Dressed as a Bamboo Horse [Transmigration Book]

City C is a retirement city with a pleasant climate, a slow and leisurely pace of life, and only a little less prosperous than City A. When they first bought a house, both the Fang family and the Xi family had plans to live here for a long time.

Twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the house is still the same house, but the two little flowers, Xiaohua and Xiaobai, are about to face the crisis of wilting.

For example, Xiaohua has been very irritable recently. Although she was already irritable, she has become even irritable in the past two days.

When Xi Yin arrived home, she just heard her mother comforting Aunt Fang with soft words.

"Extreme things will be reversed. You are in such a bad mood recently, and you will definitely meet some very happy and good things soon!"

Xi Yin: "..."

Xi Yin is not sure if Aunt Fang will be happy, but the mother who is comforting others probably won't be too happy.

On the first day after returning home, Xi Yin was still a baby in the hands of her parents. She didn't have to do any work, just sit there and sign autographs for relatives and neighbors.

When the news of Xi Yin's return was widely spread, the whole neighborhood knew about it, but everyone who was younger would come to Xi Yin's house to watch the star.

Xiaobai and Xiaohua have played together for 20 years, and their personality has been somewhat affected. Xiaobai's vanity was still inflated on the first day, but he was annoyed by the noise on the second day, and asked Xi Yin when he would go back to work with a little disgust .

Xi Yin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said that he couldn't stay for a few days, but now Xiaobai got upset again, talking about why he was so anxious.

On the third day after Xi Yin's return, Fang Mi's flight arrived at 06:30 in the evening. The two families had a good relationship, so they made an appointment to have dinner together at Xiaobai's house.

"mom…"

The two mothers were preparing dinner in the kitchen and seeing off the assorted relatives and friends who came to visit. Xi Yin leaned on the door frame of the kitchen and gave a faint cry.

While washing the dishes, Xiaobai took the time to answer, "What's the matter?"

His hesitant appearance didn't attract Xiao Bai's attention, but it attracted Xiao Hua to look at him more.

"Yinyin, did that bastard of my family bully you?"

Xiaohua obviously misunderstood, waved the cucumber and said angrily: "You wait for him to come back, auntie will help you clean him up!"

Xi Yin was startled, and quickly explained: "...No, he didn't bully me."

...he just insisted on dating me.

Xi Yin didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, Xiaohua put down the cucumber after hearing that, her expression softened a lot, and she snorted, "I guess that brat wouldn't dare either!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Hua paused, her eyes rolled around him, her expression changed suddenly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Yinyin, at your age, do you want to talk to us about love affairs?"

No wonder Xiao Hua has a keen mind, Xi Yin is not as good at acting and lying as Fang Mi is, and to put it bluntly, it is not an exaggeration to say that the nickname of Dork was tailor-made for him.

His cheeks were flushed and his eyes dodged, as if he had something to say but couldn't say it, it was hard for Xiaohua to think of other aspects.

"Dating?" Hearing this topic, Xiaobai immediately raised his head vigilantly, and asked softly, "Is it too early?"

Xiaohua rolled her eyes: "What's the size of this, as long as it's an adult."

Xiaohua is open-minded and has a son who is more open-minded. She made a cheering gesture to Xi Yin behind Xiaobai's back, and said with a smile: "Ah, Yinyin is going to fall in love! Time flies! "

"That's right, I used to be two little jumping beans, sneaking out and running around the ground."

When I get older, I like to express my feelings about the years. Xiaohua and Xiaobai started chatting with each other with one glance, while Xi Yin stood aside, unable to interrupt the conversation since just now.

After a while, Xiaobai finally found out that his son was still watching, and cleared his throat in embarrassment.

"Yinyin, Zijun seems to have left his homework here just now. He has class tomorrow, so you can send it back to him."

