Chapter 26: Beautiful dreams, puppies, trying each other out.

Xiaochi Chi wrote down the phone numbers of these people, and then got ready to sleep.

Before going to bed, Xiaochi Chi commented to 061: "Health is the essence of the revolution, I have to go save my wife's money, good night."

061 smiled, "Good night."

Xiaochi Chi said, "By the way, remove your shielding energy."

061: "...... eh?"

Kai Zhou will be back in two days," he says with his eyes closed. In the state of a fracture patient, I can only perform the form without makeup. To play the spirit, I have to be realistic."

"You're not afraid of pain?"

"The previous shooting martial arts scene was kicked in the ribs, also have experience. This kind of pain is then pain, Changqing Shen this has been recuperating for six or seven days, as long as do not move around will not hurt."

After hearing the reason given by Xiaochi Chi, 061 lost his smile: "...... you don't have to worry about me."

Xiaochi Chi did not move, and after a long time, he closed his eyes and smiled away.

Having spent some time with Xiaochi Chi, 061 can't say that he knows everything about Xiaochi Chi, but he can probably guess what's on his mind.

Xiaochi Chi has already studied all the skill cards in the warehouse and categorized all the cards according to their function and usefulness.

And according to his powers of observation, it is impossible not to notice that the painless buff function card that can shield the sense of pain and hypnosis card, both need to be redeemed with points to use.

In other words, 061 shields Xiaochi Chi from pain, using up his own energy.

061 laughed, "...... just think of me as solar energy to use."

Xiaochi Chi interrupted him with a rather exaggerated yawn, pulling the covers upward, "Ah, Mr. Solar, I'm going to sleep."

061 was so amused that he took out the book and read the poem for him.

After half an hour, Xiaochi Chi fell into a sound sleep under the covers.

The quilt was a little too heavy for the fracture patient, and it so happened that the central air conditioner stopped turning in the middle of the night, and water was dripping down from the air conditioner.

Once the cold air in the room is dispersed, Xiaochi Chi can't stand the heat and kicked the blanket three times.

061: "......" ugh.

A few moments later, a young man in white and black pants stood in the house, hands will be picked up from the ground quilt, first stacked to the side, and stood in front of the air conditioning vents, the palm of the hand on it.

The fluorescent thin white light flowed out from the palm and extended into the air outlet, the shimmering light flew to write down the entire air conditioning system's huge and complicated circuit network, and quickly started troubleshooting and repair.

After about a minute, the system resumed operation and cold air whistled out, forming a wet mist on his palm.

He withdrew his hand, walked back to the bed, and tucked the covers back in for Xiaochi Chi.

Changqing Shen can be Kai Zhou's eyes, enough to do his "decoration", a face is naturally very good, but three years of torture, so that the 26-year-old young man in his sleep also used to frown.

061 sat down on the side of the bed, gentlemanly keeping a safe distance from Xiaochi Chi and dangling his hand directly above his chest, quietly using his energy to mend the broken bones in his body.

With a twinkle in his eye, he found a corner of a paper object exposed under the pillow.

He touched it out and found that it was a color selfie. Apparently it was taken with a cell phone, then transferred to the computer and printed out in color on A4 paper.

061 can't even imagine how Changqing Shen was able to open the computer, which was forbidden to him, and develop this photo with the sound of the printer's click, without concealing it from several pairs of eyes that were always watching him.

His heartbeat was probably not lower than one hundred and eight throughout.

But Changqing Shen is smiling happily in the photo, holding Erpu He's neck on the grass, the sun is shining, the temperature is perfect, there are no other people, just him and his Erpu He.

He kept the photo close to him after it was printed and hid it in his pillow when he slept, carefully caring for this rare warm memory that belonged to him in his three years of hell.

Seeing the Labrador with its tongue out, 061's head was like being pinched by a hand, and the data stream, which was quite stable, instantly became a mess, with error messages popping up one after another, flashing him dizzy.

The photo floated to the ground.

061 holds the edge of the bed and tries his best to stabilize his breath.

When he was first formatted, the data flow was quite erratic and always had a similar error reporting condition.

From time to time there are some mixed messages running through his mind, but neither the cause nor the effect, or even just a few seconds of fragments, simply can not spell even a complete paragraph.

061 had been annoyed by these fragments and had approached 023 to ask if there was any way to deal with this situation.

