C49

"Why are you looking at me?"

Lin Jie stood up as he watched the child's back figure leave, and then turned his head, just in time to meet Shen Qinghan's gaze. Lin Jie was startled.

"You're clearly afraid of heights, but why did you force yourself to climb up?"

Shen Qinghan's face was stern as he asked.

Lin Jie curled his lips, "You can't be too inferior in front of a child, right? It's embarrassing for a man to be afraid of being tall, okay? "

"Aren't you afraid of losing face in front of me?"

Shen Qinghan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"This is different, okay?"

Lin Jie rolled his eyes.

"What's different?"

Shen Qinghan said indifferently.

"Everything is different!" After staying in the tree for so long, Lin Jie's legs had long become weak. He simply leaned against the tree and sat down, held his chin, sighed, and said, "Moreover, that kite is very important. That child is an orphan from a nearby shrine, and that kite is the only thing his parents left him.

Shen Qinghan gave a light glance at Lin Jie, but did not say a word.

"Alright, let's go back."

After a while, Lin Jie used his legs to prop himself up from the ground, and walked towards Shen Qinghan. The corner of Shen Qinghan's eyes unintentionally caught a glimpse of a wound on his arm, and his sharp eyebrows furrowed.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Jie had not reacted, seeing that Shen Qinghan was still standing at the same spot, he was stunned.

"Don't you feel it yourself?"

Shen Qinghan's eyes were calm, he stared at the deep wound on his arm and sighed: "I'm injured."

"Oh."

Lin Jie carelessly glanced at the wound on his arm that was still bleeding, and then laughed: "Maybe I accidentally got hit by a branch on the tree just now."

With that, Lin Jie raised his leg and wanted to continue walking, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by an ice-cold big hand. Lin Jie's body stiffened as he turned his head, meeting Shen Qinghan's cold eyes, his heart seemed to have been pulled hard at that moment.

"Bandage first."

Shen Qinghan said indifferently.

"It's nothing. It doesn't hurt. It's just a small wound. It'll be fine soon."

Lin Jie grinned, and retracted his hand.

"There's no need to try to be brave."

Shen Qinghan's face was expressionless as he forcefully grabbed onto Lin Jie's hand and took out a clean handkerchief. After that, he lowered his head and bandaged Lin Jie's wound.

Looking at Shen Qinghan's slightly lowered profile and those long eyelashes, Lin Jie suddenly couldn't say a word. It was as if his throat was choked, and his heart was beating quickly.

"Alright, it's almost dark. Let's go back."

Shen Qinghan tied the last knot and then lifted his leg to leave.

Lin Jie was startled, he knocked on his chest fiercely, and bit on his teeth, "What the hell! "Jumping so fast, is he crazy?"

"Still not leaving?"

Shen Qinghan walked for a few meters, and seeing that Lin Jie was not following him, he stopped in his tracks.

"Oh!"

Lin Jie took a deep breath and then chased after her.

The wound on his arm that he did not feel a moment ago started to hurt, Lin Jie held onto the wound and chased after it.

When he caught up with Shen Qinghan, he felt that the pain from the wound on his hand was extremely painful, and he could not help but pout his lips.

Shen Qinghan's face darkened, he could not see the expression on his face.

Lin Jie also didn't pay much attention to this. Suddenly, a low and deep voice sounded from the side.

"At first, I thought you had left."

With that, Shen Qinghan raised his leg and left.

Lin Jie's footsteps paused, following that, these words were like a thunderclap that fiercely crashed into his ears, causing him to become stupefied.

Yeah, why didn't he take the opportunity to run away?

How could he not have thought of running away when such a good opportunity had been presented to him?

Is he insane?

Lin Jie wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

Returning to the Crown Prince's Palace, just as it was getting dark, Shen Qinghan prepared to enter the palace.

Lin Jie returned to his east yard and stayed in his room for a long time.

As the candle flickered, Lin Jie propped up his chin and sat in front of the table, and could not help but let out a long sigh.

"Lin Jie, oh Lin Jie, how stupid are you to have forgotten such an important matter! "This is clearly a great opportunity to escape …"

Lin Jie couldn't help but knock his head and look at the structure of his head. Why did he forget about the most important thing after the chance came?

Ah ah ah ah!

The more Lin Jie thought about it, the more he wanted to cry.

Outside the door, San Xi lied on his stomach as he listened to the man inside mumbling to himself. His eyes were filled with worry.

"Forget what's bad about it, just forget to run!"

Lin Jie was simply about to cry because of his stupidity. He had been courting death by doing so much during this period of time, was he not doing it to leave the Crown Prince's Palace? However, the moment he had a chance, he would helplessly watch as his opportunity ran away.

As he thought about it, Lin Jie's mood became extremely bad. He took the opportunity to pick up a teapot on the table and was about to smash it down, when he accidentally pulled on a wound on his arm.

Lin Jie looked over and just so happened to see the handkerchief tied to his wound. He was startled, and his mind couldn't help but think of Shen Qinghan's picturesque appearance, and the moment he thought of the serious expression on Shen Qinghan's face as he bandaged up the wound, his face immediately turned boiling hot, and his heart started beating very quickly, to the point that Lin Jie started to panic.

"I'm not sick, am I?"

Lin Jie was stunned, but immediately after, he shook his head with all his strength and muttered: "No, I still need to leave as soon as possible, if not I would really get weirder and weirder …"

In order to stop being weird, Lin Jie felt that he had to leave. Otherwise, he really didn't know what would happen to him in the future.