The villain rolls over online [Quick Pass]

Li Qiubai tested Jiang Feijin several times to confirm that he was really drunk. The so-called telling the truth after drinking, Jiang Feijin rarely drank so drunk. Li Qiubai asked him why he was drinking, and he pointed to his chest Speaking of feeling uncomfortable, Li Qiubai asked him why he felt uncomfortable, but he stopped talking.

What he would say, he would answer with sincerity and truth, and if he didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't say anything, Li Qiubai figured out this rule.

He sat by the bed and asked him, "Jiang Feijin, do you hate me?"

"Hate." Jiang Feijin stared straight at him, his words were not clear, but Li Qiubai could understand him.

Jiang Feijin hated him for being cold-hearted, hated that he didn't care about him at all, but the hatred Li Qiubai understood was that Jiang Feijin hated him for cheating him for so many years.

"How can you take revenge on me so that you can be satisfied?" Li Qiubai asked again.

Jiang Feijin turned over and pressed Li Qiubai on the bed again. Li Qiubai was unprepared, he was pressed straight, and the big soft bed sank behind him.

"You have to stay by my side all the time, always..." Jiang Feijin's voice lowered, and she fell asleep just like that.

Li Qiubai looked at the dazzling light above his head, and shook his head. After a while, he put his arms around Jiang Feijin, and whispered softly in his ear: "I won't."

Won't stay with him forever, he'll leave.Li Qiubai was steadfast.

Jiang Feijin woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. He was on the sofa in the bedroom, still wearing yesterday's clothes, occupying the entire bed by himself, and the smell of alcohol was still in his body. I frowned.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, put on clean clothes, left the bedroom, passed by the living room, and saw Li Qiubai sleeping on the sofa, Li Qiubai was not sleeping soundly, and the word Sichuan was wrinkled between his brows.

Jiang Feijin squatted next to the sofa, looking at Li Qiubai's sleeping face, and only when he was asleep, Li Qiubai would not look at him with that kind of seemingly gentle but empty and cold eyes.

He stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between Li Qiu's white eyebrows, but he was afraid of waking him up, so he hung his hand a few centimeters away from Li Qiu's white eyebrows. After a while, he withdrew his hand and got up and went to the kitchen.

When Li Qiubai woke up, Jiang Feijin had already prepared breakfast. Seeing Li Qiubai woke up, he said, "I'm going on a business trip for three days."

Li Qiubai nodded: "Understood."

The two tacitly did not talk about the reason why Jiang Feijin was drunk last night. Li Qiubai didn't care, and Jiang Feijin didn't want to talk about it. His memories of last night were all fragmented.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang Feijin left City A by plane. Li Qiubai went to and from get off work as usual. On the afternoon of the second day after Jiang Feijin's business trip, Li Qiubai was called to the office by Li Xiuming. What's the matter? After I went there, I realized that it had nothing to do with work.

There are photos scattered on the desk in the office. On them are Li Qiubai's figure in and out of Jiang Feijin's apartment. There are sunny days and rainy days, from winter to spring.

"Qiubai, tell me the truth." Li Xiuming asked in a low voice, "What's going on with you and Jiang Feijin?"

Li Xiuming has seen many things, and he is also keen on this aspect. He knew how good the relationship between Li Qiubai and Jiang Feijin was back then, but when they suddenly collapsed, he was already suspicious. When he saw this stack of photos Think more.

How could it be possible for two men who were already regarded as enemies to live in the same apartment? Li Xiuming knew where Li Qiubai lived. He investigated and learned that Li Qiubai hadn't been back for a long time.

"It's nothing wrong." Li Qiubai didn't even move his eyes, he clicked on the photos and asked, "Where did you get these?"

"Don't worry about where I came from." Li Xiuming said, "Tell me, did he force you to do something?"

Last time at the birthday party, he felt that Jiang Feijin looked at Li Qiubai in the wrong way. His mother said that Li Qiubai had a girlfriend who was a former classmate. At that time, he thought the exposed hickeys were bitten by mosquitoes, so he asked a few questions, asking why there are mosquitoes in this season.

Now he connected all the clues together and came to a conclusion.

Li Qiubai: "No."

He doesn't need the Li family to support him, the more he resists, the more difficult it is to end it, the matter has developed to this point, Li Qiubai no longer wants to make any further complications.

"Qiu Bai, tell me the truth, don't be afraid of him." Li Xiuming said.

Li Qiubai looked away from the photo and landed on Li Xiuming's face, "He didn't force me."

He raised the corners of his lips, showing the same sunny smile as before, "Brother, don't think too much, this is between me and him, don't interfere."

He put it down to a personal matter.

Li Qiubai gathered the photos and held them in his hands, "Tell me, where did the photos come from?"

Li Xiuming is not yet ready to find someone to monitor him, so it is impossible for Li Xiuming to get these photos by himself.

Li Xiuming saw that he really didn't want to say it, and there was no way to force him to say it. Li Qiubai seemed soft, but in fact he had the most stubborn temper. Back then, he and Jiang Feijin joined forces to start a business, and he refused to join the Li family, so no one could persuade him.

