Little crying bag always wants to tag me

"Are you going?" Bai Zexiao frowned, a little confused: "Actually, you don't have to go. If you don't want to, they have nothing to do."

"Go," Yiling nodded: "Get the golden vine, it's an explanation to my mother and my grandfather."

Bai Zexiao looked at Yiling's eyebrows quietly for a while, with a serious expression: "Do you want to go?"

Yiling sighed softly, and sat down next to Bai Zexiao: "What do you think?"

Bai Zexiao let him lean on him, lowered his head slightly to smell the shampoo in Yiling's hair: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, it's enough for me to be disgusted by myself on that occasion, and there's no need to drag you along."

Bai Zexiao gently kissed Yiling's hair: "Keep in touch, call me anytime if you feel uncomfortable."

Yiling smiled: "Okay."

The next day at school, Yi Ling just met Bai Zexiao at noon, when he heard a hearty "Brother!"

Yiling turned his head, and Yixiao stared at a flushed face, and ran towards him in a hurry.

Yiling and Bai Zexiaoxuan looked at each other, Yiling frowned slightly, and looked at Yixiao in front of him: "What's the matter?"

"Father said let me tell you that we are going to Jinteng tomorrow, and ask you to take a leave of absence from the teacher and go there with us tomorrow."

"I can't please, Lin Cheng just gave a false note for this kind of reason, and it's a ghost, you make him sober." Yiling refused coldly: "By the way, remind him that I am in the third year of high school, and my studies are the first. Back a little bit."

Yi Xiao blinked: "Then, won't you go with us?"

"I'll go back by myself, don't worry about it."

"Okay," Yi Xiao nodded, and turned to Bai Zexiao: "Is Brother Bai coming too?"

Bai Zexiao stood on the side without saying a word, knowing that he was being cueed by Yi Xiao, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yi Ling.

"He won't go," Yi Ling said with a calm expression, "He has his own business, so there's no need to run around with me."

"Oh," Yi Xiao pursed her lips, hiding the disappointment in her eyes well: "Actually, it was just a vacation in the past, it's nothing."

Neither of them answered.

Yi Xiao was not embarrassed either, and smiled indifferently: "Then I'll go first, brother, see you in the manor."

After Yi Xiao left, Bai Zexiao looked down at Yi Ling: "He doesn't seem to be able to see that you don't like him."

Yi Ling shrugged: "He has always been like this."

"Pretend?"

Yiling turned to look at him: "What do you think?"

Bai Zexiao lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, then shook his head slightly: "It's hard to judge."

Yi Ling smiled: "It doesn't matter, I don't care if it's true or not, anyway, I won't have much to do with him in the future."

Bai Zexiao lowered his eyes, and smiled faintly after a while: "Indeed."

In the evening, Yiling received a call from Yijiancheng again. This time the caller was very direct, saying, "My driver will come back to pick you up on the weekend morning." Then he hung up the phone.

A beeping busy tone came from the receiver, Yi Ling put down the phone, lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly.

Bai Zexiao wasn't there, so Yiling reached into his pocket to take out the antipyretics, only to find that the aluminum plate was empty.

The mess at home has caused Yiling to not think about his own health recently, so Yiling clicked his tongue and threw the finished medicine tablet into the trash can.

Find a pharmacy and buy some when the weekend is over.

Yiling let out a long sigh, rubbed his neck and went out the door.

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On the morning of the weekend, Bai Zexiao was heating milk in the kitchen. When he turned his head, Yiling was yawning and lowering his head to pull the zipper of his school uniform.

Bai Zexiao poked his head out from the kitchen: "Are you just wearing this?"

Yiling nodded: "I'm too lazy to look for other clothes, this one is comfortable."

Bai Zexiao frowned slightly: "The suit from last time in my closet is still there, otherwise you—"

"No need, Yi Jiancheng doesn't have that much face," Yi Ling waved his hand: "It's just a passing scene."

Bai Zexiao smiled, and stuffed the hot milk into Yi Ling's hand: "Thank you."

Yiling took it, muttered "Isn't it?", raised his head and gulped down the milk.

Bai Zexiao grabbed Yiling's hand that was about to wipe his mouth, lowered his head and gently kissed the milk stains off the corner of Yiling's mouth.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Yiling sighed and buried it on Bai Zexiao's shoulder: "I planned to spend the New Year's Eve with you, but it just fell apart."

