"I'm sorry..." Lanmao wanted to get angry, but after seeing his expression, he calmed down, "I'm sorry... just apologize, why did you push me..."
He was unwilling and didn't even look at Yunli, and said quickly: "I'm sorry."
As if he was afraid of being heard.
Fu Shi didn't let him get away with it: "Say it again."
Lanmao could only say word by word: "I'm sorry."
Fu Shi sneered: "Why should I be embarrassed to apologize?"
"..." Lanmao's lips gradually straightened and stared at him, "I'm sorry."
"The eyes are on me?"
"I..." Lanmao took a deep breath and didn't want to apologize endlessly. He said to Yunli honestly, "I'm sorry, my mind is not clear at the moment, and I don't know why I did such a thing. Don't take it to heart."
Yunli was still frightened and responded vaguely.
"Brother Ze, why haven't you gone home yet?" The big guy came out to smooth things over. "Please don't smoke. Your cold hasn't healed yet, has it?"
"Um."
The big guy added: "This kid is just drunk. When he sobers up, he will know that he is wrong."
Blue Hair was unhappy: "How am I drunk?"
Fu Shi ignored him and said, "Go back."
Feeling that the whole world is against him, Lanmao muttered aggrievedly: "It was this woman who just said that if I asked her to come over -"
Before he could finish, the big guy covered his mouth and he could only make a weird noise. The big guy dragged him back to the alley easily: "Brother, let's go first. I'll take him to sober up."
After the two men left, the already remote location seemed even more deserted.
Yunli wanted to ask him what his relationship with them was, but she felt it was too presumptuous. After standing for a moment, she held the bag tightly and took the initiative to say, "Thank you."
Not getting a response, Yunli was in a dilemma, hesitating whether to say goodbye.
Fu Shi suddenly asked, "What did you just call me?"
"Ah?" Yun Li didn't know what he meant, but he didn't dare not answer, "Fu Shizhe?"
"but."
"What?"
"Fu Shi Ze."
"..." Yunli still didn't understand and repeated, "Uh, Fu Shizhe."
Fu Shi put out his cigarette and said, "Straighten your tongue and say it again."
Yunli suddenly understood and her face turned red.
Xifu people cannot distinguish between flat and retroflex tongue, and Yunli's videos are often pointed out by fans. Later, she deliberately adjusted it, but some words are always unclear, and even can't hear the difference.
She moved her mouth and started talking in a mosquito-like voice, but was too embarrassed to continue.
However, Fu Shi only pointed out her mistakes and did not hold on to them like he did to Lanmao. Then, he asked thoughtfully, "How do you know my name?"
"..." Reminded by these words, Yun Li searched his mind thoroughly in just a few seconds and was one hundred percent sure that he did not introduce himself when they met the other time.
Yunli couldn't have told the truth. I specifically searched for you on the Internet and got the information from here.
Isn't this fucking perverted?
She stumbled over her explanation: "I heard from the people at EAW that you are their new colleague."
This reason made sense, so Fu Shi nodded. Glancing at the time, he casually asked, "What are you doing here?"
Yunli whispered: "I want to buy some fried vermicelli."
Fu Shi didn't ask any more questions: "Yeah."
"But forget it." Although nothing happened just now, Yun Li was still a little uneasy at this moment. "It seems a bit off. I'd better go back and order some takeout."
After two seconds of silence, Fu Shi asked, "Where?"
Yunli subconsciously pointed in a direction.
Fu Shize: "Let's go."
“…”
After saying this, without waiting for her response, he walked forward.
Looking at Fu Shize's back, Yun Li's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated. After a pause, he trotted after him.
The fried vermicelli shop is located in one of the alleys.
Although the location is remote, there are still many customers at this time, who look like college students from nearby. The milk tea shop is still open, but after the temporary popularity, the business in front of the door is not as good as before.
They didn't talk much and there was no extra conversation during the waiting period.
Ten minutes later, Yunli took the packing bag.
The two men walked out.
Going along this street, you will reach the roadside. Across the street is the square where Yunli came from. There are still people dancing and skateboarding, and there is no deserted atmosphere at all.
Fu Shi stopped here and said, "Go home early."
"Ah?" Yun Li paused, "...Oh, okay. Then I'll go back first."
After walking a few steps, Yunli couldn't help but look back.
He was still standing in the same place.
The man had dark features and a pale complexion, which gave off a cold vibe. He was tall and wore a white short-sleeved shirt. He was thin, like a lone pine tree, but not frail.
