GBT Chapter 124

Jiao Bai was held by Qi Yi Liao in a baby-holding posture. He quickly and silently took out a mask from his pocket and put it on.

Damn it, this way of holding is so embarrassing.

Qi Yi Liao held an umbrella in one hand and supported Jiao Bai with the other. His arm was pressed against the soft, round, and elastic peach flesh, bouncing slightly. His pace slowed down, becoming slower and slower. Those long legs and tall back were very charming.

Passersby cast curious glances. Jiao Bai silently grabbed the umbrella ribs and pulled the umbrella down a bit, covering his head. His legs hung on Qi Yi Liao’s side, swinging in a lazy arc.

Once inside the car, Jiao Bai pulled the mask down to under his chin. A deep, masculine aura poured into his nostrils, mixed with the sound of the car door slamming shut.

Qi Yi Liao sat down beside him, unbuttoning the top button of his iron-gray shirt. His lip line was sharp, and there wasn’t a trace of a smile on his face. All pretense of manners and cultivation were left outside the car.

Jiao Bai noticed that his sneakers were clean, while Qi Yi Liao’s leather shoes were stained with rainwater and a bit of mud. He picked up the backpack that was placed between them and tossed it to his side, leaning over to smile: “Are you jealous?”

Qi Yi Liao ignored him, only saying lightly, “Drive.”

The driver in front started the car. He didn’t look sideways, breathing carefully, not daring to glance at the back seat even once.

It was a bit stuffy in the car.

Jiao Bai snorted softly. He sat back in his original seat and started playing on his phone.

The air pressure around Qi Yi Liao continued to drop. The young man only asked one question, and when he didn’t get a reply, he didn’t ask anymore, nor did he plan to take the initiative to confess.

Space could be given, but there had to be a limit. Had he been too indulgent before?

Qi Yi Liao was stunned for a moment. When he hadn’t lost his memory, he and the young man weren’t even lovers.

This relationship was first in the shadows, then at the intersection of light and shadow, and only after he lost his memory did it come into the sunlight.

The fire and dissatisfaction in Qi Yi Liao’s eyes were immediately replaced by a subtle feeling. The tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, making a low, almost inaudible clicking sound, giving him the illusion that he had been greened himself.

“Come sit over here.” Qi Yi Liao patted the seat next to him.

Jiao Bai was halfway through a single-player game. It was going well, but he casually quit, not even wanting the points. Jiao Bai tossed his phone onto his backpack and glanced at Qi Yi Liao: “Are you willing to talk to me now?”

Qi Yi Liao didn’t waste any more words. He stretched out his long arm and directly scooped Jiao Bai onto his lap.

Jiao Bai: “…”

“Although the car roof is quite high, not enough to hit my head, doing this in the car is very dangerous.” He said seriously, “Uncle, I want to put on my seatbelt.”

Qi Yi Liao’s abs twitched at the sound of that address.

“Drive slower.” Qi Yi Liao instructed the driver. He had to keep his arm around the person on his lap. “How was your first day of military training?”

Jiao Bai thought that Qi Yi Liao was going to ask about him and Yu Ling, how the send-off went, but he hadn’t expected him to inquire about his military training. He shrugged: “It’s okay.”

Qi Yi Liao leaned back in the seat, his raised eyebrows and eyes very lazy and charming: “Did your butthole flare up?”

“It’s been treated for several years. Direct sunlight is a no-go for the hottest days, but spraying medicine at other times is mostly fine.” Jiao Bai’s final syllable was still hanging on his lips when a tickle appeared in his neck. Qi Yi Liao’s straight nose was pressed in, rubbing against him.

Jiao Bai turned his head, and the partition went up. The driver’s hand speed was impressive.

A warm sensation roamed over his pulse, layer upon layer, making his lower back tingle.

After the probing and contact last night, Qi Yi Liao was like a sufferer of hunger and thirst. Enduring a day had reached the limit. After finishing his work, he followed the location on the amulet and came over.

