Chapter 37： Chapter 37

Bai Huai turned a few more pages, but didn't see anything. He glanced at Jian Songyi, who was typing on his side with his head down, in a casual tone: "Very busy?"

"Oh, nothing, okay."

Jian Songyi gave a perfunctory cry, and did not lift his eyelids.

He was asking Xu Jiaxing to contact the bar master, wanting to find out the ip of those vests, but the bar master said that their authority was limited to targeting the city.

If you locate the city, you can guess it is Nancheng with Xu Jiaxing's toes.

Jian Songyi doesn't like to be convicted without evidence. If there is no real hammer, there will be no chaos, but if there is no chaos, and he can't get out of this tone, those who like to be forced to talk will still be forced to talk, and one day it will be passed to Bai In Huai's ears.

He thought that it was a bit annoying, he threw the phone, grabbed his hair a few times, the joints were hard, and the beads on his wrist collided with a crisp sound, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet early morning.

Hearing the noise, Bai Huai said lightly: "If it's inconvenient, just pick it up."

Jian Songyi immediately raised her head, with impatient eyebrows: "What to pick? It won't work."

Because I was not in a good mood, I said this in a hurry, and it sounded like a tantrum.

But just such a bad temper tantrum made Bai Huai, who had just been sour in his heart, a bit of relief and joy.

No matter what, Jian Songyi was thinking about him, without thinking, relying on instinct, thinking about him.

Originally, the word "disgusting" was like an invisible hurting ice cone, lying on his chest, making him feel a little bit cold and painful, and stopped in place, not daring to stop. Take a step forward, for fear of going astray and making irreversible mistakes.

But it happened that the person was on the other side of the road, between casual words, and always unreasonably gave him some hope, so that he was not reconciled, so he really stopped here.

Bai Huai didn't know whether to blame himself for being too greedy, or to blame the person he likes for being too good. In the end, all the sourness and all the astringency are all because of your name, and you are so happy.

He felt that he had better take a moment to close the book, put it back on the table, and stood up: "I will go home and change my clothes."

"Oh." Jian Songyi nodded, "Do you want to have dinner together at noon?"

"No, I'll accompany Grandpa."

"...At night?"

"No, I guess there will be guests at home."

"But... forget it, it's okay, you go back first, I happened to have an appointment with Lu Qifeng to open the dark, I don't have time to accompany you."

Jian Songyi was dull, but not stupid. He could feel Bai Huai's apparently alienated attitude.

Bai Huai is all like this. Eight out of ten. Nine times he has seen those words, so what can he say? He thinks it doesn't matter what rumors are, but a noble person like Bai Huai can bear that kind of unreserved scumbag.

So he didn't keep him, and didn't send him off, just let him go.

Although he had specially ordered a fondant cake for him, it seemed that it was no longer suitable for sending it out.

Jian Songyi lay back on the bed and buried herself in the bed. She felt a little uncomfortable in her chest, stuffy, sour and airtight.

It suddenly occurred to him that Bai Huai had hinted that he had picked the bracelet, and felt a little angry.

This was specially prepared for him by myself, and the words on the prehnite were also hard-working by myself, all for his own good. How could I let myself pick it?

Pick it up and pick it up, what's your own picture? What are you afraid of?

Thinking about it, I prepared to push down the bracelet, but when the bracelet slid to the tip of my finger, he didn't force it down any more, paused, and finally returned to the wrist.

He remembered that post.

Although the post went inexplicably later, it was all right.

The things that Bai Huai did were really true and real, but they were naturally hidden in the minutiae, and he was too used to it, so he didn't feel anything special.

But bystanders can see clearly.

This has been the case since childhood. He is self-willed, picky, squeamish, and Jingui. Sometimes even his parents dislike him as annoying, but every time Bai Huai finds a way to arrange him properly.

