Chapter 89
"Let's go. When are we going to pick Xingxing up from the hospital?"
After a few people were busy with the arrangements, they gathered around.
Zhou Si sat calmly, legs crossed like a lord. He looked at Jiang Lin who had said this and said, "I'll pick you up in the evening."
Jiang Lin paused: "What do you mean?"
Zhou seemed calm and composed: "I'll go pick it up."
"Why are you going alone?" Jiang Lin turned around and confronted him: "We all have to go."
"No, what's going to happen if so many people flock to the hospital?" Zhou Si picked up a cigarette and stood up to leave. "If someone gets caught on camera, they'll wonder what we're doing. I can handle it alone."
Jiang Lin turned around and stopped him angrily: "Zhou Si!"
Le Anyi chimed in, "Why? Are you as domineering as me? I can drive, and I can pick up the car too!"
Zhou Si remained calm: "They are both so disrespectful, calling me Fourth Master."
Le Anyi raised his arm and knocked He Weichen, who was standing stiffly, and used his eyes to order him to use his sharp tongue.
He Weichen: "..."
Le Anyi scolded him: "What he meant was, Fourth Master, you are a bully... double standard... dog... person."
Zhou Si put the cigarette in his mouth, took out his lighter and left. "I'm just going to the hospital to pick someone up. What's the big deal? Stay at the base honestly."
Jiang Lin turned around and put his hands on his hips. "Okay! Then you don't go either! Let the driver pick me up alone."
Zhou Si didn't even turn his head: "I'm our driver, don't you know?"
“…”
Jiang Lin: "Zhou Si, you shameless bastard!!"
The shameless Zhou Si quickened his pace and went to the smoking room.
Jiang Lin cursed loudly: "Damn it!"
He Weichen: "...Is it that serious? It's not like he won't come back."
Jiang Lin: "You don't understand!"
He Weichen: "I don't understand."
Le Anyi: "To be honest, I don't understand either."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin immediately said, "That's perfect. The Fourth Master and I will go pick her up. You guys stay home."
Le Anyi refused again: "No, I want to go too."
Jiang Lin: "Don't go."
Le Anyi: "Why?"
Jiang Lin: "You don't love the stars at all."
Le Anyi slammed the table and said, "What bullshit are you talking about! Show me the evidence!"
Jiang Lin: "You don't even want to pick him up right away."
Le Anyi: “Bullshit!”
“…”
He Weichen was puzzled as to why the two of them could argue over such a question: "How old are you two?"
They both: "..."
"So childish."
Zhou Si, relying on his position as a powerful patriarch, abused his power for personal gain and easily won the honor of being the first to pick up Xingxing from the hospital. He went to the hospital to pick her up. The rest of the group had to wait at the base, preparing for their "surprise."
After taking the person back to the base gate, Qu Xing got out of the car with his right hand hanging and walked inside. With his left hand, he video-called Meng Hui and said, "It's okay, Huihui. Tell Yu Dun to go back to school quickly."
Meng Hui: "He went there, and he will probably be back soon on May Day."
Qu Xing stepped into the base gate, and the familiar smell of the base was already in his nose. He said, "I'm really fine. He's back..."
"Bang!"
Le Anyi: "Congratulations on the Star's appearance... what's going on?"
Qu Xing's words stopped instantly. After seeing the layout of the base clearly, he turned around and squatted down, curled up like a mushroom in the corner.
Ling Yin was startled and wanted to help someone, but he also glanced at the posters of all sizes, square, round, long and short shapes.
Ling Yin: “…”
He couldn't help laughing: "Who did this?"
Qu Xing was so fast that they couldn't even see his face clearly. Everyone was silent for a long time, staring at the young man squatting in the corner in confusion, a handsome figure that had not been seen for a long time.
Meng Hui's voice came from the embrace of the mushroom in the light pink top: "What's wrong, Xingxing? What scared you?"
Everyone: “…”
"It's okay..." said Pink Mushroom.
Qu Xing suspected that what he had just seen was an illusion. He leaned on the ground with his left hand and looked back, then suddenly turned back to face the wall and reflect on his mistakes. His voice was indescribably weak, "I'm going to hang up Sister Huihui first."
"Okay." Meng Hui said, "Bye."
Qu Xing: "Bye."
Pink Mushroom hung up the phone and put it down. He stood there in seclusion for a while before slowly standing up and turning to the group of people who were staring at him.
Qu Xing glanced behind them.
On a giant poster, a striking figure in blue, pink hair, smiled brightly and waved at him. The entire base, from the large, multi-story open space in the lobby to the small display cases and hallway cabinets, was covered in photos of him!
