Chapter 10: Doubtful, OB, data floating.

Yang Baihua hesitated, "Mr. Lou?"

"It's me. Mr. Yang, come in and sit down?"

061 Not knowing what he looked like, he naturally did not react much, but this kind of blandness fell into Yang Baihua's eyes but subtly changed its flavor.

...... It was as if he had known he existed, and was not at all surprised at the resemblance between the two.

Yang Baihua, however, knew nothing about the man in front of him.

Yang Baihua didn't want to stay longer, but this face made him stay.

061 brought Yang Baihua into the house and greeted him, "Xiao Yuan has gone out, so wait here for a while."

"I have something to do, so I'll sit down for a while and then leave."

"Catching up? ...... Drink or tea?"

"White water will do."

061 smiled, "That's not hospitality. Better tea."

There is a set of Kung Fu tea set in the apartment, bought by Cheng Jian, because the operation steps are too complicated, probably only used two or three times, then Cheng Jian put it on the shelf.

061 took out and tea set, and took out a box of top quality tea Phoenix monocotyledon, fire, stove, warm pot, the action is gentle and elegant, through a share of the heart from the quiet calm and unhurried.

He has traveled a hundred worlds, and it doesn't matter if he's pretending.

061 asked, "What do you want with Xiao Yuan?"

Yang Baihua was distracted, "Huh?"

In front of this person and his own looks really similar, but all just right to win him a step, nose, eyes, height, leg length, not to mention that body is soaked in a good family temperament of the clean temperament.

It's a really weird and screaming feeling to hold your breath.

Not knowing what he was thinking, and not wishing to guess much, 061 repeated his question.

Yang Baihua asked instead of answering, "Where did Xiao Yuan go?"

061 said, "I don't know."

Yang Baihua said, "He lives with you and you don't know where he goes?"

061 calmly said, "I'm his friend. Not a guardian or a prison guard."

Yang Baihua became steeply suspicious.

He was skeptical, "Did Cheng tell you something?"

Did Cheng Yuan complain to him? That he's watching him too closely?

But he's doing it for Cheng Yuan's sake.

Cheng Yuan's older brother, Cheng Jian, had not treated him as a brother as he was always beaten and scolded him. Is it wrong for him not to want him to have more dealings with Cheng Jian?

Cheng Yuan's friends have been so unhappy with him that he told Cheng Yuan to stay away from them, is that wrong?

Cheng Yuan in addition to music nothing to understand, buy a vegetable vendors are special to catch him shouting two or three cents higher price, he also smilingly accept all the orders, their own more told him to stay at home, do not run around, there is a mistake?

Yang Baihua When Yang Baihua is thinking nonsense, 061 is not moving like a mountain.

061 has traveled all over the world, driven mechs, fought zombies, and is used to seeing all sorts of scum, so his mind is very calm at this time.

He kept his hands moving and laughed, "He didn't say anything to me. You should have trusted him."

Other than that, he didn't explain a word more, and asking further would make Yang Baihua look like he has no style.

Yang Baihua forced down her inexplicable irritation, "When will he be back?"

"See that he pleases himself."

"...... You're his hairdresser?"

061 said to himself, finally asking.

He's holding his breath for Yang Baihua.

He emptied the cup of tea he had used to warm his mug and replied, "Growing up together, sort of."

One can only imagine what kind of family Cheng Yuan grew up with.

Yang Baihua forced herself to be calm, "Pretty good relationship?"

"It's okay."

061 picks up a memory fragment in his vast sea of data and adds, "When I was a kid he made a bet with me that whoever lost would wear a dress and go out for a day of shopping. Then he lost."

061 A smile involuntarily surfaced at the corners of his mouth when he thought of that incident.

That person to change the skirt when quite bold and quite do not care, but go out less than a quarter of an hour on the embarrassed, blushing tugging at the bottom of the small skirt and refused to go, for fear of meeting acquaintances.

It was 061 who ended up carrying him home.

He spent the entire time with his face buried in 061's back, too shy to look up.

061 Every time I go into my memories, I want to see the man's face. Yet his exact form had been twisted to pieces with the formatting.

Noticing 061 s wistful shallow smile, Yang Baihua clenched his back teeth for two seconds before releasing them.

...... seems to have a pretty good relationship.

