The Return of The Lord God

by Usui Takumii

not mine, wattpad, by alrightnevermind, and knoxt. Beware Bl. Total:317 cps.

6. 28 to 35

Arc 2.11 [Chapter 28]

Bai Lixin locked himself in his room after returning to the Qu Mansion and did not come out for two consecutive days.

He slammed the door shut from the inside, and no one had the chance to enter this room except for the servants who delivered meals on a daily basis.

Angel Qu Yasong frowned, seeing the information his subordinates had investigated and slammed it onto the table.

At first, because of respect for the teenager, he never thought of investigating him for anything, but after the cast was removed, the two souls deliberated for a long time, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that the reason for the boy's fall was not that simple.

His story was very inconsistent. If, as the boy said, it was he who had a momentary trance and lost concentration and fell, then he would have had such trances these days, but he did not.

And how could he go into a trance when he was not sick or injured or was he in a trance on that one day alone?

After the investigation results were sent to them, the angel and the demon Qu Yasong did not fight over the use of the body in a rare moment, but let angel Qu Yasong be in control and the two shared their consciousness to read the information.

The two souls had only skimmed through the information, but their hearts were already filled with resentment.

It turned out that the boy had been pushed down by Zhao Yunhai because he had discovered their adulterous affair, and that he then lost this part of his memory, probably because he had been deeply shocked and suffered selective temporary amnesia.

Heh, the villain is more of a monster.

In order to protect Su Ruo, Zhao Yunhai actually pushed Su Qing off the first floor without mercy!

"This pair of dog men!"

Angel Qu Yasong narrowed his eyes and mentally lambasted these two men over and over again.

"How dare they treat the baby we hold in the palm of our hands like that?"

"Who gave them the courage and guts?!"

Demon Qu Yasong let out a stifled laugh: "You boast that you do not like to kill and that you look at all living things with compassion from a high pedestal all day long. Why can't you think that today too? "

Angel Qu Yasong sneered: "In this world, there are some people who do not deserve pity and kindness."

Demon Qu Yasong agreed: "You are finally right this time."

Without realizing it, the two souls were having fewer conflicts, communicating more, and occasionally, even their consciousnesses could be shared in increasing harmony.

Angel Qu Yasong was silent for a moment before saying: "Zhao Yunhai is a playboy. I once thought that Su Ruo was coerced into having sex with him, but now I am afraid that this is not the case. Zhao Yunhai likes Su Ruo, but he is using our baby as a substitute. How dare he? "

"I had thought of letting Su Qing slowly accept that Zhao Yunhai is a scumbag, so as to give Su Ruo face."

"But now, with such a brother, it is better not to have one. Since he could unceremoniously leave Su Qing by himself in the city, it shows that he doesn't care about the boy at all. "

"Such a discounted brother will just add to the heartbreak if he is kept around. It's better for Su Qing to just end the relationship with them and stay away from them. "

Demon Qu Yasong agreed: "I think it's time to give him a good dose of medicine. It's better to give him a short-term pain than a long one."

The two souls discussed the matter, and angel Qu Yasong turned on the monitor to see what the teenager was doing. The LCD screen slowly lit up, and none of the seven screens showed the teenager.

Demon Qu Yasong let out a "huh" and asked: " Is he in the shower? The last time he disappeared was when he had been in the shower. " Angel

Qu Yasong nodded, changed to another hidden camera, and couldn't help but praise demon Qu Yasong's actions.

Last time, when he couldn't find the boy, demon Qu Yasong secretly installed a hidden camera in the bathroom while he was at school, under the pretext of protecting him on all fronts. But behind the scenes, he had been peeking at him, which the angel Qu Yasong greatly disapproved of.

But today, the camera finally came in handy. The teenager was so devastated that they really didn't know if he would do anything to hurt himself.

The screen went black, then lit up, and the camera switched to the bathroom, only this time he was disappointed because the bathroom was clean and tidy, empty, with no sign of the teenager.

Unable to sit still, Qu Yasong stood up, turned on his pager, and called out to the butler and the attendants, "Who saw Su Qing just now? Find him! "

The butler and attendants said they hadn't seen Young Master Su and hurriedly started looking for him.

Angel Qu Yasong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot when suddenly he remembered a place. With giant strides, Qu Yasong sprinted towards the studio room!

When he opened the door, he saw the young man in a white shirt sitting steadily in front of a drawing board with a cane at his feet. Su Qing was calmly looking at the drawing paper, his hand slowly sketching something unhurriedly.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the teenager turned his head and looked at Qu Yasong with clear, bottomless eyes. Surprise flashed in his eyes, "It's you. You startled me!"

Qu Yasong pursed his lips tightly and walked boldly in front of the boy, embracing him into his arms in one motion. He didn't say anything, only hugged the teenager tightly as if he was embracing a supreme treasure.

"What's wrong? You seem a little scared," Bai Lixin said as he wrapped his arms around Qu Yasong's waist, resting his head on his shoulder and rubbing it.

Angel Qu Yasong's arms around the teenager tightened again, "I couldn't find you just now and was afraid that you would suddenly disappear too."

When he was ten years old, his mother and friends all died on the same day, killed by an enemy assassin right in front of him. No matter how loudly he screamed and cried for mercy, his friends died one by one in front of him.

The more he cried, the more excited the assassin became, looking at his young self with the same eyes as if looking at an ant, even dismembering his friends in order to stimulate his screams.

The assassin did this just to watch his terrified, grief-stricken face and enjoy his pleas for mercy. There was nothing teenager Qu Yasong could do but watch from his cage as his friends left one by one, along with his mother.

The man killed all but left him alone, and just as the man was about to finish him off, his father appeared just in time to save him.

The killer was a veteran and fled the moment his father's men appeared, saying with a smile, "I will come back for you."

Qu Yasong knew that he would do what he said he would do. When the demon emerged later, he searched for the psychopathic killer but found nothing. He disappeared from the world as if he had vanished.

But he knew that he was not dead, but just hiding, and as long as he did not see him die with his own eyes, he would not be able to rest for a moment, and his soul would not be redeemed.

The screams of his friends and the despair of his mother woke him from the dead of night every time. So he armed himself with indifference for so many years, unwilling to make friends for fear that the psychopathic killer would suddenly appear and yank his friend off, resurrecting the demons of his day; he couldn't risk putting his friends in danger again because of him, and he was even more afraid of losing the one he loved again.

But after so many years of indifference, he was vulnerable in front of the teenager. When faced with the teenager, he could not help but fall to the ground, to the bottom, with no room to turn back.

Qu Yasong hugged his beloved and gave a bitter smile of helplessness. Only then did he slowly let go of the boy, holding his shoulders with both hands and turning his face up, "Why did you come to the studio room by yourself?"

Bai Lixin's cat-like eyes blinked as he pointed to the drawing board and said, "I was painting. You're right, painting can really calm one's mood. I locked myself in my bedroom for two days and nights. Instead of having peace in my mind, I became more and more restless, so I simply came here. "

Qu Yasong followed Bai Lixin's hand and looked at the drawing board. The young man did not paint a figure this time, but a crane.

Its head was held high, one foot on the ground, the other curled up on one side, its wings stretched out nobly and confidently as if it was about to spread its wings and soar.

Qu Yasong looked closely at the bent paw of the crane and noticed with the care that it was slightly deformed, a true reflection of the teenager.

Bai Lixin gave a hard laugh and said, "People say that looks are born from the heart, and the painting seems to be the same. I was sitting here, my head was blank. I wanted to draw something, but I didn't know what to draw. I just let my head go blank, and as I drew, I drew this."

"Do you think I subconsciously knew that my leg would look like this? Why else would I have thought of highlighting the feet when I drew the ballet dancer a month ago? "

Qu Yasong was at a loss for words, not knowing how to comfort the youth.

"Ahhhhh!" Bai Lixin suddenly shouted and stomped his foot, "No, I can't go on being so decadent! Let's go, accompany me to the bar! "

Qu Yasong: "Huh?!"

Bai Lixin stood up, pulled Qu Yasong, and limped out, turning back as he walked, "During the war of resistance, General Xu Huang was wounded and became crippled in land warfare. But he later became a pilot and served as the captain of the 7th Air War Pioneer Team, earning top marks, and later becoming the commander of the flying unit. I am much better than he was. He was shot in the leg, I just fell and was wounded. He could still do that. Why can't I? "

Qu Yasong followed Bai Lixin's footsteps step by step. When the young man said what he just said, his whole expression glowed as he spoke of what he had just said, confident, dashing, and captivating.

Bai Lixin walked down the steps and became cautious. Although the limp was a nuisance, it was a real defect, so he had to be careful.

Seeing this, Qu Yasong picked Bai Lixin up by the waist and walked him to the shoe rack before putting him down, "Are you taking me to a bar?"

Bai Lixin sat down and put on his shoes while looking down, "Yes, I'll take you to a bar to see what it's like. I'm sure you've never seen me dance before. I'll show you how I dance tonight. "

Qu Yasong raised his eyebrows and said nothing more, but also followed Bai Lixin's example and sat down to put on his shoes.

When Bai Lixin saw Qu Yasong's small gesture, his heart warmed. Qu Yasong was not a man of many words, but his concern was unmistakable.

He could have stood while putting on his shoes, but he sat down to take care of his own feelings.

Bai Lixin's heart felt like honey, and he could not help the smile on his face.

Qu Yasong observed the young man from the corner of his eyes but saw a big smile on the latter's face. He felt as if despair and sadness could not touch the young man's body at all.

The young man was like a golden sunflower, ever so vibrant.

Arc 2.12 [Chapter 29]

Qu Yasong stopped his car and followed Bai Lixin into the bar. The moment he pushed open the door, the noisy and chaotic music hit his eardrums. Angel Qu Yasong frowned, and demon Qu Yasong spoke at the right time: "This occasion is most suitable for this old man, let's change over quickly!"

Angel Qu Yasong hesitated, he would see Su Qing dance for the first time today, how could he back out because of this music.

He gritted his teeth and shook his head: "No, you get some rest."

Demon Qu Yasong was furious: "Damn, I've been resting for days. Give me control, I want to see baby dance."

Angel Qu Yasong rubbed his forehead and suppressed demon Qu Yasong's angry roar: "No."

After saying this, he suddenly felt a jolt in his head and his consciousness detached from his physical body.

Demon Qu Yasong pulled angel Qu Yasong and stomped on him, saying: "You've been painting with baby, this time, it's my turn to dance with him."

Demon Qu Yasong took control of the body and snorted coldly before he ripped open the meticulously fastened buttons, and pulled the sleeves of the white shirt up to his elbows, exuding a seductive yet intimidating smell.

The man who was previously the flower of the high mountains turned into a dark emperor in an instant.

Bai Lixin glanced back and smiled slightly, it seemed that Qu Yasong had been refined again.

He casually tossed his hair back to reveal a smooth forehead. Then he turned around and took Qu Yasong's hand, "There are many people here, don't get lost."

Bai Lixin had just changed into a white T-shirt with a pair of jeans underneath, and now, after tossing his hair up messily, he changed from the usual sunny and docile appearance and suddenly became unrestrained.

Su Qing was a regular at this bar and often dance here, so naturally, he is known to many people.

People greeted him at first, but they all showed complicated expressions after seeing his limping leg

Some showed a look of pity, others a look of regret, and still some looked at Bailihin with a gloating look.

Bai Lixin ignored them all and pulled Qu Yasong through the crowd freely, reaching the bar in no time.

The bartender had long seen Bai Lixin being watched by the crowd. Su Qing was quite close to him, and when he saw him limping and leading a man over, he took the initiative to welcome him, "Xiao Qing, who is this handsome man? Why don't you introduce him?"

Bai Lixin smiled, "Two Bloody Marys. This is my friend, Qu Yasong."

The bartender was about to make the drinks when he was suddenly interrupted by Qu Yasong, "A glass of milk, and one Bloody Mary, the milk is for him." Qu Yasong pointed at Bai Lixin.

Bai Lixin smiled awkwardly and pinched Qu Yasong's arm, "Don't listen to him, we'll have two Bloody Marys."

The bartender was knowledgable, he looked at Bai Lixin and then at Qu Yasong and smiled. He quickly mixed a Bloody Mary and poured a glass of hot milk and brought it to the two men.

When Bai Lixin saw the milk brought to him, he pursed his lips, snorted coldly, and lowered his head to stifle his drink.

Seeing this, Qu Yasong reached out and rubbed Bai Lixin's head naturally, "You've just become an adult and still growing up, drink milk for calcium."

Seeing the interaction between the two, the bartender snorted out a laugh, which was met with an eye slash from Bai Lixin.

After taking a couple of sips of milk and seeing that the pole-dancing area in the middle of the dance floor was vacant, Bai Lixin got up and talked to the sound engineer before limping up to the stage.

The people on the dance floor were dancing vigorously to the crazy DJ, but now that the music had come to a screeching halt, they all stopped and looked at the sound engineer with displeasure.

