How I was forced to be the villain

Jing Yeyan was slightly taken aback, because he didn't want to get in touch with those people before they hit Fortress Sky, so he didn't plan to meet any acquaintances this time, but if his sense of presence is so strong, wouldn't all his plans be in vain?

"It's not what you think," Bai Lan probably saw the waves in his eyes, "It's not like anyone can feel your breath."

Keinoyan paused for a moment, and said in an unspeakable way: "Among the sober people in Yokohama... are there any ordinary people?"

The other party's face - I see you doubting my professional level - made Bai Lan want to laugh.

"It's not that simple, your existence is special." Speaking of this, even Bai Lan himself was surprised, "Maybe only I can see it."

Bai Lan has the ability to communicate with himself in parallel worlds, which makes him almost omnipotent, and the person in front of him is like his ultimate reversal, his reflection under the light, an individual who can only exist in one world.

Perhaps it was also because of this special connection that Bai Lan was particularly sensitive to Jingye Yan's aura.

Jing Yeyan didn't understand much, but knowing that only Bai Lan could find him was enough, so he changed back to his lazy and unmotivated appearance.

This change was visible to the naked eye, as if he lost interest in something all at once.

In Bai Lan's eyes, she just lost interest in him.

That being said, there was actually a time when you were interested?

So when someone ignored him and passed by, he followed him enthusiastically, "Don't you think about me?"

Jing Yeyan glanced at him indifferently, "What makes you think that I will abandon my current identity and become your subordinate?"

After careful consideration, Bai Lan confidently replied, "Charming."

For a moment, Jing Yeyan was choked up.

"is it?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Bai Lan took out a bag of marshmallows from her clothes, walked quickly to catch up, lowered her head sideways, and handed the marshmallows in her hand to him, "Here, here you are."

The careless gaze swept over and then suddenly retracted, Jing Yeyan stopped, stared at the bag of cotton candy for a while, and turned pale with shock, "This... this is not out of print last month... ...."

Bai Lan looked at him with a smile, "Because I bought them all."

Kyono words: Oh, damn it!Is this the unpretentious life of the rich!

After taking Bai Lan's marshmallow, Jing Yeyan's momentum weakened a little.

After tearing open the package, I was instantly fascinated by the colorful marshmallows inside. You must know that the Star Alliance does not have such a thing. It never existed in the past, and it will never exist in the future.

Unless he opens his own candy factory.

The marshmallow melts in the mouth, and the fruity aftertaste lingers in the mouth for a long time. This is not a particularly sweet kind, but it is not easy to get greasy, which makes people ignore the possibility of tooth decay.

Bai Lan looked at the young man beside him. He looked cold on the outside, and kept working, stuffed the cotton candy into his mouth, puffed up his cheeks, and softened his brows and eyes, making him seem innocent and cute.

The very thought itself was scary enough.

"Eh? That's the last bag I kept for myself!" Seeing that the big bag of marshmallows had bottomed out, Bai Lan stopped in time.

"Oh." Jing Yeyan quickened his pace silently.

Childish, childish.

Bai Lan evaluated silently in her heart.

He squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the young man around him. Under this perfect appearance, there might be more surprising things hidden.

After thinking about it, there must be more to do, or his cotton candy will be sacrificed in vain.

"Yan Jiang, this is the last bag in the world, you ate it all, but as long as you do me a favor, I won't pursue it, how about it?" Bai Lan coaxed.

"Do you think I'm such a conscientious person?" Jing Yeyan groaned, tilting his head and looking at Bai Lan with dead fish eyes, "Or do you think I can't lift a knife?"

With Bai Lan's strength, even if he is a god, he is confident that he can fight, but for some reason, he becomes subdued, "Okay, but I can choose to monopolize all the marshmallows when a new limited edition is released next time." , so that you can’t sell any of them.”

As if thinking of something, he added: "This is a European company, I believe you can handle it no matter what, if I want to."

Although it sounds childish, what Bai Lan said is the truth.

His control in Europe is extraordinary, and it is no joke that he can suppress the old godfather family Vengley and retreat to Sicily.

After hearing this, Jing Yeyan just muttered "There will be no next time" while agreeing to Bai Lan's condition.

"Anyway, if it's not appropriate, I can go back on the spot." He is very frank about this.

......

But Jing Yeyan didn't expect Bailan to take him to see Fyodor.

Um......

Fyodor smiled: "What's the matter?"

For some reason, seeing Fyodor holding the black tea in a familiar posture, Kyono Yan felt a little guilty.

This kind of guilt came for no reason.

He took the teapot subconsciously, and it felt a little cold, so he warmed it up and poured him a cup.

It's better to drink it freshly brewed, Jing Yeyan frowned.

Resisting the desire to touch Assam out of his own space.

