Deep In a Galaxy Chapter 8

"It's for garbage. Why are you carrying it?" Harper didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He handed him the wet tissue and said, "Wipe your hands."

"No, you're just too strong." Blake was shocked. Shot put athletes all have to go through a preparation process, and he had never seen anyone who could "whoosh" and send a thief flying, and his aim was quite accurate, hitting only the wheels and not the head.

"How else can we make a living?" Harper took the pancake from the boss. "Let's go back."

Blake followed him for two steps, but hesitated for a moment. He looked at Harper and asked anxiously, "Could the thief just now be in the same group as the one who followed us before?"

"It doesn't look like that. He should be just an ordinary thief." Harper replied, "If they wanted your phone, they wouldn't choose such a stupid and blatant method."

Blake said "hmm" and didn't say anything else, but still unconsciously unlocked the phone, as if he wanted to check the contents inside.

"Don't think too much." Harper covered his phone screen with his palm and smiled gently, "I'm here, don't worry."

"What happened?" Blake looked at him. "My parents won't tell me, but you don't look like a random bodyguard, so maybe something serious happened." He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Will you tell me?"

"If you want to know, I will." Harper put the phone into his trouser pocket for him, "But we are about to go to KTV, let's have fun first, and after tonight, we can talk about this matter, okay?"

"Okay, deal." Blake high-fived him and warned him, "Don't cheat, or I'll complain to Aunt Li."

Mr. Han raised his hands in surrender.

The three people in the KTV had already stopped making noise and were just lying around chatting. When they saw the two people coming in, Chloe protested: "Brother Bai, this is too much. I agreed to treat you."

"When you find a job, we will definitely give you a good beating." Blake put one hand around his shoulders, "Let's go, to your house?"

"I have no way of repaying your kindness." Chloe leaned on his shoulder, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Does your family still need someone to sweep the floor, wash the dishes, give you massages, and do some health care?"

"No need." Blake refused coldly.

"A new college student has suffered setbacks in the workplace. He is disheartened." Chloe leaned on the armrest, "Capitalists are indeed evil. Xiao Jiongzi, let's go back to the palace."

Yu Jiong kicked his wheelchair and said "Get out" mercilessly.

The world is fickle and indifferent. Chloe sobbed all the way and was taken back to the rental house by Mr. Han. Although it only had one bedroom and one living room, it was clean and tidy. Wang Xiaosen also spent a huge amount of money to buy him a woolen floor mat, which was very pink and very straight, and was shockingly ugly.

Harper bought some vegetables from the market downstairs and was busy in the kitchen. Blake stood beside him and watched, and then confirmed again that it was natural for Aunt Li to feel a sense of professional crisis.

"Go out and wait." Harper said, "The kitchen is too small, be careful not to bump your head."

"You are so versatile." Blake moved aside to make way for him, "Is there anything you don't know?"

"Hmm?" Mr. Han thought for a moment, "No, even if I don't know how to do it, I can still learn it if you need me to."

He said this very gently. Blake looked at him through the glasses for a moment and suddenly asked, "What do you look like without glasses?"

"Hmm?" Harper smiled and continued to scoop out the soup from the pot. "Looks like an ordinary person."

"Let me take a look." Blake stretched out his hand.

Harper dodged him: "Be obedient."

Seeing that he seemed to be very concerned about his glasses, Blake became even more curious and followed him like a slug, constantly harassing him. Mr. Han calmly dodged left and right, and his hands did not delay cooking. Blake tried to get around him for a long time but was blocked by his back, and in the end he almost hit her nose, so she protested: "I will complain to the Consumer Association about you."

"What's the reason for the complaint?" Harper raised his lips and cut the vegetables slowly.

"You cannot meet the needs of your employer." Blake grabbed the back of his shirt with both hands and shook him back and forth.

Harper wiped his hands clean and turned to look at him: "Do you really want to see it?"

Blake nodded immediately.

"Okay, let's take a look." Harper leaned forward slightly and closed his eyes in cooperation.

Blake grinned wickedly and reached out to hold the leg of his glasses.

"Brother Bai!" Wang Xiaosen appeared at the kitchen door like a god, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Harper stood up quickly and carried the dishes out of the kitchen: "It's time to eat."

Blake looked at Wang Xiaosen with a dim gaze.

...

There was screaming in the kitchen and Wang Xiaosen hugged the door frame and cried. "You two g@y men, what shameful things are you doing in the kitchen? I am really innocent."

"Cheers to Chloe!" Blake held up a glass of juice at the dinner table, "The future is bright!"

The five glasses clinked together crisply, making a sound like wind chimes.

After dinner, everyone went home. After taking a shower, Blake lay on the balcony fence and looked down. Mr. Han was indeed in the small garden again.

Two minutes later, Blake squeezed in through the door.

"next time---"

"I will never jump off the building." Blake once again ruthlessly refused him before he could finish his words.

"Okay." Harper smiled and handed over a flower, "For you."

"You said during the day," Blake sat beside him, "as long as I want to know, you will tell me everything."

