Bye Bye

With Zibai's brilliant effort, the white cat closed its mouth again, its golden eyes drooped, and it returned to its original lifeless appearance.

It is imprisoned.

Zizania's eyes were focused on the red circle on its neck. What would happen if the thin wire was taken off?

His hanging hand moved lightly.

There are stray cats in the community of my uncle’s house, white ones, yellow ones, gray ones and black ones. Just because he has fed them several times, they will run after him when they see him. He likes cats. One stroke, the corners of the mouth rise, two strokes, the corners of the mouth crack.

But this cat is not an ordinary cat, it represents Qi Yiliao.

Ziao Bai stuffed his raised hand back into his pocket, completely dispelling the urge to untie the thin wire.

If he can't solve it, he can't even touch the cat.

When the cat head appeared for the first time, he tried it, and reached out to touch it unconsciously. The fluffy cold soft touch at that time was just his illusion.

Never mind.

Leave it alone, at least for now.

Zaobai told herself calmly.

"You child is really good at perfunctory elders."

Ziobai heard the sigh above his head, he raised his eyelids, and met Shang Qi Yiliao's dark gray eyes reflecting the blurred shadow of the lamp. At that moment, Zia Bai felt like being looked down upon by some old monster.

When he concentrated on exploring, he only saw himself in those eyes.

It was night, no matter how many lights there were, no matter how bright the light was, it couldn't compare to daytime, and he was not as close as he was face to face, but he just saw himself, it was a feeling to be precise.

So **** weird.

"Say I heard it, and I will leave." Qi Yiliao didn't blame, but just shook his head, "You are still studying at your age, and you can't concentrate. What do you do in class? Are you going to be beaten by the teacher? Palm."

Zizania: "..." Then I don't need to worry about it.

There was a smile on Qi Yiliao's lips: "Let's go, I'll show you around."

Zizania said: "My ribs hurt." In fact, the effect of the medicine has not yet passed, and he lied because he didn't want to visit the cemetery.

At this time, if it was Shen Ji, he would definitely walk away with the bamboo shoots, but Qi Yiluo would not, he patted his forehead helplessly: "Look at my memory, old Shen said that you have broken three ribs on your back, I didn't know it all at once." Remember."

Qi Yiluo didn't have the cold-blooded domineering of the superiors at all, he said considerately: "Then you go back and rest. Next time when you come over, I will take you shopping."

Zibazania responded, "Okay."

The more friendly and gentlemanly Qi Yiluo's attitude is, the more tense he is.

Ever heard of a gentle knife?

"Old Shen is also messing around. If you are like this, you should stay in bed and move less." Qi Yiliao walked in front of Zibai, not far away, just one step away, so that people would not feel arrogant. He said as he walked, "The grass in the backyard is too There are too many knots on the ground, watch your feet."

Ziobac was walking well, but upon hearing Qi Yiliao's reminder, he tripped over the grass and vines instead.

Obviously Jiaobai didn't make a cry, but the person in front seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and turned around in time to support him.

Qi Yiliao's physique is smooth and introverted, he doesn't look like the kind who has been exercising all year round, but the strength that Zibai feels is not weaker than that brought to him by Shen Ji.

Ziobai stood firm, and before he could break free, the five fingers holding his arm were able to retreat.

Qi Yiliao asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Ziao Bai shook his head: "Thank you, Director Qi."

Qi Yiliao put one hand in his pocket, and kept the hand that supported Jiaobai outside. He said softly, "If you are sick, don't run around."

Zibazania had the creepy illusion of being spanked by his father.

But obviously that couldn't happen.

One, this is not his father.

Two, he doesn't get spanked either.

Qi Yiluo's voice was caught in the rustling of the leaves being blown by the wind: "As far as your current situation is concerned, if you fall once and get injured again, there is a high possibility that your bones will be inserted into your lungs, which is very dangerous."

Zizania has lingering fears.

