Transmigration of our generation is not good

Father Sikong was very angry and vowed to catch the murderer who insulted his son, and he would kill him, but when he asked Sikong Bochen, he didn't say anything. Father Sikong knew that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to ask more questions. I had no choice but to ask Bai Haobin instead. Bai Haobin hesitated for a moment and said, "When we found him, he was the only one."

"It's a crime!" Father Sikong slammed the pillar hard, "I ask myself that I haven't done anything harmful to the sky, why did God treat me like this! Treat my son like this!"

"..." Bai Haobin felt uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do. Sikong Bochen himself refused to say, how could he be an outsider to intervene? Besides, the incident had already happened, and Yan Sanqing was also stabbed by Sikong Bochen. Jian, life and death are uncertain now, even if they can't be cleared up, it will offset some of it.

Bai Haobin went back to the room. Father Sikong was still standing in the corridor, his fists clenched tightly. He lost his mother since he was a child and wandered with his father. Then his father also passed away. He was alone and helpless, relying on the silver left by his father He opened a shop, got married, and has been in business for more than 20 years. His family business has become rich, and he has done good deeds. When he was nearly forty years old, he had a fat and white son. He spoiled himself. Son, but my son has been sensible since he was a child. He has never sinned against others. He is diligent and studious. Just because of his astonishing appearance, he has attracted countless apprentices. Now that this happened again, he couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong in his previous life. , this life will be paid by his son!

"Master." The door behind him suddenly opened, and Sikong Bochen's close maid said, "Master is calling you."

Father Sikong entered the room in a hurry, and saw Sikong Bochen sitting on the bed with a gloomy face, he asked carefully, "Chen'er, are you feeling better?"

"..." Sikong Bochen paused for a while, then turned to look at his father, and smiled, "Father, the child is fine."

"It's fine." After Sikong finished speaking, he couldn't help but want to shed tears.

"Father, is the marriage with the Li family still valid?" Sikong Bochen asked.

"Marriage?" Father Sikong didn't know what he was asking for, but he still replied, "It's valid. Father originally planned to hire you on your birthday, who knows..."

"Then go to hire now, I want to get married as soon as possible."

"But your body..."

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Brother Bai has already looked at it for me."

Seeing that his son didn't want to bring up that matter, Father Sikong stopped saying, "It's getting late today, I'll be hired tomorrow, and the date will be as originally arranged, on the first day of next month, how about it?"

"It's all up to Dad to arrange."

"Then you have a good rest, and dad will go out first." Sikong father went out, ordered the housekeeper to prepare things, and then walked to Bai Haobin's room. He still had something to ask him, so he knocked on the door and heard There was a sound inside, and he pushed the door open to go in. Bai Haobin was feeding the black cat, while Lan was standing aside. He obviously couldn't see it, but it often gave him the feeling of a normal person, walking freely, doing nothing at all. The sense of stagnation does not need the help of others at all, and I have heard from Sikong Bochen that his eyes seem to have been blind since childhood, so it is not surprising that it will be like this.

"Uncle Sikong." Bai Haobin called out politely, hehe, uncles and aunts... it's better to bury him quickly.

"Nephew Baixian, are you still used to living here?" Papa Sikong asked.

"It's okay." Bai Haobin smiled.

"I heard that you and your brother depended on each other, wandering without one to depend on, haven't you thought about where to settle down?" Father Sikong said, he was very suspicious of Bai Haobin's identity. There are so many valuable things in it?And that pendant, which is quite rare, if he really did what he said, how did he get it?But now his son is the most important thing, and he can only put the rest aside.

"This..." Bai Haobin glanced at Lan, who took a step forward and said, "Thank you for your suggestion, but my brother and I have no such plan for the time being."

Father Sikong glanced at Lan, and he knew that compared to Bai Haobin, this blind elder brother was more difficult to deal with, "But you two are wandering around and living in no fixed place, it's not right after all, and you have already reached the age of marriage, why not?" Take this opportunity to settle down."

The corner of Lan's mouth curled up. Papa Sikong felt that he was being ridiculed. He was about to say something more when he heard Bai Haobin say, "Thank you for your concern, but it really doesn't matter. I don't want to settle down yet." , he felt that Lan held his hand, he was a little strange, but he still held Lan's hand.

Father Sikong obviously noticed this detail, showing a dazed expression. Ever since the emperor established a male queen, the style of Longyang prevailed and even became a fashion, but what surprised him was, aren't they brothers?But if you look closely, it's not the same. It's probably for the convenience of walking. "In this way, I won't force it. It's just that I have one more request, and I hope you can agree."

"what?"

"Chen'er's marriage has already been decided. On the first day of next month, he must be very sad just because this happened. If you have time, you can spend more time with him. Now he can only listen to your words." Mr. Sikong Dad said that the reason why he wanted Bai Haobin to stay was because his son rarely had contact with outsiders. It was rare that he liked Bai Haobin so much, so it would be nice if he could stay with him.

