MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 49

There was originally a small lock on the data column sent by Shen. Now active over 50, unlocked.

What is shown is the graphic of the lock being opened.

There is also a small speaker next to it, which plays four words in a loop-welcome.

Ziao Bai thought: I want to go in.

In the next second, the information column sent by Shen was slowly opened in front of him.

The first page is a personal information.

The job search is average, with various information neatly written, and a one-inch photo sent by Shen is pasted on the upper left corner.

Ziobac was startled at first glance, he thought he saw Shen Erhan.

The Shen Ji in that photo should be an adult photo, he is too similar to Shen Er'an, the outline is not out of youthfulness but already handsome.

However, Shen Ji's eyes are very bright, full of vigorous ambition and the arrogance of the proud son of heaven. At this time, Shen Er'an always lowered his eyes, restrained and calm.

The old house has heating, and Zibai took off his coat when he came in, but the ancestral hall was overcast, and he felt cold, with a chill beneath his knees that penetrated into his bones. Ziobac was about to get up when a voice suddenly came from the corner.

"Master Bai, please kneel for as long as you can. The old lady is watching."

Zizania was trembling with anger, his face was green and cold, I'm going to send you and my family! !

The ancestral hall is monitored from multiple angles, and there are always special personnel watching, and those who kneel can't be punished for being lazy.

This point, Shen Ji will not be ignorant.

Jiao Bai knelt on the ground, facing the ancestors of the Shen family, and spat. He leaned his upper body back and propped his **** over his heels, which made him feel a little better.

There was no more sound from the monitor. Zibania continued to read the personal information sent by Shen.

From name, height, weight, date of birth, ID card, blood type to specialty, education, school list, award list, family members, personality, emotional experience, social circle list, ideal spouse conditions...all are there. More comprehensive and detailed than a job application.

Ziobai saw Shen Ji's academic qualifications, and every word seemed to be inlaid with gold.

At the age of 15, he studied at a world-renowned university. At the age of 19, he graduated with a Ph.D. in finance. At the age of 20, he gave up his academic research and returned to China to enter Shen's.

Character and education are not equal. Zibai snorted, and glanced at Shen Ji's character.

-The appearance is domineering and cold, but the heart is naive and simple.

Zizania: "..."

Childish is really childish, but what the **** is innocence, I don't even know that word, and he deserves it?

Suddenly, an arrow-like transparent round logo popped up on the page, with a line of small characters written on it.

【Player Ziabaca, next is your friend's World House, do you want to continue? 】

Zizania: Continue.

As his thoughts came out, a large area of ​​yellow, orange and orange colors appeared in his vision.

It was a page background composed of Pikachu, accompanied by the sound effect of "Pika Pika ~ Chu".

Zibania's face was indifferent, and the childhood male **** will always live in his memory. He drooped his eyelids and looked at Shen Ji's World House.

Divided into five sections, it is not a template, it is alive and moving all the time.

It's just like…

A heart beats again and again.

The titles of those five sections made Zian Bai feel a strong pain in the second and early youth.

+ childhood collection

+Childhood memories

+ Junior Achievement

+ middle-aged failure

+ dreams of old age

Ziaoba roughly scanned one by one, and there were photos, videos, recordings, and texts in each section.

From Shen Ji's arrival in this world to his departure, all the nodes of life are in it.

Ziao Bai rubbed his tired eyes, he had been looking forward to his friend's information to bring him a golden finger, and he also expected that it was related to the other party's inner world.

But I didn't expect it to be... the epitome of a lifetime.

In "Broken Wings", Shen Ji played the supporting role **** Gong, and the protagonist attacked his father. There are more scenes in the early stage and less in the later stage. The parts that have not been explained are all here.

Amidst Pikachu's cry, Ziaoba checked Shen Ji's childhood treasures and childhood memories.

The figure of the old lady occupied two plates, either she opened her arms, and Shen Ji, who was a child, stumbled towards her, or she hugged Shen Ji, told him the story of Pikachu, and bought him Pikachu pajamas.

Who would have thought that Shen Ji's nickname was Pipika?