Suddenly, something broke through the cage.
A flower that was reluctant to sprout broke through the ground in a place where no one noticed. It was timid and insignificant, but it was also tempted by the moonlight and chose to step into the world to take a peek.
Yunli forgot that she was afraid of socializing, and that she had always been very timid towards strangers. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind.
If she doesn't take a step forward now.
This might be the last time they see each other.
But she hopes.
We may meet again next time.
Yunli swallowed and slowly closed his palms: "Um, can I, can I ask for your contact information?"
Fu Shi raised his eyes.
This was the first time Yunli had done such a thing, and he was at a loss as to what to do. “I heard from them that you had a cold, and I know a brand of cold medicine that is quite effective, and I want to recommend it to you…”
He didn't answer immediately, as if waiting for her to finish.
After a moment, Fu Shi said calmly, "Thank you, but it's okay." Then, he pondered for a moment and added, "I forgot to say, I hope my friend's behavior won't affect you."
A simple sentence instantly broke Yunli's reverie and misunderstanding.
She didn't need to think deeply to understand what he meant.
His previous actions did not mean that he had other thoughts about her.
It was just because his friend did something to offend her tonight. Since he apologized, it should be an effective apology.
He didn't want this to affect her original plan.
The long and endless night, the bustling and desolate streets, the road cuts the world in half. It's as if my ears are disconnected from the surroundings, there are sharp chirping, and collapse one after another.
Uncontrollable embarrassment welled up in my heart.
Yunli forced a smile and whispered, "It's okay, forget it... I hope your cold gets better soon."
After saying this, Yunli forgot to even say goodbye, and just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. When she turned her head, her nose was sour, she glanced at the direction of the oncoming car, and quickly crossed the road.
…
When he got home, Yunli kicked off his shoes and threw the bag on the dining table. He walked to the living room in two steps and lay down on the sofa, sinking down.
I tried to pretend that nothing had happened, and Fu Shizhe's expression kept replaying in front of my eyes.
There was not a single fluctuation from beginning to end.
It was as if his recklessness and retreat tonight were all related to her. Even when he refused, he did not feel any apology for possibly hurting her.
Because I don't care at all.
Covering her face with a pillow, Yunli pursed her lips hard.
So embarrassing.
So embarrassing.
Why would she do such a thing.
Yunli urgently needed to find someone to talk to, someone who could empathize with her, but she didn't want to tell anyone. After a long while, she picked up her phone, opened the web page and started searching - "I asked someone for their WeChat and was rejected."
Many people have the same experience.
It seems to be a common, insignificant and trivial matter that does not need to be paid attention to.
But no matter what, most people will still doubt whether they are really that bad because the other party has no interest in getting to know them better.
After reading other people's stories for a long time, Yunli finally recovered. She stopped feeling sad and depressed. She sat down at the dining table and opened the fried vermicelli that she had put aside for a long time.
She took a bite.
It's completely cold.
Yunli swallowed it and muttered dejectedly: "My heart is not as cold as yours."
Yunli put the lunch box in the microwave to heat it up, and while waiting, she opened E Station. There were too many things to do recently. She had taken a leave before, and she hadn't posted a video for several weeks.
The comments below were all clamoring for the return of missing persons, and some people even gave her a nickname.
Yunli was amused by some of the comments. After thinking for a while, he typed and posted a status update.
Xianyun Didajiang: Please stop calling me Xianyu Didajiang. Thank you all. Update on Saturday night.
As soon as I posted it, hundreds of comments popped up.
Yunli flipped through it and found that in addition to urging her to update, there were also reminders that she had not yet received the benefits for the 500,000 fans she owed. She had previously solicited some opinions and asked her to shoot videos on various themes, which were so diverse that it was dizzying.
But the one that received the most response was allowing her to live stream.
Yunli rarely broadcasts live. The first time I did it was because it was new and I went offline after broadcasting for a few minutes. I felt that my on-the-spot reaction was very poor and the live broadcast effect would be boring, so I was not very willing to try it.
The only few times he did this were because he was instigated by fans.
But for some reason, they all seemed to like it.
Noticing that it was late, there shouldn't be many people around. Yunli was in a bad mood and wanted to talk to someone. Hesitantly, she returned to the sofa in the living room, observed the clothes and angle of the camera, and after confirming that they were correct, she clicked on the live broadcast.
The next second, users rushed in.
