Let go of the past

"I think it's not as simple as hypnosis," Lu Chuanbu sat on the opposite sofa with his legs crossed, and touched his temples. His face was more gloating than sympathetic. "His brain is probably still injected. Drugs."

Ji Bing put his hands into the pockets of his trousers, and stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with half of his face covered in the light and shadow coming in from the window, with a gloomy expression.

"And based on what I know about your father, he is obviously very sure, otherwise he would not let you go back to China smoothly." Lu Chuanbu leisurely analyzed: "Facts have proved that he has indeed succeeded, otherwise, Young Master Ji would not have I was so angry that I ran away from home."

He especially pronounced the words Young Master Ji hard, and saw Ji Bing turn his head as he wished, with sparks crackling from his long, narrow and deep eyes, and his voice was cold and harsh: "You fucking shut up."

Lu Chuanbu got even worse: "When Li Ziqing called your brother, why didn't you tell him to shut up?"

"Are you Li Ziqing?" He sarcastically retorted.

"That's right, I still have the energy to quarrel, and it seems that I haven't been forced to a desperate situation." Lu Chuanbu teased, "If you want me to say, you might as well play with him, change your identity and stimulate the way, it's not easy to control him now, Shouldn't it be taken care of by you, an older brother?"

Ji Bing's face was cloudy and uncertain, "I don't know what kind of fucking memory he has been filled with. Now I am no different from an enemy in his eyes."

"What does it matter?" Lu Chuanbu shrugged and said disapprovingly, "My younger brother also regards me as an enemy."

Ji Bing walked to the sofa irritably, sat down, raised his eyes and stared at Lu Chuanbu: "Why don't you leave?"

"You really don't want to go home?" Lu Chuanbu suggested sincerely: "He is like a small animal that has just broken its shell. Although he has a little disordered memory, it is also the time when he needs people most. If you don't go back and swear Sovereignty, if something happens later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Lu Chuanbu observed his expression, and then jokingly said: "One word of elder brother made you so scared, I really want to give you a new look at Ji Bing. I have a foul word for you. If you do this again, you will not be able to catch up with shit." Hot."

Ji Bing's face turned pale when he was caught with a gun and a stick, and suddenly got up, frowned and replied: "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

Lu Chuanbu stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood facing him across the coffee table, raised his eyebrows lightly: "Then you have a rest, I'll go home and put my brother to sleep."

Ji Bing stared at him coldly, and watched him wandering towards the porch all the time, and suddenly stepped forward to follow. Lu Chuanbu turned around when he heard the movement, and teased in pretended surprise: "Hey, don't be ashamed?"

Ji Bing passed him without looking sideways, walked over first, and slammed the door out.

Aunt Liu opened the door from the inside, and welcomed Ji Bing, who was covered in cold air, into the room, her expression was distressed and tangled, "My young master, where have you been these two days? It made me so nervous, I thought you were like ——" Her words came to an abrupt end here, and she resentfully said: "...I'll make you a bowl of ginger tea to warm your body."

"No need." Ji Bing waved his hand and said calmly, "It's getting late, you go and rest."

Aunt Liu hesitated a few times, rubbed her hands, raised her eyes to look upstairs, and pointed out: "Madam... and him, they have already fallen asleep."

"What is he?" Ji Bing smiled, his eyes were deep, "Shouldn't he be called Second Young Master?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Aunt Liu's reaction, he turned around and walked towards the stairs, and said calmly, "I'll go and see him."

Aunt Liu hurriedly groaned behind her, but Ji Bing had already strode up the steps, and a moment later came to the door.

Ji Bing twisted it a few more times in disbelief, but naturally he couldn't unscrew it. He turned to look at Aunt Liu who was hesitant to speak downstairs, and asked in a sharp tone, "Who locked it?"

Aunt Liu looked puzzled, opened her mouth, and was about to speak when Jiang Xiaomei's crisp and cautious voice sounded in the room: "Master Ji Bing... what can you do?"

