When faced with the topic of love letters, Song Yunhui chose to look away.
He remained silent, but others had something to say on the topic. For a moment, the atmosphere of reminiscing about past youth began to fill the air.
Qin Shu, who was sitting on the side, took a snack and asked him:
"Want to eat?"
Song Yunhui took the snack and said, "Eat."
It's a snack that suits his taste very well.
He ate while glancing at Qin Shu.
Very good, nothing unusual.
Chen Chen had completely immersed himself in the conversation, talking about the sad things that happened back then, and everyone burst into tears together.
The party that was supposed to end quickly was stretched out indefinitely.
The dishes were served again, but this time they were just side dishes for chatting.
The agent sat next to me, eating sunflower seeds and asked:
"How long have you known each other? Did you know each other when you were filming "Departure" together last time?"
Song Yunhui and Qin Shu made eye contact.
A very simple question, but surprisingly difficult to answer.
It is difficult to define how long they have known each other. One can say that it has not been very long, but one can also say that they have known each other for a very long time.
"If I really have to describe it," Song Yunhui let go of the juice straw and said, "It's probably like the feeling of brothers meeting again after being separated for many years."
At least when filming "Departure", he and Qin Shu were not very familiar with each other.
If I had to put it bluntly, it's probably just an ordinary passerby who knows that the other person likes to drink strawberry milk.
I just didn't expect that not too long after the filming ended, they have already developed such a relationship.
Brother...?
Qin Shu: “…”
Agent: “…Is that so?”
Some of it is incomprehensible, but it is an eye-opener.
But at least he understood that they had known each other before.
It was a rare gathering that I didn’t want to end.
After we finished eating the melon seeds and drinking most of the drinks, the dinner party was over.
Before the end, someone suggested taking a group photo.
He added, "It will not be passed on to others, but kept as a souvenir."
So everyone took a photo together.
Song Yunhui and Qin Shu were in the middle, with Chen Chen and the agent next to them, and the others behind them. Everyone stood together, and one of the people was set up in a time-lapse camera, rushing into the camera at the last moment of the shooting.
The person who took the photo sent the photo to the work group, Qin Shu forwarded the photo to Song Yunhui, who then forwarded it to Chen Chen.
The experience is truly over once the photos are taken.
The other people discussed that the others who were going the same way would send the girl home first, and then they would go home. The agent had not drunk and had no one on the same route, so he had to go alone. The same thing happened to Chen Chen. Although he had drunk, he was conscious and could move freely.
After a discussion, everyone had a place to go.
Song Yunhui and Qin Shu were far away and drove away first.
The others greeted them, then called a taxi and got in one by one.
Several assistants happened to be on the same line.
They were smiling when they saw Song Yunhui and the other person leaving, and they were still smiling after getting in the car, and they couldn't stop smiling.
This was probably the happiest dinner they had ever had.
With the seat belts fastened, the little girl sitting in the innermost seat raised her head, smiled, then sighed with regret and gently patted the arm of the person next to her.
Someone next to her asked her, "What's wrong?"
She burst into tears on the spot.
“I didn’t dare ask for a signature.”
Others understood and remembered it.
This person had completely become a fan of Song Yunhui when the filming of "Departure" started.
During the photoshoot, I didn't dare to ask for an autograph because we didn't communicate much. Now that we're finally so close, and we even talked a few words, I still didn't dare to ask for one.
Several people sighed in the same tone, "We understand."
They were not fans of Song Yunhui before, but they became so starting from today.
They understand this feeling of regret.
"We took a photo," the person next to me said. "There will definitely be opportunities in the future."
Judging from the relationship between Qin Shu and the other party, if they work hard in the future, they will be able to become familiar to them.
***
On the way back, Qin Shu was still driving.
The two of them plus the economic man were the only three people who did not drink and are still sober now.
Song Yunhui was writing and drawing on his mobile phone, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
Qin Shu asked him, "Did you have fun tonight?"
"happy."
Strictly speaking, this was the first dinner party he attended with a good atmosphere.
It's like looking for something to replenish.
In just a few short months, he realized many things that he had never realized in all the years before.
Only by stepping out of your original environment can you realize how vast the present is.
Although the progress was slow, he felt that he was getting closer to becoming a normal person.
As light and shadow changed, the light-colored pupils were illuminated for a moment before blending into the darkness.
The dim light from the cell phone illuminates my eyes.
A push notification popped up right above the phone.
He clicked on it and took a look.
"Departure" has already started full-line promotion.
The closer it is to the release, the greater the publicity will be. Judging from the intensity, the crew must have invested a lot of money.
It's almost time for the show to be released.
