Zhang Zhen saw his third brother carrying Bai Bai into the house. He coughed twice, picked up the wheelchair and followed him. They were a little distance apart.
On the day Bai Bai was discharged from the hospital, he talked to Yu Ling on the phone. Zhang Zhen was right next to him. He heard Bai Bai reject Yu Ling, and even rejected him for the second time and emphasized it.
It can be seen that Bai Bai's view on love is very clear and not at all turbid.
If you don't like something, you should express your attitude. That is the greatest respect you can give to the other person.
As for ambiguity,
That is based on liking.
That hazy thread must be tied between the fingers of two people who love each other.
Otherwise it can't be fastened.
Zhang Zhen and Baibai, who was lying on his third brother's shoulder, looked at each other. He didn't stare at him, but glanced at him casually. After looking at each other, he raised his eyelids and looked up to avoid making his brother shy.
But he was obviously overthinking it.
His younger brother also looked up at the sky with him, and when he saw nothing, he lay back down. His head wrapped in a woolen hat tilted, and the big fur ball on the hat rubbed against his third brother's earlobe.
Zhang Zhen remembered that when it came to how to get along with Baibai, his third brother told him that he should give Baibai whatever he wanted.
The third brother knew what Baibai was pursuing.
Although Zhang Zhen sometimes doesn't understand Bai Bai's thoughts and can't touch his world, sometimes close and sometimes far away, but no matter what, this can be considered as keeping the benefits within the family.
Zhang Zhen doesn't ask for anything.
I just hope that my third brother takes good care of himself, and that I can watch him complete his studies and see his dream come true.
"The love between smart people is a gamble, but also a tango. It's a evenly matched back and forth, with sparks flying everywhere and full of excitement." Qi Er grabbed the shovel stuck in the snow and pretended to be cool with a little shyness.
Zhang Zhen took two steps back and stood beside him: "Where did you hear that?"
"The chicken soup literature pushed to me by WeChat." Qi Er rubbed his rough palms on the shovel twice and laughed. Zhang Zhen: "… "
"Brother Zhen, I think you don't need to worry too much about this matter. Fate is something that no one can stop if it wants to go, and no one can drive it away if it wants to stay. They are not in a hurry, so let's not be anxious for them." Qi Er sighed. His eldest brother was a beauty who was not even thirty years old. He was famous for his beauty in Xicheng. Some people even spent a lot of money just to be punched by him. But now he is like an old man, frowning all day long. The word "Chuan" between his eyebrows looks like it was carved, bitter and sad.
Zhang Zhen snorted: "He is not your brother."
"So you want to break up the couple?" Qi Er bumped into his shoulder.
Zhang Zhenxin said, I am building a nest for the mandarin ducks.
"I'm going to shovel the snow." Qi Er took the shovel and swung it twice to shake off the remaining snow. He saw the eldest brother carrying the wheelchair and walking towards Grandpa Qi with big steps, and hurriedly called out, "Brother Zhen, isn't it too inconvenient for you to go over now..."
Before the word "suitable" could even escape the wind, his boss had already stopped Mr. Qi.
Wow, Qi Er took a breath, his brother-in-law is really confident.
"Third brother, Baibai is wearing too many clothes and his down jacket is too puffy, so it's hard to hold him. Let's put him down." Zhang, the old father, put the wheelchair on the ground with his pillow.
A traditional parent who doesn't know what it means to hug and kiss before marriage. Where is the certificate? Take out the certificate. It's up to you.
Qi Yilao and Zhang Zhen looked at each other, and he frowned: "Xiaobai."
Jiaobai was sweating all over, his clothes were wet, and he was hugged by Qi Yiliao. The moment he was hugged, his pores opened as if an electric arc was passed through him, and his hands and feet felt a little numb.
After a brief tinnitus, Jiaobai wanted to get off, but he was exhausted and had no strength. The force and amplitude of his struggle seemed like tickling, and also like fucking flirting.
The key point is that his legs were not raised up but hanging down, and his knees would hit the metal railings again and again as Qi Yiliao walked.
The small key on the keychain in his pocket seemed to heat up automatically and burned him.
Qi Yiliao's steps were steady and his breathing did not change.
The cat meows at the wild rice.
Jiaobai simply lay on Qi Yilao's shoulders, spread his legs a little, raised them up, and hung on him, not moving.
Winter clothes are thick, and Jiaobai wore the thickest of them all, wrapped from head to toe, so that his limbs could not rub against each other. He came out of his self-steaming state and slowly relaxed.
At this moment, Jiao Bai was thinking about Qi Shuang's death and Liang Dong's revenge. He was immersed in his own world and did not hear what Zhang Zhen and Qi Yilao said.
