Chapter 174 If Line: Chi Heng Chapter 7

The emotions of young boys and girls are like a roller coaster, ups and downs are the law of youth.

Mingyue still makes different kinds of food with added ingredients for her "friends" every day.

No matter how strange it was, Chi Heng would eat it obediently even though he looked down on it.

Dozens of employees in the manor have seen how "favored" Mingyue has been in the past few months.

There were no such clichéd plot-like things as "pulling up and trampling on the low", "isolation", "vicious NPC frame-up" and other stupid things happening.

At most, there were a few people who couldn't stand the fact that Mingyue was earning a higher salary than them, doing the simplest jobs, and was rewarded with gifts by the young master from time to time.

She happened to hear it with her own ears when she was jealously talking about Mingyue behind her back.

She felt rather awkward.

Mingyue didn't take it to heart, and would never tell Chi Heng about it.

Occasionally, when she was lazy and didn't want to make snacks, but didn't want to be caught and scolded by the housekeeper, she would go to Chi Heng.

While the boy was speechless, he felt a complex emotion in his heart, such as being relied on, trusted, and flattered by his friends.

He didn't understand this feeling, but he was happy.

So Mingyue is really a free fish now.

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People feel sleepy in spring and tired in autumn, and the weather in March is the best for taking a nap.

Mingyue had fallen asleep on the sofa in the study twice.

When she woke up for the first time, she saw a head with shimmering, gentle, broken gold like sand.

Oh, it turned out that the boy was taking a nap beside her.

Mingyue did not wake him up. After admiring the boy's beauty, she chose to close her eyes and continue sleeping.

So she didn't see Chi Heng's fluttering eyelashes.

The second time was last week when Mingyue was dusting the ornaments in the study.

Chi Heng had just finished his law class. Seeing Mingyue, who had just finished cleaning, being naughty and saying she wanted to take a break, he raised his eyebrows.

"If you're any lazier, I won't call you a little mouse anymore, but a little pig instead."

Compared to the slender figure of the young boy, Mingyue in adolescence eats well and sleeps well, so her face is white, tender and soft, which makes her almond-shaped eyes look even rounder.

"I'm a pig, and my friends are pigs too, right?"

So the two of them started bickering childishly.

It was not until half an hour later that Mingyue curled up on the sofa again.

Chi Heng wordlessly took his own blanket, threw it over, and said unhappily:

"Next time, just move your quilt over here."

Mingyue was so sleepy that she muttered:

"I only have one quilt... Ah Heng, give me your blanket. It smells so good—"

The boy bit his lower lip after hearing this, and his ears felt hot.

He wanted to scold her, but he couldn't say it no matter what.

even--

I was even secretly happy in my heart.

There is also a vague excitement after being inexplicably satisfied at some point.

So from that day on, the blanket worth 80,000 federal dollars, which was stained with Chi Heng's scent, became Mingyue's.

Seeing Mingyue openly carrying the young master's blanket back to the dormitory, the housekeeper was so shocked that he finally admitted the rumor:

The young master likes the maid and they are in a premature love relationship.

William was so angry that it was like his own cabbage was eaten by rats!

But he couldn't do anything to the other party.

The young master only reveals his youthful nature in front of that orphan girl.

He became increasingly cold in front of them, and secretly contacted several of the master and mistress's former subordinates.

Even at such a young age, he's already becoming puzzling.

William became more and more respectful to Chi Heng, and he didn't dare to use a harsh tone when educating Ming Yue.

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Spring ends and summer arrives.

On this day at the end of May, Chi Heng exposed his shame in front of his friends for the first time.

When severe pain came, he would smash things to vent his anger and try to distract himself from the pain.

As for what the servants busy walking around the building would say about him behind his back?

No matter how you scold him for being difficult to serve or having a weird temper...Chi Heng doesn't care.

However, when the first cup broke with a bang, what came to his mind was the girl's smiling face.

The next thought that came to mind was:

I must look very ugly and scary now, like a twisted and ugly monster.

For the first time, the boy didn't destroy the room.

The corner of the table that he was holding tightly was broken off, with only a slight cracking sound.

A few minutes later, the phone rang with a message alert.

Chi Heng's phone rarely rings with notifications from social media apps.

There is only one person who sends him all kinds of boring messages every day.

Sure enough, it was sent by Mingyue:

"Master, I'm making you milk and red bean popsicles. Today's sugar and cream are normal amounts. Try to see if you can taste it..."

Chi Heng's mind was in turmoil.

