Morbid Dependence of Rebirth

Shi Que in his arms: "Xi..."

"It should be. It's good that Mr. Wei doesn't dislike Ah Mo." Xi Cuo decisively sold his illegitimate son.

Time is quiet.

"One step ahead."

After Wei Bai finished speaking with a smile, he forcefully dragged Shi Que out of the greenhouse.

The author has something to say: Wei Bai [smiling]

Shi Que [Fu forehead]: I really don't want to face him.

Xi Yang [surprised]: Don't you like him?

Shi Que: Which word of mine tells you what I mean?

Xi Yang: Both of your eyes are exposed, the gaze is too intense!

lack of time: ...

☆, before the banquet ([-])

Shi Que followed Wei Bai for a while, Wei Bai did not speak uncharacteristically, but quietly led the way ahead, not knowing where he was going, but his footsteps were unexpectedly brisk, as if he had really encountered something happy .

Compared with Shi Que, Wei Bai seemed to be more familiar with the layout of Xi's house. He walked around and saw a lot of flowers, plants and woods, but the servants who took care of the backyard didn't see any of them.

If it wasn't for Shi Que who could still see the high roof of the house on the east side of the Xi's house when he turned his head, he would almost have thought that Wei Bai led him out of the Xi's villa by a small road.

Wei Bai hummed softly, and stopped beside a small stream. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and clasped Shi Que's shoulders. When Shi Que quickly shrugged his shoulders and prepared to dodge, his whole body turned towards Shi Que. Overwhelmed.

"Wei Bai!"

Shi Que was thrown down, Wei Bai pressed on him, squinted his eyes and smiled exaggeratedly, his dishonest hand also pulled his collar away before Shi Que could react.

The buttons were torn apart and fell into the creek on one side. Shi Que's face was livid, the eyes of the man on him were wide open, one hand was on his neck, and the other hand came from the open collar. He got in and pulled the thin sweater away, exposing Shi Que's fair shoulders.

"you……"

The sudden increased force on the neck made Shi Que no longer able to speak, Wei Bai strangled his neck tightly, making him unable to make a sound, while still fascinatedly stroking the scar on his shoulder.

The warm touch on his fingers seemed to burn the skin he touched, every inch of it was on fire, and the heat burned all the way from the touched place to the brain.

Wei Bai has a lot of strength, although You Mo's body is big, but it's just an empty frame, in terms of strength, it can't compare with Wei Bai, who is about the same size as him, Shi Que feels that his vision is a bit blurred, Wei Bai's face looks like He leaned over, but couldn't see his eyebrows clearly.

Even if he couldn't see clearly, Shi Que could guess the expression on that pervert's face.

Wei Bai kissed Shi Que lightly on the shoulder, loosened his grip on Shi Que's neck slightly, and said softly, "I was thinking, if I could cut your arm from here... ..." He gestured to the direction of the scar near the neck, and the scratched nails seemed to leave a line on the skin, "Then preserve it in formalin, so I can look at this wound every day."

The sound of the heartbeat affected the eardrum and screamed in the ears, Shi Que blushed, and took a few mouthfuls of air, his body was still controlled by Wei Bai, unable to struggle.

"After I came back last time, I started to regret that I didn't touch this place like this..." Wei Bai approached Shi Que and whispered in his ear, "Hey, what was his expression when he shot?"

Shi Que calmed down and breathed for a while with a blue face, then pulled his lips a little, and replied: "If I tell you, will you give up the idea of ​​cutting my arm?"

"Well——" Wei Bai frowned in annoyance. It took a long time for that handsome face to show a reluctant expression, "But you must let me touch when I want to."

Shi Que gritted his teeth, curled his lips with a smirk, and raised his knees violently, Wei Bai dodged subconsciously, but he didn't escape Shi Que's fist again.

