I'm super delicate

Xi Changlin slowly stuffed the toothbrush into his mouth, and then pushed He Chi out of the bathroom.Moving his arms up and down, he stared at himself in the mirror, feeling that the beliefs he had built up over the centuries were being destroyed.

Does God really exist in this world?When I was in distress, I cried out desperately for help from the bottom of my heart, but could I really get a response?

If so, why did God ignore him when he was still a stumbling teenager and prayed day and night for salvation?If not, why did he make two shots to save him from danger.

Does it depend on God's mood to care for and bless this thing?When you are in a good mood, you can save one or two people. If you are in a bad mood, you just stand by and watch.

Xi Changlin's emotions gradually became complicated, and in the depths of his heart, he outlined the appearance of a somewhat stupid god-the world ignored them when they begged, but once the former believers left, he followed behind them again and again. aid in an attempt to bring him back to his camp.

Or to put it more accurately, this is not stupidity, it should be called naive and awkward, childish temper, to use an inappropriate metaphor, like a teenager who doesn't know how to express his emotions accurately, clearly likes a certain girl, but Use sarcasm and fights to catch her attention.When the girl was really pushed away by him, he started to worry.

The young man couldn't hold back a "tsk".

The one who is high above has such a flaw, so what is the standard for becoming a god?I wonder if I have the potential to be on an equal footing with him?

Xi Changlin's thoughts turned, and he detected that the system of fluctuations in his heart was popping up for no apparent reason, but he ignored it.

However, if the system knows the extent of Xi Changlin's thoughts, he will probably be scared to death, after all, he is a loyal employee.

Gradually calming down, Xi Changlin threw away the toothbrush and finished rinsing his mouth, opened the dry and wet isolation door, slowly let out a bathtub of water, and started to take a bath.

The traces made by He Chi in the morning did not show any signs of fading, and the new one on the waist was darker than when he checked it in the dressing room.

The bathroom door was knocked twice, followed by He Chi's voice: "Xi Miao, can I come in?"

Xi Changlin stretched out his hand and swiped the water surface twice. Between the sound of clear water, he said casually: "It's not that there is no bathroom next door."

"There is no you next door." He Chi said, "I came in?"

"It turns out that Xiao 45 is lonely." Xi Changlin drew his tone with a smile, and neither refused nor agreed.

The bathroom door was unlocked, and the doorknob opened as soon as it was turned. He Chi walked in in a white shirt, his blue eyes curled up, and he said in a gentle voice, "Xi Miao, all the concubines are in room No. 40, don't you?" Worried that your body will be overwhelmed?"

"Worry, why not worry." Xi Changlin scooped up water with both hands and let it flow away, nodding his head in a serious manner, "So I don't want you to come in, who knows if you will do strange things to me."

"What do you think I'll do to you?" He Chi raised his eyebrows. Through the mist on the isolation door, he turned his eyes to stare at the person sitting in the bathtub. He was holding a bottle of bruise spray in his hand, obviously It came in to give medicine to the people inside.

After asking this question, He Chi immediately lowered his voice, laughed, and said, "Or...in fact, you are expecting me to do something to you."

Xi Changlin was still playing with the water without raising his head: "If you want to do something to me, wouldn't it be easy? I won't resist."

"Yes, yes, of course you won't resist." He Chi put the spray in his hand on the sink, took out his own from the toothbrush cup, moistened it and squeezed toothpaste on it, "Because you know I won't be here Do something to you now."

"I have nothing to do tomorrow, except to continue to investigate the Guan family's new house, so you can do whatever you want with me later, I don't mind." Xi Changlin stood up, climbed from the other side of the bathtub to this side, and raised his hand to wipe it off. The mist on the isolation door raised his head and looked at He Chi with a smile in a half-kneeling position.

The latter's hands trembled without a trace, and then he narrowed his eyes, "Then halfway through, Emi sent the paternity test results, and you turned around without hesitation and left to deal with business?"

Xi Changlin couldn't help laughing out loud, his hand on the glass slipped down, and his upper body was submerged in the water, splashing quite a bit.While his shoulders couldn't help shrugging, his voice trembled: "So a certain man surnamed He has been devastated since then, and invested in a well-known men's hospital in an attempt to regain his glory."

He Chi Pingping gave a "tsk", held the toothbrush filled with toothpaste in one hand, and knocked Xi Changlin hard on the head twice with the other hand through the glass.

Xi Changlin rolled his eyes at him.

He Chi turned back to brush his teeth, and Xi Changlin also retreated to his previous position.

The atmosphere was too harmonious for a while, but a few minutes later, Xi Changlin felt a little awkward in his heart.

He stirred the water with his hands, raised the volume slightly, and called out to the person who threw the toothbrush into the cup outside the isolation glass, and then said: "I thought about it, no matter what the contract from BR is, we must past."

"How about bringing money in the past, setting up a studio, and putting it under the name of BR, it's actually a cooperative relationship." He Chi obviously thought carefully.

"Even if the funds are sufficient, I have no qualifications and can't recruit anyone." Xi Changlin's paw moved twice on the water.

He Chi: "Who said we're going to recruit people?"

"Chichi, no matter what you're planning, I won't agree." Xi Changlin was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyelids after a while, slithered over like a fish, and looked at He Chi with a serious face.

"Then what are you going to do? You are airborne as an artist, and the manager Guan Zhi arranged for you is top-notch in the industry, with top-notch resources. This will make you marginalized in BR, and it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the short term." He Chi's His expression became serious.

The young man smiled slightly: "It's fun to fight back with a trace of blood and go berserk with low blood. At first, people thought it was easy to bully, but in the end, those who looked down on me were bullied. How interesting."

