Chapter 247: Slap, you and me, first kiss on the rooftop.

After taking advantage of the situation for nothing, Chi's mother was just trying to play nice, but she didn't realize that Chi Xiaochi was going to make her lose face.

A fist into the air, a cavity of mean words have no place to vent, she can only throw the phone on the dining table as if to vent her anger, turn into a windy change of topic, teaching Chi Xiaochi: "How many times have I told you, in the future, do not hang out with that Lou Ying. If you're close to him, you'll get black, and if you're close to him, you'll get black, and if you're close to him, you'll get black, and if you're close to him, you'll get black.

Chi Xiaochi piled his cell phone into his pocket offhand and asked, "I don't know, do I look like an ultrasound to you."

Mother Ikebukuro: "......"

When Chi Xiaochi was found to be smiling and talking poorly, she looked at Zhu Shoucheng for support, "Have you heard about it? Yesterday, Lou's kid, in front of a group of people, beat Chu's sister to death, and also beat up Chu's eldest son, tsk tsk, usually a quiet boy, not so tough."

Zhu Shoucheng laughs: "This is also a matter of the child's honor. Stealing is stealing, not stealing is not stealing, if you hold down the head to let the child recognize what he has not done, the child is also aggrieved ah."

"Who says it isn't." Mother Chi's tone of voice changed very quickly, "But then again, we are all neighbors, head to head, don't even give a little leeway, this child really doesn't know what's going on, can't behave."

It was nothing more than a casual conversation to liven up the atmosphere before the meal, and soon the topic was revealed.

After the dishes had passed the five flavors, Chi's father put down his chopsticks and looked eagerly at Mr. Zhu, "Mr. Zhu, I'm sorry, the dishes are shabby, are you enjoying your meal?"

Zhu Shoucheng laughed and said, "That's an exaggeration. Sister-in-law's handiwork is really good."

As soon as I heard Zhu Shoucheng took the initiative to draw close to the relationship, the father of the pool will know that things have a door, immediately put out the most earnest smile: "Mr. Zhu, today our family invited you to dinner, there is an ungrateful request ...... child is about to take the midterm exams, his grades, it is in the class, at most, is not a slippery, not on the top. The child himself is not worried, but the child's mother and I are worried to death. Our family only gave birth to him one, can only count on this child to get ahead, if he did not make it, I and his mother this life can even the last bit of hope are gone ......."

Chi Xiaochi took a sip of her tomato and egg soup, using the spoon to hide a small smile from the corners of her mouth.

The husband and wife are still the familiar style of Chi Xiaochi, and they are very sharp.

Treating people to a meal, talking about neighborhood feelings, and selling out is nothing more than trying to even the score on remedial classes and dabbling in classes that don't cost anything.

Before Zhu Shoucheng arrived, he had guessed five or six percent of the Chi family's parents' intentions in inviting him.

But now Zhu Shoucheng is genuinely in trouble.

There are still two days before the unified vacation time stipulated by the city, to Zhu Shoucheng summer vacation to make up for the number of parents, he has not yet agreed to be one by one comparison, screening and scoring, and finally only accept a private tutor students.

It was a habit he continued for many years.

Unfortunately, the quality of this class was not very good, so Zhu Shoucheng had already planned to take Chi Xiaochi into his pocket.

But after what he'd seen today, Chi Xiaochi didn't look like a little kid anymore, not exactly a worthy prey.

Zhu Shoucheng did not answer, which was somewhat unexpected by Chi Xiaochi.

As he remembers it, his father had just hinted at it for a couple of sentences, and Zhu Shoucheng agreed to start tutoring the next day.

What happened to ......?

Chi Xiaochi chewed on her chopsticks, her mind working fast.

With his past observation and understanding of Zhu Shoucheng, if he wasn't victimized himself this time, it would be someone else's turn.

With his mind racing, he tossed his chopsticks and said coldly, "Dad, stop it. Mr. Zhu came here so easily, can't we let him eat properly?"

Chi's father was wondering why Zhu Shoucheng hadn't answered his question, but he didn't want to say anything out of pocket, and was planning to continue lobbying, when he was interrupted by Chi Xiaochi, who turned his anger on him and glared at him, "Do you have a right to talk here?"

"Mr. Zhu has his own students to teach, so why should he take me." Chi Xiaochi said, "Besides, Lou tutored me fine, I don't go to anyone else."

