Chapter 47 I Forgot What

Qin Yinghuai immediately explained, "I'm trying to maintain my health."

At the same time, he sighed inwardly: girlfriends and subordinates are indeed different. Shi An seemed to have two small accounts, switching his brain circuits, personality and speech methods according to the occasion and identity.

He hurriedly updated the data for himself to avoid making the same mistake next time and making people so angry that they couldn't be appeased.

Ji Shian slammed on the brakes, his eyes darting around him in horror as he spoke with a confident tone, as if to exorcise evil spirits: "Don't worry, my boss, who drinks milk tea when he's in a good mood and drinks it when he's in a bad mood, your most loyal subordinate will rescue you right away."

Qin Yinghuai held her head and sealed her away first, defending himself: "The feeling of stealing is not that strong."

Ji Shi'an dragged him forward, asking why, but Qin Yinghuai refused to answer. She gasped and called Zhiqi. Her eyes swept over his youthful outfit, and a sudden inspiration struck her.

Ji Shian: Oh!

She considerately looked away and ran to the nearest stall. A crowd of people gathered outside, the atmosphere lively and bustling.

Qin Yinghuai was half a step slow and didn't expect that the person had already let go. He was panicked for a moment, adjusted his position, and used his height advantage to catch his glutinous rice dumpling in the bustling crowd.

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"Excuse me, have you seen it?"

"Sir, please wait a moment. Could you please take a look to see if you recognize me?"

"It's okay, it's okay. How about you take a look at this?"

"Ah, I have no impression of that."

"Here's the list. If you see someone who looks similar, could you please give me a call?"

"Please!"

The foreign man with blond hair and light eyes spoke fluent Chinese. He lowered his eyes in disappointment for a moment, but quickly composed himself and continued to stop a passerby.

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and did not stand out among the shouting and laughter, but his superior appearance and the dignity in his every move were enough to make people stop and take notice.

The phone in his pocket vibrated. He took back the list he was about to hand over, separated the different papers with his fingers, held them in one hand, and took out his phone with the other.

"Mr. Ross, there's news. The human trafficker was last seen..."

The rest of his words were drowned out by the bustle of the surroundings. The blond man narrowed his eyes, turned, and began walking in a less crowded direction. Going against the flow of people was incredibly difficult, and just as he was about to break away from the crowd, he accidentally stepped on a raised stone slab, causing his body to sway and his shoulder to bump into the person in front of him.

"Sorry, sorry to bump into you."

Qin Yinghuai had been intently watching Ji Shian swimming through the crowd when he was suddenly bumped on the shoulder. He dodged sideways. He averted his gaze for a moment. "It's okay," he said, his eyes glancing at the photo in the blond man's hand, and he paused.

The person in the photo looks at least 80% similar to Ji Shian, but upon closer inspection there are noticeable differences.

The young woman had black hair, light eyes, and a slightly raised lip, a smile almost identical to Ji Shian's signature smile. However, the former's features were more three-dimensional, blending with a unique Western charm, while Ji Shian's appearance was pure Chinese.

Qin Yinghuai was about to call out, but suddenly stopped. His pupils were blank in an instant, his mind was hazy as if covered by a veil, and he stood stiffly in place.

He only recovered his composure when a strong wind suddenly blew towards him. His hat flew less than a meter before it was grabbed by a white hand.

Qin Yinghuai quickly took two steps forward and stood in the wind to help her block the wind.

Feeling the impact in front of her weakening, Ji Shian breathed a sigh of relief: her squid was saved.

The hair tie had been squeezed off at some point, and the wind had blown the loose hair into a puffy, lion-like mass. Qin Yinghuai clumsily tried to help him tidy it up, but Ji Shian, too lazy to bother, simply requisitioned Qin Yinghuai's hat and put it on his head.

She turned around and pointed behind her head with her hands behind her back: "Brother Huai, please turn it down for me."

Qin Yinghuai helped her adjust the size and stuffed a clean tissue into her hand, "Be careful not to drop it on your clothes."

Ji Shian keenly sensed something was wrong with him and asked in surprise, "What happened? Did Brother Yan ask you to go back and work overtime?"

A hint of doubt appeared on Qin Yinghuai's face, and he shook his head gently: "I forgot what I forgot just now." But there was always a secret panic and inexplicable regret in his heart.

It seems like I missed something very important.

Ji Shian patted him understandingly: "That's quite uncomfortable."

She swallowed the squid in her mouth and suggested, "Why don't you just stop thinking about it? You might remember it later."

The system watched the whole thing, now crouching in a corner where no one could see it, holding a handkerchief in its mouth, struggling. It didn't know whether it should pretend nothing had happened.

The world power was playing dirty here, but it actually confirmed its suspicions. It felt like a child being pressed in front of all the relatives to decide whether its father or mother was better. It felt awkward, bewildered, and a bit inexplicably angry.

He pinched a toothpick and stuffed a mouthful of sizzling tofu into the pan. With a determined heart, he clicked "use" on the energy bank's panel. Then he opened a blank document and began writing an explanation for the unexpected work situation. He briefly blamed the recently updated data system for a bug, flaws in the factory settings, and the newly enacted yet immature regulations of the Book Administration Bureau.

After following the host for so long, it has also learned some skills of deceiving superiors and bullying subordinates and shifting the blame.

I just don't know if it's right to make the decision on my own...

The system anxiously chewed on its own data, nervously and expectantly watching for subsequent changes.

