Jiaobai was originally unconscious, but Shen Laogou pinched him and brought him back to consciousness.
As soon as he woke up, he saw Shen Laogou kicking Qi Yilao madly.
He missed the kick and was kicked back instead. He then dodged the attack again. His muscles were as hard as rocks and his chest shook violently when he gasped.
Jiaobai was awakened by the shock.
Before he could calm down, Old Dog Shen barked - he thought it was ridiculous that we were fighting over such a small thing.
Before Jiaobai had time to ponder the old pervert's answer, he felt a terrible fist gust, and he closed his eyes reflexively. At the same time, the dull sound of a fist hitting flesh and bones suddenly rang in his ears. He had the illusion that his temple was hit hard, his ears tinnitus, his brain was blank, and his soul seemed to have been swung out by that punch.
When he was dizzy, Jiaobai smelled a hint of blood, which seeped out from the turbid and rough breath of Old Dog Shen.
Then there was the sound of bullets being loaded.
In that instant, the scent of agarwood wafted closer, stronger than usual, but unable to cover up the bloody aura.
What happened next was that Jiaobai’s ears were pinched, he was named, and he was given kindergarten-level questions.
How did the old pervert find out that he was awake? He was also convinced.
Jiaobai's mind is full of scumbags. When it comes to the old-fashioned scumbag who has a tumor in his mouth and speaks like a domineering boss, he has to fight him with the words of the Virgin Mary and fight him for eternity.
But he and Shen Laogou have not had a relationship of broken glass and blood for eight or ten years. He is not a scumbag who is so abused by his love that he gives up, and then abuses him back, relying on the scumbag to block a knife for him and beg for mercy, or showing a haggard, decadent and humble mode in all angles.
He can come directly, come freely, and do whatever he wants, as long as it feels good.
but,
He really doesn't want to deal with this fucking bloody magical Shura field, because the "Stop fighting, don't fight anymore" operation is not to his liking and he can't feel good about it.
Jiao Bai flipped through the little notebook in his heart and read the part about Shen Laogou carefully, one word at a time.
Confirming that he could get the money back now, Jiaobai opened his eyes, met Shen Laogou's cold gaze, and grinned, revealing his little fangs.
It's like saying, I was caught pretending to sleep, so I won't pretend anymore.
Shen Ji froze, the reaction from the heavy blow to his temple almost uncontrollable. He swallowed the blood welling up in his throat, no longer caring about the answer to that question, but stabbed his old friend Qi Yilao, who was against him today, with another knife, "Last year at Lan Mo Mansion, you kept saying that you had no interest in my people. Not anymore, and never will in the future."
Qi Yilao's distorted face froze. He put down his hand that was covering the muzzle of Shen Ji's gun, lowered his eyes, and the sinister look on his face froze.
It was as if the resurrected corpse had been struck hard by a blow.
The health bar is interrupted and death is imminent at any time.
Shen Ji's handsome features were ferocious because of revenge. He was like a villain who finally found the enemy's weakness. He pointed the gun at Qi Yiliao and said arrogantly and happily: "Why, did you lose your memory?"
Qi Yiliao said nothing, but upon closer inspection, his jaw muscles tightened slightly, as if he was about to roar and show his fangs.
Jiaobai subconsciously wanted to speak for him.
But at this moment, Qi Yiliao buttoned up his open shirt slowly, elegantly and calmly: "Old Shen, now that you mention it, I remember it. I remember that time..."
He paused subtly, raised his eyes that were still oozing blood but were covered with a layer of black sea, hiding all emotions, and chuckled: "You told me not to swear that kind of oath to deal with you, and you also said, it's just a dog, when you get tired of playing with it, give it to me."
"I was just saying that in anger. He doesn't know. You and I have known each other for decades. How could you not know?" Shen Ji pinched the back of his hand until veins bulged out. He pointed the gun at Qi Yiliao. "Half a month later, he disappeared at the rest stop. I sent people to look for him. Didn't you see how I looked..."
Qi Yiliao interrupted: "There's no need to bring up the past."
"Otherwise," he straightened his collar, shook his head and sighed, "if we keep going like this, we'll end up at the end of last year."
The coldness on Shen Ji's face froze instantly.
The茭白 people watching smacked their lips, there was no need for him to do anything at all.
