Chapter 12 Can you please stop talking about Du Zhiruo all the time?

The two of them went to the auditorium where the choir competition was held, but unfortunately the door was locked, so they couldn't get in and could only wander around the periphery.

Cheng Luanxin tiptoed into the auditorium and peeked: "I haven't been here for a long time, but it still smells familiar. Haven't we participated in many activities here?"

Song Qiuchi nodded: "Various competitions, lectures, and oath-taking rallies."

Cheng Luanxin seemed to recall something: "Ah, the oath-taking ceremony, and I was the one who led the oath. At the time, I felt quite immature and ashamed, but now when I think back, that was youth."

Song Qiuchi: "..."

Okay, I know you think I'm embarrassed.

Then, the two of them came to the playground. The empty playground seemed particularly empty. They walked up to the stands and sat down side by side.

Cheng Luanxin gestured with her hands to frame the viewfinder: "I really want to participate in another sports meet."

Song Qiuchi thought to himself, "You haven't participated in any event in the three-year sports meet. What's there to miss?" So he reminded him, "I'm not very good at sports, so I haven't participated in any events."

Cheng Luan thought to herself, "But I don't have to go to class. I can just sit here and eat and drink. How relaxing!"

Song Qiuchi said: "You have participated in quite a lot of projects."

Cheng Luan thought for a moment and said, "It seems so. I have participated in long-distance running and high jump."

The director beside him interrupted: "Since you miss it so much, how about we play an interactive game..."

The two quickly refused: "No, no, I don't miss it that much."

Barrage:

"Hahahahaha, no need, no need, absolutely no need."

"These two people are typical examples of Ye Gong liking dragons, hahahahahahaha"

"What should I do? Seeing them makes me want to go back to my school days!!"

The two of them walked around the campus for a whole morning and were a little tired. They changed out of their school uniforms, left the campus, and came to a dessert shop near the school.

The owner of the dessert shop recognized Cheng Luanxin at a glance: "Oh, isn't this Luanxin? I haven't seen you for a long time. How come you have time to come here today?"

Song Qiuchi was stunned. He didn't expect Cheng Luanxin to have such a wide network of contacts. "Hello, Auntie."

Cheng Luanxin was indeed very familiar with the boss lady and knew that she had a good temper, so she smiled and asked, "Auntie, look at me, do you recognize me?"

The proprietress looked at Cheng Luanxin carefully and smiled. "Oh. Aren't you the one from the movie, Song Qiuchi? Welcome, welcome. What would you like to drink today? Auntie will treat you!"

"A bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine dumplings," Cheng Luanxin touched Song Qiuchi's arm, "What do you want?"

Song Qiuchi rarely eats out, and this was her first time at this dessert shop. She thought for a moment and said, "I'll get the same thing as you."

The lady boss smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make it for you right away."

While the proprietress was preparing the ingredients, Cheng Luanxin leaned over to Song Qiuchi's ear and asked, "Are you allergic to the fermented rice wine?"

Song Qiuchi thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. I've never drunk it."

Cheng Luan thought to herself, "Then try it. It's delicious. I always order it when I come here."

Barrage:

"??? Is there anything we can't listen to???"

"U1s1 Qiuchi still takes good care of Luanbao."

"It's confirmed that they are a couple."

The sweet osmanthus wine dumplings were served, sweet and soft. Cheng Luanxin scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth, with a look of satisfaction on her face.

Song Qiuchi glanced at her and also scooped up a spoonful, savoring it carefully.

Cheng Luanxin asked softly, "I didn't lie to you. It tastes good, right?"

Song Qiuchi nodded: "It's quite delicious."

Cheng Luanxin wanted to just pick up the bowl and eat heartily, but she didn't want to do it for Song Qiuchi's sake. "Their dessert is really good, cheap and they're generous with the ingredients. Every time I achieve something, I buy a bowl to reward myself."

She thought about it and felt that this poor statement did not seem to be in line with Song Qiuchi's status. She added: "Because my family doesn't allow me to eat these outside, I have to come here secretly, haha."

Song Qiuchi was silent for a moment, then pointed at the red spots on Cheng Luanxin's neck and said, "You've come here secretly so many times, and you haven't noticed that you're allergic..."

Cheng Luanxin: "..."

I'm actually allergic.

No, to be able to drink like this in just one gulp, Song Qiuchi's body must be too delicate, right?!

Cheng Luan was panicked: "What should I do? Do I need to go to the hospital?"

Song Qiuchi narrowed his eyes, leaned close to Cheng Luanxin's neck to take a look, and then gently touched it: "It shouldn't be necessary at this level, it will go away after a while. But you can't drink this bowl of fermented rice balls anymore."

Cheng Luan's heart was bleeding. She had finally come back and wanted to drink a bowl of delicious food from her memory, but such a tragedy happened.

