Virtual Superstar Breeding Diary

Chapter 15 The Real Singer

There is only one floor lamp on in the living room, warm yellow, casting a circular arc of light on the mahogany floor.

Xiao Chi sat cross-legged on the sofa under the lamp, holding old-fashioned knitting needles in both hands, and the turning wrist was projected onto the ground by the light, as flexible as a butterfly wearing flowers.

Hearing footsteps, his ears moved slightly, and he immediately turned his head: "You're back!"

Ji Chenxuan stood at the door, with a dark brown windbreaker folded on his elbows, and a corner of a food convenience box was exposed under the hem.

The wall clock on the wall is not yet seven o'clock, and at some point, he has begun to get used to the days when he no longer works crazy overtime and returns home on time every day.

For this, all employees of the company are deeply incredulous.

"What are you doing?" The coat was handed to the furniture robot Anna, and Ji Chenxuan came over with a milky white cake box.

A bunch of colorful wool balls were scattered on the sectional sofa, some of them were pulled by threads, passed through Xiao Chi's hands and knitting needles, and were finely woven into a woolen vest that had already been formed, camel-colored and white.

Ji Chenxuan's eyes slid along the ball of yarn to his hand, raised his eyebrows, and smiled half-smile: "Don't tell me this is your new hobby."

"Yes, I see that people can weave various shapes, which is very interesting, and I want to try it too."

Xiao Chi seemed to be full of enthusiasm for any new things, even if it was boring knitting, he brought the balls of wool over, and a few balls of red wool spun around him, like Yuelao's marriage thread.

"Today's company's afternoon tea snacks, I don't eat sweets, I'll give them to you." Ji Chenxuan put the cake box on the coffee table, and glanced at him casually: "Can the things you knit be worn?"

"Of course I can." Xiao Chi put down the sweater needle, excitedly opened the cake box, a round chocolate black forest, packed extremely carefully, no cream spilled out.

The logo of the Red House Cake Shop was printed inside the box, and Xiao Chi snorted, "Isn't this shop in the west of the city? It's so far away from your company, and it still delivers afternoon tea? I called last time to order delivery. People say it’s not in the delivery range.”

"...Cough." Ji Chenxuan said without changing his expression, "Who knows, maybe they opened a branch."

"Oh." Xiao Chi believed in every word he said, and he really stopped worrying about delivery and concentrated on dealing with the cake.

Ji Chenxuan changed into his home clothes, turned on the curved TV to watch the news, Xiao Chi sat beside him, and started fiddling with the sweater needles in his hand again, with his head down and concentrated, as if he was treating some kind of handicraft that needed to be carefully crafted.

The financial news host opened and closed his mouth on the TV, but Ji Chenxuan didn't listen to a word, his eyes glanced at the woolen vest in Xiao Chi's hand from time to time.

Xiao Chi raised his head suddenly: "What are you looking at me for?"

Ji Chenxuan's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been caught as a current thief, but his face showed no guilt at all, as calm as an old man fishing, and slowly turned his gaze back to the TV: "The sweater you knit doesn't seem to be yours. size."

"Of course not, it's not for me to wear." Xiao Chi changed to a thin needle and red thread, and deftly embroidered a carrot on the hem of the clothes.

Ji Chenxuan's heart skipped a beat—could it be for himself?

He picked up the coffee, gently blew on the rising heat, and unconsciously stirred it a few times while holding a small silver spoon. He was still looking at the TV and focused on the commercial: "Then what are you knitting for?"

"Give it away." Xiao Chi said as a matter of course, "I enjoy the hard-working service from others every day, so of course I have to express my gratitude."

Ji Chenxuan tried his best to flatten the corners of his slightly upturned mouth, relaxed his body and leaned back on the sofa, folded his hands on his knees, and gently touched his index fingers together: "Actually, I don't need anything from you. Just convey it.”

"How can I do that? Don't you humans pay attention to reciprocity?" Xiao Chi knitted the last few stitches, tied the knot carefully, and shook the fur vest in his hand. The size was narrow and long.

