MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 68

Zizania ate breakfast and lunch together, he had no appetite for the soft rice and a table of dishes.

"Young Master Bai, we didn't tell Brother Zhen what happened last night." Qi Er said, "He's working in another place, and the brothers are afraid that he will be distracted."

When Brother Zhen asked, everyone spoke in unison, saying that everything in Xicheng was safe, and that his brother was safe.

"I understand the truth. I won't tell him until he comes back." Ziabai understood.

Qi Er stepped back with confidence.

Ziobac took two sips of the soup, and he threw the exquisite spoon into the bowl. He quickly stood up and strode up to the boy who was helped in.

Shen Er'an had woken up a long time ago, and only now came to Lanmo Mansion. It was he who finally pulled himself out of the rotten world a little bit.

Even so, there was still a hole in his heart.

It's worn out, it doesn't hurt, it's just too ugly and disgusting.

Disgusting myself.

It will never get better.

Razor Mountain is full of snow and it is still falling. The snow fell hard and hard.

Zibazania shuddered: "You're hungry, eat something first, and we'll talk after we're done eating."

Sinking but not moving.

Zaobai asked the heavy man to go down, and he walked over to the top by himself.

But his physique is incomparable with the Qi family's thugs, and he is not stable.

Shen Ernan slowly stood up straight.

Seeing that Shen Er's gaze was on his own stomach, Zia Bai understood, "It's nothing more."

"I, look." Shen Er'an lowered his eyes, his eyes were dark, and his complexion was very bad.

Zia Bai glanced around the dining room, all were surveillance cameras, all Qi Yiliao's eyes.

When Qi Yiliao was in the company, he didn't know if he watched the surveillance.

Zizania pick up the hem of the short sleeves. He woke up at noon and put on a cold compress for a while, so it's better so soon.

The boy in front of him was choking, depressed and sad.

Ziao Bai straightened his clothes, pulled him to the table and sat down, gave him a bowl of millet porridge and a pair of chopsticks: "Eat."

Shen Er'an vomited in the clinic for a long time, his stomach was empty, and it hurt like fire. He stared blankly at the only bowl of porridge on the table, his red eyes were not the cold and mysterious corner of the castle, he could only talk to him with concern. People who look at each other.

Zaobai specially asked Aunt Liu to make the porridge. Shen Er'an's self-loathing must have reached a critical point, and if it goes beyond that, he will commit suicide.

Shen Er'an was the same as Li Jue, the protagonist's halo wouldn't kill them, just torture them.

From the beginning, the process, to the ending, it's all those two words.

Ziao Bai's injured left hand was in his trouser pocket, but he didn't take it out. Shen Ernan watched stubbornly.

"..." Zia Bai put his bruised and purple hands on the table, letting him look at them.

Shen Er'an was frozen for a long time, he buried his haggard face in his palms, and hit his head heavily on Zhuo Yan, his back couldn't straighten up.

The young man seemed to have suffered from a serious illness and was still sick. Self-esteem, lack of vigor, vitality...all were taken away by the illness.

Zibazania originally wanted to leave, and let Shen Ernan stay alone for a while. Before he got up, Shen Ernan spoke, the voice came out from between the palms, vague and heavy.

"sorry."

Before Zibazania could respond, Shen Erxi laughed at himself: "I told you this at the beginning of this year."

Ziao Bai turned the keychain on the phone.

"I thought that was the last time you were injured because of me." Shen Er's lungs seemed to be pierced by something, and he had difficulty breathing, "Since you transferred to the third middle school and knew me, you always, Injuried."

His head was still on the table, and there were two drops of liquid on the ground beside his feet: "It used to be me, I gave it to you indirectly, hurt,"

"Now it's directly hurting you." Shen Erhong's voice was astringent and hoarse.

Zibai sat down and patted his trembling shoulder: "My friend, don't feel so guilty, you are also a victim."

Shen Er'an choked even harder.

Zibai knew very well that his consolation was useless.

Shen Er'an's paranoid attribute must be full, no matter what kind of feelings, he is paranoid. Wrong and right are basically his personal definition, and he has the final say.

A bowl of porridge goes from lukewarm to cool. Only then did Shen Ernan put down his hands covering his face, he looked at the table, his eyes were all red, and he was sluggish.

Zizania rubbed his cheek with one hand: "Can we chat now?"

Shen Ermon nodded slightly.

"I found out what happened from Li Jue." Jiao Bai said, "Have you contacted the friend who sent you to West City? He must be very anxious because he couldn't find you."

"Contact, it's over." Shen Ernan replied hoarsely, "He is, my person."

In the end, Shen Eram named a person, Tan Jun.

A plot flower exploded in Zizania's mind, Tan Jun, ah, grass, he is the leader of Shen Er'an's black technology team.