It feels like we just finished filming the movie not long ago, but I didn’t expect it to be released in a while.
Song Yun turned back to look at Qin Shu and asked:
"Did Aunt Ye and the others say when they would be back?"
He remembered that Ye Min said at that time that he wanted to go back and watch the first movie.
"Not long."
Qin Shu said, "They have another project and will come back after it is completed. If everything goes well, they will come back at the end of this month."
He glanced sideways. "Do you miss them?"
“Yeah, a little bit.”
Song Yunhui nodded honestly and said, "It was mainly because I just saw the promotion for "The Journey"."
He glanced at the date and saw that it was indeed not long away.
As if remembering something, Song Yun put down the phone in his hand and asked with interest:
“What should we prepare for Chinese New Year?”
***
Song House
Song Cheng and Song Yunyang were still at work. Neither of them would go home for dinner tonight. Xu Wei and Song Zishu had a quiet dinner together and then went upstairs.
Xu Wei followed Song Zishu into his room.
After fainting last time, Song Zishu looked worse these days, and she often went in and out of his room because of this.
After sitting down on the bed, she smiled tenderly and asked softly:
"Who did you talk to on the phone last night? What's the matter that you can't tell mom?"
Song Zishu's body stiffened.
——It’s not about why you couldn’t sleep last night, nor is it about why you were on the phone with someone so late at night.
She only cared about what she wanted to know and checked his phone.
Noticing Song Zishu's gaze, Xu Wei smiled and said:
"I didn't see it on purpose. I just happened to hear your phone ringing this afternoon. I saw you were still asleep and didn't want to wake you up, so I saw it when I turned it off for you."
Is your phone turned off?
Song Zishu didn't touch his phone all day, thinking he didn't have a call.
It turned out that Xu Wei turned off her cell phone without him knowing.
"Who did you call?" Xu Wei asked again, "Can you tell Mom?"
Her tone was gentle, but her attitude was firm.
Song Zishu could no longer remain silent.
The other party may have accidentally seen the number, or may have memorized it.
There's no way she didn't know whose number that was.
"I called Song Yun back."
Song Zishu lowered his head and said, "That night I heard my elder brother on the phone, he was talking to Song Yun back."
He said he thought Song Yunhui and Song Yunyang had said something that caused Song Yunyang to change recently.
"I just wanted to tell him to stop."
This is the explanation he gave.
"Don't worry about these," Xu Wei held his hand, "just keep doing your own thing."
She stood up and walked to the desk, handed him the phone, and said:
"You should have a good rest first. It's good for your health if you think less about other things."
After Xu Wei finished speaking, she walked out.
Song Zishu sat on the bed and watched her back disappear.
He lowered his head and turned on the phone.
The battery of his phone was running low, but it was still enough for him to check the messages.
The number I called yesterday called back this afternoon, but I didn't get the call because the phone was turned off.
He was indeed sleeping at that time. He was thinking about something last night. He was not asleep and had a low fever. In his confused state of mind, he did whatever he thought of.
He never called the number again and deleted the record.
The crew also sent him a message, saying that they had contacted his agent and informed him that filming would officially begin in three days, and hoped that he could arrive on time.
At this time, the director still thought of various ways to save this play.
Some investors don’t care about reputation, they only care about topicality. The other party must have found this kind of investor again. They will shoot first while they still have money and the topicality is high.
The format of the drama has also changed, to filming and broadcasting at the same time, and it is obvious that they want to take advantage of the current traffic.
Afterwards, "Departure" starring Song Yunhui was also released, which was a good opportunity to gain a lot of traffic.
——But this opportunity was obviously gained at his expense.
He knew Song Yunhui's acting skills, and his reputation had recovered rapidly recently. As long as he continued to perform steadily in the movie, he would be the one to be compared with.
The louder the curses and the more attention they get, the more money the crew makes, and the happier the investors are.
This is a situation that does him no good but only harm.
However, the crew has already informed the agent, saying that the other party is aware of the situation but still decided to proceed with it.
He called his agent and asked if he could turn down the show.
The production crew has been dragging their feet for a long time, and with the temporary change in broadcast method, and with the pressure from the Song family, it shouldn't be a problem to terminate the contract.
The agent who had always carefully protected him was silent for a while, and then opened his mouth to explain.
He said that the company also invested in this drama and took up a majority of the shares, so it could not easily withdraw.
If this play fails, the company will suffer a great loss, even if he is the young master of the Song family.
People always look at which way the wind is blowing, especially those in this circle.
