MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 106

The young man strode up the road, tall and thin, with the tail of hair softly attached to the back of his neck, and he didn't look back once.

What is in Qi Yiliao's pupils? The firework between his fingers, flickering and extinguishing, drifts away with the wind.

When the long legs took a step, they froze again. Qi Yiliao looked up at the sky.

It is going to rain.

The wind picked up, and it was unbearably dry.

Qi Yiliao glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar front yard. He remembered? It was full of rare flowers and plants, some of them? Planted by his mother when he was alive, it has been many years, but now this yard is? Common plants, still there Growth period.

It is said that the mess thrown by an old friend was saved by the person who left just now.

And he has only blank memories.

It was added, but it was only verbal or descriptive text, without pictures.

Qi Yiliao's face turned tired, he rubbed his swollen temples, and ordered Qi Da to pack the child's daily necessities.

As a result, he passed by himself.

The bedroom is on the first floor with a separate courtyard.

Qi Yiluo walked in, and what he saw was a double bed, an exquisite bedside, a lamp, no desk bookshelf, etc. He walked in without any impression, turned a corner, and saw a spacious and bright cloakroom with four hanging ? season clothing. All? The style of his dedicated design team.

"Master Qi, we need to get some summer clothes for Young Master Bai." Qi Da respectfully greeted him and came in.

Qi Yiluo looked at the t-shirts in the cloakroom and took them down to make room for them. A sense of hostility was born in his heart for no reason, and rose to his brows and eyes: "Is everything in this bedroom? His own request, or? "

"Partly? Master Qi asked us to prepare it for Young Master Bai." Qi Da replied immediately, "The other part is?,"

Under the tremendous pressure, his muscular body was sweating coldly, "It was placed by Master Qi himself."

There was silence all around.

Qi Yiliao's memory field set off a storm in vain, overturning all the parts he had sorted out after waking up to now, and the memory became even more chaotic.

The four years of memory that people around him helped him make up, to him, is equivalent to Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, isn't it? Eat it bit by bit, chew and swallow it, but eat it whole, and you can't feel any taste.

Zhu Bajie is the ginseng fruit that he voluntarily eats. He is stuffed, the memory gap is blocked, and it is just blocked. The literal meaning is thin and stiff, without color, gray and white, which cannot be imagined. picture.

Qi Yiluo couldn't tell what it was like? He couldn't believe that he could do this for a single person in his lifetime.

For that young man, he untied the gentleman's shackles that his mother put on him, fought with old friends who had been with him for many years, confronted him, formed an alliance with the son of the other party, pulled him down, took revenge personally, and also took revenge on him. ?Another old friend started...

The situation has changed too much now.

Except for the Qi family, the other big families have undergone major changes and reshuffled their cards.

The root of that change is? The owner of this bedroom.

Qi Yiliao sat on the recliner in the small courtyard, with the sound of wind in his ears, the sound of grass and trees sweeping? The sky and the earth embraced him, and something was vaguely missing.

Someone should be chanting next to him.

Qi Yiliao's gray shirt was empty, he had given away his mother's belongings.

What he gave away was all his property, countless privileges, and a piece of... He chewed it? It was extremely jerky.

Qi Yiliao couldn't help but laugh, all these absurd things were facts.

His mother taught him restraint and self-restraint, and hoped that he would live a peaceful life, be a bystander to the world, and never lose control over anyone or anything.

But he persisted for many years, but broke the precept last year, his health broke down, and he even made a will to arrange a future for his children who were one round younger than him.

Qi Yiliao closed his eyes, and what appeared in his mind? Those fireworks, those eyes with soft tails but extraordinarily tough and bright eyes, a mass of sour and complicated emotions squeezed into his chest, and he relaxed a little anxiously. The neckline of the shirt was loose, the back of the shoulder was leaned into the recliner, and fell asleep unconsciously.

"One cold winter day, you were shoveling snow in a gray sweater, and Xiao Ling came back from the outside. He was wearing a long down jacket, a woolen cap on his head, gloves on his hands, and a scarf around his neck several times. Get up, your shoes are on the ground that is not icy, he walks a few steps towards you, you put down the shovel, walk a dozen steps towards him, walk up to him, hug him who is about to fall, hug him Woke up. You carried him to the house, he buried his head on your shoulder, Ah Zhen followed you with a wheelchair."

