After Chi Xiaochi wrote down the phone numbers of these people, he was ready to fall asleep.
Before going to bed, Chi Xiaochi said to 061: "The body is the capital of the revolution, I'm going to save my wife's book, good night."
061 Laughs: "Good night."
Chi Xiaochi said, "By the way, remove your shielding energy."
061: "… huh?"
He closed his eyes and said, "Zhou Kai will be back in two days. In the condition of a fracture patient, I can only perform the shape without makeup. To perform God, I have to do it in a real way."
"Aren't you afraid of pain?"
"I was kicked and broke my rib when I was filming a martial arts scene before, so I have experience. This kind of pain was the pain at the time. Shen Changqing has been recuperating for six or seven days. As long as he doesn't move around, it won't hurt."
After hearing the reason given by Chi Xiaochi, 061 laughed: "...you don't have to worry about me."
Chi Xiaochi didn't move, after a while, he closed his eyes and smiled.
Having been with Chi Xiaochi for a while, 061 can't say that he has a complete understanding of Chi Xiaochi, but he can roughly guess what he is thinking.
Chi Xiaochi has already researched all the skill cards in the warehouse, and has also classified all the cards according to their functions and practicality.
And according to his observation ability, it is impossible not to find that the painless buff function card that can block pain is the same as the hypnosis card, and it needs to be redeemed with points before it can be used.
In other words, 061 shielded Chi Xiaochi from pain, consuming his own energy.
061 smiled and said, "... just treat me as solar energy."
Chi Xiaochi yawned exaggeratedly, pulled the quilt up, and interrupted him: "Ah, Mr. Solar, I'm going to sleep."
061 was so amused that he took out a book and read poems for him.
After half an hour, Chi Xiaochi fell asleep soundly hugging the quilt.
For patients with fractures, the quilt was a bit too heavy. It happened that in the middle of the night, the central air conditioner stopped again, and water dripped from the air conditioner outlet.
As soon as the cold air in the room dissipated, Chi Xiaochi couldn't stand the heat, so he kicked the quilt three times or two times.
061: "..." Alas.
After a while, a young man in white clothes and black trousers stood still in the room, picked up the quilt from the ground, piled it aside first, and then stood in front of the air-conditioning outlet and put his palm on it.
The bright white light poured out from the palm of the hand and extended into the air outlet. The low light quickly wrote and recorded the huge and complicated circuit network of the entire air conditioning system, and quickly carried out troubleshooting and repair.
After about a minute, the system resumed operation, and the cold air rushed out, forming a wet mist in his palm.
He retracted his hand, walked back to the bed, and re-tucked the quilt to Chi Xiaochi.
Shen Changqing can get Zhou Kai's eyes and is qualified to be his "decoration". A face is naturally born very well, but only three years of torture made this 26-year-old young man used to frowning in his sleep.
061 sat down on the side of the bed, gentlemanly keeping a safe distance from Chi Xiaochi, hanging his hand directly above his chest, and quietly repairing the broken bones in his body with his own energy.
He rolled his eyes and found a corner of paper exposed under the pillow.
He looked out and saw that it was a color selfie. Apparently it was taken with a mobile phone, then transferred to a computer, and printed on A4 paper.
061 can't imagine what kind of circumstances Shen Changqing was under, peeping into his eyes without a few pairs of moments, turning on the computer that was forbidden to him, and developing this photo uneasy in the clack of the printer. .
His heart rate probably wouldn't drop below one hundred and eighteen.
But Shen Changqing in the photo was smiling happily. He was lying on the grass with Help's neck in his arms. The sun was just right, the temperature was just right, and there were no other people, just him and his Help.
After he printed this photo, he kept it close to him and hid it in his pillow when he slept, lovingly caring for this rare warm memory of his three-year life in hell.
When he saw the Labrador with his tongue sticking out, 061's head was pinched with a hand. The stable data stream suddenly became a mess, and the error messages popped up one by one, making him dizzy. Dazzling.
The photo fell to the ground.
061 Hold on to the edge of the bed and try to stabilize the breath.
When he was first formatted, the data flow was quite unstable, and similar errors were always reported.
From time to time, there are some scattered information flowing in his mind, but there is neither antecedent nor consequence, even just a few seconds of fragments, not even a complete paragraph at all.
061 was disturbed by these fragments and asked 023 if there was any way to deal with this situation.
