Little crying bag always wants to tag me

The moment he saw Qin Zhiyao's face again, Yi Ling remembered that he hadn't seen this guy for several months.

Probably because of the smell near him and the fragrance far away, looking at this man's face now, Yi Ling didn't feel too bored, but greeted him politely.

"Discharged?"

Qin Zhiyao froze for a moment, then smiled: "Yes, I was discharged from the hospital two months ago."

The sarcasm in the words was undisguised, Yi Ling's smile froze on his face, he lowered his head and touched the back of his neck, he didn't know what to say for a long time in embarrassment.

Qin Zhiyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the back of Yiling's neck meaningfully.In the end, without saying anything, he stuffed a brown paper bag into Yi Ling's arms.

"Your application consent letter, in August, you will bring your certificate to apply for admission, and you will be my student as soon as the school starts at the end of August."

Yiling took out the contents of the kraft paper bag, looked at it, and nodded: "Thanks."

Qin Zhiyao smiled: "When are you going to leave?"

Yiling blinked, but didn't rush to answer.

This matter must be discussed with Bai Zexiao before making a decision.

"Let's talk about it, the soonest it will be...after the college entrance examination."

Qin Zhiyao chuckled: "Why don't you wait for the exam?"

Yiling clicked his tongue, shrugged and said arrogantly: "I am willing."

"Okay, okay," Qin Zhiyao said helplessly with a smile, "whatever you want, you always decide when to notify me, and bring you back to the UK safely, which means that I have fulfilled the task entrusted to me by your grandfather." .”

Yi Ling smiled and nodded: "Understood."

After the matter was settled, Qin Zhiyao turned around and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he looked at the room full of strange alpha atmosphere, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Where did Bai Zexiao go?"

Yi Ling was about to close the door, when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "In his father's company."

Qin Zhiyao's expression became a little more serious. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't ask. He just nodded and turned to leave.

Qin Zhiyao's car disappeared through the window, Yi Ling casually put the kraft paper bag on the table in the entrance, packed up his things and prepared to go to school.

At the same time, Bai Zexiao slightly opened his eyes and woke up in the pure white, empty laboratory room.

"Are you awake?" A man in a white protective suit walked in. After checking the equipment beside Bai Zexiao, he turned to look at him: "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Bai Zexiao still shook his head as usual, but the noise in his head had almost drowned out his voice.

"Today, if you have nothing to do, you can go to school." The white coat checked the progress: "You have been here for three days, it is better to go out to get some air."

Bai Zexiao looked at him quietly, his eyes were cold and muran, as if he didn't take what the white coat said seriously at all.

The white coat smiled, and stretched out his hand to beckon the person at the door to open it.

"Go," the white coat pointed to the open door: "It's still too late to go to school."

-

The Chinese class in the morning is always extremely long and boring, Yiling sleeps on the table as usual.

He didn't sleep well, and Bai Zexiao's indifferent face always appeared in his dreams.

Yi Ling didn't like Bai Zexiao's expression very much, and wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't utter a single syllable when he opened his mouth.

Yiling was in a lot of pain, and when his head was sweating from anxiety, Bai Zexiao, who was opposite, came slowly, bent down slowly, and said with thin lips: "Brother, wake up."

Yiling raised his head abruptly, just in time to meet the eyes of the Chinese teacher who was at a loss on the podium.

Yi Ling stared, only to realize that all the students in a class were staring at him. Yi Ling blinked, and was about to ask what was going on in the front row, but turned around and found that there was an empty seat next to him. people.

Yiling turned around.

Bai Zexiao propped his chin with one hand, looking at him with a smile.

"woke up?"

Yi Ling thought he was dreaming, rubbed his eyes violently a few times, and when he opened them again, Bai Zexiao was still sitting beside him.

Not a dream!

"You, why are you here?" Yi Ling asked in surprise.

