The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Wen Xiangyi peeked at his beautiful and delicate face in the moonlight and murmured, "Ling Si, even if I die, you have to let me know clearly, right? What's the point of being stuck in your throat like this?"

"I should understand. This is your trick as a playboy. You are good at hooking others and running behind you..."

Even Ling Si, who was so slow-witted, could hear the resentment in his tone. After a good night's sleep, he felt much better. However, facing the boy who knew nothing, he couldn't help feeling helpless.

The young man suddenly spoke in the night, and Wen Xiangyi was so frightened that he stood still, with a tingling sensation on one side of his cheek.

"Maybe I'm too harsh on you. You're just Wen Xiangyi." Not a complete whole, but just a part of a person whose identity and appearance are unknown.

"Next time, recognize me."

Wen Xiangyi felt that he was being hugged very gently, and there was a faint scent of grass and trees around him. His breathing stopped and his heart beat abnormally. The young man's words were imprinted in his mind like a brand, but they did not enter his ears. Wen Xiangyi sat there blankly, not knowing what to do.

I would only echo his words: "I will, I will recognize you the first time."

......

Since then, Wen Xiangyi and Ling Si's relationship returned to the way it was before. The latter would occasionally say something inappropriate, and the former would either fight back or get so angry that he would blush and then ignore him.

He said it out of spite, but in the end he would calm himself down because Ling Si had no idea where he was wrong.

Recently, Jiang Chen has sent fewer letters, and the content of the letters has also become less. Although the writing is consistent with his personality, Ling Si can still tell from Jiang Chen's casual handwriting that the war in the north is tense.

Ling Si knew that he only reported good news and not bad news, so he could only comfort him as much as possible in the letter.

One day, he received a letter from the North. In the past, the letters were delivered by postmen or couriers in the North’s military camp, but today’s letter was brought by Ling Si’s Saker Falcon, which he hadn’t seen for several years.

Ling Si keenly sensed something was wrong, and when he opened the letter, he saw that the handwriting was not Jiang Chen's, but Jiang Wunan's seal.

——Jiang Chen was blocked in the river valley, seriously injured, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The letter was crumpled. Ling Si leaned against the desk and looked at the words again, trying to find any signs of forgery.

But no, apart from the paper surface stained black by sweat, this was indeed Jiang Wunan's handwriting and seal, there was no way it could be wrong.

Something seemed to break out of his mind, a faint halo appeared in front of his eyes, followed by darkness, and Ling Si lost consciousness.

The Saker Falcon flapped its wings, jumped out of the window, hopped beside its owner, and finally squatted down and silently accompanied its owner until he woke up.

'The system's emotional threshold exceeds the carrier's tolerance range, and the system core is prone to problems'

'What has he been through? Why has his emotional development suddenly increased so much?'

"The most urgent task is to seal this gap, otherwise 004 will be in danger."

'What needs to be done'

'Suppress his emotional development value and return it to a safe level'

"Hasn't the lesson from 002 been enough? 50% is the safest value."

"002 is not here right now. What's the point of saying this? Immediately seal his emotional value."

.......

Ling Si felt very confused in his coma. It seemed that many people were talking in his mind. They didn't want him to wake up. Why...

'Extracting dangerous emotion value...80%...70%...30%...'

'Extraction successful, danger level reduced, no abnormalities in the body'

-

While dazed, Ling Si heard someone asking about his condition. An old voice replied, "Lord Ling may be worried too much. Just untie the knot in your heart and rest for a few days and he will be fine."

"Thank you, doctor."

The blur in front of his eyes gradually became clearer, and a figure leaned over to the side. Wen Xiangyi frowned and looked at him: "You are finally awake, drink some water."

Ling Si was helped up by Wen Xiangyi, leaning against the head of the bed, and took a few sips from the bowl. The warm water slid across his dry throat, suppressing the burning sensation a lot.

Ling Si felt a little strange about Wen Xiangyi, as if he shouldn't be so close to him. Ignoring the strangeness, he asked the person busy in front of him: "Why are you so anxious?"

Wen Xiangyi paused while tucking the corner of the quilt for him, without looking at him, "...We are colleagues. I saw you fainted in the room, so I came to ask about you. What's wrong?"

