Jiaobai and Jiang Yan went to a nearby hotel, but the front desk said there were no rooms available and the hotel was full.
So they went to the next store and got the same answer.
Jiang Yan searched online, and found that all the rooms were full. He exited the page and waved his phone in front of Jiao Bai: "Honey, the room is not available."
"It's not a big deal. You can come to my house and try it anyway." Jiang Yan blew into his ear. "My house is not very soundproof, but I have a drawer of shackles. It's OK."
Wild rice: “…”
The cell phone rang. Jiaobai made a "hush" gesture to Jiang Yan and answered the call while standing outside the dark little hotel.
"Bai Bai," Zhang Zhen's voice was a little unnatural compared to usual. "Qi Er reported to me that you were going to get a room with Jiang Yan." He could hear the b-bx on repeat, and the self-made images made him blush. "I think you should be cautious." Jiao Bai scratched the mosquito bite on his neck: "How do you mean cautious?"
"I was afraid you would do something reckless, so I sent someone to tell all the nearby hotels not to let you stay. If you are really curious about that convenience, you can just bring someone back to the hotel." Zhang Zhen was in his office, his voice was very low, and it felt like he was giving his own child a sex education class, "Don't go to Jiang Yan's house, it's unhygienic, and he himself needs to be checked."
Jiaobai said: "That's really thoughtful."
"This is all Third Brother's idea, including telling those hotels." Zhang Zhen pulled open the blinds and looked down at the night view of West City. The colorful dots of light were all put together by office workers. He said earnestly, "Third Brother's original words were, you can try more at your age, right or wrong is a sign of growth, but don't let your curiosity hurt you, and you must take protective measures."
Jiaobai squinted at the noise and yellow neon lights of the snack street and said, "Okay."
Zhang Zhen waited until the other end hung up before hanging up the phone and returning to a web page.
The title of that webpage is: Will high school students do something crazy after finishing the college entrance examination
Zhang Zhen scanned the netizens' answers and paced around the office. Bai Bai wanted to have a b-bx with Jiang Yan, which revealed two things he cared about.
First, what does Baibai think of Sange. Second, to what extent does Sange like Jiaobai.
Now it seems that
Baibai's feelings for San Ge are not love, and San Ge's love for him is not to the point of...
Zhang Zhen’s steps suddenly stopped. Something was wrong.
Only after getting to this point did he realize the incongruity and all the weirdness.
Zhang Zhen, an old man who had never been in a relationship and was not very thoughtful, could not figure out more things and had no way to analyze and solve the problem on his own. After hesitating for a long time, he finally went to the meeting room in the east.
As a result, as soon as Zhang Zhen walked over, all the executives in the conference room came out and said that the chairman asked them to take a break and the meeting would be suspended for five minutes.
Zhang Zhen glanced at everyone's tired and solemn expressions, swallowed his saliva, and lied to Jiao Bai.
Although the Qi family has not cooperated with the Shen family for nearly ten years, the Shen family still occupies a place in the profit chain. In addition, the Qi family has been standing in the gray area for several generations, and over time, the gray has seeped in. Shen Ji wants to catch the handle of the third brother, but it will take some time to catch it.
The third brother must crush the other party before Shen Ji finds the evidence.
Now both sides are racing against time to see who is faster.
"Azhen, come in." A hoarse voice came from the conference room.
Zhang Zhen walked quickly into the conference room where the air-conditioning was turned down very low, and whispered to the person sitting above him: "Third brother, do you want to make tea again?"
"No need." Qi Yiliao supported the desk with both hands and pressed his temples with his ten fingers. "Throw away the headphones next to the teacup."
After Zhang Zhenjing's reminder, he saw the broken headphones, which were obviously broken by human beings. He couldn't help but think more, did the third brother deliberately call him in to throw away the broken headphones
What is the purpose
Want him to tell Bai Bai
So, was Bai Bai checking into a hotel with Jiang Yan also a test of Third Brother’s reaction
No way
Zhang Zhen felt that it was impossible, but also that it was just like that. I don't know which brother said this.
——Love is a battle.
Zhang Zhen took the broken headphones back to the office. He called his brother to test the waters and said, "Bai Bai, the headphones that Third Brother carried with him are broken."
