The book wearer pretended to be O and ran away

Bi Yin was alone in the room, his head hurt from anger, he was out of breath, and he didn't know when he fell asleep in a daze.

Aunt Zhang came over on time at twelve noon and knocked on the door lightly, "Second Young Master, are you down for lunch?"

The sound came through the sound-proof door panel, which was a little vague.

Bi Yin woke up from sleep, and said to the door, "Okay, I'll be right away."

Bi Yin clutched his temples, wondering if it was the sequelae of craniocerebral injury, he felt a dull pain in his temples.

There was no sound outside the door, Aunt Zhang should have gone down.

He rolled over and sat up, sitting on the edge of the bed to reach for the slippers with his feet.

I don't know if the weather is too hot, but the clothes on his body are all wet, and they are sticking to his body.

Bi Yin pulled up the cloth that was tightly attached to his back with his backhand, and slapped it lightly.

etc!Bi Yin's eyes widened suddenly. Their home has an intelligent temperature control system, so why sweat so much? !

With an ominous premonition in his heart, he turned his head slowly and his eyes fell on the bed sheet.

A large piece of the dark green bed sheet became darker obviously. He reached out and touched it, and his hand was immediately stained with water.

This amount of water can never be sweat.

Bi Yin's face changed slightly, and he touched his crotch subconsciously.

Could it be that such a big person still wets the bed? !

Even if you break your head, you can't justify it!

Pants | The front of the crotch is not wet.

Bi Yin's expression was even worse, and his diarrhea was worse than bedwetting.

He touched the back with trembling hands, the buttocks were dry, and further back, there were some water spots on the waistband of his trousers.

grass!Fortunately!

A wave of sweat broke out on Bi Yin's forehead, he breathed a sigh of relief, his hands were a little soft.

At a certain moment just now, he even thought that it might be that the traverser mutilated his body, so he leaked urine, but luckily it wasn't.

Fortunately, I didn't pee my pants or have diarrhea.

Since he didn't pull it, where did such a large puddle of water come from?

Bi Yin raised his head to look at the ceiling, the ceiling was very dry, and there was no abnormality around the bed, and the door was even more tightly closed.

So much water couldn't have come out of nowhere, right?

Bi Yin hesitated for a moment, and slowly approached the wet marks on the bed to smell it.

The wet marks had no special smell, he smelled it, it was the smell of detergent on the bedding.

Weird.

Bi Yin frowned, checked up and down, and couldn't figure it out.

"Second young master?" Aunt Zhang knocked on the door lightly again, "The noodles are almost lumpy, how about I cook another one for you?"

Bi Yin was startled, and hurriedly raised her voice, "No, I'll come down right away."

He stood up and changed his clothes. Before leaving the room, he caught sight of marks on the bed, and he quickly covered them with a quilt. No matter how the marks came from, he will deal with them later.

The new clothes he wore were also high school clothes. He had grown taller over the years, and his underwear was a little short, revealing his white and thin wrists and ankles.

Especially the ankle, the line of his ankle is very beautiful, the line of the Achilles tendon on the heel is obvious, the skin is stretched thinly on the bone, it looks very delicate.

When Aunt Zhang saw him, she couldn't help but take another look.

"What's wrong?" Bi Yin felt a little strange when he noticed her gaze.

"It's nothing," Aunt Zhang said cheerfully, seeing that he was in a good mood, she said with emotion, "I think children of your age are different every day."

Bi Yin was stunned for a moment, then touched his face subconsciously, "Has there been any changes compared to before? Just before I was hospitalized."

"Changes?" Aunt Zhang listened to his words and looked at him carefully, "If you want to say this, there really are. Have you grown a little taller?"

"Impossible?" Bi Yin thought she would talk about temperament, but she didn't expect to talk about height, "How tall can I grow in just a few days?"

"It seems to be a little taller, maybe your back is straighter." Aunt Zhang looked at him and became more and more sure, "The skin has also turned white, and it's even whiter."

Bi Yin was even more surprised, "Really?"

"Why are you lying to me?" Aunt Zhang brought up chicken noodle soup and various side dishes, "Let's have some noodles first."

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

Bi Yin was very hungry at noon today, his hands and feet felt weak, and when he smelled the noodles, he couldn't care about anything else, so he hurried to eat the noodles.

Aunt Zhang glanced at the side, Bi Yin ate the noodles very gracefully, even though he could tell that he was obviously hungry, the movement of eating the noodles did not have the feeling of gobbling.

In the past, when he ate noodles alone, he always liked to watch the video projected by the wristband while slurping the noodles. Sometimes the noodle soup would splash on the table, but today there was no such thing at all.