It's a good thing he's good at controlling his emotions, "Thank you for taking care of Xiao Cheng for the past two days. It's quite a pity that I didn't have the chance to get to know you before."

061 turned his mind back on track, handed Yang Baihua his teacup, and said according to Chi Xiaochi's hokey set of words, "I left the country a long time ago. It's normal that I haven't seen it."

Yang Baihua brought the tea to his mouth and blew on it, "But I haven't seen you two in contact, nor have I heard Xiao Cheng mention you. That's why I was surprised to hear that he's coming to stay with you."

...... That's a stab in the eye.

061 kind of got it.

If Yang Baihua has been so subconsciously inducing Cheng Yuan, divorcing him from his circle of friends and making him into a doll that belongs to him alone, it is no wonder that Cheng Yuan could not even find a close friend to talk to about his problems during that most difficult time.

061 leaned on the arm of the single sofa with one arm, smiling like a spring breeze, and returned with a four-pronged smile, "Don't be surprised, we're all in private contact."

Yang Baihua choked on a mouthful of water.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Sitting on a lounge chair in a shopping center playing a mobile shooting game, Chi Xiaochi's head rings with a long, soft sigh.

Chi Xiaochi put her cell phone down, "Got rid of it?"

061: "Gone."

Chi Xiaochi: "Good results?"

061 recalled carefully and relayed truthfully, "He had a vegetable face when he left."

Chi Xiaochi sighs, "Ah, no wonder he just called me six times."

061: "You picked it up? What he said."

Chi Xiaochi : "It's vibrating and affecting my gaming hand, I muted my phone."

061: "......" works.

Before the words left his mouth, Chi Xiaochi slapped his thigh remorsefully, "Oops, I should have asked you to record your conversation."

061 laughs, "Wanna see?"

He uploaded a recorded video to the sharing panel, "You're welcome."

Chi Xiaochi said fondly, "Rokuroku, you are so nice."

061: "......"

Okay, six-six is six-six. Six-six is good.

Chi Xiaochi started working on 061's report from the field.

061 noticed Chi Xiaochi watching the broadcast with great interest, while putting his hand over his mouth to breathe.

Cheng Yuan's body doesn't suffer from cold, and although the heaters are on in the department store, the palms of his hands are still cold.

Chi Xiaochi does not care much about this, 061 as a system but should have the self-consciousness to serve the host.

He corrected and adjusted the thermostat system in Chi Xiaochi's body, reorganizing a stream of data in the process.

Soon, Chi Xiaochi has an insulated teacup with an open lid in his right hand, steaming hot and fragrant.

Chi Xiaochi : "...... Where did you get this?"

"Home brewed. Bring it over by datamining the teacups first and then restoring them. Not too difficult." 061 explained, "This Phoenix Single Fir is very authentic, he didn't drink two sips, it's a shame to waste it. Also, this tea protects the liver and brightens the eyes, you don't sleep well, drinking more of this tea is good for your health."

Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything.

061 Giving him the benefit of the doubt that he was touched, he kindly didn't say anything more and turned to studying the available values on the panel.

The favorability is surprisingly very erratic as it bounces back and forth across the board between 75 and 55.

061 thought, understandably.

After all, Yang Baihua has a halo of first love on his head, and Cheng Yuan is obedient to him, so he naturally treats Cheng Yuan like a thing in his palm, which he can rub round and squeeze at will.

Now that a strong rival with the aura of a bamboo horse has appeared out of nowhere, and Yang Baihua's feelings for Cheng Yuan are not completely false, the sense of crisis in his heart is imaginable, and it is not surprising that his favor value has fluctuated.

But the remorse value, the key to completing the mission, is still pitifully in the single digits.

061 is a bit frazzled.

So he decided to watch a Chi Xiaochi variety show to calm down.

He watched variety shows, Chi Xiaochi watched broadcasts, one person and one system were in perfect harmony.

Chi Xiaochi was holding a teacup, sipping tea and watching the play, but his head was still spinning with the words he had just heard.

"When he lost a bet when he was a kid, I made him wear a dress and go out with me for the day."

Chi Xiaochi secretly shrugged his shoulders: it seems that the investigation of me is pretty well investigated, even the things that he and Lou did when he was a child were not spared.