The Dj smiled and pointed to the pole above the stage, and the crowd saw a young boy limping onto the stage.

The dance floor quickly became excited as if they had seen something rare, with people whistling, screaming, and laughing.

Qu Yasong, sitting at the bar, frowned as he saw the behavior of the people on the dance floor and got up. The bartender at his side pulled him back, "Wait, just sit and watch, trust Xiao Qing."

Qu Yasong hesitated for a moment and sat down after receiving a confident smile from Bai Lixin.

The bartender rubbed his chin and looked at Qu Yasong, secretly giving him a stab in his heart: "loyal dog!"

Bai Lixin stood by the pole, relaxed and elegant in his movements. He made a hand salute and said aloud, "I have been at this bar for two years and tonight will be my last performance. The pole dance, Satan's Wrath, is dedicated to you all, thank you."

Having said this, he nodded to the sound engineer, who complied and began to play Satan's Wrath.

Satan is the name given to the incandescent angel in heaven after he rebelled against the heavens and fell into the demonic realm, and the music throughout was rousing and exciting, filled with Satan's dissatisfaction with the heavens and his quest for lust. He has shed the ridiculous name of the Seraph, and became the king of the demon world, enjoying his desires and pursuing himself.

As the music begins, Bai Lixin rests his legs on the steel pole, his arms stretch and his body writhes with abandon as the music progresses.

As the music builds to a crescendo, he rises up on the pole with his hands on the steel pole, bringing out his most beautiful side as he dances leisurely in the air. His postures were unrestrained and dashing, and his movements sexy.

Many men dancing on a pole always have some softness in them, but when Bai Lixin dances, he is full of strength, his athletic and perfect body looking powerful, seductive, but not feminine.

Bai Lixin was like a luminous body, which firmly attracted everyone's attention. They were so intoxicated by his difficult dance moves that they forgot he was a cripple. They squealed, waved their arms, twirled wildly to Bai Lixin's rhythm, and danced with excitement.

Qu Yasong's eyes were unblinking as he watched the young man dancing on stage, his heart pounding in his throat.

Normally, the young man was a lively leopard, and when he was painting, he looked like an elf, but now when he was dancing, he was like a demon in the night, charming, seductive, and making people unable to look away.

When the dance was over, Bai Lixin got off the pole, shaking off the beads of sweat on his head and panting heavily. People clapped and applauded excitedly, shouting over and over again, "Su Qing, stay." "Su Qing, stay."

Bai Lixin only smiled lightly before he was embraced by someone.

The familiar scent came through his nose and reached his lungs, and Bai Lixin arched into Qu Yasong's arms, allowing him to take him off the stage.

Seeing Bai Lixin coming over, the bartender pushed a glass of plain water over and smiled, "Little Qing, your stamina is not as strong as it used to be."

Bai Lixin laughed and pointed to his leg, "I've been nursing my injury for over a month, and my stamina turned to mush."

Qu Yasong looked sideways at Bai Lixin, his hair beaten into wisps from sweat, and sweat went along the corners of his forehead, trailing down his cheeks and cutting into his shirt looking as sexy as hell.

He swallowed, unable to suppress his beating heart any longer. He held Bai Lixin's shoulders and pinned the boy to him, lowering his head to take Bai Lixin's still talking mouth.

As soon as his tongue poked into Bai Lixin's mouth, Qu Yasong sighed in pleasure and could no longer suppress himself, licking the edges of his mouth with abandon.

Bai Lixin froze for a second and then came to his senses. In a trance, he followed his instincts and wrapped his arms around Qu Yasong and kissed him passionately.

The people around them whistled at the sight, but this was a common occurrence in a bar, and after a while, they went their separate ways.

Bai Lixin then pushed Qu Yasong away reluctantly and wiped his lips with the back of his hand, pursing his lips and turning his face away.

Qu Yasong was so aroused by the kiss that even his lower abdomen swelled with excitement, but he woke up when he suddenly pushed away. He frowned and said, "I'm sorry, you were so beautiful just now, I couldn't help myself."

Bai Lixin smiled down where Qu Yasong couldn't see, before looking up and saying, "It's okay, it's your first time in a bar, so it's understandable that you were affected by the surroundings. Aren't foreign countries very open, they have kissing greetings too, let's pretend this is a foreign country, hahaha."

Qu Yasong's face sank.

Fuck environmental influences, fuck foreign countries!

The bartender looked at the strange atmosphere between the two and reached out a hand as he called Bai Lixin, "Xiao Qing, come here for a moment."

Bai Lixin glanced at Qu Yasong and followed the bartender to the corner. Qu Yasong tilted his head and poured a mouthful of wine, his face unchanged but his ears perked up.

In the corner, the bartender lowered his voice: "You finally dumped that Zhao scumbag? This one is very good, handsome has an aura, and is also so concerned about you. Unlike Zhao Yunhai, who saw you being molested and still didn't care!"

Bai Lixin smiled, "You can't say that. I'll flip out. I'm still on good terms with Yunhai. He just recently went to country S to deal with some things. He'll be back in a couple of days."

The bartender raised an eyebrow, "And he is?"

"He's my brother's boyfriend."

"Huh," this time the bartender was more surprised, "Why are you with your brother's boyfriend?"

"Yunhai went to S to take care of business and asked my brother to help out. Since I couldn't help much, I had to stay and help my brother with his classes, so I'm staying with him for now."

The bartender had a "are you stupid" look on his face: "Are you stupid, Su Qing? You let Zhao Yunhai and Su Ruo go out alone?"

Seeing Bai Lixin's puzzled expression, the bartender continued, "Is this Su Ruo's mysterious boyfriend? Hey Xiao Qing, listen to my advice and get this man for yourself. Zhao Yunhai is a worm compared to this guy who is a dragon."

" I knew it from the first moment I saw you two that this man likes you, Look at the way he looks at you, focused, tender and fiery! That's simply the fucking look of a lover, you silly elk! Tell me, do you like him?"

Bai Lixin's heart was sweet. Of course, I know Qu Yasong loves me, I fucking love him too!

Although a smile was blossoming in his heart, Bai Lixin swallowed and said, "I have a little affection for him, but I love Yunhai the most. And he's my brother's boyfriend, I can't steal my brother's man."

"Ah, this is paralyzing, children can't be taught," the bartender rubbed his head in annoyance, "Heh, you're not stealing your brother's man, Zhao Yunhai is a scum bag, your brother is the one stealing your man."

"Do you know how Zhao Yunhai looks at you and how he looks at Su Ruo? He's looking at you like you're a vase, but looks at Su Ruo like he's a treasure! He's using you as a substitute! And you let the two of them go out alone? I think you're being sold and counting their money! Are you stupid? You deserve to be eaten to death by Zhao Yunhai!"

The bartender stomped his feet in anger as he finished this.

He pushed the glass of milk to Bai Lixin and glared at him.

Bai Lixin ignored him and played frantically all night until 3 am when Qu Yasong called the driver to pull back home.

Three or four days passed, and just after Bai Lixin had gradually gotten used to walking with a limp, he received a call that Su Ruo and Zhao Yunhai had returned.

Arc 2.13 [Chapter 30]

Bai Lixin picked up the phone and raised an eyebrow.

It turned out that Zhao Yunhai and Su Ruo had returned the day before, and after returning home, they went straight back to Zhao Yunhai's house. It was only when Su Ruo came home the next day and found the dusty Su house and the missing Su Qing that he thought to call.

Bai Lixin smiled and said into the phone, "Brother, I'm at Chairman Qu's house."

Su Ruo on the other side of the phone froze, and a sudden wave of unease hit him, "Why are you at Chairman Qu's house?"

"Brother, my leg is crippled," Bai Lixin pondered for a long time before whispering, "I will never be able to dance again. Do you know that?"

Su Ruo froze again, his voice trembling with nervousness, having long forgotten his unease: "Really, is that so? The doctor didn't tell me. Are you all right? Don't be sad, I'm your brother and I'll take care of you for the rest of your life. "

Bai Lixin grinned silently on the other end of the phone, "Brother, you are so kind to me. Brother, bring Yun Hai to me. I haven't seen you for two months. I miss you guys. "

Su Ruo nodded, then stammered, "But I don't know how to get to Chairman Qu's house."

Bai Lixin raised his voice and said, "I'll share the location with you. Just follow the navigation. Hurry up, brother, I'm so eager to see you guys."

Su Ruo received the location from his brother, covering his chest with a mixture of apprehension and excitement.

He had actually fallen in love with two people at the same time. He was in love with Qu Yasong, but he couldn't let go of Zhao Yunhai either.

He had gotten together with Zhao Yunhai because of the pleasure he gave him, but the trip to S country had made him fall in love with Zhao Yunhai.

Su Ruo covered his face and recalled the horrible kidnapping he had experienced. Several men in black forcibly took him away and locked him in a dark room. He didn't eat for a few days. Just when he thought he was going to starve to death, Zhao Yunhai appeared in time like a god and saved him.

It was only from that moment that he changed his impression of Zhao Yunhai. He used to think he was a playboy, but when he saw how the man sacrificed everything for him, Su Ruo realized that he had unknowingly fallen in love with Zhao Yunhai.

He also said that if Su Ruo really couldn't let go of Qu Yasong, he would be willing to be the other man if Qu Yasong didn't mind.

At that moment, Su Ruo was touched to the core. A proud and dignified man had abandoned his dignity to be subservient in front of him just to be accepted! So what was he still struggling with?

That night, the two of them went on a three-hundred-round battle and did not go out for three days, officially establishing a private relationship.

But while the two of them had established their relationship, Qu Yasong was still kept in the dark.

Su Ruo's heart trembled again. He loved Qu Yasong very much, and he knew it himself that he could not give up Zhao Yunhai, but he could not give up Qu Yasong either.

Su Ruo lowered his head. His mind kept flashing back to Zhao Yunhai's proposal. If it was possible for the three of them...then wouldn't everyone be happy?2

Su Ruo picked up the phone and called Zhao Yunhai with this thought...+

...

The butler obviously froze when he opened the door. He asked himself, " Eh? Young Master Su? But young master Su is resting upstairs, isn't he? "

Knowing that he had come in a hurry, Su Ruo lowered his head and whispered, "Hello, I'm Su Qing's brother, Su Ruo. My brother asked me to come."

The butler nodded and looked at the man standing beside him, then he remembered the photo Joey had sent at the time.

So that was it!

The butler's heart suddenly understood, smiling kindly: "Then this must be Mr. Su Ruo's partner, right?"

Su Ruo blushed slightly and said sheepishly, "No, you misunderstood. He is Su Qing's boyfriend. It was Su Qing who called us to come."

The butler was stunned. He looked at Su Ruo and then at Zhao Yunhai, and all at once, he understood.

He had previously thought that the person in the photo was Su Qing and that Su Qing was cheating on the young master behind his back. But after meeting Su Ruo, he realized that the young master Su had an identical twin brother.

Heh, the world is really big and full of strange things.

It turned out that the innocent person in this whole affair was none other than the person he had previously thought was the most guilty: Young Master Su.

"Since you are Young Master Su's friend, please come in," he said as he smiled more amiably and sidestepped slightly.

The butler welcomed the two in and brought them into the living room, gestured to the sofa, and smiled, "Please sit down. Master Sally is taking Young Master Su's measurements. He will be ready in a moment. "

"The stew is still in the cooker, so I shouldn't overcook it. I'm sorry, but I have some work to do here, so please make yourselves comfortable. "

Without looking back, he left with a light step.

Su Ruo and Zhao Yunhai looked at each other, and after a long time, Su Ruo said, "The master Sally that the butler mentioned could not be the international fashion design master, Ms. Sally Caro, right?"

Zhao Yunhai nodded, "It shouldn't be too far off."

He looked around at the décor of the building and a slight flash of jealousy passed through his heart.

Originally, he had thought that Qu Yasong was just a university president, a scholar who had made a name for himself in the international arena in his early years, with little financial resources or real ability.

But when he saw this mansion, he realized that he was very wrong.

The architectural style of this mansion is the work of the master architect of the country of S, Kennedy Garr, which appears to be simple and unpretentious, but in fact, contains a mystery.

Kennedy Garr is a national powerhouse, and one of the world's treasures. There are not many buildings by his hand, but each one is a masterpiece for the ages.

He is a lonely and eccentric man who cannot be hired with money, but that is not to say that he doesn't care about money. The common people just couldn't hire him. Only true aristocrats could afford him.

Those who could live in Master Kennedy Garr's buildings were thus the most powerful people in every country.

Zhao Yunhai frowned. What kind of person is Qu Yasong that he could invite Master Kennedy Garr?

Su Ruo and Zhao Yunhai both had hidden thoughts in their hearts, plus they were on someone else's territory, so they sat absentmindedly and didn't move a muscle.

The two of them waited for about ten minutes before an attendant slowly brought up two cups of black tea.

