Car accidents, records, boards.

In spite of all the people's persuasion, Shen Zhangqing carried the paralyzed Zhou Kai to the car with tears in his eyes.

Anyone with eyes can see Shen Zhangqing's extreme fear of Zhou Kai, but this is someone else's family matter, Shen Zhangqing will not let them interfere, they are also unable to help.

Sam asked the other guests to wait in the ballroom and followed Shen Zhangqing downstairs.

He had his staff park Zhou Kai's car at the back door, out of earshot of reporters.

When the car came to a steady stop, he helped Shen Zhangqing help Zhou Kai into the passenger side, put on his seatbelt for him, and spoke out to persuade: "Mr. Shen, I see that Mr. Zhou's mental state is not very good. I'd better contact the hospital first ......"

Zhou Kai has no strength in his limbs and can only use his eye knife to cut out Sam.

Shen Zhangqing, with tears streaming down his face, got into the driver's seat and started the car: "Mr. Sam, thank you."

...... That's a euphemism.

But, after the events of the past few days, Sam knew that Shen Zhangqing was not a man without boundaries.

So he gave up persuasion, but also told the truth: "When I first came down, I heard someone call the police. A police officer may come to the Zhou residence for questioning in a while. You shouldn't be nervous."

Shen Zhangqing said, "What can be investigated, everything has to be dealt with by Isong."

In the low roar of the engine, Shen Zhangqing gently wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, threw his eyes out of the window, and stared at Sam with tears in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth lifted up a hint of a cold smile.

Sam froze, then exploded into a cold sweat.

The car was gone, and Sam stood in the same spot, his mind a little confused.

He thought carefully about everything that had happened this night, and realized that everything was intertwined, as if someone was holding the rhythm, guiding Zhou Kai's emotions step by step, and luring him into the bottomless pit.

But the guy who's carrying the beat isn't Sam, the organizer of the party.

The bureau that he had used to vent his anger was easily used by that man and turned into his bureau, and even his own jealousy and vengeance was nothing more than a pawn to be conveniently utilized.

Even until now, he did not have sufficient evidence to prove that this Mr. Shen, who was detained in a small part of the world, seriously injured, and unable to go out at all, was the initiator behind the scenes.

Now Sam's only doubt is, if this Mr. Shen is really as horrible as he thinks he is, then why would he willingly be abused by Zhou Kai for three whole years?

Leaving the glamorous party and being alone with Zhou Kai again, Shen Zhangqing seems to recognize his own identity and just drives without saying a word.

One of Zhou Kai's tongues was the first to get the better of him.

He cocked his head and glared at Shen Zhangqing, sneering, "Shen Zhangqing, you're not small at all."

Shen Zhangqing did not speak.

"How long have you and Sam been hooking up? Hmm? Does he fulfill your slutty ......"

Next, Zhou Kai describes Shen Zhangqing's organs from the waist down in vivid and scathing terms, using very earthy literature.

To this, Shen Zhangqing's response was, "...... you are too tired, have a good rest."

He sounded humble and helpless, but a faint shadow of a smile floated to the corners of his mouth.

This laugh immediately angered Zhou Kai: "What's so funny? Shen, what are you laughing at?"

Shen Zhangqing: "I'm not laughing."

Zhou Kai grimaced and pulled his tired and feeble body upwards, "Shen Zhangqing, tell me the truth, how long have you been planning to ruin me? Where did you find the people to scheme against me and Lily?"

Shen Zhangqing: "I didn't."

"You don't? You dare say you don't hate me?"

Shen Zhangqing's hands on the steering wheel were shaking a bit, and even his voice was shaking, "I don't dare, I don't dare to hate."

"Don't dare?" Zhou Kai said with malice in his heart, "Shen Zhangqing, it's me who underestimated you. What don't you dare to do? Is it because I've given you too much face during this period of time that you don't know how to have face anymore? Let me ask you, are you a bitchy skinny person who was born to be beaten up?"

Shen Zhangqing seemed to be completely numb and said in a false voice with red eyes, "I, I am."

