Dedicated to the silly little white artist

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In short, no matter how much Bai En struggles with his harm to Zheng He, the only thing he can do now is to wait for Zheng He to wake up, and then——

"Baby, open your eyes when you wake up, okay?" Bai En whispered in Zheng He's ear.

"Humph."

Zheng He turned over arrogantly.

"It was my fault. I'm sorry, don't be angry, okay? I'll give you medicine." Bai En said.

Zheng He got up from the bed, stretched out his arms to show Bai En, and said stiffly, "Do you know what's wrong with you?"

Bai En touched the wound on Zheng He's wrist distressedly, and said in a heavy tone, "I hurt you."

"It's not the reason at all, okay?" Zheng He said, "I checked on the Internet, and other people are playing, playing..." He blushed: "When playing fun games, they always put towels on their wrists or use plastic Handcuffs, so that the skin will not be injured, but you don't have such common sense at all, why don't you learn it?"

"I was wrong, baby, I'm sorry, I'll never do that again."

If there is a future.

With sad eyes, Bai En held Zheng He's hands in his own and kissed them, and kept murmuring: "I'm sorry..."

"Okay, you didn't do it on purpose, I'm fine." Zheng He patted Bai En's head: "How are you? Does your head still hurt?"

"I'm fine, don't..." Bai En couldn't continue.

"What else?" Zheng He asked.

Be so nice to me again.Bai En opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

Zheng He stretched himself, got up from the bed, opened the window and took a deep breath, saying, "The air on the mountain is good, and you can see the stars at night."

Bai En said: "Yes, there were shooting stars last night."

Zheng He frowned and asked, "Meteor? Why didn't I see it?"

"You were asleep by then."

Zheng He crawled to Bai En's side, took out the sleeping pills from his bedside table and counted them one by one, and suddenly said very angrily, "Tell me, you haven't slept for a few days?"

Bai En was stunned, his eyes drifted away unconsciously, and the words he had originally planned were not so straightforward: "I have slept very well these few days, and I don't need medicine."

"You lied!" Zheng He said, "Then how do you know there are shooting stars at night? Mr. Bai, please tell me the truth, please?"

Bai En rubbed his temples. During this period of time, he often dreamed of things that he didn't even want to think about. This made him panic. He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would wake up and find that the dream had become reality—just like yesterday. late like that.

"Don't talk about this topic anymore, okay." Bai En turned his face away, and after a long time of deliberation, he made his voice not sound so trembling: "I'll let Sang Bei take you down the mountain later."

Zheng He knelt on the bed and looked at Bai En, and asked, "What do you want to buy? Make a list for me."

"I don't buy anything." Bai En didn't understand why Zheng He would answer like that.

"Why do you let me go down the mountain if you don't want to buy something? You can't let others do other things." Zheng He was very dissatisfied: "Can you leave people now? Can you care more about yourself and don't make me worry so much."

Bai En smiled bitterly: "I mean, you can go."

"Why should I leave? You dare to speak when you recover from your illness." Zheng He raised his arms again, and said arrogantly: "These are all evidences."

"Baby," Bai En turned Zheng He's face to himself, and said, "I'm telling you something very important. You can't stay by my side any longer. I'm doing it for your own good."

Zheng He was very disdainful of Bai En's words: "Now that I think about it, it's better for me, so why did you have to hire me so shamelessly back then? I was full-time at that time."

"But now I..."

Zheng He covered Bai En's mouth, looked into his eyes and said word by word: "If you want to let go now, there is no door! Bai En, remember it for me!"

220 one

After calming down the awkward Bai En, Zheng He seriously fed him a lot of pills to make sure that he would not go crazy again. After covering his face with a handkerchief, Zheng He turned on the computer and found his long-cherished All resources, one by one, will help Mr. Bai to literacy.

"Listen," Zheng He said, pointing to a round thing on the picture, "this thing is for fun, you can put it on your chest, but don't put tape on it like above, my skin is prone to allergies, even the mouth You can’t put tape on it, remember that.”

Mr. Bai nodded in confusion.

After watching this for another 10 minutes, Zheng He paused and said, "Before entering this thing, you must apply XX, otherwise I will be injured and very painful. Do you understand?"

Bai En said: "I understand, but why did you show me these? I swear I won't treat you like that again. Or do you still blame me?"

Zheng He's face turned red and then blue, he patted Bai En on the head, and said: "I said I won't let you do that... in the future? Can you not misinterpret my meaning!"

Bai En sighed: "But I can't forgive myself."

Zheng He muttered, "I won't get hurt if I practice my skills well."