For example, in kindergarten, the four boxes of strawberry milk delivered at noon every day, such as the toffee that must be eaten when changing teeth, such as the stomach medicine that is kept in the Baihuai bag at any time after the stomach is broken when the junior high school lives.

In places where onlookers can’t see, there is also Bai Huai who accompanies him to differentiate and accompany him through the combined heat. In order to get a depressant to get himself fever, he tirelessly accompanies him to practice anti-alpha over and over again. Pheromones.

He said that he is not a fool either. Who treats him well should not be invisible, so much goodness should not be wiped out by such an alienation.

But thinking of those good things, Jian Songyi felt even more uncomfortable in his chest.

feel oppressed.

Blame those few bastards.

When I find out who it is, I have to beat them to death.

When Bai Huai came home, the house was empty. Only Aunt Liu was busy cleaning up. When he saw him coming back, she wiped her hands and came out to greet him: "Why are you back, Xiaohuai? I thought you were going to eat at the other door, so nothing Ready. Have you eaten yet? Aunt I didn’t eat it for you."

"I have eaten, Aunt Liu, go ahead."

"Have you eaten yet? Didn't Aunt Liu cook a bowl of noodles for you? Or if you want something delicious for lunch, Aunt Liu will buy it for you?"

"I've really eaten, I'll go back to the room first, Aunt Liu, you can make something at noon."

After speaking upstairs, his expression was so pale that he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Aunt Liu sighed helplessly.

Alas, what about the children of wealthy families? Grandpa went to the countryside to sympathize with others, his father helped the poor in the Northwest, and his aunt went to Beicheng to do charity. Only the 18th birthday of his own child was deserted at home.

It would be great if Mr. Wen was still there.

It's a pity...Forget it, let's make more delicious food at noon.

When Bai Huai returned to the room, charged the phone, changed his clothes, and picked up the phone again, a lot of news had already accumulated.

The fortune teller asked me for a 40% discount: [Sorry, Lord Bo, I'm really sorry. ]

Bai Huai acquiesced to Yu Ziguo's cp, so things developed into this way, and he can't be blamed: [It's okay. You’re not to blame for this, but don’t talk about it in the future, and don’t presume on Jian Song Pasta. ]

The fortune teller asked me to get a 40% discount: [But it's a pity, I really think you two match well. It has nothing to do with fortune-telling. Although I did see it from the face the first time, I really thought that you two are really good. ]

The fortune teller asks me for a 40% discount: [Maybe I’m a countryman, I don’t have much knowledge, I have never seen a good person like you, handsome, good grades, good family background, the most important thing is people, everywhere. Well, I envy you, and feel that no one else is worthy of you. ]

The fortune teller asked me for a 40% discount: [I don’t know if I am qualified to say this, if I am too presumptuous, you can scold me. I just think that the authorities are obsessed with the bystanders. If you have anything to say, Lord Bo, you might as well just say it directly. ]

Yu Ziguo looked silly, but in fact, a thoughtful child, who had lived hard since childhood, was more sensitive to human feelings, love and hatred, likes and dislikes, than others.

Bai Huai did not deny or agree: [You can hide this as a secret. ]

......

Yu Ziguo didn't know what to reply.

What's this secret? If this continues, at most it will become a secret that only Jian Songyi does not know.

But he is an outsider and dare not say anything.

I can only reply one: [Sorry, I still blame me, it's not that I post indiscriminately, those people will not say those disgusting things, you and Song Ge will not be angry, blame me, I am sorry you, you call me. ]

Bai Huai frowned: [What disgusting words? ]

The fortune teller asked me to get a 40% discount: [Don’t you know about Lord Bo? Didn't you see the post? Yes, the post has been deleted. It's fine if you don't see it, and it's also uneasy if you see it. ]

Bai Huai looked down, after a long while, he sent a WeChat message to Xu Jiaxing: [Give me the contact information of the master. ]

