My Hands Are Cold-Warm Them for Me

Si Di burst out laughing and pulled on his down jacket, slipping both arms into the sleeves.

He zipped it up.

"Great kindness needs no thanks. Brother Xiao, please accept my bow."

Si Di blinked mischievously and held out his index and middle fingers, placing them against the palm of his other hand.

He bent the knuckles, imitating a kneeling bow.

The corner of Huo Xiao's lips curled up. Calling him a "little rascal," he reached out to ruffle his hair.

Before he could touch it, Si Di ducked away.

"Don't touch my hair. We still have filming later. If you mess up my hairstyle, I won't let you off."

The young man was high-spirited.

The sight of him made one's heart feel clear.

Huo Xiao reached over and ruffled his hair again without another word.

This time, Si Di lifted his foot and ran off.

Watching his retreating figure, Huo Xiao smiled indulgently and shook his head before following after him.

In the distance.

Qin Wei had just finished packing his things.

The suitcase, which was not particularly small for most people, looked as tiny as a child's playhouse toy in the hands of his tall, upright frame.

He had just come downstairs.

When he happened to see Si Di and Huo Xiao heading toward the recording building.

The two walked one in front of the other, fooling around.

The indulgence in Huo Xiao's eyes was impossible to hide.

Si Di's features shone brilliantly, his smile wild and dazzling.

Qin Wei froze.

His stifled breath caught in his chest.

That afternoon, Si Di had told him not to meddle, since he was not the one being cheated on.

And now—

Heh.

Throwing his head back and laughing as he walked out, only to realize the fool was himself.

Thinking about all the times he had called that person baby, about the little darling he had kept pinned at the top of WeChat.

How unlucky did one have to be to end up in an online relationship with their sworn enemy?

Qin Wei nearly had a heart attack.

Just then, his agent Chen Wei drove over.

The car window rolled down. Seeing his icy expression, Chen Wei could not help asking, "What is it? Who upset our great Best Actor Qin again?"

Qin Wei did not answer. He carried the suitcase over and put it in the trunk.

He opened the door and sat in the back seat, leaning against the seatback and closing his eyes as he let out a heavy breath.

Chen Wei was not surprised at all and nodded knowingly.

Got it, got it.

Over the past few years, only Si Di could anger Qin Wei, and only Si Di dared to.

Those two.

Their internal conflicts could only be resolved internally.

No outsider could handle them.

The car stopped beneath the residential building. The sky was nearly completely dark, and the headlights shone far into the distance.

Huo Xiao turned to glance over.

The Cayenne emblem was unmistakable.

Huo Xiao curled his lips into a wicked smile.

As though his gaze could pierce through the car and meet the eyes of the person inside.

A flicker of provocation bloomed in his deep eyes.

Huo Xiao lifted an arm and suddenly draped it over Si Di's shoulder, tugging him lightly into his embrace.

"Huo Xiao?"

Si Di turned to look at him in confusion.

Huo Xiao merely raised his brows. One hand rested on Si Di's shoulder while the other slipped into the pocket of his down jacket.

"My hands are cold. Warm them for me."

It was normal for boys to joke around and roughhouse.

Si Di did not think much of it. He directly pulled Huo Xiao's hand back out and deliberately teased, "No, no. You've got three fires burning inside you. I'm afraid you'll burn me."

They entered the recording building.

After waiting in the corridor for a while, the two trainees before them finished filming, and the staff made a few minor adjustments to a corner of the room they would be shooting in.

Yogurt from the show's title sponsor sat on the round table.

Huo Xiao and Si Di sat on opposite sides.

The staff handed each of them a throw pillow printed with the Limited Idol logo.

The cameraman set up the equipment.

Someone nearby handled the lighting and sound, while Meng Jiao, who was in charge of cueing the process, sat off-camera across from them with cue cards in hand.

The camera began rolling.

The red light blinked.

Holding a microphone, Meng Jiao said, "Huo Xiao, Di baby, let's begin."

The name she used for Si Di was especially affectionate.

As a visual-focused mom fan, she had absolutely no resistance to a fair, tender young man like Si Di.

What was more, she was a Dichlorvos shipper.

Her shipper goggles only made her like Si Di even more.

The camera focused in.

The two young men sat before the camera, separated by the round table.

One was high-spirited, his brilliant features as picturesque as a scene.

The other was rebellious and flamboyant, with a wolfish face full of aggression.

Perhaps because they looked so well-matched sitting together.

Or perhaps because both of their rankings were relatively high.

The director deliberately extended the time, making their short interview longer than everyone else's.

The topics revolved around their rankings and what they had thought when they became opponents during song selection and team formation.

These segments were prerecorded and would be included in the finished version released a month later after editing.

The recording went very smoothly.

When it ended, the two left together.

As they exited the recording building, Huo Xiao naturally tossed his down jacket to Si Di.

After Si Di put it on, they walked down the steps side by side.

"Si Di."

Huo Xiao glanced sideways and asked seemingly casually, "You didn't go back after filming today. I heard from Yu Ning that Producer Qin called you away."

Si Di nodded and tucked his pointed chin into his down jacket.

Huo Xiao waited for two seconds. Seeing that he did not continue, he asked again, "Was something wrong?"

Si Di breathed out a puff of warm air, then shook his head.

After two seconds of silence, Huo Xiao spoke again. "Why would he call you over if nothing was wrong? Aren't you two sworn enemies? Don't tell me he had nothing better to do than call you over to check on you."

At that, Si Di could not help turning to look at Huo Xiao.

How strange.

Qin Wei and Huo Xiao must have been twins in their past lives.

Or perhaps some bizarre telepathic connection existed between them.

Over at Qin Wei's side, he had relentlessly asked Si Di what his relationship with Huo Xiao was.

And over at Huo Xiao's side, Huo Xiao would not rest until he found out why Qin Wei had called him over.

Because of V, Si Di had been in an especially bad mood today.

After staring at Huo Xiao for several seconds, he shook his head and said, "It was really nothing. He just told me to focus and compete properly."

Si Di thought he had merely tossed out a casual excuse.

But to Huo Xiao, who had a hundred hidden thoughts, there was still plenty of concealed information to pick apart.

Huo Xiao's brows rose slightly as he suddenly asked, "Qin Wei knows about your online relationship?"

"He knows, but he doesn't. More precisely, he only knows I'm dating someone, but he doesn't know it's online. He's my sworn enemy. Why would I tell him that much?"

Huo Xiao had been asking questions the whole way.

After answering, Si Di sighed tiredly and took the initiative to refuse. "Stop asking, Huo Xiao. I'm not in a good mood today. Let me recover a little, okay? We can talk another day."

He had always been straightforward.

He never hid what he wanted to say.

Honesty was far more endearing than awkward coyness.

Seeing the heaviness in his eyes, Huo Xiao might have had countless doubts, but he could not bear to keep questioning him now.

He patted Si Di's shoulder, then moved his hand to the back of his neck and gently massaged it.

"Did filming wear you out today?"

For now, Si Di did not want to talk about V.

Lowering his gaze to the ground, he nodded and sighed.

The next second.

His body suddenly felt weightless.

Huo Xiao grabbed his arm, turned sideways, bent down, and with a gentle tug, hoisted him onto his back.

Si Di cried out in surprise and patted his shoulder. "Put me down. I'm not so tired that I can't walk."

Huo Xiao did not answer.

He carried Si Di straight toward the residential building.

Where Si Di could not see, Huo Xiao's rebellious lips curled upward.