Ziobai didn't bother to look any further, the rich family under the **** background, the family relationship will die in time, and they won't live long.

Zia Bai is not interested in the youth achievement section. It is nothing more than how many billions Shen Ji has made and how many business miracles and myths he has created.

Immediately following the "middle-aged failure", which is mentioned in the comics. Shen Ji didn't take Chen Yiming's reports more than once about the small actions of his nominal wife Qi Shuang and his son behind the scenes, thinking they were just clowns.

Until his power was emptied out bit by bit by his son, and when he came back to his senses, the situation was over.

Ants can also shake elephants, such a simple truth, the dignified chairman of the Shen family has never thought about it. He is so self-contained, the absolute king of the capitalist field.

Ziobai looked down all the way, and his eyes stopped on the last "dream of old age".

The manga didn't reveal the plot of Shen Ji's later years, it only stayed at the time when he was forty-five years old, even though he was already dying, the painting style was still like a dog.

Not only can a cardboard man not shit, he can't be old and ugly either.

If the plot requires it, you can be old, but you must be a handsome old man with great energy.

Of course, it is best not to get old.

As a long-time manga fan, Ziobai doesn't complain about paper people being old or not. As long as the manga is a cheap shell of dog blood, he will read it, and he can quickly accept any setting. For example, after entering the world of this comic, after some psychological struggles, he figured out that he should live well, and he was not much shocked by the system that suddenly jumped out at the time, in the second-dimensional bad street.

only,

Now Ziobai is staring at Shen Ji's "dream in old age", with a strong sense of malice in his heart.

Judging from the title of the section, it is old, dying, and dreaming sweet dreams.

Ziobai guessed that it contained all the regret fragments that Shen Ji recalled in his life and realized, but the result was really similar to what he understood.

"Dreams in Old Age" has no videos or recordings, only Shen Ji's autobiography with pictures.

-If life could be repeated, I hope I don't make the choice I made back then.

1: Do not go to Razor Mountain.

Then they would not drink the drugged tea, and Niezi would not exist.

2: Kill Qi Shuang, and the backyard will not catch fire.

3: Keep Jiang Yan, and when I die, Xiaohe can also have a companion.

…

…

There are six in total.

It also includes blaming friends and relatives for being helpless.

Zibai remembers the plot, Qi Yiliao didn't want to save him at that time, he knew that the seats under Shen Ji's **** were already scattered, and he couldn't do Shen's role as the protagonist, so he took a step back to save Qi's family and him Many subordinates who were born and died around him.

As for that Xiaohe, Shen Ji's official partner, he hasn't come out yet, and various plots are being advanced, so it is estimated that he will also appear early. Shen Ji really had a problem in his mind, and he still wanted his little lover to be with his lover who had been with him for many years.

Is that loving someone? Didn't he consider how much his little lover hates his promiscuity? Sad and ridiculous.

The end of this autobiography is Shen's last thoughts left in this world.

—If life can be repeated.

Zibai is indifferent, an arrogant, violent loser who doesn't treat people as human beings deserves to die with hatred.

"Assistant, can Pikachu's background music be turned off? Playing this World House has caused me psychological discomfort, it's disgusting."

【cannot. 】

"Okay." Zizania rolled her eyes.

The "Broken Wing" comic suddenly appeared on the interface.

Supporting role Shen Ji: A typical ancient black-hearted, black-lung, and brainy president with a **** brain, the top 1 in the villainous scumbag.

Strategy Guide: Play hard to get.

Paranoid attribute: 30.

The manga came and went without a trace, and Ziobai disappeared without even seeing it clearly. He asked his assistant to exit the World House, but called to stop.

There is a sentence at the bottom of the World House, which is the owner of the house, that is, Shen Ji's evaluation of his life when he was dying.

- Self-confidence makes the first half of life, but self-confidence ruins the second half of life.

Ziobai asked his assistant to help him back out of the interface, his stomach was filled with sour water, and he was about to vomit. He didn't know whether it was the physical discomfort caused by the pain and ice in his knees, or it was stimulated by Shen Ji's World House.