Seeing that it took so long for the cups of black tea to be brought, Zhao Yunhai's face became somewhat unpleasant. He glared at the attendant, but he was afraid of Qu Yasong's mysterious background, so he held back and did not make a sound.

The two of them sat for a while longer when the sound of walking came from upstairs. Su Ru looked up and saw three people walking slowly down the stairs. One was a middle-aged woman dressed in luxury, none other than Master Sally Caro; the other was tall and handsome Qu Yasong as if he was an immortal, and walking between them was Su Qing, who was limping.

Su Qing and Sally Caro were talking and laughing about something when he suddenly lit up and limped over to Su Ruo's side.

Bai Lixin gave Su Ruo a hug and then jumped headlong into Zhao Yunhai's arms, saying happily, "Yunhai, you've finally come back. I missed you so much."

As soon as Bai Lixin jumped in, Zhao Yunhai's face instantly darkened. He had always been repulsed and disgusted by Su Qing, and it was only because he was Su Ruo's brother that he barely smiled, but any deeper physical contact was too much for him.

Zhao Yunhai was about to have a fit, but someone else was quicker than him.

Bai Lixin only felt the collar of his shirt being picked up from behind, so he could only withdraw from Zhao Yunhai's arms.

Zhao Yunhai looked at Qu Yasong coldly, and so did Qu Yasong.

He scanned Zhao Yunhai and Su Ruo with a contemptuous gaze before bowing his head and saying softly, "The pork ribs the butler stewed for you are ready. Be a good boy. Go and eat them so that your feet can heal faster."

Su Ruo had sat stiffly on the sofa since the moment Qu Yasong appeared. He looked greedily at the stunning Qu Yasong, his eyes unblinking, almost forgetting all about Zhao Yunhai beside him.

Seeing Su Qing leave Qu Yasong's side, Su Ruo slowly stood up and walked to Qu Yasong, shyly and timidly taking out a box from his bag, "Chairman Qu, the first time I saw this watch in S, I thought it matched you especially well, so I bought it for you."

He handed the box over with both hands and looked hopefully at Qu Yasong.

Demon Qu Yasong only gave the box a cold glance and said, indifferently, without even raising his hand to take it, "No, thank you. You're from a poor family, so keep it and sell it for some money to support yourself. "

With that, he turned towards the table and sat on the side of Bai Lixin, watching him eat the ribs with great relish.

Only then did Su Ruo notice the interaction between Su Qing and Qu Yasong. The normally indifferent Qu Yasong was actually looking at Su Qing with a doting smile on his face and even reached out to rub Su Qing's hair every now and then.

What was this strange atmosphere between the two of them?

Su Ruo stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, not daring to believe it.

Zhao Yunhai sneered at the sight and whispered, "It seems that your green tea whore brother has seduced your boyfriend."4

Su Ruo shook his head and said, in a low voice, "Impossible, impossible! There's no way Qu Yasong would like Su Qing like that. I know him. "

Qu Yasong only liked nice things, and now that Xiao Qing is crippled, Qu Yasong can not like him.

He might, yes, he might be like Zhao Yunhai; he just sees Su Qing as a substitute for him. Yes, that must be it!

Zhao Yunhai was silent for half a second, then said, "Think what you want, but tonight you're coming to my house. Got it?" He touched Su Ruo's waist without a trace and reached back with a satisfied hand.

Su Ruo blushed and took two deep breaths to breathe down the raging emotions.

In Su Ruo's mind, Su Qing, who was his twin brother, was never as good as him. He was not as good at school as he was, his temper was not as meek as his own, and even his work was not as diligent as his own. So he thought that Qu Yasong would never like this brother who was not as good as him.

So he only worried for a moment before he stood up.

Yes, Qu Yasong must be like Yunhai, treating Su Qing as a substitute for him, and those gentle glances and intimate gestures from Qu Yasong should have belonged to him originally.

Now, as long as Su Qing was dragged back to where he belonged, everything could be restored to its original state.

Su Ruo bit his lips and got up to slowly walk towards the table, stopping in front of Bai Lixin who was eating before frowning, "Xiao Qing, let's go home. It's not good to keep staying here and bothering chairman Qu."

Arc 2.14 [Chapter 31]

When Su Ruo said this, Qu Yasong suddenly changed his face and said, "Su Qing's leg has not yet recovered. He can be better-taken care of here."

Bai Lixin did not speak as he asked to s419m [s419m, can you feel how far the two soul fragments of the Lord God have fused?]

s419m replied back, [ Lord Host, I detected that the Lord God's soul fusion degree is 4%.]

Bai Lixin's heart gave a pause, [It's been so long, how come it's still only 4%?]

s419m grunted, [You wouldn't say that if you knew how massive the Lord God's soul fragment is. It was still 3% just a moment ago before Qu Yasong saw you pounce on Zhao Yunhai. Then it zipped up to 4%.]

Bai Lixin secretly held his forehead, [How long would it take for them to fully fuse? Can't we really wait for the two soul fragments to leave the dimensional world before fusing them in the soul box? I can't take it anymore if I keep torturing Qu Yasong like this. Why can't we just be together happily?]

s419m immediately retorted: [No, Lord Host, you must stimulate the commonality and shared emotions between the two Lord God soul fragments on all fronts and let them fuse completely. In the divine realm, there was a sub-god who was born with two opposing souls, and he ended up with his souls scattered due to self-mutilation.]

[This must be a conspiracy of the false sub-gods, Lord Host. The false gods combined two souls that were completely incompatible, repelling and disliking each other, and placed them in one body, where they would fight for control until they died. No god can kill the Lord God, except the Lord God himself.]

S419M continued, [If you do not fuse these two soul fragments to 100%, they will still fight each other until one or both of them disappear. If one of the Lord God's soul fragments disappears completely, even if the other soul fragments fuse later, their strength will be greatly reduced, and in the end, they will still be decimated by the Pseudo-Lord God and his twelve false sub-gods again.]

Bai Lixin frowned. Soul fusion was a painful experience for him every time, let alone the soul splitting.

His heart throbbed, and the wonton soup he drank into his mouth was bitter. He simply picked up the rib soup and drank it all in one gulp before looking up and saying, "Fine, I'll pack my things now and follow you back."

Demon Qu Yasong froze and stared at Bai Lixin with a soul-piercing gaze.

Bai Lixin lowered his head, not daring to look at Qu Yasong. He stood up, "Brother, wait for me!"

With that, he ran to the first floor as fast as he could on his inflexible leg.

Su Ruo froze on the spot. He thought Su Qing would go back, but he didn't expect him to go back so quickly. He had agreed to go to Yunhai's house tonight.

Su Ruo's eyes glanced at Zhao Yunhai uneasily and then looked up at Qu Yasong.

Demon Qu Yasong's lips hooked up to reveal a sneer, "Then you wait for him."

After saying that, he also lifted his feet and went to the first floor.

Upstairs, Bai Lixin hastily packed the clothes he had come with. He was folding his clothes when a warm body suddenly came up behind him, and he stiffened.

Qu Yasong pressed himself against Bai Lixin and groped him up and down a few times, "Little one, why the hurry? Your brother has just returned, and you're already leaving. " As he spoke, he rubbed against Bai Lixin up and down a few more times.

Feeling the hardness at the small of his back already poking his ass, Bai Lixin stiffened even more.

Truthfully, he was not a person who had any morality, and he had crossed other worlds and calculated countless people, but not once had he been as guilty as he was now. In fact, he wanted to turn back and hug Qu Yasong and roll around with him!

But when he thought of s419m's warning, Bai Lixin's sanity snapped back. He swallowed his saliva and continued, "Are you trying to sleep me in front of my brother and my boyfriend? "

Qu Yasong was stunned and took a step backward to let go of Bai Lixin.

Bai Lixin hastily stuffed his clothes into the backpack he had come in with and rushed out of the room without even looking at Qu Yasong. When he reached the door, he suddenly paused and whispered, "I'll text you when we get home."

With these words, he carried his bag and went downstairs, dragging Su Ruo out of the Qu Mansion in a hurry.

Sitting in Zhao Yunhai's car, Bai Lixin sat in the back seat. Su Ruo sat next to Zhao Yunhai.

When Zhao Yunhai saw Su Qing absentmindedly looking out of the window through the rear-view mirror, he secretly took one hand off the steering wheel and touched Su Ruo's thigh.

Su Ruo gave a muffled groan and immediately held it back.

Bai Lixin pursed his lips and looked out the window at the speeding trees, not even wanting to glance at them.

s419m's voice sounded at the right time, [Congratulations Lord Host, just now the fusion of the two Lord God soul fragments has been detected to have reached 5%. Eh, it's now 6% and still going up. 7%! It's already 7%, Lord Host!]

Bai Lixin covered his face, feeling that the future was bleak. It was only 7%, which meant that there was still 93% to go!

Zhao Yunhai touched Su Ruo's thighs and waist for a while and felt himself reacting along with it. He coughed and said, in a cold voice, "Su Qing, I have some unfinished business at work and need your brother to come to my house."

Bai Lixin's mouth, which was hidden behind his hand, gave an "en" and he said weakly, "Okay, I'll be home by myself tonight then."

After leaving Bai Lixin at the house, Zhao Yunhai sped off with a single throttle, raising dust all over the ground.

Bai Lixin reached out and swept the dust in front of his eyes, then turned around and dragged his heavy body back into the Su house.

The Su home was already covered in dust as no one had lived there for two months. When Bai Lixin entered the door, he went straight to his bedroom on the dusty floor.

After pulling off the white cloth attached to the furniture in the room, Bai Lixin threw himself onto the bed and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

He fumbled with the phone a few times and expertly pressed on a series of phone numbers, and not long after, a low, magnetic male voice came from the other end of the line, "Xiao Qing, you're home?"

It was the angel Qu Yasong.

Bai Lixin gave a muffled "hmmm," "Yes, I promised to give you a safe report, so I called you as soon as I got home."

Qu Yasong smiled, his voice low, "You haven't been in your own home for two months. Are you used to being back?"

Bai Lixin sniffed again and shook his head, "Not used to it anymore. Did you raise me dumb while I was at your house? "

"If you're not used to living there, the door to the Qu mansion is always open for you. My place is your home." Qu Yasong's gentle voice came through on the other end of the phone, and Bai Lixin couldn't help but have a sour nose.

"Okay, that's what you said. You can't go back on your word. I just got home and have to clean the house, so I can't talk for long. " Bai Lixin sniffled.

Qu Yasong's voice changed, "You have to clean the house? Aren't your brother and Zhao Yunhai there too? Let them clean up. You need more rest now. "

Bai Lixin paused and said, "My brother went to Yunhai's house, saying that they had business matters to finish, and now I'm home alone."

The other end of the line was silent for a long time. Instead, s419m's beep sounded, [Congratulations, Lord Host, the Lord God's soul fusion degree has reached 8%!]

Bai Lixin rolled his eyes.

8%, that is 92%, is still not fused. It was still a desperate situation.

When he heard that Qu Yasong had not spoken for a long time, Bai Lixin had to say "hello" a few times, but still did not hear a response. He thought the signal was bad, so he hung up the phone.

Hanging up the phone, Bai Lixin's mood was slightly improved by the conversation he had just had with Qu Yasong.

He stretched, got up, and went to the bathroom to find a rag and started to clean up the house.

After about ten minutes, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Bai Lixin froze. It was so late. Who could it be? Could it be that Su Ruo had returned?

Bai Lixin put down the rag and limped over to the door.

The moment he opened the door, his whole body was frozen.

He saw Qu Yasong, dressed in casual clothes, standing outside pensively, followed by five attendants, two of whom were each carrying a suitcase.

Qu Yasong stood outside, frowning with his hands in his pockets, and when he saw Bai Lixin open the door, he said softly, "Let us in."

Bai Lixin was stunned and hurriedly stepped aside.

Five attendants followed behind Qu Yasong and entered. Then they opened the black box, taking out one cleaning product after another.

Dumbfounded, Bai Lixin watched as the five men began to clean skilfully, and could not help but feel a sense of embarrassment come over him. He cautiously glanced at Qu Yasong, who looked out of place in this room.

When Qu Yasong saw that the sofa had been tidied up, he picked up Bai Lixin and went to sit.

After sitting down, he did not let go of Bai Lixin but placed him on his lap. He was silent the whole time, watching the five people who were cleaning up.

The men were extremely efficient, and in just a quarter of an hour, they had cleaned up the small, dusty house.

They didn't stay long after cleaning, and after bowing to Qu Yasong, they left again in an orderly manner, not forgetting to close the door behind them.

Only after everyone had left did Qu Yasong say, "What exactly do you like about Zhao Yunhai?"

Bai Lixin was on Qu Yasong's lap, sitting on pins and needles as he said, "He is handsome, gentle, and treats me well. I just like him."

Qu Yasong pondered for a moment and whispered, "If there was someone who was better than Zhao Yunhai, more handsome, treated you better than he did, and loved you more than he did, would you accept him?"

