At 9:45 in the evening, Sijiu ran to the balcony.
“Neighbor, neighbor, are you there?”
He shouted twice and asked a question, then shouted twice again after a minute and asked a question. When he shouted for the third time, Xie Yu's figure appeared on the balcony next door.
He actually took off his mask.
Yes, who wears a mask in their own home?
Sijiu narrowed his eyes.
Which hater said Xie Yu must be so ugly that he can't face people? Come out and get beaten.
She is so pretty.
The appearance is different from what I thought, and it is also different from the previous ones, but overall it has a similar temperament.
Come to think of it, good-looking people all have some similarities in appearance, not to mention that they are actually the same person.
Compared with the previous ones, Xie Yu's appearance seems to have a more ascetic air.
"What are you doing?" He stood on his balcony and looked sideways at Sijiu.
The girl's hair was down, making her face, which was already thin, look even smaller. The pajamas she wore were surprisingly conservative, dark blue cotton long-sleeved trousers with her collar buttoned neatly. She looked like a good girl with a gentle personality.
But the expression on his face was not like that.
His big eyes, with distinct black and white, were blinking, and when he looked at people he always looked straight ahead without any fear, with a playful smile on his face, making him look like a lively, cheerful and carefree person.
She really loves acting.
Xie Yu thought of the scenes in front of the man named Lin Yang where she was sometimes timid, sometimes unable to hide her feelings, and sometimes pretending to be strong but weak.
It's a bit frustrating.
"Nothing. Just a reminder, it's 9:48." Si Jiu shook the phone in his hand.
"……knew."
"Then go get ready." Sijiu waved his hand, "I'm going to lie down."
Xie Yu: “…”
At nine fifty-nine, Si Jiu, who was sitting on the head of the bed, received a call from Xie Yu.
"Hello?"
Si Jiu was wearing headphones, so the voice sounded like it was being spoken right into his ear.
Perhaps considering that it was late at night and her goal was to fall asleep, his voice was a little soft, and for no reason it revealed an indescribable tenderness.
Half of Sijiu's body felt numb.
"Then I'll start."
"There lived a lovely little girl near the forest. Her grandmother gave her a red hat, which she loved very much and wore every day..."
Sijiu: "...Neighbor, please wait a moment."
The pleasant voice paused for a moment and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"So in your heart, I'm a girl who listens to fairy tales?"
“…” What else can we read as bedtime stories if not fairy tales?
"You, don't have anything else to read?"
Xie Yu glanced across his bookshelf, which was filled with books such as "The Art of Line Interpretation" and "Basic Techniques of Actor's Artistic Language".
So he said, "No."
Sijiu: "I know you don't have it. Are your WeChat account and mobile number synchronized? Please let me know and I will send some to you right away."
Xie Yu said nothing. He thought, it's just a bedtime story, is it necessary?
Sijiu tapped the system, "Are there any novels in your database?"
The system puffed out its chest proudly: [Everything is available.]
Sijiu: [Then pick some and send them to Xie Yu. The good-looking ones.]
After just over ten seconds, the system told her it was done.
"Neighbor, did you get it?"
Xie Yu looked at the briefcase he had just opened and fell into a mysterious silence.
"Neighbor?"
"Are you sure you want to hear this?"
Sijiu: [What novel did you send to Xie Yu? Give me a list of the books.]
"100 Days of Sweet Love: The Cold Young Master's Sweetheart", "The Domineering Husband Gently Kisses", "After the Substitute Marriage, the Chaebol Boss's Excessive Demands"...
Si Jiu: "...I'm sure. Don't be prejudiced against romance novels. They are the spiritual food of countless women. Don't waste time, hurry up, are you trying to default on your debt?"
Xie Yu was in a complicated mood. He randomly opened a book.
"In the luxurious suite on the top floor of the Tianhao Hotel in City A, the curtains were drawn, the room was dark, and the air was..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
Si Jiu: “?”
The phone was completely silent, making one wonder if it was disconnected, but one could still vaguely hear some unsteady breathing.
He didn't speak again for a long time. Sijiu raised an eyebrow.
The system kindly prompted: [He's reading Leng Shao's book.] and sent the txt to Sijiu's phone.
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