However, the hand holding the teacup was grabbed by someone. Kyonoyan immediately protected the cup to prevent the tea from spilling out. He raised his eyes and looked at Fyodor in disapproval. However, when he and Fyodor met their eyes , but it made him uncomfortable to be seen through.

Fyodor kept smiling, but his eyes darkened, and he looked at the other party inquiringly.

"What, what's wrong?"

Confusion flashed in the young man's black pupils, as if he didn't realize what he had done, nor did he understand what it meant.

With the answer in mind, Fyodor let go of his hand, turned his head, propped his forehead, and closed his eyes.

After a while, he let out a sigh.

This sigh made Kyono Yan feel hairy. He was used to taking care of Fyodor. Seeing his uncomfortable appearance, he couldn't help but want to ask.

Still held back.

Their relationship can't be said to be a simple enemy, the main reason is that Jing Yeyan has never figured out what Fyodor wants before, so the calculations used on him are a bit confusing, and he is not happy to see him compared to those of the Star Alliance. Old men, Fyodor's calculations are not even malicious.

Anyway, Jing Yeyan didn't fool him much.

But they can't be called friends, definitely not, so their relationship is still quite delicate.

Could it be a tea friend?

Kyono thought calmly.

He knew all kinds of teas well because he needed tea, and Fyodor just wanted to keep warm. In his country, black tea, like vodka, was a beverage with the label of repelling cold.

When he was in a trance, he suddenly heard Fyodor say in a deep voice, "Do you hate me?"

At the beginning, Jing Yeyan didn't realize it, but when he thought about it—from the perspective of the outside world, the root cause of Xiu's death might be that Fyodor deliberately pointed the wrong way, and then arranged Bailan to ambush him.

Immediately stunned in place.

For a while, the speculation of falling off the horse turned and turned in his mind.

"What?" Kyono replied very cautiously.

"It's nothing."

As if he had never asked that question before, Kyono Yan would naturally not bring it up.

Bringing Jingye Yan over, Bai Lan, who had been watching all this, stood up straight, "Yan Jiang, since you have nothing to talk about, let's go."

People don't understand what he wants to get when he brings Kyono Yan here.

But now that Bailan's request has been fulfilled, Jing Yeyan doesn't want to stay here any longer, and staying for one minute longer is a one-minute risk.

Fyodor seemed to have completely ignored Kyono Yan, and his gaze turned to Bai Lan, "Bai Lan, what are you going to do?"

Although they are allies, they don't trust each other much.

"There are not many people who are as friendly as us, so I want to bring you to chat with you again. You seem to get along very well." Bai Lan said calmly.

It's hard to say whether it was because he found the similarities between Kyono Yan and Shuta that he brought him to Fyodor to test him, or whether he thought he could become a companion.

Fyodor's attitude towards Kyono Yan was indifferent from the beginning to the end, and even if something was revealed for a moment occasionally, it disappeared quickly.

There is no excuse for Bai Lan's statement.

"I see."

The indifferent appearance made Bai Lan narrow his eyes slightly.

The more anxious he is to get rid of the relationship, the more likely he is to reveal his flaws, and has he already counted this in?

......

Jing Yeyan didn't expect that he would meet so many acquaintances once he came down.

After fulfilling Bai Lan's conditions, he took advantage of the night to stroll around the detective agency.

With his sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, they still didn't look flustered.

But thinking about it, with this lineup, he should be the one to panic.

Among them, any one of them is a big person who can cause shocks. Together, there is probably nothing that cannot be done.

As their only enemy, Kyono Yan is very pleased, it would be great if he could move faster.

Shaking his head, his body disappeared into the darkness behind him.

Tanizaki Junichiro came out to take a breath. Although there was silence outside, he just had a vague premonition.

"that--!"

Shouting to the deserted street, he took a deep breath and calmed down.

"You stay here, Mr. Kyono."

Waited for a while, but no one answered.

Tanizaki Junichiro was not prepared to get an answer, he just asked cautiously: "Mr. Kyano, can you really not give up on Mr. Dazai? Mr. Dazai...he won't love you."

Once you get started, it's much easier to follow.

"If your reason is swallowed by anger, you will get farther and farther away from everyone, and you will come back to see us, which means that we are not completely worthless in your heart, right?"

No matter what Tanizaki Junichiro said, the only answer to him was silence.

Quietly made him think that everything was just his own illusion.

The clenched fists hanging by his sides completely relaxed, and the desolation was written on Tanizaki Junichiro's delicate face.

No matter who wins in the end, no one will be happy. In this battle, there is no winner.

Everyone keeps losing more and more.

When I was discouraged, a cool breeze passed by my ears.

Tanizaki Junichiro heard a chuckle, like a feather passing by his ear.

His dark eyes instantly lit up.

There was still no familiar figure in front of my eyes, but my heart that had been hesitating all this time suddenly fell into place.