Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

shy?

It's ridiculous, you dare to use this word to address me, Chu Nian, you boy, be careful.

After I find a suitable body, the first thing I do is to push you to the ground and beat you up, otherwise I just hate it.

Jiang Yike huddled in the book indignantly, eavesdropping on the conversation between the two.

He didn't want to eavesdrop on purpose, he could only blame Chu Nian for holding the little tome so close, he couldn't listen to it if he wanted to.

"What are your plans in the future? Do you want to repeat for a year or go straight to the college entrance examination?" Chu Nian said in a calm voice, as if talking to Jiang Yike, "If you want to repeat, I can help you apply to the school."

Jiang Yike's voice was vague, and he was still chewing his food.He swallowed it in one gulp, bit his chopsticks and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "...No, I don't want to repeat."

"I still want to give it a try," Jiang Yike said, "It's still more than a year away, isn't it?"

Chu Nian said "um", Jiang Yike heard a slight jingle, it should be that Chu Nian put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.

He paused, but added: "If you need anything, you can come and ask me."

Since when did Chu Nian be so kind?

Jiang Yike whispered in his heart, before he looked like he wanted to kill the original owner, but suddenly he became so friendly, and even offered to help.

"Well, that's really troublesome for you."

This kid Jiang Yike is still inexperienced in the world, he will shine brightly if given some sunshine, and he doesn't know the dangers in the world.

No, I was terrified of Chu Nian before, but now I started to thank him again.

After dinner, Jiang Yike went back to his room, while Chu Nian stayed to clean up the dishes.

The book of fairy tales was quietly set aside, placed on a soft cushion.

Chu Nian was originally a taciturn person, and with no one to chat with, the kitchen was very quiet for a while, except for the sound of running water.

Water droplets rest on the porcelain white dishes and meander down the smooth surface.

Chu Nian was very skillful in his movements. He held the plate in his bony hand, and a soft sponge in his right hand, and wiped the surface in circles.

"... Chu Nian?"

A sudden voice interrupted him, and Chu Nian's hands stopped in the air.He trembled slightly even for breathing, and turned his head with his gentle movements, looking at the book.

"Chu Nian? Can you hear me?" Jiang Yike worried that the voice would be missed by the other party, "Tsk, I've tried my best."

The corners of Chu Nian's eyes and brows raised unconsciously, he raised his hand to turn off the faucet, and said softly, "I can hear you."

Although the voice was very soft and thin, as delicate and fragile as glass, but for Chu Nian who had been waiting for so long...

It is enough.

Chu Nian wiped off the foam in his hand with a towel, then carefully picked up the fairy tale book over there, and held it in his arms with preciousness: "Young Master, are you still used to it?"

Suddenly being picked up by someone, even if it wasn't his own body, but just a book, Jiang Yike felt a little weird.

But the other party's movements were too gentle, and the embrace was too warm, which made Jiang Yike a little embarrassed to speak, and asked Chu Nian to put "himself" down.

Anyway, they were carried back all the way, so be it.

He thought to himself.

"There is too little aura in the book," Jiang Yike murmured, "It's so troublesome to make a sound."

Seeing that Chu Nian was washing the dishes so carefully, Jiang Yike wanted to scare him with a loud roar, but after preparing for a long time, the noise he could make was as thin as the sound of a mosquito.

"I'll figure out a way. I'll take you to an antique store in a few days to find it." Chu Nian lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

As early as when Qi Zidong brought it up, he had a lot of considerations in his mind, and even came up with several alternative "inhabitants".

But the reason why he didn't find him right away was to see what Jiang Yike meant first.

"That's the second thing," Jiang Yike said lazily, "but before that, I have something to ask you."

Chu Nian gently rubbed the edge of the spine with his fingertips, he smiled, his voice was like cotton candy: "You say, I will listen carefully, and I will answer no matter what."

"Hey, are you cultivating immortals or bigu? Aren't you hungry when you eat rice and cabbage every day?!"

Jiang Yike almost couldn't wait to ask questions, wishing to put "The Three Little Pigs" on the tip of Chu Nian's nose,

"I see that you have a lot of zeros in your phone wallet and a lot of golden black cards on your body. It doesn't look like you are so poor that you want to eat grass!"

Chu Nian: "..."

As soon as you hear it, you can tell that it is the authentic Shaojun, whether it is the accent or the brain circuit.

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"Actually, eating doesn't make much sense to me."

Chu Nian lowered his head, and carefully explained to the fairy tale book (someone in it) in his arms, "It's just that you need to take in certain substances to survive, so eating white rice and eating potatoes is no different to me. "

"But these two taste very different," Jiang Yike groaned, "Potatoes can be made into baked potatoes and French fries... Ah, I really want to eat French fries."

Chu Nian picked up the phone smoothly: "I'll give you some now."

"What, are you trying to piss me off?" Jiang Yike had nothing to love, his body was restrained in this childish fairy tale book and he couldn't move, "I can't eat it."