The young man had showered after military training, and his body had a hint of lime shower gel and a bitter medicinal smell. Qi Yi Liao sniffed at the two scents, nonchalantly kissing the section of neck under his eyelids.

Jiao Bai pushed Qi Yi Liao’s shoulder. Qi Yi Liao hugged him, his chest beating fast and powerfully.

The “thump thump” sound drilled into Jiao Bai’s heart, wanting to beat with him.

Jiao Bai muttered to himself, what’s going on? Qi Yi Liao’s condition seemed better than before the accident, better than when he first saw him when he came to this world? Was his growth period ending now, stabilizing? Would it be so fast?

If it really stabilized, that would definitely be the best, but what if…

Jiao Bai lowered his eyes to look at the thick black hair on Qi Yi Liao’s head. The Qi family didn’t have the balding gene. Their hair volume was very thick. He looked at it enviously for a while and then abruptly moved.

Qi Yi Liao tightened his grip on him. Before he could speak, his shirt sleeve was pulled up.

Jiao Bai was an experienced person, and also a man of action. As soon as he sensed something was wrong, he would check, and he really did see a faint blue needle mark.

“What did you inject yourself with?” Jiao Bai’s expression was ugly.

Qi Yi Liao had been thinking ever since he woke up about how he had been gradually attracted and walked into the emotional trap. Now, he also discovered two advantages of his little partner: smart and quick-witted. He was a very lively and excellent younger generation, and his claws were sharp, not a tamed pet that only knew how to obey.

“Injected a little something. I have a sense of measure.” Qi Yi Liao said.

“You have a sense of measure my ass!” Jiao Bai took out his phone and called a researcher he knew. He didn’t beat around the bush, directly asking, and the other party told him that he had signed a confidentiality agreement.

Qi Yi Liao pinched his upturned cheeks: “No respect for elders. That’s just an inhibitory drug. Uncle wants to feel more comfortable.”

Jiao Bai paused, holding back his anger as he said: “When will the effects wear off?”

“Uncertain, thirty to forty hours.” Qi Yi Liao said lightly, his hand stroking his lips.

Jiao Bai’s warm breath sprayed on his knuckles: “What are the side effects?”

Qi Yi Liao raised his eyebrows and smiled: “That’s after the effects wear off. No need to consider it now.”

Jiao Bai: “…”

So-called back-door remedies, the better the effect, the greater the side effects. There was no free lunch in the world. How much you enjoyed, you had to spit out. He turned his head to look at the blurred car window: “When will your growth period end?”

Qi Yi Liao rested his chin on his shoulder, closing his eyes: “Don’t know. Soon, probably.”

“Then why don’t you wait?” Jiao Bai roared irritably, “Why use drugs at this time? Wasn’t the most unstable time already over?”

The clothes around his waist were lifted up and then slipped back down. A palm moved against his waistline, accompanied by a snicker that didn’t reveal any emotion but could make one’s scalp tingle: “Hallucinations. Too annoying.”

Jiao Bai was stunned. Still having hallucinations? Was it about the main character Li Jue or something related to Xiao Ling? Or both?

The back seat of the car quieted down.

Jiao Bai sat on Qi Yi Liao’s lap, letting him treat him like a pillow.

His blurred lips were kissed wet, and Jiao Bai immediately shuddered: “Wait a minute before kissing. I have something to sort out.”

Qi Yi Liao held the back of Jiao Bai’s head to prevent him from dodging, kissing him in a scattered rhythm, but with a force that wanted to swallow him whole: “You sort yours out. It doesn’t affect you.”

Jiao Bai instinctively wrapped himself around Qi Yi Liao, thinking, how can I sort anything out like this?

The car didn’t drive to Lan Mo Mansion, but stopped at Lan Yi Zhai.

The driver was waiting for the master to speak, and the manager of Lan Yi Zhai was also waiting for the boss to get out of the car.

The back door of the car opened, and a leather shoe stretched out, stepping into the water droplets splashing in the rain, followed by slender legs wrapped in dress pants.

The manager hurried to meet him: “Chairman.”