[Remind the player Ziabai that the "Youth Achievement" sent by his friend Shen has been updated. 】

What was updated?

Zibazania went in and took a look, and immediately had an expression of swallowing a fly.

There are many pictures of him in the "Youth Achievement" posted by Shen.

It is the picture of him kneeling in the ancestral hall.

It is now, this moment.

Ziao Bai didn't care about the weirdness, he stared at the matching words, his teeth were itchy.

The accompanying text is: I raised a vicious dog.

Zizania: "Get out!"

The data bar in front of him was instantly closed.

Zibazania's rapid breathing finally calmed down. Thirty-seven years old or a young man? Go **** it!

The ancestral hall seemed to be getting darker and colder, the bones on Zimbai's back and tailbone were aching, and there was still a whipping waiting for him at midnight.

The only thing that makes Zizania feel a little warm is,

Shen Ji's activity has passed 50 and has not stopped rising, and it has risen a little from time to time.

Sure enough, 50 is the watershed in the road, and you don't have to calculate and make moves when you go up, it will automatically increase.

It will be a hundred soon.

Ziobac closed his eyes, and his sickly white and thin face showed genuine joy. He finally didn't have to bother touching that rotten cucumber anymore, and could completely throw it away.

In fact, none of the Zizania group wanted Shen to send it in.

Because the first cut that this comic world made on his self-esteem was when Shen Ji made him kneel down in front of Little Pepper, who was pretending to be unconscious and covered in traces, in the smelly room after he vented.

The tip of the knife is full of the taste of Shen Ji's descendants.

Ziao Bai emptied his mind facing a pile of tablets, and the assistant said that it was automatically grouped, so it was out of his control.

whatever.

Retaliation or something is not as important as the task.

But if Shen Ji interferes with his mission, don't blame him for choking him to death with dog blood, and then throwing it into a big jar full of dog blood to pickle.

Who else is there in Nancheng, a city that stinks because of the Shen family?

Shen Er ammonium.

Li Jue.

Qi Zizhi.

The last one is on the run. I am afraid that the place of dealing with him in the future will not be in Nancheng. As for how to contact him, we will talk about it later. It is okay to engage him, as long as he is spared.

first and second...

A subtle guess jumped out from the bottom of Zia Bai's heart, Shen Ernan couldn't be with Li Jue, could he?

In the original book, what Li Jue did to him was ahead of schedule?

Zibai subconsciously fumbled for his pocket and took out his cell phone. After finding nothing, he comforted himself to calm down. It has been less than a month since Li Jue came to Nancheng, his paranoia towards Shen Ernan should not be strong enough to make him commit suicide.

"Little master, I wish you good luck," Ziabai said to himself, "I also wish me good luck."

Shen Ji asked him to kneel until tomorrow, when he was whipped, he was still in the ancestral hall.

It's midnight, and it's late at night. If the person watching the surveillance dozes off, or goes to bed, no one will know that he died here.

I don't know how long it took, when Ziao Bai knelt down and fell forward, the door of the ancestral hall opened from the outside, and a figure appeared at the door against the light.

"Know it's wrong?"

Ziobac is keeping accounts in the small notebook in his heart, and he has started to keep records since he came in, remembering everything clearly, this is his habit.

Now he had already drawn a circle, and the person with the word "death" in it appeared, and he also used one of the classic lines of cerebral palsy children.

According to the routine,

"XX knew it was wrong?"

"Your Majesty, the boss, the owner of the villa, XX has thrown himself into the river and hanged himself, with one dead body and two jumping into the sea."

It's **** fucking. Zibai suddenly realized that he didn't know when he didn't like howling because of the **** plot, and his heartbeat accelerated. It was probably because he wanted to yell too. When the spectator becomes the party, everything will be different.

Shen Ji came here smoking a few cigarettes outside, and his body smelled of smoke and was cool. He shouldn't have come here after thinking of how painful it was for Dongshan to lose his little boyfriend.

"Then continue to kneel." Shen Ji turned around and left.

Suddenly there was a voice in the ancestral hall,

"I know I was wrong."

Zibazania was just a test, he paid attention to the activity level after he finished speaking, the bone did not stick out, and the activity level did not drop.