Jiang Yike accompanied Chu Nian in arranging the dishes in the kitchen, and the two of them chatted one after another.

Most of the time, Jiang Yike was chattering, while Chu Nian was listening carefully.

Although they talked about trivial matters, Jiang Yike was still very happy.

There is still a big difference between a fairy tale book and a human body. Jiang Yike was quite energetic when he was wandering around the original owner, but after switching to this book, he felt a little sleepy from time to time.

In various senses, this book is still too "thin", and there is no way to carry his soul.

"I'm inexplicably sleepy right now, wait for me to rest... I'll come back to you later."

Jiang Yike's voice was soft, as if he hadn't woken up.

After he greeted Chu Nian, he held his breath little by little, and went back to the book to cultivate his mind.

"OK, all right."

Chu Nian put the book aside for the time being. He just finished washing the bowls and chopsticks thrown in the sink. After washing his hands two or three times, he took the book back into his hands.

Jiang Yike slept as soon as he said he wanted to, and slept very soundly, completely unaware that Chu Nian carried "him" up the stairs and came to his room.

Chu Nian's room is a complete reflection of his temperament.

Except for the necessary beds and desks, there are no extra decorations at all. They are completely clean, looking monotonous, empty, and lifeless.

Chu Nian pulled out a chair and sat down at the desk. He turned on the desk lamp, took off the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and put them aside casually.

The phone screen brightly lit up, and Chu Nian skillfully pressed a number: "...Hey, can you hear me?"

The person on the other side of the phone was startled when they heard Chu Nian's voice suddenly, and said in fear, "Yes, yes, the voice is very clear."

Chu Nian spoke calmly and arranged things in an orderly manner.

Tomorrow is the weekend, so you can take Shaojun to go shopping around the antique street first, if you don't like anything, you can go to the auction house in the black market in the afternoon to have a look.

It was the black stone he dug up not long ago. Although he couldn't confirm whether it was from the demon world, he could go and see for himself when Shaojun was resting.

"Have you dug out that huge black stone in the jade field?" Chu Nian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there any abnormal phenomenon?"

The man had obviously been troubled by this matter for a long time, and he hurriedly explained to Chu Nian: "We did exactly what you ordered! But that rock is so weird, it seems to be alive!"

"Every time I finally dig out a little bit, the next day I look at it, and the stone will be buried back again, so that everyone dare not move now."

No matter how you listen to it, you don’t think it’s a modern thing, and it’s exactly what you think it is.

Chu Nian said "hmm" and said with relief: "You guys put it there first, I'll go over and have a look later when I have time."

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After hanging up the phone, Chu Nian turned on the computer and continued to deal with things.Later, he went to take a shower, and then packed his schoolbag.

After doing a series of things, the fairy tale book on the bedside table didn't say a word, and it didn't make any sound from the beginning to the end.

...Maybe he was too sound asleep?

Chu Nian changed into a slightly loose pajamas, he turned off the light in the room, and sat by the bed just like that, staring at the book in a daze.

Even though I am used to the boring and unchanging days, I am used to a room alone and the feeling of loneliness that is gradually spreading, but I still feel empty.

It's as if you just came back from the bustling and brightly lit streets and returned to the empty courtyard.

As soon as the door was opened, the gray-black cool wind rushed up, poured into the loose sleeves, and spread the lonely cold along the blood.

He sat motionless for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

It's too late, go to sleep.

There was a slight rustling sound as the quilt rubbed against each other. Chu Nian lay down on the bed, leaning against the soft pillow, and said softly to his side:

"Good night."

The tight crow eyelashes closed, and after his breathing gradually calmed down, the schoolbag that had been placed on the bedside table suddenly moved.

At first, it was just a small invisible white dot, and then gradually gathered into a firefly light.

The rays of light gradually gathered, like a paintbrush, slowly, little by little, trace by trace, outlining a vague figure.

"...This is definitely the hardest transformation I've tried."

Jiang Yike stood still on the ground, and he tried to stretch his arms and legs, but he still felt tight in his chest, as if it was blocked.

"Qi Zidong, you're finished." Mozun gritted his teeth angrily, "I won't beat you up after seeing me!"

He was sure that Chu Nian had fallen asleep, so he lay down beside the bed curiously, and watched Chu Nian's sleeping face.

Tsk tsk, this kid kept a straight face all day at school, but he didn't expect that he would look inexplicably cute when he fell asleep.

Jiang Yike reached out to poke the opponent's cheek, but halfway remembered that he was still in the form of a soul, so he had to stop angrily.

What a rare opportunity!Jiang Yike turned around, wandered around Chu Nian's room, and looked around with great interest.

Just as he was studying the documents on Chu Nian's desk, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him:

"...One Ke."

Jiang Yike turned around in astonishment, and saw that Chu Nian woke up at some point.

He stood beside the bed, his body was outlined by the moonlight, his eyes were like blurred shadows cut from leaf tips.

Chu Nian opened his arms towards him.

He was very nervous, his arms were trembling slightly, and his voice became unsteady:

"Yike, can I hug you?"