Rebirth of the Star God Agent

The whole house of the Qi family was dark, without any light.

Zhai Anle blinked tiredly, put away C207, opened the door and walked towards the bedroom.

He was somewhat relieved that Qi Ji had fallen asleep. He was not yet ready to face Qi Ji.

Zhai Anle walked to his bedroom door in the dark without turning on the light. Before opening the door, he paused. There was someone in the room.

However, Tuanzi was in the room. So, the only person in his room was Qi Ji.

Zhai Anle deliberately used less force and gently opened the bedroom door.

The bedroom was dark, with only the gray starlight shining through the French window. He looked around the room and saw someone sitting by the bed.

He stood at the door, staring blankly at the figure curled up beside his bed.

A small meow was heard in the darkness. Tuanzi seemed to be in the figure's arms.

Zhai Anle put his finger to his lips and made a hushing gesture.

Without turning on the light, he quietly walked up to the curled up figure.

After adjusting to the darkness, he could clearly see the figure. It was Qi Ji in pajamas.

He bent his knees, held Tuanzi in his arms, and buried his face in Tuanzi's soft body.

His hair, which was usually neatly combed, was now soft and loose, and his strong and steady image seemed fragile and insecure at this moment.

Tuanzi quietly let Qi Ji hold him, just tilting his little head and looking at Zhai Anle.

Zhai Anle sighed softly, and he bent his knees and half-knelt in front of Qi Ji.

Zhai Anle reached out and tentatively touched Tuanzi's fluffy little head. Tuanzi rubbed his palm, as if trying to get out of Qi Ji's arms.

Zhai Anle held down its little head to stop its movements.

He didn't know what to do, whether to wake Qi Ji. He saw the upper half of Qi Ji's face clearly, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Zhai Anle knew that Qi Ji had always been under this kind of pressure. How had he managed to persevere all these years? He had single-handedly shouldered the life and death of almost the entire Qi family, enduring long periods of hardship and toil.

Zhai Anle had no grudges to begin with; he simply lost control for a moment. He simply felt guilty.

So, what about Qi Ji?

In his bedroom, Qi Ji showed such a vulnerable side alone.

So, over the years, as a young boy, he had hidden his vulnerability so perfectly, but today it was revealed.

Zhai Anle unconsciously reached out and touched Qi Ji's hair.

The handsome upper half of the man's face was faintly revealed.

Zhai Anle's heart softened, his hand trembled, and he wanted to withdraw his hand in panic.

Suddenly, his wrist was tightly grasped by someone.

Zhai Anle was startled and looked down, meeting the man's open eyes in the darkness.

Qi Ji's eyes were full of anxiety and fear, and he looked at Zhai Anle with that look.

Facing Qi Ji's eyes in the darkness, Zhai Anle felt a sudden dull pain in his chest.

Zhai Anle gave up the strength to break free from Qi Ji's hand.

He followed Qi Ji's direction and sat quietly in front of him. The two sat face to face on the carpet in front of the bed.

Qi Ji seemed to wake up as well, and he let go of Zhai Anle's wrist in a panic.

Qi Ji lowered his head slightly, hiding his fragile eyes back in the darkness.

He was still thinking about how to break the ice with Zhai Anle.

Zhai Anle, who was also sitting opposite him with his knees hugged, sighed slowly.

Qi Ji heard Zhai Anle say, "Don't worry, I won't abandon you again."

Qi Ji's body stiffened. He never thought that Zhai Anle would discover his vulnerable side.

Qi Ji felt his fingers trembling slightly. He wanted to throw himself at the person in front of him and lock him tightly in his arms.

He was scared. Really scared.

When Zhai Anle avoided his touch, retreated from his side, and left alone, Qi Ji was panicked.

Zhai Anle was undoubtedly the greatest help he had received in such a long time. He was wholeheartedly helping him and the Qi family, and it was with his help that Qi Ji was able to breathe.

He went from initially trusting his ancestors and treating Zhai Anle as a partner to now treating Zhai Anle as a unique existence. In just less than a month.

He suddenly found that he seemed unable to accept the fact that Zhai Anle was not by his side.

It's unbearable, unacceptable. If Zhai Anle wasn't so tired, and didn't have so much pressure, would he not leave her again?

Qi Ji asked himself, If Zhai Anle was given freedom, would he leave the Qi family immediately?

Qi Ji clenched his fists. He couldn't imagine the dull pain in his heart, and even a suffocating feeling.

Yes. When the Qi family recovers and escapes the crisis, Zhai Anle will leave.

Then, he would fall back into the stagnant life he had before. That confident and beautiful boy with a bright smile would be gone from his life.

Once people develop a habit, it is so painful to quit.

Qi Ji was not reassured by Zhai Anle's words.

It was not until this moment that he realized how important Zhai Anle was to him.

Yes, it is important.

In a trance, he recalled the first time he saw Zhai Anle. That was Zhai Anle's soul.

The transparent figure has a similar appearance to the boy in front of him. Zhai Anle now has the youthful vitality and agility, while that soul has more charm of a mature man. His face is more handsome, but his eyes inadvertently reveal some fox-like cunning.

Chest feels tight.

Zhai Anle looked at Qi Ji who didn't respond to him for a long time.

He sighed again, thinking about how to help Qi Ji, who was so depressed, recover.

Qi Ji reached out again, and this time he grabbed Zhai Anle's trouser leg.

Zhai Anle was stunned.

He heard Qi Ji's voice softly saying, "An Le, don't run away suddenly like this again, okay?"

