Chen Kong seemed to be aware of the movement over there and looked over there.
The lights in the house were off, only the light in the entrance hall was on, illuminating the entire room dimly and hazily. Only a scarlet cigarette butt flickered in the darkness. In the darkness and the smoke, his eyes were like stars in the sky, and there was a thrilling impact that almost made people feel a slight pain in their hearts.
As if afraid of being stabbed, Han Li involuntarily turned his eyes away.
Chen Kong stood up, walked to the bedside, raised his hand and touched Han Li's forehead - the fever was gone.
He pulled a chair over and sat beside the bed. He took out a box of medicine from his pocket and threw it on Han Li's knees. Then he pointed at a glass of water on the bedside table with the fingertips holding the cigarette and said concisely, "Drink."
Han Li lowered his eyes, reached out to open the packaging of the medicine box, broke out two capsules and poured them into his palm, then swallowed them with water.
Chen Kong lazily put his feet on the edge of the bed, smoking intermittently, with his eyes half closed, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
He suddenly asked, "Is anyone else giving you trouble?"
Han Li choked on the water he had just taken in his mouth and coughed twice. He wiped the water stains on his lips with the back of his hand. His mind raced like lightning and he thought of a way to respond almost instantly.
He did not answer, his dark eyes were a little evasive, he pursed his lips slightly, and rubbed the wall of the cup with his fingers nervously, then shook his head hesitantly.
His pale face still showed the weakness caused by the illness, and he looked both forbearing and pitiful.
Shen Kong glanced at him, stretched out his hand to put out the cigarette, and ordered lightly:
"If you encounter this kind of thing again, come find me."
Han Li's heart tightened slightly and he lowered his head, afraid that his eyes would reveal his true emotions.
The throbbing that he had deliberately suppressed and ignored during the crisis suddenly surged up.
It's coming with great force and is hard to resist.
It was as if the heart was soaked in some warm water, or as if the ribs were pierced by a sharp object. The sweet and suffocating pain spread throughout the chest.
He had no idea what this strange, frightening feeling was. From nowhere, he just instinctively wanted more.
Just like a moth attracted by the blazing light, a cold-blooded animal lured by the warm body temperature, a deeper and darker greed slowly and silently sprouted and grew in the bottom of his heart, whispering quietly in his ears with a cold hissing sound, over and over again, eagerly urging him to want more.
The Han family's education of their heir told him that whatever he wanted should be taken away, regardless of the cost and by any means necessary.
But a voice deep in his heart told him: Don't be impatient.
Take your time.
Han Li raised his eyes and looked at Chen Kong who was sitting at the end of the bed. There was a bit of compelling light in the depths of his dark eyes, but his face was still gentle and harmless: "So, we are friends now, right?"
Shen Kong shrugged nonchalantly: "Okay."
Han Li was not very satisfied with this answer. The greed lurking in the darkness of his heart was clamoring for more. He suppressed his inner thoughts calmly, raised his body slightly, and moved closer to Chen Kong. His voice was low and gentle, and his curved eyebrows did not show any aggression: "Then...can I come here to find you anytime in the future?"
Shen Kong put a little force on his feet, put all his weight on the back two legs of the chair, and swayed lazily in the air:
"what ever."
Just as he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something, the strength under his feet loosened, and the chair leg fell to the ground with a "thump".
Chen Kong turned his head and looked at Han Li who was sitting on the bed, and asked casually: "Self-defense skills, do you want to learn?"
He understands the principle that it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.
Chen Kong was originally planning to protect Han Li in secret and deal with the villains who bullied and insulted him in the plot, but the system's words earlier woke him up.
This book has automatic correction measures, but the time the corrector stays is very limited. If the deviated world trajectory is corrected after he leaves... then the loss will outweigh the gain.
As for what the system said about love and patience, Chen Kong simply didn't take it seriously.
His job is to help people solve problems, which is rooted in human malice, anger and greed - after all, if love and patience were useful, people like him would not exist in the world.
In Shen Kong's opinion, Han Li's problem was that he was too easy to be bullied.
This is a cruel world. People who are too kind will be doubly exploited and plundered.
Han Li's eyes lit up, he suppressed the corners of his mouth that he couldn't control and replied in a normal tone: "Okay, as long as you don't mind the trouble."
Chen Kong raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and propped up the chair under him again - now the system finally doesn't have to nag and complain about his passiveness every day. Look, now they are not only "friends", they even have time to spend together, and the transformation of their world views is just around the corner!
Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something and his expression instantly became a little ugly.
Shen Kong took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Han Li lying on the bed, and added:
"——But I didn't do this for nothing."
Han Li looked up at him when he heard the voice.
The young man who remained calm despite being surrounded by several people now looked solemn, frowning as if facing a great enemy, and said slowly and solemnly:
"You have to help me with my homework."
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After making a perfect deal with Han Li, Shen Kong was in a very good mood, and even having to get up early the next day did not ruin his good mood.
Before being kidnapped by this so-called three-view correction studio, Shen Kong had never imagined that he, a grown man in his thirties, would be reduced to the point where he would be forced to do high school student homework every day.
What made him even more frustrated was that... as a person whose all skills were focused on violence, he really didn't know how to do it.
However, in order to maintain Cheng Chen's image as an excellent student, he cannot not pay it back every time.
Shen Kong even thought about hiring a few people outside the school to help him with his homework.
And now, the appearance of Han Li perfectly solved his life problems, allowing him to regain his identity as an adult man who does not need to do homework.
But there is no sense of shame in blackmailing high school students - the system added.
Shen Kong hummed a tuneless song, slowly got up from bed, washed up, took a sandwich from the refrigerator and stuffed it into his schoolbag, then slowly walked out the door.
He entered the classroom just before the bell rang.
But to his surprise, the teacher who was supposed to be giving morning reading was not in the classroom. The classroom was in chaos. The noisy and chaotic laughter and fighting seemed particularly loud in the quiet corridor, so noisy that it almost broke the eardrums. All the students seemed to be excited by some news and kept chattering about something.
Shen Kong raised an eyebrow in surprise, pulled out the chair at his seat and sat down.
Just as he was slowly taking out the books from his bag, he suddenly caught a few words leaked out by his deskmate in the excited chat with others:
"Our class"... "Transfer student"...
Shen Kong paused slightly.
At this moment, the short, fat, Mediterranean-looking head teacher rushed in from outside the classroom with a serious face, slammed the desk hard, stirring up a layer of chalk dust: "Quiet! Quiet!"
The noise and playfulness of the entire class fell silent, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked straight at the teacher on the podium.
He just cleared his throat and said in a dragging voice:
"Well... a new student transferred from another school to our class this year. I hope everyone will get along well with him and welcome him with enthusiasm and kindness!"
After saying that, he turned his head and looked towards the classroom door, and the wrinkles on his face smiled like a flower:
"Everyone is welcome!"
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