818 The president next door and his cat

When Wen Qibai was a cat, he would dig through Su Jingyue's mailbox every day, pick out the ones he was interested in, and throw away the ones he wasn't interested in.

In general, Wen Qibai finished planing, Lanhua and Warring States came to clean up again, and Erha cleaned up the rest in the end.

From the moment Su Jingyue saw the shreds of paper on the ground, he never sent important things home.

Only the newspapers for Wen Qibai and the others were left in the mailbox.

After Wen Qibai moved here, his experience was the same as Su Jingyue's. Every time he remembered that he was the one who took the lead in forming this habit for these bastards, he felt a little guilty.

Erha this morning came to Taobao again as usual.

Get out a voice recorder.

Erha and the recorder looked at each other for two seconds, and then gave a "bark" to the recorder.

The recorder ignored it.

Erha: "Wow, woof, woof!"

Innocent recorder: ...

Wen Qibai just came back from a morning jog, bent over and slapped Erha on the head, what's the noise in the morning.

Erha was slapped, and slapped the recorder in retaliation.

Wen Qibai knelt down and pinched Erha's fat face into a ball, "Little boy, you are getting more and more crazy now."

Erha's face was squeezed into a steamed stuffed bun and he was still happily sticking out his tongue, looking like he was being ravaged by others.

"Okay, where should you go and play, I don't have the time to talk to you." Wen Qibai picked up the recording pen that Erha had ravaged~, and patted Erha on the head earnestly.

This recording pen is very delicately made, and the word "leaf" is printed on the body of the pen.

Wen Qibai played with it in his hand, and pushed open the door of his house.

After pouring a glass of milk and sitting at the dining table, Wen Qibai turned on the switch of the recording pen.

The recording pen was rustling, and it took a long time before an indifferent and calm voice came, "Uncle Housekeeper, I want to ask you something about it, Ye Wenwan."

The hand holding the translucent glass froze for a moment, Wen Qibai put the glass on the table, then stretched out his hand to turn up the volume of the recorder.

The truth about Ye Wenwan's past was torn apart bit by bit.

Because of his outstanding appearance and the value of marriage, he was selected to enter the Ye family, and then he was respectful on the surface but was called a "bitch~ son of a bitch" in the open and secretly. After the marriage contract with the Su family was withdrawn, he was even made things difficult. Bullying everywhere.

"Sadly, she has been dead for many years."

When Ye Fengan's last words fell, the glass in Wen Qibai's hand also shattered suddenly, the sharp glass shards cut through the flesh, and the milky white milk mixed with bright red blood spread on the table, along the way. The corner of the table dripped to the ground.

Mixed with white and red, it reveals a strange beauty.

Lan Hua and Zhan Guo were lying on the lawn in front of Wen Qibai's door and licking each other's fur. Lan Hua stood up when she saw Wen Qibai coming out from the corner of her eye.

He shook his ears and said "mi" to Wen Qibai.

The eyes of the dead fish in the Warring States period moved, and their gaze shifted to Wen Qibai's body. He sniffed the looming smell of blood in the air.

Lan Hua grabbed Wen Qibai's trouser legs and tugged for a long time, and his cry changed from a soft "Mi" to a final "Wow". He didn't understand why Wen Qibai ignored him.

Zhan Guo also tilted his head curiously to look at Wen Qibai's back.

The abandoned orchid was lying on the lawn with drooping ears, looking listless.

When it was dark, Su Jingyue just returned home. Before the car was parked, a large lump of unknown object fell on the window, accompanied by a dull landing sound.

Su Jingyue rested his elbows on the steering wheel, looked at Zhan Guo for a while, and got out of the car helplessly.

Warring States watched Su Jingyue get out of the car before climbing down from the car window, biting Su Jingyue's trouser leg with his mouth, and dragging him forward until Wen Qibai's door.

Su Jingyue looked at the single villa that didn't even turn on a light, looked down at the Warring States Period, and said in a helpless tone, "He's going to participate in a show tonight, and he won't be coming back."

Zhan Guo stretched out his paw and patted the closed door, "Aww~"

Su Jingyue raised his forehead, went back to his home, found the key to open the door, pushed open the living room door, and turned on the light.

The empty living room looked extremely deserted, and the breeze blew the curtains, causing ripples.

Sengoku sniffed the floor and walked straight to the kitchen.

Su Jingyue also walked over step by step.The shards of glass and blood had already been cleaned up, and the recording pen disappeared without a trace.

Zhan Guo sniffed at the spot, then raised his paws to pick up the trash can.

There wasn't much rubbish in the trash can, and Zhan Guo used his paws to pull out a few blood-stained gauze and glass fragments.

Su Jingyue squatted down and picked up the broken glass, and then glanced at the blood-stained gauze, "Did he go out by himself?"

Zhan Guo concentrated on licking his paws, as if he didn't understand.

Su Jingyue reached out and rubbed Zhan Guo's head, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and pressed Wen Qibai's phone number.

Shut down.

Su Jingyue called Rong Xiangchen again, but Rong Xiangchen was also at a loss.

"Where's Wen Qibai?" Su Jingyue asked slowly with an indifferent voice.

Rong Xiangchen was silent for a while, "I don't know."

Rong Xiangchen always felt that Wen Qibai was a punctual person, even if it was the last minute, as long as he said something, he would come over, Rong Xiangchen was worried a few times, and then he was relieved.