Zhai Anle didn't expect that the vulnerable side of Qi Ji would make his heart tremble with weakness.

He stared blankly at Qi Ji's hand that was stubbornly grabbing his trouser leg.

Before Zhai Anle came to his senses, he had unconsciously put his hand on Qi Ji's hand that was holding his trouser leg. Zhai Anle held Qi Ji's hand tightly.

Zhai Anle heard himself say, "Okay."

Qi Ji seemed to feel a little relieved at this moment.

When Zhai Anle tried to pull his hand back, Qi Ji's hand gripped it instead. His hand was tightly held by Qi Ji's somewhat cold hand.

Zhai Anle was stunned again, just staring blankly at the two people's clasped hands.

Qi Ji held on very tightly this time. Zhai Anle didn't even think of breaking free.

Qi Ji suddenly knelt up, and Tuanzi broke away from his arms and jumped to the ground.

Zhai Anle looked up at Qi Ji feeling a little dizzy.

Qi Ji leaned forward and held Zhai Anle in his arms.

Zhai Anle was completely enveloped by Qi Ji's broad embrace. He reflexively wanted to reach out and push away Qi Ji who suddenly enveloped him, but found that Qi Ji was holding his hand and had no intention of letting go.

Qi Ji grabbed one of Zhai Anle's hands and held her tightly in his arms with one arm.

Qi Ji buried his head in his neck.

He heard Qi Ji speak to him in a very soft voice in his ear.

He said, "Anle, thank you."

Zhai Anle sighed inwardly. He knew he had lost.

Qi Ji showed such weakness, and he seemed to be infinitely tolerant of Qi Ji.

He couldn't deny it. He felt bad. He felt bad for Qi Ji.

Zhai Anle raised the hand that was not being held hesitantly.

He sighed beside Qi Ji's furry head.

Zhai Anle said, "Aji, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The sound exploded in Qi Ji's head with a buzzing sound.

Qi Ji released the hand that he was holding tightly against Zhai Anle.

Before Zhai Anle could react, Qi Ji had already picked Zhai Anle up and carried him sideways.

Zhai Anle opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at the man's firm jawline.

Qi Ji held him in his arms and carefully placed Zhai Anle on the bed without waiting for Zhai Anle to react.

Qi Ji pounced on Zhai Anle again and held him tightly in his arms.

Zhai Anle came to his senses and realized that he had really provoked Qi Ji today. Was his influence on Qi Ji already that great?

Zhai Anle was really tired today. Being trapped so tightly by Qi Ji, he was too lazy to struggle anymore. Qi Ji also needed emotional comfort, so let it be.

Let’s talk about it when we wake up tomorrow.

Zhai Anle closed his heavy eyelids.

Qi Ji reached out and grabbed the quilt to wrap the two of them tightly.

He nestled his head into Zhai Anle's shoulder, looking like a clingy big dog.

Qi Ji quietly felt the boy in his arms fall asleep quickly.

He looked at the boy in his arms in the darkness.

Qi Ji said in his heart: "An Le, just like this, stay with me."

Zhai Anle had a dream.

In his dream, he saw Qi Ji still studying.

His face looks much younger and full of vigor.

Zhai Anle witnessed the death of Qi Ji's parents in his dream, and Qi Ji was forced to take over the position of head of the Qi family.

He dreamed that Qi Ji was in an empty room, wrapped in a quilt, trembling and sobbing silently.

Zhai Anle dreamed that Qi Ji was busy graduating, learning to manage the Qi family, and facing various crises of the Qi family.

A young boy in his prime years is forced to grow up rapidly.

From a cheerful and playful boy, he suddenly turned into the serious head of the Qi family.

He dreamed that Qi Ji didn't even have time to grieve over the loss of his parents.

He dreamed that Qi Ji was growing up day by day and becoming more and more cold and hard.

He dreamed that Qi Ji was sitting alone on the balcony, staring blankly on a sleepless night.

How lonely this man is.

Zhai Anle felt very sad in his dream. He saw Qi Ji being plotted against, ambushed, and repeatedly faced with crises.

Zhai Anle reached out to Qi Ji again and again, trying to hold Qi Ji.

But I was powerless to grab it again and again.

In the last scene, he opened his door again and saw Qi Ji curled up beside his bed holding Tuanzi.

Zhai Anle reached out to Qi Ji again.

This time, he met Qi Ji.

He held Qi Ji tightly in his arms.

He said to Qi Ji, "Aji, I'm here, don't be afraid."

In the dream, Qi Ji also hugged him tightly. However, this time Qi Ji didn't say anything.

Qi Ji just hugged him tightly, but Zhai Anle felt the warm and wetness across his neck.

Zhai Anle knew that Qi Ji was crying again. This silent crying made Zhai Anle tremble with heartache.

Zhai Anle hugged Qi Ji even tighter.

Outside the dream.

Qi Ji heard Zhai Anle mutter, "Aji, I'm here, don't be afraid."

He felt Zhai Anle hugging him tightly.

Qi Ji smiled. He didn't wipe away the traces of blood from the corners of his eyes, but just rubbed his head against Zhai Anle.

Yeah. He knew. His Anle would make him a promise in his dreams.

The two people hugged each other tightly in the warm bed.

If, in this big world, you meet someone who makes you feel warm and at ease.

Well, don't let him leave again.

Because you don’t know if you can ever meet another person who makes you feel warm and at ease.

If you don't know what the future holds, try to embrace the unknown.

If that person is worth it.

The unknown is no longer scary.