Go ahead, His Highness Seven Records

Chapter 36 In the rented house, the warmth he gave
It was only after returning to the rental house that An Chuxia came to his senses.When Han Qilu used the key to open the door, she yelled annoyedly: "Han Qilu, are you sick?"

Han Qilu ignored her, opened the door and was about to enter the room.Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped in, his head hit the door frame, and there was a heavy sound: "It hurts! Why is this door so low!"

An Chuxia rolled her eyes and looked at Han Qilu: "Do you think we poor people are like your family? You have to bow your head when you enter the door. This is teaching you how to bow your head at the right time!" After speaking, An Chuxia squeezed Han Qilu away and walked into her house.The air inside has a pleasant smell, which is the smell of camphor.

Since he left not long ago, there wasn't much dust in the room, but it was empty and lonely.Han Qilu walked in with his head down.Only then did they discover that the rooms they rented were only two, one bathroom and one bedroom.There is still a gas stove in the bedroom!
Apparently the kitchen was merged with the bedroom.She actually grew up in such an environment... After looking at it, the room was small, but it was organized so that it didn't feel crowded.Silently, he walked to a table, which was the only table and two stools in the whole room.

Imagining An Chuxia eating at this table and studying at this table in his mind, he suddenly felt extremely melancholy.

"I'm sorry." An Chuxia turned her head and saw Han Qilu looking at her.sorry?Why did he say sorry all of a sudden?

Blinking in doubt, An Chuxia suddenly understood.Staring at Han Qilu's sincere expression, she shrugged and walked over to pat Han Qilu on the shoulder, saying, "Hey, I don't really blame you."

"Huh?" Han Qilu looked at her puzzled, "What's my fault?" He was referring to the exaggerated words he said to An Chuxia before, especially to An Chuxia's mother, perhaps he had misunderstood her all along.He thought that An Chuxia's mother knew that she was going to die, so she tried to save his father and sent An Chuxia to their Han family.

It turned out that he was wrong at the beginning.But what does An Chuxia mean?Did she really not blame him?He obviously slapped him so angrily that time.

Why is this guy so weird?Obviously he knew he was wrong, but he still asked her where he was wrong, wouldn't that make her slap him?But since he asked so, why should she be polite, right?
Looking up, she squinted her eyes like a money addict, and asked, "Tell me, how much did you give to the landlord's aunt? How many zeros did you write on that check?" That's what made her angry.Seeing the surprised look of the landlord's aunt, she really wanted to rush up and snatch the check back.But Han Qilu took her hand and left the scene.

"One hundred thousand or one million, I forgot." He put on a very innocent look and asked her, "What's wrong?"

"What's the matter? What's the matter?!" An Chuxia put her hands on her hips, "Why did you give her so much money? You might as well give it to me! You can't tell the difference between one hundred thousand and one million. Put money in your eyes?"

At this time, the expression on Han Qilu's face, he didn't know whether it was a smile or a sneer, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, but his eyes were wide open: "What do you mean?" He really didn't understand what An Chuxia meant.Did she mean that he thought he was too good at spending money, or did she... feel sorry for his money?

Whether it's the former or the latter, it's all for his own good, right?
"I mean, you might as well give it to me!" Well, now the truth comes out.An Chuxia frowned tightly, her brows were so tight that a fly could be crushed to death!
Dazed for a moment, Han Qilu laughed loudly: "Don't worry, she won't take the money for nothing, it's for her funeral expenses." Originally, he didn't want to say this to An Chuxia, but there's no need to hide it now caught.Even if An Chuxia wanted to stop him, he would still do it.

An Chuxia stared blankly at Han Qilu, then grinned like a fool: "Thank you!"

Han Qilu's pupils constricted for a while, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face.It was not the first time that An Chuxia said thank you to him, but every time it made his chest full, there was a strange feeling.Turning his head slightly to hide his emotions, Han Qilu asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you plead for her? I thought you were kind."

These words were somewhat ironic, and Han Qilu regretted it as soon as he said them.It happens every time, obviously I don't want to say that...

Moving his lips, he wanted to explain, but finally raised his chin.He, Han Qilu, never had a reason to take back what he said!

"Yeah." An Chuxia nodded, "I also thought I was kind, but kind people will always be bullied. Reality tells me to be kind, but not too kind. I'm not Tang Seng, I don't have Sun Wukong to protect me, Guanyin Bodhisattvas never existed, let alone God."

An Chuxia's words made Han Qilu's heart tremble, and then he turned his head to look at the closed window.The sky outside is still very clean, so blue that there is no pollution at all.

"So you're not going to intercede for her, are you?" Han Qilu finally couldn't help but confirm again.An Chuxia was taken aback, wondering what Han Qilu's intention was.But she still lowered her head and tightened her chin to think carefully.She knew that maybe her words now could really save a life.

Raising her head slightly, An Chuxia walked over to meet Han Qilu's gaze, and asked cautiously, "If I say let her go, will you let her go?" Her words meant something.She wanted to know how much weight she had in Han Qilu's heart.

But regardless of whether Han Qilu said yes or no, these two answers are for her own good, right?Otherwise, it is impossible for him to casually kill a stranger.Killer... An Chuxia's pupils constricted suddenly.

Han Qilu suddenly showed a wicked smile, and said, "Whether you want me to let that woman go or not, my decision is...she is dead."

——An Chuxia, you're dead!What Han Qilu said to her before suddenly came to her mind.Seeing Han Qilu's bloodthirsty eyes, the smooth and fair forehead behind the bangs unconsciously seeped a fine layer of sweat.This seemingly rebellious young master of the Han family is not what he appears to be.