"I will." Bai Haobin nodded.

"Then it will be troublesome." After finishing his speech, Sikong stood up, "I won't bother you anymore, I will leave Chen'er's affairs to you."

"En." Bai Haobin responded, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Father Sikong go out, and looked at Lan, "Do you think Sikong Bochen will forgive Yan Sanqing?"

"It's you, will you forgive him?" Lan asked back.

"I..." Bai Haobin was taken aback for a moment, because it wasn't him, so he looked at this matter with sympathy. Sikong Bochen is a straight man and doesn't love men, while Yan Sanqing has been obsessed with his relationship for five years. It doesn't seem surprising that he would do that, but Sikong Bochen is very pitiful, isn't he?But if it really happened to him...he couldn't help but think of Jiang Zehan, if he didn't get a response, would he do the same thing as Yan Sanqing?If it happens...

"Don't think about it, people are often not as calm as you think." Lan sat on another chair, took off the gauze from his eyes, his blue eyes were ice-like, without a trace of emotion.

"I can't think of things that didn't happen." Bai Haobin looked at Lan. In fact, Lan was no worse than Sikong Bochen, but his personality was too cold.

Lan didn't answer. When the two of them were together, they were mostly silent. Bai Haobin would be stunned for a moment, then stood up with a flash of inspiration, "I can play the piano, do you want to listen?"

"Not interested." Lan closed his eyes, he wanted to take a nap.

"Then I'm going out first, you go to bed and sleep." After Bai Haobin finished speaking, he went to Sikong Bochen's room. Sikong Bochen closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. Bai Haobin knew that he was not asleep, so he asked the maid to bring him Here comes the piano, with some dust on it, it seems that it has not been used for a long time. It is said that Mrs. Sikong used it when she was young, but because she has no talent, she doesn't play it anymore.

"I'll play the piano for you." Bai Haobin finished speaking self-consciously, took the veil to wipe off the dust on it, touched the strings with his fingers, and the elegant piano sound immediately flowed out, echoing in the room with a touch of sadness.

After the song was over, Bai Haobin stared blankly at his hands, how could he be able to play such an elegant art as playing the piano?The person who met was Qiao Jiexu. He just wanted to try it, but when he put his fingers on the strings, his hands and heart seemed to be different from him. He couldn't even remember how he played it.

"Brother Bai?" The voice from behind startled Bai Haobin, Bai Haobin withdrew his mind, turned around and saw that Sikong Bochen had sat up, with two teardrops hanging on his face.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?" Bai Haobin walked over and reached out to feel his pulse. There was nothing unusual.

"No." Sikong Bochen shook his head, wiped his face with his hands, then looked at Bai Haobin, "Brother Bai has a lot of things on his mind?"

Bai Haobin felt a little dazed, he suddenly couldn't understand, who is he?

"Brother Bai?" Sikong Bochen called softly.

"Ah?" Bai Haobin came back to his senses and asked, "I can also play the flute, do you want to listen?"

"..." Sikong Bochen was taken aback, the topic changed too quickly.

Bai Haobin stood up, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the saber hanging on the wall, and couldn't take his eyes off immediately, the sword?He remembered that he also had one in his room, but since the meridians were all abolished... Wait, Bai Haobin suddenly woke up, all the meridians were abolished?When did this happen?

Bai Haobin was taken aback by his sudden thought. Whose thought was it just now?his?Or Qiao Jiexu's?But isn't the right to control this body now in his own hands?Could it be that Qiao Jiexu didn't die, but still exists somewhere in his body, trying to regain control of his body?

"Brother Bai?" Sikong Bochen called out, seeing that Bai Haobin finally focused on him, turned around and opened the bedside table, and took out an emerald green flute from it, "Is this okay?"

Bai Haobin took the flute in surprise, the cold touch, and the transparent green body, it doesn't look like a bamboo flute at all, "Could this be emerald?"

"Brother Bai is very discerning." Sikong Bochen forced a smile, he saw this flute one day when he returned to his room, but he knew it was given to him by Yan Sanqing.

Bai Haobin touched the body of the flute again, then put it under his lips, and started to blow lightly. The sound was very crisp and clean, but there was no bamboo flute to listen to. He blew twice and then put it down, "Follow me The bamboo flute is different."

"En." Sikong Bochen nodded, he doesn't know how to play the flute, and he can't tell the difference between good and bad, but the crisp sound is not unpleasant.

"It's a very precious thing, you should put it away." Bai Haobin returned the flute to Sikong Bochen, "I won't disturb you anymore, you should have a good rest."

"En." Sikong Bochen didn't hold back. After Bai Haobin went out, he looked at the jade flute in his hand and clenched his fists. He didn't hate Yan Sanqing, only the heartache of being betrayed and being treated as a woman Humiliation of treatment.