When Zhao Zhen asked again, Ji Xinghe just shook his head and said he didn't know. He had already said everything he needed to say, and he couldn't make up any more stories.
Sometimes, outright lies are easily exposed. On the other hand, a story that's three-tenths true and seven-tenths false, a mixture of truth and falsehood, can make it difficult to tell which is true and which is false. His past, which has no trace of anything, has become the greatest proof of this story.
Zhao Zhen looked at Ji Xinghe, who was watching TV intently, with complicated eyes. The boy's eyes above the mask were sparkling, full of concentration and curiosity. Such eyes were not easy to fake, even if it was fake.
Ji Xinghe was genuinely curious. Since Zhao Zhen had turned on the TV for him, he might as well watch it.
He knew too little about this world. Although the system told him the general direction was similar, there were still many details that were inconsistent with his memories of the past twenty years.
For example: He had never heard of a star named Cheng Zhe before, but he seemed to be quite popular.
Before he became ill, Ji Xinghe was a bright and energetic young man with dreams. He had been a trainee at an entertainment company since the age of fourteen, but was pronounced dead by a doctor the year he was about to debut.
Some of his friends who were trainees at the same time as him couldn't hold on and chose to live an ordinary life, working from 9 to 5. Some seized the opportunity and soared to the sky.
Perhaps because of this experience, he is also very interested in the entertainment industry.
Ji Xinghe was currently watching a live broadcast of an entertainment awards ceremony. Following the host's introductions, handsome men and beautiful women walked onto the red carpet. The enthusiastic cheers of fans could be faintly heard in the live studio.
Unfortunately, he didn't know any of them.
It was not until this moment that Ji Xinghe felt that he had truly been reborn and had truly come to a new world.
Noticing the intense gaze of the person next to him, Ji Xinghe shifted his attention from the TV to Zhao Zhen. He gave Zhao Zhen a shy smile, which was unfortunately hidden by his mask. Then he said, "Sorry, I was so engrossed in it. I rarely read these things before, only books."
Zhao Zhen nodded in understanding and didn't ask any more questions. He had already believed what Ji Xinghe said.
The reason he believed this was simple.
In this information age, where any short video can become a viral sensation, the boy before me is so outstanding. Unless he was deliberately hidden, how could he be so beautiful that he could be hidden? It's impossible that the boy really fell from the sky, right?
After confirming Ji Xinghe's past experience and that he really had nothing to prove his identity, Zhao Zhen suddenly had some other thoughts in his mind.
Such thoughts were like dark and wildly growing vines, growing wildly in his heart.
The young man asked him innocently, "Brother Zhao, what do you think I should do? I don't want to be found again, but I have no money and no ID. I'm too old to go to an orphanage. Do you think I can call the police? Will they help me?"
He looked so innocent, perhaps because Zhao Zhen was the first person he saw after waking up in a strange place, so he seemed to trust the man in front of him very much.
When Zhao Zhen heard him say he wanted to call the police, he drummed his fingers on the sofa beside him. Then he smiled at Ji Xinghe as usual, picked up his phone and gestured, and said, "Xinghe, please sit here for a while. I'll call someone I know to ask you how to deal with this situation, and then ask someone to notify the police.
You're in such a state that you probably don't even know where the police station door opens. I'll take you there later."
The young man's expression lit up with joy, his eyes curved, like a clear spring with scattered starlight falling into it, dazzling the people in front of him.
"Thank you, Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao, you are such a good person."
Zhao Zhen turned and left with his phone in hand, his expression dark and gloomy as he turned his back to the boy. Ji Xinghe's words about calling the police had clearly irritated him, who was already struggling with his inner conflict.
This is the only canary in the world. Others can have it, and of course I can too.
If you don't take what God gives you, you'll suffer the consequences. If anyone is to blame, it's the carelessness of this little fellow's previous owner, who failed to keep an eye on him. This innocent little canary accidentally escaped from its cage.
The little canary's happy chirping attracted another hunter. It was unsuspecting and wanted to ask a hunter for help as a canary.
The hunter smiled and agreed, then went to prepare a bigger and more beautiful cage for the little canary. He believed that the little canary would live better there than before.
