MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 84

Zizania asked Chen Yiming to record it, and Chen Yiming took a small camera on his own initiative and took the video.

That video almost didn't send Zizania away.

Exaggerated, exaggerated, some of the content of the video was within his expectations, and some of it was beyond his expectations. In summary, it can be summed up in four words: eat your own fruit.

In "Broken Wings", Shen Ernan was already middle-aged when he came to power, and he was forty-five years old when the scene was finished. He was sick in a small shabby house and had no one to serve him. After that, he didn't explain why, only the news It is a unified official evaluation of the decline of business leaders, and the failure of billionaire businessmen is also miserable.

Ziobai didn't realize that Shen Ji was still in his old age until he watched the World House. The bereaved dog has lived long enough and has not changed his **** after having an official match. Before he died, he blamed his son who had never admitted to caring for him, Qi Shuang, the wife his mother had chosen for him, his old friend, this and that.

The comics didn't reveal in detail how Shen Ji suffered after he was relegated, and the video made by Chen Yiming made up for Ziaba's regret.

To deal with an absolute ancient dictator, you should let him watch his country change hands, his friends defect, and all the glory and power he is proud of are stripped away, then he will be punished.

It was the right move to let Chen Yiming, a dog leg who is dedicated and professional, good at speculating, and needs to save his life, to stab his master Shen Ji.

Zibai was lying on the hospital bed, rewatching the video with headphones plugged in. Shen Ji was hit by Chen Yiming's emotional analysis, unwilling to face the reality of self-orgasm from beginning to end, self-humiliation, the inability to refute the sentence "what do you know, I love him", and the following The soliloquy about the separation of love and **** is a model version of Zha Gong.

I just relax physically, only you in my heart, isn't that enough, why are you not satisfied? I don't want to hit you, it's because you don't want to have a good time with me.

Tut tut.

This dog-blood comic is the same as the common scumbag background, two-thirds of it is abused, with a variety of tricks and details, and both physical and mental abuse. Because the angle of attack is not too much, the abuse is also subtle and omitted. The abuse of the two parties If the plot is not equal, it will make people feel that it is not enough. But it didn't force HE, so it can be said that there is nothing wrong with it.

For example, the few dog-blood comics that Jiaobai got into by mistake in his previous life, it’s true that in the later stage of the attack, he was injured in a car accident or blocked a knife for the victim, and some were outrageous. , the outside world was shocked, and had already fled to live in other places. The lame little kidney and single child with a baby ran to the hospital when he saw the news report, lay on the bedside and cried, saying don't die, I forgive you, don't die. It turned out that Gong was misdiagnosed, and the two embraced tightly, grateful, thankful.

At once? ? ?

What's more, after being tortured by Gong, he was sick all over his body, and he left without love for Gong. Since then, Gong dismissed all his love affairs, even the one who had been with him for the longest time. There is no light for him, no table of meals kept at a constant temperature for him, no one to call Shou's name when he is sick, no one to pour water for him.

Hupenggouyou and subordinates: Why abuse yourself so much.

Zha Gong's fans: It's so pitiful, I can't stand it, stop the abuse, it's too miserable.

At once? ? ?

Jiao Bai watched the video, and Shen Ji was right. The smelly ditch is matched with the previous generation of business kings, the superior and self-righteous cerebral palsy, the tenth-level violent madman of Ba Zongquan, and today's prisoner losers. This is the correct follow-up.

When Chen Yiming sent the video, he told Jiaobai that Shen Ji fell into the ditch, crying and saying that he wanted to see him, and asked when he would come.

See a **** batch.

Is it great to cry? Who hasn't cried? The night he first entered this world, he was forced to kneel down to put on his shoes before he started to do the task, and was crushed with an old injury to his tailbone. He was so dumbfounded and cried, with cold sweat and tears covering his face.

The hatred started from then on. long before the task begins.

After finally getting out of the dog pen, his original plan was to enter the third middle school and senior high school to take the college entrance examination. In that year, he would deal with Shen Ernan first, and after he went to university, he would find a way to deal with Li Jue, another student on the list.

In the end, who the **** showed up in the rented house like a ghost in the middle of the night, picked him up with broken ribs, and threw him on the bed, causing him to die of pain, tears streaming down his face, and then he was forcibly dragged away and imprisoned in Shangmingyuan.