That's ok, you really don't have to worry about it.

"Why, do you want me to carry you out?" Shen Ji saw that the puppy inside did not move for a long time, and let out a cold snort of charity, "If you want me to hold you, learn to be good, originally you only need to kneel until supper time, You want to be stubborn with me."

Zibai rubbed his sore and cold knees, put his hands on the ground, and slowly got up with difficulty.

"Dear little assistant, can I change my body after I complete the task?"

The assistant didn't respond.

Zizania grinned in pain, so let's dream first. His kneecaps were too stiff, and his legs were numb, and they slowed down and slowed down halfway.

Shen Ji raised one leg and then lowered it, and knelt for more than two hours, that's all. He is going to enter Shen's house, and he is still so lawless, so he should have a long memory.

Ziobai stood up, turned around, straightened his stooped back a little bit, and looked at the people waiting for him to pass.

Shen Ji thought that the puppy was going to make trouble with him again, but the puppy didn't say a word for a long time, but just looked at him with an inexplicable look.

that look,

Familiar and strange.

Ziobac didn't eat the supper in the old house, and the old lady didn't stop him either.

Kneeling and kneeling, the majesty of the Shen family was revealed, the old lady's pent-up anger was released, it was meaningless for him to go or stay.

The old lady only regarded him as a life-saving talisman for her youngest son, not even a person.

And Shen Ji stayed in the old house.

On the way back to Xiyuan, Jiaobai asked the driver to go around Nancheng. This city appears the most in "Broken Wings", because Li Jue and Shen Er'an have been entangled here for a lifetime.

When reading the comics, Ziobac also praised the comments that the landscape pictures are super good and can make people feel in Nancheng, but now it is really, I don’t like it.

The car still arrived at Xiyuan.

It was half an hour before zero o'clock, the night was very deep, and there were still fine snow particles in the cold wind. It's going to snow.

Zibai limped out of the car, and a series of footsteps came towards him, accompanied by a deep and serious voice: "Did you hurt your knee?"

"Kneel." Ziobai was not very surprised to see Zhang Zhen, after all, he is a kind person, and he never insulted the netizens who lied to him, let alone do anything.

Zhang Zhen followed Ziabai for a short walk: "Let me help you."

"Thank you." Ziababi didn't refuse, he wanted to save what little energy he had left to cope with the next **** time.

After thinking about it, Ziabab said, "Can you recite me?"

Zhang Zhen was still thinking about it, this Zimbabella came back from the old house, it seemed that something was different, so I heard him say this.

"Yes." Zhang Zhen walked to the front without hesitation for a long time, bent his knees, and turned his strong back to him.

Zizania unceremoniously climbed up.

It is indeed Qi Yiliao's sharpest sword. Although he is beautiful and pure, he has muscles and bones that have been experienced.

Ziobai glanced at Zhang Zhen's head portrait, the color blocks were all the silly old father's smiling face.

"..."

"Why didn't you call me when you were punished to kneel?" Zhang Zhen asked.

Jiao Bai teased: "Can you still rush over and save me from that old lady?"

"That can't be done." Zhang Zhen has a serious temperament, not joking, he pondered, "The Shen family's old house has first-class defense equipment, I'm afraid I won't be able to break in alone."

"But I can find third brother and ask him to contact Mr. Shen and ask you for a favor."

Ziobai laughed more intensely, and the chest connected to Zhang Zhen was trembling: "Your third brother is the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

Zhang Zhen hesitated: "That's not true either."

Then there is no more.

Suddenly cold.

Ziabania lay on Zhang Zhen's back, and they passed under the tree together. The hanging branches passed over his ears, a little painful, but not cold, and he thought of his father.

Although his father left him with his mother when he was very young, he didn't remember whether his father had recited him, but it should have.

Just like now, very stable and warm.

Ziobac yawned. At first he regarded himself as a spectator, not participating or commenting, and he would not change the fate of the protagonist or supporting role.

Now…

Ziabab felt that after he finished the task, it would be okay for him to help people who were kind to him.