"Oh." Ling Si answered dryly, but then he felt it was not good and added, "Thank you."

Wen Xiangyi then looked him straight in the eye, trying to find any trace of pretense on his face, but to no avail.

He coughed lightly: "When did you become so polite?"

"I've always been like this." Ling Si looked at the place where he stood before he fainted. There was no trace of Hai Dongqing there. "Did you see anything when you came in?"

"No." Wen Xiangyi said, "What do you want me to see?"

Ling Si didn't understand why Wen Xiangyi kept asking him questions. Their relationship wasn't good, but it wasn't hostile either. It seemed a bit tense.

The letter was still in his hand after he fell unconscious. If Wen Xiangyi was the first person to come in, he should have seen the contents of the letter. Thinking of this, Ling Si was a little worried that he would tell others the contents.

As expected, Wen Xiangyi looked at him for a while and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve. "Is this what you are talking about? So you fainted because of this news?"

Knowing this result, Ling Si was not in a hurry. After taking the letter, he casually placed it on the oil lamp beside him. The flames licked the paper, and in an instant, it spread to the young man's pink fingertips. Wen Xiangyi even had the urge to take his hand off. Fortunately, Ling Si was not stupid after fainting once, and he took his hand back in time, but his fingertips were a little hot. In his peripheral vision, Wen Xiangyi saw the burnt nails.

"I didn't look at it on purpose, it's just right next to you." Wen Xiangyi lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Ling Si rubbed his fingertips with his fingertips, "What do you want?"

The two of them were not very close. Although Wen Xiangyi felt bitter, he knew that interests were the most convincing thing at this time. "Give me the money. Ten thousand taels. Lord Ling can still afford it."

"Okay." Ling Si agreed immediately, but he didn't have much cash in his hand. "When we return to the capital, the money will naturally be delivered to Lord Wen."

The two of them started talking, but fell silent instead. It turned out that Ling Si was there to mediate, but now he no longer took the initiative to find topics. Wen Xiangyi found that there was actually nothing to talk about with him. It seemed that he had never understood him, didn't know his plans, and didn't know who he valued...

"It's late at night, I'm going to rest first. If you need anything, you can call me."

Ling Si nodded slightly, with no intention of trying to keep him.

After Wen Xiangyi left, Ling Si called up the system panel and found that the director had sent him a message. The bureau detected that his emotional development was too high and had affected the normal operation of the system. So when he was unconscious, some of the emotions that threatened him were extracted and compressed into code, which was in the system warehouse. If he needed it, he could reuse it, but the director did not recommend that he use it again, because that would still put him in the same situation.

After reading the message, Ling Si understood why he felt like something was missing and why his perception of Wen Xiangyi was not as sharp as before. Perhaps their relationship should have been closer.

Opening the system warehouse, countless codes were running inside. Ling Si easily found a group of colorful code chains. He gently touched it with his fingertips. The code seemed to want to re-enter his body, looking for a breakthrough.

Ling Si thought about it, calmed the code down, and did not take it back. Perhaps it would not be too late for him to look at it after this mission was over.

Jiang Chen's disappearance was not in the plot. He wanted to reverse this plot, but he had to stay in the south. He spent 10,000 points to exchange a puppet in the mall, which was equipped with his core code and could handle things according to his way of thinking.

Ten thousand points did not have any impact on Ling Si's total points. From the moment he woke up, his initial points were very high. There was no need to use points in the quick-pass game, and with the addition of Ling Si's mission points, it seemed like even more.

A person who looked exactly like him appeared in front of the bed. The moment they looked at each other, "Ling Si" started to work. After receiving the command, he opened the quilt and lay down. Ling Si made room, rubbed under the pillow, and found a red purse.

There is his and Jiang Chen's hair in it. With the help of Jiang Chen's hair, the system can locate his position.

A red dot appeared on the map, and Ling Si knew the exact location. He climbed out of the window under the cover of night.

......

There is a genial tranquility on the grassland in August. The warm sunlight shines on the dewdrops hiding among the leaves in the early morning, shimmering with tiny bits of light.

The sound of iron hooves was heard in the distance, and in just a few moments, the dewdrops were crushed, and the peace of this quiet little village was broken.

