"I know, at least I can't die this time."

Bai Cha lay on the chair, looked at Xiang Nan's back and answered the big guy's call: "I know it in my heart."

"You're just too good at knowing, at least tell me a little." The big guy locked himself in the office, and his office was still the security guard in charge of Bai Cha, so he wasn't worried about someone peeping: "I can't die this time, what about next time?" Now that it's time to tell me your plan, isn't there a best choice?"

"Just do your thing, I've told you what you're going to do, and it's all right." Bai Cha snorted lightly, "I want to be active at least until I finish my plan, I hate uncertainties."

Boss: "......"

So he's disgusted.

"Didn't you quit your job?" The big guy sighed, a little melancholy: "I thought you would really leave it alone."

"Of course I'll leave it alone, my lord, but not now, as a qualified warrior, of course you won't just leave, that's the way of a mercenary." Bai Cha shrugged: "Anyway, the next dragon disaster will trouble you to clean up your mood."

Hanging up the phone, Bai Cha closed her eyes, she had been very tired lately, and it seemed that the exhaustion that had accumulated before had been rushing up to make her feel very sleepy lately.

I don't know what happened to Yunhe who was taken away by Meng Qinghuan.

As Yunhe, who had just woken up for a long time, Yunhe had been stunned for a while.

Ever since she opened her eyes as if she was in a dream, Yunhe was still not used to it.

"Little Crane, how are you feeling today? What's wrong with it?" Meng Qinghuan walked in with a plate and jumped in, her smooth head reflecting the golden light of the sun, looking like a big golden retriever.

"Would you like to have breakfast?" You're still exercising." As soon as Meng Qinghuan sat down on the recliner in the small courtyard, he began to nibble on the sandwich on the plate, and said vaguely, "There is soy milk today."

Yunhe didn't speak, and appeared quietly in the courtyard in a black and white practice uniform, letting the dew and sweat soak her trouser legs and back, but even so, she still felt a sense of emptiness.

She remembered that she finally woke up that day, and she had completely inherited the power of Yunhe, and after showing off with her master, she wanted to go to Bai Cha to share.

Yunhe knew that Bai Cha had always been under a lot of pressure, and it had been a lot of bad things recently, Yun He remembered that the most direct way to make Bai Cha feel good was to tell her that the person in the shadow had become stronger or something good had happened, and she cared about them like this.

So Yunhe felt that his strength had risen so much, and he told Bai Cha that Bai Cha would definitely be pleased, right? In this way, she can also comfort the white tea.

Yunhe is very simple, she doesn't know how to communicate or beat around the bush, she also feels that she is a little wooden, she will only take her tasks seriously, and then treat other people seriously, and she doesn't have any other hobbies, it seems that simple people and everything around her are all she has.

Then, as soon as I opened my eyes, everything changed.

Unfamiliar environment, unfamiliar houses, unfamiliar streets, some people said that they bought vegetables with a smile and walked back, Meng Qinghuan asked him if he wanted to eat breakfast with a plate.

And she seems to have suddenly lost her usefulness, and her daily practice suddenly became meaningless and she didn't know what to do.

"Master? How long will our holiday last?" Yunhe stood in the middle of the courtyard, a little uneasy, she always had the illusion of being abandoned.

"Huh? Why do you ask this, little crane, you finally have a vacation and you actually want to work again." Meng Qinghuan slumped in the chair and thumped his chest at Yunhe's serious and excessive attitude: "Can't you just accompany the teacher to have a good rest."

was still a little uneasy, but Yunhe could only accept the doubts in his heart and came to Meng Qinghuan's side.

Yunhe believed Meng Qinghuan's words, but because she was really uneasy, she also asked Baicha, there was no problem, Baicha also let her have a good rest, but Yunhe still felt that something was wrong.

"Master, why do we have a holiday?" The things Meng Qinghuan made were indeed delicious, but the more relaxed Yun He became, the more uneasy he became: "Why don't you watch me train? Obviously, we to

Even if I was on vacation, I would have more than three hours of daily training."

Training can't be wasted, this is the common sense of every shadow, time is rain, laziness is oxygen, and the muscles of steel will rust and cannot withstand the crisis and the cold.

Since coming to this small city, Meng Qinghuan has never trained again, and she is not allowed to train, so it is a month to relax like this.

Just last week, Yunhe finally couldn't take it anymore and continued to start moderate-intensity training every day.

Yunhe likes to stay by Bai Cha's side, someone gives her precise guidance and tasks, she only needs to be responsible for doing her own thing, and Bai Cha is not a boss who likes to squeeze people, if there is an urgent task, Bai Cha will go to do the task instead of them, let them continue to rest.

Why did I start thinking about white tea again.

Yun He sighed, the appearance of white tea coming down from the sky to save her twice would make Yun He feel uneasy about his comfort every time he appeared in front of Yun He's eyes.

[Yunhe: Miss Bai, don't you have any tasks lately? 】

[Miss Bai: What's wrong? 】

[Yunhe: I want to continue to complete the task, my vacation has been a long time, I want to work first, if there is a vacation, I can release it later. 】

Yunhe held his phone and waited for a long time, and the white tea on the other side seemed to have paused for a long time, and finally waited for a reply five minutes later.

[Miss Bai: You are Meng Qinghuan's apprentice, just listen to him. 】

Still didn't ask anything, Yunhe raised his head and looked at Meng Qinghuan, I don't know if it was her illusion, she always felt that Meng Qinghuan was like an ordinary person now.

"What's the matter, little crane, we finally found a paradise, can't we calm down and enjoy it." Meng Qinghuan held his cheeks and chewed bayberry in his mouth, and his cheeks were bulging.

