Chengyuan

"I'm going out, you take care of yourself at home, and a nanny comes over regularly to clean up and cook." Bianchi explained while putting on his coat, "You pick a room and let her clean it up. I'll take you out to buy some living things in the afternoon. Supplies."

Bian Cheng shook his head, "Buy it online, and it will be delivered quickly."

"Then... are you at home alone?" Bianchi hesitated.

"Yeah." Bian Cheng was not in high spirits, as if he just wanted to stay home to the end.

"Okay, whatever you like." Bianchi scratched his hair casually, fixed it with hairspray, changed into his clothes, hooked the key and sauntered to the garage, "Don't open the door to weird people~"

Within a few minutes, a sullen sports car drove out of the garage and disappeared in a hurry.

Bian Cheng stayed in the study for a day, and the nanny was busy in the next room.

In the evening, Bianchi rushed back, took a few mouthfuls of food, explained a few vague words, changed his clothes and went out again.

The border town spent a few leisurely days without being disturbed, either reading in the study, or observing and watering the plants in the sunny greenhouse.

I didn't know that in a secluded bar, Bianchi was wearing a pure white sweater and jeans, sitting at the bar and sipping a glass of wine, with a pair of smart eyes on his handsome face looking around from time to time, like a man who doesn't know the world s student.The bartender observed him for a long time. From the time he entered the door to when he sat down, he had just sent a guest away, and now he said next to him, "This guest, I haven't seen you before. It's my first time here."

"Yes..." The answer was like a mosquito.

The bartender glanced at the glass in his hand and said with a smile, "Why don't you come to a bar if you don't want to drink?" He quickly stepped forward, took away the glass he was holding, and said with a smile, "I have some good wines for you Let me introduce you, will you listen?"

Bianchi nodded, chatted with him for a long time, and really obediently took a glass of recommended wine, which was soft and easy to talk to.The bartender suddenly backtracked and said, "This drink has a strong stamina, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. It's better not to drink it." He wanted to take his glass away.

Bianchi's hands were quick, and he snatched it back at once, raised his head and gulped down a glass, touched the empty glass on the table, and hiccupped, "No, it's okay." He blinked, red slowly Climbing up from the neck to the face, he shook his head again, and said with a big tongue, "I can drink it!"

"Awesome! Awesome!" the bartender praised, and his eyes fell on his fair skin with a layer of pink, "The guest looks so young, is he an adult?"

Bianchi patted his hand away, proudly said, "I'm about to graduate and work, what do you think?"

That's really young.The bartender sneered, and his eyes wandered presumptuously over the lamb. Seeing his ignorant expression and his young body aroused the desire in his heart.

It was the time when the bar became more lively as it got late at night. At this time, the bartender who had changed into normal clothes was helping a customer to go out through the side door. The remote night lights made the shadows of the two people longer.Bianchi was staggering around, talking about his grades for a while, and talking about this teacher and that teacher for a while, the drunkard is irrational.

Whatever he said, the bartender said yes coaxingly.Half hugging and half supporting, he took the man to a deserted construction site and put him in a corner next to the trolley.

He stood up, his eyes fell on Bianchi, seeing that his consciousness was blurred, he asked tentatively, "Who am I?"

Bianchi frowned, his eyes were blurred, as if trying to look at him, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Can't speak anymore?" The bartender relieved, he sneered, "You are so weak, you can overdose with a little medicine. Children are like this, naive and stupid. You should learn some lessons from society."

In the darkness, he couldn't wait to dig out a bundle from under the trolley full of dirt, and threw it aside, the metal hitting the ground made a crisp sound.

Bianchi looked over there in the dark, and saw a corner of the saw sticking out of the bundle.I didn't expect to be able to catch the real one in one go, and it really is the 'deviser' who has been unscrupulous in the vicinity recently.His eyes were deep, staring at the person who didn't even know he had been exposed.

The bartender put on his gloves, and suddenly rushed over, with such strength that ordinary people did not seem to push Bianchi to the ground at once. Bianchi snorted, grabbed his wrist with both hands, and clasped him: "Are you a sentinel?" It is rare to go in and out of that noisy environment, but there are some exceptions.

"Didn't expect that." The bartender smiled twice. Under his decent human skin, he finally showed undisguised ferocious and dark malice. His eyes were shining with excitement, and his face was full of enjoyment. : "You can't escape, no one around here can save you. I allow you to scream, you may not know that human screams are simply the most beautiful music in the world."

