GBT Chapter 145

Chapter 131: The End

Chapter 131: The End

When Yu Xiang returned to China, Jiao Bai was already doing his internship at a top-tier hospital. He followed authoritative experts on their rounds. The dozen or so students beside him weren’t all undergraduates; there were also graduate and doctoral students with varying levels of education and medical theory knowledge.

This half-month, it was the cardiology department’s turn. A group of people stood in the ward, and the patient was very nervous. A doctor stepped forward to ask questions softly, easing her emotions.

“What were the patient’s abnormal vital signs yesterday?” The director flipped through the medical records.

One of the interns immediately replied with the data.

The director was very satisfied with the students who had done their homework in advance, and she praised them on the spot.

Jiao Bai stood at the back of the group, leaning against the wall. Like everyone else, he held a small notebook in his hand, taking notes as he listened.

“Why are you standing so far back? Come forward a bit.” A senior student pulled at Jiao Bai, a lowered voice drifting from behind his mask.

“No need.” Jiao Bai was too lazy to squeeze into the crowd. His hearing was pretty good, so standing in the back wasn’t a problem.

The senior student couldn’t move him, so he moved to the back and stood with him, glancing at him from time to time.

It wasn’t like this yesterday. Overnight, his gaze had become much warmer.

It wasn’t convenient to wear a ring during work, so Jiao Bai’s ring finger was empty. Qi Yi Liao was always discreet when he came to pick him up from the hospital, so many people assumed he was unattached.

When the senior student looked over again, Jiao Bai deliberately pinched his neck and tilted his head, slightly opening the collar of his white coat.

A deep red hickey was faintly visible, one that had been sucked out forcefully and licked repeatedly, revealing a burning possessiveness.

The senior student froze for a long time. He moved forward in a daze, no longer standing next to Jiao Bai.

Jiao Bai was noting the patient’s name. He usually didn’t call out the bed number, but called them by name directly, which helped to build closer doctor-patient relationships. This was experience taught to him by a nurse sister.

The expert asked about the relevant symptoms and asked a student to answer, but the student couldn’t. He was asked which school he was from.

The student replied anxiously.

“From the Medical University, huh?” The expert dragged out the ending sound meaningfully and scanned the group of interns. “I remember there are a few who are from that school, right?”

One of the students from the same school came out and answered the question beautifully, and this little interlude was considered over.

“We were under so much pressure back then. We couldn’t sleep for the first two nights every time we changed departments, grabbing every possible moment to review the theoretical knowledge of that department…” the director said as she walked out.

“It’s all the same.” The expert chatted with her.

“…”

Jiao Bai was the last to leave the ward. He took out his phone and answered, “Which one?”

There was no sound on the other end, but after a few seconds, the sound of a train could be faintly heard.

Whoosh…

A vague figure popped into Jiao Bai’s mind: “Yu Xiang? Is that you?”

He was answered by a wail.

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When Jiao Bai saw Yu Xiang, all those vague memories became clear.

Back then, when Jiao Bai saw off the Yu brothers, Yu Xiang had been eroded by drugs, and his whole body was swollen and fat, and he was foolish. Now he had recovered.

Yu Xiang was still the same, with big eyes and a upturned nose, fair and soft. He cried as soon as he saw Jiao Bai.

But his cries were no longer so shrill and piercing, but much more gentle and restrained.

Clearly, his condition had been brought under control.

“Gua Gua, you look so good in a white coat.” Yu Xiang was shy and excited, his eyes red.

Jiao Bai ruffled his hair.

“Waa…” Yu Xiang cried instantly, “Gua Gua! Gua Gua Gua Gua!”

This was at a corner on the third floor. Although it was quieter than other places, it was impossible for no one to pass by for a long time.

One person came over from the end of the corridor, winking at Jiao Bai.

Jiao Bai said to his senior sister, “My younger brother.”

When Yu Xiang heard Jiao Bai introduce him like this, he cried even harder, snot and tears streaming down his face, almost sobbing uncontrollably.

Jiao Bai: “…”

It was already time to get off work. He pulled Yu Xiang away and shouted back, “Senior Sister, please tell the teacher for me. I’m leaving work early.”

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Before treatment, Yu Xiang’s emotions came and went quickly. After the treatment, his emotions subsided slowly. When Jiao Bai took off his white coat and sat with him in a restaurant near the hospital, he was still sobbing.

“We haven’t seen each other in so long. I thought you’d forgotten me.” Yu Xiang wiped away tears. “I also thought I didn’t remember you. You don’t know, those drugs ruined my memory.”

Jiao Bai poured him a glass of water: “The side effects will subside.”

Yu Xiang smiled through his tears: “It doesn’t matter, anyway, I remember my brother and you.”

“You came back to China alone?” Jiao Bai asked while waiting for the food.

