Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Backing away to the shadow outside the door, the dim moonlight fell on his face, illuminating his desolate and sorrowful eyes and the tight corners of his lips.

Chi Qinghe sighed, stepped out of the threshold, and closed the door to block out any peek from behind.

He twisted his fingertips and touched the back of Gong Huasui's hand.

It feels okay.

Going a step further, she took his little finger and tentatively interlocked their fingers.

The feeling of disgust dissipated a lot. He raised the corners of his lips, looked up and smiled at Gong Huasui, "I can touch you now."

"Qinghe..."

Gong Huasui had no idea how to react. He was led to the balcony like a piece of wood and placed on a rattan chair.

"Since holding hands is okay, then..."

Chi Qinghe muttered, lifted Gong Huasui's chin, and looked around, as if thinking about where to kiss.

His hair was parted, and Gong Huasui watched as the person in front of him bent down for him again and gently kissed him on the forehead.

The kiss was so quick, as if it was only gently blown by the wind, so light that it seemed like an illusion.

Gong Huasui felt like he was wrapped in a lot of bubbles, but just like that, he was already so happy that he lost his mind.

The dark thoughts bubbling in her heart suddenly disappeared when the second kiss landed on the tip of his nose.

So happy.

Is it a dream?

Chi Qinghe felt that he could not continue any longer as the effect of desensitization training was still limited.

Or do we have to wait until he finishes investigating everything?

Chi Qinghe clenched his trembling fingers and sat on the rattan chair opposite to prevent Gong Huasui from noticing anything unusual.

"Why don't you go home so late?"

Gong Huasui was still immersed in the sweet soup that Chi Qinghe had given him. He happily took out a bunch of medicine from the pocket of his wide windbreaker and placed it on the small round table.

"You are injured. I bought some medicine for you."

Chi Qinghe's gaze shifted from the medicine on the table to Gong Huasui's moist eyelashes, and he deduced the correct answer without any surprise.

"Qi Jingnan is your man, right?"

Gong Huasui paused.

Without waiting for his explanation, Chi Qinghe spoke to himself.

"No wonder the prices kept dropping when I acquired those companies. You were the one who secretly made up the difference for me, right?"

Gong Huasui quickly denied it, "It's not me, I don't have any money."

Chi Qinghe watched him perform and teased him as usual, "Oh, then it's not you. Oh, what a pity. I was thinking of thanking him properly..."

Gong Huasui held his breath in his chest. It was not right to say anything, nor was it right not to say anything. In the end, he could only lower his head and hum to himself.

Seeing that he would never confess, Chi Qinghe did not force him and picked up a cotton swab with iodine solution for disinfection from the table.

Open the top and the iodine will sink and automatically wet the cotton swab.

He moved a chair closer and sat down, then took Gong Huasui's right hand, which was broken and bleeding, and disinfected it.

His movements were very light and slow. If Gong Huasui struggled a little, Chi Qinghe would immediately stop and help him blow air.

"Does it hurt?"

Gong Huasui's Adam's apple rolled, "Qinghe, why are you so nice to me?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head away and didn't dare to look at Chi Qinghe again. He was afraid of hearing an answer he didn't want, and afraid of missing out on a word of love. He was extremely conflicted.

The rattan chair creaked, but Gong Huasui didn't notice it. He kept leaning his long legs on the chair, moving left and right, but couldn't calm down.

"I went to many places, wherever there was chaos and dirt, I went there. At first I really couldn't stand it, but later I gradually got used to it and it wasn't that difficult to accept."

After using up the cotton swab, he opened the second one and waited for the iodine to soak through the cotton swab. He gave Gong Huasui a relieved smile.

"Then, I'm no longer mysophobic."

I can touch you.

Gong Huasui's throat suddenly choked, his whole heart was suddenly filled with pain, his lips trembled, and when he opened his mouth again, his voice was hoarse.

"Why……"

"Maybe it's because I love you so much."

Chi Qinghe smiled with his eyebrows curved, the moonlight filtering into his dark and gold-tinged pupils, so beautiful that it almost made people speechless.

For a moment, Gong Huasui saw the immortal in the myth who fell into the mortal world for love.

"That night, Qi Lian asked me if I hated him because he had three exes... I said no."

"Because he's just my friend."

Chi Qinghe's tone was soft and gentle, like spring mist that gradually melted away Gong Huasui's cold and indifferent fear.

"It was also at that time that I began to think about the possibility that I hated you. After all, my resistance to you was quite obvious."

"I've been thinking about it all night. I'm sure I don't hate you, but I don't consider you a friend either."

“So I’ve established a fact.”

Chi Qinghe raised his arm and wiped away the tears from the corners of Gong Huasui's eyes bit by bit.

"I still love you."

Even though my body and heart are telling me that I shouldn't love you.

I love you much.

So at the moment when emotional fading takes effect, you become the most special existence.

After the tolerance, understanding and beauty that marked love faded away, I faced your betrayal of me. I wanted to hate you, but because I lost the ability to love, it turned into an inexplicable feeling of disgust.

“I know what I’m resisting, so I solve it one by one, figure it out one by one…”

Chi Qinghe raised his eyelids. Even though his heart was still beating regularly and every cell in his body was telling him to stay away, he still stood up and held up Gong Huasui's face, which was already covered in tears.

"Didn't I tell you not to cry?"

It was the same question, but this time because he was favored, Gong Huasui gave a different answer.

"Kiss me and I won't cry."

Chi Qinghe stroked the corners of his wet and red eyes, leaned down silently, and kissed his eyelids.

"I know you have the power to stop my investigation and to fabricate lies to deceive me, but I beg you, let me see with my own eyes what kind of person Gong Huasui has become in the past five years. I want to understand him. Give me a chance, okay?"

Gong Huasui asked nervously, "After we get to know each other, can we get married?"

"If the facts are as I wish, I have no reason to refuse."

Chi Qinghe rubbed his head, his eyes clear.

He no longer cared whether Gong Huasui had slept with many people.

He just wanted Gong Huasui not to lie to him and that every word he said to him was true.

Honesty is his last bottom line.