Jiaobai was dragged by Jiang Yan along a small path, and their destination was Jiang Yan's home. He was absent-minded: "What headphones?"
"These are the headphones that Third Brother uses to listen to your recitation," Zhang Zhen said, "Have you never noticed? He wears them all the time."
Jiaobai accidentally bumped into a telephone pole. He quickly covered Jiang Yan's mouth to prevent him from laughing: "When was the recitation recorded?"
"It happened last year." Zhang Zhen gave a very detailed answer, "At that time, you were still Shen Ji's man, and he left you to stay at Lan Mo Mansion temporarily. I accidentally recorded it. Later in Xi Garden, when you were in a coma, Third Brother's condition was not good. He was not satisfied with the people I found, so I gave him the recording."
Jiao Bai's palms were wet. He warned the fox-like Jiang Yan and continued to ask Zhang Zhen: "Has he been listening?"
Zhang Zhen picked up the photo frame on the table and looked at it: "When you were kidnapped by Qi Zizhi and we went out to sea to look for you, Third Brother kept listening to us, and later..."
"I know." Jiaobai interrupted Zhang Zhen, "Hang up."
Zhang Zhen listened to the beeping sound on the phone, looking puzzled. Why didn't Baibai ask what happened to the headphones
You can't have guessed it, right
Zhang Zhen had never doubted his intelligence like this. He knew nothing about love and had no idea which side he was on. He put down the photo frame and sent a message.
-Baibai, are you okay
Jiaobai replied very quickly, it was a voice message.
"What's the matter? I'm going to Jiang Yan's house for a while. You guys take care of yourselves. I'll go back when I'm done playing here."
Zhang Zhen threw his phone on the table and looked at the photo frame next to him again. It was a photo of him and Bai Bai, with Changning Orphanage in the background.
This photo was taken in March this year.
There is a picture under the photo, a rainbow that he asked Baibai to draw for him.
Just as I remembered, ugly.
Zhang Zhen thought about it, and tenderness appeared in his peach blossom eyes. What are you entangled about? Don't worry about it. The most important thing is to be happy.
No matter what choice Baibai makes, he, as the eldest brother, will support him.
When Zhang Zhen was walking out, Qi Er sent a message.
-Brother Zhen, Bai Shao and Jiang Yan entered the corridor, third floor, 301. The brothers are all on guard, and will rush up immediately if anything happens.
Zhang Zhen replied to him: You are pretty awesome.
Qi Er: Brother Zhen, it’s not that I’m good, it’s that you’re too weak.
Zhang Zhen's face turned black. There was an extra compressed file in the chat box, but he didn't receive it and asked what it was.
Qi Er: b-bx on-site teaching.
"… "
Zhang Zhen found his third brother in the smoking area and reported the key points of the call: "Bai Bai went to Jiang Yan's house and said he would just sit for a while and then leave."
Qi Yiliao had washed his face, his hair and temples were damp, his lips were pale, and he didn't have much of a worldly air. He smoked a cigarette and picked up the leaves of a potted plant with his fingers. The leaves trembled slightly, and the curves and colors were as vivid as ever: "Bring me a new pair of headphones."
Zhang Zhen learned to ask even though he knew the answer: "What about the recording?"
"Put the memory card from the original pair of headphones back in." Qi Yilao said.
Zhang Zhen didn't leave.
"Hmm?" Qi Yiliao uttered a questioning syllable.
Zhang Zhen touched his nose and said seriously: "Third brother, I feel that time passes very slowly. Baibai has just graduated from high school." This is the most mysterious sentence he has said so far. He admires Chen Yiming for his quick mind and good communication skills.
The smoking area quieted down.
The back of Zhang Zhen gradually felt wet.
Suddenly, a laugh sounded from the side. "You are still young, but you are so smart."
"It's not a bad thing, it's quite good." Qi Yiliao crushed a small piece of cigarette on the flowerpot, threw it into the trash can, and turned back to the meeting room.
In the north city, Jiaobai was at Jiang Yan's house. In the old two-room house, it could be seen that there were traces of two people living there.
Jiang Yan didn't want to tell Jiao Bai about the other resident. He took out two cans of ice beer and handed one over, "Honey, you're kidding me."