"Little Ling is planting flower seeds in the front yard. He is sitting in a wheelchair, and the movement of sowing is not smooth. In the evening, you come back from get off work early, squat in front of his wheelchair, pick up a flower seed next to the leather shoes, and put it into his hand. You get down on one knee and look up, and there's a big cloud of fire in the sky."

…

Qi Yiluo opened his eyes suddenly, and grabbed the hand that was about to touch the bridge of his nose.

The girl let out a frightened gasp.

Qi Yiluo had just woken up, his head was dizzy, and his thinking reflexes were slow. He himself was very surprised that he quickly restrained this person. The touch between the fingertips is so smooth? Unlike the skin texture that humans should have, his dark gray eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A splintering sound fell from the sky.

It's raining.

Xiao Ling was so frightened? He moved closer to the recliner, and his very soft and small body shrank in.

The wind and rain pushed a ray of sweet fragrance to Qi Yiliao, his throat protruding from the collar of his shirt rolled up and down, and he exerted a little force on his hand.

Xiao Ling was brought? He knelt down at his feet, trembling and terrified, but he still exposed his slender neck like a sacrificial offering.

Qi Yiliao bowed his head? He looked down expressionlessly.

There is a voice in his subconscious telling him, this is? His trophy, the medical center, is it? It can make him relax and feel comfortable and peaceful.

fake.

She can make you feel better.

fake.

She can ease your pain.

…

The sound kept ringing, and he couldn't find a way to turn it off, which made him irritable and burned his scalp and skin.

Qi Yiliao's eyes flicked over the hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes of the person at his feet. Her whole body was white, which reminded him of another person, his mother.

She is also bisexual and genetically mutated, but she is forced to be a girl, and she has no chance to choose.

"Ah Liao, come here and see? See? Your father's death, see clearly, remember."

"Be a man, don't be a beast, don't follow in your father's footsteps."

The rain drenched Qi Yiliao's handsome facial features. He clasped the delicate wrist in his palm, and slowly approached like an emperor. His black eyelashes were half down, and his nostrils dripping with water droplets moved slightly.

If there seems to be no place to brush the nose? A smell of medicine.

Intensified in an instant.

Hungering, like? The tip of his nose is pressing against a piece of skin, sniffing deeply hungrily and violently, and his lungs are full of? That smell.

When Qingtian was sticking to her body, Qi Yiliao pushed it away, with a rough force and lack of demeanor, he stood up hastily, his tall figure swayed, and looked to the side, as if he was thinking right? Who could explain what? , but that thought is fleeting.

Boom—

Boom—

The heart is beating violently? The rhythm is extremely irregular.

Qi Yiliao felt the palpitations of dying, his complexion was pale and pale, his lips were tightly pursed and slightly trembling, he lost his self-cultivation for the first time, and cursed in a low voice.

"Oh shit."

When Zhang Zhen came over, the rain curtain had covered the entire castle.

On the fifth floor, Qi Yiliao flipped through the documents in the study next to his bedroom, did he still have any water stains on his hands? Hearing the servant's report, he walked out of the study with an annoyed expression, and questioned Zhang Zhen who was sitting in the living room, "No? Passed? Did you call? Why are you still out of the hospital?"

Zhang Zhen was a little dazed. The third brother finally overcame the difficulty, saved his life, but lost his memory, was misled by the premeditated Dean Qi, took advantage of his loopholes, was sad and angry in vain, and Aunt Liu committed suicide... all happened on this day.

"I'm asking you something." Qi Yiliao patted Zhang Zhen's back.

Zhang Zhen let out a sigh: "Third Brother, Aunt Liu and Dean Qi? Have you dealt with the matter of collusion?"

Qi Yiliao's eyes darkened: "The person is dead, and the body was cremated." He hasn't confronted his own sister yet, and the other party will show off to him.

Zhang Zhen covered his face, rubbed his face indiscriminately, and talked to Aunt Liu in vain. One of them was his lost and recovered brother, and the other was his elder who was kind to him and had been with him for many years.

Aunt Liu doesn't like Baibai. She cooperates with Dean Qi because she hopes that the third brother can marry Xiaoling, and if he lives, he can also continue the incense for the Qi family.