He Chi stared at him deeply, with thousands of words in his eyes, all of which turned into a sigh, "You always make people worry like this."

Xi Changlin narrowed his gaze, and said softly, "It's okay, you've known me for so long, and you're still worried about my work?"

"Don't worry about it at all." He Chi raised his chin, his tone was straightforward, without any indirection or euphemism, "Because of you, I never have a day when I'm not worried. I don't eat seriously, I don't sleep honestly, I think about dying all day long, and One point, attracting bees and butterflies all the time.”

"A man surnamed He is jealous again." Xi Changlin smiled, "It's not the flower's fault that the flower looks good. Butterflies and bees want to fly over, what can it do? Why don't you hide it?"

He Chi snorted coldly, "Can you hide it?"

"Whether you can hide it or not depends on your ability." Xi Changlin said softly.

He Chi stopped answering the call, took out a bath towel from the cabinet, opened the isolation door, stepped into the bathing area, and glanced at Xi Changlin condescendingly.

Xi Changlin looked back at him, his dark eyes were wet, like a lost elk.

A few minutes later, He Chi said in a neutral tone, "If you keep soaking it, you'll lose your hair."

Xi Changlin tapped the edge of the bathtub a few times with his fingers, and said seriously: "It's reasonable, it's only been less than half an hour."

"I don't want to be reasonable tonight." As he said this, the unreasonable Mr. He bent down and stretched out his hand, and fished Xi Changlin out of the water.

Xi Changlin struggled for a symbolic two seconds, then let He Chi dry his body, apply medicine, wrap him up in a roll and slip him out of the bathroom.

The hands of the clock point to ten o'clock, counting the time, twelve hours have passed since Emi took the genetic sample to Pinghai City.

Xi Changlin lowered his head, and beside him was He Chi who was drying his hair with an absorbent towel—the coolness that lasted throughout the day disappeared after nightfall, and the temperature gradually rose.

He played with the metal arrow he brought back from the crew, and asked He Chi: "The result is coming out, right?"

"I knew you were waiting for this." He Chi snorted coldly.

Xi Changlin shook his head, dodging He Chi's hands that pressed the acupoints on his cervical spine for him, "I'm still waiting for you to ask me how I want to repay a certain manager."

"Pain?" He Chi frowned slightly.

"A little bit." Xi Changlin lowered his eyes and said softly.

"It's time to reduce the time you spend with your head down and playing with your phone." He Chi said angrily, slipped Xi Changlin back by the back of his neck, and then continued his previous words, "Tell me, how do you plan to deal with Jia Guoping."

"How do you want me to deal with him?" Xi Changlin asked back.

"Yo, ask for my opinion?" He Chi raised his eyebrows.

Xi Changlin bent his eyes: "Occasionally, I have to listen to other people's opinions."

"Of course I hope to use the most convenient method to send him to where he should go." He Chi said.

"Where should I go, the court? But Jia Guoping's situation is a threatened joint crime. He is an accomplice. He attacked twice and attempted twice. In my country's criminal law, such accomplices are generally given a lighter sentence or exempted from guilt. " Xi Changlin's voice was faint.

"So, according to your thinking, you must plan to use Jia Guoping." He Chi said, "You are going to BR, and one of the conditions that Guan Zhi's assistant offered Jia Guoping was to let him go to BR. Are you going to start here?"

Xi Changlin's voice was straight, and his tone was neither salty nor weak: "He is not big enough, and he can't cause any disturbance in BR."

As soon as this remark came out, He Chi suddenly realized: "It turns out that what troubles you is that you don't know how to deal with Jia Guoping? It's true, he's really too light, not even a chess piece, at best he's a cannon fodder."

"But I want to teach him a lesson." Xi Changlin squeezed the metal arrow in his hand.

He Chi: "Reasonable?"

Xi Changlin shook his head: "It's too light."

The man asked again: "Get caught and beat me up?"

In return for these words, Xi Changlin rolled his eyes, "It's so boring."

It's really boring, no matter how I think about it, I don't think it's enough.After all, for Xi Changlin, Jia Guoping was the one who accompanied him through those difficult years.

This manager is conservative and stubborn, gentle and clumsy, he doesn't care about many things, and the value is not great, but he regards them as treasures.But now, his most precious treasure is being used as a threat by others, and the only choice he chooses is when the ostrich has to do it, to attack the less precious people in comparison.

Unfortunately, Xi Changlin is the latter.

How to punish such forced helplessness is really too difficult.

"Have you ever thought about...trying to forgive?" After half a second of silence, He Chi tentatively asked.

Xi Changlin's voice became hoarse in an instant: "Chichi, I hold a grudge."

"That's right, it's precisely because of holding grudges that I want to make him feel guilty for the rest of his life." He Chi traced Xi Changlin's brow bone with his thumb, threw away the absorbent towel with his other hand, and grabbed his hand, his eyes lowered, and his tone soft, " Jia Guoping is not something you can use to fight back, for such a person, it is better to let him live in the shadow of the incident all his life, always remember you, and always remember his sin."

"Can you really remember it forever, and won't be self-righteous just because you let it go lightly?" Xi Changlin asked.

"If it's Guan Zhi, it will definitely be, but Jia Guoping is different." He Chi inserted his fingers into Xi Changlin's, clasped his five fingers tightly, raised them to his lips, kissed the man's ring finger lightly, and whispered Say, "You know that very well."

The young man touched He Chi's shoulder with his forehead, and after a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "Do you know that if someone told me to forgive a person who helped the enemy kill me twice and three times, I would put the He was beaten to death with a stick."

He Chi laughed: "Because I am fortunate to be the person you said is not someone else."