The next second, the old pervert looked at him with a friendly and peaceful smile: "Xiaobai, don't just watch the fun, uncle is still waiting for your answer."
"That question, you guys fought over me, didn't you?" Jiaobai said, "It's quite ridiculous."
The smile in Qi Yiliao's eyes slowly faded.
Shen Ji had expected this answer. The one he held in front of him was a heartless wolf cub. He shook hands with you to find an opportunity to tickle you, and wagged his tail at you to paralyze your nerves and give you a fatal blow. His every word and action was not pure, and he had a hidden agenda, without any regard for affection. Shen Ji had understood it a long time ago, but he was still stunned when he heard those four sarcastic words with his own ears.
Jiaobai took the opportunity to get down from Shen Ji's arms, pulling his hair and pressing his injured arm a few times on the way.
A large area of Shen Ji's gauze had turned red, with varying shades of red. He frowned and stared coldly at the stormy boat, waiting to see what kind of waves it would stir up.
Jiaobai said to Qi Yiliao, "Third brother, you have no affection for me."
Qi Yiliao slowly pursed his lips.
Shen Ji looked over with a look of gloating. You thought you had a place in this little thing's heart, but in reality it was nothing more than that. He stayed with you for half a year, so what? He can't be tamed.
"As for you," Jiao Bai looked at Shen Ji as if he had seen a pile of shit, "you have nothing to do with me at all."
Shen Ji's hand holding the gun trembled, and he almost couldn't hold back and shot a bullet into Jiao Bai's heart.
See what exploded.
"You guys are just fucking putting on that old-fashioned two ones fighting for one ten drama, isn't that ridiculous?" Jiaobai's mouth was full of alcohol, and the alcohol was pulling at his nerve endings. He wanted to use this as an opportunity to complain, vent, and curse, but all of it was diluted by a burp.
Shen Ji smiled coldly: "I don't need to compete with anyone, I am your husband."
Jiaobai looked at Shen Ji and saw that he had no guilt at all, which made him feel panicky. Jiaobai quickly moved to Qi Yilao's side and said, "Third brother, my marriage with Shen Ji..."
Qi Yiliao was looking at the finger bones of his right hand. There were blue and red marks on them left by violence, which were evidence of his loss of control.
Jiaobai was anxious: "Could it be that it really hasn't happened yet..."
"Divorced." Qi Yiliao said indifferently.
Jiaobai breathed a sigh of relief. Old Dog Shen was so confident, either he was really good at pretending, or he had deceived himself to a certain level.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, why did Qi Yiliao’s activity level drop
Damn it.
It climbed up to 22.97 like a snail, and now it is starting to regress to 20, 17, 15, 12...
Jiaobai’s face turned pale. “Stop it, stop it. I’m going to have a heart attack.”
He didn't dare to stare at the activity level anymore, and turned his gaze with difficulty to look at the white cat.
The cat is dead.
Literal meaning.
It had been meowing and wagging its tail before, but now it closed its eyes and let its tail hang down, and the dead air returned to it. Blood was seeping out of its snow-white fur, and the flesh and bones on its neck, which had finally grown back, were cracked again, and the wound seemed to have already started to stink.
It is decaying.
Jiaobai closed his eyes, calmed down, and didn't panic. He first analyzed why Qi Yilao's inner world collapsed.
He had no idea what happened during his coma. He guessed that Shen Ji wanted to take him away by force, but Zhang Zhen tried to stop him, buying time for Qi Yiliao.
Qi Yilao arrived and confronted Shen Ji. He definitely took the position of "the third brother of Jiaobai".
Qi Yiliao is the best at this. He is a peacemaker.
Jiaobai guessed that Qi Yilao would say that the person could be taken away, but he had to be voluntary and had to be woken up first.
Qi Yilao knew that he couldn't do it voluntarily, and Shen Ji knew it too.
This becomes a dead end.
So Shen Ji was furious, and maybe he misunderstood the relationship between him and Qi Yilao, and said something to provoke Qi Yilao.
For example, you are not good enough, you are not a real man.
Pinching fingers with茭白, what else, what other reasons are there for the landslide
Could it be that...
Is it also related to the statement "It's ridiculous to compete between two 1s for one 10"
No.
Qi Yilao believed in ghosts and gods, and he had some strange behaviors that could not be explained except that he was possessed by evil spirits. There was something about him that other people could not figure out.
