Chapter 32 He is so good at pretending!
Two weeks passed like this. Apart from live broadcasts, the first thing Ning Zhiran did after finishing his broadcasts was to send a private message to G, playing the role of a good chat companion.
Ningning: Baby, how was my singing today? I saw you were silent at the end.
G: It sounds very nice.
G: Very good.
Ning Zhiran looked at the reply and was quite satisfied. But even though he was satisfied, when he thought about his future living expenses, rent, and tuition... he suddenly felt that no matter how much G he spent, it would never be enough.
We have to find a way to pry out more.
Ningning: What are you doing, baby? It's so late and you're still not asleep.
G: Thinking about life.
G: I have figured out a lot of things recently.
Ningning: Then do you want to tell me about it? I'm here, I'm listening.
G: It's okay.
G: Come to think of it, you really don’t mind that I’m a man?
Ning Zhiran looked at the words and tilted his head. What's the big deal? Anyone who can give out money is a good kid. He couldn't contain his joy.
What's more, this is G. He is a good person and has been with him for so long.
What does it matter whether it is a boy or a girl? We will never meet each other in our lifetime anyway.
Ningning: So what if you are a boy, baby.
Ningning: You accompany me and support me, this is the most important thing
Ningning: Besides, you gave me so many gifts and treated me so well, how could I not like you?
G: Yeah.
After a few seconds, G sent another message.
G: Didn't you have dinner with that person a few days ago? Did that dream bother you?
Hey, Sister G, oh no, Brother G is quite gossipy.
Ning Zhiran felt itchy in her heart, and the urge to curse the palace dog came back, and she couldn't stop it.
He was ready to take action and told G about Gong Gou scolding Ray.
G: It sounds like he’s okay.
Ning Zhiran wrinkled her nose.
Ningning: I don’t know what to say about him now.
Ningning: But I still think Gong Gou is weird. Very weird.
G: How do you say it?
Ningning: When I was with him, we didn’t have any arguments or conflicts. We chatted normally and everything seemed normal.
Ningning: But that’s the problem
Ningning: It's so normal. So normal that... everything feels wrong. There's no sense of, uh, being with friends. I feel uncomfortable.
G: Oh?
Ning Ning: I thought about it carefully later, and I think the problem lies with him.
Ningning: He is so good at pretending!
Ningning: We were having dinner together and happened to be talking about sexual orientation. Then, I heard a statement that could be included in the North American Rainbow Quotes!
G: What speech?
Ning Ning: He said, "Quality is more important than gender" and that if he likes someone, it doesn't matter if they are a man, a woman or a parrot.
G:? Are you sure that's what he meant?
Ningning: That’s roughly what it means. I can’t quite remember what animal it is.
G: Oh.
G: Parrot...
Ning Ning: Sanctimonious, with an expression of "I have awakened, I am an advanced human being beyond gender, a great philosopher", super pretentious
G: …
G: Oh, I see.
Ningning: But that dream yesterday was so mysterious. I feel uncomfortable facing him now. I keep thinking about that dream.
G: You haven’t told me what kind of dream it was.
Ning Ning: Forget it, I won’t say anything. I’m afraid you’ll misunderstand that I have feelings for him, but seriously! I don’t have any feelings at all! Absolutely not! I don’t know what that dream was about either.
After the message was sent, there was no reply from G.
Time passed minute by minute, and Ning Zhiran almost warmed up her phone before G replied.
G: If you don’t tell me, I’ll think you’re trying to cover up something.
Ning Zhiran took a deep breath on the spot.
Ningning: Well, let me tell you first, baby, you listen to me, but please don’t misunderstand me.
G: Okay.
Ningning: I have to make it clear! I have never kissed anyone before!
G: Haha, okay, I believe you.
Ningning: It was that dream. It happened on my bed at home. He was lying next to me, and suddenly, um, ah, ah, anyway, we kissed like that.
G: Uh-huh?
Ning Zhiran didn't know how to explain it, and her face suddenly turned red. She didn't know whether it was because she was anxious or embarrassed.
He typed three lines on the spot and then deleted them all.
After deleting it, he lowered his head and hit himself.
Ningning: It’s the mimetic sound, the sound that comes out instinctively during a kiss.
G: It sounds very sexy.
Ning Zhiran fell on the bed with her head in her hands, her face turning even redder.
G: If I appear in your dream, will you also make some noises?
In order to do business, Ning Zhiran suppressed her shyness, bit the quilt and spoke sexy words.
Ningning: Baby, if you appear in my dream, I will definitely treat you better and kiss you more, so that you can't even say "hmm", and only have "ah" left.
G: I’m really looking forward to it.
Ningning: I hope I can dream of you tonight~
G: I will behave well in my dream.
G: I told you to speak louder.
Ning Zhiran's face was already red. Straight men are gay, God must punish them.
But then again, he was just chatting with me, so why should he have the shame of being a straight man? Luckily, the person on the other side was G, who was, in a sense, more like a friend than a boss.
Ningning: Baby, I don’t even know what you look like. If I dream about you one day, how will I recognize you?
G: Don’t worry.
G: I will walk towards you and you will recognize me.
Wow, I never thought that G, who usually looks aloof, would say such a thing.
This guy must be a bit of a sultry person. Definitely.
Ning Zhiran was very happy that night. G stayed up late chatting with him, and he and G stayed up late cursing the palace dogs.
It feels good to curse, I'm very happy.
This happiness lasted until the next morning.
Ning Zhiran got up early as usual, made breakfast, went downstairs, and prepared to drive to school.
Then he saw a man.
That homeless man.
Ning Zhiran felt as if he had been splashed with cold water, and all his good mood was instantly washed away.