Ji Bing's face became even more ugly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why are you in there?"

"The second young master asked me to come here," Jiang Xiaomei said, "Although he woke up, his body has not recovered, and he still needs someone to take care of him at night."

Ji Bing's tone was cold: "Why do you take care of him? He wakes up at night, can you hug him or what?"

"Uh..." Jiang Xiaomei was speechless, paused for a while, seemed to whisper to the people around her, and then raised her voice and said, "Second Young Master said I don't want to trouble you, go to sleep Let's go." After speaking, he hastily corrected: "Ah, these are the second young master's original words, not what I want to say."

Ji Bing: "..."

In the room, Jiang Xiaomei pricked up her ears and listened for a while, until she confirmed that the other party stood silently at the door for a while, and then the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, then she tiptoed back to the bed, looked at Li Ziqing depressed and puzzled and asked: "Second Young Master, what is going on with you and Young Master Ji Bing?"

Li Ziqing looked at a certain place in the void, and said flatly: "I don't know, I just don't want to see him."

Jiang Xiaomei simply dragged the chair and sat down by the bed, propped her head on her arms on the edge of the bed, and said excitedly: "But Master Ji Bing seems to care about you. You don't know, at first I thought you two were What about that?" She stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, "That's what it means, you understand, right? Just when you were unconscious, don't mention how nervous Master Ji Bing was, every time he came to see you, That look is so real, it makes me feel shy. Ask Aunt Liu and she won't say, who would have thought that you two are brothers, but," she approached and lowered her voice, "you and Master Ji Bing are probably not the same mother. Right? Alas, this kind of illegitimate child drama of a wealthy family, I didn't expect to meet a living one. The master is willing to take you back to live, which shows that he still has a conscience, that is, the future family property will probably belong to Master Ji Bing," she said. Having only been with Li Ziqing for more than a month, he has already developed a feeling of closeness and protection, and sighed: "Otherwise, why would you not be allowed to follow the surname Ji, and you will not be treated as a family if you make it clear."

Li Ziqing let her chatter nonsense, and smiled lightly, "I'm already disabled, what else should I care about?"

Jiang Xiaomei knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly turned to comfort her: "Second Young Master, don't be too sad, Master Ji Bing will definitely treat you well."

A sneer twitched at the corner of Li Ziqing's mouth, but he didn't continue. Jiang Xiaomei yawned, rubbed her arms and stood up, "Second Young Master, it's late at night, I'll help you to sleep."

"No need." Li Ziqing tried to prop up his body and lie down, "I'll do it myself."

"Oh," Jiang Xiaomei hurriedly stopped: "You haven't fully recovered, so don't be brave. Besides, didn't I just come to take care of you? But, if you want to wake up at night," she hesitated: "Maybe I really want to call Master Ji Bing over."

Li Ziqing's body froze suddenly, and he said two words dryly: "No need."

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Bing, who was enveloped in a low air pressure, pushed the door out of his room, walked straight to the closed door not far away with a face as heavy as water, and just raised his arms, Jiang Xiaomei's unsatisfactory voice sounded from inside. He exclaimed loudly, "Second Young Master, be careful!"

Ji Bing's heart skipped a beat, and before he had time to think, he slammed the door quickly, and his tone couldn't hide his anxiety: "What's wrong?"

"Ah, Master Ji Bing!" Jiang Xiaomei ran over, Li Ziqing's voice behind her stopping her stopped halfway, but was cut off by the resolute opening of the door, her joyful face appeared behind the door, as if seeing the savior Usually, "Good morning, Master Ji Bing."

Ji Bing looked directly past her and looked into the room, just as he bumped into Li Ziqing and turned his body away to look away, his movements were blunt and deliberate.

After confirming that nothing happened, Ji Bing breathed a sigh of relief, his expression slowed down, and he asked again lightly: "What's wrong?"