Yunli adjusted his state and greeted. He stared at the screen, began to read the barrage and answered: "Why did you suddenly go live? - Oh, this is one of the benefits of having a million fans, I rehearsed it in advance."
"Why did you change the background?" Yunli opened his lunch box and started eating live, saying while eating fried rice noodles, "I moved and haven't sorted it out yet. I'll get a better-looking background later."
"What do you eat? Fried vermicelli."
"It's so boring, why don't you put on a talent show? Otherwise, why don't you just broadcast live?" Yun Li didn't care and said calmly, "No, you can change the live broadcast room."
"Why do you feel that Xianyu is very autistic today? - You feel wrong."
As soon as this was said, the comments were flooded with comments: [It’s autism, not extreme autism. ]
"..." Yun Li immediately thought of Fu Shi Ze's correction today, took a deep breath, and was very sure that she would not confuse the word "flat" with "upright". "Don't confuse right and wrong. I'm not wrong."
Next, the barrage sent her words, tongue twisters, etc., as if to give Yunli a devilish training in Mandarin.
Maybe he wanted to have fun with his fans, or maybe he wanted to save face for himself, Yunli read every word carefully. He even improvised some words on the spur of the moment, making some nonsensical sentences.
About ten minutes passed like this.
After Yunli finished eating fried vermicelli, he scanned the screen and caught a word from the endless stream of comments.
——In fact.
-
When Fu Shi came out of the dessert shop, the phone in his pocket rang.
He took it out, glanced at the caller ID, and pressed the answer button. Xu Qingsong's voice came from the other end: "Where are the people? I have picked up the car."
Fu Shize: "It's out."
"Okay, come over to the station."
"Um."
Fu Shi hung up the phone, picked up a bag, and walked out of the street again. He found Xu Qingsong's car, got into the passenger seat, and put the bag aside.
Xu Qingsong looked at it while driving: "Who did you buy this for?"
"My dad."
"The old man hasn't slept yet?" Xu Qingsong asked casually, "So are you going back to Beishan Maple Forest now? Or are you going to go somewhere with me?"
Fu Shi drooped his eyes, looking extremely sleepy: "No."
Xu Qingsong shook his head and sighed: "Your personality is actually quite popular with girls. I have received several messages in the past few days, all asking me for your WeChat."
Fu Shi acted as if he didn't hear it.
Seeing that he was listless, Xu Qingsong said nothing more and reached out to turn off the navigation on his phone. At the same time, a push notification from E-Station popped up at the top of the screen: @闲云嘀哒酱, whom you follow, started live streaming 15 minutes ago.
Xu Qingsong's hand slipped and clicked on it.
He didn't notice until the closed and quiet space suddenly had some noise. Xu Qingsong looked at his phone unconsciously and found a familiar-looking girl on the screen.
He Jiameng reviewed the candidates who had previously promoted EAW with Xu Qingsong and gave him an account whose follow list included all the up-hosts who had arrived this time.
To show his responsibility, Xu Qingsong logged into the account. But he was too lazy to look at it, so he just glanced at it. However, this software would send push notifications from time to time, and he had missed it several times during this period.
Xu Qingsong was about to turn it off when he paused and suddenly realized, "Aze, isn't this the girl who sat next to you that day?"
Hearing the noise, Fu Shi raised his eyelids.
The girl he had just met appeared on Xu Qingsong's phone screen again. She was sitting on the sofa, still wearing the clothes she had just worn. She had a small face and fair skin, and she looked the same in person as she did in the photo.
The girl's eyes were big and bright, and she looked directly at the camera, feeling less restrained than in front of him.
Then, the girl spoke up, repeating a word without knowing the meaning: "Actually, actually..."
It was the middle of the night, Ghost Festival, the quiet and empty streets, and I accidentally clicked into a live broadcast room. The sound of the host was still ringing in my ears. As soon as I entered the live broadcast room, the host kept repeating words that sounded the same as the name of the person I was traveling with, like calling the soul.
“…”
The scene was a little weird.
Xu Qingsong was silent for a moment: "Why does she sound like she's calling your name?"
Before Fu Shize could reply, the girl ended her "repeater" mode. Then, she stared at the camera and said quickly: "He looks like a wolf."
After a pause, he slowly uttered a few more words: "——Actually it's a dog."
The car fell into silence.
Three seconds later, Xu Qingsong reacted. He only heard the second half of the sentence and asked, "Were you scolded?"
Fu Shize didn't understand: "What?"
"She said you were a dog."
“…”
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