023 playing the game machine said, you are now a machine. There is no malfunction of the machine is a knock can not be good; if not, knock more.

At the time, 061 just thought 023 was joking: "You think I'm a TV."

Now that I remember this proposal, 061 actually thought it might be worth trying.

061 raised his hand and said to himself, "Really?"

After that, he made a fist and chiseled twice on his Solar Plexus.

I don't know if it really works, but the image in front of his eyes refracted from false to real, and a clean little yellow dog appeared, wagging its tail at him.

He heard a teenager calling the dog's name, sounding somewhat like himself: "Bury, come here."

The puppy huffed its wet black nose and ran at him with its head and tail wagging.

Another teenager's lively voice rang out next to him: "Hey, there are people standing here, just kiss him not kiss me, have no conscience."

At the same time, Xiaochi Chi also dreamed about the same dog.

But unlike the dog in 061's memory fragment, it was a dirty, rotten-eyed puppy.

It was late in the afternoon, when the sun was running out of power. Xiaochi Chi was holding a cheap chocolate cone and licking it while following Ying Lou.

Ying Lou looked at him for a while, pursed her lips and laughed: "You are so delicious, okay? Lick and lick."

Xiaochi Chi refused to listen and made a move to lick the cone in Ying Lou's hand, but when he tilted his head, he saw a limp little yellow dog at the root of the wall, its hair dirty and tangled, both eyes blind, with eye mucus thickly covering its eyelids, looking dirty and miserable.

Xiaochi Chi ran over to it and noticed its still faintly undulating belly: "Ouch, it's still alive."

He swallowed the cone three times, ignoring his icy teeth, and was about to pick up the dog when Ying Lou tapped him on the shoulder and handed him the cone with only the egg roll left.

"Eat it for me. The chocolate is a bit greasy." Ying Lou squatted down and rolled up his sleeves, "...... I'll do it."

Xiaochi Chi followed suit and squatted next to Ying Lou, taking a bite of the crunchy egg roll and watching Ying Lou gently pet the sickly puppy: "How's it going?"

"The body is twitching, it's too sick." Ying Lou said, "Let's get him to a hospital."

Xiaochi Chi said, "Yes. I remember there's a vet hospital just around the corner to the west. But I think it's quite expensive. Do you have the money?"

Ying Lou : "Yes."

Xiaochi Chi was surprised: "Can you really earn money by collecting scrap?"

Ying Lou laughs: "Some of the scrap is not scrap, fix it, you can sell it as used."

He pulled his shirt off and wrapped the puppy's trembling body up, gesturing with his eyes to the cone in Xiaochi Chi's hand, "...... how else would I treat you to such good ice cream."

That dream was chocolate-flavored.

When I woke up, Xiaochi Chi's mouth still had a faint remnant of chocolate and egg rolls in it.

When he woke up, the bedroom was empty and it was still light outside.

But Xiaochi Chi soon noticed that there was one more thing in the repository in the bottom right corner of his data screen.

Xiaochi Chi clicked on the warehouse and saw that it was a piece of colorful paper that had been folded a bit old.

061, who had reentered his body, spoke softly: "...... This is Changqing Shen's collection. I found it under his pillow. He is too insecure to hide it like this, sooner or later it will be discovered."

Xiaochi Chi was silent.

He remembers that there is indeed such a paragraph in Changqing Shen's memory.

About a month after Erpu He left home to heal, Changqing Shen's precious photos were lost.

He searched the room in a panic, rummaging through all the pillows and bedding and pockets of his clothes and pants, but could not find his picture.

He suspected that Kai Zhou or one of the servants had taken it, but he didn't have the courage to ask, so he sat on the bed and shed tears in silence for a while, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash them away, afraid that Kai Zhou would catch him in the act and find his bad luck again.

But 061 and Xiaochi Chi, who have read all the messages in the world line, know that it was Kai Zhou, a bad man with smoke, who did it.

He turned on the surveillance of Changqing Shen's bedroom, admired Changqing Shen's appearance while holding back tears and searching all corners, and laughed heartily.

061 said, "This is not the way to go. I think it's safer to simply data the photos and put them in your backpack panel first, then take them out when you need them."

Xiaochi Chi nodded: "Let it go, I also have a dog, I know that the relationship between dogs and people is sometimes more iron than people and people."