I would! I would accept you!

The word "yes" was almost in the back of his throat when he swallowed it. He said against his will, "No, love is not a comparison. I love the man, not his love."

He swallowed and added, "And who would love me now that I'm a cripple? I just pray that Yunhai doesn't dislike me now. I love Yunhai so much that I don't want anyone but him. "

Qu Yasong's arms trembled as he hugged Bai Lixin, and Bai Lixin's heart trembled with him.

After a long time, Qu Yasong let go of Bai Lixin and said, in a hoarse trembling voice, "You rest first, I'm leaving."

He turned around and left the Su family without looking back.

As soon as Qu Yasong left, Bai Lixin felt like the strength had been drained from his body and he collapsed on the sofa.

s419m's voice sounded at the right time, [Oh my, Lord Host, what a collection today! The Lord God's soul fusion degree has reached 12%, up a whole 4%!]

Baili gave a hard laugh and said, [What is there to be happy about? It only means that both of their souls are sad to the extreme. Love adds 1 point while being hostile is also a 1 point increase. But when it comes to sadness, it's 4% up. Heh, Qu Yasong must have been disappointed in me this time.]

[I'm so mad at you, s419m. I really hate you so much. I can't wait to smack you to relieve my anger. How can you have me treat him like this? Is this just because I blackmailed you before?]

s419m hurriedly replied: [Lord host, I wouldn't dare retaliate, I am wronged!]

s419m's tone was exaggerated, and Bai Lixin gave another bitter laugh, [I don't care about you, get lost, I want to sleep.]

He lay on the sofa sadly and fell asleep under a blanket without even taking off his clothes.

Arc 2.15 [Chapter 32]

Now that Su Ruo had returned, Bai Lixin no longer had to go to school for him. So he nestled at home to watch the live broadcast using the system. The content of the live broadcast was obviously Su Ruo's day.

When Su Ruo walked into his university, his mood was already very different from two months ago. Two months ago, he was still a young man intent on his studies and working hard for his ideals.

But after two months of day-to-day thrilling experiences in S country with Zhao Yunhai, he suddenly felt that his eyes had been opened and his perception of painting had changed a lot.

When his classmates and teachers asked him about his plastered leg, he said, "It was just a fracture, I've recovered."

Su Qing's hair was slightly longer than Su Ruo's, and now that his hair had changed slightly, people only thought he had gotten a haircut and did not suspect anything.

Su Ruo smiled when he saw that his two-month absence had passed unnoticed by them. He had traded two months of schooling for the loyal dog Zhao Yunhai, and it was really worth it.

Although art universities do not have daily exams like high schools, due to their high threshold, there are credit exams from time to time.

The so-called "credit exams" mean that the results are converted into credits and added to each student's total credits at the end of the semester, directly affecting the student's final grade, so everyone takes them very seriously.

The day Su Ruo returned, it happened to be the time of the major credit exams, and it also happened to be the two major majors that accounted for the highest number of credits. When the test papers were handed out, Su Ruo sat at his desk with a dumbfounded look.

These were on topics covered in the two months before when he had been in the country with Zhao Yunhai. So how would he have the energy and time to read them?

Su Ruo bit his lip and looked at the test papers in grief.

Why didn't Su Qing say in advance that there was a credit exam today? If he had warned him earlier, he could have just waited for Su Qing to finish the exam and come back.

But even though he was thinking about it, Su Ruo could only bite the bullet and answer. Two hours went by in a short time, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, and Su Ruo spent the day on pins and needles in embarrassment.

It was only in the evening, after school, that he had time to run to Qu Yasong's studio.

Su Ruo ran to the door of the studio, took a deep breath, gently pushed the door open, and walked in softly.

Angel Qu Yasong was immersed in his painting and did not hear the sound of anyone approaching. His eyes were fascinated by the drawing board, and he was holding a brush in his hand, gently sketching something on the paper.

Su Ruo walked up behind Qu Yasong and took a look. On the drawing paper was a bust of a figure. The man had a handsome face, and his hair was wet with sweat in wisps.

When Su Ruo saw the content of the picture, his heart burst with sweetness; "Qu Yasong really does love me; he is secretly drawing me!"

As he thought this, he slowly embraced Qu Yasong's waist from behind.

Qu Yasong was in the middle of painting the eyes of the young man in the painting when he was suddenly hugged. His hands shook, and he dragged his brush and made a scratch.

He frowned, pulled his arm away, and threw Su Ruo aside. He then stood up and looked back at Su Ruo with cold, ice-like eyes: "Why are you here?"

Su Ruo swallowed his saliva, suddenly feeling that this Qu Yasong was so strange. He shook his body and said in a small voice: "I was in S country for the past two months. I had a lot of feelings and my state of mind changed a lot. I suddenly got inspired and wanted to come over and paint it."

Qu Yasong remained indifferent and said, "There is a separate student painting room on the third floor, where you should create your work."

Su Ruo stiffened and looked at Qu Yasong incredulously. He hurriedly went up and hugged him, "You won't let me paint here? Why? You're my boyfriend. Can't I use your studio? "

Qu Yasong frowned and took two steps back, looking at the young man who was crying in front of him.

They obviously had similar faces, but Su Ruo had a dull, docile look and was now crying like a white lotus, while his baby always looked dazzling like the sun.

Su Ruo's current look was simply too annoyingly hypocritical, and when he thought of the things he had done, Qu Yasong felt inexplicably disgusted and revolted, "No, not anymore. You and I are broken up, Su Ruo. "

Bai Lixin, who was watching the live broadcast in his mind, suddenly heard s419 beep in his head: [Congratulations, Lord Host, the perception of the two host gods' souls has just been synchronized again, the soul fusion rate has reached 14%.]

Bai Lixin let out an "eek" and said: [A direct 2% increase? How can there be such a high fusion rate when Su Ruo is just getting rejection and hostility?]

S419M replied back: [Because this kind of strong emotion had never been felt before, Lord host. Just like when you started making love, both souls wanted to possess you so strongly that their perceptions had the same frequency. It was so powerful that it shattered the boundary and directly increased the soul fusion to 1%.]

[And from there, because you stimulated the Lord God, the two souls slowly reached a consensus in their hate perception of Zhao Yunhai and fused another 1%.]

[ Then both later reached a consensus when worried about your incurable leg, adding another 1%, which is 3%. A person's emotions are not just one feeling; they can feel all kinds of emotions, from sweet, sour, bitter, bad, and good, so to fuse souls, you have to make them share all kinds of emotions.]

Bai Lixin nodded, [I see.]

On this hand, s419 was giving Bai Lixin knowledge on human emotions, but on that hand, Su Ruo was dumbfounded.

Su Ruo's face turned white and his voice trembled, "Who said that?"

Qu Yasong was already impatient: "I said it just now."

Su Ruo said in a hoarse voice: "Why? Why do you want to break up with me? I don't agree! You must love me, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have accepted my confession in the first place. "

Angel Qu Yasong pursed his lips, remembering his foolish self, who had rashly agreed to Su Ruo's confession, and he regretted it very much. This was the most regrettable thing he had ever done in his life. It was second to none.

Angel Qu Yasong rubbed his forehead and said, "Su Ruo, I don't love you. I appreciate your creative techniques, mood, and works. When I first saw your work, I had an affection for your work, not for you as a person. And the painting you made the day before your confession happened to be at the pinnacle of your ability. No one is perfect, and I agreed with your confession because, firstly, I was comfortable with you, but it wasn't love, it was just respect, and that was indeed wrong of me. "

"Secondly, it was because I wanted to see a higher standard of work from you. "

Su Ruo still didn't want to accept this truth, and he was sobbing, tears welling up in his eyes: "No, I don't accept that. Since you accepted me before for these two reasons, you must still be able to continue with me now. "

Angel Qu Yasong was annoyed by such a meddlesome Su Ruo, and as he rubbed his head, he heard the demon Qu Yasong say, "Let me do it.

The angel Qu Yasong said, "Yes" and switched places with the demon.

As soon as demon Qu Yasonh got control, his whole aura changed, but Su Ruo was crying so hard that he didn't notice this change.

Demon Qu Yasong did not have Angel Qu Yasong's patience. He looked at Su Ruo as if looking at a dead thing, then he opened a set of photos from his phone and handed them to Su Ruo, "What qualifications do you have to stand beside me like this?"

Su Ruo looked at the screen through heavy tears. His vision was blurred, but he could still recognize the two bodies on the phone that were extremely entangled. It was him and Zhao Yunhai!

He was pinned beneath Zhao Yunhai, his back arched and his head slightly raised. His face was flushed and his eyes dazed, his mouth slightly open as if he was screaming in pleasure. And Zhao Yunhai was above him, his muscles tense, his legs clenched around his waist, and Zhao Yunhai was pushing hard.

The picture was so lascivious and slutty that Su Ru felt ashamed of himself and wanted to find a hole in the ground and burrow into it.

He looked at the picture and was so dumbfounded that he forgot to cry. It was only after a long time that he tilted his head and pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, "Qu Yasong, did you get the wrong idea? This is not me; it's my brother, Su Qing. "

Angel Qu Yasong heard Su Ruo defending himself at the expense of letting his baby take the blame, and the last trace of pity disappeared from his heart.

Demon Qu Yasong even snickered and pointed to the time of the shot in the lower right corner and the country text displayed on the phone on the bedside table, "Su Qing was in S country on the 7th of last month? I remember that I happened to be accompanying him to the hospital to have his cast removed that day."

"Su Ruo I'm really impressed with you. You can casually dump the black pot on your brother just for the sake of your reputation. What will Zhao Yunhai think when he knows about this? You've done it all, and you still want to stay out of it and get out of it? Where are the good principles you've always prided yourself on? "

He paused and glanced contemptuously at Su Ruo: "You think you're pure and clean, but in fact, you're dirty to the bone, Su Ruo. The reason I don't expose you in front of others is to leave you with dignity, and you should cherish this dignity. "

Su Ruo's face burned with shame when he heard Qu Yasong's words. Su Ruo was the type of person who liked to disguise himself with tenderness and kindness; however, he had always been aware of his own selfish nature. He liked to hide himself behind others, to hide himself perfectly.

And he did so successfully. But he always thought about the day when his mask was torn apart. But being torn apart by others was one thing; being torn apart by the one he loved was another.

Su Ruo was ashamed, feeling as if his skin had been ripped off and he had been seen through by Qu Yasong.

His cheeks flushed red, and he dared not even look at Qu Yasong before ducking his head and rushing out of the studio door.

Only when he saw that Su Ruo had gone running did Qu Yasong close the door of the studio again. He walked back to the drawing board, his hand tenderly touching the young boy's cheek on the paper where the paint had smudged earlier, and sighed: "It's a pity, it was a good painting."

When Bai Lixin saw this, he clapped his hands and said, [My love, tearing down the white lotus, ah, well done.]

After Su Ruo ran away, he went straight to the bathroom. He casually found a toilet and slammed the door behind him, crying out in agony.

After crying for a long time, he sniffed and carefully recalled the scene he had just gone through.

Why did Qu Yasong have that picture? It wasn't him that sent it. Could it be that Zhao Yunhai had sent it to Qu Yasong on purpose?

Su Ruo bit his lip and stomped his foot in hatred. Zhao Yunhai had clearly said that he would help him hide the affair and help him chase Qu Yasong, yet he was doing such things behind his back.

This matter must be Zhao Yunhai's doing!

With resentment in his heart, he dumped the pot on Zhao Yunhai and cursed Zhao Yunhai in his heart for a long time.

Only then did he have a second thought. Qu Yasong had never been as indifferent as an exiled immortal, yet today he had such disgust.

He thought of Qu Yasong drawing his face lovingly when he first entered the studio and remembered the photo on his phone.

His heart flashed with delight. "Could it be that what Qu Yasong said was all just angry words? It must be! "

Qu Yasong must have been angry because of that photo. He must have loved him so much that he hated him having another lover with a passion.

Last night, he deliberately treated Su Qing tenderly in front of him in order to anger him. While Qu Yasong despised and disdained him on the surface, he was still lovingly and secretly drawing him behind his back.

After figuring this out, Su Ruo no longer had the grief and anger he had before but was full of hope.8

He wiped the tears from his eyes and thought to himself, "I must find a way to explain this to Qu Yasong!

Arc 2.16 [Chapter 33]

Su Ruo had never taken Su Qing to heart. In his view, Su Qing was like his sidekick.

The meaner and more willful Su Qing was, the more kind and generous he appeared to be. He liked to keep Su Qing on his lips all the time as if he was always bringing out a contrast for comparison.

Therefore, Zhao Yunhai prefers him to Su Qing, and in the neighborhood, everyone nodded frequently to him while frowning and shaking their heads at Su Qing.

He enjoyed this sense of superiority, the sense of superiority of a successful person. His face should be unique in the world. Why would there be another person in the world with the same face as him?

The one with this face can only be worse than him, not better.