Zijun is the child of Xi Yin's aunt's family. He just turned 13 and entered the first grade of junior high school. Among the many relatives who came, he asked for the most autographs. Xi Yin even suspected that he asked for one for all the girls in the class.

Both parents were there, and Xi Yin was afraid that it might backfire, so she didn't dare to say anything about dating, so she gave up on herself and thought that Fang Mi would take care of it at night.

Who made him so bearish when he was a child, and didn't leave a good impression on adults!

After deciding to be the shopkeeper, Xi Yin felt much more relaxed. He went to the living room to find Zijun's notebook, and looked up at the wall clock.

It was only six o'clock, and Fang Mi didn't get home until at least seven o'clock. Zijun's house was not far from Chaoyang Community, and it only took 10 minutes to walk. Xi Yin changed his clothes and planned to send him back directly.

This kid probably left his homework here on purpose, and didn't write a single word in it, but he is really a villain!

At six o'clock in the evening, it was already dark, Xi Yin only wore a peaked cap, and went out without wearing a mask.

At night, it's not so coincidental to meet a true fan who can recognize him at a glance.

This trip home is kept secret from the outside world, but thanks to various instructions on Weibo private messages, fans with great powers seem to have gotten the news, and when someone speculates that they may be meeting their parents, Xi Yin dare not go any further. read.

These are not fans, they are all Sherlock Holmes!

Zijun's home is in the north of Chaoyang Community, a community closer to the city center. Afraid of going home late, Xi Yin took a shortcut again and took the historical alley.

Compared with the dark and long alley with only one street lamp standing in the middle a few years ago, after a renovation, there is an extra street lamp every five meters in the alley, and the vision is much brighter.

But... people really can't take any chances.

When he reached the middle of the alley, Xi Yin paused and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Qi Zhiling? !Why is he here? !

Compared with that year, Qi Zhiling suffered significantly more serious injuries this time.

He fainted by the wall, his hair was disheveled, his lips were bloodless, and the blood oozing from his shoulder stained the wall red, making it impossible to ignore the gunshot hole that was still bleeding.

Although Xi Yin has no conscience, he still has humanity, not to mention that Qi Zhiling did indeed save his life.

So his first reaction was to run up to check Qi Zhiling's injuries, and after confirming that he was still alive, he had to call the police and call 120.

But as soon as he took out his phone, he remembered that Qi Zhiling's family was not engaged in a serious business, and now he was still injured by a gunshot wound.

This is not city A, the police station may not have any contact with Zhao's family, if he calls the police rashly, will he harm him instead?

After thinking over and over again, Xi Yin began to rummage through Qi Zhiling's body, and finally found the mobile phone in his hand, planning to call his friend or younger brother to save him.

The phone was not locked, and when the screen turned on, the dialing interface appeared directly, with a string of undialed phone numbers on it.

Xi Yin didn't think too much, and dialed directly. When the familiar vibration and ringtone came from his pocket, he recalled something. He took the phone away and looked at the string of numbers again, with a stiff and complicated expression.

This guy is going to die and doesn't ask for help, but still wants to call him?

The monotonous ringtone was very clear and harsh in the quiet alley, Xi Yin hung up the phone in a hurry, and was about to find other contacts when the wrist holding the phone was suddenly seized.

He looked up and found that Qi Zhiling had woken up!

Qi Zhiling chuckled at him with half-opened eyes, and said in a very weak voice, "I got it."

caught what?

Xi Yin shook off his hand, feeling so angry, how could he still be smiling when he was dying?

He won't walk this alley for the third time in his life, what a bloody coincidence!

"Hurry up and contact me to save you! I didn't dare to call 120."

"well done."

Qi Zhiling took the phone with the other hand, didn't call anyone, got up and hung himself on Xi Yin.

"Small injury, don't call someone." He pointed forward and said, "Please take me back."

Xi Yin couldn't breathe under his weight, and when Qi Zhiling was pushed, he gasped, making him dare not move, for fear of aggravating his injury.