Wei Bai was overturned to the side, Shi Que stood up as fast as he could, and while tidying up the messy clothes Wei Bai made, he lowered his eyes expressionlessly, looking at the man lying on the ground, clutching his neck and coughing desperately. Wei Bai.

"He had this expression at the time." Shi Que raised his chin slightly, pursed the corners of his lips, and looked at Wei Bai who hadn't recovered from the severe pain without any emotion.

Although his fists are not as sharp as in his previous life, the neck is one of the weakest parts of the human body after all. A man's strength to beat him, even if he only brushes the edge, is enough for Wei Bai.

Wei Bai was still panting heavily, his eyes were red, and even some tears leaked out, but after listening to Shi Que's words, he became visibly excited. He turned over, lay on the ground, stretched out his hand to hold Live when missing the ankle.

"Awesome expression - haha." Wei Bai raised his face to look at Shi Que, and slowly got up from the ground.

He wiped the drool coming out of his mouth, and Shi Que calmly moved away from him. He pretended not to notice, went to the stream to scoop up a handful of water, and washed his face seriously.

Shi Que looked at him coldly, "Do you have anything else to say?"

With his wet face on his face, Wei Bai blinked at Shi Que.His eyelashes are very long and dense, and they stick together after being wet, making his eyes more delicate.

"I just want to touch there..."

Shi Que showed a disgusted expression. He was not prepared to hide his disgust towards Wei Bai at all. For people like Wei Bai, the more he turned against him, the better his chances of winning. Otherwise, wait for Wei Bai to treat him. His interest disappeared, and maybe the next day he would find his arm cut off and soaked in formalin.

Wei Bai licked his lips, "You Mo..."

"I want to go back and rest."

Wei Bai frowned, with a pitiful expression on his face, Shi Que chose to ignore it, turned around and left, although he was going to get information out of Wei Bai's mouth, but he wasn't going to act when he couldn't calm down.

The backyard of Xi's house is very big, and the way Shi Que walked back was different from the way Wei Bai led him around the servants before, it was straight, and soon he saw a house not far away.

Wei Bai didn't know what he was thinking, and obediently followed Shi Que along the way, without saying anything, and when he finally returned to the house, Shi Que politely turned around and greeted Wei Bai.

"I'm going back to my room. If you can in the afternoon, I hope you don't bother me."

Wei Bai washed his face with cold stream water in the cold winter, but didn't dry it. Now his face is pale, only his cheeks are flushed, and his eyes are bloodshot.

He looked at Shi Que and asked seriously, "What are you going to do?"

"Practice."

"Single to be released next year?"

"It's none of your business."

"I can give you some advice... I have also studied these." Wei Bai's expression was very sincere.

Shi Que looked at him for a while, then turned and left. "I'll lock the door."

Wei Bai just wanted to continue to say that locking the door is useless, when he saw Shi Que turned his head abruptly, staring at him with cold eyes, "If you don't want to see this scar again, you can borrow the key from Mr. Xi."

"..." Wei Bai puffed up his cheeks, "Oh."

Shi Que went around to the other end of the corridor contentedly, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief that there were no footsteps following behind him.

There was still some time before lunch, Shi Que decided to go back and listen to You Mo's song again, just as he walked up the stairs, the door behind him was suddenly opened, Xi Yang came out with a blue face, and slammed the door hard .

After walking a few steps, Xi Yang saw Shi Que standing not far away. His expression froze for a moment, then he walked up to Shi Que and asked strangely, "Brother, why is your clothes broken?"

Shi Que casually tugged at the collar, "I just discussed with Wei Bai about the martial arts scene, and I just made a random gesture—what were you losing your temper just now?"

Xi Yang scratched his hair, and said irritably: "The old man is going to take advantage of this banquet to let me go on a blind date, saying that it is my punishment for making a mistake. He clearly knows that I like men, really... Tsk!"

Shi Que narrowed his eyes, "You are bisexual, so you also react to women."

Xi Yang paused, then turned his eyes sideways, "But the person I like is a man."