Su Ruo had enough of crying in the toilet, so he packed up and went home.

His eyes widened slightly as he saw the clean, fresh house and said in surprise, "Xiao Qing, did you clean this? That's amazing. "

Bai Lixin was looking up at the TV and said, casually without looking back, "No, Chairman Qu brought someone to clean."

Su Ruo gave a start and asked, "Chairman Qu? When did he come? "

Bai Lixin turned sideways and glanced at Su Ruo with a smirk, "Last night."

Su Ruo swallowed and asked tentatively, "So did he... stay overnight? And did he say anything? "

Bai Lixin frowned and thought, "He did ask where you had gone. I said you went to Yunhai's house. He left after his people finished cleaning the house, and didn't stay overnight ah."

Su Ruo bit his lips with his teeth, secretly suppressing the ecstasy in his heart.

His guess was right! Qu Yasong really still had him in mind.

Why else would he have found someone to clean up the Su house as soon as he returned? No wonder he was so angry today.

He had come to help clean his house in the middle of the night, and not only did he not see him, but he also heard that he had gone to his lover's house. Even a saint would be angry, right?

Bai Lixin looked at Su Ruo, who was flushed and caught up in his fantasy and coldly lowered his face.

"Hey, white lotus, Qu Yasong is mine. He is not something you can covet. "

Bai Lixin coughed and said, "Brother, I haven't eaten yet."

Bai Lixin's words pulled Su Ruo back to reality from his ecstasy. He looked at the teenager who had rested his legs on the coffee table and said gently, "Oh, okay, I'll cook for you now."

Bai Lixin looked at his good brother and sneered in his heart, "Since you want to be a good brother, how can you do it without my help?"

The meal was made with one meat and one vegetable, while Su Ruo had steamed rice. After Bai Lixin finished eating, he wiped his mouth and said, "Brother, I'm full. I'll go back to my room to rest first. You can slowly clean up. "

Without waiting for Su Ruo to speak, he got up and went back to his room.

Su Ruo looked at the mess on the table and frowned slightly. In the past, Su Qing seldom ate at home; he was at the bar all day long. How could he handle this every day at home, adding to his workload?

After cleaning up the kitchen, Su Ruo thought about it and walked into Su Qing's bedroom, "Xiao Qing, how about brother discussing something with you?"

Bai Lixin looked at Su Ruo and smiled, "What is it, brother? Tell me."

"These two days are our school's credit exams. You should also know that. I haven't studied anything for the past two months, so the test is difficult and I am struggling. Can you help me take the test? At least you've studied something in these two months, so you'll always do better than me on the exam. "

Bai Lixin frowned slightly, "But..but I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow for a review."

Su Ru grabbed the door handle and said, "It's only two days. I'll have Yunhai accompany you to the review the day after tomorrow. Wouldn't that be better?"

Bai Lixin narrowed his eyes. If Yunhai were Su Qing's boyfriend, would he still need Su Ruo to "let" him do something?

He adjusted his facial expression and tilted his head in confusion, "Brother, why do I need you to 'let' my boyfriend do something for me?"

Su Ruo froze and stumbled, "Er, that's... because your brother can threaten him with his job! So that he can treat you properly, brother. "

Bai Lixin showed an expression of realization, "Oh, I see. I could help you with the exam, but I'm limping. What if your classmates and teachers find out?"

Su Ruo said, "Just say you twisted your foot. Everyone is very nervous and concerned about tomorrow's exam. No one will pay special attention to it."

Bai Lixin nodded, "Alright then, I'll go for you."

At the Qu Mansion, the demon Qu Yasong watched Bai Lixin's every move through the screen.

Naturally, he hadn't simply gone to clean up last night; when he didn't see Bai Lixin for a day, his thoughts became wild.

The five men were all professional-grade home security personnel who had secretly installed hidden cameras in various corners while cleaning. Qu Yasong's purpose for doing this was to see the big day in and day out.

Although this behavior was too perverted, he already cared about nothing except Su Qing.

Hearing Su Ruo's conversation with the boy, demon Qu Yasong snorted, "This Su Ruo is also quite thin-skinned and shameless. Why should my baby sacrifice his review time to help him with his exams? "

After saying this to himself, Qu Yasong took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Hey, Principal Huang... En yes, it's me. I will be supervising the entire exam for the second year, specifically the third class of the Art and Painting department, tomorrow. "

After hanging up the phone, demon Qu Yasong extended his hand and rubbed Bai Lixin's profile with his hand. He looked at it for a while and slowly moved closer to kiss the young man's lips through the screen.

"Since I can't touch the person, I can only use this method to find solace."

The following day, at the private art university, the atmosphere in the second year, the third class of the art and painting department was extraordinarily weird and gloomy.

Bai Lixin speechlessly looked at Qu Yasong on the podium, who was exuding the aura of "I am the master of my school". He was sitting comfortably with his legs crossed and his hands folded over his chest, his falcon-like eyes coldly scanning the students.

His eyes swept around, and when he swept up to Bai Lixin, his gaze changed and suddenly softened. Even the expression on his entire face turned gentle, smiling at Bai Lixin.

Bai Lixin pressed his temples and hurriedly lowered his head. In his heart, he spat, "this foolish man."

The test papers were quickly handed out, and since Bai Lixin had knowledge of dozens of worlds, his ability to learn could be imagined, so these papers were naturally not a problem.

Feeling the increasingly heated gaze from the stage, Bai Lixin's hand trembled, but he finished answering the questions just over half an hour after the exam began.

After writing his name with a flourish, Bai Lixin stood up and limped to hand in his test paper.

When Qu Yasong saw that Bai Lixin had handed in his test paper, he did not stay in the classroom for long. There were three invigilators in the classroom, and after he left, two were left.

When the students and invigilators saw that Qu Yasong had finally gone, they breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed their tense muscles.

" The aura around the chairman was too scary, ah!"

Bai Lixin was not walking fast; he limped slowly, waiting for Qu Yasong behind him to catch up.

Qu Yasong caught up with him and said, "Come on, I'll go with you to the hospital. The exam started at 9:00 and it's now 9:40. We can be at the hospital by 10:10 and still make it in time for the review. "

Bai Lixin turned his head and glanced at Qu Yasong, smiling narrowly, "Qu Yasong, how did you know that I came to take the exam for Su Ruo today, and how did you know that I was having a review today? Forget it, it looks like you are very calculative. "

Qu Yasong was momentarily speechless as he coughed and changed the topic, "Let's go, the car is in front of the school building."

After Bai Lixin was re-examined, it was shown that all was well with him, except that the deformed foot was still deformed, without the slightest sign of improvement.

Qu Yasong looked at Bai Lixin, who was no longer too concerned, and without saying anything, sent him back to the school and then went back to the council president's office.

In his office, he dialed Joey, "Hello, have you found Dr. Smith?"

Joey replied back, "Yes, but it's not easy to hire him and he's very weak right now, so we need to keep him alive first. Dr. Smith's daughter was once tragically shot and killed in a Mafia civil war, so he personally hates the Mafia in particular and refuses all invitations from them. "1

Qu Yasong thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, you bring him to China immediately he is well enough and I'll talk to him personally."

Joey let out a "Huh," "Can I come along?"

Finally, he could see the true face of the beautiful boy who could make the young master go into heat.

Qu Yasong rolled his eyes and said, "You can come if you want, as long as your own affairs are in order."

Qu Yasong then hung up straight away.

Dr. Smith is currently the world's most authoritative orthopedic repair specialist. There was once a patient who was completely deformed at the spine and the body was twisted. All the doctors were at a loss, but he was able to save the day. A dozen operations down the road and the patient's spine completely corrected, he has become famous in the medical world since then.

But the man was unpredictable, especially after the death of his daughter, and he wandered from place to place, making it difficult to find him.

He had been asking Joey to find Dr. Smith ever since he learned of the deformity of Bai Lixin's foot, and after a month of searching, Dr. Smith was finally found on an uninhabited deserted island, where he was already as thin as a bone, passed out in a corner and looked like he had not eaten or drunk for over four days. Joey's men then brought him back.

Qu Yasong frowned. Dr. Smith was in self-imposed exile, and it seemed that his daughter's death had really hit him hard.

The exams were taken two days in a row, and Bai Lixin coped well, while Qu Yasong, who was looking through the students' papers, smiled when he saw the word "Su Qing" written on the candidates' names and put the papers back in. Since the name "Su Qing" was written, the result did not belong to "Su Ruo," and he supported this move, whether it was intentional or not.

He had already intended to change the name to "Su Qing," but it seemed that his baby and he were in sync.

A sudden thought came to his mind, "if he had deliberately written "Su Qing", then he had the intention of fixing Su Ruo. If that was the case, did it mean that he had already seen through Su Ruo's relationship with Zhao Yunhai and was just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? "

Qu Yasong rubbed his chin and looked at the screen, showing Bai Lixin in deep thought.

The credit exam papers were temporarily sealed by the school and were only scored and counted during the final exam in order not to cause stress to the students.

So after the three days of exams, the students were all relaxed. At least they didn't have to worry about the results until the end of the term.

Every year in September is a national traditional art painting competition, held in the city of S. And every year at this time, there are countless pieces of artwork from all over the country pouring into S country, and Su Ruo had his eye on this competition this year too.

After returning from S, he created a piece of artwork based on the state of mind he was in at the time, and it was for this competition. Therefore, after the official announcement, Su Ruo sent his work on the first day.

The competition would take one month to collect entries and three days to judge them. After three days, the judging panel will select three pieces to enter the final competition and invite all the finalists to the award ceremony. The top three rankings will only be announced at the ceremony.

Bai Lixin called Qu Yasong after seeing Su Ruo send his work over.

All the works he had painted at that time were kept in Qu Yasong's home studio, so he had to go to his home to pick one up.

When Qu Yasong heard Bai Lixin's intention, he nodded and said that Bai Lixin could come to the Qu residence to pick it up anytime.

Bai Lixin hung up the phone and narrowed his eyes.

He was a very utilitarian and purposeful person, and the reason why he had shown his painting skills in front of Qu Yasong in the first place was for a reason. One was to attract Qu Yasong's attention, and the other was to prepare for the present.

He had learned these painting skills in the previous worlds, and after traveling through dozens of worlds, his state of mind and insight were not comparable to Su Ruo's. His creations were filled with the collision of soul and art, which Su Ruo could never catch up with in his lifetime.

Su Ruo appears to be kind, but in reality, he is selfish. He uses Su Qing as a prop to set the stage, allowing the useless Su Qing to highlight his excellent self.

If such a hypocritical person suddenly saw the brother that he had been using as a prop, become a bright star he could not touch, how wonderful would the expression on his face be?+

Would he still be able to maintain his usual docile and gentler look?

Arc 2.17 [Chapter 34]

A month went by quickly. Su Ruo was at school when Bai Lixin received the invitations to the traditional painting competition award ceremony, and the two envelopes were delivered at the same time.

When Bai Lixin got the invitations, which were pure white and stamped with gold textures, he resolutely hid his.

The original plot was that Su Ruo entered this competition and although he had talent, his work was far from infectious due to the monotony and simplicity of his experiences and his unexplored state of mind, so he only made it to the top twenty.

But the competition was actually a failed experience that inspired Su Ruo's quest for greater perfection in painting.

The top twenty were also on the list of those invited to the award ceremony, so in the original plot, Su Ruo was invited to the award ceremony, and Qu Yasong was naturally there with him.

When he saw Qu Yasong's approval of the top three, his competitive factor was triggered, thus inspiring him to keep honing his painting skills afterward.

And now, Su Ruo was still invited to the event as one of the top 20, while Bai Lixin was invited as one of the top three.

Bai Lixin yawned, he could already imagine Su Ruo's expression when he saw him on the stage as the three-stage; surprise, disbelief, jealousy...

This was the level of difficulty of the E-level world; quite unchallenging. He really wanted to tease Qu Yasong and have a chat with him.

He placed the envelope belonging to Su Ruo on his desk. After doing so, Bai Lixin glanced at the invisible camera out of the corner of his eye and pursed his lips.

This demented man is planting cameras around him!

On the other side of the screen, demon Qu Yasong stroked his chin, watching Bai Lixin's every move. When he saw Bai Lixin put his letter away, he became more and more sure of what he thought in his mind.

What his baby was doing now really looked like he was retaliating against Su Ruo.

Since his baby wanted to do that, he has to help him in any way.

Previously, he was still worried about how to nudge the boy to see the relationship between Su Ruo and Zhao Yunhai, but looking at Bai Lixin's performance in this period of time, it seemed that he had recovered his memory.

No, demon Qu Yasong narrowed his eyes, perhaps he hadn't lost his memory from the very beginning!

Demon Qu Yasong's eyes were tinged with a touch of gloom.

Why did he deliberately pretend to have memory loss? Just to keep Zhao Yunhai?

Su Qing's actions seemed to be aimed at Su Ruo and not Zhao Yunhai.

