As soon as I got home, I saw Zha Gong pretending to be a white lotus

The kind words in the gray sweater made him look over in shock.

Ou Baiqing lowered his eyes, and said in a low tone: "Every time at the end, Chengyi always finds that there is only one way to return to the real world, and that is to kill himself. This is why Qinyi is anxious to find him."

The phone rang.

Ou Baiqing put down the water glass, connected the phone, walked out the door, signaled the bodyguards to keep a close eye on the place, and then walked towards the elevator, "Your kindness... Oh, don't worry, student Luo is doing well."

It took Luo Yizhou a long time to look away from the gray figure on the screen.

He stood up, it was already late at night, the lights in the room were not turned on, the light projected on the screen mixed with the moonlight falling on the ground, looking around, there was no one else in the room.

The outline of the city can be seen faintly outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the floors here are very high.

His eyes fell on the bed not far away, and he walked over slowly. There was a photo frame beside the bed, which looked like a kind expression. He didn't know when and where the photo was taken. There is youthful recklessness in the eyes, and the sharpness has never diminished slightly.

Luo Yizhou feels very bad now, he took out the photo, touched the person in the photo with his fingertips, and the corners of his eyes wet without any warning.

His heart was trembling violently, but he didn't understand why he was like this. He originally thought that this heart would only be sad for Bao'er.

But at a certain moment, it betrayed him, self-assertively throbbing for others.

Ji Jingchi was stopped by security downstairs until Ou Baiqing showed up and motioned for them to let him go.

He followed Ou Baiqing into the elevator, and by the reflection of the elevator, he felt that Ou Baiqing was examining him.

After seeing that he was indeed not missing a piece of meat, Ou Baiqing smiled lightly, he looked away, and said lightly, "Xingyi, tell me, why did you run?"

Ji Jingchi: "..."

A real Yuan Xi died in front of him, and Ou Baiqing actually asked him why he ran away.

don't run?If you don't run, why don't you stay and go on the road together?

He didn't speak, but frowned tightly, looking at Ou Baiqing puzzled.

The elevator went up quickly.

Ou Baiqing led him to a familiar room number.

This is a hotel owned by Song Qinyi.

There are only two rooms on this floor, and it is closed to the public all year round. In the first year when Yan Shengyi was sold to Song Qinyi by Yuan Xi, Song Qinyi locked him up here.

I don't know if Yan Shengyi's subconscious mind was at work, but standing in front of the door, his heart was trembling unbelievably, as if it was about to pop out of his heart in the next second.

Without hesitation, Ou Baiqing pressed the room password in front of him, and then led him into the room.

Of the two rooms, the one belonged to Song Qinyi.

As the door opened, the lights in the room came on successively, and Jing Chi hesitated to move forward.

Ou Baiqing turned around and glanced at him if he felt something: "What are you afraid of, come in."

This place should be the scariest place in Yan Shengyi's memory. Every time he took a step, his body was clamoring to leave.

Ou Baiqing sat on the sofa, looked at his watch, and then turned his attention to Jing Chi, "It's so late, you have a lot of things happened today, why don't you go to bed and rest for a while before we talk about it."

Jing Chi felt that the jagged teeth were pulling his nerves, his face was extremely pale, and his voice was vaguely irritated: "I'm not sleepy, and I don't have any old feelings to talk to you, whether it's you or Song Qinyi, you can just tell me what you want."

"Oh?" Ou Baiqing shook his head with a smile, "Xingyi, what you said described me like... a robber."

16. Chapter 16

Jing Chi couldn't help remembering that when Yuan Xi first took the line of Song Qinyi, he had a very high opinion of Song Qinyi, saying that someone as rich as Song Qinyi was not as educated as him, and someone as educated as him was not as rich as him.

As the saying goes, watching TV dramas where a person sets a flag means that he will be slapped in the face in the future. Yuan Xi was slapped in the face later on. No matter how stable his flag was at the beginning, the slap in the face will be ruthless.

Song Qinyi may really be a cultivated person, but his gentle gentleman is humble, and he has no favors for Yan Shengyi.

Ji Jingchi watched him play Yan Shengyi's trap the whole time, Jingchi talked about all the bad things Song had done to Yan Shengyi, one by one.

robber?Ah……

He frowned, feeling that the feeling of irritability in his heart was getting stronger, and he supported his forehead.

Ou Baiqing noticed his expression, and motioned to the empty seat beside him: "Sit."

Jing Chi hesitated to sit next to Ou Baiqing. The sofa was soft, and the light gray fabric wrapped Jing Chi's shivering body, quickly relieving his fatigue.

Ou Baiqing poured a cup of hot water and pushed it in front of Jing Chi, "Warm your hands."

Song Qinyi once said that when Shengyi was nervous, his hands and feet were cold, as cold as a piece of ice.

