Chapter 67 I don't like what's on the phone screen in front of me at all...

The phone screen in front of me displayed the earliest list of winners, and the name of the Best Newcomer Streamer in the Gaming section was indeed "Poverty Can Move People".

However, the award winner being announced by the host was someone else. Jingjing and Lizi looked at each other in surprise. They glanced at Ning Buyi, who was completely absorbed in his own world and unaware of what was happening outside.

Soft strands of hair fell in front of his eyes. A hand poked him, and Ning Buyi looked up, snapping out of his daze: "What's wrong?"

Jingjing leaned closer and asked, "Did you look at the previous award list?"

He nodded. During the live stream, a file was sent from the back end saying that he had won some kind of award, but he didn't look at it carefully. He only knew that he seemed to have won it, but he didn't know what it was for.

"Look, this award was supposed to be yours, but now someone else has gone on stage. Did you receive any notification?"

Jingjing handed him the phone, and his name was indeed displayed on the screen. Ning Buyi blinked, somewhat confused. He had been preoccupied with Xiao He's matter and hadn't paid much attention to this, so he didn't know what had happened.

The boy shook his head: "I didn't receive it."

The award that was originally his suddenly slipped away. He patted his pocket, then put on a smile again. Although he was a little disappointed, the joy of seeing Jingjing soon overwhelmed him. It was just an award; it wasn't a big deal.

"That shouldn't be the case. Isn't Ningning's boyfriend our big boss? Shouldn't the list of people to be changed be reviewed? Is there a mistake, or did he do it?"

Jingjing was muttering to Chestnut on the side. Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached Ning Buyi's ears. He rubbed his fingers nervously and blinked more and more frequently.

just in case……

Ning Buyi suddenly shook his head, trying to shake off the thought that had just entered his mind. Xiao He would never do that; perhaps she sent the wrong message from the beginning.

But he couldn't resist opening the chat box and typing a message to Zhu Yanhe, asking if he should show this to Xiao He, and also asking if Zhu Yanhe knew he had won an award.

The boy pursed his lips, holding the electronic screen loosely in his hands, as if it would fall to the ground with the slightest touch. The other end quickly replied with two "hmm"s.

A single, simple word weighed heavily on my heart like a stone.

Hmm means Xiao He will definitely see the list. Zhu Yanhe also knows that he won the award. His heart is inexplicably flustered, and even his lips are pursed until they turn white. All the lights in the venue are focused on the stage, and the place where he is is dim. Only the white light of the chat box reflects on his face.

Ning Buyi wasn't concerned about the award itself. He suddenly wondered if this was a bad sign, a sign that Xiao He didn't want him.

The heating in the venue seemed to suddenly stop, making him feel a little cold, even his fingertips felt chilly. He pulled the zipper all the way up in one go, burying half his face in his collar.

A hand patted his back, and a voice sounded in his ear: "It's okay, maybe they got the list wrong. This kind of small occasion doesn't necessarily need to be shown to the higher-ups." Jingjing turned her head and saw the boy who looked half-dejected. She realized that he had heard what she had just said, and quickly tried to make amends.

Normally, Ning Buyi would have easily believed and become happy again, but now he only held onto a sliver of hope and couldn't help but think about the worst possible outcome. The young man couldn't help but touch the ring box in his pocket, seeking a bit of comfort.

Xiao He still wants to see him; Xiao He definitely didn't do it on purpose.

The host on stage was giving his closing remarks, and the surrounding noise kept Ning Buyi completely isolated. He stared blankly at the dazzling stage, and in the shadows, torment and panic poured into his body like a lake of water. The sudden noise around him woke him up.

His clothes were suddenly pulled very tight, the inner fabric stretched without a single wrinkle, and Jingjing said urgently, "Ningning, look!"

Ning Buyi looked away, his pupils suddenly dilated, his mind went blank for a moment, and it felt as if all the blood in his body was flowing backward. Even the whispers around him continued to rise, like the biting wind in winter, which always managed to find a crack to slip through, even though he had covered himself up tightly.

He seemed incredulous, but his hands trembled as he unlocked his phone twice before finally opening it. The disciplinary letter lay quietly in the background, his fingertips hovering in the air, unable to fall. He was so afraid, afraid it was true, so afraid that Xiao He would abandon him.

The awards ceremony had ended, and people around him gradually got up and left the venue. Several seemingly casual glances lingered on him. Ning Buyi buried his face in his knees and sat there silently, trying to blend himself into the darkness.

Jingjing and the others looked hesitant, unsure of what had happened, but certain it was related to his partner.

While some people do use someone else's ID to stream, getting caught is an unavoidable punishment. Generally, the authorities turn a blind eye to normal cases. Such a deliberate red card ban must mean someone is targeting him, and that person hasn't done anything wrong. This is wrong in the first place.

"Baby, are you alright?" Jingjing crouched down, her skirt brushing against his side.

"It's okay, Sister Jingjing, you guys go to the banquet, I want to go home." Ning Buyi raised his head, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, looking perfectly normal.

Knowing that Jianjianbao was always optimistic, Jingjing gave him a few more instructions and then left.

In the vast hall, only his lonely figure remained. Ning Buyi slowly stood up, sniffed, and thought that Xiao He was going to be separated from him. It was no big deal; it wasn't the first time he had been abandoned.