Jiaobai opened the beer ring and asked, "What are you doing?"
"You said you wanted to give it a try, but you had another plan in mind." Jiang Yan looked at him sadly, "You have such a cruel heart."
Jiaobai turned his head silently and felt a chill on his neck.
A can of cold beer was brought up to him, pressing on the big red and swollen mosquito bites he had scratched. The coolness stopped the itching.
"Even the mosquitoes feel sorry for me and can't stand it so they take revenge on you." Jiang Yan took away the ice beer and rubbed the water marks on Jiaobai's neck with his face.
Jiaobai rolled his eyes at the ceiling.
If not for the fact that his deepest impression of Jiang Yan when he read the comics was that he was the leader among the slutty 0s, who was drugged by Shen Jing, if not for the fact that he had heard about the live performance of Jiang Yan and Shen Ji, if not for the fact that he really didn't like Jiang Yan, if not for... hiss.
Jiaobai grabbed the black head buried in his neck, hooked a few strands of soft long hair between his fingers, and pulled them apart. He turned on the front camera of his phone and looked at the teeth marks on his neck. His face looked a little unhappy: "Don't cause trouble for me."
Jiang Yan's charming eyebrows were full of innocence: "What?"
Jiaobai was too lazy to say more about this matter. While replying to Yu Ling's message, he casually asked Jiang Yan, "How are you doing?"
"Not bad." Jiang Yan pulled Jiao Bai to sit on the old fabric sofa. "I have a few friends in South City who I still keep in touch with. I heard from them that the Shen family and the Qi family fell out because they were fighting for a stunning beauty."
"They are all curious about how stunning the beauty is, and how she can cause such bloodshed in the wealthy families." Jiang Yan smiled charmingly, "I think the beauty is right before our eyes."
Jiaobai originally wanted to send an "ok" emoticon to Yu Ling, but his hands were shaking when he heard Jiang Yan's words, and he pressed the wrong button and sent it instead.
The expression on the side is a heart shape.
It was a huge heart, which the little white rabbit made with his hands. When the heart floated up, there was also the word "mua".
It's just so fucking embarrassing.
Jiaobai quickly withdrew the message and pretended that he had never sent it, but then he felt that this was inappropriate, so he simply explained that he had sent it to the wrong person.
Shanling: Oh.
Jiaobai thought it was done, but he didn't know that Yu Ling's hands were faster and he had taken a screenshot and saved it.
In order to avoid making any more mistakes, Jiaobai simply ignored his phone and focused on Jiang Yan first.
"It's not what's been said." Jiaobai put his mouth to the edge of the beer, and suddenly remembered that he promised the old pervert that he would try to drink less in the future. He took a sip.
"It's not true." Jiang Yan hooked his chin, very unhappy, "My husband is like this, you can't find another one even with a lantern, how can it not be true as the rumor says? Why is he not worth them robbing?"
Jiaobai made a retching expression: "Alright, alright, I'm going to vomit out all the beer I drank."
Jiang Yan smiled and fell on his lap, with her two feet under her red skirt raised up to reach the ceiling light: "When are you going back to West City?"
Jiaobai looked around at the tables, chairs, benches and the like in his field of vision, and his gaze fell on a cross-stitch. It was a picture of a person playing the piano, and the workmanship was very poor, with many mistakes.
But it was mounted with great care and cherishment, using a more exquisite frame.
It seems that the person who embroidered it and the person who framed it were two people.
"In two days." said Jiaobai.
"Going back to college?" Jiang Yan's feet were still reaching for the light, but he couldn't reach it. The hem of her skirt slid down and piled up at her waist. Her two long white legs were covered with thin flesh-colored stockings.
Jiaobai could still vaguely see a little bruise on one of the legs. He leaned back and said, "I haven't filled out my application yet."
"The admission letter has arrived, remember to post it on WeChat Moments." Jiang Yan sat up, leaned against the side, tilted his slender neck, and drank half a can of ice beer in one breath. His chin, neck, and collarbone were all wet, but he didn't care. He stretched his body comfortably, "Jiao Xiaobai, we ordinary people are in the upper class circle. We can open our legs, but we can't do anything else. It's easy to get into trouble."