Ji Chenxuan was thinking about this guy's first needlework, there's nothing he can do if he doesn't do it well, he won't be able to wear it, but it's better not to hit him too hard.

He stretched out a hand towards Xiao Chi, and said lightly: "Seeing how serious you are in weaving, I'll avoid the difficulty of accepting it."

Xiao Chi was taken aback for a moment, then said ah: "...I woven it for Anna."

Ji Chenxuan: "..."

There was an awkward silence in the living room for a moment.

"Kacha Kacha——", the furniture robot Anna is outside the floor-to-ceiling window, extending her robotic arm to remove the ice edges hanging from the eaves. The sky has been bright these days, and many ice edges thicker than forearms have begun to melt, and the falling water droplets are pattering. knocking on the window lattice.

Xiao Chi withdrew his gaze from Anna's cold mechanical arm, looked at Ji Chenxuan's uncertain face, and asked, "Do you want it too?"

"No!" Ji Chenxuan put down two words dryly, poised his neck and turned his face away, picked up the coffee and drank it, only to be scalded and coughed again and again.

"Hey, why are you drinking in such a hurry?" Xiao Chi put the knitted sweater aside, quickly changed to a glass of cold water, patted his back while feeding water, shook his head and sighed quietly, "Fortunately, there is me Take care of you, otherwise you are so stupid, how can you live?"

Ji Chenxuan's cough got worse - who is taking care of whom?ah!

"You really don't want that sweater? Actually, I..."

"No, use." Ji Chenxuan emphasized again word by word, his face flushed a thin blush, and he didn't know whether it was because of his self-confident embarrassment or choking on the hot coffee.

"...Oh." Xiao Chi pursed his lips, and took the woolen vest in his hand, "I'll go and change it for Anna."

Walking all the way to the balcony, Xiao Chi felt that Ji Chenxuan's eyes seemed to be on his back all the time. When he opened the door, he turned his head, but the other party was watching the TV program quietly.

As if everything was my own illusion.

Xiao Chi found Anna, gave an order to suspend work, put the woolen vest on her little by little, and muttered endlessly: "Ah Anna, although we are no longer the same kind, but... if one day If you're self-aware, I hope you won't be as lonely as I used to be."

"You and I are both very lucky." Xiao Chi patted Anna's metal head and smiled, "We both met Ji Chenxuan."

"What are you dawdling about?" Ji Chenxuan appeared on the balcony at some point, hugged a bathrobe and leaned against the door, buckled the floor-to-ceiling windows with his finger bones, making a series of crisp sounds.

"Ah, I'm fine." Xiao Chi woke Anna up and asked her to start working again.

Ji Chenxuan walked up to him, threw the bathrobe into his arms involuntarily, and said in a cold tone, "It's freezing outside, and you don't wear a coat. What if you catch a cold and infect me?"

"No, my body is different from yours, I am very strong." Xiao Chi explained solemnly.

"Heh." Ji Chenxuan laughed, squinting at him, "How strong? Superman?"

Just as Xiao Chi was about to answer, his ears suddenly moved slightly, and the subtle clicking sound was clearly transmitted to the eardrum.

The thick icicles formed under the rain eaves shimmered silvery under the moonlight. Perhaps they were half-shoveled by Anna and swayed by the cold wind. At this time, they suddenly broke and fell off!

A dim light fell rapidly in the night, right above Ji Chenxuan's head!

Xiao Chi's complexion changed, before he had time to think about anything, he rushed forward suddenly, grabbed the man into his arms with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and grasped the broken ice in the palm of his hand with incomparable precision!

The thick piece of ice on the wrist was firmly caught by him, and the icy water flowed down the palm of his hand, which was cold to the bone.

Ji Chenxuan was still in a daze when he pressed against the other's chest. There was an overly scorching temperature from the place where they were closely attached, and a heartbeat that became faster and faster. He could hardly tell who it was coming from.