“Yeah.” Yu Xiang blinked. “My brother didn’t come back. He has something to do.”

Yu Xiang waited for a moment, and when he saw that Jiao Bai didn’t intend to ask, he pouted and took the initiative to say, “My brother found traces of Cen Jingmo in Eastern Europe.”

Jiao Bai paused in the middle of texting Qi Yi Liao. He felt like he hadn’t heard the surname Cen in a long time.

“That guy,” Yu Xiang hummed, “He’s been paying attention to your news. Can you believe it? When my brother found his place, his room was full of your information. It’s not like he likes you in an unhealthy way, he’s just sick.”

Jiao Bai thought, isn’t that right?

Everyone in the world has their own way of living and their own pursuits. The price Cen Jingmo paid for having the memory of the first cycle was that his values completely collapsed. His ambition in his career was gone, he married a wife but ignored her and quickly divorced, and he didn’t care about the decline of his family. He just wanted to peek into the secrets of the world through me.

That’s why they say fools have foolish luck. Sometimes, it’s better for people to be a little muddled.

Qi Yi Liao had experienced what Cen Jingmo was facing now. The only difference was that Qi Yi Liao resisted with his life, while Cen Jingmo enjoyed it.

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After sending the message, Jiao Bai tossed his phone on the table. Shen Er An was wary of Cen Jingmo making a comeback and had been sending people to search for him, never giving up. This could also be considered a kind of entanglement of fate.

“My brother wants to avenge me.” Yu Xiang muttered. “I told him to forget it. I don’t know if he’ll listen. He’s super stubborn now.”

After a pause, Yu Xiang grabbed his palm and said softly, “Gua Gua, thank you for everything back then.”

Jiao Bai waved his hand.

Before the mission was one life, during the mission was another life, and after the mission was completed was yet another life. He usually didn’t recall the things of his previous life. He was too busy.

The dishes were served, and after a while the rice was also brought over. Jiao Bai was very hungry. He was in charge of listening and eating.

Yu Xiang was full of memories and emotions, babbling a lot. He saw Jiao Bai’s cheeks bulging, moving up and down, coupled with the soft and harmless lines at the corners of his eyes, and it was just like a little puppy, the cutest puppy in the world.

“Gua Gua, it’s so good to see you again.” Yu Xiang sobbed, about to cry again.

Jiao Bai quickly swallowed the food in his mouth: “Don’t wail. Eat.”

“I’m not hungry.” Yu Xiang felt that he was becoming active with Jiao Bai. They were still the same as before, and there was no estrangement, which made him very happy. He quickly took on the role of a family member and began to worry, “Is being a doctor very hard? Have you been bullied by family members?” “No.” Jiao Bai stuffed food into his mouth. “The vast majority are reasonable.”

If he had started the mission at this stage, that would have been terrible. Medical disputes and dog blood would definitely be among them.

“Then is it hard?” Yu Xiang said, “Are you still going to take the graduate entrance exam?”

Jiao Bai shook his head: “I’ve been recommended for graduate school.”

A fierce light burst out in Yu Xiang’s eyes, full of pride. Even though he himself was a genius.

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Jiao Bai’s dinner began with Yu Xiang’s chatter and ended with his hesitation.

“Just say what you want to say.” Jiao Bai wiped his mouth.

“Do you want to come sit at my place later?” Yu Xiang looked at him expectantly, just like inviting a good friend to his house when he was in school.

Jiao Bai said: “I have the night shift tonight.” The first half of the night belonged to the one at home, so he had to go home.

Yu Xiang had never thought about the doctor’s duty schedule. He said blankly: “You still have to work the night shift?”

Jiao Bai: “…”

Yu Xiang across the table wilted into a pickled vegetable. Jiao Bai was full and felt a little sleepy: “Are you staying in a hotel?”

Yu Xiang drooped his head: “No, I bought a house. I’m not leaving. I’m in West City.”

“Then what are you worried about?” Jiao Bai said, “We can get together another day.”

Yu Xiang’s eyes widened. That’s right, they lived in the same city and were still young, so there was plenty of time to have dinner.

“Gua Gua, I missed your wedding.” Yu Xiang, who was happy again, caught up with Jiao Bai and left the restaurant with him.

Jiao Bai said that the wedding hadn’t been held yet and was expected to take place on New Year’s Day next year.

Yu Xiang cheered and jumped in front of him: “That’s great, I want to be the best man! Your adoptive parents are all vampire monsters. Regardless of their life or death, I’ll be your family. I’ll pay for the wedding expenses, okay? I can help you design the wedding rings. Are you wearing a wedding dress…”

It was getting more and more outrageous.

There were pedestrians and vehicles coming and going on the street. Jiao Bai left Yu Xiang with a back view, too lazy to say any bullshit.

Yu Xiang looked at his refreshing back of the head, stammering: “Gua Gua, you’re getting married for the second time, and I don’t even have a dog.”