"Fate is more important, or is curiosity more important?" Qi Yiluo bent down slightly to look at him, his eyes were as deep as mountains, "Huh?"

Zizania blurted out: "Of course life is important."

Qi Yiliao coughed, and his voice became even hoarse: "Then do you still want to run around?"

Ziazan shook his head: "No, no, no."

Qi Yiliao laughed again: "Uncle knows that you are a smart kid who can understand the truth."

Zizania hehe twice.

The age difference of fourteen years old, uncle is also okay.

That old thing Shen Ji was eighteen years older than him, so he had to be an uncle.

Qi Yiliao didn't seem to notice the rebellious nature of Zizania, walking straight through a few slender trees.

The fallen leaves are falling, becoming the only background sound in this world, permeating the coldness of the old forest at night.

Ziobai glanced at the white cat, but there was no change. He walked behind the cat's owner and asked casually, "Dr. Qi, is there a cemetery over there?"

"Yes." Qi Yiliao kept walking.

Zibai walked a little faster, getting closer to him: "Why is the cemetery behind the house?"

"This is the custom of our family." Qi Yiliao explained patiently, "The dead and the living live together."

He took a fallen leaf with the hand that supported Zizania, stroked it a few times with his fingertips, and crushed it: "The dead, guard the living."

Zizania's back is hairy, this kind of protection is unnecessary.

The window is the cemetery.

When it comes to Ching Ming Festival, paper money is floating into the house.

As the wild rice stems enter the door, the smell of tree grass and mud in the breath is gone, only the coldness in all directions.

Even if there is a piece of light, it cannot be dispelled.

Jiao Bai turned around to watch Qi Yiliao close the backyard door, and glanced towards the cemetery through the gap where the door was still closed: "Is it bad for people to live in this kind of place for a long time?"

Qi Yiliao closed the door with one hand, turned around and said, "Huh?"

Zizania said nothing.

Qi Yiliao took two or three steps, then stopped: "Little..."

Ziobac pursed her lips, and raised her thin chin at him. You talk, you continue to talk, I will listen and watch.

It took Qi Yiliao a while to spit out the last word: "Xiao Huang."

Zizania: "..."

Hundreds of surnames will be late, but will not be absent? Lanyizhai is still called Laozi Xiaobai, how long has passed now, and he has become a little yellow, will he be a little green and a little red tomorrow morning? Blood welled up all over his body, his sickly white face was stained with a layer of excited blush, and a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Wrong."

Qi Yiliao pondered: "It's Xiaobai."

"Xiaobai." Qi Yiliao's voice was very strange, as if overflowing from a trembling throat, he stroked his forehead hair twice, arched his straight back, "Xiaobai, isn't it?"

Zizania: Hmph.

"It seems so." Qi Yilian smiled and straightened up, standing under the lamp, with some mature fine lines at the end of his slightly raised eyes, and a soft halo, which made him look desirable. To look up to the depths.

——That is the charm that has flowed through the river of time and experienced.

Jiao Bai took a few more glances at Qi Yiliao, it wasn't that he was overjoyed and wanted to kneel under the other's slacks, but...

How should I put it, it's weird.

He actually felt that the other party was very happy.

What's there to be happy about calling the name of an old friend's gadget correctly?

Ziabai firmly believes that even if Qi Yiliao is really happy, it's not because of calling him by the right name, but for other reasons.

Qi Yiliao said apologetically, "Uncle has a bad memory, and Lao Shen can testify to that."

Ziobai secretly investigated the old Dong for a while, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious. Could it be that he misunderstood, and the other party really couldn't remember the name?

"Is that your original name?" Qi Yiluo walked to the corridor on the left.

Jiaobai yawned: "My original name was Wang Chuqiu, but after I left Qinxin Garden, I changed my name to Jiaobai, with the initials of Cao, and the next one is traffic, white and white."

"A new beginning." Qi Yiliao nodded understandingly, "Life needs a sense of ritual."

"Old Shen brought someone here for the first time."

This sentence does not match the previous sentence, it is very abrupt.