There was a faint scent of soap at the tip of his nose, Ji Chenxuan tilted his head slightly, and his lips brushed the corner of Xiao Chi's mouth inadvertently, it was soft, as if exuding the sweetness of chocolate cake.

"Why...?" Ji Chenxuan froze, not daring to move, with no place to rest his hands, he lifted them up slightly, as if he wanted to wrap his arms around his waist, but gave up again.

It wasn't until he saw the ice pick in his hand that Ji Chenxuan understood what happened in that flash.

"Be careful of the top of your head." He led Ji Chenxuan into the room, carefully avoiding the swaying icicles under the rain eaves.

The two escaped, Xiao Chi still hugged him, his slender and powerful arms wrapped around the man's waist, like a hoop made of steel, motionless.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing Ji Chenxuan shaking his head, Xiao Chi let go of his hand, the heat source suddenly lost in his chest, Ji Chenxuan immediately felt a chill running up his spine, even if he closed the balcony door tightly, he couldn't get it back That heart-pounding warmth.

Ji Chenxuan stared at his hand and frowned: "What are you still holding this thing for? Throw it away soon, your hands will freeze to death."

"Oh." Xiao Chi tightened his five fingers as if at will, such a thick piece of ice was instantly crushed by him, and fell down like powder, covering the ground with ice slag.

Ji Chenxuan was dumbfounded: "You..." Is this still a human?

Xiao Chi calmly patted the broken ice off his palm: "I told you, I'm very strong."

...Well, this guy wasn't human either.

The TV in the living room started broadcasting entertainment news at some point.

Ji Chenxuan did not deal with the backlog of company affairs tonight as usual, but sat on the sofa and watched TV absently.

Xiao Chi hugged his carrot pillow, and seemed quite happy about watching TV with his cohabitant.

"Didn't you say that TV is boring and you don't even watch it? Why are you willing to accompany me today?"

Ji Chenxuan turned his face to the side, and said flatly: "In case you are lonely enough to harass Anna, and the situation just now happens again."

"..."

Xiao Chi stared straight at him, as if he was trying to distinguish the truth of this sentence.

The atmosphere became very subtle for a while, Ji Chenxuan noticed this unignorable gaze, his ears were buried in his hair, and his ears were faintly red.

No one spoke, the voice of the entertainment news program host echoed in the living room:

"The second round of popularity voting in the National Star Show, which has attracted much attention, has been extremely hot these days. Among them, the most eye-catching dark horse, Liang Jingsheng's "Farewell to the Past", counterattacked all the way at an incredible speed, At present, I have caught up with No.15, and I am sprinting to the top ten. Next, let me listen to this new song that has become a hit on the Internet!"

"Huh?" Xiao Chi listened to the familiar melody on TV suspiciously, "Isn't this the song I recorded when I went to the competition that day?"

Ji Chenxuan was taken aback: "Your song?"

The two listened in silence for a while, and Ji Chenxuan frowned more and more, his face was ugly like a dark cloud that had sucked water.

This is not Xiao Chi's voice, who else could it be? !

What is Liang Jingsheng!He deserves it? !

After a while, Ji Chenxuan suddenly got up and made a video call to his assistant Zhou Tong:

"What are you guys doing? Even the identity of the singer can make such a big mistake! That song thief, even if he digs three feet, he will dig it out immediately!"

For the matter of the stolen song, Xiao Chi didn't have too much emotion, as if it had nothing to do with him, but when he heard Ji Chenxuan's violent scolding, the corners of his mouth curled up inexplicably.

He quietly took out a pink box from under the pile of wool balls, and only lifted a corner, saw Ji Chenxuan turn around, and quickly stuffed it back.

The author has something to say: Small theater, season: mere sweaters, would I be rare?hehe.

Xiao: You will.

season:……

ps: I see the update prompt, but I can't see the update, please clear the cache in time, as long as I don't ask for leave in advance, there must be an update that day.

The message in this chapter randomly drops rain of red envelopes, I wish you all a fast holiday in advance, okay!