Xu Jiaxing quickly threw a business card over, and was forced to talk: [Boye, do you think these people are interesting? Actually questioned whether Brother Song was a? ]

[Also, Yu Ziguo is really crazy about CP. When you and Brother Song were at war, we were all on the scene. It would be nice if you didn't fight each other. You still think you can be together? ]

[Song brother obviously likes that kind of gentle and sweet omega, if you say he has a leg with Zhou Luo, I still believe it. ]

[However, anyway, kill this group of unclean mouths first. No matter what your relationship is with Brother Song, it's up to them to talk? Rubbish stuff is just to look down on others. ]

Bai Huai blocked his news.

While installing the plug-in and driver, contact the owner: [I have deleted the posts, can I still see the records in the background? ]

Bar master: [Yes, that is, the posting IP address is only accurate to the city, and we can’t help it. ]

Bai Huai: [It’s okay, is it convenient to give me your account? I log in directly from the background. ]

Bar Lord: [Oh, yes, we can change the password later. ]

Bai Huai: Send a red envelope.

[Thank you. ]

Lord: [No, no, no, I can’t ask for it, but I'm the fan of you and Brother Song! And I hate this kind of troublemaker the most, so Bo, please come on and teach them a lesson! I will keep it secret for you! ]

Bai Huai: [Thank you. ]

Baihuai received the account password, activated the plug-in, opened the original web page, moved his fingers quickly, and quickly entered a string of codes. Soon, the IP addresses of those floors were detailed, accurate to the street and house number.

Bai Huai took down the addresses and sent them to Xu Jiaxing: [Are these addresses familiar? ]

After a while, Xu Jiaxing replied: [Others are not clear. I have to wait for tomorrow to go back to school to look through the registration form. But the Jiamao Garden, I know that some of our grade students who came from the first high school live there, because it seemed to be a school district room before. ]

After a while, he added: [One of them seems to have a good relationship with the iron cow, when I was on the basketball team. Tie Niu often invites them to dinner. ]

One in.

Huangfu Yi.

Going around, still can't go around these people.

Bai Huai squeezed his eyebrows, thought for a while, and then continued to reply: [OK, I will check the registration form tomorrow, I will solve this matter, don't talk to Jian Songyi. ]

Xu Jiaxing: [You two are really interesting, how come you both like to put things on your head. ]

Bai Huai: [What do you mean? ]

Xu Jiaxing: [Song Gegang also told me that he will solve this matter, and we are not allowed to pretend to you. ]

Bai Huai hung up for a moment: [Has he found out who it is? ]

Xu Jiaxing: [Not yet, we are not hackers, so where is the ability? But then, how did you find out Bo Ye? Have you ever been a hacker? ]

Bai Huai did not say that he was the only liberal arts student to win a special prize in the North City Information Technology Competition last year. If he wanted to, he could direct him directly, but he went back to the South City.

But as long as Jian Songyi hasn't determined who it is, although this person is irritable, he is not reckless, and he will not cause troubles unclearly, and let himself fall behind.

He wasn't afraid that Jian Songyi would cause trouble, he was just worried that if the other party really noticed that Jian Songyi was an omega, he would be forced to jump over the wall in a hurry and use some pickling methods. If something happened to Jian Songyi, then he might be crazy.

Fortunately, these people are probably also intimidating. They only dare to take advantage of the protection of the anonymous network, hold the keyboard battle, and dare not look for things in person, so they still have time to solve them one by one.

For example, before that, give them some small warnings.

Bai Huai started the driver, followed the URLs, checked the past, and sent out a little surprise.

It was already evening when he was done with these things. Aunt Liu urged him to eat several times in the middle, and he just passed it around. When Aunt Liu came to remind him again, it was already dinner time, and finally went downstairs slowly.

There is really no appetite.

A large table of dishes, one person, no matter how boring to eat.

Just picking up the chopsticks and preparing to take a few mouthfuls of rice to deal with it, the doorbell rang.