"You can even get distracted in my arms." Qi Yiliao put one hand on the young man's waist, and put the other hand on his down jacket, moving up along the blurred line of his spine, and his fingertips lifted the scarves around his head and reached in. The fingertips twisted the warm back of his neck.
The skin of the wild rice stem that was pinched was covered with bumps. He leaned back, his head moved away from Qi Yiliao's shoulder, and asked through the mask: "What are you doing?"
"Do you want your uncle to hold you or you to sit in a wheelchair?" Qi Yiliao looked down at the young man, his forehead hair touching his woolen hat.
Jiaobai looked back at the cold wheelchair, and then at the hall not far away. The heater inside was calling him, so he made the wisest and most comfortable choice: "I'm too lazy to get down. I'll sit in the wheelchair after I get into the house."
Small snowflakes floated down, flying and flying, and landed on the dark purple hat of the茭白.
It's going to snow again.
Zhang Zhen pulled the wheelchair away, and Qi Yilao continued to walk forward holding the茭白.
On the eve of last year's Chinese New Year, Jiaobai was in the cargo hold of the ship. It was pitch black all around, and the ground was shaking and bumpy underfoot. The air was filled with the smell of the sea and his vomit.
Qi Zizhi stripped him of his down jacket, cut his sweater with a knife, put the blade against his neck, and pressed him against the cargo box, driving him crazy.
Li Jue wakes up at the climax of the melodrama, crying and shouting in helplessness and confusion in three consecutive shots.
On this day this year, Jiaobai was treated to an hour-long medicinal bath by a rehabilitation therapist, who also massaged and tapped his entire body. He lay on the massage bed with his feet curled up in comfort.
Jiaobai put on his bathrobe and lay down to browse the Medical University Forum. He could not leave messages and could only read a few comments.
Because you need to register and authenticate.
If you register, the account number is your student ID. He has taken a leave of absence and did not report.
Jiaobai felt about the daily life of medical students in the forum, which can basically be summed up in six words: carrying, carrying, carrying, crying, crying, crying.
The posts were dripping wet.
Jiaobai is fearless. He regards being a doctor as his dream. He doesn't have any goal of saving lives, but he just likes white coats and is interested in clinical work.
To put it in a more beautiful way, I like to witness the struggle of tiny lives with fate.
"Bai Bai!" Zhang Zhen came in with his cell phone. He was video chatting with the director of Changning Orphanage.
The dean thanked Zhang Zhen for donating another batch of supplies and also wanted to meet his childhood playmate.
The茭白 showed up and wished the dean a happy new year in advance.
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year." The dean wore reading glasses and held in his hand a group photo that was taken a few days ago due to the construction of the house.
She looked at the wild rice, then at the fat boy in the photo holding Zhang's legs, and after a while she said kindly, "The eyes haven't changed, they're still puppy eyes, so cute."
Wild rice: “…”
The dean said that the playmate that Zhang Zhen lost and found most was the original owner, Wang Chuqiu, not Jiaobai. He had no memories of that period, and they could not share any of their childhood years.
Jiaobai's emotional recognition of Zhang Zhen came from his own experience.
Of course, the care and protection that Zhang Zhen gave him after he regained his lost memories all originated from that "life and death dependence" in their childhood.
According to Zhang Zhen, he was young and ignorant in his teens at that time, and he wanted to escape from the orphanage and fly to the big world. As a result, he was injured and had a hole in his stomach. His friends did not run away in fear, but stayed with him, guarded him, and covered his wound.
Jiaobai has benefited from the original owner's influence and cannot tell the truth.
A lonely soul from another world possesses a body and is about to enter the research institute.
Zhang Zhen squatted beside the bed and had a video chat with the dean. At this time, he was like a big boy, and his every smile and movement hid his nervous anxiety. He said he would go to the orphanage to get the photos, and asked about the number of children and asked to bring New Year gifts when he went.
Jiaobai would smile at Zhang Zhen when he looked at her.
Bro, your brother is gone and I am continuing his life. Let’s just make do with each other, okay
It has to succeed even if it doesn't work.
I was tied to him.
Jiaobai lay on Zhang Zhen's back and was picked up by him, carried out through the long and winding corridor, through the warm air flow, and placed on the bed in the bedroom.
"You take a nap first. I'll call you when the kid from the Liang family arrives." Zhang Zhen covered Jiaobai with a quilt.
Jiaobai yawned, thinking that he didn't know what to eat for the New Year's Eve dinner. By then, the house would be in a mess and he wouldn't be able to sleep well.
However, he soon fell asleep and slept soundly.
Every household was either having New Year's Eve dinner or preparing to have it. Liang Dong was brought to Lan Mo Mansion.
At that time, Jiao Bai was watching the Qi family bodyguards moving fireworks. They were so excited that they huddled together and counted the fireworks, each of them like a three-year-old child.
