Scum gong, I'm getting along with you Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

When Bo Kehai walked out of the alley, the driver's car had already parked at the entrance of the alley.

He opened the door and was about to get into the car when his arm was suddenly pulled.

Sui Rui appeared behind Bo Kehai panting, his loose clothes hadn't been pulled up yet, and most of his shoulders were exposed.

He barely took a few breaths, walked in front of Bo Kehai, looked at Bo Kehai with misty eyes: "Did Boss leave just like that?"

Bo Kehai didn't shake off his hand, but said indifferently: "This is not something you should care about."

It's not that Sui Rui has never been with the benefactor, he knows that most of the benefactors don't like to have too many things, so he immediately showed a look of embarrassment and hesitated to speak, and looked at Bo Kehai with wavering eyes: "I know I shouldn't ask too many questions, but I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see Boss again."

What kind of love has Bo Kehai never kept in recent years, such as Sui Rui is too common, he knows what the other party wants in the blink of an eye.

He took out a business card from his pocket and gave it to Suizui: "If you want any resources, please contact the phone number above. If I want to see you, I will contact you naturally."

Sui Rui looked at the business card that Bo Kehai handed over, his lowered eyes flashed success, but he looked very embarrassed on his face, and finally he seemed to be afraid that Bo Kehai would be unhappy, so he took the business card.

Bo Kehai didn't intend to talk to him any more, and got into the car and left.

Sui Rui stood by the road, watching the car leave with a look of reluctance, until the car was completely out of sight, then he looked back and pulled up the clothes that exposed most of his shoulders.

He went back, looking at the business card in his hand as he walked

The business card is the business card of an assistant in Bo Kehai's company who specializes in helping him with his personal affairs. The company name printed on the back is the company that Bo Kehai is currently managing. People can see at a glance that this business card is inextricably linked to Bo Kehai. Relationship.

Bo Kehai is really generous as a financial backer, and Lin Luo is just as stupid as Lin Luo, who has been with him for so long and still hasn't got any money.

He walked back to Lin Luo's house and entered the master bedroom.

The bed in the master bedroom was a mess, and it looked like something had just happened on it.

Sui Rui sat on the bed, exposing the messiest part of the bed, then pulled the collar over his shoulders again, held the business card just now close to his face, and took a photo with a smile.

After taking the photo, he edited the photo for a long time, and then sent it to Moments.

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In the car.

Bo Kehai folded his arms and leaned against the car window, his head was swollen and painful.

He wanted to close his eyes and rest, but when he closed them, his eyes were filled with the look of Shen Keyan holding back his tears and saying that he would never love him again.

That face is beautiful, he has always been aware of it, otherwise he would not have signed the nurturing agreement with Lin Luo at that time.

But beautiful boys are the most indispensable here in Bo Kehai. He has seen all kinds of beautiful boys, but when he thought of Shen Keyan's red eyes just now, he felt a kind of unexplained pity in his heart.

Bo Kehai was not in a good state of mind all the way. He returned home, washed up briefly, and lay down on the bed without doing any more work.

But after lying on the bed, the symptoms did not ease.

Shen Keyan's expression, Shen Keyan's words, Shen Keyan's eyes and even the tears in the corners of Shen Keyan's eyes all kept flashing in his mind.

And what followed was a tingling pain like a needle in the heart.

Bo Kehai couldn't remember how long he had been lying down, and his consciousness began to become hazy.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and seemed to see a person sitting on the bedside. He vaguely felt like Lin Luo, who was about to call for someone, but his eyes were covered suddenly.

Then his consciousness became groggy, and Bo Kehai felt that he was walking in the darkness, unable to touch anything around him.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, his eyes lit up, and he found that he had appeared in his room.

It's just not the room at this moment, but the room that day when Lin Luo was called by him and Chen Yuzhuang was there.

He remembered that Lin Luo fought with him when he knew it, and then left, but in front of him, Lin Luo was pressed down by him, staring blankly at the ceiling, and the bed sheet was stained with the blood from Lin Luo's wound. Blood.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened, and Teng Bai appeared at the door.

Seeing the picture on the bed, Tengbai seemed a little surprised, turned around and left without saying anything.

In the picture, he hurriedly chased him out, and then he vented all his anger on the person on the bed.

Suddenly, the picture in front of him shattered into countless small fragments, which were colorfully presented in front of Bo Kehai.

When Bo Kehai saw that he was drunk and vomited all over the floor, Lin Luo cleaned him up without complaining, changed his clothes and took a bath for him.

He hit a wall with Tengbai, so he came to Lin Luo to vent his anger. Lin Luo turned pale with pain, but still catered to him.

Later, he got used to looking for Lin Luo. When he was in a bad mood and wanted to vent his negative emotions, he always went to Lin Luo.

And for ten years, Lin Luo has been in that small house, as long as he goes, Lin Luo will definitely be there.

The screen changed suddenly, and Bo Kehai appeared at the funeral.

It was Lin Luo's funeral, and Bo Kehai looked at the black and white photo of Lin Luo on the tombstone with astonishment.

Lin Luo was an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. In addition, he had no friends, so there were only a few people at the funeral.

He died coldly, as if it had no effect on anyone.

Only occasionally, when Bo Kehai was drunk, he would subconsciously come to Lin Luo's small house.

But the house is always empty, cold, and not popular at all.

In the past, no matter when he came back, Lin Luo was always there. Even if Lin Luo was sick, no matter how soundly he slept, he would come out to open the door for him, take off his coat, and ask him cautiously: "Bo Are you going to sleep here today, sir?"

After that, no matter when he comes over, there will be no one in this house anymore, no one will boil hot water for him, take off his coat, no one will sit beside him rubbing his eyes even if he is sleepy, saying that I Accompany Mr. Bo.

