Song Yun smiled back.

The orange in his arms wanted to stretch out its paw to grab the photo. He held its paw and lowered his head to ask:

“Is the kitten in here cute?”

Orange meowed.

Below the green photo frame is an orange photo frame with plush petals, which contains a photo of Orange as a single cat.

The little sunflower cat hugged its big tail and licked it with its eyes narrowed.

Song Yun looked back at the photo, then looked at it again, and then rubbed the little cat's head vigorously, "My dear, how can you be so cute!"

The kitten seemed to know how cute it was, and meowed twice.

The smile in his light-colored eyes deepened a little, and Song Yun hugged the cat and two photo frames and went upstairs.

Today's work is almost done, except for the finishing touches.

With a restless little cat in his arms, Song Yunhui continued typing on the keyboard at a faster pace.

As I typed the last character, my cell phone rang.

It was a WeChat call from Chen Chen.

The other party always sends WeChat messages whether there is something or not, this is the first time I have made a direct WeChat call.

Thinking that the other party might have something urgent to do, he answered the call directly.

"Oh my god, I saw the video online. Are you okay? Are you okay?"

There was a burst of input the moment the call was connected. Song Yun put the phone a little further away from his ear and took another look at the other party's profile picture on the phone.

It’s Chen Chen, for sure.

He asked tentatively: "Did you hit the wrong person?"

He has been at home today and has not been sick or had any accidents recently, so there is no chance that the news would be spread online and seen by Chen Chen.

The only possibility is that the other party dialed the wrong number.

"Huh?"

The other party paused in excitement for a moment, "You didn't go online today?"

"Um."

Song Yun responded, "I was working today. What's wrong?"

Finally realizing his situation, Chen Chen briefly explained what happened in the video.

"Um?"

Song Yun replied, "There is actually a video."

He was a little surprised, but not much, and he had no intention of watching the video.

Chen Chen asked: "I see you hit your head on a rock, are you okay?"

"It was a long time ago. Why would I be here if I had something to do?"

Glancing at the time on his computer, he asked, "Playing games?"

"Play!"

The subject easily changed.

Song Yun opened the game and put on the headset. He looked back at the computer screen and took a sip of coffee.

There were surprisingly not many people in the game tonight, as if they all went to watch something else.

Netizens are indeed paying attention to other things.

As soon as the monitor’s video was released, people on other video platforms immediately smelled the traffic, simply edited it, added text and music, and then released it, starting to earn traffic without doing anything.

More and more people are paying attention to this matter. When more people pay attention to something, more details can't be hidden.

[I watched the video over and over again for more than ten times, and finally I had the confidence to speak!

Please watch the video from 0:54 to 1:16. The stagehand holding the ladder lifted the ladder and the clothes inside the coat were exposed. Although it was a bit blurry, you can see a black five-pointed star on it. This is the first point. Second, remember his shoes. After remembering them, I recommend everyone to go to @劇組小二's homepage to check out the big-eyed boy he posted six months ago and compare them. There are surprises. 】

@劇組小等 is the one who mentioned seeing Song Yun retweeting someone.

He also spoke righteously, saying that he was just telling the truth and was willing to lose his job for it.

It was because of this post that his fans skyrocketed. Even though his fans have gradually decreased because he no longer posted any posts about Big Eyes, the number is still very impressive.

As majestic and awe-inspiring as this big-eyed boy originally looked, he now looks so hypocritical and ridiculous.

The other party rarely posts big eyed boy, so netizens can easily find the big eyed boy before June by scrolling down the list of big eyed boy.

It is a very ordinary-looking photo, probably just one taken after get off work, with the caption [It’s raining like crazy, hope to get rich overnight].

The main subject of the photo is the trousers and feet that were wet by the rain, but a corner of the top is exposed and half of the shoes are also exposed.

Black five-pointed star, same shoes.

【??? I hope you will die suddenly because of my sudden wealth】

[The real-life version of WOC bites back! Don’t you feel guilty for being alive? 】

[If Song Yunhui didn't go down to save people, you would be a murderer! How dare you jump up and down here! ? ]

[There must be someone behind this. The traffic of this big-eyed guy can't help him get rich. Apart from getting attention, there is nothing else pleasing (if you have an expressionistic personality, just ignore what I said)]

[I think someone is behind this +1. If there is no benefit, who would dare to do this? If there is a result, please kick me.]

[Just guess a Song Zishu, I love watching bloody dramas about wealthy families]

[The latest news is that he has resigned from the crew. Is he going to run away after getting rich? [Smile]]

[This is not just a failed hype, this is murder and frame-up! ]

[There must be someone behind this. I am terrified when I think about it. This person is being used as a puppet. Why aren't we also puppets? ]

[It’s over one after another. I won’t be able to sleep tonight. Please kill me at 8am tomorrow morning.]

