"Everything at home has been settled? Why are you free to see me?" Qiao Yuli poured a cup of tea for Qiao Gus and asked strangely.
Qiao Gusi sat on Qiao Yuli's office chair, looked at the humble office with great interest, and replied, "It's basically stable. With my mother in charge, there's nothing to worry about."
Hearing the word "mother", Qiao Yuli frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
Qiao Gus turned to look at Qiao Yuli and wondered, "I really don't understand why you let the eldest young master live, but you have to stay here and serve a group of neurotics."
"It's very good here." Qiao Yuli came to the window and carefully sprayed the pot of silk-wrapped grass with water. His expression was indifferent, revealing a kind of detached tranquility. The depressing gloom in the past had long since disappeared. Today, he is like a crescent moon, his temperament is restrained, and his silver brilliance is beginning to show.
Qiaogus stared at him for a while, secretly surprised. He knew that his brother was not in good health. For more than 30 years, he had been living in a seclusion and his face had been disfigured due to illness. He had been treated by countless therapists and he was not cured. The level is unbelievable. Are all the therapists hired before to eat dry rice? Not even a young man in his twenties.
"Even if it's good here, there's no need to stay here even for the Chinese New Year, right?" Qiaogus said, "Today, at the will of my mother, I came here specially to take you home for a light meal."
"It's good to have you with her, it doesn't matter if I go back or not." Qiao Yuli put down the watering can and said indifferently.
"How can it be okay? My father is gone, and there are only three of us left in the family. Why do we have to live together like this?" Seeing that he was silent, Qiao Gus couldn't help but ask, "Brother, there is something I have always wanted to ask. , is there any misunderstanding between you and your mother? I haven't seen you close since I was a child."
Joey looked at him, hesitating to say anything, hesitating whether he should tell him the truth. Unlike him, Joe Gus sincerely regarded the woman as his biological mother, knew nothing about his father's actions, and kept the best memories. Would he accept it if he was told the truth
Joe Gus didn't pay attention to his expression, and continued: "I don't care, I have to take you home today anyway. Even if you have any misunderstandings, let me solve it at home."
"I told you not to go back." Qiao Yuli said firmly.
Qiao Gusi's eyes narrowed, he jumped up suddenly, and quickly grabbed Qiao Yuli's arm.
Qiao Yuli has been in bed for many years, and his skills are naturally not as good as Qiao Gusi, who runs wildly outside every day. Before he could react, he was caught by him.
"Hey, it's not soft, I'll be hard..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the hand holding Qiao Yuli was pierced by an ice pick. half body.
Qiao Yuli slowly pulled his arm back from Qiao Gusi's stiff palm, and the traces of magic lingered around him, like chains, imprisoning the target. Qiao Yuli's skills are indeed not as good as Qiao Gusi's, but the internal strength condensed after 30 years of torture is not comparable to him. Coupled with Anxian's guidance and correct training, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.
Qiao Gus stared at Qiao Yuli in amazement: "You..."
"What did you say just now? 'If you can't be soft, come hard'?" Qiao Yuli smiled lightly.
Georges: "..."
Qiao Yuli patted him on the shoulder: "Friendly reminder, don't compare yourself with the people in the mental hospital, you will lose very softly."
Georges: "..."
What the hell did the ally do to his brother? Not only has he cured his illness, but he has also gained incredible strength! You must know that a few months ago, his brother needed someone to help him even when he walked, and he looked weak and dying soon. From morbid to abnormal, is this span too large? !
Qiaoyuli walked to the door, opened the door, and said to Qiaogus, who was still in shock, "Go back, I won't give it away."
Qiao Gus pretended not to hear, and rushed forward with a stride, wanting to try Qiao Yuli's strength again.
Qiao Yuli was about to fight back, when he saw a familiar figure appearing from the corner of the corridor, he moved, and received a heavy punch from Qiao Gusi, his back hit the door, making a muffled sound, at the same time, The internal force automatically revolved, knocking Qiaogus out of the body, slamming into the glass window, and throwing half of his body out of the window. If he hadn't clambered on the edge of the window with his hands in time, he would probably have performed a free fall.
"What's wrong?" An Xian came over, glanced at the man hanging on the windowsill, then looked at Qiao Yuli, "Are you alright?"
Qiao Yuli smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a joke."
Jogus rubbed his stiff arms and jumped off the windowsill with a strange look.
Anxian nodded: "Remember to fix the broken window."
"Well, I'll let Jogus pay for it."
Georges: "..." Hey, are you really my brother
Seeing that Anxian was about to leave, Qiaogus took a few steps and shouted, "Lord, I want to take my brother home."
Joey gave him a displeased look.
An Xian turned his head and looked puzzled: What does this have to do with her
Qiao Gusi said again: "My brother has been taken care of by you during this period of time. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to Qiao's house as a guest."
While speaking, Qiaogus walked to An Xian and stared at him with burning eyes. His beautiful figure swimming in the sea appeared in his mind, which was really impressive. If it wasn't for He Rin's obstruction, he would have known him long ago.
An Xian refused: "Sorry, I've been busy recently, I'll talk about it later when I have a chance."
"Then my brother..."
"Qiao Yuli is my important helper, I'm afraid I don't have time to go back with you." An Xian was not reasonable at all.
Qiao Yuli did not expect that the leader of the alliance would take the initiative to help him reject Qiao Gus, and his heart could not help but warm. He knew that the leader did not like to meddle in other people's business, but this time he did a cold boss for him.
Qiao Gusi was speechless, he wanted to use his leisurely words to make Qiao Yuli agree to go home, but who knew that the other party refused more simply than himself.