So he was dragged down into the abyss by Qi Yilao and entrusted with the important task of "creating fire and bringing hope".
Before the spark of fire and hope are cultivated, he is someone to confide in, a talking tree hole.
Even if that happened in the AB world, and a 100% matching elf appeared, Qi Yilao still did not take away the small key given to him, and he was still placed in a special area.
The white cat still asked him for help, waiting for him to pull the thin wire around its neck.
Therefore, Qi Yiliao's activeness towards me is just an interest, just like most of the friends in the list, but also different. He is close to me, treats me well, educates me, helps me out, lets me do whatever I want, and occasionally teases me. He treats me as a person of his own country and a companion who joins me on the journey, that's all. Jiaobai thought so, and his heart seemed to be poked by something, but the feeling quickly disappeared, and he continued thinking along the line of thought just now.
Qi Yilao is now less active. It may be that he has become bored with the world. He has lost interest in himself, me, his old friends, and the world.
The emotions of a world-weary person fluctuate constantly, and in a single thought they can go from the human world to the underworld. Jiaobai understands, as he has been through it.
Jiaobai felt that the analysis was almost complete, so he grabbed Qi Yiliao's hand that was still stroking him and said, "Third brother, let's go back to the hotel."
Qi Yiliao did not move.
"Go back, I have something to tell you." Jiaobai acted as if he was coaxing a devil, carefully measuring the right measure.
Qi Yiliao spoke in a hoarse voice: "Talk about it here."
"That's fine." Jiaobai organized his words. "When I said it was ridiculous, I didn't mean that you and your friend were at loggerheads over me. I meant that the atmosphere was ridiculous. Do you understand what I meant?"
"It's like in TV shows, where the male lead and the male supporting role break up for the female lead, I love you but you don't love me but you love him, but the three of us are not that entangled..."
The next words of Jiaobai were interrupted by a gaze, and he and Qi Yilao looked at each other.
"Who is the male supporting role?" Qi Yiliao asked.
Jiaobai said casually: "...your old friend?"
There was a laugh in Qi Yiliao's breath: "That's quite funny."
Jiaobai twitched his lips. Do you want to fight for this empty title? He really didn't understand the naivety of the old man.
In conclusion,
The activity level has not dropped any further.
"You came out in person to protect me, even at the risk of your life. I'm very touched. Thank you, Third Brother. By the way," Jiaobai continued to coax, "You had no interest in me at first, and I thought you would never have any, but you later did. This is called a slap in the face."
"Slap in the face..." Qi Yilao chewed on the word, unable to make out what it meant.
"It's nothing, it's normal entertainment for young people." Jiaobai tried his best to arouse his interest, "You slapped him in the face, which shows that you are still young."
Qi Yiliao glanced at him: "Really?"
"It's a must." Jiaobai replied with a serious expression, "So don't be depressed."
Qi Yiliao laughed: "Then uncle won't be depressed anymore."
Shen Ji, who was treated as air, had his finger on the trigger. He also slapped himself in the face more than once. He was discovered by the coaxing puppy, who only mocked and provoked him.
Shen Ji looked at the young man who finally set his eyes on him. The corners of his stiff lips twitched, and a few words were written in his eyes - you really treat people differently.
Jiaobai Haha, yes, I am a double standard, so what
"You won't come back to South City with me?" Shen Ji played with the gun in his hand, looking at him coldly. "Get lost now." Jiao Bai sneered, "I used to like South City very much, but I will never go there again unless it is necessary, because you and your mother are disgusting to me."
Shen Ji rushed out, unable to swallow a mouthful of blood.
Jiaobai was unmoved. When he read comics, he would feel happy when he encountered a scumbag who was tortured to the point of vomiting blood in the later stages. But now he didn't feel happy at all, he just thought it was funny.
Without so many entanglements, there would be no such deep and tragic love. It just moved myself.
Jiaobai’s breathing paused.
Shen Ji pointed the gun at him, with the muzzle pointing at his heart.
This was the second time he was exposed to the gun. The last time was for Shen Er'an, he rushed to stop the biggest plot point with all his might, but was forced to move by the male supporting role Chu Dongshan with a gun, and was isolated and helpless.
Now…
Jiaobai was pulled back by a force and his vision was blocked.
Qi Yiliao stood in front of him.