While many netizens were still jumping up and down in the melon field, Chen Chen and Song Yun were happily sitting in a double row.

When he plays the game alone, he is a high-V rookie who is scolded so much that he dares not open the microphone, but when he plays with Song Yunhui, he is a high-V rookie who shows off his power.

He was a foodie and loved to run around everywhere, so Song Yunhui followed him and ran around everywhere.

Neither of them cared about winning or losing. Chen Chen just played and chatted, just having fun.

Song Yunhui was chatting, but at the same time he was also paying attention to the game screen, reminding Chen Chen to be careful from time to time.

They don't care about winning or losing, but that doesn't mean their teammates don't care. If they give away too many points, Chen Chen will probably be scolded so much that he won't dare to open the microphone.

They have now talked about what happened after his hospitalization.

Chen Chen put himself in the situation's shoes for a moment, and then expressed his thoughts: "Being in the hospital must be boring."

If it were him, he would probably have to crawl out of the hospital to go out and play.

“A little bit.”

Song Yunhui moved the mouse and tapped the keyboard to knock down the enemy who sneaked to the side, and said, "I was mostly asleep at that time."

After waking up, I spent most of my time in a daze. Occasionally, when I saw the patients and their families outside the window, I would get inspired and write one or two tuneless pieces.

All in all, it's a rather dull life without any ups and downs.

Chen Chen sighed: "If only I had known you at that time."

He calculated, "You had nothing to do at that time. If I were closer, I could just move a computer to your place and come play with you after get off work. Wouldn't that be nice?"

He thought about it and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible. "You can't finish all the comfort food you received. I can just go over and help you solve it. It's like killing two birds with one stone."

Song Yunhui did not comment.

He had no more comfort food to eat.

The fact that he was in the hospital was not spread out, and he did not tell anyone, except that he accidentally let it slip when chatting with his tutor.

The tutor lived far away and had other work to do, so he couldn't come, so he sent flowers and a fruit basket.

“…”

The hand that was tapping the keyboard paused.

Song Yunhui suddenly remembered that someone had visited him when he was in the hospital.

The things are here, but the people are not.

Every now and then, the nurse would bring in a fruit basket and say that someone had brought it to the front desk and asked them to pass it on to him.

They were all his favorite fruits, and the portion was just right. As soon as he finished the previous basket, the next one came.

But I still don’t know who sent the fruit.

I don’t know his name, appearance or age.

Song Yunhui didn't explore too much.

The other party may not tell him these things because he may not want him to know who the other party is.

Then it would be fine if he just didn't know about it.

He had no interest in eating fruit during that time, but at least he had something to do. When he was bored, he could calculate the time when the fruit basket would arrive next time. Thinking about it now, it wasn't so boring.

The two chatted and played at the same time, and unknowingly they had reached the late stage. Chen Chen rarely had such a highlight moment that lasted until the late stage, so he decided to keep silent.

He played very seriously, but died very quickly.

Song Yunhui said "My condolences".

Chen Chen clenched his fist, "It doesn't matter, let's play again next time. I will definitely have the last laugh!"

Because of Chen Chen's determination to laugh to the end, they unexpectedly played for a long time that night.

Song Yunhui has made staying up late a habit, but Chen Chen can't. He is a social animal and has to punch in at work the next morning, so he can only quit with tears in his eyes.

The room became quiet. Song Yun was sweating a little after playing the game. He got up and started looking for pajamas in the closet. He took a shower and went straight to bed.

Today is another day of good sleep.

The days that followed seemed to be like that. Whenever he saw an update on Big Eyes, he would go in to take a look, check in six times [haha], and then quit without looking at any other content.

He has recently seen his name frequently on various push notifications, and his influence is huge and coming in a big way.

If it were in the past, it would probably be considered a huge hype.

He didn't know why these people were rehashing old things, or why anyone was paying attention to things in the past, and he wasn't really interested.

Maybe there are still countless insults behind every push, or maybe gradually someone will speak up for him and he will get some of the support and love he has been striving for.

But these are not important now.

After putting on a thick coat and a hat, Song Yunhui stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. Then he decided to put the coat and hat directly on his head.

With a mask, a hat, and another hat on top of that, he can now barely be seen as a human being.

very good.

Touching the cat's head at his feet, he said, "My dear, I'm going to pick up your father."

Qin Shu was supposed to come back the day before yesterday, but after finishing filming he flew to another place and only flew back today.