How can his baby be so stupid?

Demon Qu Yasong hammered the table hard, and Bai Lixin received a system prompt; [Ding! Congratulations, Lord Host, the Lord God's soul fusion degree has reached 15%.]

The corners of his mouth twitched. He did nothing, but why did Qu Yasong's soul fusion rise by 1% again?

What the hell did he imagine in his head just now?

The moment Su Ruo returned home and saw the invitation, he hugged Bai Lixin and jumped up and down for joy. Bai Lixin pushed him away disgustedly and pointed at his own legs, "Brother, my legs are not very good. "

Su Ruo laughed, not caring about Bai Lixin's cold tone, as he excitedly held the invitation and called Qu Yasong's number.

Qu Yasong was looking at them from the other ends of the screen when he saw Su Ruo's caller ID, he simply cut off the phone.

The call was cut off, which cooled Su Ruo's feverish head, and Su Ruo then sobered up a little from his excitement.

Yes, he and Qu Yasong had already broken up for more than a month, how could he have forgotten.

After he received the invitation, he subconsciously wanted to tell Qu Yasong the good news. He had been trying to find a chance to talk to Qu Yasong for more than a month, but he hadn't seen him at alL, not even in the studio after school.

Su Ruo concluded that Qu Yasong was avoiding him, and why he was doing so, was naturally because he still couldn't let go.

He did not know that Qu Yasong had actually spent this month at home, just observing Bai Lixin through the screen.

After being hung up on by Qu Yasong, Su Ruo called Zhao Yunhai, his face was covered with a layer of red, and excitedly said, "Yunhai, I got the invitation to the traditional painting competition award party, which means I must be in the top twenty! I will check the official website later ..., en, en good, you accompany me to the ceremony."

After hanging up the phone, the excited Su Ruo then remembered Su Qing. He awkwardly glanced at his brother who was looking at him with probing eyes and explained, "It's Yunhai, aren't there many successful business people on the day of the award ceremony, I want to bring Yunhai over, so I can make connections, so you can have a better future."

Bai Lixin nodded indifferently, "Oh, I see."

The award ceremony was a week later, and Su Ruo was particularly excited during the whole week. He set up his work as a screen saver and opened his mobile phone to let people "accidentally" see the work and his signature in the bottom right corner, thus earning him a lot of praise from his classmates, teachers, and neighbors.

There was no requirement to use one's real name for this competition, and many of the contestants chose to use pseudonyms.

Su Ruo used his real name, while Bai Lixin chose to use the name "Bai Lixin" as a pseudonym for his painting. So when Su Ruo saw the official top three, he had no idea that the author of the most popular work was his brother, Su Qing, whom he didn't think much of.

The awards night finally arrived on schedule, after a lot of calls.

Zhao Yunhai came to Su Ruo's home early that afternoon and brought him a white tuxedo that fit perfectly.

This tuxedo was specially tailored by Zhao Yunhai, and Su Ruo couldn't stop touching the material of the suit, he had never worn such a luxurious outfit before.

After a grateful glance at Zhao Yunhai, Su Ruo took the box and went inside to try on the clothes.

Zhao Yunhai glanced at Su Ruo, and said to Bai Lixin, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, "This suit is not easy to put on, I'll go help him."

Zhao Yunhai had never cared for Su Qing, so naturally, he did not care much about his reply and went straight to Su Ruo's room.

When Bai Lixin heard the sound of the door being locked, he sneered and continued to watch the television.

Nearly an hour passed before the two came out of the room.

The moment they came out, they saw the hall and froze for a moment, only to see Bai Lixin wearing a well-cut light blue suit, not too heavy and not too dignified, and beside him was Qu Yasong's butler.

Su Ruo took a big step forward, rubbed his flushed cheeks from the lovemaking just now, and said snappily, "Grandpa Butler, I am the one who is Su Ruo."

The old butler was meticulously helping Bai Lixin with the last of his bow tie and the shape of his handkerchief in his jacket pocket. When he heard this, he looked up and scanned the two men contemptuously and said coldly, "I know. Hello, young master Su Ruo."

Su Ruo dropped the hand that was left mid-air awkwardly, "So, wasn't that suit given to me by Chairman Qu?"

"Heh!" The old butler sneered, "Who gave you the face to be so presumptuous? Although I am old, I am not deaf or blind. The young master instructed many times to deliver this suit personally for young master Su Qing and to bring young master Su Qing to the award ceremony of the traditional painting competition tonight, not you young master Su Ruo."

Su Ruo bit his lip and frowned at the old butler in front of him and thought, "This old fellow thinks he is too powerful and bullying me. If one day I become the other half of the Qu family, you can just wait for your bunk to be rolled up and leave."3

He glared at the old butler with hatred and turned to Bai Lixin and said gently, "Xiao Qing, that's great. This way you, me, and Yunhai can attend the award ceremony together, thanks to chairman Qu. You must thank him properly on my behalf."

Bai Lixin smiled, "I'll thank him. I'll be leaving now that I've dressed up."

He nodded to the old butler, who immediately opened the door and escorted him out of the Su family gate.

Su Ruo looked at the two people leaving and frowned slightly before looking at Zhao Yunhai, "Yunhai, let's go too."

Zhao Yunhai looked at Su Ruo with a contented look on his face as he lowered his head and kissed him, saying gently, "Okay, I'll do whatever you want."

At the ceremony site, Bai Lixin was bored as he found his seat under the guidance of etiquette.

After a while, there was a sudden noise from the doorway and Bai Lixin glanced back and happened to lock eyes with Qu Yasong, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Angel Qu Yasong saw Bai Lixin's position at a glance, and he pointed to the man beside him, and the two men came towards him. Only then did Bai Lixin turn his attention to the man beside him and saw an old man with sunken eye sockets.

The old man was about fifty years old, with a thin, bony appearance, and although his cheeks were rosy, it was clear from the dark circles under his eyes and the sloping corners of his eyes that he was not in good spirits.

The old man hesitated for a moment but followed Qu Yasong.

Bai Lixin cocked his head and gave a smile to the two men who were approaching him: "You're here? Thank you for the suit."

There was tenderness in Qu Yasong's eyes, "You're welcome, it fits you well."

Bai Lixin smiled again, "Thank you." With that, he got up and made way for the two of them to walk through.

Once seated, Qu Yasong sat on Bai Lixin's left-hand side, while the old man sat on Qu Yasong's left. Bai Lixin took a sideways glance at the old man and looked at Qu Yasong with a quizzical gaze.

Qu Yasong reached out and rubbed Bai Lixin's head, his mouth came over to his ear and said, "That's Dr. Smith."

Bai Lixin was stunned. This was the mysterious bone repair specialist?

His eyes widened slightly as he looked at Qu Yasong, holding his hand and smiling, "Thank you, really."

Qu Yasong didn't care, and shook the boy's hand: "You're welcome, As long as I can help you."

Bai Lixin's eyes rose and became astringent, his lover was always like this, never using vain and empty words to express his love for him, but his every gesture was permeated with infinite and tolerant love.

Bai Lixin choked back a sob and nodded, "En, don't worry, my leg will be fine."

As they spoke, the award ceremony had begun. First to be displayed on the podium were the works of the top twenty, in order from 20th place onwards, with the author rising to the stage to pay tribute as each work was displayed.

When it came to the eighth place, Su Ruo's name was finally read out.

Su Ruo took a deep breath, stood up with the most perfect smile, and slowly walked towards the podium. He stood beside his work and looked down at the stage with a smile.

The presenter then said, "Mr. Su Ruo is so young, it's not easy for you to create a work of this mood at such a young age."

The image was of a man who was climbing out of a dark cave, but outside of it was a blooming scene of sunshine and butterflies. Half of the man's body was already climbing out of the cave, the other half still hidden in the darkness. He looked tired, but his face was filled with a longing for sunshine and the relief of having survived.

Su Ruo smiled and took the microphone, laughing, "This piece is called 'Survival', which I created based on my recent feelings. I had a thrilling experience in country S some time ago, and only after that experience did I realize the fragility and greatness of life."

The host smiled and nodded, "Okay, thank you Mr. Su Ruo for your interpretation of the work."

The host took over the microphone and went on to introduce the next piece.

Su Ruo gave a coy smile and stood with his piece, smiling and looking straight down at the stage.

In no time at all, the MC finished introducing all the entries from fourth place onwards, followed by the highly anticipated top three.

The big screen behind them started to light up, and as the soothing music started to play, the MC began to explain each of the three works in an emotional tone.

The third and second were introduced and the authors were invited to the stage to receive their awards. During this process, the other 17 of the top 20 also remained on stage as there was a filming process at the end.

After receiving their trophies, the second and third authors retired with their work to the row in front of the 17 authors, thus differentiating their ranking.

Finally, the host took a deep breath and pushed a pair of the most popular work onto the podium, "Here we have the winner of the championship – the author of 'Heart of the Waxman', Bai Lixin, on stage!"

Soothing and soft music played, and to this music, Bai Lixin slowly rose to his feet and limped onto the podium.

His walk was not graceful, but his forehead was high and his eyes were steadfast, not showing the slightest hint of inferiority because of his disability. On the contrary, the confidence that emanated from him even infected the public.

Su Ruo, who was still standing on the stage, opened his eyes wide and stared in disbelief at the fact that it was Su Qing!

"Su Qing! Su Qing is Bai Lixin! How is this possible, he obviously can't draw!"

The host swallowed his saliva and said in a somewhat incoherent manner, "When I saw this piece of artwork, I could only use the word shock! Oh my god! What the hell am I even saying."

The crowd on stage smiled heartily when they saw this look on the host's face, it was inevitable that people in the art world would look like this when they saw a stunning piece of work, not that the host's work ethic was not good, they all just understood this.

The host wanted to say something else, but after thinking for a long time he couldn't come up with anything, so he simply handed the microphone to Bai Lixin.

Bai Lixin stood by his work and took the host's microphone. On the big screen behind him, an enlarged image of his work was finally shown. It was only now that everyone could see it and they let out a sigh.

The image had a few similarities to Su Ruo's, as Bai Lixin had also used the technique of contrasting black and white. The difference, however, was that the two of them had different starting points.

In Bai Lixin's work, the outer circle had a thick layer of darkness applied in a thick coating, while the lower right corner had a man-made wax that was reaching up to cover his chest. His chest was a circular hollow in which a warm, fiery, yellowish fire was burning.

Drops of hot wax were falling down from where the flames were burning in his heart, forming drops of water. The wax man is unaware of this, his face is flat and warm, and he has one hand stretched out in mid-air with a wick in it, which was smoldering with fire. It was this fire that dispersed the darkness around him.

Around that hand were four or five children with longing eyes, some sitting cross-legged, others with their eyes closed, all feeling the warmth from the wax man.

The wax man's other hand was covering his chest, and a wick is faintly visible as if the wax man is lighting another fire.

This is a work of sacrifice and positive energy, as the wax man brings warmth to the child by burning himself. Although it is a sacrifice, he is plain-faced and unconcerned with the act of burning himself. One can only feel sorry for him, but more than that, one feels the warmth and high respect for his act.

"Survival" was also a work of contrasting black and white, but in comparison to "Heart of Waxman," the latter starts from a much lesser point of view:

"Survival" is about the individual's quest for life, while "Heart of Waxman" is about how to make life shine better. From this point of view alone, "Heart of Wax" beats "Survival".

"I'm a dancer by nature, and I see dance as my life." Bai Lixin took the microphone and laughed, "Four months ago, I had an accident that cost me my life. And just when I was desperate, my mentor came along and helped me. He led me with all he had and guided me into the heaven of painting. This painting is credited to my teacher, Mr. Qu Yasong."

Bai Lixin stood on the stage and bowed in the direction of Qu Yasong.

The light in Qu Yasong's eyes shone brightly, and he even stood up and returned the bow with the same dignified etiquette.

At once, the arena erupted in resounding applause. It was a story of a great genius creating another great genius, a magnificent stroke of brilliance in the world of painting, and a heroic exchange between them.

Dr. Smith saw the interaction between the two men and lowered his eyelashes to cover the cold light that shot through his eyes.4

The host took another microphone, "I'm curious, Mr. Bai Lixin and Mr. Su Ruo, the author of the eighth-place work, Survival, seem to look nine-and-a-half times alike, may I ask what your relationship is?"

Bai Lixin looked back at Su Ruo who was smiling with an embarrassed face and laughed, "Bai Lixin is my pen name, my real name is Su Qing and Su Ruo is my twin brother."

The host's eyes widened in disbelief as he said, "My goodness, you brothers are wonderful, to have such profound attainments in painting. But from what I just heard about Mr. Su's experience, did you only start painting four months ago?"

"To be exact, it should be three months ago," Bai Lixin smiled, correcting the host's timing, "In fact, the reason why I have achieved what I have achieved is thanks to Mr. Qu Yasong's in-depth and concise explanation and guidance. Without him, I wouldn't be who I am now."

