Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Faced with Chi Qinghe's rare strength, Gong Huasui was dazed at first, then his eyes changed slightly, and he pushed Chi Qinghe away, without even taking his schoolbag, and ran away.

Chi Qinghe took several steps back before he could stand firm. He clenched and unclenched his fists hanging at his sides several times before he managed to suppress the anger that suddenly arose in his heart.

He finally made up his mind...

Why are you hiding from him?

Did you figure it out and then feel disgusted?

It must be.

Chi Qinghe covered his face and chuckled twice. These two laughs seemed to be self-deprecating, and seemed to be full of grief and anger, how ironic.

I shouldn't have so many extravagant expectations...

He squatted down and picked up Gong Huasui's schoolbag, patted the dust off it, and made sure it was clean before hanging it back next to his desk.

He sighed, whispered "sorry" to the empty seat, then picked up his biology workbook and left.

The road from the teaching building to the dormitory was not long, but perhaps because he came out late, the only lights to accompany him were dim street lights.

4011 suddenly emerged from the bushes, but because he forgot about the small stone steps, he fell flat on his face.

By the time it tremblingly got up from the ground, its good host had already gone far away.

At this moment, its heart is icy cold...

4011 finally gave up on walking on his two tiny legs, floated into the air, and soon caught up.

[Host, you don't seem to be in a very good mood. Do you need me to tell you a joke? ]

[No need.] Chi Qinghe replied, [How's the plot search going?]

4011 said awkwardly, "...Host, please don't discuss such a disappointing matter."

[Spoiling?] Chi Qinghe thought of the scene just now and forced a smile. [It's really spoiling the fun.]

4011 flew to the boy's shoulder and sat down. [Host, can I tell the truth?]

【Um. 】

[The host who just lost his temper was so handsome, even I was fascinated by him.]

4011's face instantly turned pink, and her tone became a little shy, almost losing her usual cheeky look.

[…You still peeked.]

[I'm sorry, host, I didn't mean to do that. I just walked too slowly.]

Chi Qing and Ya Xiao said, "Losing your temper isn't cool at all. The consequences of losing control of your emotions are often much greater than you imagine."

[Host, you look...] 4011 scratched his head, struggling to find the words, [So lonely.]

It originally found Chi Qinghe to be its host because it was attracted by his melancholic and handsome temperament.

The system is so attractive!

He stopped and looked up at the moon in the sky which was becoming increasingly round.

【Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. 】

How could he be lonely?

……

The next day.

The early morning bell rang through the corridor and slowly reached my ears.

Chi Qinghe climbed out of bed drowsily. It took him nearly ten minutes just to turn on the computer.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps running down the corridor outside. It was obvious that he was running out of time, but he was still sitting on the bed in a daze.

Chi Qinghe's consciousness was already confused. He thought he was still in the original world and shouted subconsciously.

"Wenson, take me to the hospital."

Wenson is the tallest and strongest assistant around him. His job is to protect him, but for some reason it developed into a -

He was given medicine, Wenson found him, took him to the hospital, and sent him home...

Chi Qinghe shouted several times in a row, but all he got in response was dead silence.

Only then did he realize that he had already died.

My forehead was getting hotter and hotter, and it was difficult for me to get out of bed, put on my shoes and walk.

He forced himself to keep his eyelids open, holding onto the wall as he walked out step by step. He ran to the next dormitory and knocked on the door.

"It's so early in the morning! Can't I sleep? The Living Buddha is knocking on my door!" Song Xulin pulled up the quilt to cover his face, turned over and changed his position to continue sleeping.

Chi Qinghe didn't expect that this body would be so fragile when it got sick. Just walking from his dormitory to here, his legs were trembling.

"Song...Xu...Lin...open the door..."

My throat was sore and hoarse, and I could barely make any sound when I shouted.

He knelt on the ground, banged his head against the door, and almost fainted.

"Song..."

My vision went dark.

"Mr. Xiao Chi? Mr. Xiao Chi?" Wenson gently shook the boss's shoulder.

Chi Qinghe woke up with a frown, "Yeah."

"Leave the rest to us, and go back to have a good sleep."

Wenson looked at the boy sitting on the chair with a look of pity, who was unable to hide his childishness.

It has been almost three months and Xiao Chi has been living in the company and has not returned home once.

Everyone in the company said that Mr. Xiao Chi was a responsible and good boss, but only he knew that Mr. Xiao Chi was not unwilling to go home, he was just afraid.

Children of this age are obviously the most energetic and vibrant, but in Mr. Chi, there is only the maturity and calmness that comes from being forced to grow up.

An accident and a will became the fuse. His father passed away, his mother hated him to the core, he was deserted by his friends and family, and he was isolated and helpless...

I still remember that ten minutes before Mr. Chi had the accident, he was still waiting for Mr. Chi to come out at the studio door.

At that time, Mr. Chi was holding a framed painting carefully.

"Mr. Chi, who did you draw for today? Mr. Chi again?"

"Ok!"

He remembered that Xiao Chi's face was full of excitement and impatience, and he said to him in a very cheerful tone -

They all painted their fathers as a very low setting sun, hoping to surpass him one day. But I am different. I painted the sun very high!

Until now, he still wonders if things would have been different if Mr. Chi had been more patient and hadn't called Mr. Chi halfway.

Mr. Chi’s car accident happened so suddenly, so suddenly that Mr. Chi didn’t have time to send out a painting titled “Above the Sun and the Moon”; so suddenly that Mr. Chi didn’t have time to hang up the phone and hear his father’s increasingly low breathing with his own ears; so suddenly... Mr. Chi didn’t have time to learn what “never see you again” meant.

Mr. Chi, who was sitting by the ICU bed and praying constantly, was confused and collapsed. He was even in a trance at one point, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, and needed sleeping pills to fall asleep.

Later, fate betrayed him again and the will was accidentally leaked.

Because of doubts about the distribution of property, he lost his biological mother and a group of uncles and aunts who once loved and doted on him.

Mr. Chi left all his property to little Mr. Chi. If this happened after he turned eighteen, it would be good news, but now he is not yet eighteen, so this can only be bad news.

The relatives of the Chi family were dissatisfied with not getting a single cent, and without any regard for their old friendship, they turned into the most vicious evil spirits, secretly planning various accidents for Mr. Chi, preparing to kill him and then find a way to snatch the inheritance.

Among them, Mr. Xiao Chi's mother was the most cruel. She either caused car accidents or various "accidents" that were fatal.

The kindness and mercy that he was proud of became a scimitar that took his life. If he was not careful, Mr. Chi would be bitten to pieces without leaving any residue.

Finally, after escaping death for the third time, in order to preserve the last souvenir and regain the Chi family's century-old foundation, Xiao Chi stumbled and grew up.

But at that time, Mr. Chi was too worried and was always in a daze and unable to distinguish reality.

For this reason, he had to hire a psychologist for Xiao Chi.