I'm super delicate

Xi Changlin's inexplicable emotion made He Chi feel suspicious, and at the same time made him feel a little more at ease.

He Chi knew that Xi Changlin was not the kind of person who would easily vent his anger on others when he was in a high mood, unless that person - was placed within the acceptable range.He raised his lowered eyes and quickened his pace to follow. When he walked behind a clump of vines, he finally grabbed the young man's wrist.

"What's wrong with you?" He Chi hid the joy in his eyebrows, his tone was gentle, his voice gradually lowered, like the wind blowing through a spring night, "Can you tell me, what made you unhappy?"

After washing with water, the greenery flowing among the leaves was thick and green. The gust of wind crossed the bouquet of flowers between the two of them, and gently and slowly blew into Xi Changlin's heart, making him feel sad for no reason.

Xi Changlin took a long breath, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and said after a while: "I lost my temper first, why is it you who showed guilt?"

"Because I was the one who said the wrong thing." He Chi stared at the side face of the person opposite, with a firm tone.

"But you don't know anything." Xi Changlin shook his head and pulled his wrist from He Chi's fingers, "I lost control of my emotions, I'm sorry."

He Chi pursed his lips, "So, you still don't want to tell me the reason?"

After about half a minute, Xi Changlin spoke.

"You should know that I know a lot of national musical instruments, such as guqin, zither and even erhu pipa. In fact, I have also learned a little bit of flute and xiao. It is easy to play "You Lan Feng Chun" and "Autumn Lake and Moon Night". Love them, but right now... have mixed feelings about them."

While speaking, the phone in his hand became hot, Xi Changlin unlocked the lock screen, closed the running game, then tilted his head and smiled at He Chi, "This is a very complicated story, told from beginning to end. It’s exhausting, I’ll tell you later when I have a chance.”

The smile on the young man's face was fake, his lips and eyes were only curved, and the expression in his eyes didn't lighten up.

In his field of vision, the torrent of time suddenly regressed, the long tree-lined avenue and the man with blue eyes went away, and the autumn that had been burned by fire came back to him 11 years ago.

Maple leaves and ginkgo leaves whirled in the wind, fluttered and fell down, swept over the paulownia qin placed on the stone table, and were lifted into the air by another gust of wind from the ground.That is Xi Changlin’s grandpa, Xi Ting’s qin, it should be said that it is the qin handed down by the Xi family—the Fuxi style, worth more than one million, with deep red lacquer, clear and deep, pure timbre, just like the first sound of the great road.

In the autumn of falling leaves 11 years ago, Xi Changlin saw the piano for the last time—because Xi Ting suddenly became seriously ill, he could only place his hopes on the most advanced medical equipment at that time.

Countless money was poured in like running water, but no sound was seen.With all his family assets wiped out, Xi Changlin gritted his teeth and disobeyed Xi Ting's wishes. Following Xi Ting's oldest disciple, he personally brought the Qin to the collection house for auction.

But it still didn't work, so he sold all the valuable musical instruments, and transferred again and again, Xi Ting still closed his eyes forever, and died with regret.

That violin has been circulated in major exhibitions so far, and the price has been raised dozens of times.

That is the qin handed down from the Xi family.

That was the qin that Grandpa asked Xi Changlin to guard in a resolute tone.

But the last wish came to nothing.

After more than ten years, Xi Changlin was still unable to buy it back.

Every time he sees the piano through the window, or listens to its sound while sitting in a distant seat, Xi Changlin feels that he has become that little boy again.

The teenager climbed up to the high platform one night after another in despair and helplessness, hugging his knees and weeping silently, no one came to redeem him.

The memory flashed by, Xi Changlin looked away from He Chi, breathed out silently, then reached out and picked the leaves next to him.

At this time, I heard He Chi sighing slowly: "You are always like this, hiding your emotions deep, and refusing to tell others." His tone was still gentle and helpless, like a bird's wings passing by. Slow as a cloud.

In the deep flower path, with the gentle breeze, Xi Changlin's eyelashes trembled suddenly.

This is the first time that He Chi has so bluntly revealed the information he knows about Xi Changlin, which comes from the long and innumerable time in the past, proving that we met a long time ago, and after the gorgeous or withered skin fell off, we belonged Xi Changlin met in reality.