Not to mention that the good study plan and task plan were disrupted, and he was tortured in various ways during the period of raising his ribs, and his hatred exploded.

Fucking up and up! He studied hard for half a year after his trip to sea, and soon after the college entrance examination, he was inexplicably disgusted again, from Xicheng to Beicheng, and then to Grandma Lijue in the countryside, and he got together again and again, like shit, he couldn't get rid of it, he was like this life My beloved, as if I can't live without it, the iron cage is closed, the chain is tied, the **** and the **** are screaming, a series of personality and physical humiliation.

I'm not the Holy Mother's aura shining on the earth and caring for people without distinction. The mother of the cheap shou opened the door for the cheap shou, so cheap. I will go to see you just because you shed two tears? What do you think, I'm afraid it's not an old man with dementia.

Ziobai, a person with clear grievances and grievances, repays favors and avenges grudges, doesn't want to take revenge on Shen Ji personally, wasting time. He wrote it down in a small notebook, and he had suffered a lot over the past year, so he got a barely okay ending.

So be it.

Of the five people who have already joined the group, only Shen Ji's self-report in the item "If life can be restarted" in his old age dream is still murderous and promiscuous, and he is still in a bad mood when he restarts. He can't change it. He is this kind of maggot.

It's impossible for him to blame himself, repent, and feel the pain. The knives Chen Yiming brought are almost the limit.

Ziobac cleared the part about Shen Ji from the small book.

The old thing that even mice stink, let him dream of regaining his power and returning in a magnificent manner to fend for himself.

As for the line assigned to Xiaohe by the official, it was up to him whether he could get out or not, and it had nothing to do with his mission.

Ziao Bai took off the earphones, a scum like Shen Ji can live to his old age, he is not famous for Red Bull and Forearm, he has not confronted the protagonist, and he has no relationship with the protagonist, and there is no Qi Yiluo who retreated in time.

Is there really no solution to family genetic diseases...

Zibai thought that after his injury got better, the cat's hair was still very bloody, and it hadn't returned to the snow white it was before. It shows that Qi Yiluo's desire for life still hasn't risen.

Qi Yiliao woke up early, did he cause irreversible damage?

Jiao Bai called Qi Er to come in, and asked about Qi Yiliao's physical examination at the scientific research institute every two years.

Qi Er scratched his head: "Young Master Bai, I'm just a servant, so I don't know about Master Qi's situation."

"That's right." Jiao Bai remembered that Shen Ji said that it would take a week for Qi Yiliao to wake up, and he couldn't sense the passage of time in the iron cage. He didn't know how many days later Shen Ji said that Qi Yiliao woke up early.

"Then how many days has he been in the scientific research institute?" Jiao Bai asked.

Qi Er said truthfully: "On the afternoon of the second day after your accident, Lord Qi came out of the scientific research institute and called all of us for a meeting. After that, he has been busy dealing with news about the Qi family, looking for news about you, and talking to Shen Fighting, fainted twice."

"Master Qi is too tired, don't worry about Young Master Bai, if you are well, he will be well too." Qi Er hurriedly said. He blushed after he finished speaking, does this count as an assist? He looked at Young Master Bai again, he was in a daze, and he didn't know if he heard him.

It took Ziobai a long time to come back to his senses, and he waved Qi Er to go out.

Why so many days in advance...Ziaobai thought about it, and touched her neck with her hand, but it was empty.

Ever since the person in charge of the Shen family changed, the business situation has been changing. Qi Yiluo is not idle, he cannot come to the hospital every day, his frequency is once every two days. Every time I come after get off work, I push for entertainment.

When Jiao Bai saw him, his mind was filled with the seven characters "Qi Yiluo fainted twice", and kept swiping the screen.

"Third brother, why does your mouth smell of mint?" Ziabai sniffled when Qi Yiluo approached him.

"Sugar." Qi Yiliao said.

Zibazania's eyes narrowed, why did the old pervert suddenly start eating sugar? Could it be to hide some taste?

It's not his fault for thinking that way.

One of Gouxueman's standard equipment is coughing up blood. He was afraid that Qi Yiliao would also cough, and there would be a **** smell in his mouth, so he covered it with sugar.