Qi Yi Liao was in a good mood. He hummed with a smile and knocked on the edge of the car door twice with his finger: “Come out.”

“Wait a minute!” An impatient voice came from the car.

The manager was startled. He quickly retreated, knowing his place, not looking too much or listening too much.

The car door was half open, and the scent of chestnut blossoms was swept away by the rain. Jiao Bai tidied up the wrinkled T-shirt for a while. He wiped the fabric on his chest with a tissue. To the naked eye, there was nothing unusual, but he always felt a bit wet.

Damn it, Qi Yi Liao, that old pervert!

Jiao Bai crumpled the tissue into a ball and stuffed it into the trash can. He crouched down and jumped into Qi Yi Liao’s umbrella, deliberately jumping very high, splashing Qi Yi Liao’s pants leg with rainwater.

Qi Yi Liao reached for his hand, but he was pushed away.

“Why are you being so lovey-dovey outside?” Jiao Bai was already frightened by the old man after his memory loss. He put his hands in his pockets and pointed his chin at the gate of Lan Yi Zhai: “Let’s go.”

Qi Yi Liao’s temple twitched. He pinched the young man’s chin, staring at him expressionlessly.

The places on Jiao Bai’s shoulders and collarbone that had been bitten were like they were being breathed on by a monster, raising a circle of small bumps. The old pervert’s level of obsessiveness was unknown. Could it be that he also had a hidden crazy attribute?

“Hold hands, hold hands, hold hands.” Jiao Bai grasped Qi Yi Liao’s hand, shaking it like a kindergarten child, “Is that okay?”

Qi Yi Liao stared at him for a moment, then suddenly laughed: “Uncle has been too indulgent with you.”

Jiao Bai’s back felt prickly: “Are we still eating?”

“Eating.” Qi Yi Liao tightened his grip on his seemingly fragile but actually very strong finger bones, smiling gently, “Be good, don’t make uncle angry. I’ll spank you with a ruler.”

Jiao Bai staggered.

The bodyguards behind them were all looking at the ground. At this moment, they were all blind, no, they were deaf.

Jiao Bai and Qi Yi Liao walked into Lan Yi Zhai together. He heard his low voice in his ear: “Is uncle’s metal cage with you?”

“It’s not,” Jiao Bai said, “You took it off before the accident. I couldn’t find it.”

His steps stopped, “Why? Do you want to wear it?”

Qi Yi Liao pinched the bridge of his nose, his fingertips brushing over the bandage stuck to it. He had just suddenly felt uncomfortable, wanting to be imprisoned. Perhaps this was a sign that his memory was coming back.

“Let’s go in.” Qi Yi Liao closed the umbrella and handed it to his subordinate, his palm gently pushing on Jiao Bai’s back, “Eat early, and I’ll send you back to school early.”

There was no dampness in Lan Yi Zhai, which was pleasant. Jiao Bai came here again after three autumns. His ribs were healed, and his body was still dry, not a drowned rat, and… Qi Yi Liao’s assets were all in his hands. Lan Yi Zhai gave him a sense of belonging in a certain sense, like going into his own home, very relaxed.

Coincidentally, Qi Yi Liao brought Jiao Bai into the same private room as years ago.

Qi Yi Liao had lost this part of his memory, not knowing about that meal years ago. Jiao Bai was too lazy to mention it, so they sat down and ordered.

When Jiao Bai heard Qi Yi Liao instruct the manager to bring ginger soup, his eyelashes trembled, and he looked over quickly.

Qi Yi Liao leaned back in the chair, making a syllable in his throat: “Hm?”

“It’s nothing.” Jiao Bai rested his cheek on his hand and looked at the precious ornaments. This private room was for Qi Yi Liao’s exclusive use. It was large, understated, and high-end. There was also a sleeping room and a conference room, fully equipped. He calculated, Jiang Yan had returned three thousand to him, plus the millions in his card. What should he do with this money?