But it was nothing serious, and Chi Xiaochi wasn't about to question the system.

He studied the precious video footage with interest.

The video is taken from 061's point of view, the camera is 061's eyes, and the recording starts when Yang Baihua rings the doorbell.

From this perspective, Chi Xiaochi judged that the entity produced by 061 was at least five or six centimeters taller than Yang Baihua.

Although he couldn't see his face, 061's demeanor was quite elegant, and after choking Yang Baihua, 061 even had a discussion with him on his software specialty.

Obviously, in the field of specialized knowledge, Yang Baihua's human brain couldn't carry the huge database accumulated over the years by 061, who had dabbled in various realms, no matter what.

Let's just say that Yang Baihua did his best.

As 061 said, Yang Baihua did look spinach-colored when he left.

Chi Xiaochi decided to keep this video and watch it when he's bored, it's guaranteed to go down a treat.

When Yang Baihua drove home, his parents were not yet up, and there was thunderous snoring in the bedroom.

The third sister took the kids to play with her sisters who are working in the city. Xiaoyan was busy and didn't come to play with them these two days.

Yang Baihua, full of anxiety, called Cheng Yuan again.

Over there, Chi Xiaochi is watching the broadcast and doesn't care about him.

He turned around the living room a few times like a trapped animal, the more he looked at this fifty-square-meter rented room is not good, turned to the floor mirror, saw the silhouette of the person reflected in it, anger rose up, pick up the sofa cushions and slammed them hard on the wall.

Didn't Cheng Yuan say he was his first love? What about Lou?

If he's just a simple hairdresser, Yang Baihua probably wouldn't have thought too much about it, but that face? That face!

According to the surname Lou said, he was in the small Cheng fourteen years old when he left the country, since then have not seen each other, at most only telephone and video contact.

But why had Ching never mentioned this person after meeting himself? This was too strange.

Is he intentionally hiding something?

Was he intentionally looking for someone in himself?

The more Yang Baihua thought about it, the more indignant he became:

If Cheng Yuan hadn't shown up, wooed him, and bent him, he might have married a city girl normally by now, where would he have needed to be trembling in the face of his parents?

How could Cheng Yuan do this to him?

His heart was in turmoil, his hands were shaking with anger, and he edited and deleted Cheng Yuan's text message asking him why he didn't pick up the phone.

He wanted to see how Cheng Yuan would explain it!

It took about three hours of staring at his cell phone before he received a reply, "Sorry, sorry, Lao Yang, I went to play with my friends, I didn't pay attention to my cell phone ah."

This explanation did not satisfy Yang Baihua.

He was about to reply to the questioning when Yang's mom said, "You've been staring at your cell phone all afternoon, don't look at that thing all the time, it's radioactive and hurts your eyes."

As Yang Baihua listened, he simply flung his cell phone to the side, intending to hang Cheng Yuan out to dry for a while.

He's not a subdued nature, and when he doesn't get a response, he's bound to hold back from reaching out to him.

He was lying on the sofa bed staring at his cell phone until midnight, but he didn't get a reply from Cheng Yuan.

Yang Baihua gritted his teeth and returned, "Why don't you call back?"

The message was sent, like a cow in the sea. Yang Baihua fell asleep holding his cell phone.

It wasn't until breakfast the next morning that his cell phone vibrated again with the painless reply, "I thought you didn't get it."

Yang Baihua almost broke his chopsticks.

When mom and dad go back to the village, they must have a good talk with Cheng Yuan!

Since Yang Baihua was interested in hanging him out, Chi Xiaochi didn't mind playing a game of jet lag with him.

But Yang Baihua didn't reply after the new text message was sent.

Having lost the object of his molestation x1, Chi Xiaochi is feeling lonely as snow.

However, after two days, Chi Xiaochi's business came to the door.

He received a strange phone call.

"May I ask if this is Mr. Cheng?" The person over there asked, "I'm a staff member from Nebula Entertainment. It's like this, we received the master tapes you sent. May I ask if the songs in the master tape are all your originals, right?"

Chi Xiaochi replied with a steady, "Yes."

"Then would it be convenient for you to come to the Nebula Entertainment Building at No. 18 Jinsong Road, East 3rd District, at 9:00 a.m. this Friday? We would like to audition for you."