Qi Yiliao is suffering from Alzheimer's disease, ah, right, right, right
Jiaobai ate a piece of bean skin with gnashing teeth. These old men were all sick, so he must stay away from them as soon as possible.
The next moment, Jiaobai was deflated. He couldn't leave. He had to increase his activity level to 50 before he could view his friends' profile. By then, he didn't know what strange things were waiting for him.
Jiaobai finished a vegetarian meal with a heart attack. Thinking that the original owner's ID card was still with the old lady, he was furious. Qi Yiliao saw him in this state.
Wild rice: “…”
Qi Yiliao walked over with a calm and steady pace, holding a lollipop given to him by some child.
He is not as cold and sharp as Shen Ji, who keeps strangers away. There is almost no strong and aggressive edge in his aura. When he smiles, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes are filled with gentle and mature charm, which attracts men, women, young and old.
Jiaobai turned around and left. He knew that Qi was not suffering from Alzheimer's disease, but just treated him like a nobody, so naturally he couldn't remember his name.
The young man's figure was like an autumn breeze, dull and swift. Qi Yiliao's smile remained unchanged. He turned around and gave the lollipop to the little girl who had followed him all the way.
"Here, is it for me?" The little girl blushed. She held the lollipop to her heart and walked away dizzy.
Qi Yiliao shook his head: "You are still at the age of dreaming."
Shen Ji, who was walking over, didn't agree, but just said, "A few more drinks tonight?"
"No, I have too many things to do." Qi Yiliao took the cigarette from Shen Jidi and said, "Next time you go to Xicheng, we'll meet again."
Shen Ji did not try to persuade him to stay. He asked casually, "Where is Xiao Zhang? Didn't he come with you?"
Qi Yiliao twisted his cigarette butt and said, "I'm off to do some work."
"It seems that I can't spar with that kid this time." Shen Ji's cold brows showed a little more tenderness. When the boss said goodbye to him from afar, he returned to his usual stern demeanor.
Qi Yilao waited for Shen Ji to send off a few guests, then said, "Old Shen, I heard from the old lady that the wedding will be on the eve of the Chinese New Year this year."
Shen Ji's expression suddenly turned ugly: "Are you a lobbyist?"
Qi Yiliao laughed: "It's been such a long time, why are you still reacting so strongly? It's just a registration, not a wedding."
Shen Ji was very annoyed by this matter and was too lazy to talk about it: "It's not that simple."
"I think it's not as complicated as you think." Qi Yiliao said, "The outside world doesn't know that the old lady chose her daughter-in-law based on fortune-telling. This rumor won't leak out. Your life after marriage will go on as usual. Home and outside are two different things and have nothing to do with each other."
Shen Ji's mind was slightly relieved.
"Besides, your agreement to marry does not mean that you succumb to the so-called fate. You do that out of filial piety, and filial piety is the most important virtue." Qi Yilao held the unlit cigarette in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly drew his sword as if he was holding a roundtable meeting, and struck the sword to the throat.
The corners of Shen Ji's lips twitched slightly: "What conditions did the old lady give you?"
Qi Yiliao smiled elegantly: "Handwritten copy."
Shen Ji: "What?"
"Buddhist scriptures."
Shen Ji: “…”
"You sold me out for a Buddhist scripture." Shen Ji loosened his tie, unbuttoned his cufflinks, and patted his friend's shoulder a few times. He was not angry, but his tone was teasing.
With his experience and status, there are only a handful of people who dare to joke with him in a casual manner.
Qi Yiliao did not continue the topic. He was not interested in who Old Shen chose or how he chose. He just looked at the thin figure beside the ginkgo tree not far away and said abruptly: "The cold is healed, and the throat is better too. The voice sounds good."
Shen Ji also looked over. The figure was inconspicuous, much like a garbage bag on the roadside: "I'll send it to you later."
Qi Yiliao smiled and said, "The old lady asked you to send him back to Qinxin Garden, not to my bed."
Shen Ji snorted with amusement and disdain.
"Aliao, that guy... the child who served me last night," Shen Ji raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to use him again?" The implication is that I was quite satisfied with him last night, shouldn't you give him to me
Qi Yiliao lowered his head, half holding his hand to block the wind, and flicked the dark grey lighter with the other hand. He tilted his head back slightly, took a puff of the cigarette nonchalantly, and slowly exhaled: "Maybe later."
Shen Ji didn't ask why: "Okay."
Two men who have known each other for many years, with a few years difference in age and who can change the business situation with a stomp of their feet, chat and laugh side by side. Their friendship represents the relationship between the two families.
Nan Shen and Xi Qi will never be opposites.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, a car drove out of the old house and headed towards Qinxin Garden.
Jiaobai, who was sitting in the back seat, was wrapped in a long coat. He leaned against the side of the car, struggling to keep his eyelids open which were drooping and wrinkled due to sleepiness, and breathed in the fresh air while enjoying the breeze.
The old house is on the mountainside. The scenery of this road has appeared in comics, and each time it is from Li Jue's perspective. When Jiao Bai came in to see it himself, he found that the scenery along the way was even more beautiful than in the paintings, and he immediately felt less sleepy.
But someone made him uncomfortable.
"Close the window."
As Shen Ji finished speaking, all the windows in the car rolled up.
Then Shen Ji said again: "Stop for a moment."
Jiaobai instantly had a bad feeling. Before he could say anything, he was kicked by the old man, who said two cold words: "Get out of the car."
"..." Jiaobai felt as if there was a hair stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out. He was going crazy. He couldn't get out of the car, no matter what, otherwise the first step of the plan would fail.
The air pressure in the cramped space was at rock bottom. The driver wisely raised the baffle.
