Double bond hydrogen bond

“Sissy, Sissy!”

Chu Yiqi tossed the earphones to Xi Ai, who caught them perfectly. Xi Ai then glanced at the person who was just two steps away from her and slightly raised her eyebrows.

Chu Yiqi asked, "Are you done with your work?"

Xi Ai had just finished turning off her laptop, so she asked directly, "What's wrong?"

"Put your custom-made headphones on and hurry downstairs. They said there's a rehearsal tomorrow morning, and they'll go over the song again when we get there."

"Oh." Xi Ai jogged to catch up, grabbed a light jacket, and draped it over Chu Yiqi's shoulders without a word.

Chu Yiqi hesitated, opening his mouth and then closing it again.

"What's wrong?"

"Is this your coat?" The question was phrased with a questioning tone, yet conveyed a statement of certainty.

Xi Ai finally realized something was wrong: "There's nothing we can do about it, you'll have to make do."

Actually, this kind of thing was quite common in the past, only the roles were reversed.

Xi Ai could just grab her phone and run out the door, while Chu Yiqi would always turn back at the door, grabbing mosquito repellent spray and then putting on his own jacket.

Whether it was intentional or not, every time they went out for a while, Xi Ai would link arms with Chu Yiqi, wave a piece of clothing that had somehow ended up in her hand, and then rub against Chu Yiqi's matching but different colored coat, asking in a sticky, affectionate tone, "I'm freezing, Chu Yiqi."

Chu Yiqi glanced at Xi Ai's short-sleeved shirt and feigned helplessness: "What's the point of you specifically asking me?"

"Prove the necessary and sufficient condition?" Xi Ai laughed as she wrapped herself in her coat, then began to mutter, "You imitated my perfume!"

"That's yours," Chu Yiqi said calmly.

But Xi Ai could easily grasp the part she wanted to hear in the calm, and then happily hug Chu Yiqi as they slowly walked the winding road.

Chu Yiqi looked at the coat she was wearing and suddenly felt that something was off.

Xi Ai waited for the elevator with her arms crossed, and Chu Yiqi also inexplicably smelled a very familiar scent.

Xi Ai glanced at her again and again, and Chu Yiqi finally noticed something was wrong. She sniffed and asked, "Why do you still have a bottle of that perfume?"

Which one?

Chu Yiqi replied without hesitation: "The one you call 'plum wine'."

"I'm the spokesperson, so what if I kept one for myself?"

Xi Ai answered frankly, which made Chu Yiqi feel guilty. He turned around and saw Xi Ai pretending to be studying her nails, and realized that Xi Ai was doing it on purpose.

But she couldn't find any fault with Xi Ai, so she kept quiet.

But amidst that gentle scent of perfume, Chu Yiqi belatedly realized something unusual about Xi Ai's smile just now.

—Is she trying to hide something?

that is!

Sisley never mentioned that those perfumes were connected to anyone, just some "coincidences".

It seems like, maybe, I just took it personally?

Chu Yiqi bit her lower lip, then thought about it again and comforted herself.

It's all Xi Ai's fault!

It was clearly Xi Ai herself who sent herself a gift box containing "Plum Wine".

Is it my fault for making these connections now?

Chu Yiqi looked up again, her eyes clearer. She calmly met Xi Ai's gaze in the mirror and looked into her eyes.

The journey was abruptly interrupted when the elevator doors opened.

"Hopefully!" Yu Nianxi curled herself up into a ball, while Zizai used Meng Yike's sun-protective clothing to cover any possible bites. "Mosquito repellent spray, please help..."

"Xi Ai, you should hurry up too."

"So, little taro filling girl, can't you have a little bit of your idol image to maintain?" Xi Ai ran over wearing a beautiful dress with an exquisite vintage and artistic style, along with a short denim jacket.

Yu Nianxi had no doubt that Xi Ai's half-dry, messy hair, clipped up with clips, was intentional. Even if she hadn't spent ages tying her hair up, it must have been a hairstyle Xi Ai had specifically chosen!

With a clear objective—Chu Yiqi was certain—he opened his eyes and looked again and again.

That despicable visual of the group! It's one thing to be good-looking, but to knowingly flirt with his ex-girlfriend who clearly still has feelings for him is just too much.

