What does it mean when he liked my Moments?

As the sun's rays head towards the Tropic of Cancer, the days get longer and the weather gets hotter.

At this time of year, the Cultural Relics Science and Technology Preservation Center becomes one of the coolest places in the Dengyuan Museum. In order to keep the cultural relics in a suitable temperature and humidity, the air conditioners and humidity controllers work day and night. The sound of the fan blades and the chirping of cicadas in the treetops play a rhythmic song in the hot summer.

Cheng Sizhou's eyes were dark and he looked listless. The pungent smell of ointment coming from the back of his neck repeatedly reminded him that Wen Zichuan had transferred him money for the medicine early in the morning and liked that damn post on WeChat Moments.

He can swear to God!

If he could only remember!

Add Teacher Wen’s WeChat!

He would rather pretend that his account was hacked!

I wouldn't add that sentence!

After all, it's too late. The little prince Ning Lie was voiced by Teacher Wen, and he must know all the lines and plots.

So why did he give it a thumbs up? What does a thumbs up mean? Agree? Approve? Appreciate?

"I asked you to do something, but you were absent-minded." The person who spoke was his senior brother, Yu Ming.

"Didn't you see? My neck is twisted and it hurts." Cheng Sizhou was particularly annoyed with him. Ever since his master retired, his brother followed in his master's footsteps and took care of him every day.

As luck would have it, he had a direct junior sister who was blind and had a crush on this ice-faced senior brother.

He and his junior sister Xu Yang both graduated from the History Department of Dengyuan Normal University. He works in cultural relics restoration at the Science and Technology Protection Center, while Xu Yang works in the Social Education Department, engaged in social education.

Xu Yang's education, appearance, and character were all excellent, so why did he fall for Senior Brother Yu? He was puzzled and felt like his cabbage had been taken away by a pig.

"Here, Yangyang gives it to you." Cheng Sizhou stretched out his arm and handed over a USB flash drive.

"This is not a scrap recycling station." Yu Ming looked straight ahead and lowered his head to look at the drawings.

"Information about foreign porcelain," Cheng Sizhou added sarcastically, thinking he was probably mistaken, "She brought it back specially when she was on a business trip. If you don't want it, it's mine."

Yu Ming didn't reply. He put down the blueprint, took off his gloves, walked to the sink, washed his hands carefully, and wiped them with two pieces of paper towels before saying calmly, "It's not a rare thing, but you're not worth the trouble."

"I'm not worth anyone's attention?" Cheng Sizhou stiffened his neck and shouted angrily, "If I go to the Social Education Department, I guarantee everyone, from the eighty-year-old to the youngest child, will like me and treat me with sincerity."

Yu Ming gave him a disdainful look and told him to figure it out for himself: "I'll copy the information, and you return the USB drive."

"I'm not going!" Cheng Sizhou was a frail patient right now, and his goal was to create an opportunity for Xu Yang and Yu Ming to get along. What was the point of being caught in the middle? "They have a dog? Will it bite you?"

Yu Ming pulled out the USB drive, placed it in front of him, then skillfully put on gloves, focused on his work, and stopped talking nonsense with him.

Cheng Sizhou kept his head still, but kept talking: "Old Yu, you are just prejudiced against the Social Education Department. Even if you don't like certain people, there is no need to take your anger out on Yangyang, right?"

Yu Ming paused, staring up at him. "I don't dislike anything, and I'm not angry at anyone. Cheng Sizhou, you're not a fresh-out-of-school kid anymore. Don't you have a clue what to say and what not to say?"

"Yes, you are right, the mouth is the source of all trouble."

Cheng Sizhou snorted and shut up. He felt that Yu Ming was being too cautious. Who at Kebao didn't make a living by their craft? Who could he offend by complaining?

Some people in the Social Education Department have a poor work ethic, but what unit doesn't have a few "tea-drinking, newspaper-reading" types? They're older, more experienced, and no longer do the front-line work. They push everything, big and small, onto the younger generation, and even after things are accomplished, they try to take credit and claim credit for performance. That's unacceptable to anyone.

Fortunately, there is not much overlap between science and technology protection and social education work. Otherwise, with Brother Yu's strict personality, if he encounters one or two people who like to pass the buck, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Around noon, Cheng Sizhou put his USB drive in his pocket and went to the cafeteria to eat.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Cheng!" Xu Yang greeted him while holding a stainless steel plate.

"Yo, Yangyang." Cheng Sizhou grinned.

"Your neck is not feeling well, so sit down. I'll make you whatever you want to eat." Xu Yang pressed him to sit down, and quickly made four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes, plus two fruits and two boxes of yogurt.

The good thing about Dengbo is that the food in the cafeteria is delicious, the auntie who serves the food doesn’t like to shake the spoon, and the portions are generous.

"Senior brother, are you busy recently?" Xu Yang asked.

"It's okay. Is there any job that can stump me and Brother Yu?" Cheng Sizhou, a direct junior sister, knows the situation best. He dragged out the last three words.

"I wanted to take advantage of the May Day holiday to ask him out, but unfortunately my mother asked me to go back to my hometown." Xu Yang was depressed. She was not from Dengyuan and had no friends with whom she could talk intimately, so she could only find him to complain.

"Hey Yangyang, what about Senior Brother Yu? He's a quiet guy, doesn't talk much, and always has a sour face. What are you going to do with him? Eat, go shopping, or go to the movies?"

"I know he doesn't like these," Xu Yang lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttering, "but then the library, art gallery, and riverside greenway should be okay, right?"

