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Yang Changxin's smiling face was stiff, and he tried to pull the corners of his mouth several times but failed.

At this moment, Zhao Wenxiao said to Liang Baiyu, "I'll go to the kitchen to look at the soup." At the end, he rubbed his hair intimately, "Finish the meal, don't let it stay."

Zhao Wenxiao opened the door of the main room, and a gust of cold wind rushed in with crushed snow.

"Ah--" Liang Baiyu sneezed.

Zhao Wenxiao quickly closed the door and went out.

The light bulbs in the main room are new, and the light is very bright. Among the three people, one is sitting, one is standing, and the other is squatting.

Yang Changxin relaxed a lot. Now that Zhao Wenxiao was gone, Liang Baiyu was alone.He is different, he has associates.

Moreover, Zhao Wenxiao specially provided him with the opportunity, so he won't be back for a while.

Thinking of this, Yang Changxin observed the mad dog secretly, and found that he was still staring at Liang Baiyu, aboveboard, without any cover.

Yang Changxin held back his excited and cramped heart, and once again talked to Liang Baiyu. He directly pretended that he didn't hear what the other party said, and continued at his own pace.

"Baiyu, you don't wear much." Yang Changxin said kindly, "Wen Xiao never asked you to wear more."

Liang Baiyu leaned back in the chair, playing with a strand of hair with her fingers.

Yang Changxin didn't get a response, so he moved two steps closer, sat unsteadily on top of Zhao Wenxiao's seat, and looked at Liang Baiyu's side profile where he couldn't find a single flaw.

This is Liang Baiyu from Zhao Wenxiao's perspective.

It can make people look at the year at a glance.

Yang Changxin's gaze landed on Liang Baiyu's charming drooping eyelids, and then moved down, sizing up his beautiful and full facial features.

A Beta, why is there such a condition.

He then thought about it, those with such conditions actually differentiated into a Beta.

How nice it is for him.

Yang Changxin glanced at Liang Baiyu's waist and legs, and he was sure that the rumors of the villagers were not true, and Liang Baiyu was definitely not in the ordinary MB business before returning to the village.

Liang Baiyu was raised as a pet by a rich man.

Rich people have so many hobbies, who knows what kind of pet Liang Baiyu is.

To be able to raise such an impeccable body.

Yang Changxin put his hands under the table, put his fingers into his sleeves, and touched his bumpy forearm. His injury had nothing to do with Liang Baiyu, but at this moment, he felt jealous.

Why does he have such a scarce inductive omega, but he has a worse life than Liang Baiyu.

Liang Baiyu now has Zhao Wenxiao in pain.

There was obviously no sleep between them.Since Zhao Wenxiao chose him, it is impossible to think that Beta's body is dry and uninterested, and he is just reluctant to force him.

As for me, there is only one mad dog who kills without batting an eye!

Yang Changxin said softly: "I really didn't expect you to come back one day. Baiyu, do you really miss me at all?"

Liang Baiyu looked up at Fang Liang's head and suddenly turned towards him.

Their eyes met.

Yang Changxin held his breath, the facial muscles were a little ugly because of the sudden solidification.

"Yeah, I don't think of you at all." Liang Baiyu smiled, her pretty chin slightly raised.

Yang Changxin also smiled, and sighed, "It's true that many years have passed."

Liang Baiyu continued to face the beam.

"You haven't changed much. You were very white when you were young." Yang Changxin just uttered the last word, Liang Baiyu looked at him, his eyes seemed to hide the deep mountains in the middle of the night, deep and cold, he opened his eyes uncomfortably. voice, "what?"

Liang Baiyu muttered, "Mr. Zhao said that I used to be dark."

Yang Changxin's back was covered with cold sweat, and he scratched his face in embarrassment: "That may be because I remembered it wrong."

"Oh..." Liang Baiyu asked casually, without continuing the topic.

Yang Changxin swallowed, and then looked at Liang Baiyu's profile under the light.

In order to let him grow up safely and to let him play with other people, Liang Baiyu's parents smeared a kind of herbal medicine on his face. In fact, he was too white and delicate when he was young, as if he would be killed by someone at any time. Stolen doll.

He knew this secret, and so did Zhao Wenxiao.

Zhao Wenxiao said that Liang Baiyuhei was testing him, but he didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

"Bai Yu, have you been to the mountains since you came back?" Yang Changxin asked.

"I served it." Liang Baiyu picked up the chopsticks and ate a mouthful of the cold dish. There was too much lard, and his stomach felt sick.

"Then did you go to the deep mountains?" Yang Changxin didn't let go of Liang Baiyu's slight change of expression.After Liang Baiyu was bullied by him and Zhao Wenxiao, she never went into the mountain again. Once she got to the foot of the mountain, she cried and screamed in fear.

"Huh?" Liang Baiyu looked at him with a lazy smile, with a natural provocative charm.

Yang Changxin was dumbfounded.

The next moment, he was pulled up by a violent force and pressed down on the concrete floor, his chest hit the bench and ran under the table.

Aren't they all attracted to Liang Baiyu? Why are they still mad at him? !

Yang Changxin screamed loudly and begged Alpha not to torture him here, and couldn't help but cater to him after a few seconds.

The pheromones in the air are noisy and sticky.

When Yang Changxin was a bitch, Liang Baiyu rested his chin on one hand and just looked at him like that.

The chaos in the main room ended when Zhao Wenxiao came back with soup.

The Alpha pulled out the cigarette butt from his mouth, and pressed it on the back of Yang Changxin's dying neck.

Although he didn't touch his glands, he was still incontinent, shaking with tears all over his face under the stimulation of Juda.

"What are you doing..." Zhao Wenxiao avoided the dirty ground and put the soup on the table, calling out to the motionless young man, "Baiyu?"