Zhou Kai struggled out a little more strength, unbuckling the seatbelt that bound his movements, and with a trembling hand he lifted it up, touched the driver's side of the seat, and grabbed the hem of Shen Zhangqing's suit.

The power card came at the cost of overdrawing the user's stamina for the next two hours, but it wasn't truly paralyzing, and some movements could still be done.

As soon as the clothes were tugged tightly, Shen Zhangqing suddenly panicked: "...... Mr. Zhou, don't, I'm driving."

Zhou Kai crawled towards him a little, like a short, thick, swimming python, his cold eyes fixed on his face, full of malice, saying: "You are a dog that I have raised, you are my slave, I have fed you well for so many years, what right do you have to say "don't" to me? Where on your body has not been marked by me as a slave? ...... Here? Or here?

He touched Shen Zhangqing's chest and abdomen, his ribs, and climbed up his arm, his fingers going all the way up.

How could Zhou Kai, with his strong and perverted self-esteem, bear to lose face in front of so many people and be treated like a psychopath, a lunatic, or an Alzheimer's patient?

The blood in his eyes seemed to explode.

He only wanted to take revenge on this Shen Zhangqing who dared to tease him like a monkey!

"...... Right, I forgot, and here."

He exerted all his strength and grabbed Shen Zhangqing's neck.

Shen Zhangqing lost his voice and called out, "...... Mr. Zhou! Mr. Zhou - uh uh ......"

Presumably to avoid the press, Shen Zhangqing chose a long way home with little traffic.

The vehicle immediately lost control of the vehicle, and it snaked from side to side as a result of Zhou Kai's ungraceful and unimaginative attack!

061 saw the bad news: "Can I help you?"

Chi Xiaochi struggled to even out the strength to speak between chokes, "Isn't there another Strength Enhancement card? I'm going to hit the wall, use it on me later. I can't let Shen Zhangqing get hurt again."

061 said sharply, "The Power Enhancement Card comes at the cost of overdrawing your spirit, to your own detriment!"

Chi Xiaochi held the steering wheel steady with both hands and drove the serpentine trajectory through the empty streets as calmly as he could in the midst of a life-threatening crisis: "I have to protect Shen Zhangqing."

When 061 didn't say anything, Chi Xiaochi took that as tacit approval and, without further ado, selected a graffiti-covered backyard wall that looked to be the waste wall of some abandoned factory, pretended to use the gas pedal as a brake, and pushed the gas pedal to the floor in a single stroke and drove straight through it.

Do the whole show. He didn't even forget to pretend to realize he stepped on the wrong one as he approached the wall and panicked and turned to the brakes.

"You protect Shen Zhangqing alright." Amidst the ear-splitting sound of brakes, 061's voice suddenly rang out, permeated with a firm yet gentle strength, "I'll protect you."

Chi Xiaochi eyes a flower, the next second, the code of 0 and 1 in front of his eyes convergence and aggregation, aggregated into a human figure, to him gently and properly wrapped in it.

It was a man's arms.

Wide, warm, and a little strange to press up against, not staged, and with no purpose to be polite or entertaining, so the warmth was pure.

Chi Xiaochi hasn't been hugged like that in a long time.

The man pressed against his ear and said in an airy voice, "...... Don't be afraid, it's me."

061 used himself as a second seatbelt, strapping Chi Xiaochi securely into the driver's seat.

Chi Xiaochi's back didn't even leave the backrest of the driver's seat at the time of the violent collision.

The airbag quickly popped and hit the back of the 061 hard with a muffled, muffled thud.

But 061 didn't move.

This warm seatbelt went down on one knee between his legs, extremely measured, and after having successfully protected him, it collapsed into stardust in one fell swoop.

Chi Xiaochi instinctively reached out to grab the dissipated figure, but his grip was empty.

He suddenly got a little flustered, "......061? Mr. Six?"

Last time, he didn't catch ......

061's voice, still gentle and strong, gave an answer in his head, "Xiaochi. i am."

Chi Xiaochi let out a long breath.

Everything happened so suddenly, Zhou Kai had exhausted all his strength when he grabbed Shen Zhangqing's neck, so he didn't have time to think about whether it was dangerous or not.

