The man's reaction was somewhat slow, but he didn't deny it, nor did he look puzzled like most people. Instead, he turned and tried to open the door and leave. If you ignored his already intimidating aura and appearance, his behavior was more like that of a child caught doing something wrong.
Ji Xinghe narrowed his eyes. He originally just felt that the man in front of him was very familiar. Even when he tried to call out just now, he didn't even have time to think about why he linked the system with this person.
But now, this reaction...
Ji Xinghe reacted quickly. He took a few steps forward and rushed in front of the man, stopping him from leaving. Then he stood in front of the door with his arms outstretched and called out again in a firm tone, "Tong'er."
"Are you my son?" Ji Xinghe felt a little uneasy, but he couldn't be uneasy. Whoever felt uneasy at this moment would lose.
Facing Ji Xinghe's fixed gaze on him, the man suddenly didn't know what to say. He glanced away, unwilling to meet Ji Xinghe's eyes.
Could this be any more obvious?
Ji Xinghe pressed on, acting very forceful. "If you don't want to talk, I won't force you. If it's yes, just blink once. If it's no, just blink twice."
The man was stunned for a moment, then blinked three times.
Is this a call for non-violent non-cooperation? Ji Xinghe muttered inwardly. It seemed that using force wouldn't work. If the man was truly his boss, he could only be so hard-nosed. He wouldn't be willing to be more aggressive.
Since the hard approach doesn't work, we can only try the soft approach.
"Do you know how worried I am about you? I thought you were punished for opening the door for me last time." Ji Xinghe burst into tears, and tears welled up in his big eyes. He looked sad and aggrieved. "I called you so many times just now, but you didn't respond. I was scared to death. You are the only one I have in this world, and yet you treat me like this..."
As he spoke, Ji Xinghe couldn't help coughing, and he cried while coughing, looking as pitiful as a little poor child.
The man had never seen such a scene before. After being humiliated by Ji Xinghe's excellent singing, reciting and fighting skills, and then overwhelmed by his tears, he didn't know what to do.
The man felt that Ji Xinghe's tears did not fall on his cheeks, but dripped into his mouth, bitter and astringent.
"You, don't cry." The man approached Ji Xinghe clumsily, and then took the boy, who was half a head shorter than him, into his arms. After hearing the boy still coughing, he quickly put his hand on Ji Xinghe's back to pat him and soothe his breath. "Don't be afraid, I'm fine. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Being coaxed by the man like a child, Ji Xinghe's tears, which had been dripping, slowly stopped, and he stopped coughing. He pressed his face against the man's shoulder, sobbing and catching his breath, but still asked very firmly, "You, hiccup, you admit it?"
The man was silent again. Ji Xinghe curled his lips and wanted to cry again.
As if afraid of the host's coughing and wheezing as soon as she started crying, as if she couldn't catch her breath, the man could only nod and continue to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine. You can't hear me calling me in your heart now."
"Then, why didn't you admit it before?" Ji Xinghe felt that he was a little weak now that he sobbed every time he spoke, but it seemed that the system seemed to be quite fond of him, so he didn't resist at all.
The man was silent for a while. Just when Ji Xinghe thought he would not answer the question again, he finally said, "This is not what a qualified system should do. I am not a qualified system. I am broken." He looked down at his heart. "There is a problem here. I have been trying to fix it, but I have never succeeded."
As early as the moment he first intervened in the host's affairs, he was no longer a qualified system. In this world, the last thing he wanted his host to know was that his system was not perfect and had flaws.
The man's expression was normal, but when Ji Xinghe met his deep eyes, he felt as if he was about to cry. Even the hands that had been placed on his back gradually fell to his sides, and he looked empty and lost.
The host knew, finally the host knew. He couldn't understand, if he couldn't survive as a qualified system and be needed by the host, what was the meaning of his existence?
Ji Xinghe followed his gaze and saw where the heart was. He carefully tilted his head and put his ear close to it, listening to the thump, thump, thump of the heartbeat, feeling both distressed and amused.
What a fool he is! He actually treated the fact that he had developed feelings as a virus and wanted to kill it. It would be a wonder if he could kill it.
Ji Xinghe's mind suddenly resonated with the gentleness and patience he had shown towards the children in the orphanage. He listened for a long while before removing his ears. He looked the man in the eye with conviction and said, "I've heard it. You are completely normal and perfect. There's nothing wrong with you at all."
The man wanted to explain that he was talking about the data, not this body.
But Ji Xinghe didn't give him time to explain. He took his hand and led him to sit on the sofa, and then started testing him like a truly reliable antivirus expert.
