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For a long time, Zhu Yicheng has always believed that his brother Yuan's behavior can be highly summed up in two words - devil.

Xie Baiyuan's arrogant, stubborn, and unreasonable side makes him sometimes not so easy to get along with.

In fact, what Zhu Yicheng didn't know was that these thorny places in Xie Baiyuan's character had been restrained little by little after meeting Fang Li.

Of course, this is a gradual process, which must take a long time...

But now, with four Xie Baiyuan from different periods standing in front of him at the same time, Fang Li found that he needed to correct a little bit of wrong perception, that is, Xie Baiyuan was a difficult target at any time.

"What's the situation now?" No. [-] Xie Baiyuan asked.

Fang Li hesitated for a moment, and answered with choice of words: "...Damn it."

According to the timeline of memory retrospect, the person behind him should be No. [-] Xie Baiyuan.

Number two was still immersed in the surprise of the reunion just now, when he calmed down and realized that there were three "selves" around him, his eyes darkened.

Looking at his expression, Fang Li knew what he was going to say.

Sure enough, No. [-] looked down at him, and said in a voice almost gnashing his teeth: "You have grown up."

Fang Li had nothing to say.

Fortunately, No. [-] was dying, coughing up a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and he couldn't ask any questions that made him unable to answer.

But Fang Li couldn't see it, and he knew that these injuries were actually suffered by Xie Baiyuan, his heart felt like a ball, and he couldn't be more sad.

He couldn't help reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of the other's mouth, but he reacted in time when Number Three reached out and turned sideways to avoid his contact.

No. [-] was speechless, and when he saw this, he grabbed the corner of his clothes and moved his lips.

Fang Li read two words from his mouth: Don't go.

"..."

It's his life.

When he was most struggling, Number Four whistled.

Fang Li looked over and saw that he was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater and a pair of black jeans.Half of the sweater was taken off, revealing a thin waist and a bow tied with bandages with a different style of painting on the waist.

This scene is too familiar, especially the bow tie, which almost immediately mobilized a memory in Fang Li.

It wasn't long before the two were together.

In the dungeon, injuries have become commonplace.Fang Li didn't care much about treating the wound. After being together, the most common thing Xie Baiyuan did was to disinfect and bandage him.

For this reason, Xie Baiyuan always whispered in his ear half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Baby, let's discuss it... next time I will take the lead?"

Fang Li would often give him a sideways glance, asking him if he was full and had nothing to do.

Xie Baiyuan raised his eyebrows, with a conscience in heaven and earth, he just loves his lover.

Fang Li's skin is fair, and he looks thin, with those black and purple wounds lying on it. From the visual effect, it looks very tragic.

Xie Baiyuan carefully bandaged the wound for him, seeing him frowning felt distressed, wishing to transfer those wounds to his own arm.

At that time, Xie Baiyuan's strength was not strong enough. Later, his combat effectiveness was continuously improved in the dungeon tests again and again, and he finally became the leader.

Similarly, Xie Baiyuan was the one who was injured the most.

In that dungeon, the ghost was a man with a high hat and a long scythe who would visit the village on rainy nights.

What's more special is that this is a copy of the No. [-] car. Originally, they had already broken into the No. [-] car, but Xie Baiyuan wanted to go back to the No. [-] car anyway.

When asked why, he only said that he had something to do when he came back, but he kept silent about what it was.

Xie Baiyuan's character and ability at that time had been widely recognized, and there was even a faint tendency to develop into the leader of the entire carriage.

Facing the sudden capriciousness of the boss, the others reached a decision after discussion—it is okay to go back, but not everyone can go back, at least half of the people must be kept in No. [-].

As a result, Xie Baiyuan waved his hand and said: "There is no need for that, you all stay here, and Youwen and I can just go back."

As a result, when he went back this time, Xie Baiyuan was obviously out of shape, and because he was distracted at the critical moment, he was scratched by the long scythe of the man with a high hat on his back.

After dealing with the wooden door destroyed by the man with a high hat, Fang Li came in with an alcohol bandage and looked down at Xie Baiyuan who was lying on the bed.

