I had to make the protagonist love me [Quick Transmigration]

The key fell off by itself.

It shouldn't be like this, but it just fell off.

There may be something hidden behind it, but Chi Xiaotian didn't have time to explore it. He looked at his phone again, and before he ran to the convenience store, he bent over, and the arc of his back was very soft.

He was really thin, his doll-like eyes were too beautiful, his flaxen hair was fluffy, and his baggy baseball uniform made him look weak.

Vulnerable and in need of care.

Chi Xiaotian picked up the key, he ran in a hurry, the lights turned on one by one, some insects rang in the small garden, it was foggy, and the moon suddenly rose, but it was hazy, as if covered by a veil .

The system is still screaming: "It must be him, it must be him."

He even reminded Chi Xiaotian to bring the key.

The place where Chi Xiaotian works is not far away, two blocks away, and it takes about ten minutes to walk.

The night was thick, like a dense fog that couldn't be shaken off, passing through the corner of the street, the light came through impressively, the warm light was yellow and orange, Chi Xiaotian exhaled, and arrived.

Happy Convenience Store.

It's open 24 hours.

The clerk who took over was an aunt: "Xiaochi?" She was chubby, with a round face, and her hands were as soft as dough, "Why did you run here?"

She rambled, "Don't be in such a hurry."

Chi Xiaotian is a little socially afraid, and he is very bad at dealing with people. With his temperament, he probably wouldn't want to be a salesperson, but he was decadent for a long time a while ago, and his savings bottomed out.

His face is fair, his eyelashes are curled and curled up, but his voice is a bit cold: "I'll take over."

This kind of coldness can easily dampen people's enthusiasm.

Aunt Gao sneered: "That's fine." She took off her apron, "Then I'm leaving."

Chi Xiaotian pinched his palms and forced himself to meet Aunt Gao's eyes: "Yes."

Aunt Gao’s daughter is in her third year of high school this year. Seeing that school is about to leave, she has to pick it up. She rides on the electric scooter. Before she leaves, she seems to suddenly remember something: “Keep the light on.”

She rode far away, her voice was a little erratic, "Don't let the lights go out."

Chi Xiaotian looked over.

Aunt Gao happened to turn the corner of the street, the taillights of the electric car flashed, and then disappeared into the fog.

The fog seemed to be getting thicker.

Chi Xiaotian touched his arm unconsciously, feeling a little cold, he lowered his head and muttered, the system pricked up his ears to listen, and he heard clearly.

"When the people have faith, the country has strength."

system:"……"

It reminded Chi Xiaotian, "This is a supernatural world."

Chi Xiaotian leaned on the counter, turned on the computer and played the news broadcast. Accompanied by the familiar BGM, the host's voice sounded in a correct tone, and the unhurried voice circulated in the small shop.

Needless to say, it's very reassuring.

There are three blocks nearby. It seems that they are about to be developed. There are real estate developers who want to build buildings. Tonight alone, three waves of migrant workers came in to rest.

In addition, there are a few scattered office workers and students after school.

It used to be quite lively, with a lot of traffic, but recently, people have subconsciously avoided going out at night, and Chi Xiaotian was also happy to relax, and he slept for a while while there was no one around.

Said it was eight in the morning, but Chi Xiaotian usually handed over at 07:30.

The sun rose.

The streets are bright and majestic, people shuttle in the alleys, full of vigor and fireworks.

Chi Xiaotian actually prefers late at night, no one can make him feel at ease, but seven or eight o'clock is when the crowds are raging, even if he walks away, he bumps into a few waves of people head-on.

He lowered his head a little at a loss, and walked hurriedly.

As far as the old house is concerned, the ivy is lush, the vegetation is green, and it is quiet and pleasant.

Chi Xiaotian was a little relieved, and then took out the key to open the door.

The door is a little old, but it won't ring when you open it. Chi Xiaotian walked in. He doesn't know how to cook, and he has been eating fast food from convenience stores these days.