Jiao Bai muttered unconsciously. He met Qi Yi Liao’s puzzled gaze and simply continued: “Which area in West City do you think has good development prospects? I’ll invest in it.”

Qi Yi Liao was even more puzzled, with a hint of mockery: “Millions, invest?”

Jiao Bai: “…” His old face turned red.

“Forget it, forget it. I’ll just buy a house. I can still afford ordinary commercial housing in a general location.” Jiao Bai said excitedly, “Buy it and rent it out, collect rent.”

Qi Yi Liao had so many properties that he couldn’t remember them all, but he didn’t stop his investment plan: “Whatever you want.”

A table of dishes suitable for autumn, with no lack of color, aroma, and taste.

The steamed yam had a very glutinous texture, and Jiao Bai ate several pieces in one breath. He glanced at Qi Yi Liao, who hadn’t eaten much, only busy with video calls, busy with his work even while eating, and in front of him too.

Jiao Bai felt that he couldn’t bring himself to put food on someone else’s plate, absolutely impossible.

A few seconds later, he put a piece of yam on Qi Yi Liao’s plate, slapping his face. There was no way, this wasn’t just anyone, this was the old guy who even ate his saliva.

Qi Yi Liao’s foot was kicked under the table. He looked up at Jiao Bai, and under the other’s eye cue, he noticed the piece of yam, picked it up with his chopsticks, and ate it.

From then on, Qi Yi Liao ate whatever Jiao Bai put on his plate, whatever he could or couldn’t eat, becoming an immortal.

After Jiao Bai finished his flurry of activity, he took out his phone and checked it. Yu Ling had sent him a message not long ago, saying that he was on the plane and that he had met Shen Er An at the airport.

Shen Er An had returned to China?

Jiao Bai immediately called, but it was cut off. He said hello to Qi Yi Liao and went to the washroom to call again.

This time it went through, but the person who spoke wasn’t Shen Er An, it was Tan Jun. His volume was very low: “Does Bai Shao have something to say? Er An is sleeping.”

Jiao Bai didn’t want to waste words with Tan Jun: “Then when he wakes up, have him call me.”

After hanging up the phone, Jiao Bai ground his teeth, feeling that it was very unreliable to have Tan Jun pass on the message. He still had to call Shen Er An himself.

In the first half of the year, Shen Er An went abroad for treatment, only sending Jiao Bai two messages, one in July, reporting that he was safe, and one when he registered for university. Those two contacts were better than the continuous loss of contact last year.

Shen Er An’s personality was really… to put it nicely, he had the characteristics of a beautiful, strong, tragic male lead, to put it bluntly, it was two words: solitary.

Jiao Bai washed his hands and took the time to log into his account. There were only two friends left on his list, 1/2.

-Qi Yi Liao [Online]

-Shen Er An.

Jiao Bai turned into four groups.

→Affinity in this life [Confidant] 0/1

→Never let down in this life [Dearest relatives and friends] 0/2

→Guarding for all time 0/0

→Unforgettable for life [Most familiar strangers] 0/3

Yu Ling had entered the second group. Unsurprisingly, Shen Er An would also enter it.

As for the third group, that was for Qi Yi Liao. Like Cen Jingmo in the first group, they were both single-person housing. One had awakened his self-awareness, and one had the memory of the first playthrough. Both were outliers.

Jiao Bai entered Yu Ling’s World House and found that all five of his “Updating” prompts were gone.

“Little Helper, my friend’s World House has been updated, why didn’t you remind me?”

[There is a delay]

Jiao Bai chuckled. I really can’t trust you!

Yu Ling’s World House had a background now. An army of ants was doing shadowboxing, with the accompanying sound effects of “Huh huh ha hey.”

Jiao Bai looked at Yu Ling’s “Childhood Treasures” and “Childhood Memories.” These two sections had his family, his parents were dead, leaving only his younger brother Yu Xiang. The two brothers depended on each other.

“Youth Achievements” were Yu Ling’s victories, records, medals, and honors before he retired.

The later “Middle-Aged Failure” and “Dreams of Old Age” were all blank, already updated, indicating that there was no content.