Aside from the part of the plot that is forced by the task, he is actually a person with clear grievances and grievances. If you treat him badly, he will retaliate, and if you treat him kindly, he will repay the kindness.

When Ziobai entered the room, he took out the mobile phone that Shen Ji threw back to him when he left the old house, which was the one given to him by Zhang Zhen.

He still has five minutes to prepare, before that he can check out Li Jue's tone.

Ziobai called Liang Dong first, and got Li Jue's contact information from him.

Li Jue didn't refuse to answer the call because it was a stranger's call, he quickly connected and asked who it was politely, his voice sounded like he was awakened.

"Me." Zizania said.

Li Jue woke up immediately: "Little brother Xiaoqiu!"

He was so excited that he cried and shouted: "Where have you been all this time? I can't get through to you, and I haven't heard from the police. I really..."

"Xiao Jue, have you met Shen Ernan?" Jiao Bai interrupted him.

"Not recently, he didn't come to school, neither did Liang Dong." Li Jue muttered in wonder, not knowing why, "What's wrong?"

Ziobai knew Li Jue, the former cub, after all, he was the protagonist of this manga, most of it was from his perspective, and the role of the scene was absolutely the first.

Now Zia Bai can be sure from Li Jue's breathing that he is not lying.

"It's nothing, I'll just ask." Ziabai loosened his grip on the phone, "I have something to do here, you can find you when I'm done."

Then he emphasized: "Wait for me to find you."

"Good night." Zibai put the phone aside.

Shen Er'an was not with Li Jue, so other possibilities would not be figured out in a short while. Wait for him to get through tonight and think again.

Ziobai was lying on the bed waiting to die, without taking off his clothes and shoes, he was afraid that if he did, he would call for help when he was about to die, and it would take time for Zhang Zhen to dress him when he came in, which would delay his rescue time.

He knew it was midnight when Zia Bai's back felt sharp pain in vain. Here comes the punishment.

pain.

It hurts so much.

Ziobai thought he could bear it, but he didn't expect that he couldn't bear it the first time, and screamed in pain: "Ah!"

There was a knock on the door, followed by Zhang Zhen's shout: "Ziazania?"

He has good hearing and sleeps for a short time every day. He hasn't slept yet, so he hurried over when he heard the sound. He was a little surprised. Why did the person inside, who suffered all kinds of crimes and was still strong in the face of power, suddenly scream so painfully.

Zhang Zhen stayed at the door for a while, but there was no movement in the room again. He frowned, as if he was having a nightmare.

It's normal to have nightmares.

Mrs. Shen is not so easy to be.

Shen Dong has a few petty loves. He has always lived like this, and it is impossible to change his **** and give him loyalty. The old lady is a ruthless character, and she even made her unregistered daughter-in-law kneel down. Feudal and superstitious, scary.

Zhang Zhen suddenly noticed the coolness of the soles of his feet, only to realize that he was not wearing shoes when he came here, and his face was dark.

So far he has not dared to tell the third brother that he was deceived by Zizania and became a "sister" on the Internet for several months.

It's shameful.

How good it is to be a big brother or a big brother. It happened to be "sister".

He's going to keep this matter in his mind for a long time, and he'll have a showdown with Ziobac tomorrow, so let him not spread the word.

Zhang Zhen went back to the next room, not knowing if the kid in his memory who called him little brother was still alive, and what it would be like if he lived somewhere in the world.

It must be easier than Zizania. I don't want to be rich and powerful, but only to be safe and happy.

In the room, Zizania gnawed on the quilt tightly, blood oozing from the jaws, and convulsed all over.

He dared not call again.

If Zhang Zhen came in and saw him like this, how would he explain it? Still use the trick of the evil spirit to deal with it?

It doesn't work, Zhang Zhen is not Qi Yiliao, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.

Besides, the punishment of Zibazania continued, Zhang Zhen's heart was not darkened, and there was still a piece of red preserved, so he couldn't stand by and watch.

When Zaobai was in a daze, he touched back tremblingly, the tentacles only had the sweat from his wet clothes, not a trace of stickiness.

No bleeding?