Lan Mo Mansion didn't have this kind of thing in previous years, but this is the first time.
Not only fireworks, Lanmo Mansion also prepared Spring Festival couplets! Wait until the 30th to post them!
How festive this is.
The Chinese New Year should be so festive. Thanks to Mr. Bai for bringing them a decent Chinese New Year atmosphere.
The good mood Jiaobai felt from the big guys was all driven away by Liang Dong's appearance. He got up a little from the recliner and said, "Here you come."
Liang Dong had just been discharged from the hospital. He was wearing a cotton coat, jeans and a pair of sneakers. He had a scar on the bridge of his nose. He was very thin, and his sunken cheeks were yellow.
He was different from the time he was in Xiyuan last year. At that time, he had lost all his loved ones, and he was dirty and haggard, with neurasthenia, dull eyes, and a white world. Now he was like a ball of fire, his soul was burning.
That spark is hatred.
"Please sit down, we will talk while eating." Jiaobai called Liang Dong.
Liang Dong didn't move.
Last year his hair was only a little gray, this year it is almost completely white, he is not even 20 years old yet, but he has already gone through mountains of swords and seas of fire that many people will never encounter in their lifetime.
"Didn't you say last year that I would help you reopen the case, and that you would repay me when you got out? You can't even have a meal with me?" Jiaobai pressed the armrest of the recliner and stood up little by little.
Liang Dong's Adam's apple slipped and he went over to support him.
Jiaobai suggested eating, and brought up the promise Liang Dong made last year, thinking that Liang Dong was like an evil sword that had opened its mind and would not stop until it was stained with blood. Jiaobai wanted him to eat some food and get some life.
The New Year’s Eve dinner is in the main hall. The dining table is very large and eating Chinese food has become a ritual like eating Western food.
Liang Dong was in high spirits. He called Qi Yilao "Mr. Qi" and Zhang Zhen "Brother Zhen", showing all the necessary courtesy.
"Xiao Liang, just be casual. There's no need to be so reserved." Qi Yilao said casually.
Liang Dong suddenly stood up with the red wine in front of him, toasting the Qi family's master and servants, and the new master of the Qi family: "Thank you."
Zhang Zhen was able to help with the reopening of the case because of Jiao Bai, and he must have reported it to his master, and only after getting permission could any follow-up be done.
Liang Dong knew it all, and he drank the red wine in one gulp.
Zhang Zhen drank the glass of wine. Qi Yilao was serving small glutinous rice balls, showing no sign of responding. Jiaobai glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and he picked up his own glass and took a sip.
"It was my idea to lock you up. I asked my third brother to send someone to stop you from going to the banquet." Jiao Bai looked at Liang Dong across the table full of aromas. "That night's banquet was a full-scale commercial event. All the business celebrities in the country went there to congratulate the Shen family for overcoming difficulties and welcoming a new owner. It was not appropriate to cause embarrassment."
Liang Dong sat under the lamp with a stiff expression: "I understand."
Jiaobai laughed silently. He could guess why Liang Dong wanted to take revenge at the banquet.
The mastermind behind the borrowed knife murder has been found, but the law cannot punish him, so we have to do it ourselves.
Well, timing is important.
Liang Dong is a vagrant who has been removed from the circle of rich young men, has no power or influence, is the brother of a murderer, and does not even have a high school diploma. How can he get in touch with the upper class and make a move smoothly? It's too difficult.
The bigger the banquet, the more costumers there are. Kitchen staff and cleaners are good ways to get in. As a low-level person, the easiest people to get in touch with are low-level people.
It may not succeed, but it is not impossible.
When Liang Dong did that, he didn't think about a way out. He didn't need to. He just wanted to kill his enemies with his own hands.
Jiaobai's interference ruined his plan, so how could he not feel blamed
"How are your legs..."
Jiaobai heard Liang Dong's voice, looked up and said, "I was locked up in a small dark room and beaten. I am recovering."
Liang Dong's breathing became heavier: "Who did it?"
"A stray dog." Jiaobai was too lazy to continue, "Eat glutinous rice balls."
"What kind of filling do you want?" He smiled, "Put the bowl on the turntable and I'll make it for you."
Liang Dong said "ah" and put the bowl on the turntable: "Whatever, I'm fine with it."
Jiaobai turned the turntable and moved Liang Dong's bowl to his side. He leaned forward, resting his chest on the edge of the table, stretched out his arm to take the spoon, and put the glutinous rice balls into Liang Dong's bowl.
They are all white skin and you can’t tell what the filling is.
Jiao Bai filled a bowl of glutinous rice balls for Liang Dong and helped Zhang Zhen. He thought he was done, but unexpectedly Qi Yiliao put the empty bowl over. He didn't know when he finished eating the glutinous rice balls he had served.