Zhu Shoucheng sat to the side, admiring Chi Xiaochi's expression.

Chi Xiaochi, who got angry, finally regained a bit of the boyishness that made him tick.

Chi's father paid for a treat, but Chi Xiaochi was so annoyed that Chi's father said, "Shut up. What do you think your brother Lou is?"

Chi Xiaochi shot straight up, pointed straight at Zhu Shoucheng's nose, and cursed brightly, "And what good is he?"

A slap fell suddenly.

Chi father's palm callus, and accustomed to physical work, smashed Chi Xiaochi eyes a burst of starbursts.

Chi Xiaochi was trembling with anger, tears were coming down her eyes, and she was about to leave, but Chi's mother dragged her back: "Where are you going? Where are you going?" She said, "You're always running away when you're angry. I'm telling you, if you leave this house today, you'll never come back!"

Chi Xiaochi bit her lip and sat in place, still not holding back an aggrieved whimper.

Zhu Shoucheng, now distressed, pulled Chi Xiaochi over and looked at his slightly swollen face, "Brother, sister-in-law, let's talk things over, don't hit the child."

Chi's father's lingering anger was still fresh, "Ms. Zhu, you stay out of it. He doesn't know how to speak human language, so I, as a father, will teach him what to say."

Chi Xiaochi raised her tearful eyes and glanced at Zhu Shoucheng.

This glance contained a bit of fear, a bit of sorry, and a bit of help, wobbling with the light of water, attracted Zhu Shoucheng instantly soft heart, like what, busy protective Chi Xiaochi said: "Well, well, I promised to make up for his lessons."

Chi's father tugged at Chi Xiaochi, "Do you hear me? People don't remember the faults of small people! Why don't you apologize to Mr. Zhu?"

Chi Xiaochi naturally adhered to the attitude of I said your grandmother a leg of the apology, so angry that Chi's father lifted his stool with one foot: "Go stand by the window! Don't eat!"

Chi Xiaochi stood by the small window of the adjoining door, secretly peeled the orange Lou Ying had given him, and put a petal in his mouth.

The sweet and sour juice of the orange irritated the injured area and hurt a little.

Anger your parents and get a beating, it's that simple.

Turns out, it's the same in either world.

Chi Xiaochi swallows the orange, licks the inside of her mouth with her tongue full of concern for the teeth knocked into it, ignores the words of her parents behind her as they flatter Mr. Chu, and leans over the glass, puffing softly into the corner spot.

A mist briefly gathered on the glass because of the temperature difference.

Chi Xiaochi drew a sketchy smiley face on the glass, cocked her head, locked eyes with that smiley face for a while, and gave a similarly curved smile.

Right now, Lou Ying is standing outside his house, where the light doesn't shine.

He reached out and gently traced Chi Xiaochi's smiling face, left on the glass and fading away, back outside the glass.

Chi Xiaochi saw it and her spirit was lifted, holding onto the glass to stand up straight of her own accord, standing on her tiptoes and blocking Lou Ying's reflection outside with her body, and was just about to say something to him when Chi's mother's voice came from behind her in no uncertain terms, "Come back, sit down."

Chi Xiaochi reluctantly returned to the table, picked up the cold rice bowl, and just as she was about to start her chopsticks, Chi's mother knocked on the side of the bowl, "Why don't you thank Mr. Zhu? If Mr. Zhu hadn't interceded for you, you wouldn't have been able to eat all day tomorrow."

Chi Xiaochi parrots, "Thank you, Mr. Chu."

While the small storm passes peacefully, Chi Xiaochi still looks out the small window from the corner of his eye.

A dark slanting shadow still hit the glass, not moving as if it were the same ordinary still life.

But soon, a hand quietly peeked out and traced a small smiley face upside down in the corner of the window.

Zhu Shoucheng, the cautious old fox, is still on the table, so Chi Xiaochi doesn't dare to act too recklessly.

He only dared to sneak a smile in his bowl as he buried himself in it to eat.

At the end of the meal, Chi Xiaochi counted that, excluding the ones she hadn't seen, Lou Ying had drawn a total of sixty-seven smiley faces outside the window.

When Zhu Shoucheng was sent away, Chi Xiaochi followed him out and looked around to make sure that Lou Ying had disappeared down the corridor.