The system crashed all of a sudden, and there was a lot of "Fuck", I was so excited.But Xi Changlin didn't have time to think about how to follow the words to the depths, and He Chi didn't give the young man a chance to delve into the content of the words, and gently and irresistibly grabbed his wrist, leading him in another direction.

"I guess you didn't eat much at noon. Do you have an appetite now? If you don't have an appetite, I'll take you to have an appetizer." He Chi said as he walked.

Xi Changlin said "Hello", but He Chi was unmoved, pulled him three times and then turned into the garage, raised his hand and pressed the key button to unlock the car, and then pushed Xi Changlin into the passenger seat.

"You calculated it early in the morning, right?" Xi Changlin frowned and looked over.

"You won't refuse until I bring you something to eat." He Chi shrugged and helped him buckle up his seat belt, then his own, then pulled the handbrake, reversed the car and left.He glanced at Xi Changlin distractedly, and added in his heart, "Only when you're drunk can you be really obedient."

Xi Changlin snorted, lowered the car window halfway, turned his head, and watched Diancui Tower go away and the mountain scenery retreat without blinking.

"Is this the stage of tentatively revealing your true identity to you?" The system popped up again.

"Yes, Boss He, whom you like more, is taking the initiative to lose his horse to me." Xi Changlin said angrily, "This fully shows that he and I know each other's identity, but we both hide it, tsk, it's really interesting .”

The system silently swallowed the phrase "I've long thought you deserve him", cleared his throat, and said, "Then what are you going to do? Just talk about it?"

"You want me to say to him, 'Since everyone has experienced time travel several times, don't hide it, just be honest and tell me your identity'?"

"That's right, stop spinning around, you two, I'm anxious."

Xi Changlin sneered: "You think I'm the kind of direct person?"

The system's tone suddenly became dry: "It's not like that."

"That's it." Xi Changlin drew a long tone, taking it for granted.

"Then what you mean is that you lose your temper before anyone else." The system sighed, "Boss, you... you're going to kill me and refuse to tell the truth."

The mountain wind blows in, carrying the scent of flowers, leaves and soil, and the fragrance is moist and slightly bitter. The bangs on the young man's forehead were brushed, and he suddenly felt a little sleepy.

"Which thing do I refuse to tell the truth? The big paragraph I said to He Chi before was all sincere." He smiled perfunctorily, then turned around and pulled the pillow into his arms from the back seat, He tilted his head to look at He Chi.

Xi Changlin didn't speak, and there was a little tiredness in the dark eyes, and the light in the bottom of the eyes was clear and soft, delicate and soft.After staring straight at He Chi for a long time, the latter finally turned his head and asked him what's wrong.

"Where are you taking me to eat?" Xi Changlin raised his chin forward, and his voice was soft.

He Chi glanced at the salted fish in his arms, raised the car window, pulled out an eye mask from the storage box, and handed it over, "It's a Yunnan restaurant, the proprietress and the wife are all from Yunnan, and the taste is very authentic. It’s just that the place is a bit out of the way, you should sleep for a while.”

The young man didn't refuse, and Pingping said "oh", put on the blindfold slowly, and then changed the position of the salted fish, then relaxed his consciousness and fell asleep.

Xi Changlin had a rare daytime dream.In the dream, the light was dim, the music was loud, and the drums were beating loudly. It was obviously a bar.He carried the metal guitar he used to make a living from stage to stage, and when he passed the bar, the bartender stopped him.

"Someone ordered a glass of wine for you." The bartender pushed out a glass of dark golden liquid to Xi Changlin's hand. This is the bar's special drink, which is expensive, and a glass can be worth half a month's money for him to sing.

"Who ordered it?" he asked.

Bartender: "The hat is pulled down so low that I can't see the face clearly, I just know it's a man."

Xi Changlin gave a "tsk", pushed the wine glass back, and left without looking back.

Outside the door was a long night as thick as ink, and the thunder suddenly struck, and the lightning shone through the sleeping street.

boom--

Xi Changlin suddenly opened his eyes and almost bounced off the back of his chair.