Hearing the reasons in Shen Yang's talk, Shi Que immediately withdrew his intention to continue asking. He knew how desperate Xi Yang was for him, but he was only going to ignore him from the beginning to the end, so there was no need to expose Xi Yang again. scars.

The door behind Xi Yang was pushed open, and Xi Cuo came out from inside. When he saw Shi Que, his eyes sank. After a long time, he sighed and said, "A Mo, come here."

Xi Yang turned around, grabbed Shi Que who was walking by him, and frowned, "Just now I promised not to continue the investigation, now you still want to talk to brother?"

Xi Cuo sneered, "Today you deliberately brought Mr. Wei in to interrupt my conversation with A Mo. Now I want to continue talking with A Mo about what I haven't talked about yet. What's your opinion?"

When the previous behavior was exposed, Xi Yang pursed his lips, and replied in denial: "You think too much, I didn't mean that."

"Since there wasn't one at that time, then you don't have to have any opinions now." Xi Cuo shifted his gaze to Shi Que, "Ah Mo, come here."

Shi Que glanced at Xi Yang, the man who had never been suppressed in such a high-spirited manner had an ugly look on his face.

"I'll talk about it after I have something to say." He whispered, then walked towards Xicuo.

He could tell that the more angry Xi Cuo became towards Xi Yang, the more trouble Xi Yang caused and the more dangerous the things he found were.Xi Cuo asked Xi Yang to go on a blind date, probably because he didn't want Xi Yang to intervene in the investigation of the murderer behind Shique's death.

The door of the study was closed.

Xi Cuo slowly walked back to the desk and sat down, his brows were tightly frowned, and he lost his previous calm posture.Shi Que stood on the other side of the desk, straightened his back, and met Xi Cuo's scrutinizing gaze without looking sideways.

"You and Shi Que know each other, so you should know that Xiao Yang likes Shi Que very much." Xi Cuo said slowly, "I thought before that it would be fine if he was just playing around. A dead man is playing too much."

Shi Que didn't speak. First, Xi Cuo expressed his views on the relationship between Xi Yang and him so bluntly that he didn't know how to proceed. Second, he had the feeling that Xi Cuo was about to say something important. premonition.

Sure enough, after a while of silence in the study, the Patriarch of the Xi family stood up.

He knocked on the table and suddenly changed the subject, "A Mo, do you... want to go back to Xi's house?"

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☆, before the banquet ([-])

When it was time for lunch, Xi Cuo, as the head of the family, did not appear at the table, nor did Wei Bai, the sudden guest.

Shi Que sat behind the dining table and watched Xi Yang walk down the stairs, his expression was still not very good. The latter walked to the dining table, first looked at Shi Que in silence, and then sat down decisively. opposite.

"elder brother."

Shi Que picked up his chopsticks, "Mr. Xi said he still has something to do, let's eat first."

Xi Yang responded and asked, "Did Dad say anything bad?"

"It's nothing." After Shi Que finished speaking lightly, he added, "He asked me to persuade you to listen to him and find a wife, and I agreed."

Xi Yang's face sank, "Why did you agree?"

Shi Que frowned slightly, "How long are you going to be self-righteous?"

"what?"

"Shi Que is already dead, do you think you are guarding your feelings now, how meaningful is it to a dead person?" The feelings for Xi Yang have reached a critical point, Shi Que is too lazy to pretend to be calm, He lifted his lips directly and smiled provocatively.

"Death is death. Even if you like him to the point of being a bachelor for the rest of your life, he won't know. Do you expect him to come back to life after being touched by your disturbing feelings while lying on the ground, and come back to find you again in the next life?" ?”

Shi Que does not deny that he used Xi Yang's feelings to strengthen himself before he died, which is a very ruthless thing for Xi Yang, nor does he deny that Xi Yang is indeed a very good person, but boredom is boredom, It will never be possible to change, and it is impossible for him to wrong himself to cater to Xi Yang's feelings because of these things. That is just a crueler insult to Xi Yang.