But as he leaned his back toward the spot where Lou Ying had been leaning, he realized that it was still warm.

...... One second before, he was still there.

Realizing this, Chi Xiaochi stayed where he was until the scent belonging to Lou Ying had completely disappeared into the night air, and then returned home, ready to wash up and go to bed.

As a result, he lost sleep.

Chi Xiaochi hasn't slept on the floor of her house in a long time.

My father's snoring came from the bed, and my mother's disheveled hair hung down from the side of the bed, streaked with white traces of unblended prickly heat powder. The family refrigerator squeaks and rumbles so loudly that Chi Xiaochi's pillow resonates, making Chi Xiaochi suspect that she is not holding a refrigerator, but a running soymilk machine, not far from her head.

Chi Xiaochi used to be used to such noises, but after years of suffering from insomnia, he couldn't tolerate them, not even the scent of orange peels on his pillow could soothe him.

So, he moved a physical card on himself.

Chi Xiaochi stood up and moved her neck a bit to look at the teenager sleeping peacefully on the floor with her eyes closed.

His left cheek had swollen, and the corner of his eye had been swept by Mother Ikki's sharp fingernails, leaving a small greenish-red scratch.

Chi Xiaochi pulled apart the soymilk machine, took a raw egg out of it, and squeezed it in his hand.

The door was pulled gently open with a click, sweeping in half a room of moonlight.

Chi Xiaochi closed the door behind him, walked out noiselessly, and then folded back in noiselessly about 10 minutes later.

The only difference was that the raw egg in his hand was cooked and peeled clean.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the body of the other Chi Xiaochi, asked him to rest on his lap and gently rubbed the cheeks of the "Chi Xiaochi" with a hard-boiled egg.

His long hair was tied up in a hair band and pulled back behind his head in a small ponytail, but there were still two stray strands of hair that slid behind his ear and into his eyes, framing Chi Xiaochi's own skin in a pale yet clean way.

It's an amazing feeling.

Chi Xiaochi realized for the first time that she was so small for being 14 years old.

Men, no matter what age they are, have the illusion that they are on top.

Chi Xiaochi cupped the teenager's still slightly rounded chin and chin, her expression trance-like and gentle.

After rubbing the bruises and swelling on his face, Chi Xiaochi lowered his head to sniff the teenager's hair, thinking that Zhu Shoucheng had touched his head before he left, so that a lingering scummy odor still pervaded the room to this day.

And with the injury on his face, his cheek couldn't easily touch water, at least for today.

After some thought, Chi Xiaochi picked the teenager up by his arms and carried him into the empty communal bathroom at the end of the second floor, laid him flat on his back on the bench with just a little bit of the top of his head exposed, padded a towel just below his neck, brought in the kettle of boiling water that had been used to boil the eggs earlier, and got the shampoo, squeezing the lemon-scented liquid into his palm, lathering it into his hair and rubbing it away.

If someone got up at night and saw this scene, they could probably go crazy with fear on the spot.

Chi Xiaochi also poured water on "Chi Xiaochi's" head while talking to him: "You can see me, can't you?"

Chi Xiaochi, who had surrendered control of his body, could not answer his questions and could only watch him from inside his body.

"Surprised, aren't you? I look so much like you." Chi Xiaochi summarized his identity briefly, "I'm you in another world. I left Lou behind and grew up alone."

For the rest of the way, there were no words.

To be honest, Chi Xiaochi didn't know what to say to his parallel world self.

When he was a child, he was on the same bridge as the "Chi Xiaochi" of this world.

"Chi Xiaochi" jumped, and he didn't.

He could understand Chi Xiaochi's reluctance and pain at that time. If he had jumped, he would have done whatever it took if a force in the underworld had promised him a chance to start over.

Regardless of whether or not she wants to let someone else take over her body, Chi Xiaochi will accept it even if it comes with a price tag and a sacrifice of her life after her revenge.

At least Lou will still be alive in this world.

At least Lou Ying won't have to be Chi Xiaochi.

But he didn't, and lost this possible encounter.

Chi Xiaochi grows up, gets hit by a chandelier, is chosen to be the host because of his strong obsession, offends the main god along the way, and is finally lowered into this world to reunite with his past self.

Two people with different choices, whose destinies were originally parallel, intersected here.

