Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

During this period, Gong Huasui was very knowledgeable and took the initiative to find a lot of information on how to take care of patients.

He has always been a quick learner. He takes care of Chi Qinghe during the day and watches videos and takes notes at night.

In just three days, they had already done a good job, and were even more considerate than the senior nurses in the VIP wards...

Too considerate!

He had to be fed when he ate; he had to be helped to put on his clothes; he had to be supported when he walked; and if he wanted to eat grapes, Gong Huasui would peel them one by one, put them on the plate, and then feed them to him with a fork...

Chi Qinghe emphasized more than once that he only injured his collarbone and was not paralyzed.

But Gong Huasui had his own ideas and refused to change.

He was used to taking advantage of Chi Qinghe's tendency to be soft-hearted and not to be tough. After these few days, Chi Qinghe went from silently protesting in the early stages to holding on to his pants tightly and refusing to let go.

In the end, I had no choice but to use the last bit of stubbornness I had left to lock the door before taking a shower.

Gong Huasui likes to see all kinds of Qinghe, and is especially keen to see a lover who sheds his gentleness and consideration, becomes willful, and can also quarrel, a vivid, lively, and real... lover.

He knew that this period of time was stolen by him, but he still wanted to be thick-skinned and pray that the sweet world of two people could last a little longer, until an uninvited guest came.

The visitor was tall and had long legs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He was wearing a long trench coat with a white marble pattern, a peaked lapel and a single-breasted button-down pattern, and paired it with a dark green sweatshirt and draped long sweatpants.

It is youthful and casual, yet a bit formal, and not eye-catching, giving people the feeling that a lot of thought has been put into it, but one doesn't want others to notice.

As soon as Song Xulin saw Chi Qinghe when he entered the room, he rushed over impatiently with a fierce aura. If you didn't know, you would think he was looking for a fight.

"You fucking Chi Qinghe, I was so unlucky in my previous life that I ended up having a bad friend like you. Do you know how long you've been gone? Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

After Song Xulin finished yelling, he did not delay and pushed away Gong Huasui who was blocking his way. Before he could show his brotherly love to Chi Qinghe, there was a sudden noise from the side.

"Boom-"

A loud bang was heard.

They both looked towards the source of the sound, only to see Gong Huasui covering his elbow and kneading it slowly.

"It's okay, I just got pushed down accidentally." Gong Huasui gave a forced smile and looked at Song Xulin, "I believe you didn't mean it."

Song Xulin: “…”

This damn look has not changed even after five years!

Nothing new at all!

He poked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, took a deep breath, then pretended not to notice anything, leaned over, grabbed his arm without question, and pulled away his hand that was covering the wound.

Smooth and clean.

There are no bruises from injuries.

He had a look on his face that said, "As expected," but he still exclaimed in an exaggerated tone, "Wow, your wound is too serious. Why don't we go to the hospital? It doesn't matter if you're not injured. We can check your brain while you're at it. It's definitely injured."

Chi Qinghe burst out laughing.

Gong Huasui bit his lip, "Qinghe, he scolded me..."

"Hey, Qinghe~ He scolded me~"

Song Xulin followed suit, saying sarcastically, "Help me kick him out~ Then I can stay with you forever~"

Chi Qinghe laughed, "Where did you learn this?"

Song Xulin shrugged.

"That old man gave me an office next to the tea room. He chatters all day long, talking about everything: the steak house downstairs having a sale, shrewd mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, and the mistress and the original wife having an affair... I'm almost getting calluses on my ears."

As he spoke, Song Xulin raised an eyebrow at Gong Huasui and deliberately teased, "Cookie, you need to keep up with the times. Don't always use that trick. It's too obvious."

"Is it obvious?"

Gong Huasui held Chi Qinghe's left hand, his peach blossom eyes slightly drooping, silently conveying the signal that he was hurt and wanted comfort.

"Not obvious." Chi Qinghe interlocked his fingers with his backhand, "I like it very much."

Song Xulin frowned, his eyes moving back and forth between the two of them. When he was about to say something, Gong Huasui suddenly lowered his head and quickly kissed Chi Qinghe on the forehead!

Chi Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and considering that there were people next to him, he raised his hand and touched his head.

Then he looked at Song Xulin apologetically, "Actually..."

"I know you're together."

Song Xulin's expression was calm and his tone was cool, completely different from the noisy him just now, as if they were two different people.

Gong Huasui held the hand of the person next to him tightly, "Yes, we live together."

Song Xulin's mouth twitched slightly, "I see."

"Ah? Didn't you hear me? I said Qinghe was going to propose to me."

Song Xulin frowned, "When did I ask..."

"Well, we'll be getting married soon."

Song Xulin: “…”

Did I ask these?