Jiao Bai’s eyes almost rolled to the sky.

“Before I returned to China, I sold a software I developed, and I used that money to start a second business. I’m richer now than I was then. I plan to acquire an entertainment company to raise some dogs.” Yu Xiang muttered from behind.

Jiao Bai stumbled: “Good luck, I’m optimistic about you.”

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Yu Xiang came by car. His car and Jiao Bai’s car drove into the traffic one after another, went the same way for a while, and then parted ways, agreeing to see each other next time.

Jiao Bai returned to Lan Mo Mansion with the drizzle. Qi Yi Liao was working in the study on the fifth floor. He had long been accustomed to bringing official business home and was becoming more and more homesick.

Earlier, it was Jiao Bai waiting for Qi Yi Liao at home. I don’t know when it was reversed.

Jiao Bai took a shower, walked through the bedroom into the study in his bathrobe. Qi Yi Liao put down the documents and kissed him.

“How much do you have left to do?” Jiao Bai interlocked his lips with him.

“Just a little bit.” Qi Yi Liao held his wet and moist lips, kissing him lightly or heavily for a while. “You go to bed first.”

Jiao Bai bit Qi Yi Liao’s shirt buttons and mumbled unclearly: “Then I’ll wait for you here.”

Qi Yi Liao picked him up and put him on his lap, letting him lie in his arms, and stroked his slightly damp back with one hand, like petting a cat.

Jiao Bai didn’t talk to Qi Yi Liao. He was hesitating whether to work for a while.

Originally, he had taught himself video editing. He would take videos and edit them when he had nothing to do, and send them to Qi Yi Liao for evaluation. Last month, he was being played with by Qi Yi Liao in front of the floor-to-ceiling window when he suddenly heard an electronic sound.

At that moment, Jiao Bai was startled, and Qi Yi Liao didn’t get to continue.

The little assistant contacted Jiao Bai, not because there was a problem with the follow-up to his mission, but because the higher-ups were recruiting a group of architects.

Among all the players who had completed the mission, Jiao Bai’s score was very high, so he was noticed.

The little assistant explained to Jiao Bai that as long as the architect constructs a world, they would receive a generous reward.

Jiao Bai decided to submit his application without saying a word.

Who knew that there were too many ancient dog-blood-type architects. What the higher-ups lacked was spiritual-type architects.

Jiao Bai had read a lot of gay comics of various themes, but none of them were supernatural. He seriously suspected that the higher-ups knew that he didn’t have much knowledge in his stomach, so they gave him something to do, deliberately making things difficult for him.

But he still had to accept it.

The little assistant didn’t reveal anything about the reward. What if it was life points?

Even if there was only a one in ten million chance, he had to seize this opportunity. Because the people around him had all suffered greatly, alas.

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Jiao Bai pulled Qi Yi Liao’s shirt hem out of his suit pants, and his hand slipped inside. This was tricky for him. The few outlines he had managed to come up with were handed in, but they didn’t work, they just didn’t work.

The little assistant said while he was complaining that a trade is like a mountain, that the architects were basically people from all walks of life, and the youngest was a junior high school student.

What is rubbing salt on a wound? That was it.

Jiao Bai had no choice but to go to the backyard cemetery more often to feel the gloomy atmosphere and read the Complete Collection of Folk Legends and Ghost Stories.

That wasn’t enough. He would chat with his teacher during his shifts. The hospital always had some chilling legends.

Jiao Bai’s palm wandered up and down Qi Yi Liao’s lean waist muscles. Tonight, he would also try to scare himself to inspire inspiration and strive to pass the draft next time and successfully get this part-time job.

The supernatural can also be dog-blood, right? Everything is dog-blood, and he firmly believed that he could reconcile the two factors.

Catching a glimpse of a ball of white, Jiao Bai beckoned to it.

The round, fluffy cat jumped up and hugged Jiao Bai’s leg hanging beside Qi Yi Liao, rolled into his arms, and squeezed between him and Qi Yi Liao.

“You have to get vaccinated tomorrow. Lao Qi will take you. Did you hear me?” Jiao Bai scratched the cat’s chin.

The cat looked up at him with a pair of precious and aloof eyes, making soft meows, and it would lie down as soon as he poked its belly.

Jiao Bai picked up the cat and weighed it: “Third Brother, the cat seems to have gained weight.”

“It’s visible to the naked eye.” Qi Yi Liao put the documents on the desk aside and turned off the laptop. “It’s gotten fat into a ball.”

Jiao Bai touched the white fur on the cat’s back: “It’ll lose weight next year.”

“Start next week.” Qi Yi Liao picked up the cat in the middle of them and put it on the ground.

Jiao Bai clicked his tongue: “Terrible.”