This is? Her wish as an old loyal servant, to kill herself when she achieves her goal, to go to the underworld to see the ancestors of the Qi family.

From Zhang Zhen's point of view, what Aunt Liu did hurt the third brother, also hurt Jiaobai, hurt him.

"Third Brother, Baibai will never use your connivance to be lawless, why? Make things difficult for Aunt Liu, trip her up, and even provoke your relationship." Zhang Zhen said solemnly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Lan Everyone in Mo Fu. Surveillance can also testify."

Qi Yiluo sat down on the sofa next to him: "Everything is gone, it's being repaired."

Zhang Zhen: "..."

"You drove ? for nothing," he said.

Qi Yiluo leaned on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes to rest, did he correct his words.

"When are you going to communicate with Baibai?" Zhang Zhen pressed, he was not? The tone of a subordinate, but the identity of a family member of Zizania.

"I need to be familiar with the company's accounts and development over the past four years, as well as the situation in the business world." Qi Yiliao said in a flat voice, "Wait a few days." With the child here, he couldn't calm down.

Zhang Zhen said: "Aren't you afraid that he will run away with someone?"

Qi Yilian laughed so hard that he didn't think so: "Can you run away with someone in a few days?"

"I can't tell, but there are quite a lot of people who like him anyway." Zhang Zhen said lightly, "I went to college, right? There will be more people who like him."

Qi Yilian stopped laughing.

Weird atmosphere? Very. Zhang Zhen swiped his mobile phone. About the memory loss of the third brother, no news has been leaked yet.

"Give me his phone number." A voice suddenly sounded from the side, but no emotion could be heard.

The chapter pillow is given, and he will leave after chatting for a while.

"Third brother, don't touch that little spirit." Zhang Zhen walked to the door of the living room with crutches, turned around and said, "If you touch it, you and Baibai will be finished."

Qi Yiliao's eyes fell on the phone screen. He was changing the screensaver, but he was not satisfied no matter how he changed it, so? Two words popped out of his mouth impatiently: "Troublesome."

"I am troublesome?" Zhang Zhen burst into flames, and it was rare to contradict childishly, "For nothing? My brother, why not? He likes you, and I don't want him to be my third sister-in-law!"

Qi Yiluo turned his handsome face: "Have you slept with him?"

Zhang Zhen? Listen clearly: "What?"

Qi Yiliao repeated the previous question and modified it: "I did it? Your brother..."

Zhang Zhen's crutch flew over rebelliously.

If it were a few months ago, Qi Yiliao could easily catch or escape, but now he can't, the sensitivity of his limbs is uncoordinated, his brain speed is not stable, and he got hit on the bridge of the nose.

Severe pain hit, almost fractured.

Zhang Zhen nervously hopped over on one leg: "Third brother, are you alright?"

Qi Yiliao clutched the bridge of his nose, in pain? He didn't want to speak.

"It's over, Baibai likes your nose the most," Zhang Zhen muttered while calling the doctor, "It must not be broken."

Qi Yiliao's face was pitch black.

"Third brother, my leg injury is taking a long time to heal, and I can't do anything for you for the time being. You can call Qi Huai back." Zhang Zhen hung up the phone and said, "Did he come out while you were in a coma? Mistake? Mistake."

"I have to? Go back to my place. I'm here for nothing. I'm afraid he won't think about it." Zhang Zhen was thinking wildly and worried.

Qi Yiliao put one hand on the bridge of the injured nose, and waved the other hand: "Hurry up and go."

Zhang Zhen stared at the third brother for a long time, the time of the third brother was different from them, it was four years ago, less than thirty years old.

At this time, he clearly felt that the third brother four years ago was younger than four years later.

mentality.

Now that I think about it carefully, the third brother's state of exhaustion from the inside to the outside started? Three years ago, there seems to be no warning.

Zhang Zhen still doesn't understand what happened to the third brother.

As the rain subsided, Zhang Zhen returned to his apartment in Langli. He was still managing his expressions before entering the door, thinking about how to enlighten his brother, but he opened the door and entered, and what he heard was the sound of laughing and laughing. He walked through the shoe cabinet in the entrance and turned left, and saw his brother cracking melon seeds on the sofa watching TV at a glance.