Even if it really is very, very beautiful...

As Yu Nianxi mentally rehearsed her lines, she took the spray from Xi Ai's hand, only to find her vision going black again when she turned around.

Chu Yiqi was clearly enjoying himself, leaning against the wall and watching Xi Ai wait for her; he was even wearing Xi Ai's coat!

As soon as Xi Ai left, Yu Nianxi whispered to Meng Yike, "Look at Xi Ai!"

Meng Yike glanced at the person who flew to Chu Yiqi's side like a little butterfly, and finally said calmly, "Actually, sometimes when they say they've reconciled, I believe them."

"Exactly, they even put on such a... how is it possible for it to match the jacket Yiqi is wearing underneath..."

Nie Chuiying had tied Shi Yunshan's shoelaces without her noticing. She stood up and said, "Have you ever seen Chu Yiqi wearing anything other than Song Dynasty clothes or pajamas at night before? What is Yiqi doing? It's so hard to guess."

Wow, she's a natural-born fangirl who loves to play spot the differences.

Getting any sweet moments from your favorite couple is like checking the weather.

So easy.

The group of four was unusually quiet, each with a different expression.

"Is something on your mind that you're so quiet?" Chu Yiqi walked over without noticing, feeling a little strange.

“No, that’s not true,” Shi Yunshan said first. “I’m just a little tired, tired from being dragged to work at night.”

Nie Chuiying seamlessly replied, "Maybe it's because filming the group variety show has been so much fun lately."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xi Ai looked at the four workaholics without saying a word.

Mingming adapted well when Zhou Qingxi and Zhou Yangxi came to visit last week and they rehearsed together in the evening. She was tired on the last day of the performance.

In other words, Chu Yiqi didn't think about it in detail.

So where to go?

Su Luojian returned from the door and overheard the conversation, so she said, "I've called a car. Is it okay if I pick out a KTV for you?"

"..." Chu Yiqi was a little surprised. "May I ask you this? It's eight o'clock now, and this For 8 is going to a karaoke bar to practice singing?"

Xi Ai naturally tugged at Chu Yiqi's arm, and no one thought anything was wrong.

Xi Ai smiled and said, "I will record this day."

"Alright, hurry up, kids."

"Alright, no prize for guessing. Who can remember the lyrics of Yi songs the most clearly right now?"

"Of course, it's scheduled."

As a local, and having received instruction from her school before the high school entrance exam, Yu Nianxi had absolutely no intention of surpassing anyone else, and quickly declared herself number one: "Could it be that the so-called dialect genius of the past was just hyped up by marketing accounts?"

Chu Yiqi is a humanoid cheat that makes learning dialects and minority languages ​​exceptionally easy.

The only downside is that learning a foreign language is like a nightmare.

For example, since I started studying abroad, my French proficiency is only sufficient for basic everyday conversations.

Xi Ai suddenly smiled and deliberately said, "Of course Chu Yiqi is very capable. Not to mention Yi language, our Chu Yiqi can also speak French fluently now, okay?"

"..."

Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?

Very good, Xi Ai, you are a genius.

Chu Yiqi gritted his teeth, then gave Xi Ai a standard smile and said, "I hate you."

A broken French sentence.

"Please translate this!"

"She said she likes me the most," Xi Ai said shamelessly.

"..." Chu Yiqi exposed the lie, "She hates it the most."

The next morning, it was rehearsal again.

So much so that by noon, Meng Yike was a little dazed. Holding a box of delicious-looking lunchbox, she asked weakly, "So am I getting my lunchbox now?"

"Hmm, I've finished claiming the ad resurrection." Chu Yiqi was in a daze, then remembered that she was about to confirm the outfit, so she quickly added another twist before the resurrection point, "Twenty minutes until the resurrection point."

"It's okay. I feel a little better when I think about how Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang are also rushing to the resurrection competition." Xi Ai was still struggling.

Big Shuang and Little Shuang – nicknames from last week's group variety show recording.

During breaks in rehearsals, Chu Yiqi was so tired that he didn't want to say a word. Whenever he opened his mouth, the Yi language pronunciation and characters would flood his mind like a curse, so he had to speak less to avoid disrupting his language system.