He said a lot of things about expressing kindness, but he didn't repeat a single word in his detailed description.

When recalling these, he was sitting where Yan Shengyi was sitting now, with his elbows resting on the table, his expression dim in the dim light.

Jing Chi looked down at the water glass, his fingertips gradually warmed up, and his voice became calmer: "Ou Baiqing, where is Luo Yizhou?"

Ou Baiqing smiled slightly, "Thank you, don't think too badly of me, I said it, it's just for chatting, anyway, you're here too, so I don't need to do anything to him."

He also added a glass of water for himself, and took a few sips, "He's next door, where you used to live."

Jing Chi said "hmm", and put the water glass on the table, "He has nothing to do with this mess, can you let him go?"

Ou Baiqing didn't answer him, he looked at his watch again, it was ten seconds before midnight.

He counted down in his heart, ten, nine...

Three, two, one.

All the lights in the room went out instantly.

Jing Chi trembled subconsciously, he flinched uncontrollably, the memory about this room seemed to crawl out, and was overwhelming his mind.

Ou Baiqing joked with a smile: "It's really on time."

Although the surname Ou didn't explain what he meant by punctual, Jing Chi knew what he meant.

When Yan Shengyi was trapped here, he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown several times, and it became more and more difficult to fall asleep. Even if there was only a little light in the room, he couldn't relax.

Later, Song Qinyi adjusted the smart settings of the room. Every night at twelve o'clock, the lights on this floor of the hotel would be turned off on time, and the curtains in the room would be drawn down automatically, so that even starlight would not fall here.

In the dimly lit room, it was almost impossible to see his fingers at the moment.

At first, Ou Baiqing thought that no matter how dark it could be, he felt a slight headache and got up to look for the light switch. After he turned on the light, he returned to the sofa and found that Yan Shengyi sitting beside him was covered with cold sweat on his forehead.

Ou Baiqing suggested again, "Your kindness, why don't you go and rest for a while."

While speaking, his eyes kept falling on Jing Chi, sizing up his reaction, "I know, Beibei is gone, and you will no longer be willing to stay by Qin Yi's side. You are alone, and you will die, and you will not be afraid of anything." right?"

The moment Ou Baiqing mentioned Beibei, Jing Chi felt as if someone had hammered his heart, and his heart ached.

That kind of pain came from good intentions and had nothing to do with him.

His breathing paused, and he forced himself to withdraw from the pain. When he spoke again, the feeling of oppression in his heart and lungs continued unabated, "So, do you think that if you catch Luo Yizhou, I will behave like that?" Just like before, it was trampled by Song Qinyi like a dog."

There was no particularly hateful emotion in his tone, and the expression on his face was also indifferent. Even if he was talking about the past, he still had an attitude of staying out of it.

Ou Baiqing smiled, "I've never thought about it that way." He took out the cigarette case while speaking, paused his hand when lighting the cigarette, and handed one to Shengyi.

Although the smell of tobacco is strong and infects the heart, it relieves the tense atmosphere very well.

Ou Baiqing flicked off the smoke, and said in a calm tone: "Actually, believe it or not, I brought classmate Luo here just to have a chat, tell him some things that he may not be clear about before, and then let him make his own decisions. A little bit obsessive, but essential."

Ji Jingchi didn't understand, so he looked over, he didn't quite understand what Ou Baiqing meant by the decision.

Ou Baiqing continued: "I will let Luo Yizhou leave, but there is a premise."

"What premise?"

Ou Baiqing was sizing up his face, this stare with a certain meaning didn't stay for too long, and then moved away gently.

He stood up and walked to the bookshelf. There were several glass medicine bottles on the hollow wooden shelf, which contained several kinds of medicine that Yan Shengyi used to take.

His hand touched the glass bottles one by one, staying on the last one, and picked out a tablet and put it in the palm of his hand.

He handed the medicine to Ji Jingchi, lowered his eyes, "This is the premise."

Jing Chi looked at the pills that Ou Baiqing delivered to him, and frowned slightly.

Ou Baiqing looked at him with a confused expression, leaned over to take the water glass, and brought it to Jing Chi, "Xingyi, you should be familiar with what this is, eat it first, and I'll take you to see Luo Yizhou."

Jing Chi picked up the tablet hesitantly, and the familiar smell fainted in his palm.

Even the feeling of swallowing is no different from the memory of this body.

Maybe it was because he didn't expect him to take the medicine so quickly, but Ou Baiqing showed a little hesitation, he stood where he was, as if he was thinking about something.

There was a knock on the door.

He quickly walked a few steps to open the door. The bodyguard outside the door was not Zhang Ping, but a strange face, wearing a bodyguard uniform similar to Zhang Ping, and his voice was deliberately lowered: "Mr. any