Ziao Bai's twitching eyelids snapped open, and he touched it for sure, there really was nothing.

But he could feel the real bruises.

Dense cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and Ziao Bai's eyes were blurred and bloodshot: "Assistant, my ribs won't be broken again, right?"

[Spiritual pain of caning can't damage the bones]

Zibazania pulled away his **** lips: "That's good..."

At the end of the sentence, Ziao Bai seemed to be hit hard, the sweaty shoulder blades were tightened and protruded, and the line from the spine to the waist trembled and almost twisted. He kicked his feet against the damp quilt, then twitched feebly. The bruised knee in the ancestral hall of Shen's old house was rubbed with messy bloodstains.

"Little assistant... how long will it be over..."

【Enough for thirty blows】

The quilt that Zizania gnawed in his mouth was already soaked in blood, he laughed with tears in his eyes, "Damn it, thirty blows, do I still have a life to live?"

Forget it, not alive, I give up.

While thinking this way, Ziababa bit the quilt even harder, and clenched her hands even tighter, with blue veins floating on the back of her green hands.

[Can players know their mistakes? 】

When Ziobai was dying, he squirmed the corner of his **** mouth when he heard the electronic sound. System assistants are all ancient scum attributes.

[Can players know their mistakes? 】

"Wrong...I knew I was wrong...I was wrong..."

"I knew I was wrong..."

"Mom...I'm in so much pain..."

"help me…"

The voice in the room was soft and hoarse, and the speaker was delirious and gradually lost consciousness.

Qi Yiliao is seriously afraid of heights, and he will not take a plane unless he can, and he also cherishes his life, trying not to run if he can't take the night bus.

This time he came over overnight, and arrived in Nancheng at dawn.

On the way, Qi Yiliao called an old friend, and the person who answered the phone was a strange male voice, very young and clean, but also very hoarse, full of seductive desire.

"Is... is it Dong Qi?"

As soon as the owner of the voice finished speaking, he seemed to be kicked to the ground vigorously, and he cried and cursed in pain while making a "bang".

Shen Ji's stern reprimand was mixed in the noise: "Who told you to answer the phone indiscriminately? Get out!"

Shen Ji let people go, and took a couple of puffs of a cigarette. Last night in the old house, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. No matter how he thought about it, he felt aggrieved. It was like losing if he was tempted by someone. Still facing a wolf-hearted little thing.

Shen Ji left the old house irritatedly, and drove to one of them, Xiao Qing, who had grown a thorny bone and had served him for a long time. He felt comfortable for a while, and just fell asleep.

Why is your friend calling at this time?

"Ah Liao, where are you?" Shen Ji gasped.

Qi Yiliao: "Nancheng."

Shen Ji sat up: "Did you come here overnight?"

"I'm not worried about my nephew messing around." Qi Yiluo said helplessly, "A desperado can do anything. He belongs to the Qi family. I want to stop him before he embarrasses the Qi family."

Shen Ji was noncommittal, his old friend was too fussy, but he was just an illegitimate child who had just entered the Qi family, so he, the head of the family, would not have come to clean it up himself.

"Old Shen, let's have breakfast together?" Qi Yiliao suggested.

"Let's have dinner." Shen Ji heard the rustling of leaves on his side, "Have you arrived at my place?"

"Not yet." Qi Yiliao smiled.

The rumors from the old friend disappeared again. Shen Ji took a puff of cigarette, and said abruptly: "My little dog knelt down in the ancestral hall last night, and he was full of resentment towards me. Don't bother him if you have nothing to do."

Qi Yiliao's movement of rubbing the base of his nose slowed down: "Why are you kneeling in the ancestral hall?"

"What the old lady means." Shen Ji knocked the cigarette ash on the bedside table, "My family has a lot of rules, unlike yours, where you can make the decisions. When my board of directors quarrels, I want to collapse one by one."

Qi Yiluo joked a few words with a smile: "Let's do this first, you catch up on sleep, and we'll talk later."

After hanging up the phone, he stood in the small pavilion, glanced at the swaying trees not far away, and walked there slowly.

