Chapter 250: The Overactive Inner Monologue of a Mad Painter’s Real Doll (13)

Chapter 250: The Overactive Inner Monologue of a Mad Painter's Real Doll (13)

If it weren't for his body's high-quality material that doesn't leave marks, there wouldn't be a single spot of unblemished skin on his body now.

Just playing around without going all the way, wasting his chance to become human.

What worried Song Chuyi even more was that Ji Feng hadn't slept in two days.

Ji Feng being a villain aside, if it were anyone else, going two days without sleep and acting like this, they'd probably be close to death.

Luckily, Song Tianhua had arrived, which should give Ji Feng a chance to rest.

As Song Chuyi was thinking this, Ji Feng spoke up.

"Not painting."

Song Tianhua immediately broke into a sweat; he knew this attempt at persuasion wouldn't go smoothly.

"The teacher said you can set the terms, Ji Feng."

Song Tianhua persuaded, "You're the undisputed winner of this competition; there's no need to wait for the final results."

"You have no idea how crazy it is outside—everyone's calling 'The Young Man' their wife."

"And the public's emotional perception has shot up by a full 20 points."

"That's a 20-point jump!"

This is definitely a miracle.

Ji Feng gave Song Tianhua an expressionless glance, ignoring him.

He turned to Yi Yi, glaring at him with dark, intense eyes.

"Didn't Yi Yi promise not to flirt with others?"

With a sharp smack, he slapped his butt.

The flesh of his butt quivered slightly.

"Why is everyone calling you their wife!"

Song Chuyi: ...

Song Tianhua watched from the sidelines, stunned.

He was certain that what Ji Feng was holding was a real doll.

Though the doll was strikingly beautiful, it was still just a machine-made doll.

Why did it feel like Ji Feng was treating this doll as if it were human?

Song Tianhua sensed something was off; his heart skipped a beat.

"Ji Feng, the doll you're holding isn't real."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Song Tianhua felt a chill shoot up from his feet to his core.

His body froze, fear surging through him, but he couldn't move.

"My Yi Yi truly exists."

A demonic whisper echoed in his ear.

"He is real."

Song Tianhua, looking dazed, murmured, "It's real."

He turned slowly and ambled towards the courtyard, repeating the phrase over and over.

"It's real."

"It's real."

Upon returning to the research institute, someone inquired.

"How did your meeting with Mr. Ji go?"

Snapping back to reality, Song Tianhua replied, "Mr. Ji said he's been busy lately."

"His relationship with his lover is thriving."

The person next to him expressed surprise, "Lover? Mr. Ji has a lover?"

Song Tianhua nodded, "Yes, he's involved with a young man."

"Ah, I see," someone muttered, "That explains why Mr. Ji managed to complete the character illustration this time."

The others slowly drifted away. Song Tianhua patted his head, sensing he'd forgotten something.

Yet, he couldn't quite recall what.

Unable to persuade Ji Feng, he decided to consult his teacher.

Song Tianhua hurried off to find his teacher.

Meanwhile, after Song Tianhua's departure, Ji Feng pressed his lips to Yi Yi's.

He bit down on his lip, blood trickling onto the back of his hand.

"Yi Yi, I adore you, Yi Yi."

He whispered to himself, his face ghostly pale, eyes wild.

"Should we end it all like this?"

Song Chuyi was at a loss for words.

Realizing Ji Feng could die if this continued, Song Chuyi urgently summoned Xiaotong.

"Xiaotong! Emergency!"

"Can we gather the wasted materials and convert them into energy to help me become human?"

Xiaotong: "Host, it's feasible, but it requires energy."

"Host, currently, we have energy for just one attempt. Failure means no second chances."

Song Chuyi declared, "Once will have to suffice."

"If Ji Feng continues like this, he will exhaust himself to death."

"When I say 'start the transformation,' you need to act right away."

Xiaotong: "Got it, host."

This kind of restricted content is blocked by the main system, so Xiaotong can't tell what the host and the antagonist are up to right now.

It can only follow the host's orders to know when to convert the energy.

Meanwhile, outside, Ji Feng had already carried Song Chuyi out of the courtyard.

While Song Chuyi was talking to Xiaotong, Ji Feng took him to the edge of the cliff.

Song Chuyi: !!!

His eyes twitched slightly, trying to snap Ji Feng out of his delusion.

Ji Feng didn't notice the subtle movement and hugged Yi Yi, sitting down at the cliff's edge.

"Yi Yi, I think I'm losing my mind."

Ji Feng murmured, his fingertips gently caressing Yi Yi's face.

"I saw your eyes move."

"Are you looking at me?"

He chuckled deliriously.

"But that's impossible, right?"

He began to take off his clothes.

"It's fine. Even if it's all fake, as long as we die together, your love for me will become real."

After days of turmoil, Ji Feng's body had clearly weakened.

He held Yi Yi on his lap, tears glistening in his eyes as he struggled to catch his breath.

Song Chuyi watched Ji Feng closely and, in that moment, urgently said to Xiaotong, "Xiaotong, now!"

A warm sensation washed over Song Chuyi.

A flash of white light flickered.

Ji Feng stared in shock as the previously motionless figure picked up the clothes he'd tossed aside, his face turning red.

"Put your clothes on, quick!"

The voice was sharp, tinged with embarrassment and anger, and the clothes hitting him felt undeniably real.

Ji Feng lifted a hand to shield his eyes.

"Have I really lost it?"

Seeing Ji Feng still lost in his delusion, Song Chuyi grabbed the clothes and started dressing him.

At the same time, he rattled off:

"My name is Song Chuyi, you can keep calling me Yi Yi, or you can call me A'Chu."

"I am a real person, trapped in this doll for some reason."

"It was your love that awakened me, now I belong to you."

"But I am most afraid of losing face, so you can't go outside without clothes!"

"You can't get frisky anytime, anywhere!"

…………

Ji Feng stared at Song Chuyi in shock.

His Yi Yi... is real?

Not fake? Not his fantasy?

A huge surprise overwhelmed his senses, leaving him speechless, and he could only let Yi Yi help him put on his clothes.

Seeing that he still hadn't reacted, Song Chuyi grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back.

"You can't just go to dangerous places! Especially the edge of a cliff!"

He got angry, his face turning red, and his bright eyes sparkled with anger.

"Otherwise, I'll turn back into a doll again!"

"No!" Ji Feng jolted and quickly replied, "Yi Yi, don't!"

He hugged Song Chuyi's legs with both hands, looked up, like a desperate beggar, his voice trembling.

"I'll do whatever you say."

"Yi Yi, please don't leave me."