth-shattering scene would happen when Yu Xiang and Li Jue met.
"Erduo, don't worry about what's happening here. Just stay abroad and don't come to Xicheng to find me." Jiaobai said.
The sound of Yu Xiang on the other end of the phone stopped, and he asked nervously, "Why?"
Jiaobai sighed: "There is only half a year left in the third year of high school. I need to study hard. If you come, how can I stay calm?"
Yu Xiang nibbled his lips. Does that mean he can influence Guagua, and that Guagua cares about him a lot
Yu Xiang smiled and said, "Okay, then when will I come to find you? I'll listen to you."
Jiaobai used a tissue to catch the pumpkin seed shells he spit out and threw out the prepared words: "Wait until I finish the college entrance examination, come to Xicheng and I will pick you up." If nothing unexpected happens, I will deal with your brother by then.
Yu Xiang happily responded with a loud, “Yeah, yeah!”
Jiaobai avoided his experience on the cargo ship and chatted with Yu Xiang for more than half an hour before hanging up the phone. He weakly cracked pumpkin seeds. One problem solved, there is still one more.
I feel tired.
When Shen Eran received the friend request, he was sorting out his belongings in his rental house. The entire desk was filled with paper dragonflies he had folded during his three years of high school, and he wanted to send them to his new residence.
The unfamiliar number made Shen Er'an's heart skip a beat. When he reacted, his hand had already clicked the yes button.
The other party sent a video invitation directly.
Shen Er'an's heart was beating even harder, but his expression was a little dazed and he didn't move.
After a long while, he found a sunny corner and clicked on the video.
The footage is very dark and the faces are blurry.
The water chestnuts were specially mixed, his face was covered with purple marks, and he couldn't enter. So he just blurred it.
Shen Er'an was completely the opposite of Jiaobai. In the light, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and quiet, and the small hairs on his chin and lips were visible.
Jiaobai stopped cracking pumpkin seeds. He hadn't seen Shen Er'an since he was picked up by Yu Ling at the rest stop on his way back to South City.
Two or three months have passed.
Jiaobai looked at Shen Eran, who was thinner than the last time he saw her, and had a red rim around his eyes. He looked well-groomed, not decadent or dirty.
"You are at Qi's house, on the boat." Shen Er'an, who is not a talkative person, took the initiative to speak.
Jiaobai nodded: "Yeah, they took her on board."
Shen Er'an tilted his body, and his almost youthful features fell into the shadows, and the things in his eyes became blurry.
"I'm sorry," he said.
Jiao Bai pursed his lips. He didn't ask Shen Er'an how he was caught by Qi Lin. It was all in the past. The other party returned safely and he was out of danger. He felt much better emotionally than when he had just escaped death.
So he accepted Shen Er'an's apology: "I understand."
However, Shen Eran still said those three words, over and over again, each time more hoarse, sad, guilty, and ashamed.
During this period, Shen Er'an apologized countless times, and he was afraid that he would not have the chance to say it in front of Jiao Bai.
Fortunately, God favored him once.
Jiaobai didn't stop Shen Eran. He just listened to what the other party said.
After Shen Eran had said it countless times, Jiao Bai finally said, "Do you feel better now?"
Shen Er'an said nothing.
That is, it is still not easy. Jiaobai is not surprised, Shen Eran's paranoia is also 100%, he walks his own way and will not be influenced by others.
Jiao Bai thought of something, and he asked quickly: "When I was imprisoned by your father in Shangming Garden, I hinted to you not to use your people again and not to let him discover your little tricks. Did you listen? He won't use it again this time, right?"
Shen Er'an's breathing paused slightly.
Jiaobai caught it, and he felt powerless.
The person in the dim camera was silent, and Shen Eran became at a loss. He was like a child who had done something wrong but could not change it. He lowered his head and said, "Jiaobai, I have to protect myself and grow up. There are too many things I need to do. I can't be just a paper dragonfly."
Jiaobai felt like the main plot of the comic was challenging him, and after a while he asked, "When will you become an adult?"
Shen Eran was stunned: "Lantern Festival."
Jiaobai calculated: "That means there are still eight or nine days. Once you become an adult, your situation in the Shen family will become even more embarrassing."
Shen Er'an whispered: "I have it, ready."
"Okay." Jiaobai said in a half-joking tone, "I'll remind you again that the menopause of a dictator is very scary, so be careful."
Shen Er'an seemed not to listen. He was immersed in his own world, saying what he wanted to say most in his heart.
"Jiaobai, don't forgive me so easily. Blame me more and blame me for longer." Let me learn my lesson and never make the same mistake again.
Jiaobai: “… I’ll try my best.”
Shen Er'an leaned against the wall and remained silent for a long time: "I know you hate the Shen family. The blood of the Shen family flows in my bones..."
Jiao Baixing admired Master Shen's stunning beauty: "It doesn't matter." As long as you don't become a scumbag in the later period, it's fine.
The tenderness in Shen Er'an's eyes suddenly disappeared.
Jiaobai followed his gaze and looked back, and saw Zhang Zhen entering the country holding a blanket.
The distance is far and Shen Eran is not online, otherwise there would be heavy snow on the Clam Mountain again.
Jiaobai was still covered with a blanket by Zhang Zhen, and he squinted his eyes. Shen Eran was possessive of him.
There is no mixture of love or desire, just the kind that children have.
——My friends can only be nice to me.
There were signs and evidence for this. In the early days, when he had a conversation with Shen Ji, Shen Ji deliberately asserted his so-called sovereignty, and heavy snow fell on the Clam Mountain.
And the time at Lan Mo Mansion, when Shen Er'an came to pick him up and heard him mention the pillow, snow was falling on the Clam Mountain again.
This won't work.