He sighed and said, "Someone sent it to my mailbox anonymously."

The smile on Li Qiubai's mouth became playful: "Brother, at this time, shouldn't you check who is watching my life? Why are you asking me and Jiang Feijin?"

Li Xiuming's back stiffened, annoyed that he would be chaotic if he cared about it.

Li Qiubai took the photo out of the office, his smile disappeared, he looked at the photo in his hand, stared at it for a moment, and returned to his office.

The next day was the weekend, the weather outside was not too good, it had been gloomy since the morning, Li Qiubai was on vacation that day, he went out to the supermarket in the morning, bought some vegetables and came back.

When he consciously began to pay attention, he felt that there seemed to be a seemingly invisible sight lingering around him when he entered and exited the apartment, but he couldn't catch it.

There are many shops around the apartment complex, including milk tea shops, breakfast stalls, and coffee shops. The population is messy, and it is impossible to distinguish who is suspicious.

The angle of the person taking the photo is different every time, which means that the person will not stay in the same place, which greatly reduces the probability of Li Qiubai finding that person. He is not in a hurry—the fox will always show its tail .

Jiang Feijin came back at noon that day, Li Qiubai showed him the photo, he frowned and looked at it for a long time, his face turned cold, and said: "I will check it out."

"It's best if you find it." Li Qiubai said, "If you can't find it, forget it."

The way he didn't take it seriously made Jiang Feijin seem to have a ball of cotton stuck in his throat.

At some point, he discovered that Li Qiubai was indifferent to the people and things around him to the point of being insulated, and now he doesn't even care about himself.

On the night Jiang Feijin came back, Li Qiubai was so tossed by him that he lost all energy, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't control every part freely, like a dehydrated fish. Make up for it.

Li Qiubai covered his eyes with his arms, not wanting his uncontrollable expression to be seen by others, but Jiang Feijin wanted to look at him, not only at him, but also at himself, as if in this way, he could completely possess Him, let him be infected with his own breath, in his eyes, there is himself.

The two became more and more compatible on the bed. Jiang Feijin knew every sensitive point of Li Qiubai, and also understood the meaning behind every expression and movement of him. Every in-depth exploration was a hearty taste, and the joy reached the apex of his heart. , touching the brain.

Jiang Feijin thought, let's go on like this, as long as Li Qiubai is still by his side, he has long been used to the presence of Li Qiubai around him where he can touch him, on that snowy New Year's Eve ten years ago At night, every time his heart throbbed when he was a teenager, when the person in his dream had a real face for the first time, he couldn't let go, and watched Li Qiubai and him drift away.

Jiang Feijin only knew that he wanted to get Li Qiubai and own him completely.If you want it, you have to reach out to grab it. This is Jiang Feijin's deep-rooted cognition. If you miss it, you will really miss it. Jiang Feijin can't tolerate any mistakes.

Jiang Feijin paid great attention to the fact that someone was secretly filming Li Qiubai, and asked people to investigate thoroughly. Li Qiubai didn't care, and Jiang Feijin could only care for him.

In mid-April, the weather warmed up. Li Qiubai caught a cold and took sick leave at home because he didn’t pay attention to adding clothes a few days ago, and played around at night. Although Li Qiubai said that he didn’t need to take a vacation, Li Xiuming still asked him to rest at home until he recovered from his illness. Going to work again, it would be idle time to stay with him in the company.

The cold came so violently that Li Qiubai lay on the bed for a day in a daze, and was woken up by Jiang Feijin to eat in the evening.

"No need." Li Qiubai turned over and covered his head with the quilt, his illness made him a little less patient than usual.

He felt the edge of the bed sinking, and it was Jiang Feijin who sat on the edge of the bed. He pulled back Li Qiubai's quilt, and said in a flat tone, "Have you eaten today?"

Seeing that Li Qiubai was still in his pajamas, he guessed that he hadn't gotten up to eat today. Li Qiubai seldom got sick. Whenever he got sick, he would stay sick for a week or two. He also had a bad temper and didn't care about others. The point has not changed, Jiang Feijin found a little sense of familiarity from this point.

"If you don't eat, then eat something else." Jiang Feijin leaned over and reached out to grab his clothes.

Li Qiubai opened his eyes and looked at him, "I'm eating."

Saying so, he didn't move.

Jiang Feijin picked him up from the bed with one hand, put him on his shoulders and took him to the living room for dinner, Li Qiubai didn't bother to struggle and let him play with him.

These days of Li Qiubai's illness, the relationship between the two has eased, and the atmosphere of the two people's inconspicuous rivalry has improved a lot, and Jiang Feijin is not so demanding anymore, just hugging each other every night Falling asleep with Li Qiubai.

Although Li Qiubai didn't know the reason when he saw this, he finally saw the progress. Jiang Feijin didn't hate him that much anymore—it should be.

This morning, not long after Jiang Feijin left for work, there was another knock on the door. Li Qiubai opened the door and saw a young man who could be regarded as an acquaintance standing outside the door——Liu Cheng.

The man who hugged Jiang Feijin in the back garden at the birthday party.