Perhaps his supercilious temper is not because of his character, but because...he already has the qualifications to be supercilious.

He is terrible.An Chuxia couldn't imagine, if it wasn't because her mother saved Uncle Han, if Han Qilu hadn't been concerned about this, would he have sent her to see the King of Hades as soon as he got angry?Thinking of this, her body couldn't help trembling, and even her lips turned white.

"Are you cold?" Seeing that something was wrong with her, Han Qilu asked softly, completely different from the hostile look just now.Sometimes she really wonders if Han Qilu has schizophrenia, or has a dual personality.

Shaking her head, she walked to the bed and picked up the photo frame on the bedside cabinet.That was the only picture of my mother.She originally wanted to take it away that day, but she was afraid that Aunt Han and Uncle Han would feel bad luck.As a result, after getting along with each other in the past few days, she was convinced that the two elders of the Han family were very kind and gentle people, so she decided to take the photos away.

"That..." Carefully raised his head to look at Han Qilu.When he found that he was also looking at her, he suddenly felt a thin layer of sweat on his palms.

"What's the matter?" Han Qilu looked at her quite naturally, his brows and eyes had returned to calm, like a pool of deep water, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.He is actually a very thoughtful person, you will never guess what he wants to do or say.

Gently shaking the glass photo frame in her hand, An Chuxia asked in a low voice, "Can I take this back to Han's house? Put it in my room..." She was worried that Han Qilu would refuse, because he is such a person... It's hard to talk!
Tightening his chin, his outline looked a little compact, and he raised his lips and said lightly: "Whatever you want, ask me what you want?" In fact, what he wanted to say was "Yes".

However, as soon as the words came out, his taste changed, and he began to feel annoyed secretly again.

An Chuxia frowned, but quickly raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Thank you! As a reward, I'll take you to my old school, okay? Although it's small, it's still quite fun."

Her innocent appearance made Han Qilu startled.Is it these clear eyes that make him unable to control his emotions all at once?She was probably the only one who could make herself so angry.

Putting his hands in his pockets, he said a word with a strange expression: "Okay."

What are you pretending to be cool?An Chuxia despised him in her heart, and then handed the photo frame to Han Qilu naturally: "This is my mother, isn't she beautiful?" Her tone was full of showing off.At the beginning, father was with mother because he thought mother was beautiful, but he left because mother could not give him a future.

How ridiculous?Lowering his eyes, restraining all emotions with thick eyelashes.At this moment, Han Qilu took the photo frame she wanted to take back, and looked at it carefully, without any sarcasm in his eyes.

Think about last time, he also said that her mother was here.But at that time, maybe there was an unspeakable reason?No one swears without reason.Han Qilu is a contradiction because of his family, his background, and his status.So now she is not angry. Of course, she cannot guarantee that if Han Qilu still insults her mother in the future, she will go berserk.

"Very beautiful." His voice was a little hoarse, perhaps because of thirst, and even his sexy lips were a little dry.But still as gentle as jade, it is a kind of otherworldly beauty.It's wrong to describe boys as beautiful, but she thinks handsome is not enough to describe Han Qilu.

Looking away, two red clouds floated on her cheeks, because when he said "very beautiful", he didn't look at the picture frame, but looked straight into her eyes.At that moment, Han Qilu was all in her eyes.

Seeing An Chuxia's blushing, Han Qilu raised the corners of his mouth jokingly, and said, "I mean your mother is very beautiful." Seeing her slightly stunned face, Han Qilu's smile became brighter.

"Hehe, everyone says my mother is beautiful." She smiled dryly, with embarrassment all over her face.What a nuisance!Said her mother was beautiful, what was he doing looking at her?Make her think, think...

"I really don't know how such a beautiful person as your mother gave birth to someone like you. Don't they all say that blue is better than blue? Obviously you are an exception." He gave full play to the function of his poisonous tongue.The bastard!
Clenching her fists tightly, when she was about to rush forward to beat him up, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach.The excruciating pain made her forehead already covered with fine sweat become profusely sweaty, and beads of sweat fell down her cheeks one by one.

"It hurts...it hurts so much." She suddenly let go of her fist and squatted down.Almost at the same time as she squatted down, Han Qilu rushed over to help her up, his eyes full of concern.

"Why? So easily provoked by me?" At this juncture, Han Qilu still did not forget to sneer at her.

The pain in my stomach has eased a little, but I feel dizzy and sleepy.This feeling is so familiar, like... like heatstroke!
"What, I'm not stimulated, I seem to have heat stroke."

Smiling awkwardly, he left Han Qilu's arms and said, "I suddenly had a stomachache just now, and it seems to be better now, but there is still a little pain. I'll go buy a bottle of righteous water, and you can wait for me here."

This time Han Qilu didn't let her go alone, he grabbed her cold wrist before she raised her foot, and said, "What's the reason for leaving me to wait for you alone this time? Are the doctors here also bad-tempered? "

His tone was a little aggrieved, as if he had been thrown away by her.However, his gaze was extremely firm, as if saying "I must accompany you this time".

"Pfft..." She couldn't help laughing, "It's just a sunstroke to buy a bottle of Zhengqi water. Alright! Like a child, why don't I take you there?" She tried to break free from Han Qilu's big hand with her wrist.But instead of letting her break free, he held her tighter.She raised her eyes to meet his eyes, looked at him suspiciously and said, "Hand."

He ignored her, instead, he walked up to her first, pulled her out of the door, and gently closed the door to take her downstairs.

When going down the stairs, the corridor was very dark, but with Han Qilu pulling her along, she felt extremely at ease at that moment, and her heart began to beat irregularly.Is this strange feeling caused by heatstroke?
(End of this chapter)