"Xi Yang, think for yourself, do you want to stay in your time-gapped world?" Shi Que finished speaking word by word, not caring at all about Xi Yang's ugly expression that looked like before a thunderstorm, and quickly After eating the food in the bowl, he put down his chopsticks, stood up and prepared to leave.

Xi Yang pursed her lips, but did not speak, even though the back of her hand on the dining table was already bruised.

Xi Yang will not do anything harmful to You Mo, even if You Mo makes a big mistake.Knowing this, Shi Que dared to say those words that did not save Xi Yang any face without fear.

At this moment, Shi Que really began to thank You Mo for this identity.

"I'm not jealous of dead people, don't get me wrong." Shi Que left the restaurant with the last words, leaving behind the almost untouched food and seats on the table, without any intention of turning back.

Moving to Xi Yang's house can't wait until the next year. Shi Que feels that if he stays by Xi Yang's side and faces his honest feelings, sooner or later he can't help but reveal his identity and tear himself apart with him. .

Putting his hand on the doorknob, Shi Que twitched the corners of his lips, a hint of impatience floated in his eyes, he pushed open the door, walked straight in, and as expected, he saw all four limbs stretched out. Wei Bai on his bed.

"..." Shi Que tickled his fist.

Wei Bai's head buried in the pillow moved, revealing his face, but his body was still lazy and showed no sign of changing his posture.

"The bed smells like you..." He said softly, with a serious face, "It smells so good that I almost stand up."

Hearing the hint of emotion in Wei Baihua's words, Shi Que twitched the corners of his brows fiercely, curled the corners of his mouth, and said with a nonchalant smile: "If this is Shi Que's bed, I guarantee he will let you go soft, And you were forced to."

Wei Bai blinked, "Actually, my house still has the big bed he didn't want the year before last, a lot of sheets, and a lot of clothes - do you want to see it next time? If it's you, I can force you to see him The last pair of underwear before I die, but I can't touch it."

"..." Shi Que's expression went blank for a while.

His bed, sheets, clothes, under-pants... If it's him, you can barely see it...

……abnormal.

This pervert is still lying on his bed!

Shi Que almost laughed out of anger. He walked to the bed, looked at Wei Bai who was still lying on the bed and pretended to be a good baby, and pondered in his mind whether it would be easier for him to change another room or ask this pervert away. Thoughts began to tear apart.

Wei Bai looked at Shi Que, and suddenly said: "If you are curious about how I got it, I can demonstrate it to you personally, although I don't want to get Xi Yang's underwear for you at all." At the end, Wei Bai Bai pursed his lips in disgust.

"..." Shi Que felt his throat hurt, as if something was choked there, and he couldn't vomit.

"Who would want that kind of thing...Wei Bai!" Shi Que's voice suddenly rose.

He completely gave up the idea of ​​normal communication with Wei Bai, and he was so angry that he couldn't care less about face, "It's not that you are not allowed to disturb me in my room! Go back to your room!"

Wei Bai lazily turned over, "I refuse."

Shi Que's lips trembled slightly. "This room is for you."

He immediately turned around and walked out. Seeing this, Wei Bai slowly propped himself up, leaned against the head of the bed, and said lazily, "Ayou, don't go, you don't want to see Uncle Xi or Xi Yang Bar."

Shi Que's hand on the door paused, he looked back, calmed down, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

"I know everything you talked about with Uncle Xi." Wei Bai smiled, "I didn't expect you to refuse Uncle Xi to let you officially return to Xi's house. If you agree, maybe Uncle Xi will tell you about Moral Not necessarily—you haven't thought about this possibility?"

Shi Que froze for a moment, he was not surprised why Wei Bai knew everything about the conversation between him and Xi Cuo, he was shocked that Wei Bai actually knew that he was investigating Moral!

