Zhuang Baihua looked at the man with a strange expression, mumbling, "Why are you here?"
Chi Yue found a pair of slippers, put them on naturally, and said, "Can't you come? It was you who personally entered my information into the password lock."
That’s why Chi Yue was able to open the door and come in directly.
Zhuang Baihua was embarrassed to say that he had completely forgotten about giving Chi Yue the authority. He thought it was a stalker. He cleared his throat and said, "This is a different time. I treated you as a junior then, but who knew that you would..." How dare you set your sights on me.
Chi Yue immediately grasped the key point: "If you don't treat me as your junior now, then what do you treat me as?"
Zhuang Baihua glared at him.
Chi Yue changed her shoes, picked up the bag at her feet, and stared at Zhuang Baihua calmly: "Not welcome?"
Zhuang Baihua stared at him for a long time, then finally turned around and asked calmly, "What do you want to drink?"
Chi Yue looked at his back, smiled imperceptibly, lowered her head, and quickly sent a message on her mobile phone.
Zhuang Baihua saw that Chi Yue hadn't caught up, so he turned around and cast a questioning look at her. Chi Yue immediately put away her phone, walked over with her bag, and said, "That person might be angry at you. I thought about it and decided that moving in with you would be the best solution."
Zhuang Baihua poured a glass of water for Chi Yue, put it in his hand, and said, "As soon as you came in, I understood what you were thinking."
Instead of worrying about each other, it is better to stay together, but this way it is easy to be caught by that person.
But it also makes it easier to bring out that person.
So Zhuang Baihua did not stop Chi Yue from coming in, but just asked with a little curiosity: "Does your father agree with you?"
It’s not that Zhuang Baihua is narcissistic, he just thinks that Luo Zhenduo should stop Chi Yue for him.
Chi Yue grinned and said, "He can't stop me."
Chi Yue didn't tell Zhuang Baihua that before leaving home, he made a bet with Luo Zhenduo. If Zhuang Baihua didn't let him into the house, he would go home obediently and not mention living with Zhuang Baihua; if Zhuang Baihua opened the door to him, Luo Zhenduo could no longer stop him.
Now it seems that he has won.
Zhuang Baihua looked at Chi Yue with a problem child's gaze. Chi Yue's expression was calm, but his eyes were shining brightly. He looked around the apartment, suppressed his excitement, and asked Zhuang Baihua, "Is there anything unusual here?"
Zhuang Baihua said unhappily: "You are their target. I have nothing to worry about."
When Chi Yue heard him say that, she lowered her eyes, with the corners of her eyes pulled back, forming a look of grievance, and whispered, "Will I implicate you if I come here?"
Zhuang Baihua twitched his lips and said, "Don't pretend."
Chi Yue now has mastered the skill of switching expressions. Sometimes he is cold, sometimes he is sharp. What is more frightening is that he knows exactly how to act coquettishly in front of Zhuang Baihua.
"I said I wanted to lure that person out." Zhuang Baihua didn't look at Chi Yue, lest he soften his heart. "You should stay in the guest room like last time. There are beddings in the closet. Go and change them yourself."
Chi Yue felt even more aggrieved: "Last time you made my bed yourself and took care of me all the time, this time your salary has dropped too quickly."
"Last time I cared about the people, but this time I found out you don't need any care."
Zhuang Baihua walked into the study and Chi Yue followed behind him. When the two of them entered the room, Chi Yue saw the "Selected Works of Mao Zedong" on the desk.
He took a few steps forward, picked up the book from the table, lowered his head and flipped through it. After a while, he said, "You are wrong. How can you exclude me from the masses?" He looked away from the pages of the book and looked at Zhuang Baihua with a smile in his eyes. "If I had come to the study last time to read your book, maybe I could have scored higher in the political thought courses."
Zhuang Baihua educated him in a conscientious tone: "You young people really should learn more about these things and improve your ideological awareness."
Chi Yue nodded in agreement and took the books to put on the bookshelf. Zhuang Baihua walked over, took back his copy of Selected Works of Mao Zedong, and sent him out: "Go pack your things. I have to wash up, too."
I don’t know how long this will last. I’m afraid I’ll have to wait until the fifth paranoid boss shows up before I can calm down.
Chi Yue followed Zhuang Baihua's instructions and walked out of the study to make her own bed. Zhuang Baihua put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf, looked at the row of ideological literature on the bookshelf, and pursed his lips.
He was also a loser. He was so nervous when he was alone just now, but when Chi Yue appeared, he felt relaxed.
Zhuang Baihua turned his head and looked towards the study window. Not long ago, he felt that this window was like a monster's mouth, dark and full of holes, but now it seemed ordinary no matter how he looked at it.
Zhuang Baihua laughed at himself in his heart as he walked over and closed the window tightly.
Zhuang Baihua walked out of the study and wanted to see how Chi Yue had cleaned up, but found that Chi Yue was not in the guest room.
He thought about it, walked towards the master bedroom, and sure enough, he saw Chi Yue spreading the sheets on the floor.
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
Seeing him coming, Chi Yue said confidently: "You said the same thing as last time, and I slept like this last time."
Last time, Chi Yue had been sleeping on the floor in Zhuang Baihua's room for some reason, and now he wanted to do the same thing again.
Zhuang Baihua recalled that Chi Yue at that time was like a small wild animal hiding in the depths of the jungle, secretly staring at people, alert all over, but also longing for human love and care, how pitiful.
It’s not like now, when people have a lot of crooked ideas and stick to others with a sense of righteousness.
Chi Yue was afraid that Zhuang Baihua would chase him away, so he sat down on the bed. Zhuang Baihua came over and kicked him with his toes, saying, "If I really open a crack in the door for you, you can bring in an elephant."