Ziobai's mind began to flash "Qi Yiluo fainted twice" again, he closed his eyes irritably, not to look at the blood cat who was looking at him sadly, and the cat owner who was staring at him gracefully.

"I got the candy at the nurse's desk, it's refreshing." Qi Yiluo's long legs wrapped in trousers were bent in front of the hospital bed, sitting lazily, "Why, Xiaobai doesn't like mint?" His voice was tired Meaning, "Okay, uncle won't sit by the bed anymore, stay away from you."

"Just sit there." Zia Bai couldn't help opening his eyes, only to find that the old pervert didn't **** get up!

Qi Yiliao smiled and said, "How's your mood today?"

"So-so." Zibazania pursed his lips. He organized his words, tried not to be emotional and brought up the medical examination of the scientific research institute, and asked if there were any side effects.

Qi Yiliao raised his eyebrows and sighed: "Xiaobai will care about people now."

Zibazania: "..." Haven't I always been able to? It's like I'm ignoring you.

"There will be a little side effect, and it will be metabolized slowly. It's not a big deal." Qi Yiluo said lightly.

Zia Bai expected that Qi Yiliao would not tell the truth, so he closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

There was the sound of papers being opened beside the bed, the quilt in front of Ziao Bai sank, a book was put on it, and the corner of the book touched his chin.

Zizania not respond.

A piece sank beside the pillow, Qi Yiliao leaned forward with his arms pressed down: "Why are you angry?"

"The scientific research institutes are all monsters. The medicine they injected you must be very powerful. Can you metabolize the side effects that resist the medicine's effect?" Ziabaca asked without answering.

"Oh." Qi Yiliao whispered in his ear, "Then Xiaobai wants to hear what I have to say?"

Zizania is dumb.

"One should live in the moment and do what is in front of him." Qi Yiliao covered the young man's thin and fair face with the manuscript, and rubbed his lips through the book with his fingertips, "Read to uncle, be good."

Jiao Bai opened his eyes to look at the page of the book: "It's in German, how can I know it?"

Qi Yiluo frowned: "Didn't I teach you?"

Zibai twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him: "No."

"Then I won't read it this time." Qi Yiliao closed the book, "Tomorrow I will call a German teacher to teach you."

Ziobai couldn't complain: "Master Qi, I'm still a patient."

"It's not suitable to have frequent contact with electronic products during the recuperation period," Qi Yiluo rubbed his hair, "You're bored in the hospital, you can take this opportunity to learn something."

Zibazania grinned: "Learn, learn, I will learn."

Day, the pile of manuscripts in various languages ​​on the bookshelf on the first floor of Lanmo Mansion, wouldn't he have to learn it?

Didn't he become a language genius? Can he not master this skill?

Ziobai glanced at Qi Yiliao's profile picture, and his activity level was jumping around at the edge of 35.

The cat's third eyelid protrudes, covering half of the eyeball.

It didn't show its third eyelid before, whether it was dying or dead.

Now it is like this, as if to say - I just have a common illness, which can be cured.

Jiao Bai rushed to Qi Yiliao who was at the table and shouted: "Third brother, when are we going to play that game again?"

"Wait until you recover from your injury." Qi Yiliao took out one from the black gift bag he brought over...

Paper Dragonfly.

Folded with sky blue colored paper, the dragonfly is lifelike.

"This was sent to you by your friend." Qi Yiliao returned to the bed with **** holding the paper dragonfly, and placed it on top of the quilt.

Ziao Bai smiled but said, "You came to the hospital just to bring me the paper dragonfly that Shen Ernan folded for me?"

Qi Yiluo turned around and went to the water dispenser to drink water.

Ziobai stared at his back, approaching inch by inch like a wild wolf preying on him: "Is it?"

At this time, the lights are just on, and a tall building can be seen outside the window. The light in the ward is extremely bright, making people feel like they are in the hot sun, with shortness of breath, rapid heartbeat, hot limbs, and damp back.

Qi Yipo poured half a glass of cold water, and drank it in one gulp, the dry itchiness in his throat was slightly suppressed, he tilted his head, his side profile was handsome and charming: "No."

