Chapter 125 Do you have someone you like?

After Lu Yinzhao asked this question, the chat box displayed "[The other party is typing...]" for a while, then stopped.

But Bianji never sent a message.

Lu Yinzhao wondered if it was presumptuous of him to ask this question.

I was just about to reply, "If it's difficult, then don't say it," when the other party sent it at that moment.

【边悸】：Male.

Lu Yinzhao stared wide-eyed at the screen, remaining motionless for a long time.

Huh? The big shot is gay too?

Do Uncle Bian and Aunt Wen know that both of the Bian brothers prefer men?

[Bian Ji]: I said it, it's your turn.

Bian Ji continued from the previous content with another sentence.

Lu Yinzhao stroked his phone case, hesitated for a moment, and then started typing.

[Zhaozhao]: Actually... I don't know either.

[Zhaozhao]: I'm not interested in romance, and I don't even know what my sexual orientation is.

Lu Yinzhao wasn't faking it when he said that. He doesn't even watch movies. In his past life, his roommate would secretly watch those kinds of things, and he would always turn around and leave whenever he saw him.

Perhaps his sense of shame outweighed his curiosity about the mysteries of life; apart from his normal morning bodily functions, he never had any desires or impulses towards anyone at other times.

[Zhao Zhao]: Brother, do you think I might be frigid?

Seeing that Bian Ji hadn't sent any more messages, Lu Yinzhao rolled around on the bed a couple of times out of boredom.

A short while later, the phone suddenly rang.

Bian Ji actually called!

Lu Yinzhao sat up in a panic and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, bro... is it convenient for you to call me from your end?" Lu Yinzhao asked, trying to make conversation.

"Yes, it's convenient now. I just got back to the hotel." Bian Ji's cool voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh." Lu Yinzhao suddenly didn't know what to say.

He could easily express his private thoughts when he was typing, but now that they were talking on the phone, Lu Yinzhao found it a little difficult to speak.

Why did you suddenly think of asking these questions?

Lu Yinzhao remained silent, but Bian Ji spoke up first. His tone was soft, like fine snowflakes falling into the palm of your hand, cold yet warm.

"It's nothing, we just happened to be talking about love, so I was just asking..." Lu Yinzhao continued tentatively, "Brother, do you have someone you like?"

Bian Ji replied, "Not yet, and the future is uncertain."

Lu Yinzhao felt that the sentence sounded a bit strange, but it didn't seem to have any problems, and he suddenly felt relieved.

He didn't know why, but he was somewhat reluctant to let Bian Ji have a lover right now.

If Bian Ji falls in love with someone, he will definitely focus more on his lover, right? Then, won't I have less and less time to communicate with Bian Ji?

Lu Yinzhao suddenly realized that he was actually jealous of Bian Ji's future lover.

The thought of Bian Ji being affectionate with someone else, neglecting her, and drifting further and further away from her made Lu Yinzhao feel both depressed and suffocated.

Lu Yinzhao felt she had been too willful...

Is it because I've been spoiled so much in this life that I've lost my bearings?

The people in this world don't have to revolve around him, Lu Yinzhao. They will eventually have their own families and lives, and he has no reason to interfere.

My mindset is really wrong.

Lu Yinzhao secretly comforted herself: I will also have my own lover, it's okay.

After briefly adjusting her emotions, Lu Yinzhao's tone returned to normal, her voice as cheerful as a freshly opened bottle of orange soda.

He changed the subject, no longer talking about love, but instead told Bian Ji about the interesting things that happened at home that day.

He also praised his adorable little niece, Xuanxuan.

"You haven't met my older brother's child yet, have you? She's such an adorable little girl, only a year and a half old. She walks like a little penguin, all wobbly. When she calls me 'uncle' in her soft voice, it's absolutely irresistible..."

"..."

"She even plays hide-and-seek with me! She hides behind the sofa with only her little head peeking out, her eyes sparkling. As soon as I find her, she giggles. Now I understand why adults like to tease children."

"..."

"With such a little figurine by your side all the time, how can you resist touching and squeezing it?"

As soon as Lu Yinzhao finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes crinkling. His voice was soft and gentle. Thinking of Xuanxuan's adorable appearance, he could almost feel the soft touch of her when he hugged her before.

Bian Ji listened to the boy's incessant rambling without getting annoyed, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. "You were the cutest when you were little, cuter than any other child."

"It's alright, it's just that my family fed me too much, so I look chubby." Lu Yinzhao was embarrassed by Bian Ji's compliment.

Anyway, in my eyes, you are the cutest.

"Brother, you didn't talk like this before."

Why has Bian Ji become so direct after going abroad? The Bian Ji used to be very quiet, and although he would praise him, he would never say it in such a... cheesy way?

Lu Yinzhao couldn't think of any words to describe it.

"Alright, I won't say anymore. It's getting late, you should get some rest," Bian Ji said with a smile.

Aren't you going to rest?

"I'm going to perform on stage the day after tomorrow, so I need to practice this song some more."

"Good luck, bro. I'm hanging up now."

"Okay, goodnight."

"good evening."

The call has ended.

In a luxurious hotel suite, the young man held his phone, lost in thought, before looking out at the city lights through the glass window.

His eyes gradually became dark and deep.

Some things are still uncertain and require more time to verify...

...

Lu Yinzhao enjoyed a wonderful National Day holiday at home.