Yunhe: "But our responsibility ......."

Meng Qinghuan: "Tutu Tu Tu, huh?"

The bayberry kernel in his mouth was chewed cleanly, and it was accurately spit into the trash can not far away by Meng Qinghuan.

Yunhe: "Well, I mean why did Miss Bai give us ......?"

Meng Qinghuan: "Tutu, Tutu, Huh?"

Yunhe: "......"

Forget it, she looked at Meng Qinghuan's pea shooter's appearance and was a little speechless.

"Cloud Crane."

Meng Qinghuan stopped his unreliable behavior, and looked at Yunhe's serious and lost appearance, and suddenly couldn't bear to fool Yunhe. In other words, in the face of responsibility and love, Meng Qinghuan wants to gamble.

He has always been trained by Bai Cha to take in all possibilities, but this time, Meng Qinghuan wants to take an adventure.

Although Bai Cha understands but will never empathize, Bai Cha can't really understand people's emotions, but he understands.

The feeling of his heart beating made him feel like he had lived again, this was already the forty-third day of his and Yunhe's two-person world, making Meng Qinghuan feel happy and dreamy.

It's just that he seems to be the only one who thinks so.

"Master, do you have something to hide from me?" Yunhe looked at Meng Qinghuan directly, and Meng Qinghuan could see that Yunhe was already angry.

It's more fear than anger, and that keen premonition makes Yunhe have a bad premonition.

Forget it, why don't you tell her.

Meng Qinghuan sighed, thinking that the day he just left still made him have mixed feelings.

At that time, the World Series had been over for a long time, and Meng Qinghuan mustered up the courage to finally knock on the door of Bai Cha's office, seeing Bai Cha's tired and frowning appearance, Meng Qinghuan couldn't speak for a while.

"White ...... Little white, me." Meng Qinghuan wanted to say something, Bai Cha glanced up at him and pushed over three contracts.

"Take a closer look, sign it and leave." Bai Cha temporarily put down the work in his hand, and was so serious that he was indifferent: "A set of real estate, you can choose the location you like, I will collude with everyone's confessions, the salary card will pay the original three months' salary, and the pension is 50% of the original salary."

As he spoke, he pulled out one of the papers.

"The subsidy after exiting the shadow is even a luxury life

It's enough for you to live on, but with your pension being half as much as before, I don't recommend you to become a fortune boy." Bai Cha said, "Yunhe was passively taken away by you, and there is no need to seal the power, and I will take back the seal with your power."

"Of course, if you use your power to break through the seal one day, then you only have two choices, find me to reseal it within one or three times, and directly erase or exile after three times. 2. Go back to the shadows and continue to work." White Tea continued, "Sign it, and then you can go."

There is no nostalgia, no sadness, no retention, it seems that the two people have never intersected, which makes Meng Qinghuan's heart empty.

It wasn't until Meng Qinghuan took Yunhe to his current home in a trance that Meng Qinghuan finally woke up, Bai Cha, an emotionally indifferent person, may just be good to his subordinates according to his nature, maybe he has no emotions for him at all, maybe he is not that important at all.

Bymon abandoned him.

Or rather, he abandoned his original self, so he abandoned it along with Baimon.

After hearing about this, Baimon was silent for a long, long time, and then left him and went to Baicha's office.

Then the negotiation failed, Baimeng wanted to stay in the shadow, he wanted to leave with Yunhe, in fact, Meng Qinghuan didn't understand why Baimeng wanted to leave him, obviously they were resonators, and they should have a heart-to-heart connection, but ......

"Master!"

Yunhe interrupted Meng Qinghuan's train of thought, Meng Qinghuan looked up, Yunhe had already stood up, and his expression was already anxious.

The sky is very blue, it is the color that Meng Qinghuan likes, the face of the cloud crane is not as soft as white tea, there is a neutral beauty that seems more tenacious, at this moment, all the previous time together is like a marquee in Meng Qinghuan's mind replay.

There is the look in her fearful but unrelenting eyes when he first saw Yunhe, the tenacity of falling down countless times and getting up countless times when he taught Yunhe, the fact that Yunhe was never lazy and serious when they were doing tasks, and the wordless companionship of Yunhe when he was quiet......

"Ah He, I like you."

Yunhe was stunned: "What?"

"Yunhe, I like you." Meng Qinghuan opened his eyes, and Yunhe found that Meng Qinghuan's eyes had lost their gold, which meant that Meng Qinghuan's strength had disappeared while recovering his eyes.

"Master, your eyes!" Yun He's heart suddenly became anxious, she didn't know when Meng Qinghuan became an ordinary person.

Could it be that the World Series is really so fierce, and Meng Qinghuan has paid so much to help White Tea win the championship?

"Yunhe, it doesn't matter, strength or something is just an accessory." Meng Qinghuan's tone was softer than ever, and he didn't have his usual cheerful tone, and he seemed upright and peaceful: "Or love, I'm sorry, please forgive me for my selfishness, I brought you out."

Therefore, Meng Qinghuan brought her out because she lost her strength in the World Series and couldn't stay in the shadows, and she was selfish again?

Yunhe still feels that something is not right, but at present, there seems to be only one explanation, now that there is such a shortage of people around Bai Cha, it is impossible for Bai Cha to drive Meng Qinghuan away not long after Cangliu just sacrificed, so it can only be a last resort.

Yunhe raised his head and looked at Meng Qinghuan's nervous appearance, only then did he relax slightly, at least it wasn't Baicha who had an accident.

The brief silence made Meng Qinghuan feel like a century had passed, his ears were buzzing, and he didn't dare to look up until he heard the sound of heaven.

"Me too, master."