"Bringing you dragonflies is secondary." Qi Yiluo put the water glass on the table and tapped it twice with his fingers, "Secondary."

Ziobai and Qi Yiliao looked at each other for a few moments, he twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled, and said abruptly, "When will the laser surgery on my ankle be done?"

Qi Yiloo looked at him: "Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm in a hurry." Ziao Bai flicked the dragonfly on his body, "Can I do it just today? Just so you're here."

Qi Yiliao pressed the center of his eyebrows and smiled gently: "Then do it."

In order to get rid of the two letters "SJ", Ziobac also took anesthesia. It hurts even if you hit him.

Although the area is small, the engraving is too deep, the coloring is also dark, and the surface is rough. It seems to be branded for low-level slaves. I don't know what medicine was applied, and it will leave scars.

This flesh and blood pain. Zaobai was subjected to it once in a while, and it lasted for several months before it was over.

The words were gone, and Zia Bai invited a tattoo artist to the hospital.

That day, there was a firefly on Ziabania's ankle. When the red and swollen area around the bug was gone, he asked Qi Er to take a photo and send it to Zhang Zhen.

Qi Erzhen did that, and now he is looking forward to Ziabania.

After Zhang Zhen received the photo, he immediately checked the precautions after the tattoo, and he wrote it down in a notepad before passing the photo to the third brother.

In the conference room, Qi Yiliao listened to his subordinate's project proposal, and the phone that was attached to his leg vibrated.

He didn't bring the mobile phone for business into the meeting room, it was with the first secretary. The one in my pocket is for personal use.

Qi Yiliao's eyes on the tablet moved down and landed on the screen of the mobile phone between his fingers. He looked at the screensaver photo for a while, then swiped his fingertips to unlock it, and clicked on the photo posted on the pillow.

An ankle came into view.

There is a firefly on the ankle, it hangs its head, and its two pairs of wings are slightly raised.

It looked like it was about to fly away the next moment.

It also seemed to fly over mountains and rivers and over rivers before stopping on the ankle, the wings hadn't closed yet.

— it will stay here forever.

Blue and white and blue and green form a world, fragile and tenacious.

Qi Yilian put down the phone and continued to look at the tablet.

After a while, he lowered his head, slid away the screen where two figures were leaning against the smoke, and lowered his eyes to take a look at the world.

The screen on the phone was turned off.

Not long after, that world appeared under his eyes again.

The high-level executive who was talking about the proposal confidently and high-spiritedly glanced at something, and his eyeballs were about to fall off. He glanced again, and when he was sure, he said to the colleagues on both sides of the conference table: The chairman is looking at his mobile phone.

Word by word came out, silently, with a particularly large mouth shape.

The executives looked at each other in blank dismay, so let's see it too, and relax.

So in the meeting room, all the elites took out their mobile phones to adjust the mode, those with wives looked for wives, those without wives looked for Weibo, and those who didn’t use Weibo looked for Moments.

A glance swept down from above, and the executives hurriedly put away their mobile phones and sat upright. Before they could put on a good look, they heard the chairman say: "Take a break for two minutes."

The tense bodies under the suits of the executives collapsed, and they heard the chairman say: "Go out and do some exercise."

So they all gently pulled their office chairs up and left the office solemnly.

"No overtime this week." The chairman's voice came from behind, with a loose tone.

The sternness of the executives could no longer be maintained. In the second half of the year, there was a confrontation between South Shen and Western Qi, competing for a big government project, and then a large number of Qi family scandals, which caused Qi's stock price to drop to an unprecedented level, which lasted for more than a month, and everyone survived. Old man and old woman.

Although the usual treatment is so good that there is nothing to say, the chairman will give them a salary increase from time to time, and they never thought of getting out when Qi was in trouble, but the past few months have been really tiring, and now they can finally stop working overtime!

The executives suddenly lost their image, and they crowded in and out of the meeting room, hugging their heads and patting their shoulders, choking speechlessly.

Looking at the photo, Qi Yilian tickled his bloodless lips: "This year's annual meeting, you are allowed to bring a family member."

"..." The executives made eye contact with each other, and they quickly extracted information. The chairman, the annual meeting, and bringing his family members are grouped together: the chairman has a family member, and he has to bring it over at the annual meeting.