After receiving the news, Zhang Zhen, who had been waiting at the door early, ran over and opened his mouth in a breath of cold air: "Third brother, why are you here so early?"

"Can't sleep." Qi Yiliao walked all the way, there was noisy rustling sound all the way, there was a hint of impatience in his red eyes, "There are too many trees in this Xiyuan."

Zhang Zhen grabbed his hair, which was blown wildly by the wind: "The greening is well done, a place for rich people to cultivate their morality."

It seemed vaguely that he heard the third brother say, "Can you raise it?"

Zhang Zhen didn't react, and caught up with the third brother who was walking away without thinking too much.

Xiyuan has a dedicated cooking aunt and servants in charge of sanitation, and they are busy at this time.

The employer didn't come back, but his friend did.

And it's so early.

All the servants became anxious, their breakfast was not cooked properly, and their hygiene was not done well, and their fear of being scolded was written on their faces.

Qi Yiliao changed his shoes and came in, and said in a very easy-going and considerate way: "I came early, you are busy with your work, I can do whatever I want."

The servants heaved a sigh of relief. The atmosphere became so relaxed.

Qi Yiliao unbuttoned his coat: "Where is he?"

Zhang Zhen was going to make tea for the third brother, when he heard this question, it took him a few seconds to know which one he was asking.

"Still asleep in the room." Zhang Zhen shrugged, "The kid doesn't get up until eight o'clock in Lanmo Mansion, and it's very early now."

Qi Yiliao took off his coat, put it on the back of the sofa, and said to Zhang Zhen who was going to work: "Don't make tea, just boil water."

Finally said: "Put some sugar."

Zhang Zhen's expression became serious. The third brother didn't like drinking water, let alone adding sugar. He hadn't been like this for many years.

It seems that we really have to speed up and find the right person for Third Brother.

The end of the year is really eventful.

When Zhang Zhen was picking up the candy, he couldn't help thinking of bamboo shoots. If it really didn't work, let him help the third brother first, and then replace it after finding someone?

Anyway, until the matter is resolved, the third brother will live here, which is convenient.

no.

Chairman Shen was afraid that he would disagree. Even if he knew that third brother would not bring anyone to bed, he couldn't touch him.

Zhang Zhen shook his head again, let's ask Jiaobai about this matter, he is the person involved, let him make his own decision.

After eight o'clock, Qi Yiliao put down the sugar water.

At half past eight, he went up to the second floor, sat on the sofa at the end of the corridor, closed his eyes, slightly bent his fingers with clear phalanges, and casually tapped scriptures on the table.

Before finishing the two sentences, Qi Yiliao said, "Azhen, go and wake him up."

Zhang Zhen who was about to punch: "..."

"Third brother, you don't need to call, he can wake up whenever he wants," Zhang Zhen's words behind him stopped under a gloomy gaze, he turned and walked towards Jiaobai's room.

When passing by his room, Zhang Zhen opened the door to take a look. The boy who was knocked unconscious by him last night was still lying on his bed. He hit hard, and the boy still hasn't woken up.

Zhang Zhen took the door lightly, walked to the next door in a few strides, and buckled it a few times, but there was no response from the inside.

"Xiaobai?" Zhang Pillow once did the job of waking people up, unnaturally, "Well, the weather forecast says there will be heavy snow today, why don't you get up and have a look?"

Still nothing.

If the Zhang pillow is not good, it's nothing for a young man to sleep late. Besides, Jiao Bai was fined to kneel last night, so it's better to let him sleep more.

So Zhang Zhen didn't stay long, and went to return to his life.

Zhang Zhen felt something surging in the air, like a poisonous snake protruding out of its letter, exploring. He instinctively reacted: "Third brother?"

Qi Yiliao started knocking on the scriptures again, but the force of the knocking became imperceptibly a little heavier: "Go again, tell me I'm here."

Zhang Zhen: "...I'll go right away."

Soon he turned back again: "Still silent."

The knocking movement stopped suddenly, Qi Yiliao got up, and strode into the corridor: "Which room?"

Zhang Zhen stretched out his finger, and his expression changed accordingly. Zaobai was afraid of his third brother, who would get up even if he pretended to be, so he couldn't just stay in the room with all his heart.