"Oh, you asked him out so that we could explore the ocean of knowledge together, explore minimalist art, and green?"

"Senior Brother!" Xu Yang was extremely distressed. Even with Cheng Sizhou, her "military advisor", helping her, she still felt that she did not understand Yu Ming at all, and their relationship had not made any progress at all.

"It's hard to find a four-eyed man, but there are plenty of two-legged men! Why does it have to be him?" Cheng Sizhou deflated her.

Xu Yang bit the tip of her chopsticks. She didn't know what to say, but Yu Ming was just different to her.

She always recalled one afternoon six months ago, when winter sunlight streamed through the glass windows of the restoration room, casting a dappled hue on the paint box beside the table. Yu Ming, wearing a light gray crewneck sweater with his sleeves rolled up high, held a piece of mortar in his gloved left hand, a slender file in his right, concentrating on the smallest details. His profile was handsome and upright, and even his slightly tightened breathing captivated her.

"Brother, I remember that you also liked a boy, right? When you were in college, you and that... uh, that boy who sang really well, how did you win him over?" Xu Yang asked seriously.

Cheng Sizhou's scalp throbbed when he heard this, and the food in his mouth instantly lost its taste: "It's been so many years, why bring that up?"

"I like boys, you like boys too, we..."

“We are different!!”

Others may not know about what happened to Cheng Sizhou in college, but Xu Yang knows it all.

Six years have passed, and he suddenly realized that Yangyang might have misunderstood him all along.

He likes men, but he wouldn't put himself in a woman's shoes! Out of friendship as a fellow student and colleague, he can offer her advice, but that doesn't mean he "feels the same" as her, okay?!

"Oh, I think it's my fault. I don't like him." Xu Yang lowered his eyelids.

"Nonsense! He's the one who's not good enough. You're really great." Cheng Sizhou said in a loud voice.

"Brother, you don't know. When I see something fun and interesting, I'll post it on WeChat Moments, but only he and you can see it. You'll occasionally comment or like it, but he never pays attention to me."

Cheng Sizhou understood Xu Yang's intentions. In their workplace, colleagues who had a good personal relationship would add each other on WeChat to show that they were more than just colleagues. He went to great lengths to find a bunch of excuses to get Yu Ming and Xu Yang to add each other as friends. Unfortunately, Yu Dabingkuai was completely clueless and never interacted with Xu Yang.

The two of them had their own thoughts during the meal. When Cheng Sizhou returned home, he took out the circle of friends and read it again and again. The three words "Wen Zichuan" following the small love heart made his heart as wet as his palm.

With different thoughts in his mind, the long afternoon became even more unbearable. Cheng Sizhou scratched his legs out of boredom and went to annoy Yu Ming again.

"Old Yu."

"explain."

"Are you hot?"

“It’s not hot.”

"You're not hot, but I am. How about using your high temperature allowance to treat me to some ice cream?"

Yu Ming snorted coldly, glanced at the scorching sun outside the window, and took out his cell phone to press a few times.

"Fuck!" Cheng Sizhou's butt was smoking, and he jumped three feet on the ground. "Can we have some personal relationship? When did I ever say I would treat everyone to ice cream?"

"It's okay," Yu Ming handed him a red envelope, "You treat, I'll pay."

Cheng Sizhou clicked on it and saw, "OK! Two hundred yuan!"

Although Brother Yu seems to be frugal on a daily basis and wears the same cheap sweater for several years, he is quite generous when treating guests.

However, the money belonged to him, and the dirty work of running errands to buy ice cream and deliver it to everyone in the hot weather also belonged to him.

Cheng Sizhou slipped out from the corner door at the back, ordered a wholesale package and sent it to the Social Education Department first. He saw a group of female colleagues gathered together, chattering non-stop.

"What are you looking at? Are you all taking a sauna in this weather?" Cheng Sizhou wiped the sweat from his forehead. The air conditioner in the Social Education Department really needed repair. It was the same whether it was on or not.

Sister Yang, who was sitting by the window, greeted him from afar: "Hey, Xiao Cheng is here, they are making promotional posters."

"Making a poster?"

"Yeah! Even though Xu Yang is a history major, she can write articles and create pictures. Last time my son participated in the school speech contest, she helped him make more than 50 pages of PPT."

What help? It was definitely a job she forced upon Yangyang.

Cheng Sizhou stretched his neck and said, "Yangyang, eat the ice cream. It will melt soon!"

Hearing this sound, the crowd rushed over, one after another, and the large plastic bag was soon empty.

Sister Yang was holding a cup of tea. She was old and not fond of tea. In her eyes, the enthusiastic and handsome Xiao Cheng was a rare commodity.

"Xiao Cheng," she pulled Cheng Sizhou aside, "Sister Yang has something to tell you."

"Ah, Sister Yang, you say." Cheng Sizhou smiled awkwardly.

Sister Yang also smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were fine and dense. "I asked Xu Yang, you two get along well, but you're not boyfriend and girlfriend. You're 28 this year, right? My classmate's daughter is two or three years younger than you. She's very good-looking and has a gentle personality. How about having dinner together this weekend? You two can get to know each other and chat."

Except for Xu Yang, no one in the unit knew that he was gay. Every month, there were at least eight or ten people who came to his house to arrange blind dates for him.

"She's beautiful and has a good personality, how can I be worthy of her!" Cheng Sizhou said, "Brother Yu is in a hurry to find me, so I'm leaving now!"

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