Xiaolong reluctantly accepted Ye Liangkai’s reason and began to warn, "Be honest and don’t do anything that I’m sorry for Brother Qian, or I’ll find out that I’ll do it to you first."

Ye Liangkai nodded with a headache. Ye Shaoqian has been gone for many months. This man is still guarding him for the boss in the ground. It’s really Ye Liangkai who dare not tell Xiaolong that the man is dead. Why are you still asking him? But he dare not say this, and he can’t hurt Xiaolong’s hand.
Ye Liangkai asked, "Brother Long, is there anything else you asked me to come?"
Xiaolong got up and said "wait", then went back to his room and took a look at something similar to a photo frame. Ye Shaoqian and Ye Liangkai took an intimate photo and stuffed it into Ye Liangkai’s hand and said, "Put it away in your room and look at Brother Qian every day."
Leaves cool open the corners of the mouth and twitch unnaturally. If this thing is placed in his room, his parents will definitely chop him to death with a kitchen knife.
Ye Liangkai didn’t want to be a hot potato, so he said, "Brother Long, I have a modest photo, so you’d better keep it." Just want to return the photo frame to Xiaolong, he was forced to take it back in his arms with an angry stare, and he said awkwardly with his poor eyes, "Then I’ll keep it."
"Remember to take a video of you talking to Qian Ge every day and send it to me. You can go." Xiaolong turned his back and walked to his room and said that Ye Liang opened his mind. The thought of holding a photo frame and talking to a crazy person in the face of a photo made him feel a chill.
But Xiaolong doesn’t look like a person who will take back his words. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ye Shaoqian, you’re killing me. Ye Liangkai locked the door outside for Xiaolong with an abnormal collapse. The more he looked at each other, the more he felt that Ye Shaoqian’s smiling face in the photo became ghastly, as if he would jump out at any time, the more he felt horrible. I heard that the suicide ghost Yan wouldn’t accept it. Should he still stay with him? Ye Liangkai was a good man with an imagination. The more he wanted to be afraid.
As soon as the ladder opened and the leaves were cool, I couldn’t wait to get out of the door and go straight to my car. When I was one step away from my car, I suddenly bumped into a person, scaring him to scream all his life. The photo frame in his hand also fell to the ground and the glass mirror cracked and cracked.
A pair of white and slender fingers reached to the photo frame that fell to the ground, and the leaves were cool. Looking at those familiar hands, I suddenly took a step back and my breath was tight.
Chapter two hundred and ninety-nine Temptation
Leaves cool open before looking at those familiar slender fingers face transient pale line of sight from hand trembling moved to the front of the man.
It was a young strange man about twenty-four years old, slender, wearing a black jacket with some hip-hop style, black slim pants and a pair of white shoes with a bag of things coming back from the outside.
Ye Liangkai was greatly relieved to see the strange appearance of the man, and saw him staring at the photo frame after picking it up. He held Ye Shaoqian’s photo on his cheek without makeup.
Ye Liang, regardless of etiquette, immediately took it back nervously and put the photo frame on his belly in a panic and quickly said, "Thank you for helping me pick it up."
The man stared at Ye Liangkai’s bleeding finger when he was cut by broken glass because he took back the photo frame and said, "Is the photo person your boyfriend?"
Ye Liangkai shook his head and stared straight at the young man’s hands for a long time before he took back his eyes and smiled with some rigidity and said, "Goodbye, not a friend of mine." Then he wanted to turn his head and say goodbye.
The man grabbed Ye Liang’s arm and said, "Don’t go back until your finger is injured and bandaged."
Ye Liangkai’s eyes moved from the black pattern on the side of his arm to his palm. Looking at a lot of bright red blood, he immediately became dizzy and his body was shaky. The young man quickly took him in his arms and asked, "Are you okay?"
Ye Liangkai climbed the man’s shoulder so as not to fall down. His face was a little hazy and very much like an acquaintance. He took a few deep breaths and desperately suppressed dizziness and fear in his heart. The world before him gradually became clear and bright. The man’s face still looked as strange as before. It seems that the doctor’s treatment of his dizziness still had some effect, but he could gradually control the dizziness.