Jiaobai clicked his tongue, did Qi Yiliao's subtext say, don't be ignorant?

Qi Yiliao, who was walking in front, stopped at some point, turned around, and looked at Ziobac with eyes that seemed to see everything.

There are dense small lights on the walls on both sides of the corridor, like a hornet's nest.

Jiao Bai confronted Qi Yiliao from some distance away, he didn't walk over immediately, but asked with his eyes.

Qi Yiluo asked with a smile, "Do you still remember which room I lived in?"

Zizania: "Remember."

"Then rest early." Qi Yiliao turned into another corridor.

After Ziobai heard the reminder from his friend that he was offline, he went to the room that Aunt Liu had arranged for him.

The attackers in "Broken Wings" are all big figures in the business world, and their attributes are not repeated. At present, the most contacted Ziobai is Shen Ji. His personality is very clear, arrogant, ruthless, and promiscuous.

However, Shen Ji in front of Jiaobai has a very temper, is violent, and always spouts the quotations from President Ba. He thinks that he hides every change of mood well, but in fact his Pikachu has already betrayed him.

It's easy to deal with.

As for the other two boss friends who have both been online, Qi Yiliao and Qi Zizhi, the former has a little more contact with Jiaobai, especially considering the scene just now.

But after the full story, the total number of scenes where Qi Yiliao appeared is less than ten episodes, the plot is not coherent, not much is explained, and the character design is not clear. Ziobai has no way to read his life trajectory through the original book.

Qi Yiliao's white cat is also difficult to deal with, as mysterious as his person, not as silly as Pikachu.

Therefore, relative to Shen Ji, who is superior to desire and despises the law of the king, Qi Yiliao really hides everything. What he shows is what he wants to show, and it is used to deal with those who want to know what kind of man he is. human illusion.

What Ziobai used on Shen Ji didn't work for Qi Yiliao, so he had to change the way.

The specific tricks to use depend on the temperament of the opponent.

Not sure yet.

It will be very difficult.

Ziobai wants to grab the author of "Broken Wing" and shake it three hundred times, why not describe Qi Yiliao more? why why?

The **** information given is too little, he has no golden fingers to play, he can only play by himself.

But his rank has not risen much...

Forget it, let's leave it for now.

Shen Laogou's activity level has been rushing to 50 for a few days, and he doesn't know what he wants to do when he is stuck.

Ziobai went back to the room irritatedly. Not long after he lay down, he heard the sound of the car's engine. Ziabab thought it was Shen Ji and Chu Dongshan's group, he didn't care, he didn't open his eyes until there were footsteps passing by his door.

The sound of walking is not overwhelming.

Ziobac propped himself up on the bed, the effect of the painkiller had worn off, he endured the pain and eased off, put on his slippers and went to the door, stood on tiptoe, and looked out through the glass window above the door.

It's a boy.

Wearing cotton clothes, his legs are as thin as bamboo poles. He is walking towards the stairs, his hands are scratching in his hair, as if he wants to take care of himself, his movements are flustered and cramped.

Ziao Bai saw the paint on the boy's trouser legs, and he stood on tiptoe and stepped back to the ground.

The art student who took Jiang Yan's class was the one outside.

It's so late, yet Qi Yiliao ordered someone to bring him over, tsk.

Ziao Bai scratched his stomach through his pajamas, and Shen Ji's **** were all high-spirited charity, so what about his old friend Qi Yiliao?

Can't imagine.

Will Qi Yiliao bow forward gracefully?

Ziobac slapped his face to interrupt his brainstorming, he lay on his side back on the bed, and soon there were footsteps again, procrastinating, very frustrated rhythm.

Isn't it? It's over?

Ziobai really didn't want to get up again, it was too much trouble, but he couldn't control himself, so he opened the door.

The boy walking with his head down was startled, his mouth was wide open, his nose was flat, and his face was full of pimples.

He probably wanted the pimples to heal quickly, so he squeezed them one by one, and the infection was a little inflamed, which made his whole face red and swollen.

