Chapter 77: The Unlucky Villain’s Lucky Little Companion Player (3)

Chapter 77: The Unlucky Villain's Lucky Little Companion Player (3)

Duan Tianhe gently tapped on his phone screen, a vague thought stirring in his mind. However, it wasn’t the right time to bring it up, so he suppressed the absurd idea for the moment and spoke first, “You must be tired after playing all day. Rest well, and we’ll play again tomorrow.”

Song Chuyi wasn’t actually sleepy, but to avoid arousing Duan Tianhe’s suspicion, he responded, “Okay, boss. See you tomorrow~”

After exiting the game, Song Chuyi stretched lazily and grabbed a random piece of clothing.

Having played all day, he was indeed tired. He needed to go out for some late-night snacks!

Wearing shorts and slippers, and throwing on a short-sleeved shirt, Song Chuyi headed out.

As he reached the elevator lobby, the door across from his apartment opened.

Glancing over, Song Chuyi saw a short-haired man walking towards him.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and Song Chuyi stepped in first, followed by the man.

“Hmm?” Song Chuyi thought to himself, “Could this be Duan Tianhe?”

Xiaotong: “Host, it really is him! How did you know?”

Song Chuyi chuckled but didn’t answer Xiaotong.

He hadn’t expected to meet Duan Tianhe so soon. He thought they’d have to chat in the game for a while longer.

However, it seemed Duan Tianhe lived in a rental unit too?

Well, it made sense. Duan Tianhe couldn’t hold onto money, even if it was in fixed assets.

As Song Chuyi let his mind wander, Duan Tianhe was also discreetly sizing him up.

He had just moved in recently and thought the neighboring unit was unoccupied, only to find a teenager living there.

The teenager’s skin was very fair, with slender and delicate legs exposed.

The old-fashioned slippers couldn’t hide the slightly protruding ankle and the somewhat fleshy, round, and cute toes.

Duan Tianhe’s gaze finally rested on the back of the teenager’s hand hanging by his side.

The fingers were slender and long, with little flesh on the back of the hand, where faint blue veins were visible.

Near the thenar eminence, a small red mole stood out.

His eyes darkened. This red mole…

Duan Tianhe nonchalantly took out his phone and opened a saved photo.

Sure enough, there was a small red mole near the thenar eminence.

He suddenly chuckled. What a coincidence. This little companion player was actually his neighbor.

He put his phone away, not planning to reveal his identity just yet.

Approaching the little companion player rashly might alert him. It was better to build some rapport on WeChat first.

Well… and maybe absorb some good luck too.

With a “ding,” the elevator doors opened.

Duan Tianhe slightly shifted aside, letting Song Chuyi exit first.

Song Chuyi glanced at Duan Tianhe, nodded slightly, and stepped out of the elevator.

He was starving and now wasn’t the time to bond with the unlucky villain!

Luckily, there was a street full of food stalls nearby, bustling with people at this time.

Song Chuyi walked up to a stall selling hand-wrapped pancakes and said loudly to the vendor, “Boss, one full set hand-wrapped pancake, please!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep, sexy voice chimed in beside him, “I’ll have the same.”

Song Chuyi: ?

He couldn’t help but glance at Duan Tianhe. Was this guy a pervert?

Duan Tianhe, under Song Chuyi’s suspicious gaze, didn’t even flinch.

Having a thick skin was one of the key reasons he had survived this long.

Absorbing the little companion player’s good luck, maybe today he’d actually get a fully loaded hand-wrapped pancake.

In the past, even when he ordered a full set, he’d end up with a vegetarian pancake with just a few lettuce leaves, not even an egg.

Those pancakes weren’t very tasty.

“Your hand-wrapped pancake is ready.”

The vendor’s voice brought Duan Tianhe back to reality. He quickly paid for the fully loaded pancake and took a bite.

Delicious!

Song Chuyi also received his fully loaded pancake and took a big bite, his eyes narrowing in happiness.

But one pancake wasn’t enough to satisfy his hungry stomach after a day of playing games. So, while munching on his pancake, he headed to the next stall.

Duan Tianhe discreetly followed him.

No matter what Song Chuyi bought, Duan Tianhe would follow up with, “I’ll have the same.”

By the end of the night, Song Chuyi had become almost immune to hearing that phrase.

He wasn’t sure what Duan Tianhe was up to, but as long as the guy didn’t cause trouble, he didn’t care.

Strictly speaking, the money he was spending on these snacks came from the earnings he made from Duan Tianhe.

After eating his fill, Song Chuyi prepared to head back.

Duan Tianhe seemed to sense his intention and, unusually, didn’t follow him this time but walked ahead towards home.

Song Chuyi strolled leisurely behind, and soon Duan Tianhe’s figure disappeared from his sight.

About ten minutes later, Song Chuyi finally made it to the elevator lobby.

To his surprise, even though Duan Tianhe had arrived several minutes earlier, he hadn’t taken the elevator yet.

Duan Tianhe stood at the elevator door, looking somewhat troubled.

Song Chuyi walked over, curiously glanced at him, and pressed the elevator button.

The elevator made a soft click, and the doors slowly opened.

Duan Tianhe: …

Of course, the elevator works when the little companion player arrives?

He followed Song Chuyi into the elevator, and the doors slowly closed, the car moving smoothly.

Suddenly, the elevator lights flickered and went completely dark.

Duan Tianhe wore an “I knew it” expression.

“Hmm?” Song Chuyi murmured, “Did the light bulb burn out?”

“No,” Duan Tianhe, already experienced with this, said, “The elevator probably broke down.”

He moved a little closer to Song Chuyi. “Sorry, it’s probably because of me.”

“If you’re scared, you can hold my hand.”

The elevator jolted, and Duan Tianhe quickly grabbed Song Chuyi’s wrist. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Song Chuyi shook his head.

The two were now very close, and since Duan Tianhe was much taller, he almost had Song Chuyi wrapped in his arms.

Song Chuyi slightly turned his head, his warm breath brushing against Duan Tianhe’s arm, creating a ticklish sensation.

With a “ding,” the elevator doors slowly opened, and the light from the hallway flooded in, illuminating the two of them.

Song Chuyi looked up, giving Duan Tianhe a sweet smile.

“Looks like the elevator isn’t broken, just the light bulb.”

Duan Tianhe was somewhat shocked.

Based on past experiences, he would have had to wait two hours for rescue inside a broken-down elevator.

But today, the elevator actually worked!

No, rather than saying it worked, it was as if this elevator, on the verge of breaking down, used its last bit of energy to deliver the little companion player to his floor.

Duan Tianhe’s eyes darkened as he led Song Chuyi out of the elevator.

As they stepped out, the elevator let out a loud “bang,” and the floor buttons went dark, likely stuck somewhere.

Duan Tianhe took a deep breath and didn’t let go of Song Chuyi’s wrist.

Looking down at the teenager whose ears were slightly red, he swallowed, his thin lips parting slightly.

“You have very good luck.”