023 said in the name of the game console, you are now a machine. A machine that is not malfunctioning can't be cured by a single tap;
At that time, 061 was only joking when 023: "You think I am a TV."
Thinking of this proposal now, 061 thought it might as well give it a try.
061 raised his hand and said to himself, "It's true or false."
After speaking, he clenched his fist and lightly chiseled his temple twice.
I don't know if it really works, but the jumbled image in front of him turned from virtual to solid, and a clean little yellow dog appeared, wagging its tail at him.
He heard a boy calling the dog's name, his voice a little like himself: "Bury, come here."
The puppy wiped off its wet black nose, and ran towards him with its head shaking its tail.
Another young boy's lively voice sounded next to him: "Hey, there are still people standing here, just kiss him and not me, do you have any conscience?"
At the same time, Chi Xiaochi also dreamed of the same dog.
But unlike the dog in Memory Fragment 061, it was a dirty puppy with rotten eyes.
It was noon, when the power of the scorching sun was about to be exhausted. Chi Xiaochi took a cheap chocolate cone and followed Lou Ying while licking it.
Lou Ying looked at him for a while, then pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Can you eat it well? It's licking and licking."
Chi Xiaochi didn't listen, he made a gesture to lick the cone in Lou Ying's hand, tilted his head, and saw a limp little yellow dog at the base of the wall, his hair was dirty and tangled, and both eyes were blind. Yes, the eyes were covered thickly on the lids, looking dirty and pitiful.
Chi Xiaochi ran over and noticed that it still had a slightly heaving belly: "Ouch, it's still alive."
He ignored Bingya, swallowed the cone three times twice, clapped his hands and was about to pick up the dog, Lou Ying patted his shoulder and handed him the cone with only egg rolls left.
"Help me eat it. Chocolate is a little greasy." Lou Ying squatted down and rolled up his sleeves, "...I'll come."
Chi Xiaochi also squatted next to Lou Ying, eating the crispy and sweet egg roll in one bite, watching Lou Ying gently petting the sickly puppy: "How's it going?"
"The body is convulsing, it's too sick." Lou Ying said, "Let's find a hospital for it."
Chi Xiaochi said, "Okay. I remember going west and turning a corner, there is a pet hospital. But I think the price is quite expensive. Are you rich?"
Lou Ying: "Yes."
Chi Xiaochi was inevitably surprised: "You can really make money picking up waste?"
Lou Ying laughed: "Some scraps are not considered scraps. If they are repaired, they can be sold as second-hand."
He took off his clothes, wrapped the dog's trembling body, and gestured to the cone in Chi Xiaochi's hand with his eyes: "...otherwise, why would I invite you to eat such a good ice cream."
That dream was chocolate flavored.
After waking up, Chi Xiaochi still had a faint residual fragrance of chocolate and egg rolls in his mouth.
When he woke up, the bedroom was empty, and it was still dark outside.
But Chi Xiaochi soon discovered that there was one more thing in the warehouse in the lower right corner of his data screen.
Chi Xiaochi opened the warehouse and saw that it was a piece of colored paper that was folded a bit old.
061, who had returned to his body, said softly: "... This is Shen Changqing's treasure. I found it under his pillow. It's too unsafe for him to hide like this, and he will be discovered sooner or later."
Chi Xiaochi was silent.
He remembered that there was indeed such a passage in Shen Changqing's memory.
About a month after Help left home for treatment, Shen Changqing's baby photo was lost.
He frantically searched the room, rummaging through all the pillows, bedding, pockets and pockets, but couldn't find his photo.
He suspected that it was Zhou Kai or some servant who took it, but he didn't have the courage to ask, so he sat on the bed and shed tears silently for a while, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash off the tears, for fear that Zhou Kai would catch the handle and find him again. of bad luck.
But 061 and Chi Xiaochi, who had read all the information on the World Line, knew that it was Zhou Kai, a wicked and smoking scumbag who did it.
At that time, he turned on the surveillance camera of Shen Changqing's bedroom, admiring Shen Changqing's appearance as he rummaged through all corners while holding back tears.
061 said: "This is not the way. I think it is safer to simply digitize the photos, put them in the panel of your backpack, and take them out when needed."
Chi Xiaochi nodded: "Just let it go. I have also raised dogs, and I know that the relationship between dogs and people is sometimes stronger than that between people."