He panted, a little unclear, so: "Go back? Where? Where are your little brothers?"

Qi Zhiling lowered his head and glanced at him, his eyes were bright black and very energetic, it didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.

"Go back to our hut, I bought it."

Xi Yin took a breath, and warned in a cold voice: "If you say anything more, I will call the police."

Qi Zhiling stopped talking, and still looked at him with bright eyes.

Taking a taxi to send Qi Zhiling back to the rental house back then, Xi Yin admired herself for remembering the way.

The alleys have been renovated, but the small rental house has not changed at all. After helping the man into the house, Xi Yin found bandages, tweezers and hemostatic medicine under Qi Zhiling's command.

Seeing that Qi Zhiling was skillfully treating the wound, Xi Yin glanced at the time, stood up and planned to leave.

"Where?"

Just as he was about to move, Qi Zhiling raised his head quickly, with a smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Qi Zhiling gestured to his shoulder with his chin: "Bandage me."

Xi Yin was shocked by his natural attitude: "You do it yourself, I'm leaving."

"I can't reach it." Qi Zhiling put down the tweezers holding the bullet, raised his eyelids and asked, "What? Are you in a hurry?"

Perhaps because of his aura, once Qi Zhiling lowered his voice to speak, Xi Yin always felt that he was threatening her.

He didn't move, and looked at Qi Zhiling for a while, his eyes were cold.

Before, Xi Yin wasn't sure how deep Qi Zhiling's affection for him was, but now that he saw the bought hut, he knew something about it, but he still couldn't figure out the reason.

why?

A few years ago, Qi Zhiling was taciturn and a violent assassin. A disagreement was like killing someone. They didn't talk much at all. When did this relationship develop?

Xi Yin belongs to the type who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside. He looks kind and gentle, but he is actually affected by his memory. He is always used to leaving a little bit when dealing with others. He may only pay a little bit when he treats Qi Zhiling. This is too much to say.

"Xi Yin, you can run away, but I won't let you go."

Seeing the deep puzzlement in his eyes, Qi Zhiling smiled self-deprecatingly, and began to bandage himself.

"Why? How did I provoke you?"

Xi Yin frowned, wishing to knock open his skull to see what was inside!I don't have a halo of being a heartthrob, so what's the point of Qi Zhiling here with him?

Thinking back carefully, every time he gets along with Qi Zhiling, his nerves are tense and his expression is also tense. What's wrong with Qi Zhiling that he likes him?

After dressing up the wound slowly, Qi Zhiling waved to him, motioning him to come closer.

His naked upper body was covered with old scars and new wounds, and there were countless gunshot wounds and knife wounds. Just looking at it made people feel pain and nerve numb.

Xi Yin glanced at his bandaged shoulder, and cautiously took a step forward, still keeping a safe distance.

"Why? How do you let it go..."

Before he could finish asking, Qi Zhiling suddenly leaned over and grabbed his hand, so fast that Xi Yin didn't even have time to react, and was so frightened that he choked back the rest of the sentence.

"Six years ago, when I escaped from the training camp and fell into the alley, I had the heart to just die like this."

Qi Zhiling said calmly, holding his hand tighter and tighter.

There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his complexion was as pale as paper. When he said this, Qi Zhiling showed a little pain in his brows.

"This time because of my misjudgment, many people died. Just half an hour ago, I had the urge to die together for the second time."

The more he listened to Xi Yin's face, the paler he became. His heart was overwhelmed, and he even regretted that he hadn't lost his conscience just now, so he chose to call the police directly.

"So, do you think I'll let go?"

Slightly raising the hand holding him, Qi Zhiling tilted his head, showing a kind of innocence and innocence pretending to be similar to a child's face.

Qi Zhiling's dark eyes stared at him without blinking, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "But Xi Yin, you can try to convince me."

"Persuade me to let go of the straw that has appeared twice in front of you."

Then fell into the abyss alone.

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