Those years when I was taken away by the boss

This kind of premonition was strong for no reason. It started when he saw the other party by his brother's side after the transfer of power was over, and it fermented yesterday, and it was so turbulent that he couldn't restrain it.

He instinctively wanted to circle his brother back to him, but his reason told him that his brother could not stay by his side.

He is too dangerous.

So even though he was worried about Qi Xie, he still put his cherished brother by his side.He won't have to look around when he gets the order of the crafty arrow.

Bai Jing's voice was so firm, Zhong Ruji chuckled and admitted: "Yes, I won't."

"Yeah." Bai Jing paused, seeing a few sneaky people showing up, "Someone is here."

Zhong Ruji reflected his meaning and said, "Okay, hang up."

Contact was cut off immediately.

Zhong Ruji put the communicator aside, took off his coat and threw it on the bed.

He was still holding the copper-colored arrow in his hand, and he took it up to look at it after a while.

If he stays by Qi Chu's side all the time, his chances of making a move will be greatly increased, and the probability of success will also be greatly increased.

In fact, he has a way to reconcile with Qi Chu, but now he feels that it is unnecessary.

Negotiations are not as refreshing as tearing faces apart, and he doesn't want to trade Bai Jing's life for Qi Chu's temporary trust.

The hot mist in the bathroom cooled down in contact with the outside air, Shu Shi came out wrapped in a bathrobe, and sneezed within a few seconds.

He shook his shoulders and sat on the nearest bed, rubbed his nose and said, "It's getting colder and colder today."

Zhong Ruji rubbed the tangled locks of hair, and as expected, his hands were full of water: "After you wash your hair and don't dry it, you are waiting to get sick?"

Shu Shi listened and sneezed again.

"Huh? Is it wet?" He touched his hair strangely, feeling wet, "Maybe it's drenched, I didn't pay attention."

After finishing speaking, Shu Shi took advantage of the situation and lay down, wanting to lie down on the bed he was thinking of, but was caught by a pair of strong hands.

Zhong Ruji glanced at his wet hair, and said softly, "This is my bed."

Shu Shi was picked up by a handful, and he was not happy at the moment, after hearing what he said, he waved his hands and wanted to lie down again, and said: "Lend me to lie down, why do you and I share each other?"

Zhong Ruji didn't even look at it, stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him up again: "Go blow your hair, and lie down when it's dry."

Being picked up again, Shu Shi looked at him quietly, not understanding what was wrong with this man.

Why don't you let your hair lie down when it's dry?There are two beds in the double room, which one does he sleep on?How did you decide on this bed?

"I don't want to blow it, it's so troublesome." Shu Shi rubbed forward, wanting to go to another bed, but he didn't want to move after a few moves.

He frowned, glanced at Zhong Ruji, and pulled his bathrobe up to the back of his head in the next second, covering his wet hair, and leaned back again.

The result is still not lying down.

Zhong Ruji stopped him again.

Shu Shi: "!!"

He held his breath, and quickly ran through a series of words in his mind, whether you are against me, whether you have an opinion about me, whether you don't regard me as a friend-and so on, and he is about to blurt out.

"Don't lie down yet." Zhong Ruji said without changing his expression, "I'll blow it for you."

When Shu Shi felt himself inflated into a balloon, Zhong Ruji suddenly let go of his clenched mouth.

I was out of breath.

He said quickly in his mind, "Okay!"

By the time he realized that his reaction was not quite right, Zhong Ruji had already returned with the hair dryer.

Zhong Ruji was holding a black hair dryer, which made her complexion very fair...it actually looked a little nice.

Shu Shi patted his face with both hands, thinking that he couldn't look at his face like this, he let out a breath, and tried to look at Zhong Ruji without a filter.

After Zhong Ruji plugged in the hair dryer, he found that the cord was a little short. He tried the wind speed and temperature, and adjusted it to a moderate level.

"come over."

After hearing his request clearly, Shu Shi moved to the right and looked up at him.

Zhong Ruji raised his hand and was about to blow his hair, when he met his eyes, he froze.

He only paused for a short moment, and then he grabbed the hair at the bottom of his hand as if nothing had happened.

Shu Shi squinted his eyes to feel the warm wind blowing on his head, and when he was feeling comfortable, he heard a voice above his head: "...don't look at me like that next time."

"Huh? What kind?" Shu Shi was puzzled, and asked him up.