"Second Young Master thinks the room is too stuffy, so I want to push him to the balcony to bask in the sun." Jiang Xiaomei looked at him excitedly, "Can Master Ji Bing help?"

"The room is fine." Li Ziqing cut off the conversation coldly, "Don't bother him."

Ji Bing raised his eyebrows, and smiled frivolously: "It's so early in the morning, why not bask in the sun."

Jiang Xiaomei looked disappointed, but when he changed the subject, she looked at Li Ziqing and continued, "I really don't want to stay in the house, so I'll carry you downstairs."

After he finished speaking, he didn't give people any time to react, he directly stepped forward, and lifted the quilt to hug him horizontally.

"roll!"

No one expected that Li Ziqing's reaction would be so great, the roar was almost hoarse, and his hands couldn't help but grab a hardcover book next to the pillow and throw it at Ji Bing with all his strength. It's true, if it wasn't for Ji Bing's quick response, there might be a bloodbath in the early morning.

"Master!" Jiang Xiaomei panicked, she didn't know who she was calling, the hardcover book brushed Ji Bing's temples and fell to the ground with a loud, dull sound, which made her heart tighten.

Going to see Li Ziqing again, his whole body is like a frightened bird, his body is completely on alert, and he is still trembling slightly under closer inspection, his eyes staring at Ji Bing are full of coldness and hatred.

Ji Bing was also taken aback by surprise, with a stiff expression on his face, and stared at him across half of the bed in shock, then took two heavy breaths, slowly straightened up, and asked him: "I want to know, now What kind of role am I in your eyes?"

Li Ziqing's breathing was a little slow, his porcelain white face was bloodless, and he said again: "Get out."

"Li Ziqing!" Ji Bing's emotions were finally pushed to the peak, but he still resisted not to approach any further, but his tone couldn't help becoming excited: "Look at who I can rely on now? That person is really you Father? Even if the memory is tampered with, the IQ will also be lost?"

"Then tell me," Li Ziqing's reaction was even more excited than his, his eyes turned coldly, and Ji Bing's heart suddenly jumped when he saw it, "Who knocked me into this?" He suddenly raised his head The tone of the voice made Ji Bing take half a step back in shock, "Why am I the one who paid the price for the bad things you have done yourself? Come on, tell me the whole truth, dear brother."

Jiang Xiaomei stood aside silently, wishing she could hang her head into the ground, and pricked up her ears desperately, but she didn't hear Ji Bing's voice for a long time.

"Master..." Aunt Liu's cautious voice suddenly came from the door, "Master is back, I want you to go see him now."

Ji Bing turned around suddenly, with a gloomy expression on his face, and the anger that rose instantly was on the verge of breaking out, "I was looking for him."

Aunt Liu was frightened by his eyes, and persuaded in panic and embarrassment: "Young master, listen to your wife and don't fight against the master."

Ji Bing held a fire that had been burning for several days and nights in his chest, but he still controlled it and did not vent it wantonly. He waved his hand to let Aunt Liu leave, not wanting to hurt innocent people by uttering outrageous words.

Aunt Liu looked at him eagerly, then turned and left.

Ji Bing turned around, Li Ziqing on the bed was still on full alert, his eyes were so cold that he couldn't help shivering, he opened his mouth with effort, but his smile was extremely bitter, he looked at the other side steadily, and said slowly: "Li Ziqing, it is indeed my fault that you have become like this. But the whole truth is not what you think, you are not my brother, we are not related by blood, you are my lover, and it is my fault that I will never forget in this life. someone to protect."

Jiang Xiaomei covered her mouth, the repeated and confusing information made her brain a little bit overwhelmed.

"Oh." Responding to him was Li Ziqing's teasing chuckle, and the light look in his eyes made the blood in Ji Bing's whole body freeze again: "For a pervert who likes his younger brother, there is indeed a relationship between you and me." Ignore this layer of dispensable blood relationship."

"Li Ziqing!"

The other party looked over coldly: "Why don't you get out?"