Qin Yize listened to the ins and outs of what Lin Zheng and the others sang in a big drama on the balcony, and was silent for a moment facing the night.

The outside of the house is a thick black, so dark that no light can be seen, revealing a sense of suffocation and oppression.

He turned sideways and looked into the dimly lit room.

Young Master Cheng, who was still immersed in sleep, had no idea that his great achievements had been wiped out by three roommates.

He even hugged the pillow and muttered something in his sleep, then turned around and fell asleep again.

He looked like he didn't care about anything.

Qin Yize inevitably recalled the little guy crying and screaming in pain just now in the bathroom.

His eyes darkened again.

How can I really not care, I'm just used to hiding the wound.Just like a little hedgehog, with spines all over his body, he doesn't want to show his fragility to others.

Qin Yize felt sorry for the little hedgehog.

"Is the person he hit called Ji Qiushi?" Qin Yize asked.

"Yes! Anyway, it's from their dormitory, and the post that slandered Little Yi was also posted by someone from their dormitory." Lin Zheng replied.

"Okay, I got it." Qin Yize said slowly, "I'll take care of the rest."

Before hanging up his phone, he thought of another thing and said, "By the way, I would like to trouble you to ask for a leave of absence for him. He may not be able to go to school tomorrow."

"Ah? Did something happen to Little Yi?" The voices of the roommates on the other end of the phone showed some concern.

Qin Yize glanced into the room, and said lightly: "It's nothing, but he may feel a little unwell tomorrow, and he may not be able to get up."

It's really hard to say that I won't be able to wake up tomorrow if I'm so drunk tonight.

There was an eerie silence on the other end of the phone.

It was so quiet that he stared at the phone for a while, wondering if the signal was cut off.

Just when he wondered if the signal was broken, a strange and ambiguous voice came from the opposite side: "Okay, okay, we hired him directly, as long as you have fun."

Qin Yize: "?"

The other party hung up the phone as if a ghost was chasing after him.

Qin Yize was a little dazed looking at the busy tone coming from the receiver.

The little guy's roommates... It seems, it seems that they have misunderstood something?

After finishing the phone call with Lin Zheng and the others, he called his assistant again, confessed a few words softly, and went back to the room.

The room was brighter than the balcony, Young Master Cheng curled up into a bun in the dim light, and seemed to be sleeping very soundly.

Qin Yize wandered around the house and hall for a long time, and finally found a bottle of ointment for bruises in a medicine box in the living room.

The little ancestor was sleeping soundly, he lifted the quilt and rubbed the medicine on him as gently as possible.

The cold ointment was spread evenly on the scar with his fingers. Even though he moved lightly, the sleeping man frowned subconsciously, as if he was in pain, and his body began to writhe dishonestly.

Qin Yize held down his flailing arm, and was kicked several times by the little ancestor who disturbed his dream.

...

The next morning, Cheng Beiyi woke up with a headache.

He opened his eyes blankly, saw the familiar ceiling, and had the illusion that he was still in a dream.

He clearly remembered that he was drinking at a barbecue stall?Why did you fall asleep at home when you opened your eyes?

There seems to be a light medicinal fragrance in the air, which is delicate and elegant, and the taste seems familiar.

He rolled up the sleeves of his pajamas and smelled it, and it really came from some bruises on his body.

So, who gave him these medicines?

Young Master Cheng struggled out of bed with a full stomach and Da Fengzi who came from the south, and after the hygienist flushed his face and sobered up, he opened the bedroom door while covering his hangover headache.

Just a few steps out of the room, could smell the smell of fried eggs, and could vaguely hear the movement in the kitchen.

I wipe, is there someone in his room?

Young Master Cheng, who was drinking the fragments, drifted over, and looked into the kitchen with his head.

In the kitchen that had been his display for a long time, a tall figure was fiddling with something on the dining board.

The black shirt is full of abstinence, outlining the man's perfect figure with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

As if he heard the movement, the man looked back.

"Hi, handsome guy." Cheng Beiyi lay down by the door, snapped his fingers at him, blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "How did you show up at my house?"

The handsome man paused while cutting the ham with the kitchen knife, then narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the little hooligan who refused to accept the drink.

"Haven't you woke up yet?" Qin Yize asked him.

"..."

The little hooligan who refused to accept his account frowned, and said in a very righteous tone: "You didn't wake up! I wasn't drunk at all last night, okay? I only drank eight bottles of beer. I used to be able to drink ten bottles!"

Qin Yize wiped his hands slowly, then turned to look at him: "So, my mobile phone was thrown into the river to feed the fish when you were fully awake?"

"I'm curious, where did it provoke you?"

Cheng Beiyi: "..."

"Impossible...why don't I remember this incident?" Young Master Cheng covered his head and recalled it. After confirming that he had never done such wicked things, he immediately became angry, "You are talking nonsense, I didn't do it!"

"You just want to take advantage of my unconsciousness and lay the blame on me! You said that I threw away your mobile phone, do you have evidence?" Young Master Cheng put his hips on his hips confidently, looking like a rascal who wanted to slander to the end.