Jiaobai felt something on his back. He reached back and found a small car from the inside of the sofa. After a pause, he put it back in its place: "I have my own reasons for staying in that circle."
"Anyway, my great benefactor, my most compatible darling, please don't worry." Jiang Yan pinched his face, "I have nothing else except my beauty, I can't help you, alas."
Jiaobai twitched his lips.
Then, they sat together and sank into their own worlds. The small living room filled with daily necessities was filled with the tenderness bestowed by time.
The tenderness given by time is limited, and many troubles in reality still come up. I don't know how long it took, Jiaobai was about to leave, and before he said it, Jiang Yan gave him a farewell hug.
Jiang Yan asked abruptly: "Have you signed the agreement?"
"What?" Jiaobai didn't understand.
"I had an employer who had employed me not long ago. Every time he reached climax, he would call out his brother-in-law's name. Another one cried to me when he was drunk and tired, and called out his mortal enemy while crying." Jiang Yan recounted two clips with relish. "So there has always been a rule in that circle, with a medical report in one hand and an agreement in the other. Even if you are kept for a few days, you have to sign a bunch of agreements to keep your mouth shut."
Jiaobai looked at Jiang Yan's lipstick-coated lips, thinking. He didn't know if he was overthinking, but he felt that there was a deeper meaning in Jiang Yan's words.
So,
If his guess was correct, Jiang Yan would definitely give a hint even if he couldn't say it explicitly.
The wild rice waited quietly.
Waiting for Jiang Yan's kiss, it fell on his eyelids.
"Jiao Xiaobai, this is the most beautiful part of your body. Anyone who looks at you for a long time can see your soul. It's so beautiful." Jiang Yan's smile was as bright as the sun in August. "I can guarantee that people who fall in love with you basically start with you."
“…” Jiaobai wiped his eyelids, leaving a little lip print on his fingertips. He thought there was no more hint, but a whisper was heard in his ear.
Jiang Yan told Jiao Bai - don't panic if you get involved in the disputes of a big family, the kindness you give will become your luck.
Jiaobai jokes about himself, kind-hearted? Does he have it
Tsk.
Of course.
So which part of his kindness was Jiang Yan referring to? Several candidates popped up in Jiaobai's mind, and he roughly eliminated them.
Jiao Bai's thoughts were interrupted by another speculation of his. Could it be that Jiang Yan was involved with some family and stayed with Shen Ji for money, but the butterfly effect of him, an outsider, disrupted his original trajectory
After all, there is a lot of hidden information that is not explained in the comics.
"Do you want to leave later? Brother is here to show you what heaven is." Jiang Yan's fingers played a tune on his back, his finger bones were white and strong.
If someone with a nice voice tries to be provocative, most people won't be able to handle it.
Jiaobai held on. He tucked the hair on Jiang Yan's shoulders behind her ears, raised his lips, and said with a dark and clear look in his eyes: "No need. I won't go to heaven. I'll be fine if I stay in the world."
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. Such an interesting person, so fresh, no wonder those two high-ranking people were tempted and fell in love.
He shook his head. More than that.
After Jiaobai left, Jiang Yan lit a cigarette. He walked to the small balcony where a row of clothes were hung and a bunch of miscellaneous items were piled up. He leaned on the rusty guardrail and looked down.
The people of Qi's family followed Jiaobai away and protected him in all directions.
Jiang Yan watched them leave, then he returned to the living room, found a few small toys and planned to go to a room to coax the mentally retarded kid.
When I was fishing out the car from the sofa, I pulled out a bank card.
The cigarette fell from between his fingers.
Jiang Yan's eyes turned red and he cursed, "Damn it."
When did he put it in there, when he went to the bathroom, or when he finished his beer and went to the kitchen fridge to get a new one
Jiang Yan looked at the handwriting on the card. It was six numbers written with the ballpoint pen under the coffee table.
Jiao Xiaobai, you know that I have nothing except my life.
You are trying to kill me by doing this to me.
Jiang Yan bit the cigarette butt hard, then hurried to the room, took out a large box from under the bed, turned out everything inside, and found a small jade Guanyin with several holes in it.
Soon, the Jade Guanyin was enshrined.