This cannot be blamed on the hunter's inconsistency. It can only be blamed on the little canary's chirping being too sweet and its smooth feathers being too beautiful, which aroused the hunter's greed.
Zhao Zhen's expression changed suddenly after he turned around, and Ji Xinghe, who was sitting behind him, was no less shocked.
He picked up the fruit knife that he had just hidden in the crack of the sofa and watched Zhao Zhen's departing back with a frown.
Mingming had just felt like a normal person to him. Although he was stunned by his face, he hadn't done anything extreme to him. Otherwise, Ji Xinghe wouldn't have chosen to ask him for help.
But how come Zhao Zhen's expression changed so suddenly?
When Ji Xinghe caught a glimpse of Zhao Zhen's expression from the reflective paint surface of the wardrobe, he almost thought he was being targeted by a predator.
Wow, I didn’t expect this person to have two faces.
So what should I do next? Ji Xinghe felt very bad at the moment. He was sure that he was not mistaken. He always felt that if he stayed here any longer, something bad would happen.
"System, can you help me listen to what Zhao Zhen said on the phone?"
[Eavesdropping is an invasion of privacy. The system cannot help the host. Please make your own efforts.]
After getting the expected answer, Ji Xinghe sat on the sofa and thought for two seconds, then decided to leave immediately.
Now that the decision had been made, Ji Xinghe quickly took action.
He first tiptoed to the peephole in front of the door and began to observe the movements outside.
Perhaps because he was afraid that Ji Xinghe would hear what he was saying on the phone, Zhao Zhen walked a little far away and was not at the door.
A few seconds later, the hotel's surveillance camera showed a man tiptoeing to open the door of the room, looking around cautiously. After making sure that there was no one in the corridor, he sprinted towards the elevator without even closing the door.
After getting on the elevator and going downstairs, Ji Xinghe rolled his eyes and stopped walking as he watched the security guards pacing back and forth at the hotel entrance. He straightened his somewhat disheveled bathrobe and removed his hat, leaving only a mask on. Then, he straightened his back, coughed confidently, and walked towards the hotel front desk.
The lady at the front desk was attracted by the coughing sound. Then she looked at the mask on Ji Xinghe's face and the bathrobe provided by the hotel, and quickly smiled and walked over to him.
"Sir, you seem to be feeling unwell. Do you need us to buy some medicine for you or send a special car to take you to the hospital?" As a high-end five-star hotel in Shanghai, many of the guests staying here every day are either wealthy or noble. In addition to security, the hotel also provides very considerate services.
"Ahem, excuse me, I feel like I have a fever and need to go to the hospital."
Upon hearing this, the receptionist immediately said, "Please wait a moment, we will arrange a car to take you to the hospital." After that, he spoke a few words into the walkie-talkie on his waist. In less than two minutes, a car had already stopped at the hotel door.
When Ji Xinghe closed the car door after being asked about his well-being by the hotel staff, a man in a hurry passed by him.
"Did you bring what I wanted?"
"I brought it. You're pushing me so hard, I'm exhausted. Why did you ask for a special sleeping pill? Are you suffering from insomnia? Let me tell you, this sleeping pill is extremely strong and isn't available on the market. Just take half a pill at a time. If you take too much and sleep for two or three days, don't blame me for not warning you."
Zhao Zhen looked at the pills in the small transparent bag in his hand and asked, "Is it safe to take too much?"
The person who brought him the medicine rolled his eyes and said, "He's in such a deep sleep that he can't be woken up. Does it count if he doesn't eat for two or three days and needs glucose injections?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhen nodded in satisfaction.
***
On Ji Xinghe's side, Zhao Zhen hadn't noticed he was missing yet. When he saw a police station on the way to the hospital, he quickly asked the driver to stop.
"Pull over somewhere quickly. I'm dizzy and want to vomit."
Upon hearing this, the driver hurried to find a place to park.
The driver parked in a really good place, right next to the police station entrance.
After Ji Xinghe got off the car, he felt more energetic, stopped coughing, straightened his back, and could walk dozens of meters in one breath.
As he walked, he shouted at the top of his lungs towards the police station: "Uncle police! Uncle police! I want to call the police!"
The driver behind him was staring at him in a daze.
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