Shen Ji was not angry. He looked at his best friend whom he had known for many years. There was naked pity in his eyes. He laughed at himself and at the other person. Who are you doing this for? Ah Liao, haven't you seen through it yet? The person you repeatedly broke your principles to protect has a heart of stone. My ending today will be your ending in the future.
Qi Yilao put his hands in his trouser pockets, half-closed his eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his lips. He looked both elegant and sinister.
Jiaobai was blocked behind and couldn't see clearly what kind of eye contact Qi Yilao and Shen Ji were having. He only felt that the temperature in this area was getting lower and lower.
Just when the temperature was about to drop to its lowest point, Shen Ji's cell phone rang.
Not knowing who hit him, Shen Ji's expression changed drastically. He turned around and walked away very quickly.
"etc--"
A young man's shout came from behind, and Shen Ji's legs and feet were out of control. He stopped and did not move forward. Even though he was so anxious that he wanted to fly back to South City immediately.
Jiaobai ran out from behind Qi Yilao and strode towards Shen Ji.
Qi Yilao's Adam's apple, which was clamped by his collar, trembled. He tilted his head and stared at the young man who pushed him away without even turning his head. His breathing became very heavy, each breath deeper than the last, and did not sound like the breathing that a normal human could make.
That's an approximation.
The anger of being betrayed by one's owner.
Jiaobai ran up to Shen Ji, beckoned him and asked him to lower his head.
Shen Ji subconsciously bowed his waist.
Zhang Zhen and Chen Yiming, who were pretending to be dead outside, didn't react until they heard a crisp sound.
Half of Shen Ji's face was hit sideways, and some of his hair was scattered.
Jiaobai put down his hand and rubbed the burning spot. Damn, the effect of force when hitting someone is simply amazing. After he finished complaining, he hit him again.
"My way of life," Jiaobai said with a smile, "is to distinguish between gratitude and resentment."
"I just returned it to you."
Jiaobai didn't retreat or flee. He just stood in the freezing cold of Shen Ji and officially began his debt collection career. He first collected the amount that could be collected at the moment: "The extra amount is interest. Do you mind?"
Shen Ji licked the oral mucosa on the side that was slapped twice. The old lady had never slapped him.
Now someone hit him, in front of everyone, and stomped his arrogance to pieces. He had been waiting for a long time with all his strength.
Everyone in the Shen family who was in the corridor saw this scene. They all raised their guns, wanting to shoot the crazy young man who dared to humiliate their master.
Shen Ji looked at the fearless eyes of the person in front of him. He once thought that those eyes were a mirage, with four distinct seasons. But now he realized that it was himself.
Although I am nearly forty years old, I still act like a young boy.
Ridiculous and sad.
His original intention was just to be aroused and want to have some fun, but things gradually got out of his control and this happened.
The most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Let's go." Shen Ji wiped the blood he had spit in front of him, walked past the mirror that reflected his funny side, and did not stop.
Chen Yiming hurried to catch up. The chairman was heartbroken this time.
It's time to wake him up.
What caught Chen Yiming off guard was that President Qi could actually let go of his gentlemanly demeanor and fight with the chairman when Jiao Bai lost control. This was the first time he had ever seen such a thing.
The mask of gentlemanly restraint, once taken off, will be taken off countless times.
If Mr. Qi is a holy monk, then he has broken his precepts and entered the mortal world, and can no longer cultivate his way.
Now the relationship between the Shen and Qi families has broken down, so much so that Chen Yiming was not prepared at all. He really thought that Zhang Zhen had taken a fancy to Jiaobai. Who could have thought...
The chairman's defeat this time was not only because he could not take Jiao Bai with him, but also because he lost to Chairman Qi. He lost in terms of force, skills, and status with Jiao Bai. A man's desire to win is innate and has nothing to do with identity or age.
All we can say is that the greater the power and the higher the status, the greater the commotion caused by the desire to win.
Shen Ji answered the phone again. He was startled by what the other end said and the phone fell to the ground from his fingers.
The sound was actually not loud, but it gave people the feeling that a mountain was shaking and its foundation was falling apart.
Chen Yiming noticed tears falling from the chairman's face. He staggered a little, already realizing what had happened, and was filled with horror.
Shen Ji turned his head slowly. His face was expressionless, his eyes were red and moist. He just glanced at Jiao Bai and Qi Yilao who were standing side by side.