Harper nodded: "Tell me first, what do you think about what happened during this period of time?"

Blake recalled it carefully.

All the abnormal feelings started in May this year. For some reason, he felt as if someone was always following him, but every time he looked back, there was nothing unusual. Yu Jiong even checked the surveillance cameras on the street, but found nothing.

Later on, this strange feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, so I had to ask my parents for help.

"My dad is actually a very serious person. He often finds fault with me." Blake said, "But this time, he didn't question me at all, and didn't even ask any more questions. He hired his first bodyguard a few days later. He is said to have a good reputation in the industry and is very responsible. But the strange thing is that he resigned not long after, and even unilaterally violated the contract. I have always guessed that someone threatened him."

"I am your second bodyguard?" Harper asked.

Blake nodded.

Harper turned on the computer: "This is the information I asked someone to look up. It is related to the driver who caused the accident. Take a look at it yourself first."

Blake took the notebook from him.

In fact, when the car accident just happened, the Bai family had already checked the information of Zhao Yuejin and his wife, but Harper's information was obviously more detailed, and even listed one more person, Zhao's son-in-law, Huang Jingyuan.

He has a high level of education, a good family background, and a tall and handsome appearance. He looks like a good marriage partner. Blake asked: "What's the problem?"

"These are the girlfriends he once dated." Harper opened another folder.

Looking at the photos that filled the screen, Blake said from the bottom of his heart: "Wow."

"All of them are beautiful girls, tall, pretty and with good figures." Harper opened another photo: "And this is Zhao Yuejin's daughter, his current wife."

Blake: ...

Blake said: "You are wrong. You can't judge people by their appearance."

"Believe me, a man's nature will not change." Harper poured him a glass of wine, "Especially this playboy. When he gets tired of playing around, he may find a quiet and simple girl to marry, but the other party must be pretty. Besides, according to his conditions, it is not difficult."

"If it wasn't because of love." Blake thought for a moment, "What would the Zhao family have that he wanted that he would be willing to exchange for marriage?"

"Marriage is sacred in your heart, but it is not sacred to many people." Harper closed his computer. "If we want to find out all the conspiracies surrounding you, Mr. Huang is our only breakthrough at the moment."

Blake nodded: "Yes."

Blake asked again: "But what on earth do I have that would make the other party go to so much trouble?" It definitely couldn't be the so-called "business competitors", but another group of people hiding in the dark area, erratic like ghosts.

"I don't know either." Harper shook his head, "But don't worry, I will find out the whole thing and protect you."

Blake said, "Thank you."

"After drinking this glass of wine, go and have a rest." Harper clinked his glass with his, "Don't let these things disturb your life."

Blake suddenly remembered something.

"What are you doing?" Harper turned his head away.

"Glasses." Blake reached out to grab them.

"No." Mr. Han changed his mind.

"Don't be so stingy!" Blake chased after him, like a dirty bully who molested a decent woman in the street.

Harper dodged to the left.

Blake slammed his head against the wall.

Very dizzy and loud.

...

Five minutes later, Master Bai was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding an ice pack, with a sad look in his eyes.

Harper half-knelt on one knee in front of him: "I admit my mistake, let me show you."

"No, no, no." Blake curled his lips, "I'm not interested!"

Harper suppressed his laughter: "Are you sure?"

"You're not a beautiful sister." Blake lay back on the bed, "What's there to see? Besides, you don't even have breasts."

Harper leaned beside him and helped hold down the ice pack: "Then go to sleep."

Blake closed her eyes, and the lights in the room gradually went out, leaving only the stars and the moon outside the window, gently covering the bed through the curtains, like blessings and hugs from light years away.

After a while, Harper put the ice pack aside and pressed the cold wound with the dry and warm back of his hand to prevent him from having a headache the next day.

Blake acted quickly this time.

By the time Mr. Han realized what was happening, his glasses had already fallen into someone else's hands. He felt a little uncomfortable and instinctively closed his eyes until he heard laughter in his ears. He then said helplessly, "You are cheating."

"I'm just cheating, so what?" Blake was unreasonable but still quite confident.

Harper smiled and said, "Not very good, if you like it this way, then I don't mind changing to contact lenses."

After taking off the thick lenses, his eyes became more gentle and moist, his slightly upturned peach blossom eyes were filled with starlight, there was a smile at the corners of his lips, and his voice became deeper and more magnetic in the night, as if claws were gently scratching his heart.

Blake stared at him blankly for a few seconds, then decisively put his glasses back on, and said seriously: "Don't take them off casually in the future!" Bad peach blossoms know that it's not good to attract bees and but.terflies.

"Then can I go back and rest?" Harper looked at him with a smile.

"Go ahead." Blake waved his hand, "Good night."

Harper closed the door for him and turned around just in time to see Aunt Li standing in the corridor holding a mop, looking at him suspiciously.

...

Mr. Han smiled politely, raised his hands to show his innocence, slowly moved down the stairs with his back against the wall, and quickly disappeared.