"I'll accompany you in class." Bai Zexiao pulled up his chair, turned his head to look at the teacher on the podium, and nodded with a smile: "Teacher, please continue, I'll listen in, don't worry about me."

Listening to a hammer, it is obvious that they are here to fall in love.

The whole class, from the teacher to the students, knew the purpose of Bai Zexiao's visit, and no one dared to expose it.

Just kidding, a school bully and a school bully, neither one is easy to offend.

The Chinese teacher coughed twice and tapped on the blackboard: "Let's continue with class."

The classroom was quiet again, Bai Zexiao's hand placed by his side came over at some point, and gently grabbed Yiling's hand.

Yiling glanced at the teacher at the podium with a guilty conscience, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you back?"

"Have a holiday."

Yiling obviously didn't believe it, Bai Zexiao's hand was cold, Yiling grabbed his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, suppressing the smile on his lips, and gave him a quiet look: "Let's go back and talk slowly." break."

Bai Zexiao smiled and didn't move, letting Yiling interlock his fingers.

For a moment, a trace of strange breath entered Bai Zexiao's nose.

Bai Zexiao frowned, and in the next second, he suddenly approached Yiling, startling him.

There was a sharp sound of chairs rubbing against the floor, and the lecture was interrupted. The students and teachers all looked at the two of them.

Yiling's hand was held back by Bai Zexiao, and he couldn't break free even if he wanted to. In front of so many people, Yiling was a little impatient, and growled at Bai Zexiao: "What are you doing?"

"Did you meet someone?"

Yiling frowned, not knowing what Bai Zexiao was talking about, and then remembered Qin Zhiyao's coming to deliver the consent letter in the morning, and then he understood.

"Let go," Yiling calmed down a bit, and said patiently, "I'll explain to you slowly when I go back."

Without moving the fingers on his hand, Yi Ling lowered his voice and paused word by word: "Bai Zexiao!"

The shackles on his wrists were gradually loosened, Bai Zexiao put down his hands, and slowly sat back on the chair.

When the commotion stopped, Yi Ling apologized to the teacher and sat back with Bai Zexiao.

Yiling looked at Bai Zexiao's side face, and the faint worries before began to magnify. He intuitively felt that Bai Zexiao's mental state must have something to do with Bai Fuming.

Something had to be done.

-

"You, after that, don't go to your father's place again."

Back home at night, Bai Zexiao had just closed the door when he heard Yi Ling's words.

Bai Zexiao was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Yiling,

Yiling looked serious: "I think something is wrong with you."

Bai Zexiao blinked, a little at a loss.

"I don't mean you're sorry," Yi Ling held Bai Zexiao's face in his hands: "It's just that I don't think you can go to your place anymore. With this time, I want to spend more time with you."

The touch of the palm is warm and dry, which is something Bai Zexiao has never experienced these days. Bai Zexiao took Yiling's hand and lowered his eyes slightly: "I also want to be with you every day."

Yiling tilted his head: "So?"

"If you wish, I will negotiate with Bai Fuming."

Yiling smiled, tiptoed to press a kiss on the top of Bai Zexiao's head, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground, Yiling said relaxedly: "I want to do something tonight, I will accompany you."

Bai Zexiao raised his eyes, and Yiling's reflection was printed in his black pupils.

"Brother, I don't want to go to school."

Yiling was stunned: "What?"

"Let's not go to school." Bai Zexiao rubbed Yiling's palm: "From now on, we won't go there either, just stay in this room and be together forever."

Yi Ling smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched Bai Zexiao's face: "What stupid things are you talking about?"

Bai Zexiao held Yiling's hand tightly: "I'm serious."

Yiling looked at those eyebrows and eyes, and his expression gradually became serious: "Xiaoxiao, there is something I want to tell you."

"You said."

"I applied to a British school, and in the second half of the year, I will go back to study in a British school."

Bai Zexiao was startled for a moment, as if he was digesting Yiling's words.