Zia Bai recognized this face and the art student. When he appeared on the stage, Qi Yiliao's fan group exploded with anger.

Because the senior of the art student is Jiang Yan, the difference is too big, fans who can't accept it yelled not to watch it, and went to the author to spray it for several days.

When the update day came, they all came back in a hurry.

Whoever told them to love this blood.

Ziobac was also surprised when I saw it. At that time, as long as the author refined it, it was good-looking, but this art student was different.

At that time, Ziabab thought that that kind of painting style would not appear again in the future, but he did not expect that there would be in the future.

All are poor people.

Qi Yiliao's standards are unique and surprising, and his fans persuaded themselves with "We, Lord Qi, don't judge people by their appearance" to deal with fans of other characters.

Shen Ji's fans have been ridiculed for a long time because he changed his bed partner too often, and they have never dared to go outside. After the people around Qi Yiliao became fat and ugly one after another, they couldn't even be considered ordinary, they seized this opportunity to trample on Qi Yiliao.

When everyone waited for the manga to be updated, the topic of the topic changed from Qi Yiliao having a special sexual fetish to his hidden disease in that area.

then,

#奇依草不不好# has become a hot search.

Ziobac scrolled through the trending search, and it was over with a laugh, purely for fun.

right now...

Art students go up and down, has it been ten minutes? no.

Zizania sized up the art student up and down, and there was an imprint on the soft flesh inside the open mouth of the other party, which was broken, apparently to endure some kind of bite.

The art student's body twitched from time to time, and there was a lot of sweat on his head, obviously he had been in pain. And it's a terrible pain.

This is,

done?

It's scary and brutal.

But just, less than ten minutes? ! !

Ziobai couldn't believe this fact. As a paper man, when he was working seriously, he started with two hours, and the passing line was from morning to night, and the high score was achieved by the next day.

What happened to Qi Yiliao? Is he really bad?

The attacks in this cartoon are all donkeys, if Qi Yiliao really can't do it, then he is a dead donkey.

However, Zibai hoped that he was thinking in the wrong direction.

Because if Qi Yiliao really can't do it, then he must be a pervert.

When Ziobai was thinking about something, the art student kept looking at him in a daze, with all his thoughts on his face, quite innocent. I don't know what Qi Yiliao chose him for.

Jiao Bai could tell that the art student misunderstood that he was also Qi Yiliao, so he used his tricks.

"Hi." Ziobai smiled and took the initiative to show his kindness.

The art student blushed and stammered: "You, you, hello."

Zibazania was a little dazed, I'm stupid, this voice is too good, clear and crisp, like an oriole.

Seeing that the art student was about to leave, Ziabai whispered to him: "I just came here tonight, how about you?"

The art student's voice was even lower and vague: "I came here more than half a month ago."

"Then Mr. likes you very much." Ziabai made a puzzled expression, "Why did you come down so soon tonight?"

The art student shook violently.

Ziababa patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, I knew when you passed by me, so it's strange that you didn't stay in Mr.'s room for a long time."

The art student twisted his hands together: "I... I made a mistake."

"Twice wrong." He closed his eyes and his face was pale, as if he had narrowly escaped from some kind of panic situation.

Just as Ziobai wanted to continue asking, he suddenly noticed that the art student's shoulders were not curved properly, and the other party kept shrinking his shoulders, as if he was propping up the clothes on his back to prevent the clothes from sticking to his skin.

"What's wrong with your back?" Ziobai asked in a low voice.

The art student looked at him with wide eyes and shook his head: "No... nothing... I... I'm leaving..."

Ziao Bai's hand was about to touch the art student's back when an old voice came from the end of the corridor.

"Xiao Ji."

Xiao Ji suddenly distanced himself from Ziabab, stepped back from his room door, and looked at Aunt Liu in panic.

Aunt Liu stood not far away, her eyes turned cold: "The car is waiting, why don't you leave?"