Jiang Yan stood nearby, watched for a while and then took a few puffs of his cigarette. He threw the cigarette butt away, stomped it out, and bowed to Jade Guanyin.
There was a hole burned in her red skirt by cigarette ash, the soles of her high heels were stepping on cigarette butts, her wig was slightly messy, and the lipstick on her lips was smudged, but her posture was pious.
He made a wish.
By this time next year, in the heat of summer, all that bullshit fighting will have died down.
Jiao Xiaobai is studying at university.
And he repaid the money Xiaobai lent him on a monthly basis.
Jiaobai had two cards, one with 10 million and the other with just over 6 million. He left the one with 10 million at Jiang Yan's house.
Doing so does not mean that he is possessed by a Bodhisattva, nor that he is a living Bodhisattva.
Because the Bodhisattva is here to save all living beings, and he cannot save them all. At most, he can just push Jiang Yan forward.
As for why it was Jiang Yan, the reason was simple. Among all the people around him who were on good terms with him, Jiang Yan was the most financially challenged, and he happened to have some spare money, so he decided to help him.
Anyway, he doesn't need money in Lanmo Mansion.
After he finishes his task, he will go to school and work, and have an income.
The remaining six million or so would be enough to keep him going until then, and he didn't want to eat delicacies from land and sea, buy a villa, or drive a supercar.
Jiaobai went back to the hotel with the Yu brothers. He took a shower, changed into cotton pajamas, and sat in front of the TV. While listening to Yu Xiang's complaints, he thought that the situation in South City had been reshuffled last year, and the Shen family was the only dominant family.
However, life is full of unexpected things. This year, the cards will be reshuffled again, and together with two other cities, the game will be even bigger.
What Jiang Yan hinted at was that he knew some reliable inside information, and after the situation was reshuffled, someone who had received my kindness would benefit, Jiaobai thought.
Jiaobai could almost guess who Jiang Yan was referring to. He let Yu Xiang count his hand gongs and couldn't help laughing with his shoulders shaking.
Yu Xiang was a little nervous: "Guagua, what are you laughing at?"
"Funny." Jiaobai couldn't close his mouth.
Yu Xiang didn't understand: "What's so funny?"
"Everything is funny." Jiaobai tapped his forehead, "Don't ask anymore, go to sleep."
Yu Xiang immediately turned off the TV and climbed onto the bed, with the quilt covering his neck, leaving only his little head exposed. He was a very well behaved boy.
Jiaobai was just about to go to bed when the phone rang. He told Yu Xiang to lie down and go to sleep first, then he turned around and went out to answer the phone, walking very quickly.
It's almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and that old pervert Qi Yiliao still called him. It shouldn't be something important.
"Not asleep yet?" Qi Yiliao was still in the office. There were some documents piled on his desk. He closed his dry eyes, and his throat was filled with the bitter taste of nicotine.
Jiaobai sat on the semicircular table in the open kitchen: "It's time to go to bed."
Qi Yiliao asked, "Are you having fun?"
"It's OK." Jiao Bai said, "Third brother, I returned the 'Tianxing'a attachment to Yu Xiang."
Qi Yiliao's tone was full of doubt: "That's a good thing used by the military. If you keep it, it's like having an extra life. Why did you return it?"
I have no way of expressing my pain, but why? I am afraid of melodrama.
The necklace Yu Xiang gave him was like a flag, so he should return it quickly.
Even if he pays it back, it is likely to trigger another wave of drama.
Jiaobai lay on the table, his face rolled twice. He didn't say anything, and there was no sound on the other end of the phone.
When I got tired of lying there and wanted to change my posture, I realized that more than ten or twenty minutes had passed and my phone had become warm.
“… Shit.” Jiaobai knocked his head against the table.
"Hmm?" Qi Yilao's voice was very hoarse and thick. He was like a dozing lion waking up, and his breath was full of majestic charm. "What the hell?"
Jiaobai blurted out: "Myself."
Qi Yiliao laughed softly: "Little kid, you just learned to walk, but you want to fly and challenge yourself to a higher level of difficulty."
Jiaobai's face turned black and red.
"Alone in the room?" There was still a smile in Qi Yiliao's throat.