So he immediately called out to Zhou Qingxi, "Da Shuang".

Therefore, Zhou Yangxi naturally became "Xiao Shuang".

Chu Yiqi: "It's okay. Da Xiaoshuang had their last big rehearsal last night. Today's task is to do makeup and perform tonight."

Chu Yiqi took a couple of bites of carrot, timing it perfectly so that Xi Ai was finally ready to force her to eat the cauliflower herself, and then he finished off the survivor's health bar: "And you, my good teammate, still have volunteer work to do this afternoon."

"Alright, Chu Yiqi." Xi Ai seemed somewhat detached after the disaster. "Don't talk while eating or sleeping."

"Please speak properly, everyone." Su Luojian ate a little earlier, so she checked the details with the person in charge again, letting them make a fuss for a while. "Pretend you're only three parts tired, pack it up and send it to the group tomorrow."

"All right."

Actually, they wouldn't be in this state when they were really tired, so after Su Luojian said that, they all obediently and quietly ate their meals.

"Reapply some sunscreen spray and wipe off the sweat while you're at it." Xi Ai handed the items to Chu Yiqi, who was setting up a stall, as she passed by.

Chu Yiqi took it, and Xi Ai ran away with the torch.

While Xi Ai was setting up the torches, Chu Yiqi had already arrived and handed Xi Ai a bottle of hot milk tea with a straw already placed inside.

"Thank you, Teacher Chu." Xi Ai knew who it was without turning around, so she took a piece of candy and handed it back.

It's a milk candy.

When did you buy it?

“Oh, that pretty lady from the beauty pageant.” Xi Ai replied casually, then clearly felt Chu Yiqi’s fingers pause for a moment.

Chu Yiqi said, "Thank you, sister."

Xi Ai found it a bit funny. After stacking the torches, she turned to look at Chu Yiqi and said, "The pretty sister just said she wanted me to give you one, but she didn't see where you were. There was also a little kid who wanted candy, but I didn't give him any."

Chu Yiqi was unwilling to admit that she was inexplicably jealous, nor would she admit that she was instantly appeased.

"Oh." Chu Yiqi thought for a moment and then asked her, "What about yours?"

"Mine is in my stomach." Xi Ai turned around and went back to work. Chu Yiqi, seeing that he was free, went with Xi Ai.

"Why don't you go and rest for a while?"

"I feel a little bad, even though the stalls along that row need to be set up quickly because there are so many people."

Xi Ai didn't ask any more questions, since there was only one last pile of torches left on Chunxi Road, which was under her responsibility.

"Let me make this clear first," Xi Ai said as the makeup artist dressed her up, her eyes darting around before finally settling on Chu Yiqi beside her. "You're not allowed to attack my Da Ti dance."

"I know, you're studying hard." Chu Yiqi said without turning his head, their eyes meeting in the mirror.

"Shh." Xi Ai sensed what Chu Yiqi was about to say and quickly stopped him.

She was afraid that Chu Yiqi would attack her again, just like when they practiced dancing on the rooftop back then.

"Are your limbs connected to your body like double bonds? How can you be so stiff?" Chu Yiqi finally couldn't stand Xi Ai's awkward dancing anymore.

Xi Ai immediately sat down, looking extremely aggrieved: "Our double joints are prone to breaking, and I can no longer move."

Chu Yiqi smiled and asked her, "Can hydrogen bonds be formed?"

"What?" Xi Ai stared as Chu Yiqi approached step by step.

"Alright, get up." Chu Yiqi held out her hand to Xi Ai in a good-natured manner, and then, after playing a childish game, said, "How about this, you and I form a hydrogen bond, and I'll guide you through it, okay?"

"I don't want to be a puppet! Ahhhhh..."

"..."

Chu Yiqi suddenly laughed at Xi Ai's thought process and said, "Then what can we do? We can only stick you together with candy."

"It's not impossible."

Chu Yiqi gave him candy and then told him to go to the side.

For some reason, perhaps their recent interactions had given them the illusion that they had a good relationship, so Xi Ai quickly called out to Chu Yiqi, saying, "You've already come over, haven't we already formed a hydrogen bond?"

"...Okay."