Obviously, since he started the investigation, the only person who knows that he is investigating the mastermind behind the scenes is Zhong Huang.

"Could it be that Zhong Huang has rebelled?" Wei Bai suddenly whispered, and when Wei Bai burst out Zhong Huang's name again, Shi Que couldn't control his expression anymore. He looked straight at Wei Bai, and that look made Wei Bai Bai comfortably narrowed his eyes, his eyes were covered by long and thin eyelashes.

"It's not him, it's you who revealed the truth." Wei Bai touched his chin, and his tone suddenly became ambiguous, "Honey, you look so cute hiding in the room and secretly looking up information and practicing songs!"

Shi Que was in a daze for a while before realizing that this pervert has probably installed a pinhole camera in his room!

His fist started to itch, "How much do you know?"

"There is not much about you, but there is a lot about Moral." Wei Bai whistled, "You want to know why Shi Que died, and who is behind the scenes."

Shi Que took a few deep breaths, Wei Bai seemed to have only discovered that he was investigating the black hand behind the scenes, and did not start to doubt his identity, this was the only thing that could continue to pretend, which made him feel a little better.

"To be entangled by you..."

He subconsciously touched the scar on his shoulder, it was because of that wound that Wei Bai began to pay attention to him.

Wei Bai stretched his waist, "Although I don't like threatening people, it seems interesting to threaten you. Do you want to play a game? You play with me for a while, and I can tell you about Moral."

Shi Que didn't speak, Wei Bai looked at his expression with satisfaction, sat up, stretched out his hand, "Come here."

Shi Que walked over with a blank expression on his face, Wei Bai raised his hand and slowly stroked his face, his eyes fascinated, "When you found that Uncle Xi was afraid of me, the eyes that stared straight at me were amazing. It makes my heart itch."

Shi Que patted his hand away, "Have you touched enough?"

Wei Bai pouted dissatisfiedly, "No... you should bend over and expose your shoulders."

"Not good." Shi Que did not hesitate.

Wei Bai stared at it for a few seconds, raised his chin, and reluctantly said: "Moral is an organization, not a family. You don't need to pay attention to those people with Moral in their name."

Shi Que was quiet for a while, then unbuttoned the button with a paralyzed face, and pulled the collar, exposing the wound on his right shoulder—fortunately, he didn't shoot at the thigh before, Shi Que thought silently.

The moment Wei Bai saw the wound, Wei Bai's expression changed. He pulled Shi Que towards him, clasped Shi Que's shoulder with one hand, and bit him.

"..." Shi Que punched Wei Bai's head.

Wei Bai quickly let go, fell back on the bed, rolled to the other side of the bed, and threw the quilt over himself by the way, only showing a flushed face.

He dodged Shi Que's fist, his expression was extremely aggrieved, but his eyes still showed the excitement after licking the wound.

"Mad dog." Shi Que pulled up his collar.

Wei Bai curled his lips, and suddenly turned his back to Shi Que, "I won't bother you anymore, you can practice singing."

Shi Que looked at Wei Bai suspiciously, but didn't hear Shi Que's footsteps walking away, Wei Bai buried his face in the quilt again, "I can't speak anymore, I mean what I say."

Shi Que sneered.

Wei Bai raised his voice, "If you don't go, I'll really throw you down!"

"..."

Shi Que pressed his forehead and walked to the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down.Since Wei Bai didn't start to doubt his identity, and he had heard his terrible singing voice, it shouldn't be a problem if he practiced singing in front of Wei Bai.

If possible, it would be best if he could sing even worse than before, so as to scare away that pervert on the bed.

Shi Que rubbed his forehead and turned on the computer. He opened the left drawer and took out a pair of earphones. Just as he was about to put it on, his movements stopped strangely.

There was a low gasp in the room.

Emotionally, it feels like the air in the room is also brought out by it a moist atmosphere, an unfamiliar voice.