He lifted the corner of the blindfold, and stared out of the window.At some point, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sound of thunder rolled continuously from the end of the sky, and the blue lightning tore through the sky, which was ferocious and dazzling.

"It looks like it's going to rain soon." He Chi said in a low voice, raised his hand and turned on the speaker, playing a soothing soft music.

The young man exhaled, took off the blindfold hanging from his ear, and threw it into the storage box.

"Would you like some water?" He Chi asked again, but before he could make a move, the screen of the mobile phone that was navigating in the mobile phone holder suddenly turned, and a call came in.

Xi Changlin raised his chin, signaled He Chi to leave him alone, answer the phone, and lowered his head to adjust the height of the seat.

He fumbled for the button while recalling the dream just now, but found that he couldn't remember anything except the broken lamp shadow and the sudden thunder.

At the same time, an urgent voice came from the speaker of the mobile phone, speaking quickly:

"Mr. He, I just received the news that Master Gong Zhuo had a car accident! It happened on the way back from Anshan Cemetery. The brakes and steering wheel suddenly failed. Master Gong Zhuo's car crashed into the guardrail on the side of the mountain. Fortunately, there was a car passing by. The Buick, the owner overtook it and helped to block it from the side, otherwise the whole car would have fallen off the cliff!"

Xi Changlin's hand that was pressing the adjustment button suddenly shrank, and his eyelids lifted up.

It's hard not to remind people of some things in the sudden situation of Gong Zhuo.

In Pinghai City, the cemetery is usually built on the mountain, and the winding mountain road has always been winding, and the consequences of brake and steering wheel failure are most likely the result of hitting the guardrail and falling off the cliff.

How did Xi Changlin die before reloading the file last time?

That's what it's like to die.

There are no coincidences in the world where many factors all collide. However, Gong Zhuo's cars have always been well-maintained and perform well, and there are few cases where parts are damaged but not repaired in time. This is most likely due to man-made.

"Which hospital is Gong Zhuo at?" He Chi asked the person on the other end of the phone.

"XX Hospital is currently undergoing rescue, and the completion time of the operation cannot be estimated."

"Understood." After finishing speaking, He Chi stretched out his hand to hang up the phone, turned his head to look at Xi Changlin, and asked, "Have something to eat first, and go there after Gong Zhuo comes out of the operating room?"

"I can't eat much." The young man lowered his eyes, leaned back in the chair, pressed the car window to let fresh air in, and said in a cold voice, "I want to go and see the scene of the car accident."

He Chi said "Yes", pulled the car to the emergency lane and stopped, and re-planned the navigation route.

"Don't you ask me why I want to go there?" Xi Changlin watched He Chi's movements, opened his lips slightly, and spoke in a very low voice, but after turning his eyes lightly, he raised his tone with a smile, "Or, Do you know why I want to go?"

He Chi touched the phone screen twice without purpose, and answered Xi Changlin in a very roundabout and clever way: "What will you do if you know my answer?"

"I'm in your car, and you locked it again, what else can I do?" Xi Changlin seemed to spread his hands helplessly, but the smile in his eyes did not diminish, the dark eyes were clear and transparent, and the light flowed like stars.

The man snorted from his nasal cavity, picked one of the routes planned by the navigation, and started the vehicle.

They were not close to Anshan Cemetery. Halfway through the drive, a person who said he had no appetite suddenly felt hungry, so he ordered a snack platter from a KFC across the street via WeChat, and took the time to go in. Pick.

After the broadcast of "A Sword in the Spring Breeze", Xi Changlin's popularity has skyrocketed. Although it is not to the extent that everyone in the streets and alleys can call his name, the chance of being recognized is not small.

But this bastard has completely lost the burden of being an idol after reading the file again. Except for the previous few times when he deliberately pretended to wear a mask and sunglasses to go out, now that He Chi has already known his identity and nature, he simply let go and walked in directly. KFC.

This man was originally a person with outstanding temperament, and he was wearing high-end tailor-made clothes that were very expensive at first glance. From the door to the order counter, everyone wanted to stick their eyes on him.

A few girls sitting in the booth whispered the names of the characters he played in the play, and kept clicking on their mobile phones. Xi Changlin turned around with his take-out bag, and even smiled at them and waved his hand.