The first secretary was pushed to the door of Zhangzhen's office by the girls from the secretariat. She straightened the collar of her business attire, smoothed the hair around her ears, knocked on the door, and relayed the questions of the girls in a regular manner: "Pillow beauty, at this stage The goblin next to the chairman is..."

The beauty turned dark: "My brother."

For the first time ever, the first secretary lost his professionalism, and soared in the office: "You have been promoted to be the uncle of the country?"

Zhang Zhen: "..."

"Don't talk nonsense." His sickly face was full of seriousness.

The first secretary made a gesture of zipping his lips, and at the same time returned a look of "I understand".

After that, the first secretary walked away with heavy steps.

It’s okay if you don’t eat the melon, but the trouble is, if you eat the melon, it tastes sweet and juicy, but you have to close your mouth and cover your nose so that no one can find that you have eaten the melon.

This year, some people are as busy as last year, and they still have a little money in their cards. Some people have a successful courtship, some people get divorced, some people die unexpectedly, and some people have a difficult birth. There are all kinds of people in the world, and too many stories are staged every day.

Zizania, on the other hand, felt that autumn had passed without doing anything. Nothing to do, winter is coming.

In a blink of an eye, it is the end of the year.

Ziobai was discharged from the hospital in a heavy snow day, sitting in a wheelchair, he was carried into the car by Zhang Zhen, and watched the snow scene all the way back to Lanmo Mansion.

What greeted him was an ancient castle covered with silver gauze, and a hot pot with old chicken soup.

Next to the dining table was a custom-made chair for Zizania, which could protect his tailbone. He sat on it and ate a hot pot meal comfortably.

"Baibai," Zhang Zhen said something while he was happy, "I want to take some time off with my third brother after the next year."

"Okay." Ziobai turned her head, meeting the expectation in his eyes, "Stay with me at home."

Zhang Zhen laughed: "Yeah!"

The heat from the hot pot was blowing upwards, and the rice stem was facing a high and narrow window. He looked up and saw a patch of snow, which made the hot pot more delicious, and the heating made the stay in Lanmo Mansion more comfortable.

"Brother," Ziao Bai put Zhang Zhen's neck on his neck, and rubbed his still thin shoulders through a thin shirt, "How often do you see a doctor now?"

"Go every week." Zhang Zhen scooped up lettuce sticks in the pot with a spoon, his demeanor was not bad, but his eyes turned to Zibai.

"When I can stand up and go, I'll go with you," Ziobai said.

"when"

The spoon in Zhang Zhen's hand fell into the pot, and he sat there in a daze.

Ziabab hugged him.

Zhang Zhen grabbed Ziabania's hand and covered his face.

There was hot and humid liquid in the palm of his hand, and after eating for a while, he remembered the condition he got from his assistant as a child, his brain hurt, it really hurt. At that time, he walked from the hospital to Xiyuan with his strangled neck and three ribs that hadn't healed during the day. At night, he was punished by kneeling in the Shen family's ancestral hall, and he was punished with 30 lashes when he returned. He suffered physical, mental and psychological injuries. , just want to get rid of the **** wealthy circle and run away, never get in touch with everyone, how could he know that he would be able to make friends later, and have someone he would not bear to lose.

How proud I was at the beginning, how regretful I was later.

Jiao Bai gave himself a word, and the little assistant said that the condition he raised could not be voided, and he could only wait until then to find a way out.

There should be a way out, I have survived, right?

"Brother, your phone is ringing in your pocket." Jiao Bai called Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen put down Ziobac's hand, he looked down at his phone, his eyes were red, his eyelashes were wet with salty tears, and his brows were knotted.

Both pure and beautiful, but also vicissitudes of life.

Ziao Bai was leaning on a special chair, his pale face was pinkish from the hot pot, his eyelids had a tendency to fight, and he was sleepy.

"Baibai, it's Yu Xiang's phone." Zhang Zhen held the phone up to Ziaba's ear, "It's not him, it's his brother."

Ziao Ba stretched her eyelashes: "Yu Ling?"

There was a low voice on the other end of the phone: "It's me."

Yu Ling said that he concealed the matter of Jiaobai from his brother: "I was watching him abroad, I'm sorry I couldn't return home."

