Substitutes do not want to be converted [Quick Transmigration]

Xichen didn't expect to start chatting with Lu's father on this topic.

I thought it was something unique to my own world, but after listening to Lu's father, I realized that this world also has it, and it wasn't brought over by some host.

"Did you draw this?" Chen Xiaobei pointed at the pattern downstairs, full of surprise.

"Yeah." Lu's father didn't expect to meet a fellow at a young age. The family saw him tinkering with this and said a lot about him, "This golf course was built by a joint venture between me and my friend. It's not a problem to do some lawn modeling."

Xichen thought that he already liked this kind of unknown stuff, but he didn't expect to meet a fancier with a higher level.

I've never seen someone engrave mysterious patterns on his own court, this old man is a bit interesting.

"It's a pity that I don't know what these patterns mean until now." Father Lu felt a little regretful, "It would be great if I could see alien civilizations in my lifetime."

It seems that they believe in the statement that "the Nazca lines are marks made by aliens".

"Difficult." Chen Xiaobei followed Lu's father's words, "Even if it is an alien civilization, it should be a civilization higher than human beings. The life span of human beings is still too short."

Father Lu nodded in agreement and sighed, "Yes."

A topic of interest, Xichen moved his mind and asked the system to call up the Nazca Lines and related research results that had appeared in this world, but found that they were completely consistent with the real world.

Even the time of publication of the information is the same.

Xichen laughed at himself, what was he expecting.

At that moment just now, he really came up with a ridiculous idea - this is the same world as the real world, but a different world line.

But reality told him that this was just a virtual world based on reality.

The people here have fixed personalities, hobbies are just a series of numbers, there is no reality.

A dead person is dead, lost forever in all the spaces he can reach.

Melancholy flashed across his eyes, and when he looked up again, Chen Xiaobei had recovered his enthusiasm, "If you are interested, I can recommend a few books to you."

"Oh? Really?" Lu's father showed curiosity, and took out his mobile phone, "Tell me, I'll write it down."

It's rare to meet a junior with a similar temperament, Father Lu is in a good mood.

"Remember what?" Mother Lu said coldly from the side, and poked her elbow under the table.

"..." Father Lu's hands froze, he looked at Mother Lu, then at Chen Xiaobei, and shyly put the phone back, "Next time."

I almost forgot my position.

"Ah... It's okay, it's okay, let's do it next time." Chen Xiaobei looked disappointed, as if he was sad for not being accepted by Lu's mother.

In the second half of the lunch, he stopped talking and played a poor boy who wanted to be in charge but failed to win favor.

It was not until he left the restaurant that Lu Chengan realized that something was wrong with Chen Xiaobei.

The silence in the past was not really silence, the clever eyes under the surface often showed that he was in a good mood.But now—the light in his eyes is gone.

"Xiaobei?" He deliberately took a step behind Lu's mother.

Xichen: "Huh?"

"you're not feeling OK?"

"No."

Lu Chengan raised his eyebrows, looked at Chen Xiaobei for a few moments, and thought about it.

Was he... unhappy because of his mother's attitude?

Chen Xiaobei really cares about this?

Does this mean that - he also cares about himself a little bit.

Thinking of this, Lu Chengan's heart was blank for a moment, and he led Chen Xiaobei downstairs.

Today is not in vain.

"Drip - the favorability value of the target person has risen to 65."

"..."

After the rain stopped, it was another sunny afternoon. The group returned to the court, and Chen Xiaobei found a corner on the second floor to curl up as usual.

What was different from the morning was that the figure beside him flashed by and then sat down.

Chen Xiaobei opened his eyes, seeing that Lu Chengan was a little confused, so he said, "Boss Lu, are you not going to play?"

"No." Lu Chengan moved the chair to this side, "It's too sunny down here."

"..." Chen Xiaobei paused, and took out a small yellow jar from his trouser pocket, "I brought sunscreen."

Lu Chengan: "..."

"No, it's too greasy."

"That's it..." Chen Xiaobei thought for a moment, then turned to take out his bag, "I know you don't like greasy oil, so you brought a bottle of sunscreen spray."

Lu Chengan: "..."

What does he mean?Xi Chen pursed her lips.

"How about I go hold an umbrella for you?"

"..."

Why Xiaobei didn't understand what he meant at all, Lu Chengan laughed angrily.

"President Lu?" Chen Xiaobei held up the sunscreen spray with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Just finished eating, rest for a while."

"Oh…"

Affected by the noon, Xichen is not in a good mood until now, and he has been serving the picky Mr. Lu for a long time, and he has completely lost his patience.

Withdrawing the spray, he leaned back on the chair and narrowed his eyes.

Grandpa is not waiting.

There was a faint mint smell in the air, mixed with the freshness after the rain, and he felt a little better.

It might be better without the overly obvious glances from the side.

Lu Chengan couldn't stop watching what was going on, Xichen cursed secretly and turned sideways.

"..."

It was quiet for a while, the sun warmed his whole body, and Xichen felt sleepy.

"Squeak—" There was the sound of the chair being dragged. Although it was lifted deliberately, the noise was still unavoidable.

Immediately afterwards, the sun that had warmed his face disappeared, and Xichen opened his eyes in a daze.

Lu Chengan, who was originally sitting on the inside, moved to the side of the railing, blocking the sunlight that shone on Chen Xiaobei's body.

"?"

Xichen couldn't help it anymore, "Is there anything wrong with him?"

system:"……"

"Aren't you afraid of the sun?"

System: "...I don't know."

The right to bask in the sun will be deprived, Xichen feels that today is really unlucky.

You know, Xichen's rare hobby is basking in the sun, and the most annoying person is troublemaker.

It took Lu Chengan less than half an hour to gather his explosive points in an instant, which is considered a skill.

This person must have seen his purpose, otherwise why would he go against him everywhere.

Holding back his breath, Xichen tried to fall asleep again.

When he felt drowsy again, the system's broadcast shook him awake.

"D-Host, Lin Lan has boarded the plane and is expected to arrive in this city at 11:30 tomorrow morning, please be ready."