Seeing him coming in, Xie Baiyuan lifted up the hem of his clothes obediently, revealing the wound on his back.

"Actually, I... hiss - take it easy, it hurts so bad that no one will give you a new one."

The corner of Fang Li's mouth curled up, but it was obviously a cold smile.

Xie Baiyuan stopped talking, he could sense Fang Li's displeasure, and he also knew that Fang Li was so cold on the outside and hot on the inside, that when he was really angry, he couldn't hit the wooden warehouse.

What makes Fang Li angry is that Xie Baiyuan is too arrogant, and his recent performance is a bit impatient, which is completely different from him in the past.

When he was angry, the movements of his hands were still a lot lighter. When the cold alcohol touched him, occasionally Fang Li's warm fingertips would graze the skin on his back, with a subtle numbness.

Xie Baiyuan sighed, and handed the bandage to Fang Li, and the people behind him didn't move for a while.

He remembered something, so he smiled again on his face, and joked: "I taught you how to tie the bandage last time, have you learned it yet?"

Fang Li glanced at him: "Straighten your back."

Xie Baiyuan followed suit.

With a blank face, Fang Li began to wrap the bandage round and round around his thin waist.

After a while, he said, "Okay."

Xie Baiyuan touched it with his hand and felt that the feel was a little subtle. He got up and stood in front of the mirror in the room, and took a sideways photo.

Immediately, he was dumbfounded to find that a snow-white bow had "grown" on the side of his waist.

Then look at Fang Li sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at him, with an expression of "If you dare to tear it down, you will die".

Xie Baiyuan touched the bow, and praised against his will: "It's well wrapped."

He swallowed the second half of the sentence: It's just too cute.

Fang Li was still frozen with him: "Tell me, why do you want to go back to the No. [-] car?"

Before that, if Xie Baiyuan didn't say anything, he wouldn't take the initiative to bring it up.

Of course, Fang Li didn't think that Xie Baiyuan's stubborn attitude in not letting the others come back together was because he had discovered some secret and wanted to share it exclusively. Xie Baiyuan's doing so must be because this matter was only of great significance to the two of them.

The reason why he followed Xie Baiyuan was because of his trust in Xie Baiyuan.

He is not a person who has to pay attention to some reasons for doing things, especially when his target is Xie Baiyuan, the word trust is enough.

Obviously Xie Baiyuan is also very benefited from this kind of trust.

Xie Baiyuan leaned down slightly, with his arms hanging on Fang Li's back, and whispered close to his ear. "I have prepared a present for you and me."

Fang Li frowned, his ears were itchy from the heat: "What gift?"

As soon as the words fell, Xie Baiyuan's gaze paused, and he pushed over him, and the two of them lay on the bed one by one.

"You will know soon." Xie Baiyuan kissed his ear, and the kiss fell on his thin eyelids bit by bit, smashing all the coldness that Fang Li deliberately brought out.

His voice came from the side of Fang Li's neck, wet with moisture: "It's getting late, dear."

After that copy, Xie Baiyuan began to write a diary.

And then, before Fang Li could get this "gift", they folded in the No. [-] carriage.

Now that the person is right in front of his eyes, Fang Li recalled this past, and suddenly had an urge to ask the other party, what did he prepare at that time?

"Are you there?"

A female voice suddenly sounded in the white mist, it was not Zhao Xiaotong, this voice was clearer and more tender than Zhao Xiaotong.

Fang Li raised his vigilance, ignored the four "Xie Baiyuan", and focused all his attention on his ears, trying to identify the direction of the voice.

The girl smiled: "Hee hee, you are here, look at the people around you, are they all your friends?"

Fang Li: "..."

He thought he understood the meaning of the test.

The voice in the white mist is Hang Meng, and his current experience should be a test.

Sure enough, Hang Meng's voice continued: "Can you recognize who is your real good friend? Can your friendship really stand the test?"

"Your good friend is among them. You only have one chance. If you choose the wrong one..." Hang Meng's voice paused and became resentful. "Then you are not sincere to him at all, so go to hell."

Fang Li: "..."

How many times have I said it.God is so friendly.

He is love.