The cat circled around Qi Yi Liao’s feet, and Qi Yi Liao walked towards the bedroom with Jiao Bai in his arms, and it followed.

Qi Yi Liao knew that Jiao Bai raised and loved cats all because of him. The weight of the four words “love me, love my dog” was very heavy, and he accepted the existence of the cat.

The cat sensed it and naturally wasn’t afraid of him anymore.

“Go downstairs.” Qi Yi Liao rubbed the person in his arms and glared at the cat.

The cat walked away wagging its tail.

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While Qi Yi Liao was taking a shower, Jiao Bai was talking to Zhang Zhen on the phone.

Zhang Zhen was on a business trip in Berlin with Qi Huai. He had just experienced a car accident, a chain car accident. Some people unfortunately died on the spot, while he and Qi Huai were among the lucky ones.

Medical staff came like angels, bringing infinite vitality. Zhang Zhen thought of his younger brother, who was also a doctor, and at that moment he suddenly understood his younger brother’s sense of conviction.

Zhang Zhen didn’t mention the thrill of escaping death. He stood on a foreign street, holding the coffee Qi Huai bought in one hand, and chatted with his brother: “Bai Bai, I’m going back to China in two days. Do you want me to bring anything?”

“There’s nothing to bring, just come back.” Jiao Bai was deeply trapped in the quilt that exuded a light fragrance.

Zhang Zhen was a little disappointed. He asked this question every time he went on a business trip, but his brother never asked him to bring anything. He wanted to be needed.

As soon as Zhang Zhen thought this, Jiao Bai said, “Just bring me a traffic light pillow.”

“Okay!” The sorrow in Zhang Zhen’s eyes was swept away.

“By the way, I ran into Shen Er An in Berlin.” Zhang Zhen took a sip of coffee. “He was with a woman, who seemed to be a reporter.”

Jiao Bai knew that was Zhao Lian.

“His style is bigger than Third Brother’s now. It’s not convenient for me to say hello to him.” Zhang Zhen had no malice, only stated the facts, and he didn’t interfere with his brother’s social circle.

Besides, Shen Er An was someone his brother knew when he was young. It had been many years, and he didn’t want to interfere.

As long as Shen Er An didn’t hurt his brother.

Jiao Bai chatted with Zhang Zhen for a while and heard Qi Huai’s voice, calling Zhang Zhen to get in the car.

The call ended. Jiao Bai wrapped himself in the quilt and swiped his phone. The current Shen Corporation was thriving, and Shen Er An’s secretary was still the one in the original book. As for Tan Jun…he was in prison, sentenced to life imprisonment.

Liang Dong was still looking for the young man’s family, and Jiang Yan was still locked in an endless battle with Ran Ye to the monastery, and the days were very long.

The sound of water in the bathroom was still ringing, and Jiao Bai impatiently roared, “Are you done washing? If you dawdle any longer, I’m going to have to go to the night shift!”

The door opened, and a burst of heat ran out, mixed with the scent of chestnut flowers.

Qi Yi Liao came out wiping his black wet hair. There were traces of water on his deep brow bones and bridge of his nose. He nodded slightly, his lips parted, and his sexy Adam’s apple moved gently: “Wasn’t I just trying to relieve myself once so you can suffer less?”

Jiao Bai looked at him fixedly.

Qi Yi Liao threw the towel on the back of the chair. He walked to the bed and leaned over to kiss his lover’s always warm and always bright eyes: “Why are you looking at uncle like that?”

“I thought of the first time we met.” Jiao Bai chuckled twice. “At that time, you drove me away and thought I was dirty.”

Qi Yi Liao: “…”

“Get away, I need to be alone and quiet.” Jiao Bai pretended to be angry, and he raised his foot and kicked Qi Yi Liao.

“Don’t make trouble.” Qi Yi Liao knelt on the bed on one knee, holding Jiao Bai’s slender ankle gently with his five fingers, and his lips caressed along his tattoo.

Like a devout believer.

This was not the first time Jiao Bai had seen this scene, but his heart was still burning. His back left the bed and he hugged Qi Yi Liao with all his strength.

The Lan Mo Mansion at night did not know when it had escaped its coldness. The downstairs was very peaceful. A group of bodyguards and a cat were admiring the moon in the courtyard.

Upstairs, Qi Yi Liao was embracing his sun and moon.

In a burst of heat, Qi Yi Liao’s kiss spread past Jiao Bai’s neck and covered his pink ears, leaving dense breaths.

Jiao Bai’s hands were raised and pressed on top of his head, and the Buddha card on his chest rose and fell with his gasps. The scent of sandalwood melted into the sea of love, and he turned his head and his lips rubbed against Qi Yi Liao’s temples.

Qi Yi Liao kissed him.

The beauty of the story lies in the inability to predict the ending.

Please forgive uncle for not falling in love with you at first sight.

Uncle loves you.

(End of the book)