In the dim light, Jiao Bai leaned back in his chair, tilted his head and looked at Shen Ji's stern profile. The Shen family members didn't dare to act unruly in front of him. They were timid and spoke in a low voice.
Little Hot Pepper Jiang Yan was afraid of him, Qi Shuang was afraid of him, and the original owner was also afraid of him.
Everyone who has followed Shen Ji is afraid of him.
He has a cold face all day long, and he looks arrogant even when he is at his climax.
Fans of this comic commented that Shen Ji-Diao is cold.
"Sir, there is still a long winding road from here to the downhill." Jiaobai pulled down his mask and said seriously.
Shen Ji was indifferent and ruthless: "No legs?"
Jiaobai raised his thin chin and grinned: "My old injury has relapsed. I can't walk."
No need to use any title.
Shen Ji discovered something and pinched Jiaobai's cheek and moved closer.
He usually keeps his head down when talking, and his mouth moves only slightly, making him look very dull. It turns out he has two canine teeth, which are so sharp.
Just as Jiao Bai was about to explode, he inadvertently saw a scratch on Shen Ji's neck. Judging from the color, it was fresh, so it could only be done by Jiang Yan. No wonder he went to the hospital this morning. He must have been on the verge of death last night.
After all, Old Dog Shen would not allow his lover to touch him when they were having sex. He was in absolute control of both public and private affairs. It was impossible for him to pretend nothing had happened after being left with traces by Jiang Yan.
Shen Ji's fingertips touched the young man's shiny fangs.
Jiaobai's mouth was forced to grow wider, and more and more saliva was secreted, which wanted to flow down. His face was pinched very painfully, and the fingers against his fangs had begun to rub it.
This old guy wouldn't want to pull out his fangs, would he? Jiaobai endured the pain in his cheek and forced his teeth closed.
He bit the soft flesh inside his mouth and also bit the old man's index finger.
Jiaobai screamed in pain and spat out Shen Ji's finger, covering his mouth and crying. A large piece of his soft flesh was bitten by him and he was in so much pain.
The cell phone rang. Shen Ji wiped the dirty saliva on his hands on Jiao Bai's clothes. Without thinking about his unreasonable behavior just now, he answered the phone and said coldly, "Who is this?"
"Excuse me, are you the parent of Shen Er'an? I am his class teacher..."
Jiao Bai only heard the word "parents" and knew it was a call from the school, which surprised him. According to the relationship between the Shen family and his son, shouldn't the parent contact information column be the housekeeper or the old lady? Why was it Shen Ji? Did he know what grade his son was in
When the pain in his mouth subsided, Jiaobai pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the phone call. Shen Eran was a standard top in campus-themed movies: tall, good-looking, with good grades, but introverted, lonely, and quiet.
That was him when he was young.
His temperament changes drastically when he grows up.
The茭白 was attacked by a gust of cold air and half of its body was frozen.
"Okay," Shen Ji said calmly while talking on the phone, "Very good." He even smiled faintly, "Teacher, please do as you like."
The call ended and there was dead silence in the car.
A few seconds later, the phone was thrown out with great force and hit the car window, making a loud noise like the collapse of the sky and the earth.
In fact, the sky did not collapse, the ground did not crack, the car window did not shatter into a spider web, and the mobile phone lay quietly in the corner, intact.
It's unbelievable, the quality of this car's glass is really good, and the phone is not bad either.
"Go to No. 3 Middle School." Shen Ji took off his suit jacket and threw it aside.
The car started up again.
Only then did Jiaobai realize that the driver had been in the car the whole time. He couldn't help but admire him very much. He was a truly capable man. It was obvious that he had experienced many storms and was still calm in the face of difficulties.
The driver changed the navigation, and the car turned smoothly on the mountain road. Jiaobai stayed away from the gloomy Shen Ji, not knowing what Shen Eran had done, and was afraid that he would be in trouble.
It doesn't matter.
Jiao Bai was startled. Now they had to change the route, and he had to inform Qi Shuang quickly.
Just as Jiaobai reached for his phone in his pocket, Shen Ji's voice rang in his ears: "Go back to Qinxin Garden."
“…” The old man changes every moment.
Jiaobai took his hand out.
Shen Ji noticed that the person beside him suddenly relaxed a lot, as if his collar had been taken off by his master. He was so relaxed that he was almost wagging his tail and running wild. He pointed his finger at the cigarette holder and said, "Come here."
Water chestnut has squinting eyes.
Shen Ji: "Light me a cigarette."
The茭白 doesn't move at all. I want to light you up and send you to heaven.
Shen Ji's eyes were dark and bottomless: "You've been pretending for two years, why are you suddenly stopping?"
Jiaobai rolled his eyes and gave a fake smile: "Haha."
As Shen Ji's anger surged up, it was suppressed by his rationality. He thought that this was not in line with his outlook on life and style of doing things. It was a ridiculous thing to be emotionally affected by a thing. It would make people laugh if he talked about it.
When Jiaobai saw that Shen Ji no longer ordered him around, he closed his eyes. What he was best at was waiting, which he had learned from his training in the confrontations with his aunt.
The first element of success is patience.
Smoke was floating in the car. Shen Ji rubbed his temples and smoked one cigarette after another. After a while, he became busy and received continuous phone calls.
When the car was hit and the accident happened, Shen Ji ignored the driver's shouting. The first thing he noticed was the innocent and calm look that the puppy that the old lady had penned for him gave him.
At that moment, Shen Ji seemed to feel the first handful of snow in winter falling on his heart. It was not very cold, but it was sudden and caught him off guard.
After that, Shen Ji fell into darkness.