Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Gong Shimu's words mercilessly tore off the last layer of fig leaf.

Countless times, he wanted to confess to Lao Chi, but when he met those eyes full of doting and expectation, and the white hair growing on his temples, he really didn't have the courage to say it out loud.

4011 didn’t know how to persuade him, so he could only float to Chi Qinghe’s shoulder and sit down carefully.

[Host... I think this multiple-choice question has no solution for now. It's better to just let it go and resolve the mission and plot issues first.]

Chi Qinghe pressed his knuckles and said "hmm" after a long time.

Gong Shimu outside achieved his goal. After asking Gong Huasui to go to bed early, he opened the door and left.

"Click——"

The door is closed.

Gong Huasui's first reaction was to run to the bathroom to explain to Chi Qinghe. As soon as he raised his hand, the frosted glass door opened from the inside.

Chi Qinghe was surprised at first, then he curled his lips and smiled, his expression flawless, as if he had heard nothing.

"The water is ready, come in and take a shower."

Gong Huasui said nervously, "Qinghe, what my brother just said..."

"fine."

Chi Qinghe rubbed the boy's hair, feeling the fur on his fingertips. He suddenly felt a little sour in his nose and repeated, "It's okay."

"Qinghe..."

"You're drunk. When you wake up tomorrow, you'll forget everything, right?" Chi Qinghe took the initiative to give him a way out.

"I'm not drunk."

Gong Huasui's voice was deep and his tone was unusually serious.

Chi Qinghe's smile was tinged with difficulty.

"No drunk ever says he's drunk."

At this point, he was actually a little resistant. He didn't want Gong Huasui to break the last layer of paper. He avoided the other party's stubborn gaze and moved sideways to make room.

Gong Huasui had no intention of giving up.

Suddenly, she grabbed his arm in a panic, her eyes full of confusion, and forced herself to ask in a hoarse voice, "Qinghe, you won't leave me again, right?"

The moisture seemed to float in through the gaps in the window, blending into the air, wrapping around Chi Qinghe's heart, making it so stuffy that he felt like he was suffocating.

He fluttered his eyelashes, neither nodding nor shaking his head. He just followed his instinct, tilted his head back and gently kissed the corner of the boy's mouth.

The moment he touched her, Chi Qinghe realized that Gong Huasui was trembling, and her skin was as cold as if it had been soaked in the drizzling rain outside the window. She was filled with unspeakable despair.

Chi Qinghe stepped back a little and sighed.

"It seems that he is really not drunk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him was suddenly stunned.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a pain in his back and his head was about to hit the wall, but a pair of hands suddenly appeared from behind to stop him.

He raised his head and wanted to say something, but the black shadow in front of him fell faster, with an attitude of impending storm, and fiercely blocked his words!

At this moment, Gong Huasui was no longer the pampered and innocent girl he used to be. He revealed his brutal nature without any scruples.

Violently plundering, occupying, bloody...

Chi Qinghe felt a little pain and wanted to push the person away, but at the critical moment, he was reluctant to do so because he felt that behind this brutality, there was endless fear and terror.

Although he was the perpetrator, his eyes were the first to turn red. Feeling a wet and salty tear hitting his cheek, Chi Qinghe quietly opened his eyes.

At this distance, he couldn't see Gong Huasui clearly, so his eyes couldn't help but become blank, making his other senses clearer.

The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier. He could almost hear the sound of raindrops hitting the broad leaves, making a rustling sound that had a rather merciless feel.

Chi Qinghe didn't know what kind of blow his subconscious compromise and retreat had given to Gong Huasui.

He simply let go of his restrained arms with a dead heart, stopped being willful as usual, lowered his head and leaned on Chi Qinghe's shoulder, silently accusing Chi Qinghe of his endless tolerance and tenderness with tears.

"I'm sorry... Qinghe... am I... really bad..."

Chi Qinghe patted Gong Huasui's back gently. The wound on his lip made him gasp when he spoke.

"You're fine, you've always been fine, but I need some time. Can we take it slow?"

"tonight……"

"How about letting Ranny stay with you tonight? We both need to calm down."

Hearing this, the last bit of fantasy in Gong Huasui's heart was extinguished, and when he spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse.

"……it is good."

Chi Qinghe held the boy's pretty little face in his hands and rubbed it soothingly, "Be good, go to bed right after taking a bath, and don't catch a cold."

"……Um."

Chi Qinghe nodded, not daring to stay here any longer, fearing that he would also burst into tears.

“Qinghe!”

Gong Huasui stood there with his fists clenched, staring blankly at the figure at the door who was about to leave.

"Does it hurt?"

Chi Qinghe didn't know whether he was asking about the wound at the corner of his mouth or something else. He whispered, "It will be healed tomorrow," and then fled.

The moment the door lock clicked shut, Gong Huasui's bent back straightened up again, and a very strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Those deep brown peach blossom eyes flickered with different emotions, like a desperate madness, or a bloody and violent sinisterness.

Will it be okay tomorrow...?

I don't believe it.

Qinghe...

Chi Qinghe finally did not stay in the Gong family's old house. After the old housekeeper arranged for the driver to send him home, he went to Gong Shimu's study on his own initiative.

Uncle Feng put the brewed coffee on the desk.

Gong Shimu didn't even look at him and said firmly, "Gone?"

"Ah."

Gong Shimu breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, rubbing his brows for a long time. Seeing the old butler still standing by, he asked, "Uncle Feng? Is there anything else?"

The old butler hesitated for a moment before saying, "Master, isn't this a bit inappropriate..."

"It's nothing good or bad. Sui is still young, so it's inevitable that he will make some wrong choices. I'm his older brother, and I have the obligation and responsibility to help him straighten it out."

Things happened one after another today, and Gong Shimu had very little energy left, so he ordered them to leave.

"Uncle Feng, if you're alright, you can go down."

Seeing that Gong Shimu looked exhausted, the old butler didn't know what to say and tactfully closed the door and left.

After the rain, the sky was exceptionally blue the next day, and the sunshine was warm.

When Shen Xi left the airport, he raised his head and breathed the air of Jiangjing comfortably.

This place is more prosperous than before.

"Miss Shen, welcome back to Jiangjing."

Suddenly, a pleasant male voice came from behind. Shen Xi turned around and saw Chi Qinghe's smiling face.

This was Shen Xi's first time meeting an online friend. He didn't expect to meet such a great person. The fatigue from flying for more than 20 hours was instantly swept away.

She extended her hand generously and asked with a smile, "How did you recognize me?"

"Just find the most beautiful one in the airport." Chi Qinghe took her luggage and asked, "How many days do you plan to stay here?"

Shen Xi followed Chi Qinghe and boldly expressed his affection.

"Maybe a week, maybe a month. It depends on how long this little online friend of mine can keep me around."

Chi Qinghe paused, his expression suddenly becoming awkward.

"There's one thing I haven't told you."

"what's up?"

"I still have to go to school, so I can only take you out on weekends."

Shen Xi waved her hand nonchalantly, "I could tell at first sight. You look so young, you must be a little kid still in school. I can't count on you."

Chi Qinghe's expression stiffened again.

This Shen Xi is a bit too lively and straightforward. Shouldn't she be a gentle and dignified young lady in the plot?