The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

At that time, Bai Xingjian was paying at the front desk when someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

Bai Xingjian turned around and saw Yanjiu standing behind him covered in blood.

Yanjiu's face remained normal and his limbs were intact, but he was not jumping around because Yanjiu had always been slow and never jumped around.

When Bai Xingjian was confused, Yanjiu came close to Bai Xingjian's ear and whispered:

"I'm not injured, and Shang Jing and I haven't broken up, don't worry..."

In fact, Yanjiu really wanted to add to Bai Xingjian that he and Shang Jing had just gone to bed.

Bai Xingjian can rest assured and don't worry about Shang Jing getting sick and killing him one day.

But Yanjiu thought about it and decided that given Bai Xingjian's old-fashioned attitude, it was better not to shock him with such "open" information.

Bai Xingjian didn't know what happened, but she still had a calm face and left the hospital with Yanjiu in silence.

……

After a while, there was a car on the roadside.

Bai Xingjian looked solemn: "Yanjiu, what on earth are you doing?"

Yanjiu peeled off a piece of candy and handed it to Bai Xingjian. Bai Xingjian looked at the candy silently and didn't reach out to pick it up.

Yanjiu ate the candy by himself as if nothing had happened. With the candy in his mouth, he said vaguely:

"Brother, you are right..."

Bai Xingjian was stunned: "What did you call me?" Yanjiu never called himself "brother", but always called himself "Mr. Bai".

Yanjiu turned his head to look at Bai Xingjian and smiled with relief:

“When people grow up, they are always willing to reconcile with many things.

Although I have never liked you very much, it is undeniable that you have always fulfilled your brother's responsibilities.

You can afford this "Brother". "

Bai Xingjian held her forehead and smiled: "You have indeed grown up, and you have changed a lot. At least you have warmth when you look at people."

Yanjiu said jokingly:

"Having warmth doesn't mean I'm not cold."

As he spoke, Yanjiu looked out the window. In a certain coffee shop, a man with all his beauty was sitting by the window, waiting for him.

Yanjiu smiled, came to his senses, and continued to talk to Bai Xingjian:

"Yan Yang is in danger now, I don't know what will happen.

Don't worry about the messy stuff in the Bai family, and don't fight about it. It's best to leave as soon as possible.

As for me...I am capable of protecting myself, so you don't have to worry. "

Bai Xingjian had no idea what was going on. He felt that Yan Jiu had changed so much that it was like a fog, and he couldn't understand it at all.

At this time, Yanjiu had already put his hand on the door handle:

"I'm leaving first, Shang Jing is waiting for me outside."

Bai Xingjian said worriedly: "You and Shang Jing..."

Before Bai Xingjian could finish speaking, Yanjiu answered: "I slept with him."

"..." Bai Xingjian was even more worried: "Although I don't know what you want to do, if you do something like cheating to death today, be careful that Shang Jing takes advantage of you."

Hearing this, Yanjiu curled up his lips and smiled with a hint of evil:

"Don't worry, it's only for me to use him..."

……

At the coffee shop, Shang Jing handed Yanjiu a clean sweatshirt.

Yanjiu took it and went to the bathroom to change.

Shang Jing looked Yanjiu up and down angrily: "Do you need help with something as big as changing clothes?"

Yanjiu didn't even look at Shang Jing, but turned around lazily:

"No need, I am a conservative person and don't like to be honest with people during the day."

Shang Jing pretended to be aggrieved: "That night, my house hasn't been haunted in the middle of the night for several nights. You haven't come to see me for several nights. A Tao has been waiting for you every day and can't sleep."

Hearing this, the inkstone returned at [-]%, and he lifted Shang Jing's chin with his index finger, smiling a little frivolously:

"Then you let Ah Tao get cleaned up and the flowers bloom better. I'll go see him tonight."

Shang Jing was finally satisfied. He touched the tip of his tongue to his cheek. He seemed to have thought of something and smiled angrily:

"Well, I need to spray some more perfume so that your fox won't find it smelly."

After a while, Yanjiu changed into new clothes and took care of himself in the bathroom. When he came out again, Shang Jing had already ordered something.

A steak, a vegetable salad, and pasta.

The small dessert was chocolate cake with creamy cherry jam.

Yanjiu's eyes were attracted to the cake:

"Why is there still cake? You still blame girlishness."

Shang Jing held his chin with one hand and looked at Yan Jiu: "Like you, you have white skin and a black heart, and occasionally your heart is a little red intermittently."

Yanjiu was puzzled: "I agree with Black Heart, but Baipi...you mean I'm hypocritical? You might as well just ask for a piece of the Black Forest."

Yanjiu didn't want to have the same moral character as Gu Qizhou, and it made him unhappy just thinking about it.

Shang Jing cut a piece of the cake and pushed it in front of Yan Jiu:

"White skin literally means you have white skin."

Yanjiu was a little helpless: "What are you thinking about?"

Shang Jing smiled cynically: "Of course I'm thinking about things that can't be done during the day and can only be done behind closed doors at night."

Yanjiu helplessly held up his forehead: "It's okay if I'm not ashamed, can't you be a little bit ashamed?" Neither of them knew "shame", how could they live their lives like this.

While cutting the steak, Shang Jing asked Yan Jiu:

"How is my acting?"

Yan Jiu Bu Li said with satisfaction: "It's average."

Shang Jing also criticized unceremoniously:

"Your acting skills aren't very good either. People say you were crying and shouting in front of my house very stiffly, as if you were reciting your lines."

Yanjiu: "..."