061 somehow remembered the blind little yellow dog called "Buried" that appeared in his mind for no reason. His heart moved slightly, and he continued to ask: "What's the name of that dog?"
Chi Xiaochi simply said: "Dog meat, sometimes it's called hot pot when it gets into trouble."
061: "…"
Chi Xiaochi said righteously: "It's cheap and easy to support. Don't say it, it's quite smart. When I called the hot pot later, it knew that it was wrong, and it would take the initiative to squat in the corner to reflect."
061 doesn't remember that Chi Xiaochi mentioned his dog in public, but in some tabloid news, some paparazzi took pictures of him walking the dog, but the picture was blurry, and it was impossible to tell what breed it was.
"What kind of dog do you have?"
Chi Xiaochi said: "I don't like to engage in breed theory. Dogs are nobles, but people are not necessarily nobles. Just the Chinese pastoral dog, which was picked up on the side of the road. When I first picked it up, it was small and sickly. Yes, after getting better, I will live a healthy life with no illness or disaster."
Chi Xiaochi's tone was quite plain: "I kept it until he died of old age last year. Now that I think about it, I'm quite lucky, otherwise, as I am now half-dead, no one will feed it, and it should be rude and turn over the refrigerator. Steal my ice cream and eat it."
When he said this, he complained, but his eyes were extraordinarily soft.
Probably because he woke up early in the morning, his expression was still a little sullen, his hair was a little messy, he was leaning on the soft pillow, and the child was very angry.
061 Looking at him like this, he just finds it interesting and cute.
When Chi Xiaochi was served by the servants and finished washing up and having breakfast, 061's familiar gleam appeared in his eyes.
After the meal, Shen Changqing enjoyed some time watching TV in the living room.
The TV was broadcasting talks of several experts discussing that racial discrimination still exists in today's highly civilized society. Chi Xiaochi listened to each other, but his attention was on the phone.
If he's not mistaken, someone will want to chat with him.
Sure enough, after Chi Xiaochi sat on the sofa for nearly 20 minutes, the landline at home rang.
Ison answered the phone.
If you have to compare, Shen Changqing enjoys much more "beneficial" treatment than his predecessor Su Wenyi.
Because he is sensible, doesn't cause trouble, keeps his own feet, and does all the things Zhou Kai ordered himself to do, Shen Changqing will be beaten less, and the 45 favorability value can also explain the problem.
At first, Zhou Kai also deliberately tested him and offered Shen Changqing the opportunity to ask for help, but Shen Changqing voluntarily gave up.
Therefore, Shen Changqing has a higher degree of freedom. As a "Zhou Kai's partner", he can answer some filtered phone calls and chat as a window to the outside world to show the good family atmosphere of the Zhou family.
Obviously, the current callers are the ones who have been carefully filtered and recognized.
Yi Song handed the phone to Chi Xiaochi: "It's Mr. Sam."
Chi Xiaochi nodded and took it: "Hello."
Sam's tone sounded a little tired: "Mr. Shen, it's me, Sam. Mr. Zhou suddenly fainted while participating in the meeting. I wanted to inform you as soon as possible, but after the accident, according to Toronto time, you probably already After rest, Mr. Zhou's condition is not very serious, and he soon recovered. The current condition is stable. But I am still not very relieved. I asked the doctor to do a comprehensive examination and the flight ticket back to China has also been changed. Please don't be too much. Worry."
"Ah..." On the other side of the phone, Shen Changqing's voice was long, and he couldn't tell whether he was worried or some other emotion, "How is he now?" The tone of voice was in line with the anxiety that a qualified partner should have.
Sam said, "Mr. Zhou is still sleeping."
Chi Xiaochi said, "Thank you for your hard work. When Mr. Zhou wakes up, he will definitely contact me."
Sam said "You're welcome" and said calmly: "The doctor is now asking me about Mr. Zhou's medical history. Mr. Zhou doesn't want to mention it, saying that he is in good health, but I'm afraid he is a taboo..."
Yi Song stood beside Chi Xiaochi and silently listened to Chi Xiaochi's conversation with Sam.
Holding the receiver, Chi Xiaochi pondered for a moment, as if after careful consideration, he said: "Mr. Zhou is in good health. It's just that the rest is not very good, and occasionally he forgets some things, such as where the car keys are. But after all, he is not Young people in their twenties and thirties, this is normal, isn't it?"