So the茭白 gave it to Qi again. He was a half-disabled person, but he was really virtuous.
Bullshit.
Jiaobai threw away the public spoon, and he picked up his own small spoon to scoop out the glutinous rice balls to eat. It was so hot that he burst into tears.
There was a tissue in front of me, and a voice said, "Spit it out."
Swallow the wild rice.
Without waiting for Qi Yilao to lecture him, Jiaobai took the tissue and wiped his eyes, saying, "If you get burned, the correct way is to spit the food in your mouth onto the paper." He pointed at Zhang Zhen and Liang Dong who were looking over and said, "Don't follow my example."
After that, he smiled at Qi Yiliao and said, "Third brother, you can't eat the glutinous rice balls while they are hot. You have to let them sit for a while."
"But you can't leave it for too long, or it will get mushy." The wild rice smacked its lips and licked the roof of its mouth with its red tongue. "You have to be careful about this. Don't be impulsive even in the smallest matters."
Liang Dong opposite was eating glutinous rice balls with his head down, not feeling the heat. One after another, blisters appeared in his mouth and his throat was burning.
Jiaobai is not a vindictive person. He will retaliate against anyone who glares at him, but he is far from being a goody-goody who helps everyone. His first contact with Liang Dong was at "Di Ye", when Liang Dong was a typical bad boy.
In No. 3 Middle School, Liang Dong often humiliated him verbally and also made trouble for him and laughed at him, but their relationship was just like that, and he would not stand up for the other party or stand up for the injustice.
At that time in Xiyuan, Liang Dong begged him and bowed to him for a long time, long enough that he felt that the unhappiness from the past could be forgotten, and then he asked Zhang Zhen for help.
There is another reason why Jiaobai would help Liang Dong. He saw in Liang Dong... the former self who lost his parents.
It's not sympathy or pity, but an abnormal kind of empathy.
As for a few months ago, Jiao Bai was in a very bad state after waking up, but he insisted on writing on Qi Yilao's palm, trying to stop Liang Dong from going to the banquet. He wanted to see if he could prevent that bloody incident from happening.
After eating the rice dumplings, he ate some Su Su Bing. He didn’t really want to eat the main course because he was afraid of indigestion tonight.
The four of them sat very far apart, so they had to be careful when speaking and not to slur their words, otherwise it would be hard to hear them clearly. The atmosphere was far from lively and festive.
A plate of beef was passed to Jiaobai, and he glanced at his Qi Yiliao.
Okay, I'll have some.
While Jiaobai was eating beef, Liang Dong had already started talking to himself. He said that after searching for several months, he finally found Lao Pan's hiding place, in the drug dealer's lair.
In order to get close to Lao Pan, Liang Dong sneaked in.
The movement of Jiaobai biting the beef slowed down. How did he get in? He raised his head and his eyes fell on Liang Dong's heavy eye bags.
Just when Jiao Bai was about to interrupt Liang Dong, Qi Er hurried in to report: "Master Qi, Mr. Shen is here."
Liang Dong's voice of talking to himself stopped instantly.
Shen Er'an did not come alone, he was accompanied by his military advisor, Tan Jun.
If the Shen family was a country, Shen Eran would be the new emperor.
Tan Jun was a founding father who had great achievements and prestige in this new dynasty, and he was also an absolutely loyal minister.
In the comics, Tan Jun never betrayed Shen Er'an, and he worked for Shen Er'an until his death.
Fans of "Broken Wings" also regard him as Shen Er'an's father.
Jiao Bai observed the reactions of the three people at the table. Qi Yiliao behaved like an elder. He did not stand up to greet him, but just sat on the chair and nodded. Zhang Zhen was full of surprise, and Liang Dong was very stiff, with a strange blush on his face.
Obviously, Shen Er'an came without saying hello.
How did Shen Er'an know that Liang Dong was in Lan Mo's house? And he came so quickly and by chance. Haven't all the spies planted by the Shen family in the Qi family been cleared out yet
The reason Jiaobai could think in this direction was not because he did not believe in Qi Yilao's ability, but because the protagonist's halo was more powerful, the most powerful.
Just as Jiao Bai was looking at Shen Er'an, Zhang Zhen received a call. He first whispered something to Qi Yiliao, then quickly walked around to Jiao Bai and said, "Bai Bai, Liang Dong's whereabouts were leaked by my friend who reopened the case."
Zhang Zhen leaned over to block Liang Dong and said seriously, "My friend was injured, but he is safe now. The suspect, Lao Pan, died accidentally."
Jiaobai put down the chopsticks in his hand. What a surprise, this is murder to silence the witness.
If Liang Dong knew about this, he would go crazy.
That was the key person that Liang Dong had paid a lot of price to find. It was one thing to not be able to rely on that person to send the mastermind behind the scenes to jail, but it was another thing to just silence him.