That look was filled with hatred.
Jiao Bai felt strange. When he slapped Shen Lao Gou, the other party was just angry and his eyes were red, but he didn't cry. Why did he answer the phone and...
Could it be...
Zhang Zhen grabbed his phone and walked into the bar: "Third brother, Madam Shen is gone."
Jiaobai guessed it right. Without waiting for Qi Yiliao to speak, he asked, "Didn't he receive medical treatment overseas for half a year and just returned home a few days ago? How could he die like this?"
Zhang Zhen glanced at his third brother.
The茭白 also turned its head to that side.
"I met a group of unreasonable thugs on the way. It took me some time to deal with them." Qi Yiliao lit a cigarette. The flickering flame brushed across his nose and rushed into his gray pupils. He put on the cap of the lighter. "When people encounter bad things, they inevitably want to find someone to talk to. After thinking about it, the old lady is the most suitable, so I just gave her a call."
Jiaobai pursed her lips. It turned out that the old man had learned that her son had come all the way here to confront the Qi family for the so-called disaster star, and his emotions fluctuated greatly, and he was not a good person.
There was silence at the entrance of the bar for a few seconds, and Zhang Zhen spoke again: "Originally, the old lady was lying in the Shen Family Hospital, still breathing. She saw your stand-in Zhiyi, and her eyes were dazzled, thinking it was you, and she died on the spot without a breath."
Wild rice: “…”
That Zhiyi showed up at this time, and his motive was obvious. Did Cen Jingmo take action
Not so fast
Besides, wouldn’t Zhiyi be exposed by this move? He can no longer be used and will be killed by Shen Ji.
A guess popped up in Jiaobai's mind, his heartbeat accelerated, and his palms sweated. Could it be that Zhiyi... was not Cen Jingmo's man at all, he had another master, and Cen Jingmo was just a pawn in a chess game.
And this time, Zhiyi sacrificed himself at an opportune moment, causing Shen Ji, who had lost his loved one, to lose control in grief, kill him without a care, and attack the Cen family who sent him to "Di Ye" in South City
Jiaobai saw Qi Yilao walking out, so he followed him and asked in a low voice, "Third brother, is Zhiyi your man?"
When asking, Jiaobai didn't expect Qi Yiliao to give a direct answer.
Unexpectedly, Qi Yiliao gave the answer: "No."
Jiaobai's neck was grabbed, and under the force he went from being one or two steps behind to being shoulder to shoulder with Qi Yilao.
If it wasn't Qi Yilao, then he could basically lock on to the target. He couldn't believe it, but at the same time, he felt it was within his expectations. After all, he was indeed a talent.
The plot part of this comic is finally here.
The car drove away from the bar. Jiaobai was drunk and his brain was unable to think. He huddled against the car window and fell into a deep sleep.
Qi Yiliao who was standing next to him suddenly asked, "Azhen, where did the lipstick mark on your Adam's apple come from?"
Zhang Zhen glanced at the rearview mirror: "Bai Bai drew it for me."
Qi Yiliao frowned: "Nonsense."
"Where did the lipstick come from?" he asked at last.
This time Zhang Zhen couldn't answer.
Jiaobai yawned: "I borrowed it from a pair of beautiful women I was attracted to. She said she had just bought it and it was quite expensive, so I gave it to her..."
Zhang Zhen, who was driving, and Qi Yiliao, who was sitting in the back seat, both looked at him.
"I transferred the money." Jiaobai was very sleepy and muttered, "I deleted WeChat after transferring it. I was afraid she would ask me out. I'm 0, so I can't play tricks on a girl."
Both gazes were withdrawn.
The茭白's head banged against the glass window.
An arm pulled him away in time and he fell to the other side.
Then,
He fell headfirst onto a hard leg muscle.
Zhang Zhen caught a glimpse of Jiaobai lying on Third Brother's lap through the rearview mirror and was about to wake him up.
"Lie down." Qi Yiliao said.
Jiaobai was usually used to having physical contact with the old pervert, but this time, for some reason, he got up.
Qi Yiliao didn't react and didn't seem to care.
After a moment, he said, "Azhen, turn down the air conditioner."
