Nightmares, sleepovers, court summonses.

061 returns to the handover point and sends a docking signal to 009.

The 009 figure had just surfaced, and like a chickadee that had seen an old hen, he jumped headfirst into 061's arms, rushing him backward.

061 rubbed his head, "What happened to ......?"

009 shivered and said, "Brother 061, Chi Xiaochi tell me ghost stories."

061: "...... Hmm?"

The time limit for the docking changeover was extremely short, and before he could ask 009 what had happened, 061 was forced to teleport back.

The gentle, questioning "hmm" reached Chi Xiaochi's ears and made them tingle.

After dinner, Chi Xiaochi is already back in the bedroom.

He set down his cup of black tea, "Back?"

061 asked, "How is 009 working out?"

"I don't know about the work situation, but the meal situation was good." Chi Xiaochi said, "I made a four-course meal and he rounded it up, not even a drop of vegetable soup left."

061's tone was rather helpless, "...... Well, he has a better appetite. When he wraps dumplings for Chinese New Year, he can eat a hundred and sixty of them."

Chi Xiaochi: "......"

He thought that 009 was probably shy because of his first meeting with himself and didn't play to his original level.

Poor hospitality, poor hospitality.

061 asked him, "Listen to 009, you tell him ghost stories."

Chi Xiaochi said matter-of-factly, "I didn't. Just asked him a few questions."

061 mulled it over and thought so.

Chi Xiaochi is clearly afraid of ghosts herself.

Chi Xiaochi went for the black tea cup again, but as soon as her fingers touched the handle, the whole cup was disintegrated into data with a shadow.

He touched the ground, his expression slightly dismayed.

061 extraordinarily liked Chi Xiaochi's childishness, which a sensible and sober person exudes unconsciously, and his voice showed a bit of laughter, "It's time to go to bed, don't drink this."

Chi Xiaochi bargained with him, "I want to see if Tang Huan Studio will release Yang Xiaoyan's name tonight."

061 said, "You're going to record a song tomorrow, you need to get your spirits up."

Still undeterred, Chi Xiaochi grinned and played along, "I can catch up on my sleep in the car."

061 said, "I can cut off your electricity and internet."

Chi Xiaochi says, "...... Well, Resident Teacher, count yourself out."

061 smiled, "This student, please hurry up and wash up in bed."

Chi Xiaochi was ready to stand up and asked in passing, "What is the resident teacher going to read tonight."

061 A: "Harry Potter."

Chi Xiaochi was suddenly silent.

He held his half-risen position and said, "Change it."

Chi Xiaochi s expression made 061 feel that he might not have done a very pretty job this time.

However, there was no need to ask anything more since it was in his mind.

061 nodded once and readily changed his mind, "...... Then we'll continue reading The House of Straw."

Waiting to arrange for Chi Xiaochi to go to sleep, 061 flipped on Harry Potter, using keyword searches and picking at episodes related to Sirius Black.

At about 2:00 a.m., Chi Xiaochi staggered out of bed.

061 thought he was up for the night, but he went straight to the small couch and nestled himself in.

061 Having been so engrossed in reading the book just now, I did not notice Chi Xiaochi's condition until now, when I realized that Chi Xiaochi's pajamas were thoroughly drenched in sweat and plastered to his body, tracing the lean ribs of Cheng Yuan's torso in a clear and visible manner.

He hadn't closed the window before he went to bed, and at that moment the wind picked up outside, filling the curtains with wind that rose and fell.

Chi Xiaochi looked at the silhouette of the wind and, momentarily in a trance, whispered, "Brother Lou, the wind is picking up outside."

The words would fall as the window slowly closed.

061's voice rang out, "Don't be afraid. I'm the one who turned it off. You've been sweating too much and you can't get cold now."

Chi Xiaochi said, "I know it's you."

061 inquired softly, "Having a nightmare?"

Chi Xiaochi answered him, "It's a good dream."

That was indeed a good dream.

The clatter of mahjong came from the first floor, eat, touch, listen, the women shouted out in shrill voices as if that would be good luck with the cards, the men rode bare-chested, in their mouths the oil and the war were relevant to them, shaking their bushels and getting high, each with a mirage of his own.

Upstairs, Chi Xiaochi is lying in bed, one on top of Lou Ying.

A hot wind picked up outside, squeaking the windows.

The wind was damp and earthy, and another cloud rolled in; it was going to rain.

Chi Xiaochi said, "Lou, the wind is picking up outside."

Lou Ying looked up from between his books and out the window, "It's going to rain."