Plastic bags were placed on the edge of the table. Egg and ham sandwiches, Korean-style fried chicken, and a can of iced Coke were all instant food. Not only were they not warm, but they were even cold because they were stored in the freezer.

Chi Xiaotian changed his slippers, went to wash his hands, and planned to eat something before going to bed.He pulled a chair and sat down, and went to get a sandwich. This sandwich is easy to take apart, and you can eat it by pulling the plastic wrap.

But today he pulled it a few times, and the plastic seal was stuck tightly, motionless.

Chi Xiaotian was a little dazed and decadent, he lowered his head and sat quietly, his eyes were foggy again.

The system is calling: "Wow, shit."

Chi Xiaotian only had a melancholy face, in fact he was more panicked than the system: "What does he want to do, does he want to eat my sandwich?"

The kitchen door creaked open, and Chi Xiaotian looked over. The microwave seemed to be malfunctioning, and he turned it on by himself.He was stunned, stood up slowly, and turned off the microwave.

He was just about to leave.

The microwave turned on again.

Chi Xiaotian looked at the microwave oven, his eyelashes drooping, and he seemed to be a little absent-minded. After a long time, he seemed to remember something. He went to take apart the sandwich, put it on a plate, and put it in the microwave oven.

Ding on high heat for 2 minutes.

The egg core was melted, and it was warm on the tip of the tongue. Chi Xiaotian bit it, and the tears fell down. His eyelashes were curled up, and the tears stained the eyelashes like dew.

Shiny and finely divided.

He didn't seem to realize that he was crying, he was still eating the sandwich, his limp cheeks puffed out like some kind of docile and harmless animal.

Chi Xiaotian has been with his lover for a long time, and his lover used to take care of him.

That person forbade him to eat raw or cold food.Chi Xiaotian wasn't very obedient, after that person left, he always had to get by, with a pale face and a thin back, he was squatting, with tears all over his face.

The dusty memory seems to have been broken through the seal, it seems to be a long time ago.

There was a vague voice, "Top gear, ding for 2 minutes."

Chi Xiaotian always tried his best to forget the fact of his death, but after only half a year, it seemed that he couldn't even remember his voice, and he didn't stand up until he stuffed the whole sandwich.

People feel better after crying.

Chi Xiaotian went to wash and went to bed to sleep.

Chi Xiaotian had already left, but there was a ball of water stains on the floor.A thin shadow appeared on the spot, it was gray like a wisp of fog, and a human figure could barely be seen.

That shadow stood there for a long time, until noon, when the sun was shining, it suddenly dispersed.

Cry as soon as you say, I feel pity for those who still cry.

The system praised Chi Xiaotian: "Your acting skills are great."

Chi Xiaotian said implicitly: "It's so-so." Before the system could say anything more, "The original owner's emotions were a little bit violent just now, and I couldn't control it."

system:"……"

It poohed, "I thought it was really you."

Chi Xiaotian refused to accept: "I can cry like that too."

System: "Come on!"

Chi Xiaotian pondered for a long time: "...cough, I just cried, and my eyes are a little bitter." He rolled up the quilt and rolled himself in, "Next time, definitely next time!"

The system blessed Chi Xiaotian, and said in one go: "Heh spit bah."

Chi Xiaotian was really sleepy.

I slept until the afternoon.

Chi Xiaotian stretched his body and jumped twice before realizing that he was a widowed person. He slowed down: "I'm really not used to it."

The system was idle and had nothing to do, and began to oversee the work: "If you are not used to it, you have to get used to it. Who knows if he is peeping."

Chi Xiaotian: "Spying on me?"

He pouted, "Not at all."

Yu Sui should be busy absorbing ghost energy and strengthening himself, he is a ghost who wants to be the king of ghosts.

The system felt that what Chi Xiaotian said made sense, but still said: "Be honest."

Chi Xiaotian is still very dedicated.

He washed his face and continued his decadent and depressed life.His job is actually an original artist. After graduation, he went to a major game company, but he quit after a few months of work.