Normally it only takes a few seconds to read this text, but now it took me three minutes.

The pain and burning sensation are the aftereffects of having the skin pierced by countless needles and injected with gene-altering drugs.

When he was less than 13 years old and had just lost his parents, he was tricked by his cousin and aunt into going to the research institute.

He was wary of them and didn't trust anyone.

But at that time, no matter how smart or mature he was, he could not compete with the cunning adults who had been immersed in the business world for many years.

They said they would take him to his mother's research institute so that he could get familiar with it as soon as possible so that he could take over his mother's unfinished work in the future.

Later, they directly revealed their purpose, saying that his mother had been researching drugs that change genes.

Until one day, those drugs were used on him.

The process of stripping away his spiritual power was so painful that he almost committed suicide.

The side effects of the medication made him mentally ill.

The surgery to reshape his bones and muscles left him worse off than before.

If his grandfather's men hadn't discovered him; if his father hadn't taught him how to build his own power since he was a child...

He might go crazy and hurt himself at first, and end his suffering with his own hands.

After being rescued from the research institute, Chi Heng, who had lost his mental power, did not seek revenge on anyone.

He really just went there to check on the progress of the project for his deceased mother.

He would never do anything stupid unless he could kill with one strike.

He is still too weak.

After I left the institute, the sequelae occurred once a week at first, and now occur once every few months.

This pattern is comparable to the process of drug rehabilitation, each time becoming more painful than the last until one is finally completely cured.

He needs to carry out this process on his own.

No matter how good the treatment is, it can only relieve pain and soothe the nerves.

Today, the effects of painkillers and sedatives are becoming less and less effective, and the ratio has been increased from 1ml to 10ml today.

Get through it, Chi Heng repeated madly in his mind.

Get through it again...

It's over soon...

The severe pain made Chi Heng's mind unclear, but he still held on, and replied to Mingyue with trembling hands:

"Okay, just freeze for now. I have a lot of things to do today, so don't come looking for me. Just have fun by yourself."

After the message was sent, Chi Heng felt like he had been fished out of water.

Her silk pajamas were soaked with sweat, and her golden hair hung down in a messy and damp manner, looking extremely disheveled.

When another wave of severe pain came, the boy felt his chest being torn open, and the smell of blood rose all the way to the top of his head.

In order to avoid going crazy, he used his utmost willpower to call the doctor:

"Come here, hurry up."

In just a few words, every note is stretched to the limit of endurance.

The call was ended and the phone was immediately thrown aside.

Chi Heng fell to his knees, his knees hitting the carpet heavily, making a dull sound.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't help but bang his head hard against the wall.

It hurts so much, I'm going to die...

In the blurred light and shadow, every second is stretched into slow motion.

It was clearly only two minutes, but Chi Heng felt like a much longer time had passed.

The pain was so severe that he couldn't stop crying.

His forehead was bruised and swollen, and his palms were stabbed by broken glass, leaving them all red, but he felt no pain.

He wanted to cry, wail, scream like a monster...

But it doesn't work.

Why not?

This is where he was born, it is his home, he can indulge himself as much as he wants, or be as shameful as he wants.

Why...why deep down he didn't want anyone to see him in this miserable state.

Who, the answer in my heart is about to come out.

"Chi Heng!"

There was no response to the knocks, so the door was gently pushed open.

Then, that all-too-familiar voice came from far away.

There was obvious panic in the voice, and Chi Heng finally realized that it was not an illusion.

His head felt as if it were pierced by hundreds of needles at the same time, and the pain was so severe that his skeletal muscles were shaking.

His only friend Mingyue came.

She seemed to be crying, otherwise why would her voice be trembling?

"Chi Heng, are you sick? Where's the doctor? Did you call the doctor? It only takes five minutes to run over from the next building..."

"Chi Heng, can you hear me?"

Mingyue had never seen Chi Heng in such a miserable state, with a face so distorted and hideous.

He was trembling all over, kneeling on the ground and banging his head against the wall. He was soaked in sweat, and his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead...

Like a dirty golden retriever abandoned on a rainy night.

The usually pretty and delicate boy slowly raised his head.

He looked at Mingyue with tearful eyes, as if confirming something.

Then, the boy stretched out his twitching arms and used the last bit of his strength to hug the person in front of him.

"It hurts so much, Ming."

When Mingyue heard this, tears instantly burst out.

She endured Chi Heng's strength that was about to strangle her and hugged him tightly.

"I'll stay with you...Heng, hold on a little longer..."