"Just take care of your brother." Jiao Bai said, "The cooperation between the Cen family and the Shen family and the Qi family to deal with the Shen family is a thing of the past. Now the Cen family and the two families are not allies. Do you understand me?"

Yu Ling was silent for a while: "I work for Cen's family, you live in Qi's family, and you are friends with Mr. Xiao Shen, our positions are different, is that what you mean?"

"I hope you can find a way to get out as soon as possible, the Cen family will lose." Jiao Bai's words have been unintentionally spoiled. He didn't know if there would be punishment. He waited, but he didn't wait for the assistant's warning. cold sweat.

There was noise at the other end of Yu Ling, Yu Xiang was asking for something, he hung up the phone in a hurry, and called back after a while.

"I stayed at Cen's house because I thought that if Cen Jingmo wants to use you one day to provoke a struggle between several forces, I can help you." Yu Ling said.

"Farewell." Ziobai yawned, "If you really develop to that point, you won't be able to help me. It's not that I doubt your strength, but that you have a younger brother who has been exposed long ago. You don't feed the whole family by yourself. A lonely family who is not hungry, Cen Jingmo is easy to deal with."

Yu Ling's resolute eyebrows were raised together.

"Before you plan to escape, hide your brother first, he is your weakness, don't be caught by Cen Jingmo." Ziobai took a sip of the sour plum juice fed by Zhangzhen, slurring his speech.

Yu Ling said solemnly: "I will."

After a pause, there was a softness in his flat voice: "Congratulations on your safe discharge from the hospital."

Jiao Bai frowned, and replied, "What I said at the Beicheng Hotel remains the same, don't waste time on me."

"I have that answer too." Yu Ling's breathing remained unchanged, "It doesn't matter."

The activity has increased, and it is only 0.01 away from 50.

Jiao Bai thought about it, and judging from his experience in completing five tasks, if Yu Ling's activity rate wants to break through 50, the opportunity is either Cen Jingmo or Yu Xiang.

In short, when the time comes, Zibai will naturally know, and he will be able to catch it. He glanced at the four groups.

→The fate of this life [confidant] 0/1

→This life will never fail【Best relatives and best friends】1/1

→Guardian from life to life 0/0

→ Unforgettable in a lifetime [The most familiar stranger] 0/3

Cen Jingmo entered the first group.

It's been a while since I went in, and every time I look at Ziabai, my head is full of question marks, and that chubby Cen Jingmo actually regards him as a confidant.

Shouldn't it be Guanong?

Ziobai couldn't figure out what Cen Jingmo thought of him, so he put it aside, and waited for this surly plan of self-strategy to find him.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

The elevator in Lanmo Mansion only goes to the first floor, and the only way to get to the second floor is the stairs.

Zaobai asked Zhang Zhen to carry him down.

Zhang Zhen supported him in one hand and carried the wheelchair in the other, and just brought him to the door of the study on the second basement floor.

"Go in." Zhang Zhen said.

Ziao turned the wheelchair: "You can't get in either?"

Zhang Zhen didn't say it directly, the expression had already given the answer.

Zibania coughed, her ears felt slightly hot: "Then I'll go in."

Zhang Zhen watched as he was double-authenticated by fingerprint and iris, and entered the study in a wheelchair.

The door closes automatically.

Zhang Zhen stayed outside. He sat on the stairs and called the third brother.

The background on Qi Yiliao's side was noisy, he was at a wedding banquet.

The grandson of an old man with a high status in the political arena married his wife. Leaders in various fields were present, including the young prince of the Cen family and the new chairman of the Shen family.

Qi Yiliao went down from the second floor and turned to the fountain on the first floor. He said a few words to Zhang Zhen, hung up the phone and turned on his mobile phone. After a while, the all-round monitoring of the study appeared on the screen.

The young man turned the wheelchair to the desk, picked up the amulet on it, and put it back on.

He took the small key and the white cat and hung it back.

He let out a long breath, and said to himself: "It feels like a **** complete."

"Grass…"

"Complete???"

"Grass!"

Lao Tzu needs to engrave something to calm himself down. Ziobai pushed the whiteboard on the desk forward, revealing the tabletop underneath. He touched it in surprise, why didn't he engrave a single word?