Noticing Shen Er'an's gaze, Jiao Bai tilted his head and looked at him.
The last time they spoke was in June or July. Jiao Bai was on his way to Beicheng on a business trip with Qi Yilao, while Shen Er'an was at a temple praying for his mother's soul to be reborn.
Later, Jiaobai looked for Shen Eran on WeChat. The chat box was full of messages sent by him. If there was no red exclamation mark, he would have thought that the other party had blocked him.
Shen Er'an didn't reply to his WeChat messages and didn't answer his calls.
Until that evening, Shen Er'an and his men arrived at the rooftop of the unfinished building. Jiaobai had not seen Shen Er'an since he woke up. He had received the paper dragonfly he sent two months ago.
The frequency of contact was almost cut off, and Jiaobai had already been separated from Shen Er'an's circle of life. He tried to find out the changes in Shen Er'an over the past six months through Shen Er'an who was standing in the main hall.
The hands and feet that were injured on the last night of the college entrance examination have healed, and the gauze that was wrapped around my head when I was working on the unfinished building has also been removed.
Other changes...
Shen Eran is no longer the boy who took a bus from the examination center to Xicheng after the college entrance examination and replied to messages on WeChat along the way.
He has an additional identity, standing like a huge mountain in his world, and he is destined not to act recklessly.
The promised meeting at university did not come.
Jiao Bai has dropped out of school, and Shen Er'an is both a student and a rising star in South City. It is obvious that he is very busy. There must not be enough time in the day, and he wishes he could use up time from his next life in advance.
In "Broken Wings", Li Jue successfully drugged Shen Er'an, which marked the beginning of the emotional drama.
Shen Er'an's rise to power is the plot cutting point of this comic.
Jiaobai glanced at the list on the account. The avatar is a reflection of the inner world of friends. It is not a fixed thing, but their true self.
The real, purest self beneath all the masks.
The series of changes in the ego are things that the person is not aware of, or wants to avoid, or may accept silently.
There is no snow or greenery on the Clam Mountain now, only haze. I don’t know what is behind the haze.
This gray color makes people feel depressed.
Jiaobai was still looking at Shen Eran, and Shen Eran was also looking at him, staring at him all the time.
Shen Er'an seemed to want to talk about the changes in his life, but he didn't want to say it.
"Clang"
Liang Dong stood up suddenly, and the black and gray armchair fell to the ground with a harsh sound.
It is not feasible to talk while eating. 茭白 chose to keep silent.
There were two groups of people gathered in the restaurant, or three groups to be exact, and Liang Dong was alone.
Not long after, Qi Yiliao, the owner of Lanmo Mansion, spoke: "Qi Er, take the guests to the reception room."
Qi Er asked, "Which one?"
"It's on the west side of the first floor." Qi Yiliao looked at the dishes on the table and moved a plate of sweet and sour fish to the wild rice stem. "It has a yard. If you get bored, you can look at the snow."
Qi Er said respectfully to the leader of the Shen family: "Little Director Shen, please follow me."
Shen Eran turned his gaze to Liang Dong.
Liang Dong glared at Tan Jun beside him, his teeth clenched tightly, gasping for breath, and veins popping out on his neck.
Shen Er'an lowered his eyes and said to Tan Jun, "Uncle Tan, you come too."
Jiaobai finally heard Shen Er'an's voice, and his stuttering stopped.
After the three men left, the atmosphere in the restaurant improved. Jiaobai pulled up the sleeves of his long-sleeved shirt, revealing two thin white arms.
Zhang Zhen whispered in Jiao Bai's ear: "That Zhiyi is Tan Jun's man."
Jiao Bai was not surprised. As early as when the old man from the Shen family was angered to death by Zhiyi, he suspected that Zhiyi was not Cen Jingmo's man.
At that time, Jiaobai became suspicious and went to Qi Yilao to inquire, and learned that Zhiyi was not being used by Qi Yilao.
Once the process of elimination is used, Zhiyi's true master is identified.
At that time, Jiaobai was still sighing that the plot of this comic had already begun.
"Cen Jingmo is Tan Jun's cover."
Zhang Zhen told Jiao Bai about Zhiyi's life experience. This was information he had found out a long time ago and reported to his third brother. Now that he saw Tan Jun, he remembered it.
When Mr. Cen was alive, the Cen family's guard team was at its peak. It was composed entirely of top elites, and Zhiyi's father was among them.
His father was a traitor and was personally punished by Mr. Cen, and his mother also died.
Zhiyi is not clear about his own life experience. Because he looks like茭白, he is found by Cen Jingmo's men and sent to Nancheng to get close to Shen Ji.
So, Zhiyi was Cen Jingmo's man from the beginning.
Cen Jingmo's calculations were good. But he didn't expect that he would be tricked. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. He was the mantis.