"Let's talk first, I still have something to do, so I'm sorry." An Xian turned around, brought a few strands of long hair, and left a fragrance.
Jogus looked at his back with a flash of interest in his eyes.
Qiao Yuli frowned and warned coldly, "Put your mind away and don't provoke him."
Qiaogus said with a smile: "I want to pursue who is my freedom, even if it's my brother, you have no right to control it."
"He can't do it." Qiao Yuli would never allow this careless brother to harass the leader.
Joe Gus squinted at him, and pointedly said: "It's not that he can't do it, it's that you can't do it, brother?"
"What do you mean?" Qiao Yuli's eyes sank slightly.
Qiaogus raised his eyebrows and smiled: "If you like it, it's not my style to be timid." As he said, he waved his hand as he walked out, "Don't say it, I'll come back in a few days."
"Don't come again." Qiao Yuli didn't send it, turned around and walked into the office, slamming the door.
Standing behind the door, recalling what Qiaogus just said, Qiao Yuli's heart started to waver. But for a moment, his eyes regained clarity, and he buried that strange feeling deep in his heart.
Qiaogus was wrong, not because he didn't dare, but because he didn't want to, didn't want to lose that beauty. Rather than taking it as his own, he is more willing to regard him as a kind of faith, watch over his future, and follow in his footsteps.
An Xian found that He Rin was always absent-minded recently, ranging from three to five hours to one or two days at most. Originally thought that he might have recovered his memory, but after returning, his performance was as precise as ever. An Xian secretly observed for a few days, and finally decided to secretly follow up.
After dinner, He Rin sprang out like a ghost, walking alone on the street at dusk. The small town in the suburbs is sparsely populated, with a cold wind, showing a sense of desolation and loneliness.
He Rin stopped and walked aimlessly, seemingly enjoying the tranquility away from the world, and looking for something.
An Xian followed behind him, walking leisurely, not in a hurry.
From dusk to night, from seclusion to hustle and bustle, entering the bustling city at the beginning of the lanterns, He Rin enjoyed the surrounding scenery like a horse watching flowers.
An Xian couldn't help but wonder, does he just go to the street to hang out every day when he disappears? Or just going out for a walk
Just thinking about it, He Rin, who was in front of him, suddenly walked into a music restaurant, stopped peacefully, and looked silent.
This restaurant is quite stylish, and the guests it receives are all well-dressed middle- and upper-class people and white-collar workers with high incomes.
If it was He Rin in the past, he would naturally be able to travel freely, but now he is wearing a hand-painted white T-shirt, a pair of non-mainstream white slacks, and a pair of white canvas shoes bought from the Internet on his feet. , a silly white, it is the most popular main color of the mental hospital. If this still can't tell his origin, then the word "traceable" on the T-shirt is enough to show his fresh and refined identity.
An Xian estimated that he would soon be "friendly" out of the restaurant by the waiter, and even if he was allowed to stay, he would not be able to afford it. The card she gave to He Rin can only be consumed at a maximum of 1,000 points at a time. If the amount exceeds this amount, the "parent" will need to verify it, and a drink here starts at 2,000.
Anxian stopped at the door for a moment, and finally pushed the door in. She was worried that He Rin would have a conflict with the waiter and cause unnecessary trouble. After all, he was ostentatious outside with the word "traceable". If there was a problem, he would have to come forward to settle it in the end.
Walking into the restaurant, Anxian used his spiritual sense to search for a circle, and soon found He Rin's figure in the corner. Relying on his lightning-fast movement, he avoided the waiter's gaze and flashed into a hidden booth.
Anxian sat in the booth next to him, looking to see what he wanted to do.
He Rin propped his forehead with one hand and fiddled with the electronic screen on the table with the other boredly, but his eyes searched around the restaurant.
At this time, a couple walked in, passed by He Rin, caught a glimpse of his unique clothes, they all froze for a moment, then walked away in confusion, sat down opposite him, and cast curious glances at him from time to time .
However, the two were very self-disciplined and did not judge him. After ordering, the waiter quickly brought the food. When he turned around, he saw He Rin who was completely white. The latter's expression is calm, his eyes are indifferent, and he has the bearing of a high-ranking person for a long time, but it is a pity that the clothes deeply exposed his details.
The waiter's expression was stagnant for a few seconds. He looked again, but found that the booth was empty. He looked around, and there was nothing unusual. He thought he was dazzled, and walked to the booth where Anxian was, and bowed. Asked: "I don't know what you need, sir?"
An Xian didn't speak, just ordered a drink on the screen. The consciousness kept observing He Rin, and the guy ran to another booth. There were also two guests sitting in that booth, and they all looked at He Rin who suddenly appeared in astonishment.
He Rin sat leisurely beside one of them and asked kindly, "How does the food taste?"
One person replied subconsciously: "It's okay, it's okay."
"That's good. If you have any dissatisfaction, feel free to raise it, and we will definitely improve it." He Rin looked like the restaurant manager asking for opinions from the guests, "I hope you have a good meal."
Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared in place and rushed back to the previous booth, leaving the two guests with a confused look.
Was that person in charge of the restaurant just now? The style of painting is too cool! And the words on his clothes seem familiar.
One person asked slowly: "Isn't this restaurant called 'Yade'? When did it change its name to 'Suyuan'? Or did we order 'Suyuan' from the beginning?"
"It's really 'Yade'. I've never heard of a restaurant called 'Suyuan', but there is a mental hospital with that name."
emmm... There was an eerie silence in the deck.