Chi Xiaochi didn't care if it rained or not, and deliberately stomped on the spine of the book in Lou Ying's hand, blearily begging him to keep reading, "What happened. What happened to Blake?"

The book was tattered and torn, but Lou Ying had meticulously wrapped it in a snow-white cover, and Lou Ying's long, clean fingers stroked over it, making it fit perfectly.

He dropped his gaze back to the book with a slightly complicated expression.

After a few moments, he closed the book and sat up from the bed, "It's too late today, I'm going back. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Chi Xiaochi said, "You leave me the book, I'll read it myself."

Lou Ying smiled. He smiled with a light in his eyes.

"Leave you the book and you'll still sleep tonight? Stop it."

Chi Xiaochi became anxious and also got up from the bed: "Is he going to stay with Harry."

"Who?"

"Sirius."

"...... What do you think?"

Chi Xiaochi frowned, "Of course they have to be together, they have to be together. He needs Harry, and Harry needs him. But I have a feeling he's going to die."

Lou Ying put the book away in his bag, "Don't worry, he won't die."

Chi Xiaochi: "Really?"

Lou Ying said, "Really. I looked in the back. He's not dead, he's fine."

It's true that Sirius doesn't die in the next episode, and even shows up in the one after that, funny as ever and thoughtful as ever.

Although Lou Ying fell to his death before the next Harry Potter series came out, Sirius remained the weathered but bright-eyed teenager in Chi Xiaochi's mind for many years after that.

Until, on that talk show, he was told that Blake was dead.

He fell through the curtains and disappeared without a trace before Harry's eyes, and his body could not even be found.

The companionship of those who lived and died together, and the happy ending, are the stories Lou Ying wrote for him, imitating the translation style of writing.

...... "Not everyone you like can live".

Lou Ying didn't want Chi Xiaochi to understand this so early, but later, Chi Xiaochi did.

Back to the present.

061 didn't say anything, leaving him enough time to be silent.

Chi Xiaochi picks up a toothpick and thinks about what's on his mind.

061 took Chi Xiaochi's actions in, and his mind moved slightly.

...... As far as he knew, Chi Xiaochi had a smoking habit.

While not exactly an addiction, he prefers to have a cigarette in his mouth when he's in a state of reflection.

The Cheng family certainly had no shortage of good cigarettes for their guests, but Chi Xiaochi, ever since he became Cheng Yuan, had never once taken a drag on one of them, except for two puffs when he was testing Yang Baihua, in order to protect his voice.

Thinking of this, 061 a heart became extraordinarily soft.

Chi Xiaochi endures and restrains himself in this way, but has no friends to be there for him when he is upset.

Chi Xiaochi was so lost in thought that he was unaware of the subtle flow of data at his side.

061's figure changed from virtual to real and stood beside Chi Xiaochi.

The lonely soul was curled up inside Cheng Yuan's body, quiet, with only the toothpick being chewed by him, creaking and rattling.

He reached for Chi Xiaochi's shoulder, trying to comfort him as a new friend.

But only halfway there, his hand retracted, leaving only a remnant of the data stream to silently disappear into Chi Xiaochi's shoulder, dissolving into nothingness.

...... Well, 061 remembered Chi Xiaochi's aversion to physical contact just in time to avert a potential mess.

Chi Xiaochi seemed to have sensed something and turned his head to see nothing but a room immersed in darkness.

Before he could turn back around, the toothpick in his mouth unexpectedly disappeared into thin air, replaced by a hint of strawberry-flavored sweetness.

Chi Xiaochi let out a "hmmm" and spit out the contents of her mouth.

A lollipop.

Chi Xiaochi thought she knew who had done the trick and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I'm not a child."

061 said, "Gripping what is not gripping."

Chi Xiaochi thought it made sense and stuffed the lollipop back in, licking it slowly.

He asked, "Where did this candy come from."

061 said, "In exchange for Yang Baihua's favor value."

Chi Xiaochi licked her lollipop and criticized 061, "Teacher Six is leading the violation and has no teacher ethics."

061 coughed lightly to match his performance and said, "Teacher's ethics are for students. Only you are my student, I don't care about anyone else."

Chi Xiaochi was very touched and was about to express his feelings when he heard his esteemed teacher, Mr. Luk Luk, say, "After you finish eating go brush your teeth, hurry up, and get some sleep."

Chi Xiaochi isn't really trying to sleep and continues to slowly lick his lollipop.

061 Watching him eat the candy, his face surprisingly grew hot.

Chi Xiaochi doesn't seem to be able to eat candy well at all, licking and biting at the sticks, especially when he switches back to the "careless" channel, which matches his movements with an indescribable lust.