The blue veins throbbed on Shi Que's forehead for a while, Shi Que finally couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up abruptly and staggered to the side of the bed, kicking the quilt that was tucked into a ball.

"Get out!" He was trembling all over, "Pervert!"

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☆, before the banquet ([-])

In this world, there is something more difficult to deal with than brown sugar, and its name is Wei Bai.

"There is another person who sings worse than the old people, his name is Ayou." Wei Bai looked at Shi Que who was on the verge of numbness solemnly, "Your singing is really ugly."

Instead of scaring Wei Bai away with singing, he let himself be tortured by this terrible thing and Wei Bai for five whole days. The lack of time to refute Wei Bai was gone. He lay on the table and closed his mouth with a headache. computer.

"If you know it's ugly, don't come here on time every day to find fault." He thumped his leg, stood up, his calf was still trembling, and after trying to walk a few steps, Shi Que went straight to the bed and stabbed his head. into the quilt.

Wei Bai, who was sitting on the small sofa hugging his knees and huddling into a ball, clenched his hands, and almost subconsciously threw himself on the bed. He licked his lips, looked at Shi Que's exposed waist, and swallowed.

Shi Que raised his eyes vigilantly, "What did you just do?"

Ever since Shi Que found out that Wei Bai had done some disharmonious things on his bed on the first day, he had explicitly forbidden Wei Bai to approach his bed any more. So he huddled on the sofa and harassed Shi Que with his eyes.

Shi Que has honed a skill called Selective Ignore Sight Attack.

Fortunately, although Wei Bai has a high interest in him, he has not yet reached the level of "Shi Que", and the bed sheet that Shi Que angrily threw away has not been picked up by this fanatic.

"I didn't do anything." Wei Bai replied innocently, "Ayou, your vigilance is too high."

Shi Que sneered, "If you're not tall, you should be molested, pervert."

Wei Bai was noncommittal, and looked away, "Are you going to rest? There is still a while before lunch."

Shi Que replied flatly: "Sleeping is too dangerous, unless you go out."

"..." Wei Bai looked up at the ceiling, as if he didn't understand.

The room suddenly fell silent, Shi Que lay on the bed with his eyes closed, not letting go of his vigilance at all, Wei Bai looked at him with heavy eyes, and after a while, he asked, "Ayou, do you want to go out?"

A few days ago, Xi Yang agreed that Xi Cuo would not investigate Moral's matter anymore, and Xi Cuo let Xi Yang leave the host's house, but because of Wei Bai's reason, Xi Cuo refused Xi Yang's request to take Shi Que away with other reasons. Leaving Shi Que at the Lord's house, he was forced to suffer face to face with Wei Bai every day.

Shi Que's favor towards Xi Cuo dropped to zero in the past few days, no doubt it was all thanks to Wei Bai.

Wei Bai stood up, and Shi Que sat up immediately, his entire body guarded against Wei Bai's next move.Wei Bai walked up to Shi Que expressionlessly, stared at him for a while, and spoke slowly.

"I'll take you to meet someone." Wei Bai finally couldn't bear it and showed a very disgusted expression, "You sing so badly, I haven't eaten well these days, look, dark circles have come out under my eyes."

Shi Que: "..."

"The banquet doesn't start until seven o'clock tonight, so there's barely enough time for him to give you a lesson!" Wei Bai put one hand on the bed, approaching Shi Que, "Are you going?"

Shi Que went down from the other side of the bed without making a sound.

He really can no longer wait for the approaching concert at a level that is beyond the reach of ordinary people. He still has no ability to find a strict-spoken person to solve this problem. Wei Bai proposed this matter on his own initiative. It has to be a good thing for him.

Wei Bai drove very fast, and left the mountain of the master's house with Shi Que in less than an hour.Shi Que sat on the back seat and watched the scenery for a while, then closed his eyes, and prepared to take advantage of this time to sleep for a while—not to mention that Wei Bai was so disturbed by his singing that he couldn't sleep at night. The reason is not sleeping well every night.