Yu Ling died in the youth stage.

Jiao Bai saw a small blackboard identical to the one in Cen Jingmo’s World House, but Cen Jingmo’s blackboard said, “What I want to say to myself in the next life,” while Yu Ling’s was—Life Summary.

[My twenty-nine years, the first half was devoted to becoming a special forces soldier, the second half was devoted to responsibility and missions. I spent too little time with my family. After I retired, I entered the Cen family due to various factors, which caused my younger brother to lose his life. I became decadent and degenerate, involved in the underworld, formed a dark force, and embarked on a path of no return. In order to avenge my younger brother, I destroyed the Cen family with my own hands. I was liberated at the moment of falling into the sea, but unfortunately, the black bandage that Jiao Bai gave me was lost. My short life ends here. I will reunite with my parents and younger brother in the underworld. I wish Jiao Bai happiness.]

Jiao Bai was dumbfounded. What the hell? How did Jiao Bai end up in Yu Ling’s bloody storyline??? Wasn’t the Cen family defeated by Shen Er An?

[Reminder to player Jiao Bai, your friend Yu Ling’s World House has been updated.]

Jiao Bai blinked. The small blackboard marked “Life Summary” was gone.

Its disappearance revealed one piece of information.

—Yu Ling’s lifeline had been extended. His life was still going on, far from the moment of summation.

This was what Jiao Bai had changed in the dark room of Changmin Island, using a whipping to exchange it for him and his brother. Of course, Jiao Bai himself also had gains, each getting what they needed.

Jiao Bai washed his face to calm down. In the first playthrough of the “Broken Wings” manga, there was no Yu Ling. The current second playthrough was equivalent to his “first playthrough,” so he had no dying wish of “If I could live my life again,” nor was it a restart.

When Yu Ling’s activity level broke 50, the comic book that came out was labeled “Second Playthrough.” At that time, Jiao Bai suspected that the second playthrough was also a manga, a rollback and modification.

Now, after seeing Yu Ling’s World House, Jiao Bai was almost certain of a possibility, but he didn’t want to think about it anymore. The mission completion countdown was on. When the time came, the Little Helper would stuff the answer into his mouth. He just had to be responsible for swallowing it, hoping it wouldn’t contain any shit.

Jiao Bai looked at Qi Yi Liao’s World House. It was still loading. It seemed he had to wait for Qi Yi Liao to regain his autonomy and completely shake off the shackles of the world consciousness before it could load successfully.

Before long, when Jiao Bai returned to the private room, he saw a stranger. At first glance, he looked a little familiar, and on closer inspection, he was still familiar.

It wasn’t until the other party introduced himself as Mr. Chu that Jiao Bai suddenly realized that this was Chu Dongshan, the eldest brother of the Chu family.

“Broken Wings” was a classic early flavor yaoi manga. Most of the male characters with roles were gay. Only the eldest young masters of the Qi and Chu families were exceptions. The former had dated girlfriends in the manga, and the latter married and had children. They were two incompatible landscapes, and their common point was: being screwed over by their younger brothers.

The Chu eldest brother wasn’t a brother-con, but he also didn’t escape that fate.

Jiao Bai remembered that after Chu Dongshan died in the manga, the Chu eldest brother supported the dilapidated Chu family. It wasn’t clear what happened next. Because the Chu family was able to occupy a place on the big stage because of Chu Dongshan’s male third lead status. Once he went offline, the family also went offline.

In the current timeline, Chu Dongshan ran away with Li Jue, and the two were missing. The Chu eldest brother re-supported the Chu family. The plot did match up.

Jiao Bai sat on the leather sofa and continued to eat. He wasn’t interested in business matters. As long as the Chu eldest brother didn’t cause trouble and send him dog blood, it would be fine.

“Eat some corn.” Qi Yi Liao scooped a spoonful of corn for him.

Jiao Bai picked them up one by one and threw them into his mouth, saying indistinctly, “I have evening self-study at eight o’clock.”