He couldn't have just one friend.
We need to find a way to make Shen Eran change. But we can't use too much medicine, after all, he is the most evil and scumbag in this comic. If we are not careful, we will return to the plot line of the original novel.
"I met Zhang Zhen in the orphanage." Jiaobai briefly recounted the old story.
Shen Er'an stared at Jiaobai without blinking, as if he didn't hear a word.
A paper dragonfly, three ribs, and less than two months of roommate life, but the bond was not as deep as the one in the orphanage.
Is he going to be pushed out to make room for Zhang Zhen
"Zhang Zhen is my brother, you are my good friend, let's sit down and have a meal together when we have time." Jiao Bai had only one friend before his death, and he did not have a complicated social circle. Now he feels very strange. He winked at Zhang Zhen who was standing aside with his arms folded.
Zhang Zhen snorted: "Sure."
The spirit in Shen Er'an's eyes recovered a little: "Then we have time, let's have dinner together."
Jiaobai shook his head in his heart.
Shen Er'an suddenly said: "That man took the old lady to a foreign country for treatment."
Jiaobai raised his eyebrows. This plot also appeared in the original book.
However, the person who put half of the old lady's foot into the coffin was Qi Shuang. Jiang Yan accompanied her all the way abroad.
"He doesn't know how to do it for now, so he'll cause trouble for you." Shen Er'an said.
Jiaobai grabbed a handful of pumpkin seeds for Zhang Zhen, who was about to roll up his sleeves and spread his wings, and said, "Go away and don't cause trouble."
Zhang Zhen went to the side with a stern face to peel melon seeds.
Shen Eran asked: "What time does the boat arrive at the South City Pier? I'll pick you up there."
Jiaobai said, "No. I'm going to West City."
There was no sound at all from the other end.
After two or three minutes, Shen Er'an finally moved: "Where do you live?"
Jiaobai muttered, "Wait for Zhang Zhen to find a school for me, then I'll rent a house near the school."
Shen Er'an's scattered gaze on the paper dragonflies instantly focused: "Don't you want to live in Lan Mo Mansion?"
"That place is deep in the mountains and old forests. You'd run yourself to death running back and forth." Jiaobai clicked his tongue.
Shen Eran laughed softly.
Jiaobai discovered that Shen Er'an's activity level was almost reaching 40, and he didn't know when the node breaking 50 would come, and what it would be.
"Don't come looking for me." Jiaobai was stuffed with a handful of melon seeds by Zhang Zhen, and he said while eating.
Shen Er'an's breathing stopped.
"There's still half a year left in high school. I want to prepare for the exam, and so do you." Jiaobai smiled, "Let's meet again in college, classmate Shen."
Shen Eran listened to his laughter, lowered his eyes, and curved his lips: "Okay."
See you in college.
Jiaobai watched movies, slept, and recovered on the boat. No one bothered him. Apart from seasickness and reading two pages of books to Qi Yiliao at night, he was relaxed.
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, at nine o'clock in the morning, the boat was about to dock. Jiaobai looked at the land in the distance and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Is this your first time on a boat?" Zhang Zhen handed him the bag.
"Nonsense." Jiaobai took the bag, turned his back and spit out the vomit. After he finished spitting, he rinsed his mouth and decided not to take a boat again in his life.
Jiaobai slowed down and said, "Oh, by the way, Uncle Zhao who helped me..."
"His cousin." Zhang Zhen pointed at a brother and said, "I have already told him to bring his cousin here when we get back to Lan Mo Mansion."
Jiaobai gestured to Zhang Zhen to look at Qi Yiliao, who was on the phone and speaking in a foreign language: "Did he agree to take a photo with the other party?"
Zhang Zhen said solemnly: "That's your business."
Wild rice: “…”
"Brother, this elder brother really tried his best, but it didn't work." Zhang Zhen touched his head, "See if you can find a chance to mention it when you are reading to the third elder brother."
Jiaobai thought to himself, you really think too highly of me. When I hold the book, my heart, my mouth, my brain, my lungs, and my liver are all serving the words, so I have no time to think about anything else.
When Jiaobai withdrew his gaze from Qi Yiliao's back, he caught a glimpse of the dark sea water. He felt dizzy and nauseous, so he found a corner and continued to vomit.
I shouldn't have eaten so much fried noodles under the watchful eyes of Zhang Zhen's old father.
Zhang Zhen only knows how to eat noodles, and茭白 is dead.
"Moored at Pier 05--"
“Get in position!”
Before ten o'clock, Jiaobai got off the boat wearing a mask and a hat. He stretched out his hands from his sleeves, pulled off the mask and sneezed.
If you don't pull it down in time, you'll have to cover your mask.
His shoulders sank and a leather jacket fell on him.
Zhang Zhen embraced him with his leather jacket and said, "Your physical condition is too poor. When you recover, run with me in the morning and evening, do fitness and boxing."
Jiaobai chuckled twice and said, "Then I'd better read some books."
Qi Yiliao, who was walking in front, lit a cigarette and took a slow puff. He raised his hand and waved his knuckles holding the cigarette: "Let's go."
Jiaobai's elbow twisted Zhang Zhen's arm and said, "I'm calling you."
Zhang Zhen led him, with a kind of excitement of brothers fighting side by side: "It's us two."
Jiaobai and Zhang Zhen were arguing with each other.
"What are you still talking about, crosstalk?" Qi Yiliao tilted his head with his lips slightly pressed down, a wisp of blue-white smoke wrapped around his handsome smiling eyebrows.
“…” Jiaobai and Zhang Zhen quickly quickened their pace and followed, while continuing to bicker with him.
The sun rose slowly behind the three of them.
It was a nice day, with a ray of warm winter sunshine.