Shi Que fell into a drowsy sleep, and Wei Bai answered the phone on the way, and looked in the rearview mirror casually, only to find that the people in the back seat were already fast asleep.

"Well, I see, I will go back on time." He lowered his voice, "...tell them to clean up their hands and feet, don't let me go back and have a chance to clean them up."

After talking in a low voice for a while, Wei Bai put the phone back into his pocket.

He looked at the cars passing him one after another in front of him, and spat, "I haven't been driving so slowly for so many years..."

After getting off the expressway, Wei Bai pursed his lips expressionlessly. The person in the back seat was still asleep, and his expression was so relaxed that one couldn't help but want to touch it.

"..."

Sensing the car stopped, Shi Que rubbed his eyes just after waking up from sleep, and when he opened his eyes, a hand with distinct bones broke into his sight.

After a few seconds of silence, Shi Que calmly pushed away the hand in front of him, "Fortunately, I woke up."

Wei Bai sighed: "..."

"You slept so deeply." Wei Bai got out of the car resentfully, "My dark circles are still hanging on my face."

Shi Quepi smiled, "It would be strange if your dark circles hang on other people's faces."

Wei Bai pouted, "This joke is not funny at all."

He closed the car door and walked upstairs, Shi Que followed behind him, looking around in a good mood.

After climbing four floors, Wei Bai looked back at Shi Que and said, "You can come here to find this guy to teach you how to sing whenever you have time. He rarely goes out."

"Ah."

Wei Bai approached Shi Que, licking his lips, "Is there any reward for me?"

Shi Que expressionlessly strangled the emotion that just appeared in his heart, turned his head to look at the empty corridors around him, turned around, raised his hand, "It's only five seconds."

Wei Bai pouted in frustration, "You have starved me for five days."

"Who told you to masturbate on my bed!" Shi Que said angrily, stretching his collar a little wider, "Here - I really don't understand why you are addicted to this kind of thing."

Wei Bai ignored Shi Que, put his hand directly into Shi Que's collar, and stroked the scar. His eyes seemed to be lit up instantly, staring straight at the scar covered by the clothes. There is no deviation from the place where you live.

His gaze is always too naked, so straightforward that Shi Que dare not look directly at it.

"Time is up."

"No!" Wei Bai screamed.

Then the door on one side was pushed open, and the person standing at the door stared blankly at Wei Bai whose hands were still ambiguously in Shi Que's clothes, and after a long time, he slowly took a step back.

Shi Que decisively pushed Wei Bai away.

After staggering a few steps, Wei Bai pouted, "Xiaoyi, your timing is really accurate."

The young man named Xiaoyi lowered his face redly, "Sorry! I just heard a sound at the door—I'm so sorry!"

Wei Bai shrugged and pointed at Shi Que, "If you are willing to teach him to sing well, I will forgive you, how about it?"

"No problem!" Xiao Yi replied without thinking.

Wei Bai put his arms around Shi Que's shoulders with a smile, ignored Shi Que's hand pushing him, and entered the door firmly with his arms around Shi Que.Xiao Yi, who obviously misunderstood the relationship between the two, went to the kitchen with a blushing face, brought out two cups of tea, and carefully placed them on the coffee table.

"Drink tea, please." Xiaoyi raised his eyes, and looked at Shi Que who took off his sunglasses, and the doubts in his eyes were quickly covered up, "Mr. You?"

Shi Que nodded, Wei Bai rubbed the back of his hand that was pinched red by Shi Que, and leaned on the sofa, "Xiaoyi, the fact that Ayou can't sing must be kept a secret."

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes, "I know."

Wei Bai stood up, "Then I'll go to my room and take a nap, don't call me for lunch."

He stretched himself, and went into the bedroom without looking back.

Xiao Yi smiled at Shi Que, "Hi, Mr. You, my name is Mu Weiwei, you can call me Xiao Yi along with Abai." He pointed to the clock on the wall, "Let's have lunch before we start practicing. May I?"

