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Chapter 266: Picking the Flower from Gaoling 13

The "priest" was injured, and in order to show the tribe members how much they valued him, the higher-ups arranged for someone to stay with them in the center of the family.

Ji Jiuxu, who had always gone with the flow and let others manipulate him, refused.

"I can't get used to it."

He said so.

The higher-ups looked at him sinisterly, and Ji Jiuxu let him look at him expressionlessly.

After a long while, the senior executive withdrew his gaze and sneered, "In this case, I won't force you."

There was a hidden threat in his words, but Ji Jiuxu thought he was stupid and couldn't understand, so he turned around and left calmly.

I have been staying in the hospital these days and no one has watered them. The lilies that were once full of vigor have become wilted and the leaves are no longer green.

Ji Jiuxu took the tools and the cup of water, and methodically loosened the soil and watered the plant. When the soil became loose and moist, he wiped his fingers and gently touched the trunk.

Time seemed to have been accelerated. The leaves turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the lost vitality returned to the branches and leaves.

Behind him, the door made a slight "click" sound. Ji Jiuxu dropped his hands and turned his head to look over.

At the entrance, the woman put her hairpin back, raised her eyes to meet the man's gaze, and greeted him frankly and enthusiastically:

"Good evening. I heard you were injured. I came to visit you."

I haven't seen him for a few days. He has lost some weight, and the little bit of color on his face has now disappeared, but he looks in good spirits.

Seeing her nestling on his sofa with ease, she even took the initiative and patted the empty seat beside her, smiling and saying:

"Hurry up and sit down, aren't you injured?"

Ji Jiuxu came over as he said and sat down on the sofa opposite her.

Well, the flower of Gaoling is really difficult to deal with.

Jiang Xinlian sighed, patiently changed her seat, and walked in front of him.

This was the first time she looked down at him.

Ji Jiuxu lowered his eyes and did not move, still following her gaze and looking at her boldly.

As he lowered his sight, the woman's slender arm suddenly lifted up and disappeared from his field of vision. The next moment, he felt a soft touch on the top of her head.

It was like stroking a silent big dog, gently and carefully stroking from the top of the hair to the end, with the hard black hair interlaced between the white fingers.

Ji Jiuxu's eyelashes moved as he felt the soft little hand gradually sliding down. The slightly cold hand was like a naughty little snake. The soft fingertips touched his earlobe, the pointed fingertips stroked his cheek, and finally gently fell on his lips.

He didn't move, and she pressed on.

The fingers paused briefly and lightly touched his lower lip. The slender nails scratched his tightly closed thin lips, and the dizzying fragrance rushed into his mouth.

"hehe"

She laughed softly, and the next moment the fingers that were pressed on her lips slid down and grabbed the chain around his neck, tightening it suddenly without any restraint.

Ji Jiuxu was pulled forward by her force, and he leaned back slightly and raised his eyelids to look at her.

Jiang Xinlian bent down and carefully observed the cross pendant in her hand. She touched a deep scratch on it and confirmed that this was the key she had thrown in front of the church door.

She let go of her hand and her expression became conflicted.

Ji Jiuxu sat up straight, ignoring the pain from the friction and pulling on his neck, and calmly straightened his collar which had just been messed up.

Seeing her face wrinkled in confusion, he gave her a questioning look.

Jiang Xinlian thought for a moment and asked, "Do you like me?"

Ji Jiuxu showed no expression: "Not really."

"I'll just say it."

Jiang Xinlian agreed: "I think you just have a good impression of me, but not to the point of liking or loving me."

"So," she leaned closer to him and asked curiously, "Why are you doing this? You clearly can't get any benefits or advantages from it."

Even before this, he had rejected her advances time and again, but now he inexplicably helped her conceal the matter and cleaned it up for her.

"Is it weird?" Ji Jiuxu looked at her calmly, "You know I don't care about my own life or death. Is it weird for me to do this just because of a little affection?"

"..."

Isn't this strange?

Jiang Xinlian blinked, hesitated to speak, and resisted the urge to refute his idea.

Good for her, good for her, good for her…

She curled the corners of her mouth and sat down beside him. She didn't feel anything when she was standing, but now leaning against him like this, she looked even more petite.

"In that case, I should thank you."

She finally remembered that he was still injured, and pretended to be concerned, "You don't look very well, didn't you get enough rest? Does the wound still hurt?"

There is nothing wrong with the knife wound, but it is true that I didn’t get enough rest.

The injury of the "priest" to a certain extent broke the omnipotence of "God" and greatly reduced the plans of the top leaders. For this reason, the top leaders kept chattering in his ears for several days and arranged a remedial plan.

Ji Jiuxu explained briefly.

Oh, what a bonus.

Jiang Xinlian seemed to be thinking about something, holding her face and thinking, and soon she smiled.

She is not a gloomy person. Although she has no expression on her face most of the time due to her illness and seems a little cold and difficult to get along with, she is surprisingly lively when she smiles.

However, the lingering illness greatly weakened this vitality.

She smiled and said, "It's getting late now. I should go and you should rest. As a thank you, how about I tell you a bedtime story?"

"..."

Ji Jiuxu was silent for a moment, and seeing that she was ready to leave after being rejected, he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Now it was Jiang Xinlian's turn to be silent.

"I hope your story can be a little bit more novel," he even made a request, "Can I?"

"...Of course."

Jiang Xinlian stroked her hair, smiling: "Then I'll start."

"Once upon a time, there was a whale in the deep sea."

[But whales live in shallow waters, right? ]

The rigorous system 001 couldn't help but speak, Ji Jiuxu didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"It was strong, agile, and free, and it was the overlord of the ocean. One day when it was hunting, it jumped high from the sea. When it fell back into the sea, the world was turned upside down, and it saw a unique star."

It’s not particularly beautiful, nor is it particularly shining, but it is special in that it is the only one that can enter the eyes of whales.

The whale loves that star, so it jumps out of the sea again and again, leaving the ocean where it depends on for survival and approaching the sky where the stars belong.

But that moment of contact was too brief, and the whale wanted to get closer to the stars, so it left the ocean and went to where the stars were.

The stars will dim and fall one day. When they fall into the ocean, you can embrace them. But if you leave the ocean, you will die. The ocean said so.

"The whale said, said, well..."

The story was too bizarre. Jiang Xinlian covered her face and couldn't continue.

001 was amused by this: [Are whales and stars the same species? How could a whale fall in love with a star?! ]

And the ocean can talk? Even fairy tales have to have some logic, right?

Ji Jiuxu curled his lips slightly and commented: "It is indeed very novel."

It's so novel that even if someone wants to continue the story, they can't keep up with the idea. It's so novel...

It will never happen.