Zhang Zhen responded, feeling confused, his voice was already very low. Is the third brother so irritable
More than ten minutes after the car drove away from the bar, Qi Yiliao received several phone calls. He didn't say much, and it was the people on the other end who talked.
Qi Yiliao threw his phone aside and sat on the leather chair, closing his eyes to rest.
Not long after that, Zhang Zhen made two phone calls. His expression was solemn: "Bai Bai, you can't leave someone by your side during the entire summer vacation. Shen Ji hates you, and he will not let you go after he finishes handling the old lady's funeral."
Jiaobai rubbed his face: "His mother is dead, what does it have to do with me."
Zhang Zhen said: "Shen Ji hates you because he thinks that if it weren't for you, he wouldn't have left Nancheng and come here, and he didn't even see his mother for the last time. You are the root of all his failures in life." This is what Chen Yiming said to him, he himself never thought of it.
Wild rice: “…”
"He hates Third Brother," Zhang Zhen turned the steering wheel, the street light shining across his bruised cheekbones, "It's because of the phone call Third Brother made to the old lady."
That was the third brother's counterattack after Shen Ji attacked him.
Killed with one blow.
After tonight, after the old lady's death, the close friendship between the Nan Shen and Xi Qi families will no longer exist.
At the bar, Shen Ji did not give orders to his people because the third brother's people were outside. If he took action, he would be punished here. This deal was not cost-effective and would benefit other families.
The battlefield for businessmen is in the business world.
The worst thing is not being shot in the head, but problems with the project, corruption, bankruptcy, being deserted by friends and relatives, and being ruined.
Zhang Zhen thought back to what Chen Yiming had said, and how he just said "take care of yourself" and blocked him to show his stance. The corners of his mouth twitched twice.
We will be busy next.
Halfway through the journey, Qi Yiliao, who had his eyes closed, said, "Xiaobai, see if the cold noodles are still edible."
Jiaobai then remembered that Zhang Zhen said that when Qi Yilao came to see him, he brought some cold noodles.
The car stopped.
Zhang Zhen passed the cold noodles to the back and said, "I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me. Baibai, open the bag and take a look. The noodles are probably all mixed up."
Jiaobai knew without even looking that the dough had turned into a pancake. He held the plastic bowl together with the bag. It felt cold to the touch, but his fingertips felt a little hot.
This feels a little wrong.
That's really not true.
Is Qi Yiliao...
Is his activity towards me... not just interest, but liking
It's not the kind of love that an elder has for a younger person, nor is it ... one has for a cat, a dog, or any other small pet, but a very hard kind of love.
Take a look at the activity level.
Not really.
If he was that kind of person who liked it, his activity level would have exceeded 50 and reached 100 long ago. Why would it increase so rapidly? He even performed a descent on the spot, then rose again and continued to increase rapidly.
Jiaobai was thinking this when he heard Qi Yilao asking Zhang Zhen to stop the car.
"The store is still open." Qi Yiliao said, "Throw away the cold ones and buy a new one."
He pulled Jiaobai out of the car.
It was a dull night, with no stars and no wind, and the trees along the road looked as if they had been waxed and were motionless.
Jiaobai followed Qi Yilao to buy cold noodles. His eyes wandered around, then returned to Qi Yilao's profile, then wandered around again, then focused on Qi Yilao's profile, over and over again.
Qi Yiliao stood in the small noodle shop, his elegant and noble appearance seemed out of place. He asked the boss to put more garlic.
Jiaobai's scalp felt numb, and then the numbness ran down the back of his head. At that moment, he felt his limbs go weak.
The phone suddenly vibrated, and Jiao Bai's mood suddenly recovered. He took out his phone to check: "Yu Xiang and his brother came to North City."
"I'll go pick them up." Jiaobai said and left, as if he was wondering what had happened to him and he wanted to run away.
There was no sound from behind.
When Jiaobai walked to the door of the noodle shop, his tall and thin figure stopped and looked back.
Qi Yiliao stood there with one hand in his pocket and holding a bowl of cold noodles in the other. A button on the collar of his shirt was unbuttoned at some point. The yellow light shone down at an angle, and his slender neck and rolling Adam's apple were vaguely visible.
besides,
A deep and unclear gaze.
Qi Yiliao was carrying the cold noodles towards the trash can, pretending to throw them away. He walked slowly, lazily and casually.
The茭白 made a "tsk" sound and returned the same way.