"Don't move around." Pushing down his head, Zhong Ruji continued to blow to him, "It's nothing, I'll just talk about it."

The tone is really like nothing.

But he already had everything on his mind.

The hair in his hands was already half dry, Zhong Ruji lowered his eyes, someone was already drowsy.

The wind was blowing really comfortably, coupled with Zhong Ruji's gentle handling, Shu Shi was sleepy even if he wasn't sleepy.

He yawned, closing and opening his eyes, and the room was full of ghosts that had already taken shape.

He stretched out his hand to tug on Zhong Ruji's clothes, before he said to him, "I see, don't worry about it."

Shu Shi said in a daze, "They don't look very friendly."

"Yeah." Zhong Ruji turned off the wind, and rubbed his unstyled hair a few times, "Don't worry if you don't have a body, and don't worry if you become a body."

"Don't worry?" Shu Shi shook his head, trying to use his nerves to think about the meaning of these words.

Zhong Ruji turned to put on the hair dryer, and the ghosts followed suit.

Shu Shi half-closed his eyes and observed for a while, until Zhong Ruji came back, he suddenly smiled and said: "In this state, I can follow you all the time, but with a physical body, maybe it won't work?"

Ghosts with long legs cannot float.

"You just realized it?" Zhong Ruji smiled.

"I just thought of it." Shu Shi fell on the bed and sighed comfortably.

Zhong Ruji looked at him twice and said, "Let's rest first."

"No, let me lie down for a while before going to sleep." Shu Shi drew his voice, thinking that Zhong Ruji was chasing him away.

"Lie down, I won't disturb you." Zhong Ruji stooped to pick up his coat, walked around the edge of the bed to another place, and gave him the bed.

The next day, the autumn air was crisp, and the warm sun slowly climbed across the horizon.

Today is the last day when the transfer order is pending. It's time for Bai Jing and those people to fight each other with all their might.

The self-healing physique of the hermit race against the sky, Zhong Ruji saw the specific effect in Shu Shi, but Qu Lan's healing speed was somewhat different from Bai Jing's healing speed in Qi Xie's memory.

The latter is indeed much faster than ordinary people, but much slower than the former.

According to Bai Jing's healing speed, if he is hit by several arrows at the same time, it may be difficult to recover by himself, and problems may easily occur.

After much deliberation, Zhong Ruji dialed Bai Jing's communicator to ensure that the mission would not go wrong.

The notification of the connection sounded for a while, and he cut off the communication, and did not dial out a second time.Bai Jing is in a special period, so it is understandable that she has no time to connect.

Zhong Ruji took a shower in the morning, ordered three breakfasts, and saw the communicator flashing frequently when he came back.

Before Shu Shi woke up, he took the communicator to the balcony and clicked on it halfway.The person on the other side didn't speak until he stopped, and a few birdsong rang out from the tree.

"Hello? Is it convenient for you?" There was a soft female voice in the communicator, but it had a familiar taste for no reason.

"It's inconvenient. Don't pretend." Zhong Ruji exposed it mercilessly, "Tell me about Bai Jing's situation."

The other end chuckled a few times, and after returning to her original voice, Zhou Xige looked at Bai Jing who was still eyes closed, but couldn't find an adjective: "Hmm...I don't think it's too good."

Zhong Ruji said: "Report the injury." If it is not good, it means there is still hope.

Zhou Xige sighed, observed while saying, "Elbows, knees, shoulders, pipa bones... there are too many for me to count."

"Anyway, I haven't woken up yet, and I will die if I am caught up again."

Staying in the same room as her, Fang Tuo took another set of clothes out, Qi Hanzhao leaned against the wall and looked at him, and said, "I'll change it for him later, the bleeding hasn't stopped yet, it will ooze later."

Fang Tuo put the clothes beside the bed, straightened up and frowned: "He is a hermit."

Although the tone is affirmative, there is a taste of doubt.

Zhou Xige, who was communicating, glanced at them and continued to communicate with Zhong Ruji.

"It's a hermit, I'm also surprised." Qi Hanzhao shrugged after finishing speaking.

Everyone knows that the Yin race is special. Bai Jing carried the traits of the Yin race all over her body, but was unconscious due to injuries.

"There shouldn't be a big problem, it just takes a certain amount of time." Zhou Xige was chatting, not knowing what Zhong Ruji said, her expression became serious, "...he is only seventeen, young .”