"This is what my grandfather meant, and it's also my idea. I want to finish what my mother hasn't done."

The room fell into an uneasy silence, while Yi Ling nervously waited for Bai Zexiao's response, while worrying whether he spoke too hastily.

After a while, Bai Zexiao finally had some reaction, he lowered his eyes: "I understand."

Yiling felt relieved, he lowered his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief: "That's great."

The corners of Bai Zexiao's lips curled up slightly, and his thumb rested on Yiling's eyebrows: "I'll go with you."

Yi Ling was stunned for a moment, and almost blurted out: "What are you going to do?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the room was instantly surrounded by a compelling pressure. The young man frowned, his eyes full of unbelievable betrayal.

Yiling immediately sensed that something was wrong. He grabbed Bai Zexiao's arm and hurriedly explained: "Listen to me, Xiaoxiao, I don't want to abandon you, understand? I just don't think you need to give up on yourself because of me." life, even if we are not in the same place, we can still fall in love."

Bai Zexiao didn't move.

Yiling gritted her teeth, and then explained: "Xiaoxiao, I love you, and this will never change."

Time passed away minute by minute, and the oppressive feeling in the room was increasing every second. Yiling began to feel that it was difficult to breathe. He grabbed Bai Zexiao's arm, his mind was in chaos, and he even wanted to kiss Bai Zexiao on tiptoe impatiently. Ze Xiao, let's end this uncomfortable topic.

Before he could move, the oppressive feeling in the room suddenly disappeared.

The dark room was quiet, as if what happened just now was just Yiling's imagination.

Yi Ling wanted to turn on the light, but he was worried about letting go of Bai Zexiao's hand. In the darkness, he called tentatively: "Xiaoxiao?"

"I'm here." Wei Liang's palm on his face moved, and Bai Zexiao's thumb pressed against Yiling's ear: "You are right, I was too impatient."

Yiling's heart softened for a moment, and he called out guiltily: "Xiaoxiao."

"It's okay brother, but in two or three years, at least we can still meet during the holidays." Bai Zexiao smiled: "However, can I make a condition, this condition...may be a bit too much."

"Bring it up! Just mention it!"

Boyfriends are so considerate, so what's a request?

Yiling patted his chest: "I can do anything!"

"I want to ask you and your head teacher to take a month's leave." Bai Zexiao explained gently: "I want to accompany you well while you are still in China."

"no problem!"

Yiling immediately took out his mobile phone and called Lin Chenggang, and asked for a month's leave with a random excuse.

Lin Chenggang was so angry that he wanted to curse: "Do you have a grudge against me? You just don't want to come to school."

Yiling whimpered and ignored him, saying that he was in the hospital and couldn't get out for a while, so he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Yiling turned around and shook the phone from Bai Zexiao: "Please, the next month is yours!"

Bai Zexiao gently pinched Yiling's earlobe: "That's great."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a buzzing in Yiling's head, and his body was about to fall to the ground as soon as his body softened.

The phone fell on the carpet, a pair of big hands caught Yiling's limp body, and gently sent him into his arms.

Yiling's consciousness still remained, and he struggled frantically to get up, but was tightly held down by the big hand on his waist.

"Am I not good enough for you? I have never used these methods against you!" Bai Zexiao patted Yiling's back lightly, his voice was gentle but with a hint of paranoia: "Brother, don't forget, I am Alpha, as long as I want, you can't leave my side."

Yi Ling wanted to talk and move, but his eyelids were like iron lumps, and he could hardly stay awake.

Bai Zexiao's voice was still in my ears: "Qin Zhiyao knows about this, right, otherwise there would be no smell of him in the house. He wants to take you away from me. Tell me, should I kill him? "

Bai Zexiao tilted his head, rubbed his cheek against Yiling's soft hair, and murmured softly: "In this way, you won't leave."

"Go to sleep," Bai Zexiao helped Yiling's eyes: "Don't think about anything but me."