Zhang Zhen: "..."

"Why are you here?" Zizania looked up with a melon seed in its teeth.

"I don't worry about you, come back and see? Look?." Zhang Zhen leaned on his crutches and walked over, sweeping the pile of snacks on the coffee table out of the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as he could eat.

Zizania japonica cracked open the melon seeds: "Aren't I? Children, why don't you worry about it?"

Zhang Zhen kept looking at him, and said after deliberation: "Bai Bai, the third brother is now living a new life. He hasn't completely accepted everything in the previous life. He will have to wait."

Ziabania's face was illuminated by the light of the TV screen, making him both vivid and depressing.

"I asked Qi Da, did the third brother's cleanliness change? He won't..." Did Zhang Zhen speak? After he finished speaking, a piece of Wangwang Snow Cake was stuffed into his mouth. He said while eating, "Don't hate me Long-winded. I am? I am afraid that you will be sad and disappointed." Then give up.

Zizania fished out the remaining snow cakes in the bag and gnawed them. Isn’t he?

Love was not in his life plan at first, but later it came. He examined its strength and felt that it was quite tough, so let's go for it. So? He greeted him.

For?Ziaobai, is his life brilliant or not? Is there any meaning in living, isn't it? It can only be judged by love, which doesn't exist.

He is angry, angry with the background of this world.

After coming here, he took a hot bath, ate and drank enough, listened to the rain and watched a movie, and he felt much better.

Last year at the auction house, when the elves appeared, Qi Yiliao showed an abnormality. At that time, Jiaobai smelled dog blood, which was expected.

After more than a year, he almost forgot, but it still came.

Isn't that right? It's finally here.

As soon as Ziobai regained his sanity, he was glad that the blood was poured down before he completed the task, not after he completed the task, because once he completed the task, he would be...too miserable in Qi Yiliao , Qi Yiliao is miserable, he is also miserable, and Zhang Zhen is miserable, stop and stop, and then think of a way, choose the **** glass **** road by yourself, and walk on your knees.

Consider the present now.

Previously in the Academy of Sciences, he wanted to know whether his self-confidence, coupled with Qi Yiliao's persistence, could survive the blood of the destiny. Try it, try it all, right? Him, right? Qi Yiliao.

Take it as a test, an experience.

Looking at the account list, Ziobai, the white flower on Qi Yiliao's profile picture disappeared.

Living is the foundation.

Qi Yiliao is already alive, so let's see? His side.

Zizania peels oranges for Zhang Zhen, he has to? Find a time to find a way to contact Shen Ernan, why doesn't that kid join the group, can you be quicker. And Yu Ling and Qi Yiliao, hurry up.

In the early morning, the car of the scientific research institute drove into Lanmo Mansion.

Dean Qi? Went to the backyard, didn’t you? The burnt paper money flew everywhere, and some of them flew on her head and body, and she pulled them off one by one. Then go.

Her little brother who was burning the paper was in his infancy, but babies would grow? He was? Soon.

How fast does that grow? The stage is only seventy-two hours.

He woke up at around two o'clock in the afternoon, and now it's over eleven thirty at night, nine hours have passed, the closer he is to the end of the growth period, the more stable he is, this time is more stable than an hour ago, An hour ago it was more stable than it was two hours ago...in every way?.

When his growth period is over, her painstaking guidance will be useless.

He still? Will be a dedicated type.

Men from the Qi family are either ruthless or promiscuous. What is dedicated? What is it? funny.

No? I don’t know that I don’t have a long lifespan, but for the sake of so-called love, I ruin my body and shorten my lifespan. It’s just pathetic.

The process of guiding? Cheng Mingming went very smoothly, yet he still hasn't touched Xiaoling, is that bamboo shoot right? His Gu is resisting.

It is so difficult to cover where the Gu is nailed.

Instinct, or true self, whoever wins.

The men of the Qi family she was familiar with all won by "instinct". The current head of the family has inherited the good genes and genetic diseases of the Qi family, so he should make the same choice.

"Ah Liao." Dean Qi walked over.

Qi Yiliao sat on the ground and shook out a bunch of paper money. The fire snake wrapped ashes around his gauze-covered nose. He stepped back, "You burn the rest."