It was also Shen Er'an's mother, the tea picker girl's crush, who came to help him kick Shen Ji out of his position and bring down the Cen family.

Such a reliable person was defeated by Li Jue's protagonist.

To be precise, it was the main line of the two protagonists that led him away.

In the comics, Tan Jun is Shen Er'an's military adviser and general, a man of both civil and military skills. He was sent by Shen Er'an to look for Li Jue. He fell into the trap that Cen Jingmo had set for him early and died. miserable. Before he died, he suffered from a group of people...

Ziao Bai waved away the cartoons that came to mind: "Have you dealt with the little wool pendant that Zhao Lian gave you?"

Shen Erhong didn't make a sound.

After a while, he took out the small pendant from his pocket.

Zizania suggested: "If you still want to keep it, wash off the medicinal powder on it and soak it in disinfectant or something." Although Li Jue said that it was a set meal, the medicinal powder alone would not work, but the medicine is three-point poisonous, leaving Not so good above.

Shen Er ammonium caresses the pendant.

In Zibazania's field of vision are his hands wrapped in gauze, which are hot in summer, easy to be infected, and the sin is not over yet.

Shen Erhan was quieter than before.

No, not only the silence, but also... the whirlpool under the surface of the lake.

Jiao Bai squinted his eyes for a while, then stood up in vain. For a moment just now, he seemed to see the **** Gong coming out of the cartoon.

The biggest node is no longer there, and even if Shen Ernan's future trajectory will still be handed over to Li Jue, it will not be tighter than last night.

And since he was prepared, it would be difficult for Li Jue to get close.

Zibai sat back and looked at Shen Ernan who was immersed in his own world: "You..."

The voice stopped.

The little wool pendant was thrown into the trash by Shen Ernan, and he began to drink porridge.

Zizania frowned. Slag Gong, like Jian Shou, is just a tool to produce dog blood. He drinks dog blood very well, but it doesn't mean he likes to meet them in life.

Zizania look at Shen Er's profile picture. It is still snowing on Razor Mountain, and the top of the mountain is cold and white.

This made Zizania a little relieved, as it was still snowing. One day, if it is blood rain, or black hail, or a big knife, then it will be frighteningly scary.

Ziabaca scans the six friends on the list. Li Jue, Zhang Zhen, and Shen Ernan were all stuck at level 50, just waiting for an opportunity.

The rest are Yu Ling, Cen Jingmo, and Qi Yiliao.

The first two are bound, just deal with Yu Ling. The latter one is...

There are ghosts.

Absolutely, Qi Yiliao's degree of interest in him does not match his degree of activity.

Ziobai gets angry when he thinks about it, and wants to dig a hole to bury the little key, so that Qi Yiliao will be smashed in the cage.

"You live here, you're getting fat." Shen Er'an put down the empty bowl and said in a low voice.

Zizania: "..."

Needless to say, it's not that I don't know about your brother.

"Here, you like it." Shen Er'an smiled at him, very shallow and vague.

"I'm used to it." Zizania shrugged.

Shen Er'an's legs under the table hurt a lot, his hands hurt too, he couldn't sit still, his back was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were darkened: "Don't go back, Nancheng, it's not good for you there."

Zaobai saw that Shen Ernan was enduring, so he quickly picked him up from the chair: "I'll take you to lie down."

Shen Er's lips turned white: "Ziaobai, I almost missed it last night."

"I know how you feel. I've had a similar experience." Ziabania supported him.

Shen Er's pupils shrank.

"Relax, I haven't finished yet." Ziabab took Shen Ernan and walked step by step to the room closest to the dining room, "I survived too, but I soaked in cold water for a long time. Not as big as you."

Ziao Bai praised: "You are amazing." This is the truth, if the light in Shen Er'an's heart is shattered by the paw of desire, then when he rushes over, it will be in progress.

"But I still..." Shen Ernan's hands clenched into fists, blood seeped from the gauze, his sickly white face flashed past the distorted

"This shows that you are a normal person with healthy functions." Just as Zibai finished speaking, a perverted sparrow in a cage appeared in front of him, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Forget it." Ziababa said, "The more serious you are, the more serious you are."

"It's like when you step on **** while walking, you wash or throw away your shoes, and you still feel like there's **** on your feet, and your life smells like shit, so there's no need for that."

Shen Er'an was silent for a while, and asked: "That person, your neighbor, can I take revenge?"

Zizania was questioned.

"Wait a little longer," said Ziabab. Wait for me to let him join the group.

In fact, it's best not to retaliate.

I'm afraid you'll be covered in **** again.

The best way to deal with **** is to stay away from it.

But Zizania can't be said at this time. What Shen and ammonium needs is not this.

"I won't use the way of others to treat him. I just thought, let the Chu family not protect him." Shen Ernan didn't ask Ziobac why he was asked to wait, but said, "He For me, drug, I didn't end up, touch him, it's okay, forget it. But he shouldn't be in my mother's..."