Such a destiny cannot but be marvelous.

Chi Xiaochi's palm is a gentle rustle of foam entangled with soft hair.

He thought hard about what to say to his younger self.

Thinking about it, Chi Xiaochi came up with an extremely important thing that he wanted to warn the teenager about.

-Don't be an actor based on good looks.

Actors get up earlier than a chicken, sleep later than a dog, eat worse than a pig, do more than a donkey, in addition to earning more than a person, basically is a head of livestock, do not deserve any privacy, the audience in the most vigorous desire to express themselves is always not to seriously look at the plot, found a little black spot with Columbus found the New World as quickly as the framed, a black picture exists in the cell phone has also been built specifically folder, more than with the parents of the photo together with the damned much.

There is nothing sadder than doing a kissing scene.

It was during her first kissing scene that Chi Xiaochi realized she had a disease.

Thinking about it now, Chi Xiaochi felt sorry for the actress.

From childhood to be praised beautiful little girl, easily determined to break through, the first time to shoot a kissing scene, the opponent just took her first kiss hastily shouted the card, and then rushed to the field kneeling in the garbage cans side of the vomit, a little bit of dignity are going to be furious, and it is no wonder that she refused to walk the red carpet with her arm later.

But when the words came out of his mouth, Chi Xiaochi smiled helplessly and swallowed them all.

He shouldn't be anyone's life coach, including himself.

After drying the teenager's hair with a hair dryer from the warehouse, Chi Xiaochi carried him home and put him to sleep in peace on the floor, turning herself up to the roof of the rooftop building.

The nighttime breeze dampened the heat and poured down the buttons into his white shirt, blowing a part of his back that had emptied out bulging like two wings that would extend out from behind him at any moment.

A figure crouched down on one knee beside him, "Excuse me, are there any more seats available here?"

Chi Xiaochi instinctively raised his arms to protect his side, as if trying to stop something from falling, and by the time he realized the ridiculousness of the action, the person next to him had already taken a step back with great care for his feelings.

Chi Xiaochi laughed at her own sketchiness and, deliberately not turning back or favoring her eyes, said seriously, "No more. But I still have a luggage space."

Lou Ying asked, "Then can I be Mr. Chi's luggage. The kind that doesn't weigh much, and can walk by itself, and can accompany Mr. Ji around the world."

Chi Xiaochi thought for a moment, "Sounds like a good deal."

Lou Ying then sat down beside Chi Xiaochi, who immediately put his luggage to use, intending to pounce on him and crush the not yet fully developed Lou Ying straight down.

Of course, his hand was already guarding Lou Ying's body, ready to prevent him from accidentally falling down the stairs.

Unexpectedly, his head leaned directly onto Lou Ying's shoulder.

Lou Ying: "......"

Chi Xiaochi : "...... Why are you so tall?"

Chi Xiaochi, at 1 meter 81, surprisingly looks a bit thin in front of Lou Ying, at 1 meter 88.

Lou Ying was a bit surprised by the hug, and after realizing his intention, she couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of her mouth.

He smiled and took Chi Xiaochi's hand that was protecting him from shrinking back, "Aren't cushions supposed to fit?"

Chi Xiaochi sizes up Lou Ying.

Like himself, he had used the card to extract himself from his original body, so he had regained his normal height, but was still only able to top the slightly baby face of 16 year old Lou Ying.

"It can only be restored to this extent." Lou Ying also knew that he was a bit weird like this, and said rather helplessly, "Because ...... of certain reasons, I'm not able to use my original face right now. You make do and see."

Chi Xiaochi laughed and sank into his cushion, eyes closed and motionless.

Lou Ying moved his hand and lightly touched his left cheek, "Does it hurt?"

Chi Xiaochi stretched and let him caress her comfortably, "It hurts."

When she saw Lou Ying pulling out a hard-boiled egg, just as she had done half an hour earlier, Chi Xiaochi nearly burst out laughing: "I don't want it. I'm not a child."

Lou Ying nudged him in the cheek, "Fixation."

Chi Xiaochi is not moving right now.

The soft yet hot protein rolled gently across his cheek like a warm kiss.

Chi Xiaochi didn't move a muscle and said, "Why don't you talk to me when you know I'm awake?"