Chi Yue smiled: "What kind of metaphor is this, but I like it." He looked at Zhuang Baihua tenderly, "I want to break into your heart."
Zhuang Baihua turned his head and pretended to have goose bumps: "Why don't you learn something else? Why do you have to learn Tang Feng's greasy words?"
Chi Yue was dissatisfied: "Don't mention other men at this time." He paused and added, "The closer I am to you, the more I can ensure your safety."
Zhuang Baihua couldn't help but remind him again: "Their target is you, not me."
"Then you have to hold me close to avoid being kidnapped." Chi Yue said with a smile.
Zhuang Baihua finally couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed out loud: "You think you are a cute little white flower that everyone loves."
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that Chi Yue was really a little white flower. It was just that Chi Yue had been moving further and further away from the image of a little white flower recently, and he had even forgotten about it.
Zhuang Baihua called him a white flower in front of Chi Yue, but Chi Yue didn't react at all. Instead, she took advantage of the situation and said, "Oh? Everyone loves him. How about you?"
Zhuang Baihua suddenly felt complicated and speechless. When did the little white flower become so slick? He said to Chi Yue, "Talk less and go to sleep."
As he walked towards the bathroom, he warned Chi Yue: "Don't do anything weird, or I won't let you stay here."
Chi Yue quickly lay down on the ground to occupy the territory, and waved his hand comfortably: "Understood."
When Zhuang Baihua came out of the shower, Chi Yue had already closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.
Zhuang Baihua breathed a sigh of relief and had to admit that Chi Yue handled the situation very well. She would never pester when it was time to step back and leave space, but once there was a chance, she would stick to him and try her best to make her presence felt.
Zhuang Baihua tiptoed to the bed, thinking about what had just happened.
Chi Yue had no reaction to the word "little white flower". This word was mentioned many times in the original book, which shows that Chi Yue really did not read the original book.
So it really wasn't a time travel, Chi Yue is Chi Yue herself, a native of the world of this melodramatic novel.
Is it rebirth
Zhuang Baihua had suspected it several times, and only recently confirmed that Chi Yue knew the facts of the plot, but he was unable to find out what he had experienced. Judging from Chi Yue's attitude, it didn't seem like he had been reborn.
Chi Yue is too negative. If anyone else were given another chance, they wouldn't be like him.
Zhuang Baihua was lying on the bed, thinking wildly. All the paranoid bosses before had their own fates, and now this one is the last one. Chi Yue has also changed a lot. I don't know where the plot will go in the future.
Zhuang Baihua has always been curious about the ending of the original book. In the book, did Chi Yue accept any of the paranoid male supporting characters
When he thought of this possibility, Zhuang Baihua felt weird. He couldn't imagine Chi Yue being with Tang Feng, Xi Yin or Wei Congsen.
What about the original owner? He even prepared a ring for Chi Yue. If Chi Yue accepted him, it would not matter if he traveled through time and space.
The more Zhuang Baihua thought about it, the more confused he became. He raised his body slightly and looked at Chi Yue who was sleeping soundly beside him. Chi Yue was covered with a quilt, with only the tip of her delicate chin showing. She was sleeping peacefully and calmly.
Zhuang Baihua slowly lay back down, stop thinking too much and go to bed early.
Perhaps because he was worried, or perhaps the shadow of the peeping Tom was still looming in his heart, Zhuang Baihua did not sleep well.
He dreamed of the time when Chi Yue came to live in his apartment. At that time, Chi Yue did not sleep most of the night, and stood at the head of his bed, staring at him until dawn.
In the dream, Chi Yue looked like a ghost, with sinister eyes and a light and floating figure, which was surprisingly similar to the “illusory” description of the fifth paranoid boss in the original book.
Zhuang Baihua was restless in his dream. He felt like he was being watched. It was as if there were fine needles pricking his skin and countless pairs of eyes were staring at him. This feeling was too uncomfortable, as if someone was strangled by the neck and he felt suffocated and powerless.
Zhuang Baihua opened his eyes, turned his head dazedly, and saw a dark shadow beside the bed.
Chi Yue stood beside the bed, looking down at him.
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
Yesterday happened again.
Zhuang Baihua was too lazy to describe Chi Yue at this moment. Anyway, he was exactly the same as before. This person was joking with him before going to bed just now, but now he was pitch black and had turned back into such a horrible appearance.
"I'm sorry, I can't control myself." Chi Yue said gloomily, his body hidden in the shadows of the night.
Zhuang Baihua sat up on the bed, squinted at his pale face, and asked, "Are you spying on me?"
Chi Yue's voice was hoarse and tired. He said, "I was afraid you wouldn't see me, so I couldn't help looking at you when I woke up." He couldn't control himself as he spoke, and didn't dare to look away for a moment.
He paused for a moment and asked Zhuang Baihua with difficulty: "Am I no different from those perverts?"
This is not the first time Chi Yue asked this kind of question, he cares about this matter very much.
Even though he didn't want to, the actions of those paranoid male supporting characters still affected him.
He had lived under long-term surveillance and spying, and he consciously followed that person's example and kept a close eye on Zhuang Baihua.
This is a perversion engraved deep in his mind.
Zhuang Baihua thought about it, resigned himself to his fate and pulled back the quilt from his body, patted the soft bed, and said, "Come up."
Chi Yue widened her eyes slightly and looked at Zhuang Baihua suspiciously, thinking that she had heard wrongly.
Seeing that he didn't move, Zhuang Baihua reached out, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to his side.
Zhuang Baihua felt a little regretful. He had been committed to restoring the paranoid male supporting characters to normal, but the one who actually needed treatment the most was Chi Yue.