"Then this bowl of fermented rice dumplings..."

After all, the production crew was still filming, and wasting food was always bad. Song Qiuchi lowered his eyes and took the rice dumplings with fermented rice: "I'll drink it for you."

Cheng Luanxin opened her eyes wide: "?!"

She watched Song Qiuchi finish his own bowl of rice dumplings, then continued to drink hers as if nothing had happened.

In Cheng Luanxin's impression, this is something only people with a very close relationship would do. Anyway, so far, only her grandma has eaten her leftovers.

And Song Qiuchi, despite having so many flaws, actually didn't dislike her...

Cheng Luanxin couldn't help but blush and pretended not to care as she scrolled through her phone.

Barrage:

"Sisters, have you noticed that Luanbao is particularly knowledgeable about allergies, just like she's always taking care of Qiuchi?"

"Luanbao really helped Qiuchi drink up the remaining fermented rice dumplings!!! Doesn't that round off to a kiss?!"

"Oh yeah, Akichi is shy."

"Chi Xin secretly promised kswl"

…

Finally, the half-day recording session ended, and the two of them got back in the car for the return trip. The production crew politely evacuated the two of them from their nanny car, leaving them alone in the back cabin, giving them plenty of quiet and privacy.

Cheng Luanxin took out a small mirror from her bag and looked left and right: "Look, has the red spot on my neck almost disappeared?"

Song Qiuchi said: "Yes, be careful in the future and don't drink."

Cheng Luanxin recalled Song Qiuchi's prohibitions on this and that, and suddenly felt that life was boring. She lay back in her chair and sighed, "Alas..."

Seeing her as unruly as a puddle of mud, Song Qiuchi said unhappily, "Sit up straight."

Cheng Luan said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you so mean to me when we're not recording the show?"

Song Qiuchi: "Is this to scare you? This is to make you maintain good habits."

Cheng Luanxin had no choice but to sit up straight. "Beta should be planning the date tomorrow, right? Who do you think Zhiruo will ask out of the two of us?"

Song Qiuchi asked back: "How do you know it's us two?"

Cheng Luanxin said innocently: "We are classmates?"

Song Qiuchi felt that Du Zhiruo was not as harmless as he had imagined. He opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.

Cheng Luanxin was immersed in her own world, muttering softly: "Alas, if I hadn't exchanged souls with you, I might have been with Zhiruo."

Song Qiuchi: "..."

Song Qiuchi couldn't stand her love-brained look and deliberately said, "If I hadn't swapped souls with yours, I would be the one asking Du Zhiruo out today."

Cheng Luan was unhappy: "Song Qiuchi, you think we can never be exchanged, right? You have to think of a way, you can't just sit there and wait for death, right?"

Song Qiuchi asked in return: "What if I can never get it back?"

Cheng Luanxin looked annoyed: "That's definitely not possible. I can't use your body to pursue Zhiruo. If I catch her, it will be yours or mine. I can't let her love your body and my soul, right?"

Song Qiuchi: "...could you please stop talking about Du Zhiruo all the time?"

Cheng Luanxin: "If not Zhiruo, who else can we mention?"

Song Qiuchi didn't want to argue with her about this issue, so she simply said, "I've asked a friend who knows about this to seek advice. They should be able to find a solution, so you don't have to worry so much. If you really can't get it back, life must go on. I will take good care of your grandma, and I can only ask you to adapt to my life."

Cheng Luanxin collapsed again: "How can you be so cold-blooded? You can talk about blood ties so lightly."

Song Qiuchi admitted: "I am indeed slow in emotions."

Cheng Luanxin shook her head: "With such empathy, she can become a movie queen. It's unfair."

Song Qiuchi didn't say anything.

She knew that what Cheng Luanxin said was right. For ordinary people, blood is thicker than water. If something as outrageous as exchanging souls with other people happened, the first thing they would think of would be what to do with their relatives and friends.

But Song Qiuchi didn't. Since the incident, all she cared about was her public image.

From childhood to adulthood, she was praised the most for being mature and sensible, but she knew in her heart that she was actually very naive. The reason why she looked mature and sensible was only because she had a dull and cold personality. To put it bluntly, she was selfish and cold-blooded.

This is also the reason why she chose to be an actor. She hopes that by interpreting different roles, she can broaden her emotional perception and become a person with rich emotions.

But unfortunately, even though she was able to recreate the character's emotions brilliantly according to the director's guidance, she still couldn't achieve true empathy.

If she had to say something, she was actually a little envious of Cheng Luanxin for being able to express her feelings so openly and freely.

Cheng Luanxin, who was acting unrestrainedly beside her, had fallen asleep at some point, with his furry head gently resting on her shoulder.

Song Qiuchi paused and raised her right shoulder slightly so that she could lie more comfortably.