When the door was opened, Jian Songyi stood outside holding a bowl.

With a straight face and a bad attitude, when he saw him, he stuffed the bowl into his hand and complained in an unkind tone: "You were too careless when you went out in the morning. My mother discovered me and caused me to be caught by her. I have been interrogating for a long time, so I have to give you a bowl of longevity noodles."

Bai Huai looked down, and it was really a bowl of steaming noodles.

"My mother doesn't know how to make it. It took a whole day to make noodles and noodles. My dad and I ate all the waste. It almost didn't choke me. This bowl is probably not very delicious, but don't Dislike it, after all, I haven't had it on my birthday."

Bai Huai felt warm: "Thank Aunt Tang."

Jian Songyi ignored him, looked over his shoulder, and glanced into his room: "Where is your grandpa?"

"..."

Bai Huai clasped his fingers on the edge of the bowl, showing a green and white color.

His grandfather didn't come back at all. Last night, he was obsessed with his heart, and he casually made up a nonsense. It was nothing at the time, but if this little thought is discovered by Jian Songyi now, I don't know if he will feel sick.

These careful actions of oneself seem clumsy and dirty.

However, Jian Songyi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't that you want to accompany your grandpa?"

"..."

Bai Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and his fingertips regained their rosiness. Fortunately, the advantage of single-celled organisms was that they couldn't remember the hatred overnight.

Jian Song suggested that he didn't explain, and he was sure that Bai Huai was lying and seeking an excuse to hide from him. He suddenly became angry and couldn't help but explode.

"Bo Huai, isn't you just talking nonsense to avoid me? Isn't it interesting? As for? For so many years of love, you just avoided me for a few gossips, do you have a conscience?"

"I know that you are a compelling person, a hairy, sensitive, crazy fan, so I finally found someone to delete the post, just don't want you to see it, make you unhappy, make you think about it, and don't know the result. Why the **** did you see it."

"The most annoying thing is that you actually ignored me because of this. What do you mean? You feel wronged with me, right? I didn't dislike you. Why do you dislike me? You want to break your relationship? Okay, if you break your relationship, you will break your relationship. Who cares about you as a idiot!"

Jian Songyi got more and more angry, turned and left.

Bai Huai grabbed his wrist: "Who do you think is stupid?"

"Who else can it be? Someone who ate me last night and slept with me, and turned around because of a few disgusting things. Isn't it a stupid bastard?"

"Then who are you talking about disgusting stuff?"

"Did you drink too much, your brain is broken, and you have lost your basic judgment? Others say that you pretended to be cold during the day and was **** by me at night, and you asked me who is the nausea? How can you bear so well in your heart? Why don’t I know that you are such a Virgin? No...what are you laughing at? Damn, I’m still angry, can you be more serious, don’t laugh!"

Bai Huai tried his best to restrain himself, but still couldn't hide his smile: "I didn't laugh at anything, but Yu Ziguo thought you were disgusting that he put us together. I now know that he thinks too much, so I think it's funny. ."

"Although he thinks the question is a little bit strange from the angle of view, but what he said is basically the truth, and he didn't do anything wrong, how can he feel that I say he is sick? How does this head grow? No, I need to ask him to explain clearly. I **** hate this kind of misunderstanding the most...No, why are you laughing again?! What is so funny?!"

Bai Huai's eyebrows were slightly bent, a smile overflowed from the corners of his lips and eyebrows, with a little bit of doting: "It's nothing, just suddenly want to eat grapes."

"..." Jian Songyi realized that he could not communicate with Bai Huai at all, and held his breath, "Bo Huai, are you sick?"

Bai Huai looked at the bad-tempered young man whose hair was exploded because he was unclear, and couldn't help reaching out his hand, rubbing his head, and scratching it twice like a kitten.

There is something wrong.

The disease is called you.

There is no cure.

The sweetness is as sweet as sweet.