"How could it be?" Bianchi, who had been pretending to be tender all night, was not afraid, but laughed instead.The praying mantis stalked the cicada, and the oriole was behind him. He endured it all night. At this time, it was time to draw the net. His voice was soft and more excited than the devil, "How could I escape? You are the one waiting."

Before Bianchi could fight back, someone was faster than him.A huge force grabbed the bartender by the collar and pulled him up, hitting the wall next to him. The bartender was stunned.When he reacted and fought back, he was still screaming and screaming, and finally he was pulled by his hair and hit the wall a few times, and a liquid with a strong rust smell slid from his forehead.

Finally, under the continuous impact of the body and the wall, there were repeated screams.The smug person just now rolled his eyes, covered his head with blood, and fell to the ground unconscious with a plop.

A strange man rushed over, helped Bianchi up from the ground, patted the dust on his clothes, was furious, but suppressed his anger and said softly and anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Bianchi was full of doubts, and he said to this righteous man who "passed by and drew his sword to help", "Thank you?" He didn't know this high-ranking sentry. Are there so many high-ranked sentries now that they can run all over the place?Is that just a B-rank guy?

"It's good that you're fine." The man breathed a sigh of relief, and that nervous breath infected Bianchi.Bianchi was about to take a step back, away from this strange person.Unexpectedly, this person was extremely fast, hugged him into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Baby, I was wrong! No matter how unhappy you are, you can't go to the bar to drink at will! There are dragons and snakes mixed in, I'm really afraid You were accidentally eaten!" He said bitterly, "You still dress so innocently! I've never seen it before!"

"Did you recognize the wrong person? Talk as you say, don't move!" Bianchi was annoyed, he bent his waist and raised his knees, and was about to attack the weak point of this strange guy.The sentinel was so frightened that he let go of his hand, jumped far away, and stared at him with rounded eyes.

Bianchi patted his clothes, lifted the unconscious guy from the corner, grabbed the bundle wrapped in the chainsaw with the other hand, and raised his chin towards the sentry. Even if there was no light, he knew that with the sentry's vision He must be able to see it clearly: "Go, good man, follow me back to the guild to receive the reward."

The sentinel first looked suspiciously at his eyes, and after hearing the words, his face was in disbelief: "What did you call me?"

"Good man." Bianchi took it for granted, and patted him on the shoulder like an elder: "Young man, you are so helpful, the guild needs you so much! I will feel sorry if you don't give to a warm-hearted citizen, don't be humble. Wait, tell me I'll go back to collect the reward." He dragged the person with one hand and walked quickly with the bag in the other, and walked back to the parking lot a few hundred meters in front of the bar two or three times, throwing the things in his hand into the back seat, and then motioned for people to get on the bus quickly.

Half an hour later, Bai Yuan looked at the banner in his hand blankly, and wrote four words: Enthusiastic citizens.

Bianchi led the people from the northern camp to hold a simple awards ceremony for him, and they applauded first, and then sent them out of the guild, planning to go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers.

As soon as Bianchi got into the car, Bai Yuan hurried over to stop him, "Well, haven't you asked your name yet?"

"Why do you want to ask my name?" Bianchi leaned his arm against the car window, raised his eyebrows sideways, and smiled coquettishly, "You want to chase me?"

Bai Yuan vaguely guessed, he stared at the flowery smile in front of him, suddenly felt strange to this face, he blinked and said, "I did recognize the wrong person tonight."

"Ah? What the hell." Bianchi lost interest all of a sudden, he shook his hand and said, "What are you talking about, and what does it matter to me?"

"I just heard them call you Team Leader Bian, do you have a younger brother named Bian Cheng?" He was talking to himself rather than asking.The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and suddenly he shouted, "Brother-in-law!"

Bianchi, who was dumbfounded by the call of his brother-in-law, hadn't reacted yet, "Huh?" Then, he immediately matched the man in front of him with the guy who didn't know what his brother said.

The younger brother, suspected of being cheated, said he was bullied by a sentinel boyfriend.Look at the poor little boy's autistic appearance, he doesn't even want to go out.As an elder brother, what if he doesn't help? !

He immediately turned his face ruthlessly, sat up straight, turned the steering wheel, the headlights of the car flashed past Bai Yuan's eyes, and the tires rubbed against the cement floor to make a screeching sound.When the car turned around, it was already aimed at Bai Yuan.

Bianchi frantically turned the steering wheel, and said viciously, "Go to hell, bully my brother."

"Wait! Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"