However, when Ji Shian yawned sleepily and pulled Qin Yinghuai back to the hotel, the system still did not see the mysterious blond uncle.

It used up half the energy of its energy bank, and even put in some of its own private money, but there was no effect at all.

The system, already feeling guilty for violating the rules, could no longer suppress its fear and cried out "Wang," scaring away Ji Shian's sleepiness.

Ji Shian opened her eyes wide: "What's going on?" She lifted the packaging bag in her hand, "I packed some snacks for you."

In a crowded place with many eyes, if someone accidentally saw the food in her hand disappear out of thin air... Ji Shian didn't dare to even think about that scene.

After the excitement, only a slight fatigue remained. She took a deep breath and soothed him, "The car door will be blocked for a while. We'll leave after you finish eating."

The system cried even louder.

The fear in her heart faded away with Ji Shian's gentle comfort, and what followed was the heartache and helplessness of watching her being manipulated like a puppet without knowing it.

[Woo, host! Woo…]

Ji Shian blinked blankly, his eyes looking for help at Qin Yinghuai. Then he watched in horror as Qin Yinghuai pressed his hand against his solar plexus, his brow furrowed as if he was enduring pain.

Ji Shian reached out his hand in panic to look, but Qin Yinghuai forced himself to hold onto it, half leaning against the car door. A sharp and piercing noise raged in his head, and his eyes went dark, blurring Ji Shian's outline.

His voice was hoarse and dry: "It's okay..."

It's okay.

Ji Shian was afraid that the spicy snack would irritate Qin Yinghuai, so he put it on a bench on the side of the street. Then he quickly put his arm around Qin Yinghuai's waist and shoved him into the car. He frantically called the system in his mind: "Are you crying because you know he's in trouble?"

The system was so frightened that it went blank. It casually snapped the few drops of data back into its body and leaned forward to check on Qin Yinghuai's condition.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable after eating?" It shouldn't be a headache.

Ji Shian was so anxious that her hands were shaking and she entered the password incorrectly one after another. She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and dialed "120".

The system examined the other person for a long time but couldn't detect any physical problems. The only variable at the moment was the energy it had used up. Its eyes were empty, and it mumbled, "No way, that shouldn't be the case." Qin Yinghuai wouldn't be turned into a fool by the energy shock, right?

Qin Yinghuai hung up the phone as soon as it was dialed.

Ji Shian's breathing tightened slightly: "Brother Huai?"

"It's okay." The noise in his head gradually subsided, and the tinnitus symptoms eased. Qin Yinghuai closed his eyes: "Shi'an, there's no need to go to the hospital."

Qin Yinghuai was clearly not one to shy away from seeing a doctor; he even took his annual checkups very seriously. Ji Shian gritted his teeth, wishing he could swing the system like a windmill.

Qin Yinghuai took two breaths, then stood up and hugged the man in his arms. There was a sense of relief in his voice that Ji Shian couldn't understand: "There is... a very good thing, a very good thing."

Ji Shian buried her head in his neck, trying to ignore his somewhat disorganized speech. She felt a little annoyed, her teeth itching as she spoke word by word, "What's going on?"

"Um... sorry to bother you." A male voice suddenly interrupted, "Excuse me, have you seen a pocket watch with a yellow bear pendant attached to it?"

As if feeling that the description was not accurate enough, he added: "Probably slightly larger than a bottle cap."

Qin Yinghuai loosened his arms, and Ji Shian pulled his head out to look. The other person's golden head looked like soft buttered bread under the light.

After dispelling the hallucinations in his mind and experiencing a flurry of emotions, Ji Shian now felt as if he had been drugged. His voice was exceptionally calm, and his whole body carried a faint sense of death: "Sorry, no."

Then I saw that the other person looked dazed and stupid.

Ji Shian was speechless. There were a lot of people hugging and chewing on babies on the streets abroad, but how come this gentleman, who looked to be about 40 years old, looked so ignorant?

Qin Yinghuai and the system were busy one after another. Ji Shian was in no mood to pay attention to others. He took the car keys from Qin Yinghuai's pocket and was about to go around the front of the car to go to the hospital.

As for Qin Yinghuai's resistance?

It's so funny. Someone who can't even stand steadily is not worthy of speaking on the microphone.

In my head, I heard the system exclaim in surprise, its tone completely different from the wailing: [It’s him, it’s him, it’s him!]

A familiar tune played automatically in his ears. Ji Shian despised himself for a second. A hint of impatience flashed across his brows. His eyes cooled down and fell on the strange foreigner who was blocking the way of the car.

He looks okay, so why can't he understand what people say?

Considering that the other person's culture might favor direct expression, she abandoned the euphemisms and said, "My boyfriend isn't feeling well and needs to go to the hospital. Could you please make way?"

Qin Yinghuai: "Um, Shi An——"

Ji Shian glanced over, and Qin Yinghuai immediately shut up. If he was right, there was no need to rush this matter.

So he obediently squeezed himself into the passenger seat, put some more strength into closing the door, and looked vaguely at the man in front of him who looked exactly like Ji Shian.

Ross came back to his senses at the sound of a door slamming shut. He excitedly took two steps forward, then suddenly realized what Ji Shian had just said. He slapped his head and said, "You stay with your boyfriend. I'll drive you there."

The moment he finished speaking, Ji Shian felt sincerely that he was out of tune with this world.