The tramp still looked as miserable as ever, his face covered with pus-filled sores, his body smelled foul, and his hair was a mess like a bird's nest.
He walked to the front of the Rolls-Royce, reached out and touched the front of the car, with a malicious look on his face, and said provocatively in English:
"Yo, little Asian, we meet again."
Ning Zhiran's nerves suddenly tensed up.
"I finally found where you live." The homeless man took a step forward. "To confirm that you live here, my brother and I squatted downstairs of your building for several days."
Ning Zhiran subconsciously retreated towards the car door, trying to delay time calmly: "You, what do you want to do?"
The homeless man shook his head, his eyes wandering, and said slowly: "You splashed coffee on my face last time. How do you want to settle this account?"
After saying that, the tramp stretched out his hand and took out a rusty knife from his torn pocket.
Ning Zhiran's face turned pale and he suddenly opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.
As the car door closed, there was a dull metallic sound! The tip of the knife stabbed into the car door, leaving a long, hideous scar!
Ning Zhiran was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He stepped on the accelerator and the Rolls-Royce rushed out angrily.
In the rearview mirror, the madman took two steps and shouted at the rear of the car:
"Just wait for me!"
"If you dare to go home, I will kill you—do you hear me?! Kill you!!!"
Gong Huai didn't know that Xiao Tu Ya was attacked downstairs at home.
He was driving from home to school with one hand on the steering wheel and stepping on the accelerator. Actually, he didn't need to leave so early, but he really wanted to see Little Rabbit Tooth earlier.
He doesn't want to be brothers with Little Rabbit Teeth.
No, in addition to being called "G", he also needs to get closer to the identity of "Gong Huai".
It’s better not to sell the apartment that was going to be put up for sale. Let’s keep it for Xiao Tu Ya to live in and save him some rent.
That’s a good idea.
Gong Huai knocked on the steering wheel and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth a little.
Little Rabbit Teeth scolded him a lot last night.
The scolding made him feel warm inside.
Well, a little scolding on the road to courtship was nothing. The fact that Little Rabbit Tooth was willing to scold him showed that she didn't treat him as an outsider. It showed that she still had some space in her heart for him to vent his anger.
That's enough.
He is special in Little Rabbit Tooth's heart. Otherwise, why would Little Rabbit Tooth only scold him and not others?
Besides, Little Rabbit Tooth must have suffered a lot of grievances at home. If he can vent his anger by scolding him, he will be happy to be the punching bag.
It would be best if I could keep scolding him.
The most important thing is that little rabbit teeth are happy.
Along the way, Gong Huai drove to the school happily with the thought that "I will be able to see Little Rabbit Teeth soon".
He deliberately didn't park in the secret parking space at the side entrance of the school, but parked in the parking lot, observing secretly, waiting for Little Rabbit Teeth to come to school.
Waited for half an hour.
Finally, the Rolls-Royce came in, wobbling.
Gong Huai sat up straight, cleared his throat twice in a pretentious manner, pretended to be busy tidying up his sleeves, then slowly got out of the car and walked towards Xiao Tu Ya as if he was just passing by.
As the car window rolled down, before he could make up an excuse for their chance encounter, he noticed Ning Zhiran's face was filled with fear. When she saw him, it was as if she had seen a creditor.
Gong Huai was stunned for a moment.
Ning Zhiran's voice trembled: "Um, Gong Huai, I'm sorry."
Gong Huai:?
"I scratched your car." Ning Zhiran's face turned pale. "I didn't mean to do it, I really didn't. Tell me how much it will cost to repair the car and how long it will take, and I will definitely compensate you. I didn't mean to do it, it was—"
"Finn, you look terrible. What happened?"
Ning Zhiran whispered, "Do you still remember that homeless man?"
Gong Huai's eyes instantly turned cold: "He came to you."
Ning Zhiran nodded and told him everything that happened that morning, including how the other party pulled a knife, chased him, and threatened him, saying that they would kill him when he got home.
Gong Huai wanted to kill someone: "I'm glad you're not hurt. Is there any surveillance where he appeared?"
Ning Zhiran said guiltily, "No, nothing at all. I'm really so embarrassed. You trusted me so much and lent me your car, but something like this happened."
Gong Huai shook his head.
This man was almost scared to death, but he was still thinking about his car.
Gong Huai: "There's a dashcam in the car. Let's go call the police. I'll go with you."
Ning Zhiran shrank into his chair, as if if he shrank small enough, the incident would not have happened. He whispered, "Goodbye, I have to go to class soon."
Gong Huai was a little anxious: "You were almost stabbed. You can't just let this go, understand?"
"But if I skip class, I'll get my attendance points deducted."
"Just write an email to the professor. I don't believe they don't know what reasonableness is."
"Forget it." Ning Zhiran lowered her head. "I was finally admitted to this school. I don't want to affect my attendance because of such a small matter."
"It's a small matter?" Gong Huai sneered. "Then when you go home from school and run into that homeless guy, and he wants to stab you with a knife, what will you do? You hide today, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? The car is a small matter, what if something really happens to you?"
Ning Zhiran shrank even smaller: "Okay, I just wanted to ask you how much it would cost to repair the car door. Don't worry about it."
Gong Huai looked at Ning Zhiran's aggrieved expression, thought for a moment, and was silent for a moment.
"Okay, Finn."
"sorry."
Ning Zhiran was stunned: "Huh?"
Gong Huai said honestly: "I was a little anxious just now and shouldn't have been so mean to you."
"Well……"
"I just feel like we shouldn't have let that guy get away with it. He scared you, and I'm angry."
"Mr. Gong Huai, your car door was scratched, and you're not angry?"
"What's there to be angry about? It's just a door repair, it only costs a few dollars, and I have so many cars."
But I only have you, Gong Huai thought sadly.
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