The moment the car hit the wall, Zhou Kai, who had voluntarily unbuckled his seatbelt, jumped up uncontrollably, fell forward, and was hit head-on by the airbag, hitting him squarely in the chest, slapping him back into his seat, and smashing his face against the top of the airbag from the recoil, with his nose bleeding profusely.

He didn't even see that there had just been an extra person in the driver's seat at all; there was a blackness, a confusion, followed by excruciating pain.

Zhou Kai wanted to move, but everywhere in his body hurt like hell, and when he moved, his ears buzzed like a nest of flies had exploded in his ears.

Chi Xiaochi quickly got out of the mood she had just been in and asked 061, "Is Zhou Kai still alive?"

061 gives reference data: "High pressure 110, low pressure 69, heart rate 71, temperature 36.5 degrees, no inflammatory response yet. Facial trauma, fractured right calf bone, broken ribs on the right side from the airbag, minor hemorrhaging in the liver, broken urethra, fractured femur, and worst of all, contusions to the vertebrae in the back."

Chi Xiaochi says, "Keep it simple. Is it going to die?"

061: "Not until complications arise."

Chi Xiaochi: "That's good."

061: "...... What do you want to do?"

Chi Xiaochi : "Not doing anything. Just fulfill his instructions."

Chi Xiaochi took the car for a test drive and found that the car was worth every penny, the engine was undamaged, and all the functions were running well, especially Chi Xiaochi, whose left wrist was twisted in the violent impact, but was otherwise unharmed, without even a piece of oil skin being scratched.

The only one who was badly damaged was the decrepit bastard in the car who took it upon himself to unbuckle his seatbelt.

Chi Xiaochi pointed to him and said to 061, "See, a living example. Wear your seatbelt when you drive in the future."

061 couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Zhou Kai was nestled like a ball of rags in the passenger seat, tangled up with the deflated airbag, his head resting against the cracked windowpane, groaning in pain as black shadows flew before his eyes.

Chi Xiaochi restarted the badly damaged car and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry - I've delayed you ...... I'll take you home right away."

Blood gurgled down from his head, blurring Zhou Kai's vision, and he felt as if all his bones had been broken section by section with a small hammer, and the pain was so intense that he couldn't even faint, and he clawed at his hands near the dented passenger seat.

Going home? What's the point of going home in this situation?

Did he want to watch himself die?

The headlights were scrapped, the bottom bumper was knocked off, and the sedan driving down the street looked like it had been driven straight out of a junkyard, causing a lot of sidelong glances as it drove into a crowded area.

Chi Xiaochi grabbed the steering wheel, her voice dripping with a note of extreme trepidation that bordered on the morbid, "...... go home, Mr. Zhou wants me to go home."

Zhou Kai couldn't speak, he looked at the driving Chi Xiaochi in horror and just thought that this man was crazy.

For he muttered nervously on his lips, but his eyes were sober to the point of mockery.

Is he doing it on purpose? He didn't want to take himself to the doctor ......

And where is he taking himself?

At this moment, Zhou Kai became a puddle of meat to be slaughtered, he was so terrified that he tried to pull open the door of the car, however, not to mention that he didn't have the strength in his fingers, even if he did, the door on his side had been slightly deformed by the impact, and he didn't know if it could be opened at all.

But where exactly is this car headed ......

No, no, he must try!

Just as he was holding back the simmering pain that filled his body, barely lifting his arm and hooking his weak, feeble fingers around the armrest of the open door--

-Ka-ching.

He watched as the locking knob on the window popped out, blocking his only way out.

Where is his strength now to fight Shen Zhangqing for the right to drive the vehicle?

Zhou Kai gasped for air and turned his head to look at Shen Zhangqing, who was also looking at him with a smile on his face.

Chi Xiaochi said to 061, "Okay, the doors are locked, and no one is going down in this car today."

Zhou Kai's mouth opens in a pleading "ah ah ah" tone, her eyes misting over.

...... He finally knows fear.

Immediately after that, the remorse value that was stuck at "5" moved.

The remorse value breaks through 10, 20, 30, stops momentarily at 35, and breaks the 40 mark in another breath.