061 somehow remembered the blind little yellow dog called "buried" that appeared in his mind for no apparent reason, his heart moved slightly and he asked: "What is the name of that dog?"

Xiaochi Chi simply says, "Dog meat, sometimes it's called hot pot when it gets into trouble."

061: "......"

Xiaochi Chi justified: "The name of the bitch is good to live. Do not say, it is quite smart, and later when I call the hot pot, it will know that they are wrong, and will take the initiative to squat in the corner to reflect."

061 doesn't remember Xiaochi Chi mentioning his dog in public, but in some tabloid news in the nooks and crannies, there were pictures of him walking his dog, but the pictures were too blurry to tell what breed it was.

"What breed of dog do you have?"

Xiaochi Chi said: "I don't like to engage in any breed-only theory. Dogs are aristocratic, but people are not necessarily aristocratic. The Chinese Field Dog was picked up on the side of the road. When he was first picked up, he was sick with microscopic disease, and then he got better and lived a healthy, trouble-free life."

Xiaochi Chi's tone is quite plain: "I kept him until he died of old age last year. Now I think I'm lucky, otherwise I'd be half-dead, no one would feed him, and he'd go through the fridge and steal my ice cream."

When he said this, his mouth grumbled, but his gaze was extraordinarily soft.

Probably just woke up early in the morning, look still a little drowsy, hair is also a little messy, leaning crookedly on the soft pillow, childish very.

061 Looking at him like this, I just find it interesting and cute.

Only after Xiaochi Chi had been served by the servants and washed up, and had breakfast, did the familiar brightness of 061 come back into his eyes.

After the meal, Changqing Shen enjoyed some time in the living room watching TV.

Xiaochi Chi listened to a talk on TV by several experts about the persistence of racial discrimination in today's highly civilized society, but he was focused on the telephone.

If he wasn't mistaken, there was someone who would want to talk to him.

Sure enough, after Xiaochi Chi sat on the couch for nearly 20 minutes, the home phone rang.

The phone was answered by Izon.

If you want to compare, Changqing Shen enjoys a much more "generous" treatment than her predecessor Wenyi Su.

Because of the understanding, not to cause trouble, peace and quiet, do everything Kai Zhou ordered himself to do, Changqing Shen to be beaten a little less, that 45 good feeling value can also be more telling.

At first, Kai Zhou deliberately tested him by offering Changqing Shen the opportunity to ask for external help, but Changqing Shen voluntarily gave up.

Therefore, Changqing Shen has more freedom to take filtered calls and chat as "Kai Zhou's partner" as a window to show the good family atmosphere of the Zhou family.

Clearly, the current callers are the ones who have been carefully filtered and approved.

Izon handed the phone to Xiaochi Chi : "It's Mr. Sam."

Xiaochi Chi nodded and took it, "Hello."

Sam's tone sounded a bit tired: "Mr. Shen, it's me, Sam. Mr. Zhou suddenly collapsed while attending a meeting. Originally I wanted to inform you about this as early as possible, but after the accident, according to the Toronto time projection, you probably had rested, and Mr. Zhou's condition was not very serious, so he woke up soon. The condition is now stable. However, I am still not quite at ease, so I had the doctor do a full examination, and the ticket to return to China has been changed. Please don't worry too much."

"Ah ......" on the other side of the phone, Changqing Shen's voice trailed off, unable to say whether it was worry or some other emotion, "how is he now?" The tone is consistent with the anxiety of a qualified partner.

Sam said, "Mr. Chow is still sleeping."

Xiaochi Chi said, "It's hard work for you. When Mr. Zhou wakes up, he will definitely contact me."

Sam said "You're welcome" and said frankly: "Now the doctor is asking me about Mr. Zhou's medical history. Mr. Zhou is reluctant to mention that he is in good health, but I am afraid that he is avoiding the doctor ......"

Izon stood beside Xiaochi Chi, silently listening to Xiaochi Chi's conversation with Sam.

Holding the receiver, Xiaochi Chi pondered for a moment, as if after deep consideration, before speaking: "Mr. Zhou's health is all good. He just doesn't rest very well and occasionally forgets some things, such as where he left his car keys. But after all, he is not a young man in his twenties or thirties, so it is normal, isn't it?"