Qin Yize: "I remember that there is a traffic monitor on that bridge, maybe we can transfer over to have a look?"

"..."

Young Master Cheng was a little guilty, and the original righteousness on his face disappeared in an instant.

Maybe... that immoral thing was really done by him, maybe?

"Hey, your ham is so beautifully sliced." Young Master Cheng changed the subject without changing his expression, and sold a wave of cuteness by the way.

Qin Yize was no longer surprised by the little hooligan's aggressive behavior, so he turned around and continued to cut his ham silently.

"Are you making a sandwich?" The little hooligan slipped over from the door in two or three steps, leaned over to the cutting board, grabbed a piece of ham and ate it.

"En." Qin Yize replied, put the sliced ham on a plate, and began to slice cucumbers again.

The young master's little paw quietly touched the cucumber slice again.

Qin Yize turned to wash the lettuce, while the young master continued to eat cucumbers.

When he turned around with the washed vegetables, the sliced cucumber and ham had disappeared from the plate, leaving only two bare plates.

Qin Yize: "?"

He glanced at someone who was still chewing non-stop, and the expression on his face was numb.

Young Master Cheng covered his mouth and burped a little.

"Is there any cut over there?" He pointed to the remaining half of the ham and half of the cucumber on the cutting board.

"Well, I know." Young Master Cheng picked up half a cucumber, gnawed on it and said, "It's okay, just cut some more!"

Qin Yize shook his head helplessly, picked up the remaining half of ham, and cut it again.

But someone seems to be competing with him, he cuts a piece, someone eats a piece, his cutting speed can't keep up with someone's eating speed.

Qin Yize stopped the knife in his hand.

"Are you full?" He squinted at a certain snack who kept making troubles, and his tone was a bit cold.

The snack guy stuffed his cheeks with food, blinked his eyes and whispered, "I didn't do it on purpose, I'm too hungry."

He was still quibbling in a low voice, but he was caught off guard and carried onto the desk by pinching his waist, and was forced to sit on the cold desk.

The man in front of him crouched down, covering a large shadow in front of him.

Cheng Beiyi's heart skipped a beat, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and he met the man's half-smiling gaze.

In the blink of an eye, some memory fragments seemed to flash by.

"I remembered, I was drunk last night, you played a hooligan on me!" Young Master Cheng grabbed him by the collar, and the villain complained first.

"..." Who is the hooligan?

It looks more like you when you're drunk, right?Qin Yize raised his eyebrows.

"You bullied me while I was taking a bath, I remembered! You ran into my bathtub, and you..." Cheng Beiyi's face was flushed with anger, and the story behind was hard to tell, so he could only stare fiercely at him while taking advantage of it.The "Qin hooligan" who watched him get drunk and bullied him.

Very good, remember this part!Qin Yize sighed in his heart.

This memory, the fish have to squeal well after hearing it.

"I'm curious..." Qin Yize smiled ambiguously on his lips, and looked at him, "When you're drunk, do you only pick the parts you want to remember the most?"

"..."

Who wants to remember that segment?

"That's because you bullied me too hard!" Young Master Cheng complained aggrievedly.

"Yesterday's level of cruelty is not considered cruel." Qin Yize explained slowly: "Next time I will show you how cruel it is."

Cheng Beiyi: "..."

He hammered on his shoulder angrily: "Put me down, this table is so icy, it hurts my butt from the cold."

"No hurry." Qin Yize smiled calmly, leaned down slowly, and kissed the little rascal.

"Okay, okay, get up!" Cheng Beiyi was afraid that if he was not careful, he would turn the sacred kitchen into an indescribable place, and pushed him, "Get me up, you stinky hooligan...uh..."

Qin Yize, who was splashed with dirty water from hooligans for no reason, was furious. He grabbed Young Master Cheng and kissed him hard, confirming his crime of hooliganism.

...

Young Master Cheng finally struggled to get off the desk, and kicked someone in anger.

His head still hurts from the hangover!Can some old hooligans restrain themselves a bit and be human for the time being?

Young master Cheng felt wronged.

I was so wronged that even my stomach started to ache.

Seeing that the expression on his face was pale, Qin Yize frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

The stomach hurt more and more, and Cheng Beiyi couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"My stomach feels a bit uncomfortable..." He bent down and squatted down, his lower lip was bitten by his teeth and made a few small marks, "I'm sick! It hurts!"

Qin Yize's expression became a little dignified, and he bent down and carried him to the sofa in the living room.

"Where does it hurt?"

"I don't know, it seems to be liver, and it seems to be kidney." A certain part of his stomach was covered, grinning in pain.

He still did not forget to ask a novel question, "I don't think I overused my kidneys, did I?"

Qin Yize: "..."

After a long silence, he finally opened his mouth: "You are covering your stomach."

Cheng Beiyi: "..."

The gods use their kidneys too much!

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Long wait!Happy Lantern Festival, babies~