他們或許會因為他宋家最受寵的小少爺的身份多為他考慮一些，但是當看到宋雲回風評轉變的時候就開始觀望。
很難說風向轉變裏沒有宋家的手本，或許是宋家又重新開始喜歡這個二少爺也說不定。
只要他們有了這個想法，自己是宋家人的這個身份就不再有作用。
——是去劇組，還是留在家裏？
雖然是這樣想着，他的心裏卻已經隐隐有了決斷。
他并不比別人差在哪，他能夠靠自己證明自己。
***
宋雲回回家之後照例和橙子貼貼。
橙子和他貼完之後象征性和秦書貼，貼得敷衍，之後轉頭就回到了他懷裏。
偏心的小貓咪。
兩人一貓在沙發玩得開心，宋雲回放在桌上的手機抖了抖，一個視頻電話打了過來。
是今天還在車上談到的葉敏打來的。
宋雲回還拿捏着橙子的兩個爪子，沒騰出手，是秦書接的電話。
葉敏和秦建遠的臉出現在了鏡頭裏，依舊是斜下四十五度角。
她好像很喜歡這個角度。
“雲崽小書晚上好！”
葉敏依舊熱情洋溢，眼睛很亮，就是臉上帶着遮掩過的疲憊。
已經年末，到了各行各業都卷起來的時候，她應該是最近太忙，盡管有在好好保養也難掩疲憊。
宋雲回舉起橙子的爪子揮了揮。
“晚上好。”
“你們這都天黑了。”
即使到了國外葉敏還是忘不了國內的傳統，問，“你們吃了嗎？”
宋雲回說吃了，順帶反問候過去。
對方同樣說吃了，之後問：“怎麽樣，今天你們出去玩了嗎？”
“今天一起聚了個餐。”
葉敏看上去很感興趣的樣子。
于是宋雲回又複盤了一下今晚發生的事情。
秦書就坐在旁邊，他沒有删減那一段自己想删減的片段，講了個完整版。
果然人的天性就是八卦。
葉敏在聽見青春往事的那個片段的時候很明顯地激動了起來。
她感慨：“這就是青春啊。”
“我記得當年小書讀高中的時候也是這樣，當時我們在國外，每次給他打電話的時候他都拿着手機在跟人聊天……”
她的話說到一半就停住。
剛才大腦沒剎住車。
她之前和宋雲回聊天聊久了什麽都說，現在習慣使然，說到一半才意識到不對勁。
宋雲回不僅是她喜歡的孩子，好像還是秦小書喜歡的人，并且還沒追到。
萬一對方有個情感潔癖，直接就是爆大雷。
但是還好，結果沒有她想的那樣糟。
秦書跟她想的一樣沉着臉，但是宋雲回沒有爆雷，并且看上去很有興趣，在她停住說話以後甚至似乎還有點遺憾。
宋雲回稍稍側眼看了眼秦書。
的确看不出這是一個能跟人聊一整天的天的人。
果然人不可貌相。
雖然講到了興頭上，但是情報販子再也沒敢多透露一個字，之後聊到了其他話題。
只是可惜，她們休息時間并不算長，并沒有聊太久就挂了電話。
電話挂斷後，宋雲回原本想要問問秦書高中的時候是發生了什麽事。
後來進行有端聯想，他決定還是閉麥為好。
在樓下再陪陪橙子玩，等到橙子溜去喝水的時候，宋雲回也溜上了房間。
他之前進行了百度，在一個人在家且沒事做的時候試圖用了記憶恢複的方法，包括且不限于場景重現在臺燈下嘗試着寫信，但是這也只讓他感覺到腦袋空空，除此之外什麽也沒有什麽想起。
他原本是不怎麽在意之前的記憶，有沒有對他來說都沒有太大的差別，他也沒有喜歡回憶過往的習慣。
但是那封信不查清楚不行。
陳晨今晚的話給他提供了一點思路。
他們那個時候也是有聊天軟件的，只不過不是現在常用的這個。
在應用商店裏找到那個已經很久沒有見過的某聊天軟件，之後下載。
宋雲回穿着睡衣半躺在床上，摩挲下巴。
的确好幾年沒有用過這個軟件，他已經自動忘記了其存在，要不是今天其他人提了一嘴，他可能一直想不起來。
高中實在是太過久遠，當時的班群已經散了，但是應該有留下什麽痕跡。
某聊天軟件下好，他試圖再登自己的號。
他高中的記憶少了大半，但仍然記得自己的賬號。
他其他的或許不行，但是對于數字還是挺敏感，一串數字可以記幾年。
密碼更簡單。
他嫌麻煩，密碼一直都是用的同一個，沒有改過。
輸入密碼，然後等待。
然後他就看見屏幕裏閃出一個紅色的彈框。
【您輸入的賬號和密碼錯誤】
宋雲回：“……”
宋雲回沉默了一下。
他的賬號和密碼應該都沒錯才對。
有一個隐隐的猜測，但不一定對。
從床上爬起來，他最終穿好拖鞋開啓電腦。
經過多方溝通和交流，再加上自己一點小小的輔助，密碼終于找回。
很好，的确是被盜號了。
他最終拿起手機重新輸入密碼。