Dean Qi's loose eyelids twitched, she stiffly burned a few pieces of paper, and suddenly raised her head to stare at the photo on the tombstone.

The photo was yellowed and blurred, but the person on it was burnt to ashes and I can't forget it.

her father.

A piece of trash in aristocratic skin.

"Second sister, father is waiting for you." Qi Yiloo's voice was caught in the wind, and his tone was so gentle? It was creepy, like a ghost messenger from hell.

Dean Qi swallowed dryly. She took off her glasses and threw them aside, and inserted her hands, which smelled of medicine in the scientific research room, into her short, thick hair: "I mean you are? I'm wrong? I am too. ?For your own good."

"The entire Qi family is as lucky as you and him. You have all encountered the antidote bestowed by God," she poured out the chewed lines, "we have so many brothers and sisters, if not? Why do you want to be superior? , to create incentives for them to get sick, they are still alive, the Qi family will not be so deserted."

Qi Yiliao caressed the thin cocoon on the tiger's mouth, for the sake of superiority? He was just? taking a knife from someone else's hand to defend himself.

"With Xiaoling, you will have many heirs," Dean Qi pointed to the tombstone illuminated by the fire, and said sincerely, "Maybe you are more lucky than him, and you can have a full house of children and grandchildren, and become a member of the Qi family." It's a miracle, how wonderful it is to honor the ancestors."

Qi Yiluo knelt down: "You hate the people in the tomb, why should you target me?"

"Second sister," he pulled out her ten fingers from her hair, straightened her messy hair, moved his palm down, grabbed her neck, and sighed helplessly, "you give me Big trouble added to already messy life."

Dean Qi's breathing became more difficult, his eyelids rolled up, and the protruding whites of his eyes were bloodshot. She has done many experiments with herself, and after all kinds of hardships, she gave birth to a healthy and healthy child without any trace of the Qi family, but in the end she still couldn't get rid of the distortion factor in her genes, if it wasn't for her long Taking medicine for a long time made her a half-medicine person, and suppressed her illness by accident, and she was buried here.

After the intelligence score was detected, the person who was called the father sent her to the bed of a so-called special genetic person and used her as an experiment.

Her younger brother is ten years younger than her. Isn't the hardship she suffers? The same nature.

She hates it.

The Qi family cannot go to extinction, this sick family must go on.

She doesn't care anymore.

Live to middle age, almost.

Dean Qi? Give up struggling and wait for death.

The tension on her neck was relaxed, and she gasped instinctively, pushing oxygen into her lungs non-stop.

Still? Want to live.

Can live, who would want to die?

The paper money in the brazier was burnt to ashes, and when the wind blew, the two brothers and sisters who had lost all blood and family ties fell into their bodies.

The tombstones are all looking at them, ignoring them, and laughing at themselves.

Qi Yiliao took out the handkerchief, and wiped his fingers slowly: "The work of the research institute is heavy. You are old and unable to do what you want. Stop doing it. I will choose a place for you to retire."

Dean Qi's coughing sound stuck in her stinging throat. What is she? She will never even think about going back to the West City and the job she loves for the rest of her life.

However, she thought that this man would dig a hole and bury her.

"Second sister, I've been easy-going since I took charge of the Qi family, have you forgotten?" Qi Yiliao straightened up, looked down at her from above, and said warmly, "Even if I lose my memory, I'm still the same."

Dean Qi? Thinking about the time he took office and the speed at which new graves were added to the cemetery, I felt chills all over my body.

Now he is very unstable, too dangerous.

He must have been there for a moment just now? He really wanted to choke her neck.

Yes? The word "restraint" saved her. When she was on the verge of suffocation, she vaguely heard him muttering those two words, his breath was gloomy and rotten.

Despite this, Dean Qi still desperately shouted: "Why don't you obey your instincts?"

Qi Yiliao kept walking, and the dirty handkerchief was crushed under his feet.

"Obey, you'll be comfortable, why resist? Don't you? Have you forgotten about that bamboo shoot? Your persistence is meaningless!" Dean Qi's panting sounded like a broken bellows, and the big bait was stuffed into his mouth You can eat it by opening your mouth, why not eat it?