Zhiyi disguised himself as Jiaobai and served Shen Ji. Later, Tan Jun, who knew his father, found him and revealed the truth of that year to him.
The so-called traitor was just an excuse for Mr. Cen to cover up his mistake.
There were so many people in the guard team, and his father was chosen for no other reason than bad luck.
Jiaobai listened to Zhang Zhen's introduction and he sorted out and speculated about the rest.
Zhiyi's sacrifice is easy to understand. He knew that no matter whether he was Cen Jingmo's man or took the risk to join Tan Jun, he would offend the tyrant Shen Ji and there was no way he could escape.
So Zhiyi chose the latter without hesitation. He wanted to make his life more valuable.
He wanted to become a stepping stone, no matter how small, for Shen Er'an to defeat the Cen family.
Tan Jun's move of Zhiyi was to use the entanglement between Qi Yilao, Shen Ji and Jiaobai as a lever, and use the old lady's death to make Shen Ji break with Qi Yilao and confront the Cen family, causing Shen Ji to face the enemy from behind.
"Tan Jun..." Jiaobai silently chanted the name of this great man in his heart and read it out loud unconsciously.
"Baibai, you don't seem surprised. The person Liang Dong is looking for is Tang Jun." Zhang Zhen lay on the back of his brother's chair with his head leaning forward.
Jiaobai squinted his eyes: "You were hesitant before, how could I not guess it?"
Zhang Zhen scratched his nose twice: "So what are you going to do?"
"Not much." Jiaobai picked up the chopsticks and picked the sweet and sour fish to eat.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhen immediately stopped talking to Jiaobai to prevent him from getting stuck by a fishbone.
"Third brother, you and Baibai eat first. I'm going to have a meeting with everyone." Zhang Zhen said and left. The Cen family had already heard about Shen Er'an's coming here.
If Cen Jingmo knew that Tan Jun used the jealousy of Miss Liang to lead her to kidnap Qi Shuang last year, killing someone with a borrowed knife to disrupt the situation in South City, he would definitely make a fuss about this matter and rely on public opinion to create trouble for the Shen family. Shen Er'an and Tan Jun would not stand and be beaten.
Once the Cen and Shen families go to war, the Qi family, which has sided with Shen Er'an, will inevitably be dragged into it.
.The only people left in the restaurant were Jiaobai and Qi Yiliao.
Jiaobai looked at the old pervert who was quite far away from him and said, "Third brother, do you want to come over and sit over here?"
Qi Yiliao sat over.
but,
Jiaobai scratched his elbow that was rubbed. Are you sitting too close
Also, cat, your body temperature is so high. When you rubbed against me, it was like you were fucking burning. How come you are still a cold corpse
"The dishes haven't been touched much." Qi Yiliao sighed, "Some of them are no longer fresh after being left overnight."
"Not bad," Jiaobai turned the meat from the fish's belly, dipped it in seasoning, and ate it in one bite. "It's always like this during the Chinese New Year. One New Year's Eve dinner lasts for many days."
"Really?" Qi Yiliao was very interested. "Then let's try Lan Mo Mansion too. What we can't finish tonight can be saved for tomorrow."
Jiaobai twitched his lips and said, it’s not impossible for you to be so down-to-earth.
"Third brother, have you ever thought about the future?" Jiaobai ate the braised chicken wings, biting the tip of the wing with his teeth and sucking off the delicious marinade with his lips. "I mean, when do you plan to retire?"
For ordinary men, thirty-four is the prime of life, the golden period for working hard for family and career.
But the life span of the male members of the Qi family...
The chicken wing in Jiaobai's mouth no longer smelled good. He spat the one with only a missing tip into the bowl and turned to look at Qi Yiliao: "You said before that you were old, unable to do things, and tired. So why not try a less tiring way of life?"
Qi Yiliao stared at him deeply, but his tone was nonchalant: "I'm choosing an heir."
Jiaobai was stunned: "Have you chosen yet?"
Qi Yiliao shook his head: "They are just three or five-year-old kids, they are dazzled. Can you give them some advice later?"
"Okay." said Jiaobai.
Buddha said that there are five kinds of desires: wealth, sex, fame, food and sleep.
Without mentioning Buddha, when it comes to humans, there are far more than five kinds of desires. There are various physical and psychological desires, most of which have instinctive factors. Sex is only the most primitive desire, but at the same time it is also the outlet for all desires.
Qi Yilao locked that exit, and he bound his life with "restraint".
Once the Qi family indulges themselves, they may be eroded by desires, and their human nature may deteriorate, triggering the genetic diseases dormant in their bodies, leading to premature death. This is the conclusion that Jiaobai inferred a long time ago, which needs to be verified.
but…
If Qi Yiliao trained a successor, abdicated early, and stayed away from most of the causes of his illness, would there be a chance that his illness would turn around? The figure of an elf flashed before Jiaobai's eyes. That was Qi Yiliao's turning point. Now I don't know how he will do in the research institute.