這次對了。
屏幕開始轉圈圈，之後界面一白。
進去了。
進去的時候還有些卡頓。
這個聊天軟件跟宋雲回印象中的樣子差了很多，至少當時沒有這麽多花花綠綠的廣告，各種閃亮的VIP專屬皮膚推送閃得人眼睛有些痛。
直到關掉各種廣告，他這才看清楚了消息記錄。
手機裏的消息意外的多。
消息什麽時間的都有，從近期幾天到好幾年前，每個時間段都有。
無論是消息還是好友申請都是99+，應該是高中和之前的什麽人把他的號洩露了出去，好友申請裏不少有人問【是宋雲回本人嗎】。
他沒有多看，也沒有回消息的打算，更沒有挨個添加聯系人的時間，首先是劃拉了列表，找找可能的線索。
但是除了發現列表裏除了頭像已經灰掉的人以外，現在還在線的人的網名一個比一個非之外，他一無所獲。因為之前被盜過號，他的聯系人裏有了太多奇怪的人，沒有參考價值。
最後還是得翻消息記錄。
消息記錄比聯系人要長太多太多。
前面大部分都是不認識的人發起的臨時會話，他一邊看一邊删，不管上面是是贊美還是诋毀，眼睛都不帶一眨。
但是或許是因為他這個號很多年沒有用，所有的動态都停留在了很多年前，就算說是他的號信的人也不多，并不像之前的大眼仔評論區一樣眨眼間以千為基本單位開始計數。
耗費了不知道有多少時間把未讀消息看完，他下樓喝了口水，之後繼續翻。
盜號的人做的唯一一件好事大概就是在做完什麽生意之後就會把聊天删掉，客人自己二次聯系另說，算是給他在某種程度上減少了工作量。
宋雲回撐着下巴慢慢找，一條條的聊天記錄在淺色瞳孔裏出現又消失，之後終于給讓他翻到了之前的班長。
他果然沒有加班長的好友，必要的交流全靠臨時會話。
班長最新的一條消息是【能加個好友嗎？】。
一個月前，他沒回。
宋雲回往上翻，看到了班長之前給他發的班上的畢業照。
他點進圖片，結果系統提示圖片已過期。
稍稍用了點科技，圖片可以查看。
的确是畢業照，在教學樓前拍的。
可能是一種說不上來的感應，他第一眼就看到了自己，藍白校服，和現在沒差。
他長得高，拍照時站的最高處的靠近中間的位置，左右的男生都和另外一個朋友勾肩搭背，他就看着鏡頭之上，沒有假笑，也沒有表情。
自己當時應該是在發神。
宋雲回仔細看完了照片。
沒有秦書，也沒有一個看上去熟悉的人。
他的那個朋友沒有在裏面。
班長這邊的路中斷，他退出了和對方的聊天框。
再往下拉好像也得不到有用的線索。
眼睛翻得酸澀，腦子也有些發昏，宋雲回放下手機，湊近看了眼電腦上的時間。
晚上十一點五十六。
不早了。
把手機息屏，順帶關上了電腦，他轉身就直接往床邊走，之後關燈睡覺。
房間門縫裏傳來的光亮消失。
秦書走上樓梯，在走廊停了一瞬，看了眼已經暗下去的房間，之後轉身打開房門。
他拿在手裏的手機閃着亮光，一片明亮，上面是一個聊天框。
從高中一直灰到上一刻的頭像已經亮起。
“咔噠”
一聲輕微的關門聲響起，走廊又陷入了一片安靜。
“……”
黑暗中，原本已經睡下的宋雲回突然睜開了眼睛。
他翻了個身，拿過放在一邊的手機。
點開某聊天軟件之後他就一直往下滑，速度滑得飛快，之後在某個時候開始慢慢停下來。
說不上是因為什麽這樣做，有點像是一種沒有由來的直覺，但不确定。
他終于找到了一個純色頭像，并且添加了他好友的人。
這個人原本在他的聯系人第一個，但是因為名字，他直接沒有點進去看。
【AAA水果批發芹總】
如果說這不是對方的名字，而是自己給對方的備注的話，一切都合理了起來。
Within the scope of message records, the other party sent him two messages, one year apart, and he also replied.
Where are you now?
【Can you take care of me? 】
It can be said that we are very careful.
Song Yunhui continued to read his reply.
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