"He won't go tonight, you can deal with the matter over there." Su Jingyue explained and hung up the phone.

Rong Xiangchen was dazed when he heard the busy tone coming from the microphone.

Wen Qibai probably already knew about it, so Su Jingyue stood up with a low sigh, and this matter was probably Ye Fengan's masterpiece.

Su Jingyue couldn't be more clear, from the moment Wen Qibai made the decision to run away, he completely gave up on him.

Wen Qibai is such a person, his face is extremely kind, but in fact his heart is harder and colder than anyone else, even if he slept in the same bed for countless days and nights before, and had countless times of rubbing hands with each other, he could not keep him. heart of.

But it doesn't matter, Su Jingyue put his forehead on his forehead and smiled lowly. Whether it's the Ye family or the Cheng family, he still doesn't pay attention to it. If Wen Qibai insists on going back to the Ye family, then he will naturally have a way to make the Ye family obedient. send him back.

Wen Qibai wanted to give up on him, but also asked him if he agreed.

The sky is drizzling, and the wind that is unique to the spring and summer transition period mixed with the smell of fresh earth is blowing on the face.

Wen Qibai bent down and placed a bouquet of lilies in front of the tombstone in the drizzle, then squatted down halfway, brushed the name on the tombstone with his fingertips, and finally stopped on the smiling photo.

"It's all my fault." Wen Qibai said suddenly, his voice choked up, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't been willful, so many things wouldn't have happened."

The drizzle wet the already thin clothes, Wen Qibai pressed his forehead against the cold tombstone, and closed his eyes.

A black umbrella was propped on top of the tombstone, blocking the drizzle.

Wen Qibai looked sideways, Ye Fengan was wearing a black suit, standing beside him, holding a black umbrella in his hand.

"Get out." Wen Qibai said calmly, the Ye family stood here, insulting their mother's tombstone.

Ye Feng'an looked down at Wen Qibai, his eyes were indifferent, "It won't help if you do this."

"What's the matter with you."

Ye Fengan smiled with his eyes bent, and said in a calm tone, "It's true that it has nothing to do with me. I have never met your mother, nor have I received any favor from her. I don't need to worry about such trivial matters."

At this point, Ye Feng settled down, "I don't know if Su Jingyue told you one thing during the half month you disappeared."

Wen Qibai's expression was cold, and he stood up with support. The drizzle distracted his sight, his cell phone had already been turned off, and Su Jingyue couldn't contact him at all.

"Those old men sold you to Su Jingyue just like they sold Ye Wenwan." Ye Fengan also wanted to laugh when he said it. He has always refused to inherit the Ye family. It's still those old men.

For the sake of profit, all people can be treated as commodities.

Su Jingyue?Wen Qibai sneered, Su Jingyue probably knew the news a long time ago, and he was probably the only one in the whole world who was kept in the dark.

"It's the first time I know that someone has the right to sell me." Wen Qibai looked through the rain curtain at Su Jingyue, who was slowly approaching with a black umbrella.

Su Jingyue's black eyes were full of indifference, and when he got closer, he lowered his head to look at Wen Qibai, and suddenly he bent his eyes and smiled, with a warm voice, "Why haven't you called me for so long."

Wen Qibai saw that he was smiling, but actually the smile never reached his eyes, which was far from usual.

Su Jingyue didn't mind Wen Qibai's silence, he raised his hand to put his warm palm on his cold cheek, and stroked Wen Qibai's red eye sockets twice with his thumb.

It's been half a month, and Wen Qibai hasn't contacted him yet, so he stayed put for half a month, waiting to explain the reason to Wen Qibai, but Wen Qibai gave up on him, completely, without any attachment to him, this How can he not hate, how can he be reconciled!

It is true that the previous generation had grievances, but why did Wen Qibai sentence him to death?

"I've been waiting for you at home for half a month." Su Jingyue rubbed his thumb slowly, his tone was gentle and low, like a whisper between lovers, "Why don't you come back to me?"

Wen Qibai intuitively told him something was wrong, something was wrong with Su Jingyue, and when he realized something was wrong and wanted to run away, his wrist had already been firmly grasped.

Su Jingyue smiled lowly, leaned into Wen Qibai's ear and whispered, "Why don't you come to me? I can explain everything you want to hear, but you just don't come."

Wen Qibai had goosebumps all over his body, not because of the numbness, but because of the horror. This kind of Su Jingyue is really scary, different from all the previous ones.

"Su Jingyue..." Wen Qibai's wrist hurt from being held, his bones seemed to be broken, why didn't he know that Su Jingyue had such great strength?

"Tell me, I'm listening." Su Jingyue didn't want to let go at all, nor did he have the slightest intention to let go. The strength in his hands, coupled with his smiling expression, seemed contrary to harmony.

"Let go." Wen Qibai said lightly, he and Su Jingyue will never go back to the past after all, he can't accept Su Jingyue, "This is in front of my mother's grave, I hope you don't go too far."

The author has something to say: ╰(￣▽￣)╭Thanks to the little angel Chaosheng Wanzhao for the grenades and mines.

I'm guilty of breaking the law, because I ate something I shouldn't have because of the waves, so you know, the whole person is useless.

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Originally, I wanted to make a big chapter, but I was already a useless person.

It's already so late, everyone must go to bed early, good night~