Ye Liangkai’s face is not very good, his hands and feet are cold and he has no strength.
"Thank you," said Ye Liangkai, whose face was still pale and his forehead braved a tight cold sweat, clutching the strange man’s shoulder tightly.
"Go to my home and leave after dressing." The man said that Ye Liangkai wanted to refuse to think that his car didn’t have a hemostatic band-aid, but when he drove here, he didn’t see any shops nearby. You can’t go back bleeding. You didn’t refuse this proposal. This community here is so high-end. This person is always not a pervert. If something really happens, there should be monitoring here.
The man held on to Ye Liang’s physical strength and didn’t recover. On the way to Ye Liang’s home, he asked, "What do you do?"
"freelancing"
Leaves cool open nodded and smiled and said, "freelancing is good. What’s your last name? I can call you."
The man held the leaves cool and smelled a stiff hand. He didn’t pay attention to the malicious pinch. He took a deep breath and almost cried out.
Ye Liangkai apologized quickly for asking taboo questions and said, "I’m sorry, please don’t mind."
The man chuckled at the bottom of his mouth and looked at Ye Liangkai. He said apologetically with black eyes, "Nothing to mind is that my name is too common for ordinary people to remember."
Ye Liangkai stared at the man and reflected himself in his black pupil. He was forced to face a little stupid and had the illusion that he was being played. He secretly shook his head and felt that he wanted to take back his sight.
The man’s home is just five minutes away from the location, and it takes him five minutes to reach Ye Liangkai. Watching him skillfully open his door, he followed him into the room and looked around. This room is full of postmodern elements, and it feels that the room is quite dynamic and distinctive, full of young people’s flavor.
Ye Liangkai asked curiously, "What’s your name?"
The man asked him to sit on the sofa and go to a cabinet in the living room and come back with a first-aid kit. He raised Ye Liang and disinfected him with alcohol cotton in his hand and said, "Blanc."
Leaves cool open almost cried and said, "How did I meet him when I went to Blanc?"
"What’s your name?" Blanc asked Ye Liangkai to see if he asked his name. Maybe he didn’t know himself. His heart said that the name he might meet was more like a person. It wasn’t necessarily that Blanc had the same name and surname in the words, but in case it was true, Blanc said, "My name is Ye Kai."
"Leaves open" Blanc whispered these two words, and the corners of his mouth were hidden with a ponder smile and said, "It’s really a simple name."
Why does Ye Liangkai feel that this sentence is a little familiar? I don’t remember hearing it there, so I smiled and said, "So is your name."
A wonderful smile in blanc’s eyes means that the leaves are cool and smiling.
Blanc’s dressing technique is still good, and it didn’t hurt him much. He tried to bend his leaves and was wrapped in bandages. His hands didn’t hinder his grip, so he wanted to leave Blanc and kept him and said, "Have a drink."
"No, thank you. I’m leaving." Ye Liangkai refused and picked up his clothes and wanted to leave.
"It’s not too late to have a drink with me," Blanc said, looking at him.
Leaves cool open hesitated for two seconds, nodded, put on clothes and sat down again.
"Tea?"
Ye Liangkai nodded and watched Blanc go into the kitchen. He added, "I like tea. I just went out and bought a new pot of tea."
Leaves cool open sitting on the sofa watching blanc figure eyes deepened without injury fingers gently banging on the back of the sofa.
Blanc slowly boiled a pot of boiled water and boiled the tea leaves. When the leaves were cool, he took the glass cup and thanked him. "Why didn’t you buy a tea set because you love tea so much?"
"There’s no need to be so fancy about drinking tea," Blanc said, shifting his sight from the teacup to the leaves open.
Ye Liangkai stared at that handsome face and tried to find a trace of old shadow from his face, but failed. At present, this face is unruly, moist and wild, especially the eyes are very attractive, with some charm and breath attracting people to explore.
Ye Liangkai feels that these eyes seem to have been seen somewhere, but they can’t be found in memory.