The picture changed again, and Bo Kehai appeared at the funeral again.

It's just that this time it's not someone else's funeral, but his own. He didn't live many years longer than Lin Luo and died of illness.

His funeral was much more lively than Lin Luo's. It was a rainy day, and most of the entire cemetery was filled with people who came to see him off.

He saw Tengbai in the crowd, Tengbai was standing there holding an umbrella, his face still had a dull expression, as if he was just standing on the side of the road and taking a taxi instead of attending the funeral of a friend he had known for decades .

Bo Kehai recalled the first time he saw Teng Bai back then, and Teng Bai's eyes were the same as now.

He has been by Tengbai's side for decades, and even Tengbai's eyes can't be warmed up.

It was raining and shedding tears, but Tengbai's eyes were dry.

Bo Kehai watched the funeral with complicated emotions, and suddenly the picture in front of him changed again, to a few hours ago, Shen Keyan said to him with red eyes, from today onwards, I will never love you again.

Under the moonlight, the person on the bed shook his body, sat up suddenly from the bed, and breathed in fresh air heavily.

Bo Kehai's forehead kept dripping with cold sweat, and his lips were frighteningly white.

Just now the images from the dream flashed chaotically in his mind, and in the end every image stayed in Shen Keyan's resolute saying that he would never love him again.

Then who is he going to love?

Who is he going to wait for at home late at night?

Who is he going to take off his coat for?

He wants to sit docilely beside someone, saying that he will always be by his side.

Such an idea rushed into Bo Kehai's mind, causing his eyes to turn scarlet instantly.

He does not allow everything that should belong to him to fall into the hands of others.

The oil lamp in the wooden house was extinguished, and the skylight cast moonlight in the middle of the bed.

The two people lying on the bed were each covered with a quilt, and both slept soundly.

Suddenly, the person lying on the inside suddenly sat up from the bed, his chest heaving violently.

After Teng Bai sat and breathed calmly for a long time, he turned his head and looked at the sleeping person beside him.

The face sleeping peacefully under the moonlight overlapped with the face always full of cowardice and sadness in the dream, and the vine white brows gradually frowned.

He got out of the bed from the end of the bed with small movements, walked to the side table and picked up a water glass to pour water.

The basic facilities here are all there, and he asked someone to pack everything up before coming here.

Just now he and Shen Keyan were lying on the bed watching the sky, and Shen Keyan occasionally chatted nonsense beside him, the two of them fell asleep without knowing it, and neither of them drank any water, so the water bottle was still full.

Teng Bai stopped pouring water in his mind, and subconsciously took his right hand to carry the kettle. The kettle was not light, and the handle was so thin that it directly pressed on the gauze wrapped around his hand, just pressing the water bottle on his hand. Wound.

He subconsciously let go of the pain, and the kettle hit the ground. The kettle wasn't broken, but the lid opened and water dripped out.

However, the person on the bed turned over and woke up.

Shen Keyan was dazed for a moment when he woke up, but he soon came to his senses. When he looked in the direction of the voice, he saw Teng Bai bending down to hold the heating pot.

He immediately lit the oil lamp on the bed, and was about to get out of bed when Tengbai had already fixed the kettle.

"Go back to sleep, I'm thirsty and pour some water, I woke you up." Teng Bai put the kettle away, and didn't pour any more water.

Shen Keyan felt that Teng Bai's voice seemed a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange, so he got out of bed anyway: "I'm a little thirsty too."

As he spoke, he walked to the table and was about to take the water bottle when he suddenly saw blood oozing from the gauze in Tengbai's palm.

He immediately turned the direction of his hand, took Teng Bai's hand and lifted it up, and then clearly saw that the gauze in the palm of Teng Bai's palm was red and blood was still oozing out.

"Why did your wound open?" Shen Keyan frowned slightly and asked Teng Bai.

Teng Bai glanced at the wound, then at Shen Keyan, his eyes finally fell on Shen Keyan's face, and he didn't speak.

Shen Keyan could vaguely feel that Tengbai's state was a bit strange, but now Tengbai's wound treatment is more important.

This night, it was still on the top of the mountain. It was definitely unrealistic to go to the hospital, but we couldn't just let Tengbai's wound bleed like this.

But since Fujishiro often comes to this small house, there should be a first aid kit or something.

Shen Keyan went to the cabinet to search around, and as expected, he found a medicine box, which contained some basic hemostatics, anti-inflammatory drugs and some commonly used medicines, as well as gauze and tweezers.

He took out the medicine box, and pulled Tengbai to sit beside the bed.

Although Fujishiro didn't speak all the time, he cooperated very well.

He spread out his palm for Shen Keyan to help him remove the gauze and change the dressing, without frowning.

It wasn't until Shen Keyan wrapped him up with new gauze, that halfway through the wrapping, Teng Bai's hand suddenly took hold, wrapping Shen Keyan's hand completely into the palm of his hand.

Shen Keyan was startled, and looked up at him: "What are you doing?"

Tengbai didn't look at him, but stared at the hands held together by the two. It took him a while to speak, his voice a little hoarse: "Before you asked me if I understood love."

Shen Keyan was taken aback for a moment, almost remembering when he asked Teng Bai such a thing.

Fortunately, the memory came quickly, and Tengbai seemed to say that he was striking up a conversation at that time.

Teng Bai squeezed Shen Keyan's hand, and moved his fingers lightly.

He added: "I don't seem to understand love."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Shen Keyan. The yellow oil lamp obscured his brows and eyes, making it difficult for people to see the emotion in his eyes.

He squeezed Shen Keyan's hand tightly, and asked Shen Keyan: "Yanyan, what is love?"