“There’s still time.” Qi Yi Liao put some lily bulbs on his plate.

The warm atmosphere in the private room set apart the uninvited guest. The Chu eldest brother was a talented man, and his personality was stable. At this moment, he was a little embarrassed. He came to Lan Yi Zhai to entertain clients, and when he heard that Chairman Qi was here, he took the opportunity to come over.

Chairman Qi had always been very magnanimous. He had expected that he would be willing to see him.

The Chu family originally had a good relationship with the Qi family. The Chu eldest brother and Qi Yi Liao also had some business dealings, but after experiencing multiple changes, it had evolved into the current state of estrangement.

He didn’t expect the two families to return to good terms, only hoping that they wouldn’t be in an adversarial relationship, even if they were ignored.

After standing awkwardly for a minute or two, the Chu eldest brother thought of something. He looked at Qi Yi Liao’s lover and said tentatively, “Bai Shao, I have news about your neighbor.”

Jiao Bai swallowed the food in his mouth and looked up.

“My younger brother is taking care of your neighbor abroad,” Chu Dongshan frowned slightly, “His addiction is very difficult to cure. He often takes advantage of my younger brother’s carelessness and mingles with others. My younger brother is overwhelmed and even got into a fight with someone and was injured and taken to the police station. Their living standards have been declining all the way, and now they live in the slums. They are already in dire straits. It won’t be long before my younger brother gives up and leaves him to fend for himself.”

Jiao Bai wasn’t surprised. What Chu Dongshan valued was Li Jue’s cleanliness and purity.

After Chu Dongshan finished speaking, he looked at Jiao Bai, looking at him all the time. He was handsome, had become a husband and father, and had a kind of indescribable mature flavor.

Jiao Bai didn’t care. He could look all he wanted.

Qi Yi Liao did care. He finally expressed his opinion on those entanglements that he couldn’t remember, his words were cold: “Take care of yourself.”

Chu Dongshan’s tense shoulder line relaxed: “Then I won’t disturb Chairman Qi and your lover’s meal.”

The irrelevant person left, and the atmosphere in the private room remained the same.

After the meal, Qi Yi Liao took Jiao Bai to the back gate of the medical university, and at his complaining, he had the driver drive the car further away, two blocks away.

The rain had stopped, and West City was cool and humid. Jiao Bai was still in the car, not because he didn’t want to get out, but because Qi Yi Liao was on the phone, insisting on finishing before saying anything else.

Jiao Bai flipped through the school forum, the sound of Qi Yi Liao’s steady, smiling voice in his ear, speaking in a foreign language, which he didn’t quite understand. It seemed like he was trying to drive something away. Although there was a smile in his words, his eyes were faintly bloodshot.

The outside world didn’t know that Qi Yi Liao had amnesia. It was hidden very well.

Jiao Bai’s bangs were suddenly lifted up, and the shallow scar was caressed. He heard Qi Yi Liao ask, “You are Old Shen’s ex-wife, between you two…”

“There’s nothing.” Jiao Bai interrupted calmly.

Qi Yi Liao put his bangs down, touching his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiao Bai warned: “Don’t go looking for Shen Ji.”

Qi Yi Liao’s palm rubbed his ear.

“Before you lost your memory, you threw him in the corner, and you didn’t let my brother go to take revenge. You don’t have to make yourself uncomfortable.” Jiao Bai said coldly for a rare occasion, “Can you not go find him to catch up?”

Qi Yi Liao rubbed his ear red.

“Can you?” Jiao Bai grabbed Qi Yi Liao’s hand and kissed it.

Qi Yi Liao was silent.

Jiao Bai kissed again: “Can you just say whether you can or not?”

Qi Yi Liao parted his lips: “Xiao Bai, your perfunctory appearance is very familiar to me. It seems you’ve always treated me like this in the past.”

At the end, he also sighed.

“…” Jiao Bai shook off Qi Yi Liao’s hand, turned his head and went to open the car door.

His waist was grabbed, and he was pulled into a wide, warm embrace.