Jiaobai felt that there was a kind of love in the old pervert's voice, a lazy and sexy feeling of relaxation after sex, so he just made a phone call, and it sounded like he had sex.
"No." Jiao Bai did not hide it. The old pervert would know his actions. "Yu Xiang, stay with me."
Qi Yiliao said kindly, "Then go to bed, have fun, and tell your uncle before you come back."
Jiaobai subconsciously said, "Good night."
Hang up when you're done.
But just before he did that, a voice came into his ears.
"Xiaobai, say it again." Qi Yilao's voice was very low, with a restrained temptation, "Be good, say it again."
The wild rice was very confused: "Good night."
The phone was quiet.
Jiaobai waited for a while and was about to say "hang up", but before he could say anything, he heard Qi Yilao reply.
It’s also those two words - good night.
This time the call was really hung up. Jiaobai threw the phone on the table and leaned back subconsciously, forgetting that he was sitting on a stool.
So he just fell on his back, without any pain on the back of his head.
The carpet is thick.
The wild rice plant lay on the carpet, with its arms spread wide. Tsk, good night is good night, so common, why does it have a sense of ritual, like "I love you".
"QQ"
There was a knock on the door. The person knocked only twice, calmly.
After a moment, there were two more hits.
Friend is online.
The ant's thin legs trembled like a breakdance, which was extremely cool with the silky sheen on its body.
Jiaobai stood up and walked towards the door while admiring the breakdancing. Considering Yu Xiang's time bomb, he opened the door and went out, standing in the corridor with Yu Ling.
"Xiao Xiang wants to go back to West City with you." Yu Ling had just taken a shower. He was wearing a black T-shirt and overalls, and a pair of leather boots on his feet, which made the lines from his shoulders to his waist and legs look very strong and tough.
Jiaobai refused on the spot: "No."
Yu Ling looked at him.
"What a joke, he doesn't understand, and neither do you." Jiaobai said with a straight face, "I'm in the center of the vortex. It's okay for him to stay with me for two days, but if he stays with me for too long, he'll inevitably get into trouble."
"You could have avoided it." Yu Ling said in a deep voice, "Last year, you had a chance to leave."
"Let's talk about the present now." Jiaobai said impatiently.
Yu Ling's throat rolled up and down: "Sorry."
"Don't apologize to me." Jiaobai said, "Just teach your brother a lesson, and I'll thank you."
Jiaobai smelled the scent of soap on Yu Ant's body and said, "If you need to be strict, you should be strict. I have seen a man with a brother complex, and his ending was miserable. If you want to know, I can hold back my sleepiness and tell you about it."
Yu Ling shook his head, his voice getting deeper: "No need, I'll talk to him."
"Anything else?" Jiaobai was sleepy. He had walked a lot during the day, so his calf muscles were a little sore and his soles hurt. Traveling is just a waste of money.
A glance swept over his neck and he paused. The bite marks from Jiang Yan were covered with a Band-Aid.
"Shen Ji is already dealing with Cen Jingmo, and he won't let the Qi family go either." Yu Ling's eyebrows twisted into a "chuan" mark, "There is a high probability that the Qi family will cooperate with the Cen family."
After saying this, he pursed his lips when he saw that the young man was not at all surprised.
The young man is very clever, so there is no need for him.
Jiao Bai asked to confirm: "Is Zhiyi Cen Jingmo's man?"
"He was sent by Cen Jingmo, but," Yu Ling said, "Cen Jingmo hadn't used his chess piece yet, and he escaped on his own."
There is no need to say more about what follows, the meaning is clear.
Cen Jingmo was played.
Jiaobai smacked his lips with a smile: "Then Cen Jingmo will be so angry that he will vomit blood." He was a medicine jar, but it was difficult for him to kill. He was assassinated by the enemy in the end. It was because he was obsessed with Li Jue and distracted and careless.
"Zhiyi is dead." Yu Ling looked at his smiling face.
Jiaobai: "Cen Jingmo knew he was being used, so he killed him?"
"It was Shen Ji's hand. Zhiyi was severely beaten before his death. His blood was released and spilled at his mother's funeral," said Yu Ling.
Wild rice: “…”
What a cheesy revenge ritual.