"Baby, what do you mean?" Bai En opened his eyes wide.

Zheng He broke the pot and said, "Actually, the ones you had last night... I quite like them."

220 two

Sang Bei is making a long-distance call with Bai En.

Over there, behind Sang Bei is the man who came to assassinate Bai En before. He was tied to a chair with tape covering his face, looking half dead.

For some reason, Bai En actually thought of Zheng He's sentence in this low-pressure environment: [I have skin allergies, and I can't put adhesive tape on my face and mouth...] Bai En said blankly: "Bring him here. "

The camera zoomed in, the man raised his head, and showed a very provocative smile to Bai En: "Why, did you remember me?"

Bai En raised his long legs and put them on the other, and asked gracefully, "Are you allergic?"

man:"……"

Man: "Are you kidding me?"

220 three

Bai En is a snake spirit disease that has no cure.

The equivalent formula is: Bai En has many enemies.

Under the blessing of the Bai family's aura, Bai En flourished in City H. Unfortunately, he was not born to follow a good path. Taking advantage of the good timing, he abruptly opened up an information warehouse. Enter Bai En's private webpage, delete it within half an hour without leaving any traces, and the warehouse where the information is stored is Bai En's head, that brain that is smart but not normal.

There are many places that sell news, and there is no one who is as fearless as Bai En.

The man who came to assassinate Bai En was a professional. Filling in the word "professional" proved that he was just taking money. He vomited everything he knew within half an hour after being arrested, and the details were even recorded. The dy is amazing.

The person who hired him was Boss Song, Bai En's old acquaintance, and Zheng He's immediate boss.

Sang Bei shook his head: "Mr. Bai, does this person want to die and dare to confront you?"

Bai En smiled lightly: "He's not stupid, tell me, who is behind him?"

Sang Bei said: "Don't you know this better than us?"

Bai En frowned and closed his eyes, sifting through the information one by one in his mind, and said: "On February 20, 2XX, in room No. 16 of Rongcheng Hotel, Ju Zhang and Boss Song discussed for more than 30 minutes. "

Sang Bei was surprised: "Ju Zhang? Do you think it's him?"

Bai En asked with a smile: "Apart from him, can you think of anyone else?"

"Although he is very suspicious," Sang Bei said, "but this matter is not beneficial to him at all. You are his partner. I think Bureau Zhang knows the seriousness."

Bai En said: "Of course he knows, so he is just a warning." He pointed at the man who was tied up on the other side of the camera, and said, "Take out his gun."

Sangbei put the gun under the camera.

Bai En continued: "Open the magazine."

"Yes... huh?" Sang Bei was puzzled, and studied the structure of the gun again. After confirming that there was only one magazine, he said, "There is no bullet in the magazine."

There were hurried footsteps on the other side of the door, Bai En pressed the shutdown button, and said softly: "I expected it earlier."

"Crack." The door opened.

Zheng He said with a smile: "I have cooked a lot of delicious food, come down."

Bai En turned back and smiled at him: "Okay, right now."

Although he was sick and isolated, this did not prevent him from tossing those poor subordinates remotely.

220 four

The days in the villa were very leisurely. Since Bai En stunned Zheng He that day, he found that he had less hallucinations after waking up. He would no longer suddenly see a figure appear or hear a strange voice. He will This matter was told to the doctor who came for regular check-ups, and the doctor was very happy and said, "That's great, what you need next is psychological treatment."

Zheng He asked worriedly, "What psychotherapy?"

The doctor threw him a book directly: "It's all on it."

Zheng He pulled Bai En to sit on the sofa and watched together. The first sentence on the first page of the opening article was: [When human beings cannot control the brain, believe me, what cannot be controlled is only a part, and many cells are still functioning normally. Desire will save you. 】Zheng He: "...What do you mean?"

Bai En: "...I hope I guessed correctly."

The doctor snapped his fingers, "You guessed it right, this plan is to encourage sex."

Zheng He closed the book, and said to Bai En: "Mr. Bai, I think you should find another doctor. This quack doctor is so unreliable."

Bai En nodded: "The doctor will change sooner or later, but this plan is good, we can give it a try."

Zheng He's eyes lit up: "That's right, that's right, check and accept the results of the tutoring I gave you during this period!"

Bai En hugged Zheng He and kissed his eyelids, Zheng He raised his neck and held Bai En's Adam's Apple.

The doctor coughed dryly: "Ahem, there are still people here."

Bai En threw a sharp glance at him: "You can get lost."

"Are you just killing the donkey?"

"If you know it, don't get out." Zheng He said, "Don't hinder us."