Aren't you? Father and son? The appearance is carved out of the same mold, and the intelligence test also has a score. It is recognized by the Qi family as the most similar father and son.

"Ah Liao, do you want Aunt Liu to die in vain?" Dean Qi shouted.

What responded to her was a wind sound like a ghost screaming.

Dean Qi glanced at the tombstone, grabbed the brazier with convulsive fingers, and smashed it hard.

The castle is as bright as day, every corridor and every floor is brightly lit.

Qi Yiliao walked all the way, controlling his mind all the way, and there was a sound of "restraint" between his lips and teeth.

Da Qi came over lightly and came to report: "Master Qi, the monitoring has been repaired."

"All of them?" Qi Yiliao said with a gentle pace.

"It's only from three and a half years to the day before yesterday." Qi Da followed behind, "There are too many, so let's pick out the part that left Young Master Bai first."

Seeing that the person in front didn't respond, he breathed out and continued.

Qi Yiliao heard that three and a half years ago, the number of surveillance in Lanmo Mansion had increased several times, densely packed like a spider web, and his eyebrows moved slightly. He had no impression of that incident, and he couldn't push it out. It seems that there is a piece of his missing memory that is so secret that no one around him knows, and he needs to restore it by himself.

At two o'clock in the morning, Qi Yiliao got up from the icy bathtub. His cold white arms reached the bathrobe and the straps were tied together casually. He walked out loosely and walked a short distance. He still habitually wears a bathrobe and puts on the mask of an ascetic gentleman.

Qi Yiliao picked up the remote control and opened the multifunctional wall in front of the bed, revealing a whole monitor in front of him, and he clicked on the first one in the upper left corner in order of date.

That's the first time that Ziabaca entered Lanmo Mansion, as Shen Ji's gadget.

The monitoring progress bar is running.

Qi Yiliao stared at him, with a cigarette between his lips, he saw the sickly-faced Jiaobai enter the backyard and was bumped into by him, he was surprised that he was only giving a verbal warning on the grounds of education, no? There are other actions.

When he saw Zibazania sitting on his lap, he frowned slightly, as if repulsed and uncomfortable. But the heels of his legs were faintly hot, as if there was really a peach-shaped **** pressing on it.

Qi Yiliao's throat was itchy, was it empty? His clammy palm moved in mid-air. He sat back a little, leaning against the head of the bed with his thin body, his bathrobe soaked in water Below are his stretched muscle lines.

The wild rice in the picture was slapped by Shen Ji, Qi Yiliao frowned a little bit, his teeth stuck in the cigarette butts, and he ground unconsciously.

When Shen Ji pulled out the belt and swung it at Ziobao, Qi Yiliao suddenly stood up, and he saw the belt was drawn on Ziobai's arm, and Ziabaca fell on him screaming in pain.

A pinch of soot was shaken off violently, and it was already cold when it landed on Qi Yiliao's instep, but it was scalded by his elevated body temperature and the blood rushing under the skin.

Did Qi Yiluo sit down, his eyebrows raised high, and deep in his throat came out a rough gasp that was pulled to the scales.

"Old, Shen..."

Qi Yiliao gritted his back molars, and looked back with a gloomy face.

In the back is the little by little life of "Ziaobai" living in Lanmo Mansion. Qi Yiliao found that every time, he went up to him and tried every means to get in touch with the other party.

During the day, Qi Yiliao asked the people around him what he thought was the reason for the bamboo shoots, but no one could answer.

The surveillance saw this, but he still didn't understand.

Qi Yiliao went back and forth several times through the surveillance camera before his eyes on Zibazania increased, and noticed a watershed.

It seems to be?, Ziabab said he was bewitched?

He actually believed that kind of superstition? Still want to find out?

Seeing himself digging out the date pit from Zizania's mouth with his hands, sitting beside his bed in the middle of the night like a lunatic, stroking his bruised chin...Qi Yiluo could barely calm down.

Until the self in the surveillance secretly kissed his hair, secretly kissed his fingertips, secretly kissed his earlobes, secretly kissed the bite marks on the back of his neck...

Stealing kisses, stealing kisses, stealing kisses, all? Stealing kisses.

Qi Yiliao turned off the light in silence, hiding his embarrassing expression in the darkness.