"Shen Ji wants to avenge his mother, and Zhiyi is the first one." Yu Ling looked at the little swirl on the top of his hair.
Jiaobai, haha, everyone else is wrong, but he is not. In fact, he should be the first one to be killed, he deserves to die the most.
Most of the characters in the melodramatic framework are good at deceiving themselves. "No, I didn't," "It's not me, it's all your fault," "It's you, you deserve to die," "No one can escape," etc., all of which are classic lines.
"Let Yu Xiang stay abroad," Jiao Bai said, "and come back next year." It was a turbulent summer, and the situation was in turmoil. It would be basically settled next year. By then, he should have completed all his tasks.
Jiaobai walked towards the door, his wrist was grabbed, and he glanced at her.
Yu Ling retreated immediately. He put his hand in the pocket of his work pants and rubbed it.
Jiaobai didn't move. He stood there, watching the ants lying on the ground and rolling around.
Yu Ling's activity towards him is mixed with his favorability. If it breaks 50, it doesn't mean that he wants him to say "I like you", right
That definitely won't be the case.
This is not melodramatic and does not conform to the essence of this comic world.
Should we do the opposite and ask him to say: I don’t like you
It is possible.
As long as he refuses Yu Ling's request and Yu Ling's activity level really increases as he thinks, it will be a dog-blood thing.
But the problem is, Yu Ling hasn't even officially confessed yet. It's a bit damn embarrassing for him to do this first.
Jiaobai looked at what was on the wall. Yu Ling's liking for him started with his photoshopped photos. In order to take him away from Shen Er'an, he spent time investigating him and got to know his real photos and information. Then he kidnapped him and kept in touch with him for a few days. That was the procedure.
"Yu Ling, Erduo always tells me that you are interested in me." Jiaobai said casually, "Is it a misunderstanding?"
Yu Ling's facial muscles suddenly tensed up, his dark and determined eyes turned away, his head tilted to one side, his ears turned red, and his breathing stopped.
This reaction has already given the answer.
Jiaobai walked over, and Yu Ling unconsciously lowered his head, pretending to listen, with his cheek still tilted, not looking at him.
"Let me be clear. Last year you kidnapped me, which led to your brother drugging me and making me soak in cold water for several hours. You saved me, massaged my coccyx injury, fed me blood, and took me to another place to hide until the right time to return to South City. We were intercepted by the Cen family halfway, which prompted you to work for the Cen family. Later, your brother helped me several times, and the attachment of 'Tianxing'a led to my discovery. The grudges can be offset and are over. We are friends now. I admire your abilities and am optimistic about your future, but you are not the type I would consider." Jiaobai's gaze swept from the centipede on Yu Ling's forearm, all the way up, and stopped on his sharp and strong jaw.
The corridor was silent.
The luxurious crystal chandelier cast its light between the pale and sickly figures and the strong and brave ones, illuminating the gap between their two worlds.
After about two or three minutes, Yu Ling's lips moved and he said hoarsely, "It's okay."
The ant was crying, and its thin little legs kept wiping away tears.
Activity level increased to 42.5.
Jiaobai smiled, waved his hand and went back to his room. Yu Ling's increased activity level was a sign that the person I liked was not interested in me. He said directly that he would not play with me. His values were very positive. I liked him even more.
Then maybe it will be: I like the me who likes the person I like.
Jiaobai's eyes have seen too many melodramatic love stories.
——Each of them is a half-life practice, and in the end it leads to self-touching.
Two days later, Jiaobai returned to Lanmo Mansion in Xicheng. What greeted him was the freshly released college entrance examination results. The score was not much different from what he expected. He only had to wait for the admission letter from the Medical University.
Jiaobai doesn't worry about the changes in the business world. There is no content in the comics about Shen Ji stepping down from his position. It is simply omitted. He has become a citizen of this world and doesn't want to know those details.
But Zhang Zhen told him that according to investigation, Li Jue had signed a 30-year contract with "Diya".
And "Deye" is owned by Shen's company.
Li Jue's plot was off-kilter, and Jiao Bai had a feeling that he was just taking a detour and would eventually return to his original path. Li Jue was definitely waiting for him to have a bloody plot, and it was unknown how sticky it would be.