Liang Baiyu seemed overly frightened, and only now realized: "Huh?"

"Forget it, you go upstairs, I'll put the soup up later." Zhao Wenxiao pulled him up.

"Should I be sent to the clinic?" Liang Baiyu pointed to Yang Changxin who was hanging on the bench like rotten meat, he hesitated to speak, his eyes were full of sincere worry, and there was also a little bit of self-blame for not stopping in time .

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it." Zhao Wenxiao stroked his slender and soft waist twice, patted him, pulled him over, and pushed him towards the stairs.

The sound of footsteps going upstairs disappeared, so Zhao Wenxiao went to look at Yang Changxin: "Have we talked?"

He didn't ask what happened to him at all, and didn't mean to reach out to touch him.

Yang Changxin couldn't get up, so he simply stopped: "He really forgot, selective amnesia, avoiding the part that he didn't want to face."

Zhao Wenxiao said, "Don't come to see him again until you leave the village."

Yang Changxin chuckled twice in his heart, because he was afraid that Liang Baiyu would remember something if he had seen too much and said something he shouldn't have said.

"Okay." Yang Changxin agreed without saying a word, "I promise this is the last time I will appear in front of him."

"Besides, you have to take good care of him and don't let him go to my house to see my dad." Yang Changxin said, "My dad is really not close to him, there is no need to have any contact."

Zhao Wenxiao put a spoonful of soup into the young man's bowl, and poured it on top of the rice he hadn't finished eating.

After that, he picked up the bowl and ate it without any disgust.

Chinese New Year tomorrow.

Liang Baiyu will leave this village with him the day after tomorrow.

Only one day left.

"You are good to him. Are you afraid that one day he will suddenly regain his memory and stab you?"

When Yang Changxin on the ground said this, Zhao Wenxiao didn't change his face: "This has nothing to do with you, so don't worry about it."

"Could it be that what you're thinking is that even if he remembers everything in the future, he can forgive you based on his feelings for you?" Yang Changxin said, "But I think he just has a pair of affectionate eyes, and he can't even look at chicken shit." Affectionate."

"bang"

The bench was kicked away vigorously.

Yang Changxin had no place to lean on, so he fell straight down, his teeth hit his mouth, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even cry out.He didn't mind shutting up and being eccentric about cooperation, not because he was envious of the lovers, but because he thought fate was really funny.

Did Liang Baiyu know that the person next to him had peed all over his face?

In the room on the second floor, Liang Baiyu was standing in front of the window, clutching an old watch in his hand, his palms turned red.

"Tsk."

Liang Baiyu put the watch into the pocket of his trousers, and he took out the medicine bottle from the other pocket.

The last bottle of medicine.

He slowly unscrewed the bottle cap and poured out two pills.

"Why is it still snowing?" Liang Baiyu murmured, "I don't know if it will be sunny tomorrow."

"Let's go with fate, let's go with fate, if there is sun, let it go, if not, forget it."

Liang Baiyu brought two pills to his lips, he paused, put one back into the medicine bottle, and took only one.

"It's so bitter." Liang Baiyu frowned, swallowed the medicine he had crushed and the smell of blood, and leaned on the window to look into the distance.

In the distance is a mountain peak shrouded in the night.

The world in front of him was shaking, Liang Baiyu panted, he leaned on the window sill and slowly sat down on the ground, closed his eyes and leaned his back against the wall, the rosy color on his lips quickly faded.

In the mountains, Chen Suone was boiling water in the kitchen when his right eye jumped suddenly. He looked at the fire in the pot hole, and after a minute or two he took the tongs to knock out the firewood, stood up hastily and walked out.

The snowflakes are floating, and there is a kind of peaceful beauty under the night.

But Chen Song only had uncontrollable anxiety.

There was too much snow this winter, it buried the whole mountain, and he was tired of seeing when the snow would melt, and he had never hated white so much.

Chen Song went to the back room to get a flashlight. He pressed the button and found that the battery was out, so he went to his father's room to get another one.

Chen Fugui hadn't slept yet, he drooped his eyelids, looking through the gap, looking terribly haggard, as if Yuanyang's son had been sucked dry by a monster: "Going down the mountain again?"

When he asked this question, Chen Fugui already had the answer, and it was useless to ask.

"Didn't you just go down the mountain yesterday?" Chen Fugui was already exhausted and angry, and his speech was very weak. He didn't want to mention the child of the Liang family, and he didn't even want to mention the surname Liang.

Chen Suone was looking for the flashlight in the drawer. He met Yang Lingling on the way down the mountain yesterday. He learned about Widow Zhou and Yang Dayong. She brings that person.

He didn't close his eyes last night. He went down the mountain this morning and asked a villager, and he learned that nothing happened.

It's almost thirty.

He just hoped that that person would be well, eat the New Year's Eve dinner, welcome the new year, welcome the spring, and wait for this mountain to be full of azaleas.

Now Chen Suone's eyelids were twitching non-stop. He walked to the bedside, his gray and sunken cheeks were covered by shadows, and his bloodshot eyes were dull: "Dad, where did you hide your flashlight?"

Chen Fugui said: "It's snowing outside, and the snow in the mountains has reached the kneecaps. If you want to go down the mountain, you can go tomorrow. What are you going to do at night?" As soon as he uttered the words, his son pushed him into the bed and washed him until he was old. The floral pillow is turned up to reveal a red flashlight underneath.

"I'll be back soon." Chen Song put the flashlight in his pocket, turned around and left.

Just as he was walking to the door, there was a "bang" sound behind him. He turned around and saw his dad fall off the bed.

Chen Suone rubbed his face vigorously and strode back.