Shi Que thought for a while, "I have no objection."

Xiao Yi stood up, "Alright, Mr. Shi, please wait for a while, I'll go and bring out the food."

Shi Que responded, he watched Mu Weiwei enter the kitchen, and began to think about the relationship between Wei Bai and Mu Weiwei.

He doesn't know what Wei Bai's identity is. He only knows that he will cooperate with Wei Bai in the work at the beginning of the year.The identity of Mu Weiwei who Wei Bai came to teach him to sing must not be simple, but Wei Bai said that Mu Weiwei seldom goes out and can come to him at any time.

Wei Bai is very likely to be from Moral, and Mu Weiwei may also have a relationship with that organization.

Maybe, in the following time, he can not only extract information about Moral from Wei Bai, but also occasionally get information from Mu Weiyi.

"Mr. You, do you want to call Abai out for dinner?" Mu Weiwei came out with the dishes.

Shi Que quickly withdrew his gaze from staring at the door, "No."

"Hey, Ah Bai has a bad stomach, so I don't dare to take care of him." Mu Weiyi thought for a while and laughed, "If Mr. You is willing, let's take care of Ah Bai."

Thinking of Wei Bai's seldom appearing at the dinner table when he was at Xi's house, Shi Que nodded, "I'll try my best."

Mu Weiwei smiled gratefully and said nothing.

After eating, Mu Weiyi took Shi Que into another room.

Although Mu Weiyi seems to be a very simple person, except for the confusion when he knew Yu Mo's identity at the beginning, he didn't show any surprise when he was teaching Shi Que to sing.

It's as if Shi Que is just an ordinary person who just started learning to sing and knows nothing.

He can hide his emotions very deeply, it seems that Wei Bai asked Mu Weiwei to teach him after some consideration.

"Hello." At three o'clock, Wei Bai rubbed his eyes and opened the door, "It's time to go back."

Shi Que was silent for a while, then stood up, Wei Bai glanced at Mu Weiyi, found that his face was a little pale, and immediately laughed, "Xiao Yi, I'm sorry for you."

Wei Bai blocked Shi Que's words, and Mu Weiwei smiled, "It's nothing, just make progress."

"..." Shi Que had the urge to hide his face and run away.

Wei Bai hugged Shi Que's shoulder with a half-smile. "gone back."

Shi Que gave Wei Bai a punch with a blank face, turned his head and said "goodbye" to Mu Weiyi, and then went out quickly.

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☆, before leaving ([-])

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Wei Bai said suddenly.

Shi Que looked out of the car window and said nothing. Wei Bai said that he could go to Mu Weiwei to learn singing at will, so except that he couldn't get the moral news out of Wei Bai's mouth before meeting Wei Bai again, he could have a good time. A leisurely and unmolested life.

Wei Bai glanced at the rearview mirror, and said a little unhappy, "Although I know you really don't want to see me, but I'm here now, can you put away that happy expression on your face?"

Being exposed by Wei Bai, Shi Que simply raised his eyebrows, and the curvature of the corners of his lips became more and more obvious.

Wei Bai ground his teeth, "You really provoke my temper."

"To each other." Shi Que knocked on the car window, "We've arrived, open the door."

Wei Bai turned his head, looked at Shi Que with heavy eyes, and didn't know what was going on in his mind. After a while, he snorted softly, raised his chin slightly, "Come and kiss me."

Shi Que pushed the door of the car, but didn't open it, Wei Bai in front of the car seat looked so smug, as if he wouldn't get out of the car unless he kissed him, Shi Que was speechless for a while.

"Open the door." Shi Que clenched his fist and knocked on the car window again, "Or do you want to watch me break the car window?"

Wei Bai's eyes became more and more gloomy, he whistled, stretched out a hand to hold Shi Que's chin, and lightly brushed his thumb over it, feeling dissatisfied