He Chi stood at the door holding an umbrella, saw his actions through the glass, and rubbed his brows helplessly. After he came out, he asked softly, "Are you doing something on purpose?"

"No way, I'm enjoying the popularity." Xi Changlin replied casually with a smile on his lips, "As a 38th line who has been on the street for several years, I am super moved to be recognized on the road."

"At this point in time, you should be on the set. If they post on Weibo that they ran into you at KFC..."

Xi Changlin raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of He Chi, interrupted him, and shouted "He Dong" with a smile.

"Huh?" He Chi raised his eyebrows.

"It's good to know your identity." Xi Changlin nodded, opened the passenger car door half a beat before he got in.

The interior of He Chi's car is clean and tidy, and everything is decorated in simple and cool colors - except for the out-of-season salted fish; the car's fragrance is also woody, light and cold, with a long aftertaste, making people feel like they are in the mountains. between.

But Xi Changlin put the bag of snacks in front of the car with a clatter, and the cold atmosphere was instantly broken, and the lively atmosphere of the streets and alleys diffused, noisy and peaceful.

He Chi took the buckle of the seat belt that the young man was pulling down, and with a click, pressed it into the groove for him.

So Xi Changlin ate fried chicken and drank Coke slowly, while He Chi concentrated on driving.

After about 10 minutes, they arrived near the foot of Anshan Mountain.

The heavy rain was torrential, like water in a basin being turned upside down, splashing half a meter high on the ground; a tree as thick as three people hugged each other was overturned by the strong wind, and the rainwater kept washing the exposed tree roots The mud and the water on the road are dirty.

Xi Changlin scanned the scenery on both sides of the road, and raised his eyes to look up the mountain.

The Anshan Mountain is not high, but the lead cloud hangs down and weighs heavily on the mountainside; the winding mountain road is like a belt, misty in the wind and rain, and it is impossible to see clearly and see the end.

The young man's brows gradually frowned, and he slowly took off the plastic gloves he was wearing, and said to He Chi: "The road conditions may not be very good, why don't I go up by myself?"

"Do you mean you want to walk up by yourself, or do you want to leave me on the side of the road and drive up by yourself?" He Chi slightly rolled his eyelids, and cast a glance at Xi Changlin.

"I'm afraid you will have an accident with me." Xi Changlin honestly expressed his thoughts, with a calm expression on his face, and looked at He Chi unabashedly.

After a while, He Chi spoke with a difficult tone: "If you go up the mountain alone and something happens, what should I do?"

"Leave as soon as possible, and put aside the relationship between you and me, so as not to be affected by irrelevance." Xi Changlin said this indifferently, "because if something happens to me, it will basically not be an accident."

"Oh? Nothing to do?" He Chi grasped the key words in Xi Changlin's words, slowly narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous smile appeared on his lips.

But the smile was fleeting, He Chi turned the steering wheel very quickly, parked the car by the side of the road, and then stretched out his hands to Xi Changlin, "Well, it doesn't matter if you say it's irrelevant. Since you want to go up alone, then I Before I get out of the car, can I give you a hug?"

Xi Zhang Lin Xin said why he switched to the farewell scene all of a sudden, but He Chi leaned over and hugged him before he could answer.

It's not the first time for the young man to know that He Chi smells very good.This person prefers the cold woody fragrance, which is mixed with a bit of bitterness, just like the mountains and forests under the quiet moonlight, standing in place and eternity.

Surrounded by such a breath, he couldn't resist it in his heart, and even... thought the smell was quite pleasing.

Xi Changlin blinked, struggling for a moment to say what to say, but felt the hands on his waist tighten, and at the same time He Chi's lips touched his neck.

"Hello—" Xi Changlin raised his chin.

With a smile on his face, He Chi let him go knowingly and knowingly, then sat back, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car up the mountain.

The young man's face darkened suddenly.The back molars were grinding, he half-closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Are you kidding me?"

He Chi's blue eyes were bent, and he smiled brightly: "When did I fool you, did I agree with you to go to the scene of the car accident alone? And if I'm with you, the possibility of accidents will be relatively low, because Here, few people dare to touch me."