His parents went to great lengths to get the kitchen to cook delicious meals for him, which helped him regain the weight he had lost.

On the day Lu Yinzhao returned to school, she looked at herself in the mirror over and over again.

Why does it feel like that little bit of baby fat has come back?

The boy rubbed his face abruptly, and his mood immediately soured.

Oh, right, he said he'd get his roommates to work out with him.

"Let's go for a run on the track after class tomorrow," Lu Yinzhao suggested.

The three of them looked at Lu Yinzhao.

"You, the loner, actually took the initiative to organize dormitory activities?" Song Shuye said, sitting up from the bed.

"I'm not a loner, I was just busy with important things before..." Lu Yinzhao's voice trailed off as she explained.

Okay, he admits he wasn't very sociable at first.

But we weren't familiar with each other back then.

Moreover, Lu Yinzhao is not someone who likes to trouble others; sometimes other people's enthusiasm becomes a psychological burden for him.

Now that everyone has gone through military training, they have inexplicably become sworn brothers, so Lu Yinzhao no longer worries about these things.

"I see that your physical condition is too poor, and I don't want to see you get sick again. You have to attend classes during the day, so exercising after dinner is the most suitable thing to do," Lu Yinzhao said calmly.

He didn't mention at all that it was because he felt he had gained weight recently.

“Sure, I have time. What about you?” Song Shuye readily agreed.

“I’m OK with that too!” Xu Zishi said.

“I’m free too,” Jiang Yi said.

“Okay, let’s go together then.” Lu Yinzhao smiled; the plan was working.

...

After class the next day, Lu Yinzhao and his three roommates went to the cafeteria for lunch together.

You can order food on the second floor.

This time, Song Shuye generously treated everyone to a meal.

"Chestnut braised chicken, water bamboo stir-fried with pork, tomato stewed beef brisket, lily bulb stir-fried with celery... Let's start with these, we'll add more if it's not enough."

"That's enough, that's enough. You can't eat much more. If you eat too much, you'll feel uncomfortable if you exercise."

After all the dishes were served, the young men ate and chatted about their majors.

"Our macroeconomics teacher just reads from the PPT in class, without even changing the punctuation. I want to raise my hand and ask him to just send the slides to the class group and let us learn by ourselves from the PPT!" Song Shuye complained.

"I do want teachers like you. Our electromagnetism teacher never uses PowerPoint to teach; he insists on showing off his blackboard writing skills and requires us to keep up with his pace when taking notes. His tone of voice almost made me dream of my senior year of high school..." Jiang Yi shook his head.

"You guys are all alright, at least it's better than our ancient literature teacher who likes to talk about everything from the beginning of heaven and earth to the paulownia tree he planted when he was a child. I even fell asleep during class this morning, sigh." Xu Zishi sighed, picked up another piece of beef, and ate it.

There's not much to complain about regarding Lu Yinzhao.

He basically knew and understood everything his professors taught in their major courses. He only attended classes to reinforce his knowledge, and if he encountered anything he didn't understand, he would ask for clarification on the spot.

The problem is that the teachers like to use his photography in their presentation slides as examples, which makes him a little embarrassed.

They took the pictures from Lu Yinzhao's Weibo account [Bright.L], and the teachers had no idea that this Weibo account belonged to Lu Yinzhao.

After years of operation, Lu Yinzhao's account has accumulated over a million followers, which is not considered a large number even among industry leaders.

It's because Lu Yinzhao is very laid-back.

He doesn't deliberately market himself; he just uploads a set of photos every now and then, sometimes without even bothering to add captions.

The quality of a photograph is the only factor that can win someone's favor.

Unlike other bloggers with more followers who show their faces in videos, create various tutorials and equipment guides, and even do live-streaming e-commerce, [the blogger's name] is different.

Lu Yinzhao simply wants to be a leisurely sharer, sharing the aesthetics captured through his lens and the world as he sees it.

"Have you all finished eating? If you have, let's go to the playground." Lu Yinzhao wiped her mouth and stood up.

"Men need to exercise!" Song Shuye yelled, showing off his thin biceps.

"Let's go, let's go, there will be more people soon."

"Let's run a few laps before those young couples take over the stadium."

Lu Yinzhao and his friends ate very quickly. When they arrived at the playground, there weren't many people there yet, as everyone had gone to the cafeteria.

They then began running laps at a steady pace on the track.

"Be careful to maintain your breathing rhythm and avoid getting a side stitch."

"Got it, Coach Lu, why don't you set an example?" Song Shuye laughed.

After the group exercised for forty minutes, some students from the cafeteria also began to gather on the playground.

People were coming to digest their food after meals, as well as athletes who came to train their legs, and people taking walks with their partners... The number of people on the playground gradually increased.

"Hey! Isn't that Lu Yinzhao?"

This afternoon, Ge Yinghao had a meal with his club members. On his way back from outside the school, as he passed the playground, the person next to him pointed to the boys on the track not far away and said something.

The boy was wearing a black and white tracksuit and a light blue sports headband.

The setting sun elongated his running figure, and the corner of his clothes was occasionally lifted by the wind, vaguely revealing the scenery inside.

"You guys go ahead, I'm going to do some exercise to help digest my food."

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Author's Note: Zhao Zhao: Could I be frigid? [Pleading]

Bian Ji: With me around, you won't do it. [shrug]