It seems that he has really changed a little bit, Aunt Zhang is a little happy, no matter how bad it was before, it is always a good thing for a young man to be willing to change.

Bi Yin ate a bowl of noodles, and took the bowl and side dishes to the kitchen.

Seeing him like this, Aunt Zhang hurriedly said, "I'll come."

"It's okay, I'll take care of it." Bi Yin said, "Today's noodles are delicious, thank you Aunt Zhang."

"Hey, as long as you like it." Aunt Zhang was even happier, "Whatever you want to eat at night, Aunt Zhang will make it for you."

"It's all right, I may eat out at night, there is no need to cook for me."

"You're still sick, why don't you go out?"

"I have something to do." Bi Yin put the bowl away and smiled at her, "Then I'll go up first."

"Okay, you are busy."

Bi Yin was full and felt a little lazy.

When he returned to the room, the bed was still wet, and the large water spot before was not his hallucination.

He really couldn't figure out where the water came from.

Bi Yin stood in front of the window and hesitated for a long time. He really couldn't take down the wet quilt and let Aunt Zhang deal with it, so he simply took out the quilt and hung it on the balcony to dry.

The sun is very strong today, and it is summer, and the quilt may be dried soon.

After taking out the quilt and bed sheet, Bi Yin discovered that the situation was more serious than he had imagined, and the mattress was also wet a lot. Obviously, the mattress would never be usable today.

Bi Yin frowned, looking up and down where the water came from.

As he thought about it, his palms suddenly became moist.

He quickly noticed this situation, and his nervous eyes fell on the palm of his hand.

Big drops of water oozed out of his palm first, and then small streams of water came out, like a spring, gurgling.

The water in his palm soon couldn't hold any more, and the water fell to the ground with a "crash", and then Bi Yin came back from the dumbfounded state, and murmured to himself in a low voice, "Lingquan?"

If a few years ago, he would have been frightened to death when water suddenly appeared in his palm, but now he can still associate it.

The water was still rushing out, Bi Yin hurriedly ran to the toilet with her slippers on, plugged the bathtub directly, and put it in the bathtub.

I don't know if a wave of water has seeped into the bed just now, but the water gushed out this time is not much, probably more than a liter.

Bi Yin can feel that all the water that can be used is gushing out. If you want to continue to use it, you have to wait for a while, maybe like a spring, after a while, the spring will gush out again.

Bi Yin stared at the transparent water, hesitated for a while, but finally dared not taste it with his mouth.

He turned on the faucet, washed the water off his hands, closed the bathroom door, and went downstairs to the garden to bring up a pot of roses.

The roses in the garden are all big roses.

Seeing her, Aunt Zhang asked, "Second Young Master, why are you moving the rose? This rose is so big,"

Bi Yin resisted with all his strength, his face flushed red, and when he moved to the corridor on the second floor, he panted, and replied: "I want to change the style of the room, Aunt Zhang. From now on, this pot of roses will Put it in my room."

"This flower pot doesn't match your room, why don't you ask someone to send you another pot?"

"No, I just like this pot." Bi Yin waved his hand, "I'll grow this pot myself, don't worry about it."

Aunt Zhang took a second look, and Bi Yin had already moved the rose to her room.

The rose was placed on the balcony, and Bi Yin kneaded her hands, and took the cup to the bathtub to scoop up the spring water he made.

He scooped up all the water he could scoop up and poured it next to the rose roots. It will be clear after a while how the spring water works.

After finishing all this, Bi Yin went back to the room, sat on the sofa, looked at the rose and the sky in the distance, and sent a message to Feng Yinjiang: Mr. Feng, I am discharged from the hospital, are you free today?Shall we come out and talk?

Bi Yin briefly communicated with him when he was in the hospital the day before yesterday. He was not very persistent in debt collection, but seemed to have another purpose.

Feng Yinjiang quickly replied to the message: At seven o'clock in the evening, I know Sui is waiting for you.

- ok, see you at seven o'clock in the evening.

Bi Yin took a deep breath, checked on the Internet and knew that Sui was a private restaurant with four-figure per capita consumption.

Feng Yinjiang is indeed a local tyrant.

Bi Yin told Aunt Zhang and left the house after five o'clock in the evening.

When he went out, he bumped into Bi Wei coming home, and Bi Yin called brother cowardly.

Bi Wei glanced at him, "Where are you going?"

Wearing the clothes he bought in high school, Bi Yin said cautiously, "I'm going to meet a friend."

Bi Wei nodded, and didn't say anything else, but Bi Xiao, who followed behind, saw him like this, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-2021:17:56~2020-02-2120:59:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: -Lin Qingfu-, 1 Qin Duan Wei Xian;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of overturned boats; 3158805210 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!