Shen Er'an paused, and his eyelashes moved lightly: "This is something I cannot forgive."

In the second half of the sentence, Shen Erhong didn't stutter.

With all his strength, he grabbed the silent Ziobac and looked over with bloodshot eyes.

It is the uneasiness of a child who is about to do bad things. He is very afraid that his friends will think he is bad and don't want him.

So he wanted to look into his friend's eyes to see if he was still there.

Zibazania said "hmm", "I understand."

Shen Ernan smiled.

It's good that a friend understands him.

Shen Eran lived in Lanmo Mansion for two days, during which Qi Yiliao met him, asked him about his situation, and said that he could tell Jiaobai if he needed anything, and there was no need to be cautious.

Qi Yiliao's elder attitude is impeccable, nothing to say.

Shen Er'an bid farewell to Ziabai on the third day, saying that he had something to do.

Ziabai is worried that he will mess with the Chu family.

It's risky. Chu Dongshan and Shen Ji are still old friends, neither Shen Ji nor the Shen family are Shen Er's backers.

Shen Er'an seemed to know what Zibai was thinking, he explained that it was not for revenge on Li Jue, but to relocate his mother's grave. It's dirty there.

Zibai told Shen Er'an, telling him to pay attention to the injuries of his limbs, and leave the matter of moving the grave to the people around him, don't be brave, call him if you need anything.

After sending Shen Eran off, Zibai went to the second basement floor.

The desk in Qi Yiliao's study room was replaced with a new one. What he meant was that the two of them would engrave the word "restraint" together in the future.

The study has a bookshelf full of medical books, and everything from the books to the wooden shelves is brand new.

Moreover, a large laboratory was set up opposite the study, with complete equipment and equipment, a large nest of mice, and a row of human skeletons and skulls. That's what Zizania go to university for experiments.

All of the above are graduation gifts.

Ziobai pushed open the door of the study and went in, Qi Yiliao closed his eyes and meditated inside.

The old pervert didn't know what bad things happened, so he needed to come here to adjust his emotions.

Jiao Bai didn't go to Qi Yiliao, he found a medical book that he could barely understand from the bookshelf, and sat on the chair backwards to read it.

Qi Yiliao didn't get up either.

There was an unspeakable harmony in the study.

Both of them have their own domains, without interfering with each other, yet they breathe the same air.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door outside, and Aunt Liu came over with fruit.

Ziabab went to open the door: "Come in."

Aunt Liu stood at the door without moving a step, she handed the fruit plate to Jiaobai, and when he caught it, she took a few steps back, her gentle expression on her face was a bit ugly.

Jiao Bai thought of a possibility, Aunt Liu couldn't even enter the study on the second floor? Doesn't that mean that apart from Qi Yiliao, he is the only one who can enter and leave the Lanmo Mansion?

Such a great privilege...

He took a quick glance at Qi Yi's activity level, and it was around 20 the fuck? ! !

Ziobai returned to the study with a plate of peaches, and slammed the door with a clang.

Qi Yiliao was picking out scriptures with a ruler, and after reading one page, he picked up the next page: "Who messed with you?"

Ziao Bai rolled his eyes: "No." Is your activity dead? Can it go up? can it?

Qi Yiliao suddenly said, "Young people must be patient."

The back of Zia Bai's head suddenly went numb, and the sweat started to break down. Damn it, just after he finished complaining, Qi Yiliao said this, and the answer was really...

"Little assistant, I'm the only player in this comic world?" Ziabai couldn't help asking a question in his heart, and he was stunned after asking. I don't understand why I doubt it.

[Player Zaobai questioned the rules, this is the first warning! 】

Zizania: "..."

Forget it, it's better to be Qi Yiliao than this glass-hearted assistant. He walked to the desk and asked casually, "What do you mean by patience?"

"I mean, if you don't understand the book, read it slowly, sentence by sentence." Qi Yiliao looked away from the scriptures and glanced at him, "What? What do you think?"

Zizania hehe, I didn't think anything.

The peaches are produced in Lanmo Mansion. They are big and watery.

He bit down on Zizania, and the sweet juice overflowed from between his lips and teeth, wetting his blurred lips.

The young man lazily stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and continued to eat the big rotten peach.

Probably because he had a good time eating, the round toes on the slippers curled up slightly.

Qi Yiliao read the scriptures with lowered eyes, and the ruler casually scratched across the page, as if scratching something else.

There was a fresh and tender scent of peach flesh beside him, the young man leaned over from there, and looked at the scriptures spread out on the table.

"Third brother, how long has it been since you turned the page." Ziababa said while eating a peach, "Is it hard to understand? Let me take a look at this page."

It's all alien.

Zizania also couldn't understand why some scriptures and paintings were like paintings, which were not things that humans could understand.