Jiaobai pushed the bowl forward and stopped eating.
"Thinking about your two friends?" Qi Yiliao ruffled his hair. "Gun is prohibited in Lanmo Mansion. Don't worry, no one will be killed."
Jiaobai said, "If you want to go crazy, you can do it even without a gun. You can do anything."
"You're so worried," Qi Yiliao stretched out his hand to him, "Go to my room and I'll show you the surveillance."
Wild rice: “…”
I know there are surveillance cameras here, but you just say that? You're a pervert, aren't you
Qi Yiliao leaned forward and said, "Don't want to see it?"
"Look!" Jiaobai grabbed Qi Yiliao's arm and climbed up.
Jiao was carried by Qi Yilang to take the elevator. He looked up at the gorgeous wall lamps.
One hug, two hugs, three hugs, right
Jiaobai looked at the activity level and was instantly disappointed. Want an egg? No, bullshit!
Aunt Liu appeared in the restaurant mysteriously, covered the dishes on the table, and moved the multi-functional table to keep them warm. She glanced at the water chestnuts at the corner as if she was looking at a vixen bewitching the king.
Jiaobai grinned at her.
"Don't grin like a little monster." Qi Yiliao's smiling voice rang in my ears.
Jiaobai rolled his eyes and said, "Put me down. I'll sit in a wheelchair."
"Be good." Qi Yiliao tapped and rubbed the protruding joints of his spine.
The茭白 closed its eyes.
The reception room on the west side of the first floor is large in area and sparsely furnished, making it suitable for some exercise.
For example, at this moment, Liang Dong was fighting with Tan Jun and his movements were not restricted.
Liang Dong was no match for Tan Jun. He missed his punch and slipped and fell heavily to the ground.
"Brother An, do you know that he is..."
Liang Dong pointed at Tan Jun and yelled at Shen Er'an. Only then did he see Shen Er'an's expression clearly. He looked as if he had been stabbed. The white knife went in and the red knife came out, and his skin and flesh were torn apart. He screamed silently in pain. It was as if he was asking for help from his relatives in the underworld.
"You know."
Liang Dong climbed up using his hands and feet, and shook himself: "You know..." He laughed so hard that his eyes were red and tears came out of his eyes, "So you know."
"No wonder I'm not good at studying and always lag behind in grades. Really, my brain is too stupid. I was thinking that you came to Lanmo Mansion to see Jiaobai, but you didn't expect me to be here. You came here with me and brought your lackey with you because you were curious and didn't understand why I was staring at him with gritted teeth. I'm stupid, but you came for me." Liang Dong laughed non-stop. Jiaobai probably knew it too. Even if Zhang Zhen didn't reveal it, he could guess it.
Everyone knows that I am the biggest joke. Liang Dong spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with a piece of tooth that was knocked out by Tan Jun. He wiped his wet and cold face randomly and looked at his brother, as if he didn't recognize him. Who are you? Where is my brother
Shen Er'an's attire was completely different from Liang Dong's. He wore a custom-made coat with straight trousers, shiny leather shoes, and leather gloves on his hands.
Standing there, he exuded a restrained and noble aura.
Other emotions were mixed into Liang Dong's hatred. He shifted his attention from Tan Jun to Shen Er'an, looking at him intently.
On this night last year, Shen Er'an went to the police station to visit him and asked him about his eldest sister. He told him everything and also expressed his own guesses.
He suspected that it was done by the Cen family, and Shen Eran asked him why it couldn't be the Qi family.
At that time, Shen Er'an did not seem to be lying, which meant that he was unaware of the situation. Later, he became an insider.
The master and servant have completed their communication.
Liang Dong took a few steps back, and his violently up and down back hit the wall. Although the wall was warm enough, he felt cold air penetrating through the gaps between his bones, and his blood froze all over his body.
"You brought him here and stood up for him," Liang Dong pointed at Tan Jun who was sorting out his clothes and looked at Shen Er'an, "Are you going to mortgage our friendship of many years?"
"Is that so?!" Liang Dong roared.
Shen Eran was silent for a while, "Let's sit down and talk."
"You want me to drink tea with him face to face, right?" Liang Dong yelled, then asked softly, "Brother An, did I get to know you first, or did he?"
Shen Eran said: "You are earlier."
"Then why do you help him and not me?" Liang Dong widened his eyes and murmured.
Shen Er'an took off the leather gloves on his hands. He took them off slowly, his movements were a little stiff, and his blood circulation was poor.