After the two evening self-study classes, Jiao Bai walked towards the school gate. On the left was the top student of the department, who was playing a game while walking, wearing a pair of large headphones pretentiously around his neck, inside which were the roars of his teammates.

“Bai, you really don’t want to play? I’ll carry you.” The top student of the department launched his enthusiastic solicitation signal for the nth time.

Jiao Bai picked his ears. This guy only called him one name, not knowing what annoying problem it was.

The top student of the department was the top student of the department. Just after school started, he had become a popular figure on the forum. Every post about him must have the word “Hot” on it.

“Bai, let me show you my cute pets.” The top student of the department bumped Jiao Bai’s shoulder with a smile, “Here, this row is all of them, are they good-looking?”

The top student of the department’s cute pets were all with big heads, big eyes, and small bodies, with colorful styles. Jiao Bai’s eyes were about to go blind.

“This is one I just got.” The top student of the department took out one of the cute pets to walk around, “Does it look like you?”

Just as Jiao Bai was about to look over, an electronic voice suddenly rang in his mind.

[Your friend has logged on]

Jiao Bai stopped instantly. It was already ten o’clock, would the old pervert come to school to pick him up from school on purpose? Or was it… that he never left?

No way.

Jiao Bai looked around.

“What are you looking for?” The top student of the department asked curiously.

“An old pervert, my lover.” Jiao Bai ignored the stunned top student of the department. He walked towards a direction.

Qi Yi Liao stood under an old banyan tree with gnarled branches, most of his figure hidden in the dark, with only a bit of starlight between his fingers flickering on and off. He slightly parted his lips, took a sip of smoke, and slowly exhaled it, appearing gentlemanly and restrained.

When his gaze passed through the night’s wind and moonlight, locking onto his target, the aura around him changed, like turning from a cold, exquisite mirror into a fluctuating surface of water.

At this moment, fifty-five hours had passed since Qi Yi Liao woke up.

There was a rapid sound of footsteps approaching from afar.

Qi Yi Liao was still under the tree, in the shadows. He didn’t walk out, but just raised his hand holding the cigarette, beckoning to Jiao Bai who was approaching him.

Jiao Bai couldn’t see Qi Yi Liao’s expression clearly, only seeing that,

The cat slowly squinted his eyes, blinked, and gave him a wink.

Damn it, Jiao Bai covered his face. Getting a cat was something that needed to be arranged. I must get a cat!

Before getting one, first rub the cat overlord.

Jiao Bai slung his backpack over his shoulder, his sneakers stepping over fallen leaves. He clicked his tongue twice, his tall, thin young figure rushed forward, striding towards Qi Yi Liao.

However, he had only run a short distance when Qi Yi Liao walked out from under the tree, crossed the remaining long stretch of road, and gave him a kiss with the scent of tobacco.

Landing on his forehead, very lightly.

But the words he spoke were: “Let’s go, follow me back to Lan Mo Mansion. I’ll take you to the cemetery.”

Jiao Bai was very resistant. The cemetery was already gloomy and eerie, going there at this hour would hurt his body: “Let’s not go so late, okay? So many people from your family are lying there.”

“Don’t be afraid. They couldn’t beat me when they were alive, and they’re even more insignificant when they’re dead.” Qi Yi Liao pinched out the cigarette and smiled, “I’ll take you to see my mother.”

Jiao Bai knew he couldn’t refuse this trip: “Then it wouldn’t be good if I went empty-handed, right?”

Qi Yi Liao glanced at his stomach.

Jiao Bai retreated in horror: “What are you doing? This isn’t a world where you can have children!”

Qi Yi Liao’s face was dark: “What strange things are you saying?”

“I saw that you ate a lot during the evening self-study, your stomach is bulging.” He touched the young man’s belly over his clothes like a watermelon, patting it twice, “If you keep eating like this, you’ll become a little pig by the time you graduate with your bachelor’s degree.”

Jiao Bai: “…”

If I become a pig, aren’t you the pig boyfriend?

All a bunch of dregs.