橙子蹭蹭他，之後自己跑去喝水去了。

揣上鑰匙，宋雲回直接出了門。

現在已經是妥妥的冬天，有人嫌麻煩，直接穿着睡衣套了件外套就在小區裏的公園溜達，看了眼路過的裹成一團的宋雲回，完全不覺得有什麽不對。

冬天的路上的确挺難看到一張完全露出的人臉。

從家裏到機場需要一段時間，宋雲回提前出門，到了機場的時候發現早了将近半小時。

秦書出站的地方那裏已經坐滿了人，沒有其他位置，所以他直接在大廳裏随意找了個位置坐下，設了個鬧鐘，之後打開消消樂。

這個游戲适合腦子放空的時候玩，消磨時間剛剛好。

他玩了幾局，之後旁邊坐下一個人來。

宋雲回看了他一眼。

倒不是因為其他，主要是對方在這麽冷的天還就只穿了單薄的兩件，看上去很有風度。

也很冷。

抖得跟抖糠篩一樣。

對方手裏揣着一個牌子，五彩缤紛的，很耀眼，并且還跟着他抖動的頻率一起抖，晃了又晃，看上去更為耀眼了些。

看着對方一直抖，宋雲回原本很溫暖的裝束都跟着覺得有點冷，他建議道：

“機場裏有空調，這邊沒有，建議去那邊……”

他話沒有說完，對方看過來，好像在确認什麽一樣。

對方看完之後，一邊抖着一邊認真把手裏牌子塞到了他手裏，之後看了眼四周，說：

“可以拜托你拿一下嗎？這個很重要，我還想果子在上邊簽個名來着……我肚子有……有億點點痛，想去上個廁所。”

宋雲回想說他這肚子痛有可能是冷到痛，穿上一件衣服比較好。

但是對方動作很快，說了聲謝謝後站起來硬生生彎了個腰，之後拿起一直不離手的袋子之後就快速離開。

“……”

宋雲回看着手裏的牌子，陷入了短暫的沉默。

牌子五光十色且花哨，富有個性又亮眼，上面兩個碩大的【成果】更是讓人有些不忍直視。

可能是因為牌子的獨特性，周圍不少人都看了過來，之後在他注意到的瞬間又移開視線，裝作無事發生。

***

飛機上，秦書手裏揣着一個粉色暖手袋，神色淡淡看着窗外。

隔着一個過道，經紀人看了眼他手裏的暖手袋又看了眼他，暗自磨了磨牙，之後問道：“你下飛機之後是怎麽打算的？”

明明就不怕冷的人，之前山裏面的冷都熬過來了，現在卻裝模作樣在飛機上揣着個暖手袋。

秦書轉過視線看向他，“有人來接我。”

明明表情還是那副表情，經紀人就莫名看不過眼。

後排的助理悄悄豎起了耳朵，但是對話到此結束，沒了後文。

窗外的雲層慢慢向後掠去。

在飛機落地前，其他人開始收拾東西，秦書低頭發了條消息。

對面應該是有事，沒有在看手機，再安靜等了一會兒，沒有等到對方的消息後，他這才收起了手機。

飛機之後終于緩緩落地。

幾個人依次下了飛機，耳邊傳來轟鳴聲。

這是雙跑道機場，隔着一段距離，另外一架飛機也緩緩落地，聲音就是從那裏傳來的。

經紀人沒怎麽注意隔壁的飛機，更在意站內的情況。

他在出站前隔着玻璃窗觀望了一下，表情微變，意識到了不對勁。

站裏的人有些過多了，擠擠密密集結在出站口前。

助理跟過來，也注意到了，皺起眉頭，“行程應該沒有洩露啊。”

他們保密工作一向做得很好，轉飛機就沒遇到過幾次行程洩露。

“也可能不是我們行程洩露了。”

經紀人表情稍微嚴肅了些，“先等會兒，我問問今天還有沒有其他人來這機場。”

***

宋雲回現在站在人潮中，之前的消消樂才玩到一半，但是現在不得不先把手機放兜裏。

他的手裏還抱着之前那個人托付給他的牌子，牌子大，長方形樣，有棱有角，他怕戳到別人，所以只能稍微舉高了些。

現在的情況着實有點出乎意料，他被人潮帶着往前走，還在狀況外。

在幾分鐘前，他還坐在椅子上玩消消樂，再稍微一擡頭的時候，發現機場變得有些不一樣。

具體來說就是人變多了，尤其是自己坐的這塊區域。

其他人也都拿着牌子或者橫幅，看上去激動又緊張。

雖然自己沒有經歷過，但他知道有粉絲接機這個粉絲間廣為流傳的活動。

其他人的橫幅上也都印着成果或者粉絲對成果的愛稱，已經很明顯可以看出是接誰的。

宋雲回覺得自己或許不該繼續待在這個地方。

他站起來剛準備離開，結果一個熱心小夥拉住了他，說：

“你走錯方向了，果子在這裏出來。”