Chi Xiaochi wasn't going to pay any attention to Zhou Kai's pleas, and just concentrated on driving this piece of shit car in the direction of Zhou Kai's villa.

It was a little strange to say the least, but he kept coming back to the hug he'd just had and remembered how he'd felt when he'd woken up from his bed a few days ago to find himself rolled up in his blankets.

Because he thought of the distant past, the countless days and nights filled with the scent of snacks, the sound of fans, games, and Lou Ying.

Lou Ying's family has a game console, one of the big treasures he picked up in a junkyard and restored to functionality by his wonderful hands.

Since then, Chi Xiaochi often went to Lou Ying's house to play games, but he was born with a handicap that could not be cured, so he could only be abused by Lou Ying over and over again.

But he still enjoys it.

He's happy to win, and Lou Ying's happy to win.

There was an entire summer vacation where he went downstairs to Lou Ying every day to share his snacks, play his games, and sleep under his covers.

Often after he fell asleep, Lou Ying liked to put him on the quilt, roll him up in a roll, and put him on the bed.

Chi Xiaochi asked him, "Why are you rolling me."

Lou Ying laughs, "That's how you roll sushi."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Chef Lou, roll me a seaweed-flavored one."

Lou Ying feeds him a piece of seaweed, then carries the rolled-up Chi Xiaochi up to the sofa, where the two of them watch the Hong Kong cop movies playing on the movie channel, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump... especially hilarious.

But Chi Xiaochi got sleepy when he watched this kind of movie and would always fall asleep on Lou Ying's lap in the middle of the movie.

Later, when Chi Xiaochi was alone, he liked to roll himself up and sleep.

After the last time he woke up, he also asked 061, why are you rolling me.

061 replied, "I saw you sleep like that once. Don't you like that."

The answer was so reasonable that Chi Xiaochi didn't give it a second thought.

But today 061's embrace, surprisingly he inexplicably found some familiarity.

He didn't resent it, he didn't loathe it, he kind of missed it.

...... probably really been single for too long.

It was late at night when the car slowly drove into the villa where Zhou Kai lived.

Seeing the flashing police lights at the entrance of Zhou's house from afar, Chi Xiaochi slowly drove the car over without dodging.

Almost an hour earlier, police had received a report that Zhou Kai had openly threatened his partner and was on the verge of committing a violent crime.

Zhou Kai is at least a public figure, and the police rushed to the banquet hall of the company, first saw the messy cups and plates, and also heard that Shen Zhangqing had taken Zhou Kai back to his home, so they dared not slow down, and went straight to Zhou Kai's villa, in case of any vicious incident.

When he knocked on the door, the servant, Ison, was incoherent and looked panicked, and did not allow the police to enter the door to see what was going on.

The sheriff who went out to the police was suspicious of his attitude, Zhou Shen and his wife could not be contacted and were late to return, so he simply took someone to guard the door of Zhou's house in case of any mishaps.

About a quarter of an hour later, a broken-down car wobbled into their view.

Driving the car was a tearful Shen Zhangqing, and on the passenger seat lay Zhou Kai, who had fainted.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Shen Zhangqing climbed out of the car, his eyes somewhat blank.

Under the streetlight, he couldn't have been more obvious with the swollen marks on his wrists and the bruise marks of his fingers on his neck.

A young black junior cop runs to check on Zhou Kai's injuries.

Seeing Zhou Kai's already blue face, he staggered his tongue twice, and as his eyes flicked further, he saw the running car recorder.

He made a move to remove the car recorder.

On the other hand, the police chief realized that Shen Zhangqing did not have any intention to hurt anyone after getting off the car and was in a good state of mind, so he relaxed his guard and contacted the hospital first, then turned to Shen Zhangqing and asked him: "Did you have a car accident? Why did you call the police? Why didn't you contact the hospital?"

Shen Zhangqing Wrapped in a blanket, shivering, "...... Mr. Zhou told me to go home."

"You went home when he told you to? An injury that bad--"

"If he tells me to go home, I have to go home." Shen Zhangqing mumbled, "Or he'll beat me to death."

The sheriff was about to say something when he heard the little black cop hold up the car recorder and call out, "Sir, come take a look at this-"