"First I need to ask some questions so we can make a judgment."
The system nodded in agreement. He felt that since the host had already discovered it, then the host had the right to carefully understand his own shortcomings.
"Well, first question. Do you laugh every time I tell you a joke?" Afraid that the system didn't understand, Ji Xinghe deliberately raised the corners of his mouth with his two index fingers and demonstrated a standard smile to the system.
The system shook its head, then nodded. "Not all of them laugh. I did laugh twice."
What? I told you so many jokes, and you only laughed twice? Are all my jokes bad?
Ji Xinghe doubted himself for a moment, then continued, "Okay, I understand. So, the second question, let's use an example. When Ji Xin and Lin Jingze scolded me before, were you a little angry?"
The system recalled the two examples Ji Xinghe gave, "My wake-up function is leaking power." If it leaks power, does that mean it's angry?
Ji Xinghe raised his eyebrows and said, "This is not just a little bit of anger, this is really rage. Look, I'm even leaking electricity."
"One last question. Are the moments I just asked you about the times when you felt something was wrong with you?"
The man nodded.
At this point, Ji Xinghe felt that there was no need to ask any further questions and he could make a diagnosis.
"There's nothing wrong with you, you just have feelings."
"You have no flaws, and you are not an unqualified system. I don't know how you determine whether a system is qualified, but to me, you are the best."
"You are happy because you feel happy, and you are angry because you feel angry. You showed up twice to save me when I was in the most critical moment because you didn't want me to be in danger. You know everything about me, and you know I need you, so you came."
Ji Xinghe took the man's hand and placed it on his cheek. "You are separated from your original world by countless light years and time. You told me that it was a miracle of time, an unrepeatable miracle. You can't go back to your world, and I can't go back to mine, but we are in the same world now, which is also a miracle.
I am your only host, and you are my only system. At this moment and in this place, no one has more authority and qualifications than me to judge whether you are a qualified system. Do you think I am right?
"You're right." Feeling the soft touch of his palm against the boy's cheek, the man suddenly had the courage to look Ji Xinghe in the eye.
The two looked at each other, and their eyes were full of each other.
"Then I'm telling you now, I need you. You are the most important thing to me in this world. You are a qualified system, and I am the unqualified host."
Without weapons to protect himself, yet possessing a face that evokes the deepest desires in people, he can only muster the courage to walk amidst the possessive gazes of the crowd, and then try to fish in troubled waters. Risking himself again and again.
The first time I filmed a video in Merlin was when I was young, the last live broadcast was when I was young, and the movie was also when I was young. Every time is an adventure for Ji Xinghe, and there will be more in the future.
Ji Xinghe has a strong desire to survive.
However, as he moved forward, Ji Xinghe only realized now that the reason he was able to remain safe and sound until now was not because of his good luck or how quick his brain worked, but because there was someone behind him who was silently protecting him.
Even when this 'person' was taking action, he had to protect him while being at a loss and doubting and denying himself.
Ji Xinghe didn't know what he was feeling right now. He felt guilty, but he couldn't help but feel happy.
Especially happy.
The people in this world will never understand the real Ji Xinghe, but the system is different. What it sees is always the real him. The system even saw him at his ugliest when he was sitting in a wheelchair and unable to move.
"You're not," the man retorted.
Ji Xinghe smiled and said, "Okay, then we will be each other's most qualified system and host from now on. How do you think?"
After Ji Xinghe said this, the man nodded in satisfaction.
"A-choo!" After resolving the problem in his mind, Ji Xinghe felt dizzy as soon as he relaxed. He reached out to touch his forehead and it seemed to be a little hotter than before.
The clothes were still wet and stuck to the body and he hadn't changed them. The hug just now also wet the system's clothes.
The man looked at the host disapprovingly. The system, no longer feeling guilty after being comforted by the host for a long time, stood up, half-knelt down, and lifted up the boy who was shorter than him by the waist.
The host is really worrying. I just asked him to change his clothes, but he is still wearing wet clothes. Also, he said he would take the host to the hospital, but he is unwilling to go.
Could it be that the host has reached his rebellious stage?
The man who decided to personally supervise the host changing clothes picked up the clean clothes that Ji Xinghe had just placed on the table, and then carried Ji Xinghe into the bedroom.
"Hey, hey, hey, Tong'er, what are you doing?"
"Hey, don't take off my clothes, I can do it myself, I can do it myself."
"Stop pulling! Stop pulling! My pants are falling down!"
The author has something to say: Little Star: This isn't some kid's rule, this is the rule of a domineering CEO, right? And the kind that will strip people's clothes if they disagree. I'm having a hard time.
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