Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

After Chi Qinghe returned to the room, he sat down at the desk, picked up the pen in his left hand, and began to draw circles quickly on the white paper.

His expression was focused, his movements were quick, and every line drawn by the pen tip was just right and precise, without any delay, so skillful that it seemed as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

At this moment, the only sounds in the room besides the sound of flipping papers and the rustling of pens.

4011 sneaked through the wall, with only half of his head showing. His round black eyes stared intently at the young man painting at his desk under the bright yellow lamp.

With no sign of stopping any time soon, it slipped back on its own accord, thinking it would explain itself once its host was done.

But this wait lasted until dawn.

I came to the host's room again at a fixed time and finally saw him change his movements.

Chi Qinghe was still sitting on the wooden chair, his eyes blank, vaguely looking at the thick stack of manuscript paper on the table.

The ink on the side of the little finger of his left hand had not yet disappeared, and the table was cluttered with pens, colored pencils, and more than a dozen sharpened pencils.

4011 floated over hesitantly, and seeing that Chi Qinghe had no reaction at all, it felt even more guilty and spoke cautiously.

【Host. 】

Hearing the voice, Chi Qinghe leaned on the armrest, sat up straight, and moved his eyes slowly to look for 4011.

【I am here. 】

Every word he uttered was hoarse and nasal, as if he had a cold.

[Uncle Chi can't be blamed for this. It was me who told you that the system has an emotional dilution function that can reduce your favorability towards the target person to zero without limit, so...]

4011's voice grew quieter as he spoke. "Host, if you want to blame someone, blame me. I was the one who used the ability on you without permission. Uncle Chi is not wrong. Please don't be angry with him, okay?"

Chi Qinghe held 4011's hot forehead and patiently guided him even though his mind was confused.

[I understand your thoughts and I don't blame you. I just need some time to forgive myself.]

[Forgive yourself?] 4011 doesn't understand.

[Well, I need to digest and accept the stupidity, presumption, and indecision of the past two days, and then...]

The rest of the words were stuck in Chi Qinghe's throat, and he couldn't say them. He looked at 4011 and asked, "Is there any way to relieve this emotional fading?"

Whenever he thought of Sui Sui, his mind automatically emerged with the pornographic party photos all over the Internet and what Lao Chi had investigated, that was, Sui Sui went into hotels with countless people.

The psychological disgust and rejection easily suppressed his newly awakened love.

[Host, are you sure you want to remove it?] 4011 asked worriedly, [Gong Huasui is so promiscuous, I don't know how many people he's slept with. You have mysophobia and would rather abandon your principles. Do you still want to accept him?]

I don't necessarily want a result from him. What I want is to stand on an equal, reasonable and fair position and judge the future path.

His consciousness became increasingly dizzy, but Chi Qinghe forced himself to continue.

I have to give an account to my past self and the years that have passed.

4011 floated to Chi Qinghe's side, raised its head, looked at the rational and gentle host in front of it, and made its final struggle.

[Host, there's no need to do this. It only adds to your troubles. Perhaps Gong Huasui doesn't need your fairness at all. With his temperament, I don't know who's bed he's in right now.]

4011 clenched his fists.

In the original book, Gong Huasui was a playboy. He only settled down after meeting you. But when you were gone, the shackles that held him captive broke, revealing his true nature. He became more and more playful, and he's been living a carefree life these past five years!

[He knows you like him and trust him, so he won't investigate further. So, he just cries a few times and tricks you into thinking you're the best you can be!]

Chi Qinghe's eyelashes trembled slightly. He shouldn't have felt anything in his heart, but after hearing these words, he couldn't help but feel suffocated and depressed.

He twirled his fingertips, the emotions in his eyes so complicated that even he couldn't make them out.

Seeing this, 4011 continued, "Host, I was actually following you that day. I heard what Ou Yi and Gong Huasui said, and I relayed it to Lao Chi. It was at that time that we decided to use the emotional dilution method on you."

It floated to Chi Qinghe's shoulder.

[He is no longer the same person he once was. You can't sacrifice your life for him again. You are my carefully chosen host, so you deserve the best!]