Bai Zexiao gently touched the back of Yiling's head, and asked softly, "When is the wedding?"

"It's New Year's Day." Yiling said in a muffled voice, "The wedding is probably going to be in the evening, and it's probably early in the morning when I get back."

"Then our video is ready," Bai Zexiao smiled, "Call me when it's almost midnight."

Yiling nodded: "Okay, remember to wait for my call."

"it is good."

After breakfast, Yi Ling went out. The driver of Yi Jiancheng had been waiting at the door of Yi Ling's house for a long time. Yi Ling strolled across the street, bent down and knocked on the car window.

The driver turned his head blankly, Yiling smiled, and mouthed to the driver: "Open the door."

"You, who are you?"

"Yiling."

The driver was taken aback, hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, and bowed respectfully to Yiling: "Master!"

"En." Yi Ling responded lightly, the driver opened the door for him, Yi Ling turned around and waved to Bai Zexiao: "Let's go."

Bai Zexiao stood at the door, nodded with a smile, "Call me when you arrive."

Yi Ling lowered his head and got into the car. There was a faint smell of tobacco in the car, which was Yi Jiancheng's favorite car aromatherapy.

The driver is not an old member of Yijia, and this is the first time to meet Yiling.

Yi Ling raised his head, just in time to meet the driver's probing eyes in the rearview mirror, the driver looked away in a panic, turned the key to start riding.

Yiling raised his eyebrows and smiled: "How long have you been with my dad?"

"Almost five years, young master."

Yiling nodded, he came in after moving out, no wonder he didn't know him.

"It's been hard work for so many years."

The driver smiled humbly: "I'm lucky to be driving Chairman Yi, there's no such thing as hard work."

Yi Ling smiled, pursed her lips and looked out the window.

"Is there a pharmacy nearby?"

"Wait a moment," the driver clicked on the navigator screen a few times: "There is one at the intersection ahead."

"Stop there for a while," Yi Ling said lightly, "I'm going to do some shopping."

As soon as Yiling left, Bai Zexiao was the only one left in the huge house, the air was so quiet that even the sound of slippers stepping on the carpet could be heard clearly, it was so quiet that he was even a little lifeless.

Bai Zexiao went upstairs and opened the room where Totoro Villa was.

Piao'er was drinking water from the kettle pipe when she heard the door opening and thought it was Yiling, so she jumped to the door of the cage and waited obediently for the door to open.

The pair of long legs stopped at the mouth of the cage, and the person who came gradually squatted down. Piao'er saw the person's face clearly, her eyes were full of surprise, and she immediately lay down and pretended to be dead.

Bai Zexiao didn't seem to pay attention to Piao'er's movements at all. He opened the cage to change food and water, and then cleaned the cage briefly.

After everything was done, Bai Zexiao's eyes shifted to Piao'er.

"No one will take you out today, play by yourself, I will close the cage door at six o'clock in the evening."

After finishing speaking, the stern and beautiful boy stood up and went out without any hesitation.

When the sound of the door closing came, Piao'er twitched her beard, got up quickly, and squatted at the open door of the cage for a long time in a daze.

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Both of them got up early today, Bai Zexiao called the housekeeping aunt for the holiday, and packed the breakfast dishes into the kitchen by himself.

In the quiet room, only the soft sound of the collision of water and porcelain was left. Bai Zexiao put the washed tableware into the cabinet, wiped his hands, took out the pad from the study, clicked on the video sent by Dr. Look expressionless.

The position of the blood vessels was described in detail on the screen, and all kinds of real to bloody images were not blocked by anything. Bai Zexiao watched quietly, without a trace of expression on his face the whole time.

Halfway through the video, Bai Zexiao frowned, some unreasonable premonition drove him to stand up, walked to the door and turned the handle.

The door opened, and an extremely dazzling red Porsche stopped at the door.

To be precise, it should be at the gate of Yiling's house.

The man leaning against the car door was wearing a black suit, facing the door of Yiling's house, as if he was waiting for someone.

From Bai Zexiao's angle, he could only see the other person's back, but he knew very well who the person on the other side of the street was.

"He's not here." Bai Zexiao raised his voice.

The man paused, turned his head and met Bai Zexiao's gaze.

Qin Zhiyao narrowed his eyes slightly: "What did you say?"