Xiyuan's soundproof walls, doors and windows are all top-level configurations.

Qi Yiluo just kicked it, and the closed door suddenly separated from the door frame, and a large area was dented where it was kicked.

Qi Yiliao's leg muscles under his trousers stretched out and then retracted, looking graceful again. He walked into the room, and all he could see was the bright chandelier, the messy, blood-stained bed quilt.

There was no one in the bed.

The person was on the ground beside the bed, with his face tilted towards the bottom of the bed, as if he had rolled down.

The smell of blood in the room was a bit heavy.

Zhang Zhen quickly went to help Ziabab, turned him over, and Zhang Zhen froze for a second.

"how…"

Blood all over your face?

Qi Yiluo squatted down, lightly pinched Jiaobai's cheek, and checked, "The mouth is rotten, and the tongue is also rotten. He bit it himself. The wound is too serious."

"Xiaobai?" Qi Yiliao patted his cold fingertips twice, seeing that his body didn't show any response, and his skin was as cold as ice, so he probed his heart.

There is a slight ups and downs under the palm.

That's a sign that a tough little weed is struggling to survive.

"Sent to the hospital." Qi Yiliao got up.

Zhang Zhen stared blankly at Ziao Bai. He also seemed to have such a **** face in his memory, small and fragile.

"A pillow!" Qi Yiliao's eyebrows pressed down.

Zhang Zhen picked up Ziobac in a daze, and went to the hospital in a daze.

After the person was sent to the hospital, the dean and director who were not busy rushed over, and they were confused by the results of the examination.

strangeness.

The report from the patient's body was that he had been through an ordeal around the wee hours of the morning and was seriously injured.

Whether it was the bite of the mouth and tongue, or the severe abrasion of the knee, it revealed how painful he was enduring.

But he was not injured.

The three broken ribs have almost healed, and they were not injured again in this serious injury.

No other diseases were found.

"Check again," Qi Yiliao sat on the chair and said two words. He stared at the person on the bed who had lost a lot of weight, and dialed a number after a while, "Old Shen, you have to come to the hospital. Come here now."

He talked about the situation here in a few words, and the phone over there hung up.

The beeping continued for a while before Qi Yiliao pressed the phone. After the medical staff left, he got up and moved the chair to the bedside.

Like in Lanmo Mansion, with long legs crossed, hands crossed on the abdomen, facing the person on the bed: "Child, what's wrong with you?"

The comatose patient was unable to respond.

"There is no external injury, but it hurts like this," Qi Yiluo murmured, "Are you bewitched again?"

"Then wake up and talk to me."

When Shen Ji rushed to the hospital from Xiaoqing, he didn't enter the ward immediately, he adjusted his breath, adjusted his clothes, and then opened the door to enter.

However, the only ones who greeted him were an unconscious patient and his old friend sitting by the bed.

"Ah Liao, it's fine for me to come here, you can go back." Shen Ji's first sentence was this.

"Okay, then you come." Qi Yiliao stood up from the chair.

"By the way, Ah Liao, thank you for sending my puppy here." Shen Ji said again when his old friend passed by him.

Qi Yiliao suddenly stopped.

Shen Ji pulled the tie harder, pulled it off and threw it on the hospital bed: "What?"

Qi Yiluo didn't respond to Shen Ji, he stared at the monitor for a few seconds, then looked at the young man with his eyelids tightly closed.

"Call the doctor."

Qi Yiliao's slightly drooping dark gray pupils shrank suddenly, he took a low and short breath, and rarely took off the mask that he wore all the year round, revealing a gloomy and impetuous air that did not see the sun, "Call the doctor, quick!"

Shen Ji hadn't seen his old friend show such an expression for many years. He narrowed his eyes and wanted to investigate further, but the other party rang the bed bell.

After a while, the ward was full of white coats.

Shen Ji didn't sleep much, his head was swollen, his temples were twitching, but there were still noisy voices that kept piercing his ears.

"what happened?"

"Before I go..."

"Oh no!"

"Patients' desire to survive is declining—"