Zhang Heng didn't care about what Zhou Qingqing was thinking. He took care of her like she was a child. In the end, he wanted to send her home, but she refused no matter what.
Zhang Heng had no choice but to tell her that if anything happened, she must call him. Only then did he send Zhou Qingqing to the station.
Zhang Heng had a worried expression on his face all the way until he left the station. As a qualified public relations officer, he had to maintain his image at all times.
Just as he was about to take a taxi home, he felt his pocket and realized that there was not a single cent left. Alright, he did this on purpose. The original 'him' had just resigned from his previous company and was about to start looking for a job, but now Zhang Heng was here.
He didn't do anything, but instead gave all the money to others!
But who was he? He was a man who was determined to be a male host. If Zhang Heng wanted money, he could get a lot of it by spending a little or two points in the system store.
However, for the person he was going to get close to, what he needed was a mistress. He bought everything himself. How was he going to earn some pretty face points?
Therefore, he gave all the money to Zhou Qingqing. Not only could he complete the system mission, but he could also give Guan Xiaotong a chance to help him.
Guan Xiaotong had been staying at home for three consecutive days. At first, she only watched Zhang Heng play the piano, but later, she paid attention to him whenever she had time.
She realized that Zhang Heng was a boy with perseverance and determination.
Every time she looked at him, Zhang Heng was either playing the piano, reading, or performing acupuncture. He never had a moment to relax.
That afternoon, Guan Xiaotong sat by the window and watched Zhang Heng play the piano. Today, the music was melodious and even a little free. She couldn't help but have a better impression of Zhang Heng.
Not long after, the daily task of playing the piano was completed.
Out of habit, Zhang Heng picked up the zither and was about to put it on the stand when his body swayed a little and he fell to the ground.
The zither in his hand smashed onto the ground, making a loud sound.
Guan Xiaotong knew how much Zhang Heng valued the zither, but it didn't even react when he threw it on the ground.
How was he?
Guan Xiaotong knocked on the window of her house while she put on her equipment and ran to the opposite building.
"Bang bang bang!" Guan Xiaotong slammed the door of the room where Zhang Heng was, but there was no response.
Guan Xiaotong had no choice but to call the property management and ask them to bring the spare key to the house. The property management said that they could not open the door without the owner's consent.
Guan Xiaotong shouted angrily," Why would the owner agree? If you don't open the door, you'll die inside!"”
When the property manager heard that someone was going to die, he quickly brought the key to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw a young man lying on the ground. His face was pale and his lips were dry. He was obviously unconscious.
After calling the ambulance and placing Zhang Heng on the bed, Guan Xiaotong finally noticed the zither at her feet. She picked it up carefully and saw that a corner of it had fallen off.
However, that was not important. Guan Xiaotong just wanted to know how the boy was.
She flipped through the medical books on Zhang Heng's desk. On the cover were two names written with a brush: Zhang Heng's handwriting was like his character. Although Guan Xiaotong didn't know much about calligraphy, this kind of handwriting that even laymen found beautiful was much better than those so-called calligraphy masters!
Guan Xiaotong turned around and looked at Zhang Heng's face. She had seen him from afar before and knew that he was handsome. However, when she looked at him up close, she realized that his appearance could only be described as beautiful.
This was not to say that he looked feminine. Although his appearance was exquisite, no one would think that he was a girl. However, for this kind of artwork that had been personally carved by God, it could only be described as beautiful.
At this moment, he was lying weakly on the bed, like Xi Shi washing gauze by the river. He thought that such a beauty was only so-so!
" Cough cough." A cough interrupted Guan Xiaotong's reverie. She turned around and saw an auntie in her forties walking in.
"And you are?" Guan Xiaotong asked.
The auntie smiled and said," I'm his landlord. I heard from the property manager that he fainted from hunger at home again, so I came to take a look!"”
"Starving again?" Guan Xiaotong repeated.
"That's right. It's already happened two or three times. Xiao Heng's medical skills are high, his calligraphy is good, he can sing and dance, and he earns a lot of money every month. Do you know why he's still so unlucky?
Other than paying rent, he donated 60% of the money and gave 30% to others to help the poor. How could he have enough money with only 10% of his expenses?
And I heard that two days ago, he gave a dirty little beggar more than a thousand dollars. I guess he's been eating bread for the past two days.
Alright, with your girlfriend here, I won't disturb you anymore. I'll give you a key. Next time, you don't have to be in such a hurry to find business.
After I leave, you can send him to the hospital to get some glucose!”
"Auntie, Auntie!" Guan Xiaotong was about to explain, but the auntie quickly finished her speech, put down her keys, and left.
Soon, the ambulance arrived. Guan Xiaotong locked the door and followed after Zhang Heng.
As a person who had good food and drinks, he was lying here on the verge of death. You could only say that he was pretending.
That's right, Zhang Heng was just pretending. He had not eaten well for a few days, and his face was pale. He had lavishly used his pale face points to settle everything.
Even the landlady was a prop for him. Of course, the landlady didn't know that Zhang Heng had only modified her memory.
If you want to get a pretty face value, you still have to spend the necessary money. Look, a versatile, skilled, and kind man has appeared in front of you.
It was already dusk when Zhang Heng woke up from his nap. He looked at the woman sitting next to him, wearing a mask and playing with her phone, feeling a little awkward.
Who was this? Why am I here?
Guan Xiaotong looked at the big boy who was full of emotions and burst out laughing.
"Do you remember what happened before you fainted?”Guan Xiaotong asked as she held back her smile.
Before I fainted, I seemed to have…Eh? I fainted? Zhang Heng thought to himself.
"That's right!" Guan Xiaotong said.
Ah! I didn't say it out loud. How did she know? Could it be that she has mind-reading skills?
"Take care of your expression. I definitely don't have mind-reading skills, haha!”Guan Xiaotong smiled.
This was too much fun. Could this big boy not express all his thoughts when he was thinking about something?
Just by looking at him, you could tell what he was thinking!
"Alright, let me tell you. I'm from the building opposite yours. You can call me Sister Guan. The doctor said that you have low blood sugar, so you still have to eat more!”
Zhang Heng nodded in embarrassment.
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