熱心小夥的力氣意外的大。

對方扛着一卷橫幅，還在對他說，“你這個牌子看上去就是用心做了的，要是走錯地方錯過了可不得哭。”

宋雲回和他解釋：“這個牌子不是我做的，是別人……”

他的話還沒說完，人群中驟然爆發出一陣尖叫聲，完全沸騰起來，把他的聲音完全的掩蓋了下去。

人潮湧動，後方還不斷有人跑過來，尖叫聲穿透耳膜直刺大腦，他站在人潮中心，大腦放空了一瞬。

“……”

然後事情就發展成了這樣。

站在人群中，就算周圍吵嚷，宋雲回還是能夠感受到揣在兜裏的手機開始震動。

他設的鬧鐘響了。

人潮還在向前湧，他站在原地只能當別人的人行路障，在這種時候也完全不能後退，只能被帶着向前。

他試圖回頭看，看秦書有沒有下飛機，但是舉起的牌子遮住了他的視線。

人潮帶着他莫名其妙越來越靠前。

在一片刺耳的嘈雜聲中，他聽到有人問：

“需要簽名嗎？”

聲音陌生。

但又有點耳熟。

站在面前的成果看着他，其他粉絲還在喊着自己的訴求，看上去白白多停一秒就是巨大的浪費。

其他人都在注意着，不做點表示不行，耳膜和大腦都有些痛，宋雲回把牌子拉低了些，道：“請簽上面，謝謝。”

站在面前的人簽名的手不着痕跡地一頓，低頭再看了一眼，之後流暢簽完。

對方簽完字就繼續往前走，人群也跟着往那邊移動。

好在這次他去了另外一邊，許多粉絲就往那跑，這裏不再像之前那樣擠得走不動路，慢慢往後挪還是能夠挪幾步 。

外套帽子在擁擠中終于再也堅持不住掉了半截，宋雲回一邊往回挪一邊回頭。

這次沒有其他牌子的阻攔，他成功地看到了機場另一邊的景象。

看到了正在出站的人。

看到了秦書。

——并且和對方對上了視線。

宋雲回原本是想笑，結果擡頭看了眼還在自己頭頂邊的牌子及上邊的簽名。

“……”

笑不出來。

頭感覺更痛了。

***

确認了今天是成果要在這個機場下飛機，機場的那些人也是沖着對方來的，經紀人松了口氣，之後決定趁着其他人的注意力都在那邊，趁早離開機場為好。

結果剛走到大廳，秦書的腳步就停下來了。

他們以為是對方看到來接他的人了，左右看了一圈，沒有看到任何像是來接人的人。

于是他們順着秦書的視線看過去，看到了到現在也仍然很熱鬧的人群。

經紀人說：“你看那邊做什……”

他話沒能說完，全堵在了嗓子眼。

那個人堆裏有人回了頭。

對方穿着米白色的衣服，挺高，在人群中很顯眼。

——顯眼程度也就比他肩上的那個五光十色的牌子差了一點。

但是這都不重要。

重要的是對方回了頭，眼神瞬間對上了他們這邊。

他們轉頭，就算是細微的變化，他們也可以看到秦書的表情略微松動。

對面的人終于從人堆中掙脫了出來，第一反應就是把外套帽子重新戴好。

對方小跑過來，秦書同時向前邁步。

其他人在後邊歪着頭看，結果看了半天也就看到一個眼睛，還是半邊，上面的被帽子遮住看不到。

他們原本是該離開的，各回各家各找各媽，結果就是走不動路，抓心撓肝的。

意識到自己不得不該走的時候，他們小小地挪了兩步。

還是确數意義上的兩步。

他們看到對面人揮了揮沒有拿牌子的手，應該是喊了一聲什麽，但是聲音不大，被後面尖叫聲掩蓋了過去。

但是秦書似乎是聽清了，腳下步伐明顯加快。

“秦小書。”

看到秦書越來越近，宋雲回喊了一聲，知道這是在機場，所以聲音不大。

對方還在靠近，近到可以看清他衣服上的細小紋路。

熾熱寬厚的手掌搭上肩，他聽到對方問：

“剛才有擠到哪裏嗎？”

宋雲回揉了下額頭，慶幸秦書沒有直接問他居然還有追星這愛好，如此這般這樣那樣把前因後果解釋清楚。

“那等會兒我去把牌子放到失物招領那裏和他們說一下情況，我們再一起回去。”

The other party hadn't come back for nearly half an hour, and he wasn't sure how long he would have to wait if he continued like this.

Although he said that, Song Yunhui tilted his head slightly and looked at the few people standing not far away who were also tilting their heads and looking over here, and asked,

“Do you need to say hello to them?”