"My goodness," the host's eyes widened, "that's impressive too, if someone doesn't have the talent, even giving him the best teacher won't help."

The speaker had no intention to say that, but the listener felt attacked.

Su Ruo stood in the last row, shaking with anger. He was the one who "had no talent" because Qu Yasong had taught him alone for almost a year, but he had lost out to Su Qing, who had only been in the painting world for three months.

No, it shouldn't be like this!

Looking at the radiant Su Qing in the light, Su Ruo's eyes were red.

Su Qing was supposed to be his sidekick, not the other way round!

Su Ruo's body trembled as if he could already see outsiders pointing at him.

This is the mediocre brother; this is the elder brother of that Su Qing; this is the brother who can't even compare to his crippled brother; this is the loser, a sidekick.

Su Ruo only felt that the sky was dark and great malice surrounded him in it. His ears perked up and his head was even dizzier and his feet were weak. Finally, his eyes went black and he fainted.

Su Ruo's fainting caused chaos, and Zhao Yunhai even flew up and gave Su Ruo artificial respiration.

Seeing this, Dr. Smith stood up and said to Qu Yasong, "I promised to help you operate on that teenager, he is a genius and should not be left with such regrets."

With that, he stepped past Qu Yasong and walked straight toward the podium.

Dr. Smith knelt down beside Su Ruo, pushed Zhao Yunhai away, and felt his pulse. He looked into his eyes and said, "My name is Tony Smith, although I am a bone repair doctor, I am also proficient in general diseases."

" Please don't worry, there is nothing wrong with him, he just fainted because he felt attacked and was momentarily irritated."

As it was a live broadcast, his words were also transmitted through the microphone as they were.

Seeing this, Zhao Yunhai hurriedly said, "Then I'll take him to the hospital."

"I'll go too," Dr. Smith nodded and looked to Bai Lixin who was on guard, "Mr. Su Qing please come too, just so I can talk to you about bone repair on the way."

Bai Lixin was stunned, but nodded, "Okay."

Due to Su Ruo's unexpected situation, the championship trophy was not sent out. The host, who was a veteran at this, smiled and steadied the situation, "As you can hear, Mr. Su Ruo is fine. Mr. Su Qing has a deep brotherly love, this trophy will be passed on to him when we are through when the time comes ..."

"No need, give it to me." A raspy magnetic voice interrupted the host's words, and the crowd looked over to see a black-suited Qu Yasong already standing up and slowly walking up to the podium.

Seeing this, the host said excitedly, "Great, then we have Mr. Su Qing's mentor – Mr. Qu Yasong to receive the award instead of Mr. Su Qing!"

Su Ruo was lying in the back seat of the car, and Bai Lixin was sitting at his feet, watching Dr. Smith from behind with a measured gaze. He didn't know why, but he felt that there was something wrong with him.

Dr. Smith felt the glances from behind and smiled gently, many crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, "You need not be so guarded, I have sworn not to treat the mafia but I also respect the arts, my daughter was also a dancer."

Dr. Smith's voice became indistinct and seemed to fall into a memory, "My daughter, so beautiful, was killed by the mafia." He coughed twice and covered his mouth and nose with a hanky, "I'm not happy about that."

The wariness in Bai Lixin's heart increased. There was something wrong with this Dr. Smith.

He looked out of the window at the rapidly receding landscape and suddenly felt his mind wobble and he was about to faint.

At the same time, the car swayed, and Dr. Smith held the steering wheel with his hand in time, and with his other hand, he threw the fainted Zhao Yunhai into the back row with a tug, pressing him against Su Ruo.

When Bai Lixin saw this scene, he only had time to spit out the phrase "so strong" before his eyes rolled back and he too passed out.

Arc 2.18 [Chapter 35]

A strong current of electricity flowed through his body, and Bai Lixin ate the pain and instantly came to his senses.

The moment he woke up, he heard the sound of the wind whistling in his ears and the sweet scent at the tip of his nose and instantly reacted to the fact that he was still in the car.2

[Lord Host, are you alright?] He had just come to his senses when he heard s419m's anxious call in his mind.

Bai Lixin closed his eyes and maintained his fainting position to ask, [Why didn't you give a warning in advance if there was danger just now? What exactly is this person's origin, and why is his strength so great? Also, locate our position and ask Qu Yasong for help.]

[Lord Host, the false sub-god that governs this world came by, and the system automatically turned on the concealment mode to confuse his spiritual sweep. That is why the system did not have the time to issue a warning in advance.]

S491M continued: [But as soon as the false sub-god left, I expelled the toxins from your body as quickly as possible and opened the shielding layer to ensure that the toxins would not erode your body through your respiratory tract or body surface before stimulating you with a shock to wake up].

Bai Lixin froze, he was also extra concerned about the pseudo-Lord god and his false sub gods ever since he knew of his lover's fate: [Where is that false sub god? Gone? Why would he suddenly come here?]

[ Lord Host, the twelve false sub-gods are each in charge of a part of the universe and will inspect it every once in a while. However, this inspection is a bit sudden, so we should be careful. Please don't worry, I turned on the hidden mode in time, and he didn't find anything strange.]

S491M paused and continued: [ Lord host, I just scanned. This person's name is Oborie Faile. The physical attribute is B, and the mental attribute is C. Eighteen years ago, when Mr. Qu Yasong was 10 years old, he kidnapped Mr. Qu Yasong, his mother, and his closest friends. More than two dozen people were kidnapped, and only Mr. Qu Yasong was rescued, and only after that did the second soul gradually reveal itself.]

Bai Lixin breathed deeply and asked, [Play back the situation.]

[Yes, Lord Host. Ding, unlocking Faile's world memories! The transmission of world memories on Faile begins after the countdown. 3, 2, 1, transmission begins. Ding! transmission of Faile's memory is complete!]

As soon as s419m's words fell, Bai Lixin saw blood red. Shouts, despair, curses, and pleas for help exploded in his mind like a landmine.

Bloody images of teenagers stabbed through the chest, young girls decapitated at the waist, and deformed bodies with broken arms and legs exploded before his eyes in an instant, like a scene from hell.

More than twenty-teens plus one adult were on their knees with their hands bound behind their backs, while in the distance, a handsome young boy was locked in a cage, his forehead covered in blood as he knelt on the ground, his hands even bloodied from gripping the bars.

Tears of despair and grief-filled the boy's eyes as he hissed, kowtowed, and begged for mercy, but no matter how undignified his pleas were, the man with the steel knife in his hand turned a blind eye.

The man laughed hideously, enjoying the young man's pleas for mercy, stabbing the steel knife into the bodies of the kneeling captives again and again.

Bai Lixin clenched his hand so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh before he could suppress the desire to jump up and tear the man before him.

The devil! This man was the devil!

He was the one who created the current Qu Yasong, the one who caused the original sin, the one who caused the harm to Qu Yasong in this world!

Bai Lixin's head was buried in the seat, and he gritted his teeth, forcing himself to calm down.

Seeing that Bai Lixin had finished receiving the memories, s419m asked, [Lord host, our vehicle has been located, and at the same time, a vehicle has been detected tracking this car. The scan has determined that the tracking vehicle belongs to Mr. Qu Yasong's men.]

As soon as s419m's words fell, Bai Lixin felt the vehicle hit a sharp turn, then the road bumped up violently, followed by a few more sharp turns.

[No good, Lord Host, the tracking vehicle is out of sight, Oberoi Faile has lost them. I have found our location successful. Lord Host, should your location be synced to Mr. Qu Yasong?]

[No,] Bai Lixin stopped s419m, [Let's see where this man is taking us first. We'll send the location to Qu Yasong when we reach our destination. For now, send a text message to him first.]

[As instructed by Lord Host]

The award ceremony had just ended when Qu Yasong received the call. Hearing the report from the other end of the phone, a severe hostility instantly swept over him. "Find them, find them for me, even if you have to dig the ground to find them!"

Hanging up the phone, Qu Yasong quickly returned to his car.

That man could not be Dr. Smith. He had sent people to follow behind the car to prevent Dr. Smith from making any small moves, and the people he sent were all experienced mafiosi, so there was no way they would let an orthopedic doctor give them the slip.

He knew everyone in the car except him; he was uncertain. Zhao Yunhai definitely didn't have that kind of ability, and Su Ruo and Su Qing were even more unlikely. The only one who could possibly counter-detect and throw off the bodyguards was Dr. Smith.

If he wasn't Dr. Smith, then who could he be?

Suddenly, a thought struck his mind, and Qu Yasong's heart thudded as his breathing stopped abruptly.

Was it him? No, it couldn't be him. He couldn't have his baby fall into that madman's hands.

At that moment, Qu Yasong's message alert rang, a ringtone he had set for Su Qing alone. He pulled himself back from the nightmare of the past and hurriedly picked up his phone, which only had a short message: "Don't reply to me, I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm not a fragile flower. I'll be fine. Trust me! "

When he saw these words, he was relieved for no reason and was not as worried as he had been at first.

He calmed down and dialed a number, "Joey, find a team from the elite squad you brought with you and go with me to rescue the people. Bring me a knife, I want to kill that madman myself."

The car sped down the mountain road, making occasional sharp turns, and it was an hour before it came to a halt.

Faile's hands were so strong that he got out of the car, opened the back door, and took Su Ruo directly under his armpits, then carried Bai Lixin and Zhao Yunhai out of the car, one by one, like a hawk catching a chick.

After what felt like five minutes of being carried, Faile kicked open the door of a room, and Bai Lixin was thrown to the ground with a lightweight.

After throwing all three men to the ground, Faile tied all their hands behind their backs with twine before grabbing a bucket of cold water and pouring it over them.

"Ah, where is this?! Who are you? Someone help! " Su Ruo was shocked by the cold water and instantly came to his senses. He looked at the scene in front of him incredulously. One moment he was at the award ceremony, the next he was here. How could he appear here?

He moved his body, horrified to find himself in his present state, and with a twist of his head, he then saw Zhao Yunhai and Su Qing beside him.

Zhao Yunhai was also awake at this time, but he was much calmer than Su Ruo. Although he was scared, he did not use his roar to increase others' ambition.

Zhao Yunhai moved to hide Su Ruo behind him and looked warily at the man who was looking down on them like a skeleton from above.

Only when he heard that both men were awake did Bai Lixin open his eyes in a daze, looking at the scene before him with confused and frightened eyes. He shivered and leaned toward Zhao Yunhai, silently expressing his dependence on him.

Zhao Yunhai, on the other hand, did not even look at Bai Lixin, but only worriedly soothed Su Ruo with his eyes, while ignoring the latter.

Faile let out a loud "snort" of laughter when he saw how the three of them were behaving in front of him, "Funny, your expressions are so funny." He spoke fluent Chinese, laughing and applauding as he spoke.

"Any idea why you guys have been kidnapped? It's because of Qu Yasong. Remember to hate him," Faile had finished laughing. "If it weren't for your closeness to him, you wouldn't have been subjected to this undeserved disaster, so you all need to hate him hard, oh. "

Seeing Su Ruo's surprised expression and Zhao Yunhai's disgusted one, a feeling of pleasure rose in Faile's heart. He loved to watch relatives turning against each other and friends tearing each other apart.

Faile had a strange fetish for killing people. He liked to torture a person's spirit first, and would only finish him off after he had broken his spirit.

When he was given the task of killing Qu Yasong, the target of the mission was only Qu Yasong, but no matter how much he tortured him, Qu Yasong never gave a damn.

In the torture chamber, he was the king of all joys and sorrows, but how could someone not play by the rules?

Feeling his position shaken, Faile struck again, taking Qu Yasong's mother and close friends into captivity.

The look on his face was so beautiful, the best he had ever seen on anyone he had ever killed in his life, so much that he was addicted to it and forgot about the assassination mission Qu Yasong was saved, and the organization wanted to erase him for it.

Luckily, he reacted quickly and escaped in time.

Over the years, he had been hiding, observing Qu Yasong's every move, wanting to wait for another opportunity to admire the expression on his face for once.

It was just a pity that, after all these years, Qu Yasong no longer had any close friends.

But just a few months ago, Qu Yasong suddenly became obsessed with a crippled teenager like a man possessed, and even used his long-unused mafia powers for him.

In the past four months, Faile spent half a month sorting out their network of connections and then found Dr. Smith first. He killed the doctor and shaped himself to look like him, preparing for four months for this act today.

When he thought of the coming Qu Yasong, and the fact that he would once again be able to enjoy the expressions he had often seen in his dreams, Faile smiled fiercely and let out an eerie laugh.1

As he laughed, he scanned the three men with different looks on their faces, and when he passed Bai Lixin, his smile lurched. He pulled his face down and walked up to the boy, cupping his chin with one hand and making him look up, "Why are you not afraid?

Bai Lixin gave Faile a cold look and said, "It takes a punk to do this kind of sowing discord. You are a punk."