Pretending not to hear, huh?

Okay, okay, just wait!

Noticing the fleeting uneasiness in Gong Huasui's eyes, he deliberately made a joke.

"Why are you so nervous? You're making me think I'm going to snatch Chi Qinghe from you. I've already said I'm not gay. I don't have any feelings for hard-core men."

He raised his chin and nodded in the direction of Chi Qinghe, "You can go to him to clarify. I told him about it a long time ago."

Recalling his previous experience, Chi Qinghe suddenly felt embarrassed.

It was the first time he met Song Xulin, and 4011 had lost the plot, so he was completely blank.

So facing the peacock-like Song Xulin, he said:

I'm not gay.

As a result, Song Xulin was very angry.

"He did say that."

Chi Qinghe wanted to get over this quickly, and before the topic got any deeper, he asked Song Xulin to change his shoes and come in.

As he walked in, Song Xulin observed the layout of the house.

Although the colors are mostly cold, black, white and gray, there are warm-toned furniture, pillows, vases, paintings, etc. in every corner, which gives it a strong sense of life.

"Have you had lunch? Do you need me to order takeout for you?" Song Xulin shook his cell phone.

Gong Huasui: "No, I can do it."

As he spoke, he looked at Song Xulin, "What do you like to eat?"

Song Xulin paused for a moment, remembering that Chi Qinghe had told him about his collarbone injury, and a look of understanding flashed across his face.

He leaned back, rather lazily on the single sofa, raised his eyelids, and looked straight at Gong Huasui opposite him.

"I'm not picky about food, just give it to me as long as I can eat it."

It was obvious that there was no hope for the meal cooked by Gong Huasui.

Chi Qinghe held his forehead and said, "A sweet dish, is that okay?"

Song Xulin whistled, looking very satisfied.

Gong Huasui glanced at the tacit understanding between the two, responded softly, and walked towards the kitchen.

Chi Qinghe silently moved the melon seeds towards Song Xulin and turned on the TV for him.

"I'll help you cut a plate of fruit..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Xulin stopped him from getting up.

"I don't want to eat fruit."

Chi Qinghe looked at Gong Huasui's back in the kitchen with concern, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then I'll make you some tea."

Song Xulin took in his reaction and said calmly, "I don't drink tea either."

"There are no napkins on the table. I'll go get a new pack."

"It's okay, I brought it."

Song Xulin took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and slammed them on the glass coffee table. He tilted his chin towards Chi Qinghe, his eyes clearly showing:

See what other tricks you have.

Chi Qinghe was not embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed. He took out several more bags of nuts from the small compartment under the coffee table and handed them over.

Song Xulin tutted his words, "You really are still a thief. He's not a three-year-old child. Every time he's wronged, you coax him?"

"Don't you think he's cute when he's deliberately throwing a tantrum?"

"You're the only one who can stand him."

He followed Chi Qinghe's gaze and looked back.

"I didn't expect him to actually do that. I underestimated him. Was he the one who took care of you during the time you were injured?"

"Yeah." Chi Qinghe said absentmindedly.

Song Xulin suddenly changed the subject, "I came here to look for you because I heard from Uncle Chi that you were back... Cookie... when did you find out?"

“I found out the day I came back.”

"Oh, it seems you two are destined to be together."

Song Xulin shrugged indifferently, picked up the teacup on the table and brought it to his mouth, but when it reached his lips, he realized that the teacup was just a decoration on the coffee table.

He lowered his eyelids, smiled silently, and said to Chi Qinghe, "Please make me a pot of tea, thank you."

"What tea?"

"Anything."

Chi Qinghe responded with a yes and hurried to the kitchen.

Listening to the slightly hurried footsteps, Song Xulin bent his knuckles slightly and put the teacup back in its place.

After dinner, he didn't stay here any longer.

But before leaving, he still did something mean and said something on purpose to annoy Gong Huasui.

"I'll come back tomorrow."

Chi Qinghe smiled, "You're welcome anytime."

Gong Huasui pursed his lips tightly, and it took him a long time to force out the word "OK".

After finally getting the person into the elevator and about to leave, Song Xulin suddenly reached out and opened the door.

"I almost forgot, there's one more thing. Liuxi and the other two also heard that you're back, but they're not in the country right now. They won't be back for about four days. You have to be ready when they do. They're not as... gentle as I am."

After saying that, he took a step back and waited for the elevator door to slowly close.

Chi Qinghe smiled helplessly.

"Okay, I'll wait for them."

"Then everything will be fine... then... goodbye."

Song Xulin tightened his hands slightly in his pockets, and an unknown emotion flashed in the depths of his eyes, which was just caught by Gong Huasui.

Gong Huasui was shocked. If there wasn't a button outside to close the elevator door, he would have pressed it to pieces.

