However before he took his first step, a sudden fear and missing heartbeat froze him from moving. Li Qinghao pressed against his chest. Why was he so afraid? The fear shouldn’t come from his consciousness. Definitely not. But why?

A thought just popped out of his mind. Did it mean that Li Qinghao’s soul was still in the body? Was it why he was so afraid of the man by the car? No. He denied his thought.

He tried to calm himself and then walked toward that man.

“Are you here to pick me up?” He smiled.

“May I?” Han Mingxu answered gently like a prince.

Li Qinghao laughed, “you are interesting.” He walked around him and directly to the driver’s side, “May I?”

Han Mingxu shrugged his shoulder and joked, “if we can stay alive before we arrive where we are going, you have to promise one thing.”

Li Qinghao was surprised by the man’s canny thought, “what if we can’t make it?”

“I will fulfill one of your wish on the way to hell.”

Li Qinghao was sure that he was unable to drive because his arms and legs were not fully recovered. Han Mingxu knew about it too. But why did he say agree?

It was hard to guess one’s thought. He was smart to choose an easy way to find an answer.

The wheel was comfortable for operate because the car was a limited edition. When he was still Han Mingxu, he chose medical care because he liked it. He was different from Nancheng Lie who only had interest in nothing but men.

“You like the car?” Han Mingxu raised his eyebrows at him. Li Minghao had a pair of beautiful eyes when he was happy.

“Yes.” When the car accelerated, both of them were thinking where it would go, heaven or hell? In fact, neither.

The flying car bumped into the rock in front. Han Mingxu didn’t yell at Li Qinghao to stop the car. He was as calm as when he hopped in the car, only staring at Li Qinghao.

Li Qinghao told himself he should be afraid. But the moment the car hit the rock, he was not afraid at all. On the contrary, he felt kind of excited.

Han Mingxu laughed. This Li Qinghao was kindda interesting.

The limited edition was expensive for a reason. Even after the hood was crashed, they were still in perfect condition thanks to the airbags.

Li Qinghao opened the door and said to Han Minghao, “Can you help me?”

“To hug you?” Han Mingxu teased.

Li Qinghao rolled his eyes at him, “I can’t feel my legs.”

Oh…the way Han Mingxu looked at him as was meaningful.

Bang! A doctor who was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, patted with the profile in his hand on the table while yelling, “are you idiot? Are you stupid? Or are you having brain stroke or do you think you are Spiderman? Huh? Two years! You have been in coma for the fucking two years! Do you understand?!”

As the doctor yelled, Li Qinghao signaled Han Mingxu moved his chair away. Han Mingxu pointed at the booklet in the hand of the doctor, meaning that he was afraid too.

“Excuse me, who is Spiderman?” Li Qinghao asked.

The doctor stopped his yelling finally and and then sized him up strangely as if Li Qinghao was from another world.

“I know I have been in coma for two years.” Li Qinghao continued, “but the car accident had nothing to do with it. It was natural disaster that is out of my control.”

The doctor blinked and then made a phone call totally igorning Li Qinghao, “son, I just met someone who is way more ignorant than me…Yeah…He is one of my patients…He doesn’t know who Spiderman is.” Then the doctor laughed as if he was praised.

“Do you have to hold me like this?” Li Qinghao blushed. Han Mingxu was holding him with one arm across his upper back and the other under his knees. A standard Princess hug! It was a shame for a man who was 183cm tall.

Because he has been in coma for two years, he could overuse his arms and legs. And his leg was hurt in the car accident. The doctor told him to take more rest for at least half a year.

“I like the position.” There was something in Han Mingxu’s eyes when he was looking Li Qinghao’s pale but gradually blushing face.

The men waiting at the gate were all shocked.

“You…You…” Jimmy walked toward. He was obviously shocked by the indifferent, brutal prince would do such a thing in public.

“You have any problem?” Han Mingxu asked.

“No… Nothing.” Jimmy stepped back and opened the door, “Please.”

“Where do you live?” Han Mingxu asked Li Qinghao after carrying him into the backseat.

“Can I go to your place?” He grasped Han Mingxu’s coat, “I don’t want my mother to be worried about me.” He made up an excuse before Han Mingxu said no.

Han Mingxu frowned. He knew he should have refused him because he was not as soft as he looked like. But what he said was opposite to his thought, “Of course you can.”

Return to Han’s residence.