"You're keeping ...... company," Lou Ying deliberated on how to summarize what had just happened, "That Xiaochi was talking and I didn't want to interrupt. Besides, I should learn to say something to my face now, so that I don't have to go back later and learn it from scratch."

Chi Xiaochi was silent for a long time, looking up at the sky.

The various industries around here are quite developed and, accordingly, quite polluted, and there are not many days when you can see the stars.

Fortunately, there is wind tonight.

"Lou."

"Hmm?"

"It's a wonderful world, isn't it?"

Lou Ying, not quite sure what he was trying to say, only responded gently, "Uh-huh."

Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything else, and Lou Ying didn't ask any more questions.

The fish certainly has the right to marvel at the deliciousness of the bait in front of it, but Lou Ying is confident that his Xiaochi won't be foolish enough to open his mouth and bite into it.

Chi Xiaochi lay on top of him and drifted off to sleep.

After calling out to him twice to make sure he was asleep, Lou Ying flattened him out and the two of them collapsed side by side onto the soft mattress that had sprung up out of thin air on the floor.

He didn't want to send Chi Xiaochi back to his own home for the time being, and he didn't want to startle Xiaochi, who had a shallow consciousness, so he might as well just let him sleep here for a while until the physical card expired, and he'd be automatically transported back downstairs into the sleeping teenager.

Lou Ying sidled over to Chi Xiaochi and padded her hand through her hair, kissing the back of her hand with restraint.

"Good night."

With those words, Lou Ying rested her arm behind his head, reached out and waved a cloud to gather and block the moon, turned off the lights for Heaven and Earth, and closed her eyes, ready to fall asleep with him.

Who would have thought that he hadn't closed his eyes for long when he heard Chi Xiaochi call to him in a small voice, "Brother Lou?"

...... not asleep?

Lou Ying turned to face Chi Xiaochi, but didn't open his eyes, as if he had only been startled for a moment by a vague noise, and soon fell back to sleep.

Chi Xiaochi also looked sideways at Lou Ying, a sudden surge of intense curiosity rising at the thought of his future and his first kissing scene.

...... He remembers the first time he and Lou Ying kissed, it was in the mech world, with a pheromone drive that led to that misplaced kiss.

That time could only be considered an unavoidable physical impulse, other than that, it seemed like he hadn't once taken the initiative, and he wasn't sure what kissing really tasted like, whether he would be repulsed by it, or anything like that.

"...... Lou?"

Seeing that Lou Ying did not answer, Chi Xiaochi moistened his lips a little and quietly moved over to him, discreetly touching the corner of his lips.

Lou Ying's fists clenched violently, his arms tightening and bulging with lines of muscle.

But Chi Xiaochi didn't notice. He smacked his lips, tasted the flavor, and realized that he surprisingly didn't really feel much of a revulsion.

He wasn't very good at kissing. Since Sun Lao knew about this problem of his, when he wrote scripts for him, he would also try to avoid kissing scenes, so he didn't have much time to practice.

Today, for the first time, he did something like this.

The texture of the lips was soft, like some kind of delicious food that called for another insatiable taste.

He carefully lowered his head again and kissed the beads of Lou Ying's lips.

Lou Ying's bite muscles closed for a moment, and Chi Xiaochi immediately retreated like a scared bird. Because of the rapid separation, there was a small watery chirping sound from the lip to lip joint.

Chi Xiaochi watched Lou Ying for a while, suspecting that it was another illusion.

He felt himself getting a little warmer, and after holding the back of his hand to his face for a moment, he leaned in close to Lou Ying again, a kiss that wandered half-heartedly, wanting to fall, for a while before he chose to close his lips around his bottom lip.

Three trials were conducted and all were declared successful.

Satisfied, Chi Xiaochi reclined back into Lou Ying's arm, feeling that she would be able to have good dreams tonight.

As he closed his eyes, Lou Ying opened one, peeked at him, and whirled around, pretending to roll over and take the man into his arms.

Chi Xiaochi was in a daze, felt being held into a piece of warmth, and went along with him.

While being kissed by Chi Xiaochi, Lou Ying thought a lot, most of all that he might not be able to sleep today.

But the biggest blessing was that he had the time to watch Xiaochi all night long.

Lou Ying gently soothed Chi Xiaochi's back of the heart with his hand and repeated what he had just said a second time.

"Good night, Xiaochi."