Chi Xiaochi was humiliated when a good candy fell into his hands.

061 kind of looked away, "...... You're so good at eating."

But Chi Xiaochi, rather unaware of how well she was doing, took the sucked transparent candy out of her mouth, "Huh?"

061: "......"

Forget it. Just remember to brush your teeth.

It wasn't until Chi Xiaochi woke up the next morning, refreshed, and turned on her cell phone, that she realized she had missed a big show last night.

The identity of the ...... plagiarist has been revealed.

Yang Xiaoyan is largely to blame for the speed of the exposure.

Yang Xiaoyan was a little known songwriter on the internet, and with her vain nature, the fact that her song was bought by Yundu was enough to blow her mind for a year.

"New song sold. This time I finally have money to be able to buy the little dress I've been longing for [heart] [heart] [heart]."

--This tweet was sent on the same day as the date of the contract provided by Yundu.

"It's still in production~ I don't know when I'll be able to hear the finished product ah, looking forward ing."

--The same day, Tang Huan posted a tweet with a picture of himself in the recording studio.

On top of that, she retweeted Tang Huan's sweepstakes tweet for the fifth anniversary of his debut, and even commented under Tang Huan's new album release tweet, "Hahahaha, finally heard it!"

Despite not naming who she sold her new song to, running down the timeline, all the clues point to her.

There's no shortage of idle hands in this world, and Tang Huan's fans are eager to find the originator of the plagiarism that has given their favorite bean a bad name to revile, not to mention Tang Huan's proprietor, Yundu, who is naturally trying to divert everyone's attention elsewhere.

That's how Yang Xiaoyan was found out.

Now that the names have been revealed, Tang Huan Studios simply struck while the iron was hot, updating their microblogging account once again and releasing the lawyer's letter that had been prepared overnight.

The name of the accused is clearly Yang Xiaoyan.

Seeing the "real" screenshots flying all over the place, Chi Xiaochi said with little sincerity, "Congratulations, a hit, C position."

He knows all too well that of those who condemn, very few are actually outraged by the plagiarism.

The netizens want hilarity, the studios want profit, so Yang Xiaoyan must be sacrificed.

Of course, you can't blame others for your own death.

Chi Xiaochi's innings actually gave her a way out.

--As long as she doesn't reach out and steal, she won't fall into any of Chi Xiaochi's elaborate schemes.

Early in the morning, Yang Xiaoyan's cell phone rang.

She stayed up until the latter part of last night and barely closed her eyes, not yet realizing that she had been peeled off online.

She picked up her cell phone sleepily, "...... Hello?"

An elegant male voice came from the other end of the phone, "May I ask if it's Ms. Yang Xiaoyan Yang?"

Yang Xiaoyan looked at his cell phone, found that it was an unfamiliar number, thought it was the courier he bought a few days ago arrived, secretly muttered how it was delivered so early.

"Leave it at the door."

"Ms. Yang, this is the Yunjing City Dingshan People's Court." The caller said, "There is a civil case related to you here that will be held on January 10th, please come to the Dingshan People's Court in time to receive a summons for the hearing ......"

Yang Xiaoyan didn't wait for him to finish and hung up the phone.

A moment later, the phone rang again.

She hung up again and handily blacklisted the number.

A subpoena? What subpoena?

A subpoena from Yundu? They really sued themselves?

She shook her hand, wanting to go to Weibo to see the movements of Yundu Studio, who would have thought that, just as soon as she entered Weibo, a sea of private messages and comments rushed her phone straight to death.

"Hello copy dog, are you up? Have you had any pangs of conscience today."

"Le thief! This industry is stank by rat turds like you!"

After reading only two articles, Yang Xiaoyan exited the microblogging site, shivering in panic.

How did they find out it was theirs?

And the subpoena ......

No, she's not picking it up! She can't pick it up!

As long as you don't take it yourself, it's fine! If you don't go, they can't go to court, so this case may be able to be avoided ......

That's how it was when I was a kid, when I went to someone's house to play by myself and broke their stuff, all she had to do was take it away quietly or simply hide and nothing would happen ......

Yang Xiaoyan didn't dare to disturb his housemates who were still asleep in their beds. With tears in his eyes, Yang Xiaoyan slipped out of his bed, squatted into the toilet, and dialed Yang Baihua's phone number.

When she opens her mouth, she cries in pain.

"Brother, what does Brother Xiao Cheng say on his side ...... Have you found him yet? Did he promise to help me? You quickly save me ah -"