Chi Qinghe knew that Song Xulin was teasing Sui Sui, so he chuckled and replied with two words.

"Goodbye."

The elevator door just closed.

Through the reflective elevator door, Song Xulin saw his own appearance and ruffled his hair in annoyance.

He picked up the hood of his sweatshirt, put it on his head, and silently hid his hair.

At this moment, his cell phone vibrated. Seeing that it was Uncle Chi calling, he immediately answered the phone.

"Uncle Chi, I'm sorry I couldn't bring Chi Qinghe back..."

……

Chi Qinghe saw Gong Huasui standing motionless in front of the elevator door and asked.

"What are you looking at? Song Xulin has already gone back."

"Qinghe, I just think...it's such a coincidence."

"skillful?"

Gong Huasui pursed his lips but still didn't express his guess.

He took Chi Qinghe's hand and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Qinghe, do you want to go back to the Gong family with me?"

Chi Qinghe didn’t actually care where he lived. After thinking for a moment, he nodded.

"Then I'll go pack my things now and we'll be back this afternoon."

Chi Qinghe asked casually, "Then you won't be filming your play anymore?"

Sui Sui told him that there have been a lot of negative articles about him on the Internet in recent days, and it would be better for him not to look at his phone.

He only listened halfway and still looked at his phone, but he deliberately avoided the entertainment section.

"My scenes are not that many to begin with, and the online buzz these days isn't good either, so I might have to cut some more. I'll fly here to shoot again when I have a schedule later."

Gong Huasui skillfully pulled out a suitcase from the small compartment on the side of the wardrobe and put clothes into it one by one.

Chi Qinghe wanted to help, but was pressed down on the bed by Gong Huasui, with a bowl of freshly peeled grapefruits in his arms.

"It's not a lot. I can handle it by myself."

Probably because he went on business trips so often, Gong Huasui packed everything and took him off in less than ten minutes.

Along the way, Gong Huansui's state was very strange. If he hadn't been concerned about Chi Qinghe, he would have stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, as if someone was chasing them from behind.

It wasn't until he got on the plane and saw miniature mountains, rivers and cities outside the window that his emotions calmed down.

"Chi Qinghe?"

At this moment, an uncertain voice came from the seat behind him.

Chi Qinghe turned his head and curled his fingers slightly, "Heaven, are you going to Jiangjing too?"

Thomas Tian scratched his head, revealing his big white teeth in a simple and honest manner. “Yes, my uncle said that security guards had no future, so he found a job for me in Jiangjing and asked me to go there.”

Chi Qinghe: "What job?"

"You'll know when you get it."

Gong Huasui rubbed his sore temples and joined in the conversation. "Could your uncle be lying to you? What kind of job is it? He won't tell you until you get there."

Tian Tian didn't care. "Lie to me? There's no need. I'm broke. And he told me he would pick me up at the airport gate. It's impossible for him to knock me unconscious, put me in a sack, and send me to Ganyaozi as soon as I get in the car..."

As he spoke, his voice began to lower and his tone became less certain.

"Then do you know where your uncle lives?" Chi Qinghe frowned. "If anything happens to you, we can help you call the police, so they can have a direction."

"This...is confidential."

As soon as the word "secret" fell, there was a sound of snapping fingers.

Chi Qinghe's head suddenly felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock. He felt dizzy and heavy, and everything in front of him became blurry and double.

He subconsciously wanted to pinch himself to stay awake.

Tian Tian suddenly stood up, squatted beside his seat, spread his five fingers, and pressed them together with his hand perfectly.

His tone was cautious, and compared to his previous honest and innocent tone, there was a hint of strange fascination.

He ignored Chi Qinghe's struggle and held his hand.

"Don't be like this, I will feel bad, Qinghe..."

Tian Tian didn't avoid people at all in this action, but the entire chassis seemed to see nothing.

The few who secretly looked in his direction shook their heads and clicked their tongues, as if they had already known what kind of person Tian Tian was.

The entire cabin is full of Tian Tian’s people!

"Qinghe, our target is Gong Huasui. I won't hurt you. Just think of it as a sleep. I will send you home safely."

Chi Qinghe's struggle became weaker and weaker. He turned his head to check Gong Huasui's symptoms, only to see that he had fallen into a complete coma, and even his breathing had weakened a lot.

Chi Qinghe didn't know what medicine Tian Tian had given them, but judging by the current situation, the dose given to Gong Huasui was definitely many times higher than his.

Tian Tian stopped Chi Qinghe from leaning towards Gong Huasui, took his hand, and kissed the back of his hand solemnly and seriously.

"Qinghe, be good and don't make me angry, otherwise, I will cut Gong Huasui into many pieces."