He had never been surrounded by so many of himself in his life. He stood there for a long time, shocked and confused, before he slowly squeezed out a sentence: "I have... dyed my hair so many colors?"
Tea brown, pink brown, blue-gray, silver-gray, gray-gold, raspberry purple... there was also the overlapping blue-purple when he first came, and the light pink that he had dyed twice.
Almost all the hair colors, stages, and photos he could remember were printed out and either hung or displayed.
"Yeah!" Le Anyi exclaimed, "I've never seen you with completely black hair since you debuted!"
"That was me..." Qu Xing's voice trailed off.
To make grandma happy.
His grandmother has always loved dressing him up in different styles, especially seeing him in all sorts of colors. Otherwise, she wouldn't have tricked him into getting his ears pierced at the age of five. Although he himself isn't opposed to it, he certainly wouldn't dye his hair so frequently if it weren't to please his grandmother.
Qu Xing glanced around and picked up the small ornament on the entrance cabinet: "You want something so blurry??!"
The picture above shows him running away on a skateboard while being chased by fans.
Jiang Lin took it and admired it for a moment, saying, "This is called artistic conception."
"..." Qu Xing was still shocked. He looked around the base carefully and glanced at the banner at the highest point:
——Your star journey will be smooth and bumpy, you will be a god on the field with thousands of fans following you, you will be sunny and charming, and you will shine when you return to good health!
"..." Qu Xing's scalp tingled, and he said slowly, "Why?"
Jiang Lin: "To welcome you home from the hospital."
Qu Xing didn't understand this train of thought: "So they're going to hang me all over the base?"
Jiang Lin: "This is called support!"
Qu Xing: "That base... became like this... you..."
Everyone understood the meaning of his hesitation, which was that the base had become a pain for him alone and how could they live in it.
However, a group of brainless fans, blinded by mindless love, had long since lost their sense of aesthetic taste and were all saying, "How beautiful! How beautiful! Perfect!"
Ling Yin, the love-brained and ultimate crazy fan, agreed: "Yes."
“…”
Qu Xing turned his back again, leaned his head against the wall, and his shoulders began to tremble.
Le Anyi was startled and yelled, "Fuck you, stop crying!"
Ling Yin had already bent down to look, and Qu Xing was just trying to suppress his laughter.
Le Anyi didn't see it and was so anxious that he pulled the person over. Qu Xing couldn't help himself when he saw his completely devoted face. He lowered his head and started laughing when Le Anyi held his hands.
“You guys…hahahaha…” Qu Xing lowered his head: “You guys are so cute hahahahahahahahahaha.”
"Oh no." Le Anyi blushed and was about to speak when Qu Xing was suddenly hugged by Jiang Lin.
"Xingxing!" Jiang Lin burst into tears. "Why?! Who bullied you like this?! Why did they bully you? Why, why, why, why!"
Qu Xing: “…”
"Who on earth is willing to bully you?" Jiang Lin sobbed, "Don't those who bully you understand you at all? If they did, how could they be willing to bully you——"
Qu Xing: "...Linlin."
Hearing his clear voice utter a slightly tired "Linlin," a "Linlin" that was clearly different from his usual carefree and crisp "Linlin," a "Linlin" that tried to comfort him despite being clearly in a bad mood. A "Linlin" that subtly and tenderly encapsulated the sadness suffered by the stars and their unique charm.
Jiang Lin seemed to have a weak switch somewhere in his heart pressed. His face shrank uncontrollably into an ugly, sad expression. "You still call me Linlin! Did it hurt when your hand was cut?..."
"It doesn't hurt." Qu Xing raised his head: "You're so annoying."
When he looked up, Qu Xing saw his "pain building" again. He burst into laughter, and then stopped laughing. He couldn't help but comment on this pain building: "Are you sick..."
“…”
"Hey hey hey don't cry!"
"Don't hold me so tight, or you'll squeeze my hands!"
"Don't cry stars! We are sorry, we are wrong, we are sick, we are sick!"
"Jiang Lin, can't you just hold back a little? Why are you crying now?"
“Is there any paper? Is there any paper? Oh my—”
Ling Yin quietly watched Xingxing being embraced by these people, frantically trying to comfort them. It seemed as if she didn't need him for the time being. His possessiveness and jealousy had long since vanished into thin air. He felt great, especially great. The more people loved Xingxing, the better. Ideally, so many that they would fill most of his memories, so that he wouldn't have to grieve over a grandmother anymore.
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The author has something to say: No way, DL's full name really has to be changed to Dazzling
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