Faile's eyes widened at his words, and he raised his foot and kicked Bai Lixin half a meter away. Bai Lixin grimaced and stifled a grunt.

Faile spun around and jumped a few times, his hand gripping his hair hard, looking agitated and unsettled. "I see, you're not scared or terrified because it's not something you're afraid of. Heh. Interesting. I've just texted Qu Yasong, I'm sure he's in a hurry to get here, so since he's still got a while to get here, why don't we have some appetizers first."

Faile licked his tongue and circled the three men before suddenly walking over to Bai Lixin. He bent down, crouched to his ear, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "You know what's the saddest thing about people? It's that they can't help but break down even though they know I'm using them. "

After saying this, he stood up with a clear mind and walked to Zhao Yunhai and Su Ruo.

Zhao Yunhai shielded Su Ruo and said with strong composure, "You can't kill us. You won't survive this way either. The police will definitely catch you."

Seeing Su Ruo, who was trembling behind Zhao Yunhai, Faile laughed, "I have killed a thousand people, not a thousand, but 800. Where are the policemen who want to arrest me? All of them were played by me. "

He crouched down and said to Su Ruo, with a smile, "Little brother, you really like painting, don't you? But your brother lied to you. He had such good talent and he didn't tell you about it. I feel sorry for you, little brother. You've worked so hard, but you're no match for your brother, who has only been in the painting world for three months, I'd kill him if I were you."

"How about this, you slit his wrist and I'll let you go. Don't worry, I'll teach you how to cut only the tendons but not the arteries. " He suddenly took a different tone and said, "But on the other hand, if you don't cut his, I'll cut yours." With that, he took out a dagger with a cold glint and played with it.

Su Ruo sobbed through his tears, shaking his head desperately as he cried, "No, I can't. He's my brother. I can't do this to him."

Faile raised an eyebrow, "If that's the case, then I'll just have to cut off your tendons." As he said this, he knelt down behind Su Ruo and pressed the cold dagger against his wrist.

A stab of pain came and Su Ruo frantically screamed, "No, no, please don't cut off my tendons, it's my life!"

Faile paused, "Have you changed your mind?"

Su Ruo had a broken expression on his face as he looked at Su Qing, "I, he's my brother, I can't."

"Oh, since you can't bear it, why don't I change the rules again. There's a fourth person here, you can try asking for help to get someone else to do it for you." Faile smiled.

Su Ruo was shaken and looked at Zhao Yunhai, who was standing in front of him. He said, as if he saw a lifeline, "Yunhai, help me, Yunhai."

Zhao Yunhai looked at Su Ruo, who had lost his former glow, and his heart ached. His Su Ruo should be quiet and gentle, not having such an expression. He must help Su Ruo, "Okay, I will help you."

Zhao Yunhai looked at Faile, and the man smiled. He took the knife and cut Zhao Yunhai's rope, handing the knife over, "Come on, I'll show you where to cut."

Faile said and walked over, following behind him. Zhao Yunhai gulped and took two steps after him. Suddenly, he built up his strength and swung the dagger in his hand viciously toward Faile.

Without looking back, Faile kicked Zhao Yunhai's hand with the dagger and stepped on it. He then flipped Zhao Yunhai to his back and crushed his entire ankle and the bones in his sole with a loud "click".

Zhao Yunhai let out a hiss of pain and looked at his foot in disbelief.

Faile withdrew his foot and laughed, "I can bring the three of you in here at once with just one person's strength. Think carefully before you do it next time you act, or I don't know where I will shatter next time."

"Come, come, I'll show you how to cut your hamstrings," Faile said and then dragged Zhao Yunhai behind Bai Lixin with one hand.

Faile looked at Bai Lixin's expression and found him as indifferent as ever, and burst into a thunderstorm, "Why don't you shout, why don't you beg for mercy, why don't you cry out in pain?! Shouldn't you be desperate and resentful when your lover wants to cut your tendons for the sake of your brother? "

Bai Lixin looked deeply at Zhao Yunhai and said, "Yunhai, in fact, I never lost my memory at all. But even so, I still didn't want to give up on you. That's why I pretended to lose my memory. Come on, do it. I won't hate you. I won't hate you for anything you do. "

Bai Lixin added in his mind, "Because I don't care about you at all."

Zhao Yunhai stiffened at his words, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Su Qing. He had always despised Su Qing, thinking that he was greedy for vanity. However, in this situation, it was Su Qing, whom he despised the most, who was the calmest.

On the contrary, Su Ruo, whom he held in his own hands, was like a scared little mouse, jumping up and down in its cage.

Faile stomped his foot in hatred and directly clutched Zhao Yunhai's hand holding the dagger and slashed it fiercely at Bai Lixin's wrist, who grunted but did not scream.

This pain is nothing, it's not even a fifth of what it was during soul fusion, and a tenth of the pain when the body was strengthened.

Seeing Bai Lixin's still unchanged expression, Faile roared in anger and kicked Zhao Yunhai into the corner.

Zhao Yunhai wailed as he stared dully at Bai Lixin's bleeding wrist.

It was him. He was the one who had broken Su Qing's wings again. He had already broken Su Qing's foot, but this time he had even injured his hand.

He had actually hurt Su Qing twice in a row for the sake of Su Ruo. Su Qing, would never hate him no matter what he did.

Seeing Zhao Yunhai, who was nearly broken in spirit, Faile's mood only improved a few degrees. He picked up the dagger that had been scattered to the side and walked up to Su Ruo once again, "I know, Qu Yasong dumped you because of Zhao Yunhai, right? The reason you agreed to be with Zhao Yunhai was that he saved your life when you were in S Country, right? "

"But do you think that what you know is the truth? I've investigated everything. Let me tell you the truth, okay?"

Faile said, as he opened his phone and played a video, "This is a video I stole from a hotel camera I hacked in country S. I think you'll be interested. "

In the video, five tall men with high noses and deep eyes stood straight and flanked a man. Su Ruo remembered these five men very well. They are the same group of men who kidnapped him, and the man they were flanking was actually Zhao Yunhai!

Zhao Yunhai's gaze was cold, his face expressionless, "Okay, you guys will kidnap Su Ruo, right?"

Zhao Yunhai spoke in Mandarin, but Su Ruo was also proficient in Mandarin, and with only ten seconds of video, he could hear the words clearly and truly.

The dazed Zhao Yunhai had also heard the video. He adjusted his gaze to Su Ruo's angle. His eyes blinked a few times and finally regained some of their sparkles.

Zhao Yunhai strained to say, "It's not like that, Su Ruo. Listen to my explanation! "

Su Ruo broke down and screamed, "What else is there to explain? You must have also sent the video of us having sex at the hotel to Qu Yasong, right? You used a bitter ploy on me and got me separated from Qu Yasong. You're so vicious, Zhao Yunhai! "

Faile laughed heartily as he cut the rope binding Su Ruo's hands and shoved the dagger into Su Ruo's hand. He held Su Ruo's shoulders and compelled him from behind, "Yes, you should hate him and want to kill him. If he hadn't pushed Su Qing down, Su Qing wouldn't have discovered his talent for painting because of his crippled foot; if he hadn't taken you to country S, Qu Yasong wouldn't have broken up with you. Oh yes, Qu Yasong even fell in love with your brother Su Qing because of it; if he hadn't, Su Qing and Qu Yasong would never have crossed paths. "1

"The source of all this tragedy is Zhao Yunhai, and now if we cut off this source, we can stop the nightmare from spreading. Be good, go and kill him. "

Su Ruo held the dagger in both hands, his eyes lost in thought as he moved forward.

While watching the movements on their side, Faile looked at Bai Lixin, who suddenly paled, "Hahahaha, so Zhao Yunhai's life is the source of your trepidation."

As he watched Su Ruo move closer and closer to Zhao Yunhai, almost getting close to Zhao Yunhai, Bai Lixin suddenly stepped in front of Zhao Yunhai and said, "Su Ruo, you can't kill Yunhai. You will regret it. If you want to kill, kill me first!"

As soon as his words left his mouth, a force behind him suddenly pushed him away. Zhao Yunhai pushed Bai Lixin to the side and then lunged at Su Ruo.

He tried to snatch the dagger from Su Ruo's hand with his backhand, but Su Ruo's strength was surprisingly strong, and when they were at each other's throats, Zhao Yunhai snatched the dagger with one force, but in the struggle, he accidentally cut Su Ruo's wrist.

Su Ruo cried out in pain and could not stand the mental torture any longer. His eyes rolled over and he fainted again.

Zhao Yunhai grabbed the dagger and cut Bai Lixin's rope, saying guiltily, "Xiao Qing, I'm sorry. I've already destroyed your feet and your hands. I can't let you lose your life because of me! "

With that, he pushed Bai Lixin away and said, "I'll go and fight him. You escape while you have the chance!" After saying that, he stared at the fainted Su Ruo.

"Since you couldn't grow old with me, it is worth it to die together."

With his ankle bone crushed, Zhao Yunhai could only stand up with his right foot for support. He roared in anger and lunged at Faile.

Faile didn't give a damn and grabbed Zhao Yunhai's hand holding the dagger in a backhanded tackle and snatched it away in one swift movement.

Zhao Yunhai fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood before passing out.

Faile looked at the two men who had passed out and sighed softly, "Hey, how come two of them fell before the main meal came? But it doesn't matter, as long as the one Qu Yasong really cares about doesn't faint. "

After he said this, he looked at Bai Lixin with a pleasant expression, when suddenly his eyes widened and he looked at Bai Lixin incredulously.

Bai Lixin rubbed his wrist, which had recovered completely and had no visible wounds. He stretched and looked indifferently at the two men who had fallen to the ground and laughed, "I really don't know whether to call you a silly elk or a divine helper. I was worried about how to turn these two men against each other and you appeared. "

Faile's jaw dropped, and he pointed at Bai Lixin's healed wrist, "I clearly just cut your wrist muscles. How did you..."

"You think you have me in the palm of your hand, but you don't know that as you are playing with them, I am playing with you. You're just a doll! I've got you on a string, trash!"

Faile took two steps backward and waved the dagger in his hand, "No, it's not possible. I'm the only one playing with you!"

Bai Lixin sneered and pressed on, "Faile, you are a coward, a scumbag. You were used as a puppet by your assassination organization, trying to struggle but unable to break free, and finally turning that hatred on the target of your mission. It's trash like you who has no right to hurt Qu Yasong! "

"I will send you to your assassin organization and have you imprisoned in that cage forever so that you will suffer for the rest of your life and live in despair and pain forever!"

"No, no," Faile looked in a trance, "I don't want to go back to that organization!" With that, he suddenly changed his expression and thrust the dagger in his hand at Bai Lixin.

Just as the dagger was one step away from Bai Lixin, he heard the boy shout "Time Freeze!" And the dagger that was about to pierce his eye stopped as if it had stood still.

"Time Freeze" was a new item that appeared in the exchange window of the dimensional system, 100 points for one exchange, with a duration of 20 seconds.

Bai Lixin redeemed this item when he used his dimensional points to repair the injury on his wrist.

Seeing that time was frozen, Thyssen stepped back slightly, lifted his arm, and grabbed Fayre's arm, bending it hard to bring the dagger to his own chest.

After doing so, Bai Lixin lifted his hand and slapped the frozen Faile's head a few times, saying, "Who let you bully my Qu Yasong? Don't you love playing with other people's lives?

He also slapped his face a few times, and the time limit of the "time freeze" was up. Faile felt a pain in his chest and looked at his chest in horror, only to see the dagger stuck in his chest by his own hand!

Faile staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

He had chosen this place carefully. He had even planned the perfect escape route. As soon as he could see the look on Qu Yasong's face, he would immediately flee. But now he hadn't even arrived yet, and he would die a horrible death by his own dagger. It was ridiculous!

Seeing Faile's gradually cooling body, Bai Lixin asked s419m, [Is Qu Yasong arriving soon?]

[Lord-host, Mr. Qu Yasong, is expected to push his way in 4 minutes and 24 seconds].

Bai Lixin nodded. He could faintly hear the sound of the car's motor. He found a corner and laid down, closing his eyes and pretending to be unconscious. The other two were unconscious, and it would be too much of a shock to be awake.

A few minutes later, the door was thrown open with a loud "pop" and Qu Yasong came sprinting in, catching sight of the mess and Faile in a pool of blood.

His heart thudded, and he stumbled toward Bai Lixin, almost as if he had lost his footing.

He picked up the "unconscious" Bai Lixin, touched his warm body, felt the strong breath coming out, and tears came to his eyes.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host! The soul fusion level has reached 24%, 30%, 40%, 55%...99%, 100%! Congratulations, Lord Host, Lord God's two soul fragments are perfectly fused!]

Hearing the system beep over and over again in his mind, Bai Lixin could no longer suppress his excitement, and tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably.

In Qu Yasong's arms, he opened his eyes, which were drenched with tears, hugged Qu Yasong tightly, and kissed his lips deeply.