Shen Ji might also add some firewood or some seasoning.
Jiaobai was very passive when facing Li Jue. He didn't go anywhere and just stayed in Lanmo Mansion.
One evening, Jiaobai went to stroll in the front yard. It was bare, the remains of precious flowers and plants had all been cleared away, and there were several houses in Qinxin Garden.
We sowed in spring and autumn, and it is only hot summer now.
Jiaobai sat on a very ornamental stone. His butt felt a little hot, but he did not move away. Instead, he savored the long-lost feeling of being baked by the sun.
After half a year of medicinal bathing, Zizania latifolia's dermatitis has improved a lot. Except for summer, he doesn't have to worry too much in other seasons.
"Mr. Bai, would you like some watermelon?" Qi Er came over and asked.
"Give me a piece." Jiaobai was greedy.
Qi Er gave him the piece that showed the best knife skills, and went to eat watermelon with his brothers.
Lanmo Mansion is so large that it has everything, even its own watermelons.
I had just taken a few bites of a piece of watermelon when Qi Yilao came back.
"Third brother, you got off work so early today?" Jiaobai didn't stand up and called him in surprise.
These days Qi Yiliao either didn't come back or he was asleep in the late night, so they had almost no contact.
It's not that I suddenly feel strange, it's just that I have an indescribable feeling.
Jiaobai has been looking at him.
Qi Yilao walked closer, Jiaobai noticed that he didn't look right, and immediately stood up with the unfinished watermelon in his hand and went to greet him: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhang Zhen at the back said, "He's had a fever for several days, but Third Brother won't listen to my advice..."
Qi Yilao waved his hand. Zhang Zhen shut his mouth.
Jiaobai and Zhang Zhen looked at each other and said in a low voice: Why didn’t you tell me
Zhang Zhen was wronged, and his third brother wouldn't let him go, so what could he do
The doctor came quickly and gave Qi Yiliao an IV. He did not leave but stayed at Lan Mo's mansion for easier observation.
Qi Yiliao's bedroom was on the fifth floor, and Jiaobai came in for the first time.
It’s really the first time.
The color tone is not black walls and white furniture like the second basement floor, but a common combination of cool and light colors.
Jiaobai glanced around and found that he and Qi Yiliao were the only ones left in the bedroom. He didn't even know when Zhang Zhen left.
It's so quiet in the bedroom.
"Third brother, lie down and have a rest. I'm going out." Jiaobai looked at Qi Yiliao from a distance, as well as the white cat, whose physical condition was completely opposite to his, and who looked particularly energetic, even excited.
"Come here." Qi Yiliao raised his hand which was receiving an IV drip.
Jiaobai walked to the bedside.
The cat stared at him with its golden eyes and stretched its furry head forward.
Like trying to rub against him.
The cat's owner said: "Eating a watermelon can get it on your clothes."
Jiaobai subconsciously retorted: "I didn't notice it when I ran to your place."
The four looked at each other, and no one looked away.
Generally evenly matched.
Qi Yiliao pointed to the bedside table on the left and said, "Take the things in the scriptures."
Jiaobai opened the sutra without knowing why, and what caught his eye was... a Buddha amulet.
The amulet was tied with a rope and placed in a small translucent box made of special material.
"For tracking and positioning." Qi Yiliao had a dark shadow under his eyes. He frowned and said in a light tone, "It's not as good as Tianxing A."
Jiaobai said in a daze: "Very good."
"Should I wear it?" He asked an idiotic question, "Where should I wear it?"
"On the neck." Qi Yiliao glanced at him, "Isn't it empty?"
Wild rice: “…”
The bedroom became quiet again. Qi Yiliao's breathing became longer and longer.
Jiaobai leaned against the wooden pillar at the end of the bed, and his nostrils were filled with the moist scent of agarwood, which came from the Buddha amulet.
This is the smell of Qi Yiliao, which is very appropriate for the ancient castle of Lanmo Mansion.
Jiaobai's fingers were wrapped around the thin rope and he touched the amulet with his fingertips. He got excited and bent over, leaning closer to smell it.
On the bed, Qi Yiliao just opened his tired and red eyes: "..."
He closed his eyes.