Chapter 98 Just Have Pity on Me

A faint cold light seeped in from the cracks in the wall, casting a long, thin shadow on the ground.

Xiao Qihao lowered his eyes and stared at Ye Xiang's swaying clothes. He saw from the corner of his eye that he seemed to be in a good mood and even hummed a song he often listened to.

His palms were already sweating, and the thing he was holding was rubbing against his skin through the rough cloth. It was shaped like a hard box and its corners hurt his hands.

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The hunched figure that had just bumped into him was still swaying before his eyes.

The old man was wrapped in a patched gray robe. When his fingers suddenly grabbed his sleeves, Xiao Qihao almost cried out.

"Hey, be careful..."

But when I met those eyes, all my defenses froze.

The old man’s eyes were clear, with a translucent light floating in the whites of his eyes, like cold stars hidden under a deep pool, carrying some kind of power that could penetrate people’s hearts.

"you...",

"Who are you!".

The old man's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, but it was filled with shock and helplessness.

Before Xiao Qihao could react, a hard object was already stuffed into his palm.

"Survive."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard at the door. The old man hunched over and quickly hid in the shadows of the crowd, leaving only a faint presence.

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"What are you standing there for?"

Ye Xiang suddenly turned around, frowning slightly.

Xiao Qihao suddenly came back to his senses and found that he had arrived at the door.

He subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, and when he touched the rough cloth, his heart skipped a beat.

The light in the room cast a seductive shadow on Ye Xiang's face. He had doubts between his brows and asked with a smile,

"Did you make any happy discoveries? Can you tell me about it?"

Xiao Qihao lowered his eyes to hide the alertness in his eyes, and followed with a smile.

"Thinking about the incredible decoration styles, it's really amazing."

Ye Xiang teased and untied her robe.

"If you really want to design something, I can give you the company's new project design draft for you to draw for fun."

“Do I get paid?”

Xiao Qihao asked jokingly. Ye Xiang had relaxed his guard now. If he followed his words, he might be able to get some useful information.

"Okay, if we get married, all my money will be yours."

Xiao Qihao didn't want to discuss this at all. He didn't have so many long-term plans.

"oh"

Ye Xiang glanced at him in confusion, then turned and went into the bathroom to take a shower. The sound of water gradually became louder.

Xiao Qihao hid by the door, took off his clothes and hid aside.

He glanced at his palm quietly.

It was a small sandalwood box carved with cloud patterns. There were a few dark red stains on the lid, and it was unclear whether they were mud or dried blood.

The old man didn't have time to tell him what it was, but he always felt that the old man looked very familiar.

Especially those eyes, which seemed to appear vaguely in some scene in the past.

As their bodies struggled under the quilt, Xiao Qihao suddenly stopped moving, and his fingertips trembled slightly as they stroked the red mark on Ye Xiang's neck.

He lowered his eyes and breathed hot air into the other person's ear, his voice was filled with three parts of grievance and seven parts of tenderness.

"Ye Xiang, if I stay in this room all day, I will become a fool sooner or later..."

The last line of the voice was accompanied by a faint whimper, and he buried his face in the other's shoulder.

Ye Xiang held up her forehead and chuckled, her fingertips picking up his sweaty hair.

"What? Bored?"

“When am I not bored?”

Xiao Qihao asked this sincerely. He had always been regarded as a hyperactive teenager by Fang Changling, and his master had even scolded him for his unstable mind.

Ye Xiang held his waist with amusement.

"Yes, what bad idea did you come up with?"

The cold nails scratched across his Adam's apple. Xiao Qihao suppressed his discomfort, put his arms around the other's waist, and quietly clenched his fists under the quilt.

"Do you still remember that when you were a kid, I climbed over the wall to buy you a present on your birthday? But now I can't even leave the house..."

"I have never suffered such injustice since I was a child!"

When she was moved, the corners of her eyes turned red.

"Can you just have pity on me and let me go out for some fresh air?"

Ye Xiang stared at the pair of watery eyes and let out a soft laugh.

"Is it really that unbearable?"

"Um....."

He raised his body and bit Xiao Qihao's trembling earlobe. His warm breath was wrapped in numbness. The obsidian earring was rubbed between his lips and tongue.

"Tomorrow, you can move freely here after you wake up. I will send someone to follow you. If you dare to run away--"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Qihao had already kissed him eagerly, with a vague response coming out from between his lips.

When Ye Xiang finally finished and fell asleep, Xiao Qihao lay in his arms, looking at the roof, sketching the route in his mind.

The mysterious old man is in the slave farm. It's only a matter of time before we find him.

As for that girl, I don't know if she is also in the slave farm or in the dungeon...

He clenched the sandalwood box hidden under his pillow, his nails digging deep into his palms.

As long as you can step out of this door, all the mysteries will be answered.

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The smell of disinfectant mixed with the smell of rust on the gauze hit Shen Qing in the face, and he opened his eyes in the midst of a severe headache.

The incandescent light bulbs above his head were crackling, illuminating Qin Xiyang's smiling face in a flickering manner.

"Hey, Sleeping Beauty finally woke up? I thought you were going to sleep right through to the celebration party."

Shen Qing raised his hand to block the glaring light, and the bandage on the back of his neck hurt.

He thought of Renly's attack before he fell unconscious, and Yeluvis. Did he also discover that the ghost slave in Ye Xiang's hand was his spirit?

"It's not an accident,"

His voice was as hoarse as if it had been sandpapered.

"Their target is me."

Qin Xiyang's smile froze instantly, and his fingers tapped unconsciously on the metal railing of the bed.

"Are you sure? Those people are just bored—"

"They want to silence us and stop us from investigating the case."

Shen Qing propped himself up, and the pain from the wound made him more awake.

"Why are they targeting you so much? What did you do?"

"Don't worry about it. Some personal grudges can't be resolved in just a few words."

Qin Xiyang's face suddenly darkened, and he asked in a questioning tone,

"You don't believe me, or you don't believe the police"

Shen Qingze paused, his Adam's apple rolling.

"I have to go somewhere, maybe take a lie down."

Qin Xiyang frowned and held his shoulder.

"Are you crazy? You'll be a sitting duck if you go out now!"

"I have to put an end to my affairs, otherwise more people will die."

Shen Qing pulled the other person's hand away and ripped off the wires of the monitor.

When the sheets slipped off, some of the uncovered scratches on my body were exposed to the air.

He threw back the quilt and got out of bed, his steps were light but firm.

"I'll leave the follow-up of the case to you and Team Fang."

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The door of Fang Changling's office was ajar, and there was the rustling sound of files being turned.

When Shen Qingze pushed the door open, he saw Fang Changling just raising his head.

"I'm going to go out for a while, maybe it will take a while",

He said bluntly,

"I won't bother you anymore."

“Nonsense!”

Fang Changling slammed the table so hard that the brown liquid in the coffee cup splashed out.

"You'll die if you go out now!"

"Someone has to tear this net apart,"

He didn't look at Fang Changling any more. When he turned around, his clothes raised in a sharp arc.

"I will bring Xiao Qihao back safely."