"Why didn't you answer me?" Liang Dong's breathing became irregular. "A woman introduced someone to my sister and induced her to kidnap Qi Shuang. She did it, and Qi Shuang died. She also died. My parents are all dead."
"I came forward to turn myself in, cooperate with the investigation, and spared no effort to find the cunning and treacherous Old Pan who escaped and was not killed along with the other kidnappers, just to get to the bottom of the truth. I have to bear the responsibilities that should be borne, as well as the responsibilities that should not be borne." Liang Dong made a hoarse sound with phlegm in his throat that he couldn't cough up, "Brother An! Even if you don't do it for me, you should at least seek justice for Jiao Bai!"
"If Qi Shuang hadn't died, Jiao Bai wouldn't have entered your house, wouldn't have suffered so much, and wouldn't have had a marriage for no apparent reason." Liang Dong's face was getting redder and redder, his eyes rolling around, "Your lackey even schemed against Jiao Bai!"
Shen Er'an's heart tightened.
Liang Dong's breathing became more and more difficult, and his back was bent: "Look at what I am saying, he schemed against my sister, my family, Qi Shuang, the Qi family, the Shen family, Jiao Bai, not all for you."
"Even if you were kept in the dark and suffered because of his plan, you are the one who benefited in the end." Liang Dong was shaking, with snot and tears streaming down his face. "Hiring someone to kill someone is intentional killing, which is a crime. You are shielding the murderer. Why do you have to use a criminal?"
Liang Dong said to himself: "When my father was alive, he always told me about the situation in South City and asked me to learn from him and join the family company as soon as possible to work for him. I also thought that if you entered the business world, I would follow you and the Liang family would definitely stand with you."
"I also think it's impossible. You were supposed to do scientific research, how could you possibly do business? Who knew you really went into the business world? My family was ruined and I became like this. What did I do wrong? Except for being a bit foul-mouthed and pretentious, that's all, Brother An."
Shen Eran looked at the track under his feet, and it was also looking at him.
One hand pressed down on his shoulder and patted him twice: "Don't think too much, you have made your choice, there are gains and losses."
After comforting Shen Er'an, Tan Jun said to Liang Dong: "When I finish my work, I will repay you with my life."
"A life for a life?" Liang Dong rushed over with a shaking body. He didn't hit Tan Jun, so he kicked over the table next to him. He looked furious and crazy, "Is it a life?!"
"Count me in." Shen Er'an's hoarse voice sounded in the reception room.
Liang Dong's heavy breathing stopped for a second or two. He slowly turned his head to look at Shen Er'an, then looked at his enemy: "When will this be completed? Ten years, twenty years? Or a lifetime?"
No one answered.
Obviously there is no specific time, not even an approximate time limit.
Liang Dong shook his head: "I can't wait."
Tan Jun glanced at his left shirt pocket and saw that his phone was recording. A smile appeared on his thin face: "It's useless. There is no physical evidence. The chain of evidence is incomplete."
Liang Dong's face was covered with snot and tears. He stared at Shen Er'an, and from his expression, he was sure that what Tan Jun said was true. Liang Dong held his head with both hands, and his nails were digging at his scalp frantically: "Ah!"
A rustling sound came from Liang Dong's hands. He shook out a piece of tinfoil and opened it with both hands.
Tan Jun held back Shen Er'an who was about to go over: "Didn't you know before you came? He's already dead."
Shen Eran watched Liang Dong tremblingly roll up the tin foil into a strip and quickly suck it in. This scene made his eyes red, his hands clenched into fists, and his thin lips turned pale.
Liang Dong closed his eyes in enjoyment, his face full of intoxication. He cheered excitedly a few times, put his hands on his neck, scratched it back and forth, and made comfortable sounds with his mouth.
After a while, the hatred and pain in Liang Dong's eyes disappeared, replaced by peace and relaxation, as if he was immersed in a beautiful dream.
"Drugs must never be touched. Once touched, they will be ruined." Tan Jun had just finished speaking when he was hit by Shen Er'an's fist.
Shen Eran growled: "He went to find Lao Pan, that's why..."
"If South City is not in chaos, how can I pave the way for you?" Tan Jun interrupted the young master who was trying to get out of his shell, "But, you can't have everything."
An extreme loneliness and coldness spread all over Shen Er'an's body. He clenched his numb hands, released them, and clenched them again.
It was as if he was looking at whether he had more or less.
"Shen Eran."
The childhood friend called out his full name, and his appearance had changed. He was in high spirits, with a fierce light in his eyes. "Either you kill me now, or you keep an eye on him,"
Liang Dong said: "Either he dies or I die."
Shen Er'an watched him walk out, breathing hard, his eyes reddening: "Dongzi!"
Liang Dong did not stop or look back. He turned his back to Shen Er'an and strode forward: "Mr. Shen, from now on, you go your way and I go mine."
"We are no longer friends."