"Peaches are delicious?" Qi Yiliao threw the ruler onto the scriptures.

"It's delicious." Zizania gave him one.

Qi Yiliao shook his head: "When spring comes, you go to the backyard and plant some peach trees."

"Isn't there already a lot?" Ziabaca said.

"The tree I planted, watching it slowly germinate, branch, grow, blossom and bear fruit, don't you feel a sense of accomplishment?" Qi Yiluo laughed.

Zibazania was not persuaded, he is not a person who is easily infected by life.

A drop of peach juice fell from the young man's lips, Qi Yiliao stretched out his hand on his lap, and his fingertips were slightly wet.

He sniffed.

The sweetness is fresh, not erosive.

"How can I eat a peach and get a hand of water." Qi Yiluo took out two tissues for him, "Tomorrow I'm going on a business trip, will you come with me?"

Ziao Bai paused as he rubbed his fingers: "Why should I follow?"

"A Zhen is also over there, let him take it around." Qi Yiluo twirled his fingertips, "There is nothing wrong with the school for now."

"After the college entrance examination, you can't be bored in the room every day. Your dermatitis insists on soaking in medicinal baths, and try to avoid when the sun is cracked." Qi Yiliao wiped off the juice dripping on his forearm.

Zibai thought for a while, maybe this business trip will meet the opportunity to pass 50 chapters: "Okay."

In a villa in the west city, Chu Dongshan drank the second bottle of wine. He stared at the villain on the bed, and as if making up his mind, he dialed a number: "Old Shen, when are you going back to China?"

Shen Zhi said that it was daytime, and he was busy taking the old lady out of the hospital: "Tomorrow."

Chu Dongshan rubbed his empty wine glass and asked, "Where does the plane land?"

"West City." Shen Ji said.

Chu Dongshan laughed: "That's good."

Shen Ji asked Chen Yiming to push the old lady, but he was one step behind: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Chu Dongshan raised his handsome eyebrows, "Call Lao Qi when we get together, the three of us haven't had a drink in the past six months, you two are too busy."

"It's not like you don't know about the old lady." Shen Ji flew directly to the West City to pick up the puppy and return to the South City. It is certain that he will meet A Liao. At that time, I hope that the puppy will listen to some words, everything will be happy, and there will be no messy accidents.

Chu Dongshan hung up in a hurry after chatting with his old friend. He hurried to the bed and looked at the waking child excitedly.

Li Jue's voice was very hoarse: "Second Young Master..."

"It's good that you can still recognize me." Chu Dongshan touched his forehead, and it didn't feel so hot, "You scared me this time."

Li Jue's sickly little face was full of guilt.

Chu Dongshan poured him a glass of water, and fed him a little bit: "In the past few days, you wake up sometimes, become comatose for a while, talk in your sleep all the time, and cry in your dreams. This crime is your own fault."

Li Jue was listless.

"Do you know who Shen Er'an is?" Chu Dongshan wiped off the water around his mouth with a tissue.

Li Jue looked at him blankly.

"He is the young master of the Shen family." Chu Dongshan said.

Li Jue opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "Shen...Shen family..."

"You usually don't read financial newspapers or pay attention to the news. It's normal if you don't know." Chu Dongshan snorted, "He looks more and more like his father."

Li Jue was in a daze, he hadn't digested his heavy family background yet.

"You're such an idiot." Chu Dongshan's tone was severe, but there were only distress and fear in his eyes, "If he has the right to inherit, what you did that night is tantamount to offending the entire Shen family."

He stroked the child's slender and weak back: "Do you like that kid that much?"

"I like it." Li Jue blushed and tightened his grip on the quilt. He thought of the boy's struggle and roar in the hotel, and the blood, his lips trembled, and his voice was crying with despair, "It's useless to like it." , he hates me to death, I've been with him for the rest of my life... woo..."

"Forget it, he is not blessed." Chu Dongshan stroked the child's hair, "Don't do things that hurt yourself, I will," he coughed softly, and changed his words, "Your grandma will Worry."

When Li Jue heard him mention grandma, he started to cry, crying so hard that he couldn't breathe: "It's my fault, I'm sorry grandma, I didn't take good care of her when I went to the hospital recently, I'm always dazed, she blamed me, it must be me ..."

"How could it be? It's your grandma who only worries about you." Chu Dongshan comforted him gently. I will get back what you suffered in that small hotel.

Chu Dongshan asked the child to lie down and went out lightly. He called the doctor.

Just as he was about to go back to his room after the call, the phone rang. Called at home.

Chu Dongshan put down his hand on the doorknob, and went to the living room to pick him up: "Dad, what's the matter, it's so late, and you haven't slept yet?"

"Sleep ass, your old man is going to be mad at you, get out!" The old man scolded at the other end, his crutches banging loudly, "Bring the **** you picked up at the beach!"