Chi Hao pulled Jing Minghe to the bedside without a word, pushed the person onto the bed, and ordered, "Rest."
Jiang Zheng and Tong Zheng exchanged glances, their eyes holding unspoken understanding. They chose spots in the corners of the thatched hut to rest and catch up on sleep.
Ke Wuwen looked left and right. He wanted to go next to Jing Minghe but was afraid of Chi Hao. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "I'm not very tired. You guys rest. I'll go help Sister Youmi prepare food for everyone."
With that, he went to find Youmi.
Seeing Jing Minghe's eyes still open and unseeing, Chi Hao frowned and said sternly, "Close your eyes and rest."
Jing Minghe habitually leaned against Chi Hao, "I was thinking, what if my guess is wrong? What should we do next?"
"You won't be wrong."
Chi Hao's tone was incredibly firm. Jing Minghe couldn't help but laugh, "How can you be so sure? Did you write the program for this instance? And do you know what I want to do?"
"I didn't write the program," Chi Hao leaned in close to Jing Minghe, "but I naturally know your thoughts."
"Oh," Jing Minghe played along, "Big Brother Chi is truly amazing."
"Call me Ge."
"..." Jing Minghe sighed, "No, respected Mr. Chi, why are you so insistent on me calling you Ge? I call you Ge often. Handsome? Brother Chi? Brother Hao? Good brother, which one do you prefer?"
Chi Hao was silent for a moment, then replied, "Any is fine."
"Haha, alright," Jing Minghe closed his eyes, trying his best to stifle a laugh, tapping his chin with his finger, he said, "So you like it when people call you Ge."
Jing Minghe silently added a new hobby for Chi Hao in his mind: liking it when people call him Ge.
Well, that was much better than liking to hold someone's hand while walking.
As Jing Minghe was pondering how to use Chi Hao's little quirks to tease the usually cold Chi Hao, he suddenly felt Chi Hao's palm cover his eyes.
Immediately after, Chi Hao's deep, magnetic voice reached his ears, "Rest your eyes, stop thinking."
Chi Hao's palm was warm. Jing Minghe's stinging eyes felt some relief, so he let Chi Hao cover them. Su Dan Novel Network.
He responded obediently, "Yes, as you command. I will rest my eyes now and clear my mind. Brother Hao, you see, is this okay?"
"It's okay."
Jing Minghe rested his eyes, but his mind was not empty. However, he wasn't thinking about clues; he was thinking about Chi Hao.
For the two days he had been blind, Chi Hao had barely left his side, unless there was a special arrangement. Therefore, he thought that if he hadn't seen Chi Hao's face, which was outrageously handsome but always wore an expression that kept others at a distance, he would definitely have believed with absolute certainty that Chi Hao was a very gentle and considerate older brother.
What a pity, Jing Minghe lamented inwardly. Chi Hao's face was excessively handsome, but his demeanor was even more frigid. Otherwise, with such occasional gentleness and care, he would surely be very popular, instead of being avoided by everyone, even the lively and cute Ke Wuwen was afraid of him.
Little did Jing Minghe know, Chi Hao's palm rested gently on his eyes, while his own eyes coldly watched the big wolf that kept trying to approach Jing Minghe, not allowing it to cross any boundaries.
Youmi and Ke Wuwen quickly prepared the food. Everyone received a bowl of vegetable porridge and two flatbreads.
Ke Wuwen, holding a bowl of vegetable porridge and a flatbread, sidled up to Jing Minghe and said with a grin, "Idol, you can't see. Should I feed you the porridge?"
"I'll do it."
Chi Hao placed his own portion on the bedside table and reached for the bowl in Ke Wuwen's hand.
Ke Wuwen blinked, enduring the chilling aura, and chuckled, "Brother Chi, you haven't eaten yet. Let me serve the idol. I already ate in the kitchen."
Chi Hao didn't reply, but his hand didn't retract. He simply stared at Ke Wuwen.
However, Ke Wuwen didn't want to miss the opportunity to serve his idol. Otherwise, wouldn't his earlier frantic gobbling in the kitchen have been in vain?
The other three people, Jiang Zheng, only glanced faintly, then silently averted his gaze, pretending not to see anything. Tong Zheng, after sleeping for twenty minutes, woke up somewhat groggy and was only focused on eating to fill his stomach. As for Youmi, she had seen Chi Hao's special care for Jing Minghe before. Since it wouldn't be her turn to intervene no matter what, she didn't even look in that direction.
Chi Hao and Ke Wuwen remained locked in a standoff for about two minutes. The outcome was as expected; Ke Wuwen couldn't withstand the pressure and ultimately surrendered without suspense.
As Ke Wuwen reluctantly and tremblingly extended the bowl of vegetable porridge towards Chi Hao, Jing Minghe suddenly spoke up, "I'm blind, not crippled. I can eat myself. Wuwen, give me the bowl. Brother Hao, you eat quickly. I'll need you to accompany me later."
Hearing Jing Minghe's words, Ke Wuwen quickly took the bowl back, "Exactly. Brother Chi still has to accompany the idol later. Let me accompany him now. I ate in the kitchen earlier."
Jing Minghe fumbled and placed Chi Hao's still-extended hand down. He leaned into Chi Hao's ear and whispered, "Good brother, I've received your concern. Fill your stomach first. Otherwise, where will you get the strength to fight later, right? We've seen the combat power of the Eight Great Ghosts."
"I can beat them."
"Okay, I know you can beat them," Jing Minghe rubbed against Chi Hao's side, smiling, "I just don't want you to be too tired. Is that okay?"
Chi Hao's body stiffened as Jing Minghe nudged him. Hearing Jing Minghe's concern, Chi Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and finally nodded, "Fine. Let Ke Wuwen feed you."
Ke Wuwen thought he had misheard and looked at Chi Hao with wide, astonished eyes, only to see Chi Hao's warning gaze, as if telling him: Feed him obediently! Behave! Don't play any tricks!
Ke Wuwen felt like crying. He just wanted to be closer to his idol, whom he admired so much. Preferably, before he died in the instance, he wanted to successfully upgrade his relationship to being close confidantes. This was a wish he wanted to fulfill.
But why was it so difficult?
What was the relationship between this Mr. Chi and his idol? Why was he like a monster guarding a princess?
It was so terrifying.
Under Chi Hao's gaze, Ke Wuwen, trembling with fear and apprehension, cautiously and obediently fed Jing Minghe the bowl of vegetable porridge, and finally placed the two flatbreads into Jing Minghe's hands.
From beginning to end, apart from "Come, idol, open your mouth," he didn't even get a chance to utter a single superfluous word.
Ke Wuwen wailed inwardly: This is completely different from what I imagined!
After everyone had eaten, Jiang Zheng said, "It should be about time now. Minghe, what do you plan to do?"