The leading man had a fierce look in his eyes. He reined in his horse and said to the old village chief who came to greet him, "The king is tracking down the fugitive criminals. Please cooperate with the inspection!"

Then, a subordinate nearby threw out a portrait for the villagers to see, "Has anyone among you seen this man? If you conceal it, it would be disrespectful to Changshengtian!"

The people present looked carefully at the handsome man from the Central Plains in the portrait and shook their heads. The moment a gray-haired old woman hiding at the end of the team saw the portrait, she revealed a hint of shock, tightened her grip on the basket, and while no one was paying attention, she walked back tremblingly.

Some soldiers saw her movements and wanted to speak, but the leader stopped them with his hand, "Wait."

"Chief, this..."

"Search every house, especially that person's house, carefully."

"Yes!"

......

This was the twelfth time Jiang Chen said he was very familiar with him. Ling Si subconsciously touched the mud on his face and replied to him for the twelfth time: "We do know each other."

"Then what is our relationship?" Jiang Chen moved closer to him, as if trying to see through the black and gray dirt to see the flesh clearly.

"brother."

"I don't believe it," Jiang Chen wanted to pull Ling Si to wash his face, "Let me take a look. Even if you want to dress up later, I'll help you put mud on again."

Ling Si held down his arm, and the two forces collided, accidentally pulling Jiang Chen's wound. His face lost all color and he let out a cry of pain.

Ling Si wanted to lift his clothes to see his wound, but Jiang Chen covered his hand. He looked at him in confusion and saw that Jiang Chen's earlobe was as red as blood. He hesitated and said, "No... Only my wife can see it."

Ling Si paused. Strictly speaking, he was indeed Jiang Chen's wife, but he was the one who replaced his medicine while he was unconscious. Now that he was awake, he started to care about these things. This made him feel that Jiang Chen was a bit troublesome.

Jiang Chen had lost his memory and had a large scar on the back of his head. When Ling Si found him, he was surrounded by a group of wolves, who kept sniffing at the bloody body on the ground but were reluctant to bite it, which made Ling Si mistakenly believe that Jiang Chen was dead.

After managing to lead the wolves away, Ling Si went forward to check Jiang Chen's body and found that he was seriously injured. There was an arrow wound on his chest that was almost fatal, but the arrow head deviated a few points and saved his life. In addition to the chest, there were also traces of tearing on his arms, legs and feet, indicating that several groups of animals had discovered his traces before Ling Si found him, but they did not eat dead bodies, and left after probing and finding that Jiang Chen was motionless.

Although the wound on the back of the head was not fatal, there was blood clots inside, causing Jiang Chen to lose his memory.

But even so, the first thing Jiang Chen said when he woke up was that Ling Si was very familiar, and then he repeatedly asked to verify his identity. Ling Si's first answer to him was that they were husband and wife, but Jiang Chen didn't believe it, he thought he would never like a man. In order to reduce trouble, Ling Si changed his words and said that they were half-brothers.

Jiang Chen believed it without a doubt, because he thought that close brothers could indeed play such jokes. But as Ling Si spent more time around him, Jiang Chen began to doubt his previous guess.

Ling Si didn't know why Jiang Chen's face was so red, and thought that his wound was inflamed and he had a fever again. He forcibly tied his hands to the head of the bed with a cloth strip and pulled open his clothes to check his wound.

The wound wrapped in white cloth was oozing red. Ling Si gave Jiang Chen a reproachful look, and he immediately stopped struggling, with a guilty look on his face. He attributed this to the fact that Ling Si saved him, but he didn't know how to appreciate it, so he was very angry.

Yes, that must be the case. Ling Si saved him, so when he saw that he was disobedient and his wound was bleeding, he blamed him. And he felt guilty because he did not appreciate the fruits of Ling Si’s labor.

Throwing the bloodstained cloth into the basin of water, Ling Si washed his hands and took out the ointment, applying it carefully and quickly. Excessive tormenting of the wound is not conducive to recovery. Ling Si didn't want to worry about the same place again in a short period of time, so he didn't untie his wrists, "Heal your wound well."

Jiang Chen was tortured by Ling Si's light movements and sweat broke out on his forehead. He finally got to the bandaging stage, but after the bandage, his wrists were still bound.

"Why are you tying me up?"

"You're not very good."

Ling Si said this expressionlessly.