Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

The helicopter landed at a vacation villa far away from the city center.

Gong Shimu unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over to unbuckle Gong Huasui's as well, when he suddenly felt a chill in his right ear.

The boy's innocent and expectant pleading voice crept in.

"Brother, I need Qinghe, please help me."

After saying that, he was kind enough to put the misplaced earphones back on, then continued to pretend to be in pain and collapsed on the seat.

Gong Shimu: “…”

Who did he learn this bad behavior from?

And pulled him over to assist? !

Out of sight, out of mind, he simply pretended not to see it. However, the person next to him started making a fuss when he saw Zhongli coming over to open the hatch.

"Brother! I'm in pain, I want Qinghe, it doesn't hurt..."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Gong Shimu was still motionless, Gong Huasui wrinkled his nose, opened his mouth without hesitation, aimed at his shoulder and knocked it hard.

Winter clothes should be thicker, and Gong Shimu didn't even suffer any physical injuries.

On the contrary, Gong Huasui's brain was already groggy, and after this collision, his computer crashed.

The seat belt had been unfastened at some point, and he lost his balance and swayed twice before falling straight towards Chi Qinghe.

"Well……"

Chi Qinghe subconsciously opened his arms and hugged the person in his arms, but after all, the person was almost 1.9 meters tall, and he fell down due to inertia, so it was still a bit difficult for him to catch him.

He supported himself on the chair and helped the man up little by little. His earlobes and sensitive neck were sprayed with his breath. As he moved, warmth would occasionally stick to him, making him feel hot for no reason.

I didn't dare to stay any longer and was busy helping the person off the plane, so I didn't notice the expression on someone's face as if he had succeeded in his evil plan.

The professional medical team quickly arrived, placed the patient on the bed, and pushed him towards the elevator.

Gong Huasui quietly opened his eyes a little, and followed Chi Qinghe from beginning to end, fearing that in the next second, the beauty before his eyes would turn into a reflection in the mirror again, becoming an unattainable fantasy.

And ten seconds later, his fear came true.

When the elevator reached the first floor, the boy wanted to leave the main group and leave through the side corridor.

He was so frightened that he didn't care about anything. He sat up from the stretcher in a panic and stretched out his arms to grab the piece of clothes that was about to fall off.

He looked at the young man's thin and slender back, his lips trembling, and shouted, "Qinghe..."

Chi Qinghe was pulled to a halt, but he walked forward a little bit without giving up. Immediately, the boy's more urgent shouts were heard behind him.

"Qinghe! Where are you going!"

"Nothing..." He was halfway through his words when a murderous gaze suddenly shot towards him from the front.

It was Gong Shimu who was warning him not to make his brother sad.

Chi Qinghe pursed his lips tightly, and after a long time he sighed very softly, as if compromising with something, and said.

"Not going anywhere, just here."

After getting the answer he wanted, Gong Huasui did not relax, but instead held Chi Qinghe even tighter.

Then, he glanced at Gong Shimu and said dissatisfiedly, "Brother, you are not allowed to stare at Qinghe."

Gong Shimu: “…”

Where the fuck are you from?!

See who is helping you!

My stupid brother!

Gong Shimu took a deep breath, repeatedly emphasized to himself that he should not argue with the child, and then gave a look to the medical team on standby. The latter did not delay any longer and hurried to the operating room at a faster speed.

The injuries on Gong Huasui's body were neither serious nor minor, but it took at least two or three hours.

In order to clean the wound and change the dressing, the clothes had to be cut open. Gong Huasui felt that he had a good figure and wanted to show it to Qinghe, but he didn't want him to see his ugly wound, so he reluctantly asked him to leave.

At the same time, he didn't forget to whisper to his brother, emphasizing at least three times that he must keep an eye on Qinghe and not let him leave. He still had a lot to say to Qinghe...

Gong Shimu responded perfunctorily and retreated out of the room.

With the click of the lock, the noisy footsteps and conversations inside the door were completely isolated.

The long corridor, with only the two of them, was a little too quiet.

"Chi Qinghe, stop playing tricks."

Gong Shimu turned sideways and looked at the young man three steps away with a gloomy gaze.

"He's a human being, not a dog that you can summon and dismiss at will. If you really care about him, tell him clearly and treat him well, instead of pretending to obey but secretly disobeying."

"It was you who wanted to save him, but it was also you who abandoned him at the first moment..."

"Even I don't understand. Are you trying to keep him hanging, or are you just trying to trick him?"

"Sui Sui was indeed a bit fickle before, but he has always been different towards you. Even I can see that he cares about you very much. Even Ranny is willing to let you touch..."

The communication between smart people often happens in a flash. Chi Qinghe seized the opportunity and interrupted.

"You recognized it."

He was determined and calm, his dark eyes seemed to solidify into a deep pool, gradually gathering murderous intent.

Gong Shimu sneered, his eyes lightly falling on Chi Qinghe's wrist bone, hinting at something.

"Jade is a very random thing, especially for a top-notch piece like yours. Finding a second one is already a one-in-a-billion-dollar fortune. But if I remember correctly, Sui Sui's piece is still in the safe..."

He raised his eyelids and met those oppressive eyes without fear.

"Chi Qinghe...Chi Qinghe...even their names are the same, how can they not be the same person? I don't care what method you used to survive or how you changed your face. I only care whether Sui Sui is happy."

"So, should I cut my losses in time, or should I give Sui Sui a serious try? I want your answer now."

Chi Qinghe opened his mouth and was about to speak when 4011 suddenly appeared. Seeing that the surroundings were not familiar, he immediately exclaimed.

[Host! Why are you still here?! It's about to start in two hours, find a place to hide!]

Chi Qinghe paused, "I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Not as soon as possible, but as soon as possible!" 4011's tone was unusually anxious. "If you accept punishment in public, you'll be locked up in the research facility!"

Chi Qinghe did not move. [I will leave immediately after confirming that he is safe.]

4011 became even angrier, his words filled with disappointment.

"Host, you've repeatedly challenged the plot rules. This time, you're trying to save him, expedite the acquisition of evidence of Gong Boqi's crimes, and forcibly spy on the world's consciousness. If it weren't for that person guaranteeing you, this thunderbolt would have fallen in an instant, bypassing me and killing you!"

Thinking of the punishment the system had given this time, it felt overwhelmed. It said in a timid tone, "Quickly, no, now! Immediately! Right now! Go home!"

A look of hesitation flashed across Chi Qinghe's face.

4011: [Do you want to die, host? Or do you enjoy being dissected?]

Chi Qinghe clenched his fists, quickly said to 4011 that he understood, and looked at the locked door in front of him.

As if he saw a familiar boy through the door, his brows softened.

[Host! Let's go!]

Chi Qinghe opened his mouth but ultimately didn't say what was in his mind. He turned around and said to Gong Shimu.

"He doesn't like scars on his face. It will make him mad. Praise him more and don't call him ugly."

Gong Shimu frowned, "You're trying to change the subject."

Chi Qinghe pulled his lips, and a strange desolation flashed in his eyes.

"Tell him we'll see you at school next Monday."