Zhi Zhi's Evening Story Hour Goes Live

When Lu Zhi returned, he brought a chill breeze in with him. Shen Ranxin sat on the bed with a tablet in hand, scrolling through something. When he looked up and saw Lu Zhi back, he awkwardly tugged up the blanket.

"You..." He coughed softly. Though he had long been prepared for Lu Zhi's occasional bouts of madness, Shen Ranxin still felt lingering fear. "Are you better now?"

Lu Zhi stood by the door and looked at him without coming closer. "Mm."

Shen Ranxin did not know what to say either. After all, something so awkward had just happened, so he could only lower his head and continue looking at the tablet.

Lu Zhi stood against the wall for over half an hour before Shen Ranxin finally lifted his gaze from the tablet. "...What are you standing there for?"

"Waiting for you." Lu Zhi tilted his head. "Waiting until you aren't afraid of me... Do you want to hear Zhi Zhi's Evening Story Hour?"

Shen Ranxin paused. He truly was curious about Lu Zhi and Cheng Cheng's origins, since they seemed to be connected to his own background as well.

In fact, in the memories he had received from the original owner, the original owner's parents had merely been two country folk. After learning that their son had become a huge star, they had constantly leeched off him. Other than sending money home on set days, the original owner had not had much contact with his parents.

The name Shen Ziqing had only surfaced in his mind when he saw the résumé earlier.

Shen Ranxin glanced at the time. It was already past four in the morning. After what had just happened, he would not be able to sleep anyway, so he patted the space beside him on the bed.