The part-time job in a convenience store was only temporary. He didn't like to go out, so he looked for a job online again.

Some big factories will outsource the construction, but generally they only assign them to people they know well. Chi Xiaotian asked several people but was rejected, and he stared at the computer in a daze.

The screen illuminated his face, which was a little pale.

Although this mansion is an old house, its design is quite avant-garde.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom, but the curtains are drawn tightly—huh, hula, Chi Xiaotian looked at the window, the curtains were rolled up, and the light came in neatly.

The dark room suddenly brightened.

Chi Xiaotian had to stretch out his hands to cover his face. He hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and he almost forgot this kind of warmth. It was as comfortable as a cat drying its fur in the sun. He also slowly bent his eyes.

His fair cheeks were facing the light, like a bit of warm jade, and he smiled lightly, surprisingly beautiful.

Yu Sui was burned by the light.

Ghosts are afraid of light.

His already thin shadow seemed to be melting away, but he looked at Chi Xiaotian, as if he had no intention of leaving.

The curtains were blown up by the wind, and Chi Xiaotian didn't bother to close them again. He lay on the table, stretched out his hands to reach for the lights, and played like he was playing a stave.

Yu Sui stared at it seriously.

He could see it, the little star played by Chi Xiaotian.

Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars.

The sun shone a few times, and Chi Xiaotian was a little sleepy again. He lay down on the table and fell asleep for a while.

There are birds chirping outside the window.

twittering.

Yu Sui leaned over to the computer, glanced at the message, and clicked a few times.

It was evening when Chi Xiaotian woke up, the sky was dyed red by the setting sun, dreamy and bright, it was very beautiful, but he didn't even take a second look, and he returned to the state of indifference to his surroundings.

He brushed and drew the curtains.

The room was gloomy again.

The computer screen suddenly jumped up.

Information jumps.

APP is called painting.

It is the largest gathering place of original painters in China.

[Lingke: Hello, I saw your profile, your painting style is very suitable for us. 】

Chi Xiaotian looked at the name again, Lingke?He clicked in and took a look. This store specializes in horror comics, so he typed a few words.

【Chi: Me? 】

[Chi: Are you reading it wrong? 】

Chi Xiaotian's brushstrokes are lively and spiritual, always walking in a refreshing and healing style.

[Lingke: No. 】

[Lingke: It's you. 】

Chi Xiaotianxia consciously wanted to refute, so he clicked on his homepage, which was his latest painting... that is, the one he painted after his lover died, and the healing wind became a depressing wind.

Unspeakably eerie.

Comments have also changed.

[What's wrong with Chi Da? 】

【Sold out? 】

【The more you look at it, the more infiltrating it becomes. 】

Chi Xiaotian lowered his eyes, a little dazed.

He seems to have changed a lot, no wonder he was rejected by the previous voters.

[Lingke: Hello, are you still there? 】

[Lingke: We are looking forward to working with you. 】

[Lingke: The theme of our issue this time is "Human Skin Ghosts". 】

[Lingke: You are welcome to contribute. 】

Chi Xiaotian came back to his senses.

He hesitated again, had he voted for this company?

Can not remember.

Chi Xiaotian did not agree for the time being, he had never been in contact with this type before, and he was a little afraid of messing up, so he moved his eyes down, it was past six o'clock, he had something to eat, tidied up, and he was about to go to work.

There is only fried chicken left at home.

But he seems to have forgotten to put the fried chicken in the refrigerator when he brought it back in the morning. In summer, it will be spoiled if left outside for a day.

Although I thought so.

Chi Xiaotian still stood up, if it broke, he had to dispose of it, he went to the living room, there was only a can of Coke and a plastic bag with the logo of the convenience store on the table.

Chi Xiaotian blinked before slowly walking towards the refrigerator.

The refrigerator was empty.

There is a box of fried chicken on the top fresh-keeping layer.

Oh, so he remembered to put it in.