At the time of the graduation gift, Qi Yiliao seemed to say that the new desk would be engraved with him, wouldn't he be waiting for him?

Ziobai looked around the study room, he felt that he was looking at a direction that might be monitored, and said word by word with his mouth: "Old pervert."

There is an extra hand on the surveillance screen, and the palm is pressing on the young man's vivid face.

Qi Yiluo flicked his forehead with his fingers.

Not well behaved.

When you recover, you will be punished for copying scriptures.

Several rehabilitation therapists lived in Lanmo Mansion, and they assisted Jiaobai in rehabilitation every day.

Up to Qi Yiliao, Zhang Zhen, down to Qi's thugs, they all supervise him and don't allow him to slack off.

Except Aunt Liu, who is a visitor.

It doesn't matter to Zibai, he told Qi Yiliao that Aunt Liu didn't like him, and Qi Yiliao kept her, which showed that she didn't have the guts to make trouble.

When the winter vacation of the university was about to end, Ziobai took a wheelchair to go to the Medical University to complete the formalities for suspending school, and Zhang Zhen accompanied him there.

The process went smoothly. The principal sent Zimbabella to the elevator, saying that he hoped that he would recuperate well at home, and that he was welcome to enter the school with the freshmen next year. The scene was very beautiful.

Ziobai responded politely, and the principal was even more polite, and the two of them had a wave of business nonsense before they were done.

This point is that during the class, there are not many figures wandering around in the school.

Zhang Zhen took Ziabazania around at will, strolling around the playground, teaching building, dormitory building, etc., stepping on withered yellow leaves on the soles of his shoes: "Baibai, there is something I haven't told you all this time. , I received an order from my third brother to find that kid from the Liang family and lock him up, but he was determined to take revenge. Go down the stairs and be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

The action of Zizania pressing the wool cap stopped: "Liang Dong is going to settle accounts with someone at the banquet, Cen Jingmo is still..."

"When he is discharged from the hospital, I will have someone take him to Lanmo Mansion, you ask him." Zhang Zhen hesitated to speak.

Seeing Zhang Zhen like that, Ziobai knew who was behind the murder of Qi Shuang.

It's fucking.

I can't control it anymore, I don't want to control it anymore.

Forget it, let's try and do our best.

Ziobai's good mood was affected, he took a cursory look wherever Zhang Zhen took him, and when he returned to Lanmo Mansion, Qi Yiliao was shoveling snow in the front yard.

Those were snow bumps with corners and horns, Qi Yiliao shoveled them into the sun in lumps.

Qi Yiliao was wearing a gray sweater, his hair was unkempt, and he relaxed casually, with a strong sense of home, and the elegance in his bones was not diminished in the slightest.

On the spur of the moment, Ziobai grabbed the wheelchair and got up a little bit: "Brother, the ground is not frozen, I'll walk over."

With a sullen face, Zhang Zhen followed him cautiously, breathing very lightly, like an old mother flapping her wings, for fear that her cub would fall.

Zizania was wrapped in a long down jacket, a woolen cap on his head, gloves on his hands, a scarf wrapped around his neck a few times to cover his chin, a mask on his face, and a pair of eyes exposed, bright and blazing .

The cotton shoes on his feet are non-slip, and Zibai walks very slowly, like a child who wants to walk on the ground when his fart is too big. He stops after taking half a step, his legs hurt, and his tailbone hurts. His hands and feet felt weak for a while, and the sweat seeped out from his pores, soaking his autumn clothes.

Qi Yiliao stuck the shovel into the snow, took off his gloves, pulled out half of the cigarette from his lips, and extinguished it. Looking at the young man who was walking clumsily and struggling, he encouraged him with deep eyes, "Slow down, come to me."

"I'm leaving!" Ziobac cursed, he was panting so badly, his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water.

Damn, life is **** hard.

"Third brother, Baibai can't go any further." Zhang Zhen shouted anxiously.

Qi Yiliao strode over.

Zia Bai only took two or three steps in the direction of Qi Yiliao.

Qi Yiliao walked dozens of steps toward Jiaobai, stood in front of him with a strong smell of tobacco, and supported him who fell forward.

The palms were on top of the fluffy down jacket at his waist, and the five fingers smeared with cold gathered together to hug him.

Hug up.