He walked outside, and his phone rang again in his pocket. The light in his eyes went out again after he opened the phone, and the boy's voice trembled slightly: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Even after the call ended, Ning Buyi remained standing there quietly, still in the position of answering the phone. After a moment, the boy put away his phone and walked out as if nothing had happened.

A gust of wind rose from the car's exhaust fumes as a black sports car pulled up at the entrance of the venue. Shiny leather shoes shone on the ground, a gentle breeze caressing the scene. Zhu Yanhe adjusted his suit, his hair half-slicked back, his sophisticated look clearly the result of careful thought.

He glanced at his watch; the banquet hadn't started yet. Before he'd even taken a step, his pocket vibrated twice. Zhu Yanhe's eyelids twitched involuntarily; he had a strange feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Zhu Yanhe glanced at it, then immediately switched to call Ning Buyi. Unexpectedly, the mechanical female voice on the other end of the call annoyed him. The man clicked his tongue, found the location system, and the sports car that was originally parked at the door immediately changed its route.

What was a simple matter turned into an unexpected outcome. Zhu Yanhe frowned and kept calling Ning Buyi, fearing that something had happened.

He pressed the accelerator pedal lightly, and the needle on the dashboard turned to the right. The trees outside the window rushed past as the car accelerated. Zhu Yanhe stared ahead, his eyes filled with deep sorrow.

On the other side, Zhu Zhu had her hands tucked into her hair. Did she check the almanac before going out today? Why has she been having so much bad luck lately?

She wants to jump out of the car now, and she's not kidding.

Zhu Zhu forgot to bring her camera when she went out this morning, but she didn't think much of it. She figured she could just fool her dad anyway, and naturally she would use her phone to take pictures.

On the way back, his father wanted to see the photos, and Zhu Zhu handed him the phone without thinking. Zhu Guanghai had a smile on his face when he took it, but suddenly his face turned ashen.

The woman next to him glanced at it, clutched her chest, and gasped in shock. The man gripped his phone tightly; if it hadn't been Zhu Zhu's, he probably would have thrown it away. How could there be such a disgusting thing?

In an instant, anger had consumed him. He clenched his fist so tightly that his teeth were grinding together. He threw his phone at Zhu Zhu and yelled, "Damn it! Are you trying to drive us crazy?! I didn't believe what that kid from the Pei family said at first, ha!"

Zhu Zhu was confused. She picked up her phone and glanced at it before panicking. She hurriedly turned around and explained, stammering, "No, Dad, it's not what you think. Listen to me."

The screen displayed nothing but the image of Zhu Yan and Wen Ning Buyi from that day, and she deeply regretted not hiding it.

No amount of explanation would be of any use now; the irrefutable facts were there for all to see. Zhu Guanghai had no desire to hear anything more from her and believed what was before him.

Zhu Guanghai believed that his previous methods were merciful enough. Since the man refused to listen to reason, he should not be blamed for being ruthless.

As dusk fell, his shadow stretched longer. Autumn brought only desolation. Fallen leaves drifted past his eyes and landed at his feet, dying.

The empty swings in the park were filled with the cold wind. The boy sat blankly on the park bench, not knowing why he had come here. Perhaps this was his first bed.

I could hear the leaves weeping and the cold wind howling in my ears, and my phone kept vibrating, trembling as if it were crying.

Ning Buyi just watched quietly. He wouldn't cry. He had always been the strongest. If things went wrong, he would just try again. Anyway, time was running out.

Everything before him seemed to move frame by frame, like an empty amusement park. The fairytale bells rang like the music of a carousel. "It's okay," he told himself. "I've just lost a job, I've just lost someone I like."

He originally had nothing; Xiao He brought him with her, and Xiao He took him away with her.

"Ning Buyi." A hurried male voice suddenly rang out, and a figure jogged towards him, his hair blowing in the wind, and even the corners of his clothes were covered with dust. The boy only glanced at him lightly before falling into a still cold embrace.

That look contained so much; Zhu Yanhe felt as if he had been torn to pieces just by looking into it, and an indescribable heartache welled up inside him.

The man's hands were gripping him so tightly, it felt like he was trying to meld him in. Ning Buyi reached out to push him away, saying, "You're squeezing me so tight..."

Ning Buyi found him really strange, wondering why he could find her no matter where she was.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Yanhe loosened her grip slightly, still holding him tightly.

"I don't want to tell you." Ning Buyi's words were devoid of emotion. His gaze was fixed on the banyan tree in the center of the park. Thinking was too tiring; he didn't want to think about anything.

The boy's fair neck was hidden beneath his hair. Zhu Yanhe said slowly, "Ning Buyi, I can solve anything for you."

He could solve anything for Ning Buyi, as long as Ning Buyi needed him a little or relied on him a little.

The boy rubbed his eyes. The wind had suddenly picked up and blown sand into his eyes. He looked up and met Zhu Yanhe's eyes: "Zhu Yanhe, why are you always so good to me? I'm not good at all."

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Author's Note: A moment of heartache.

When Zhu Yanhe goes on business trips, he usually takes Ning Buyi with him. One day, a business partner asked if Ning Buyi suffered from separation anxiety, which was why he always brought him along. The person eating nearby looked up blankly; he didn't even know what separation anxiety was. Zhu Yanhe smiled and replied that he was just being strict, afraid the other person wouldn't believe him. He reached for some food in Ning Buyi's bowl, but Ning Buyi immediately bared his teeth and stopped him. The business partner was speechless; this was food possessiveness!