The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Although Coulson clearly told the children that Ling Si was not a teacher, the little kids were still very curious about this young man who looked very good, and they secretly came to see him under the pretext of asking about their schoolwork.

Xiaobai was holding a homework book with simple arithmetic on it. He lay under the window of Coulson's house, listening carefully to the young man's answers, but in fact he already knew it.

"Teacher, why do you always wear a mask?"

"Because there is a scar on my face." Ling Si used the rhetoric Coulson taught him to evade Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai immediately covered his mouth, as if he had said something outrageous. "Teacher, don't be sad. You are still pretty even with scars."

"It's okay." Ling Si handed him the draft paper, "Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." Xiaobai nodded. Perhaps he was too ashamed for asking an inappropriate question, so he took the draft paper and homework book and ran away.

Coulson just hung up the phone and came in. He saw a gust of wind blowing by and bent down in front of the window. "Teacher Ling is really enthusiastic."

Ling Si pulled back and yanked the curtains shut, blocking the face outside the window.

Coulson shrugged, smiled helplessly, walked in from the door next to him, and shook the laptop in his hand, "Teacher Ling is really generous. It's only been a few days, and someone asked me to send you out."

He just received a call from an old friend whom he hadn't contacted for eight hundred years. His words were telling him to send the person back.

Coulson squatted in front of him and looked up at him. His deep green eyes were like a clear spring. "Are you not comfortable living here, Mr. Sponsor?"

"I came here to relax and travel. Here, I see yellow sand as soon as I open my eyes."

Besides, Ling Si also had other things to deal with. In the plot, Chen Jihuai's grandfather died during this period, so logically, he should go and see him.

Even though the plot has fallen apart.

"Hey, what should I do? I really want to keep you here to earn gold coins every day." Coulson's words were both true and false. He ruffled the young man's hair and stood up. "What a rich young master. I'm a little reluctant to let you go..."

But no matter how reluctant they were to let go, this person did not belong here. Even after a few days of facing the earth, he was still the noble heir, and was naturally different from these rough and crude star pirates.

"Come on, I'll take you out."

His old friend now works for the Rong family. If he hadn't really found out, he wouldn't have let that person find him directly. The content of the conversation was probably monitored. He didn't want to have his old nest dug up for a moment's pleasure.

Ling Si looked up at him, a little surprised. He agreed so easily?

"What's that look in your eyes? Would I lie to you?" Coulson picked up the coat and scarf at the end of the bed. "If you're any slower, I'll regret it."

Ling Si immediately got up from the bed, followed him and walked out.

"Where are you going, Boss?"

"Send my dear tourists out. I'm alone and you don't need to follow me!" Coulson waved his hand behind him.

After leaving the cave, Coulson asked Ling Si to wait there. After a few minutes, the tattered starship rushed out from the yellow flying sand and stopped in front of the young man.

The hatch opened and a hoarse male voice came from inside: "Come up."

After being silent all the way, Coulson finally spoke when they were almost at their destination: "I will send you to the outer world of a tourist planet. I can't enter, so you go on your own."

Coulson took the time to light a cigarette, and the smell of low-quality tobacco spread in the starship. Ling Si coughed a few times, and the red-haired alpha put out the cigarette and turned on the old air purifier.

He muttered, "You're so squeamish."

"Are you a squeamish person if you don't smoke?"

Coulson looked around and calmly changed the skin of the cabin. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary civilian spaceship.

"What man doesn't smoke?"

“You call that a stereotype.”

"Yeah, yeah," Coulson agreed.

Below was a beautiful and rich planet. At this point, Ling Si's optical brain restored the signal, and dense messages popped up.

Ling Si reported to Shen Zhiyi that he was safe and ignored everything else.

"Go ahead. See you again if we're lucky, little gold master."

Coulson stood far away at the cabin door, lighting up the unfinished cigarette between his fingers. The wind blew his red hair into a mess, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

Ling Si glanced at him and shook the computer in his right hand.

Coulson looked down and realized that he had lost a lot, so he didn't kiss her again.

It really explodes gold coins.

......

Grandpa Chen's health has improved a lot in the past few days. He is awake longer every day and can even talk to Chen Jihuai. But Chen Jihuai can't laugh and becomes more and more silent.

Doctors and nurses came to see the old man several times a day and asked Chen Jihuai to spend more time with him.

Warm sunlight poured in from the window and fell on the white bedding. Grandpa Chen sat up while breathing oxygen, holding Chen Jihuai's hand tightly with one hand.

"Xiao Huai," Grandpa Chen spoke in a hoarse voice, his cloudy eyes difficult to focus.

"Grandpa, I'm here." Chen Jihuai moved within Grandpa Chen's field of vision and clearly saw a flash of clarity in the eyes of the person on the hospital bed.

"You..." Grandpa Chen held Chen Jihuai's hand and began to tremble, "You are good at studying..."

The omega's eyes turned red and he nodded heavily, "Yes, I studied hard. My final score this semester was third in the grade."

Grandpa Chen was speechless, he just kept looking at him with his hands clenched tightly.

A few minutes later, the heart rate monitoring machine issued a sharp alarm, and medical staff swarmed in from outside the door and quickly pulled up the isolation curtain.

888 looked at this scene and could tell that the host was not acting, but was just reminding him: [Let go, host, he has lost his heartbeat. ]

[The painkillers you exchanged not long ago have taken effect. He left this world without pain.]

Chen Jihuai stood in front of the ward, feeling very calm, but his tear glands were a little developed and his face was always hot.

A familiar yet unfamiliar scent of fir lingered at his nose, and someone turned his body over and pressed him into someone's arms.

The alpha's chest rose and fell, and he had obviously rushed over. He clasped the omega's shoulder tightly and lowered his voice: "My condolences."

888 is shocked: [Fuck, why is this scumbag here? ]