Chapter 122 Commitment

Author: Genuine Li Ye

"Are you awake?" Chu Zihang opened the door and looked into Qian Li's clear eyes, stunned.

Qian Li was sleeping soundly when she left. He was just not worried about the wound on her hand and wanted to take a look before leaving.

Qianli nodded silently.

"I'll go out to sleep and squeeze in with Caesar or Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang thought she was struggling with the bedroom issue and said.

Qianli remained silent.

Chu Zihang frowned and strode to the bedside. He wanted to reach out to check the wound under her sleeve, but then he remembered that she probably didn't want them to know such a thing. He quickly retracted his hand and asked with concern: "What's wrong with Qian?"

Already?"

Qian Li was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked directly into Chu Zihang's eyes: "Brother, are you hiding something from me?"

Chu Zihang knew that he was not a good liar, and he never thought about lying to Qian Li. He just nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, I don't care about your business." After getting the affirmative answer, Qianli was discouraged. She hugged the pillow beside her and leaned against the wall, no longer looking at the people next to her.

Chu Zihang thought she was angry and wanted to explain, but upon closer inspection, he found that was not the case.

She seemed to have woken up suddenly, her face was still a little pale, her body was shaking slightly, and her long seaweed-like hair was pressed and curled around her, like an uneasy little girl who was frightened by a nightmare at night.

Qianli is not short, but her figure is too thin. Once her beautiful face appears a little sad, it will be magnified infinitely, like delicate and fragile porcelain.

Chu Zihang grabbed her hand through her clothes and realized that her hand was frighteningly cold: "Is it cold?"

He should have noticed earlier.

Because of her spiritual connection, her body temperature is higher than that of ordinary people, so even in April, when the cold spring lingers, she only has a thin quilt covering her body. And she is still sick, and it is raining heavily and the outside temperature is relatively high.

Low, just covering these will definitely not work.

With this in mind, Chu Zihang took off his coat and put it on Qian Li.

He didn't dare to get too close, let alone hold her in his arms. He could only think about waiting and ask the waiter for a thicker bedding.

Qian Li shook his head, seeming to still be frightened. He looked at him several times before finally making up his mind and saying, "I always have a bad feeling. You guys will be fine, right?"

"Yes." Chu Zihang replied firmly.

The moment he agreed, he finally realized the reason for Qianli's hesitation. She seemed to think it was offensive to require the other party's commitment.

So well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.

"We'll be fine, don't worry." Chu Zihang put his hand on Qian Li's head.

This was a somewhat intimate gesture, and he wasn't sure whether Qianli Qianli could accept it. Seeing that she had no intention of refusing, he followed his heart and rubbed the top of her hair.

Qian Li seemed to be very attached to this kind of warmth, and she slowly closed her eyes with a confused expression.

Chu Zihang stretched out his index finger and touched her face: "Qian, lie down, sleeping like this will be uncomfortable."

Qian Li straightened up and got into the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes, and said angrily: "I know, you are asleep, don't call me again."

Chu Zihang looked at her sleeping face quietly, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.

He rarely gets this kind of mental relaxation. After the heavy rain when he was fifteen years old, he was always preparing to face that powerful enemy, and he remained highly alert even when sleeping.

Even when he goes home to Su Xiaoyan every year, he is afraid that his secret will be exposed and it will affect his mother.

Over time, his spirit was like a fully drawn bow, and he didn't know when it would break. Masashi Toyama, the psychiatrist at the college, told him more than once that he could not maintain this state forever, otherwise even if he was an iron man, he would break at some point.

He was on the verge of collapse for a moment, but he couldn't stop at all.

Until I met Qianli.

Staying with Qian Li will automatically eliminate some distracting thoughts from his mind. When she bickers with Lu Mingfei and speaks those wild words, her thoughts are completely driven away. When she is silent, she will feel another spiritual level.

of peace.

He realized that he had an unwarranted trust in Qianli, which did not diminish even after learning that Qianli had been lying to them.

Just looking at her like this, Chu Zihang, who was originally sober, was also swept away by thoughts. He wanted to get out, but the sleepiness caused by the extremely relaxed consciousness completely pulled him into a chaotic darkness.

Caesar and Lu Mingfei stood outside and quietly opened the door a crack.

Chu Zihang originally wanted to share a room with them, but after waiting for so long and not seeing anyone, he came here to take a look uneasy.

Through the crack, they could vaguely see what was inside the room. Qian Li was sleeping inside holding a pillow, and Chu Zihang was lying on the bedside. There was only a dim desk lamp left in the room, and the ambiguous light shrouded the two of them.

"This composition is okay." Fingel also appeared next to him at some point, peering in like a goose being lifted by the neck: "Posting it on the Night Watch Forum should get a lot of buzz."

Lu Mingfei: "But in the next second you may be cut in half by the violent senior brother."

Fingel shrank his head: "Forget it."

"Confirmation is complete, you can go to bed." Caesar blocked the shoulders of the other two people, one on the left and the other on the right, and forced them to turn around: "There will be a tough battle to fight tomorrow, and no one is allowed to lose control."

"Although there is no evidence, I always feel that you are caring about me, boss." Lu Mingfei muttered.

"Did I hint so obviously?" Caesar glared.

Lu Mingfei:?

"Okay." Caesar slapped him forward and said, "You squeeze in with Fingel tonight."

"Why?" Fingel and Lu Mingfei said in unison.

"You were in the same dormitory before, and you still disliked each other?" Caesar said.

"Oh, that's right." Fingel and Lu Mingfei nodded in sync, arms around each other: "Brother, I'm very interested in your journey of survival. I'll tell you more about it later."

Fingel patted his chest: "I must explain it clearly to you. You don't even know how thrilling my journey was."

The two walked while talking, and no one noticed that Caesar was not with them, but stopped where he was.

He turned around, his eyes always falling on Qian Li in the room.

He never thought that she would be involved with the Gattuso family. As for the authenticity of Fingel's words, he did not doubt it. After all, as long as there were records, he would definitely be able to find out the truth.

He was just curious whether it was his shrewd uncle or his romantic father who had something to do with Qian Li.

The former is understandable. When that person discovers that there is an alien like Qianli, he either destroys it or takes it as his own.

But based on Fingel's description and Qianli's current state, it seems that the latter is more likely.
Chapter completed!