Chapter 27 Farewell
"I'm talking to you. Is there anyone else in this bathroom? Why are you just standing there? Why don't you get out? I'm cleaning, can't you see?"
Zhou Yang was startled by the old man's loud voice. At first he thought he was being yelled at, but when he saw the old man standing at the door with his face clearly facing inward, he knew he was not being scolded.
Regardless of whether it was him or not, Zhou Yang felt sorry for the brother who was scolded inside. He looked inside the door curiously, and then his eyes met with someone he had been having dinner with five minutes ago.
Zhou Yang: “…”
Lin Qiyuan: “…”
Zhou Yang swore that this was the first time he saw embarrassment mixed with helplessness, and a hint of anger on someone's face.
The call was from Qi Dongdong. He was a careless person who would lose his phone every few days. Sometimes he would just pick up Mo Huai's phone and call him. Qi Dongdong asked from the other end, "What's wrong? Who's occupying the toilet without taking a shit?"
Apparently, the old man's voice was too loud, and Qi Dongdong also heard it through the phone.
"Oh, no one. I hung up first because of something." Zhou Yang hung up the phone without revealing any emotion.
*
It was five minutes later that the two of them sat back in the partition room.
"The tempura is not very fresh." After a long while, Lin Qiyuan opened his mouth to explain.
Zhou Yang didn't know whether he should believe it or not. He felt a little embarrassed and simply remained silent.
But in Lin Qiyuan's eyes, this expression was definitely a mockery of him. He frowned slightly and said, "You don't believe it?"
"No, no!" Zhou Yang quickly explained, "The tempura is definitely not fresh!"
Just then, the head waiter happened to pass by and walked in enthusiastically, saying, "Gentlemen, our ingredients are all purchased and picked that day, and the shrimp were also caught early in the morning, so they are absolutely fresh. However, because chefs have different cooking methods and everyone's stomach is different, if you have a stomachache, it is our fault. This plate of tempura will be free for you."
Zhou Yang: “…”
Is it bad to lie like this?
Lin Qiyuan: “…”
He was just looking for an excuse.
Zhou Yang wasn't sure if Lin Qiyuan heard his call. The atmosphere at that moment wasn't suitable for saying goodbye, so he held back and didn't say anything.
After he gets the money on Monday, it will take at least a few days to rent a house, and several more days to actually move out. There will still be time to talk about it then.
When checking out, the cashier indeed charged less for the tempura. Lin Qiyuan had originally planned to pay for the meal, but after Zhou Yang's insistence, he lost the mood.
Five minutes after they left, the cashier called the foreman over and said, "Sister Liu, eighty-seven yuan was just transferred from an unfamiliar account."
"Eighty-seven?" Sister Liu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly an idea flashed through her mind. "How much is the tempura?"
The cashier pulled up the menu and said, "It's exactly eighty-seven, Sister Liu, how did you know?"
Sister Liu smiled faintly: "I guessed."
"Sister Liu, Sister Liu, another account transferred eighty-seven!" The cashier lady raised her voice excitedly.
Sister Liu paused, thought for a moment, and smiled: "Well, return this and say it's a free gift!"
“…”
Along the way, the two of them didn't speak again. Zhou Yang kept wondering whether Lin Qiyuan heard what he said. Lin Qiyuan was always silent, and it would be strange if he spoke more.
After returning home, Lin Qiyuan went upstairs and called Cheng Fei.
As for Zhou Yang's belief that he has social phobia, a little thought will reveal that it is closely related to Cheng Fei.
"It's me, Xiao Yuan. Why do you think of me, the omnipotent Doctor Cheng, on such a calm day?" Cheng Fei was examining a patient's teeth at Xiaoyang Dental Clinic. He had headphones on and his eyes were fixed on the instrument.
"What exactly did you say to Zhou Yang?" Lin Qiyuan's voice had a kind of oppressive feeling, as if a storm was about to come, which made Cheng Fei tremble even through the screen.
The patient who was undergoing examination and had a toothache looked surprised, wondering who was on the other end of the phone. Even the usually fierce Dr. Cheng was afraid.
In order to cover up the flaws of his baby face, Dr. Cheng always treats patients with a stern face.
"Zhou Yang? Oh, your little nanny!" Cheng Fei was still stubborn, "Didn't you say anything?"
"I'll give you a minute."
Cheng Fei, who has been with him for decades, can still tell whether he is really angry or pretending to be angry.
"Are you really angry? I didn't say anything, just said you have social phobia."
“…”
"You can't really blame me. You're always so pretentious. Otherwise, how would anyone believe me if I told them I was suffering from social anxiety?"
“…”
"...Were you discovered? How about I help you explain it? No, I just wanted to help you. I think that child is quite cute. If they knew you were socially anxious, they would definitely pay more attention to you. Didn't you just need someone to take care of you during that time?"
“…”
"Hey, Lin Qiyuan, are you really angry? Please don't play tricks on me behind my back. I've been spending more than I earn lately. I think you're enjoying it too, aren't you? The last time I went to your house, I saw how nice the nanny was to you. She was practically feeding you. She was so considerate, even my boyfriend wouldn't be like this! Even though it was out of sympathy, you enjoyed it, didn't you?"
“…”
"Lin Qiyuan, are you planning something big? I'm telling you, don't cheat me. I've been really busy lately, buying some equipment, and the money I have isn't even enough for me to spend half a month in nightclubs! Bro, can I call you Big Brother? Don't cheat me!"
"Can!"
"Ah?" Cheng Fei didn't expect the other party to agree so easily. He tightened his hands subconsciously and stopped the rotating instrument. A large front tooth of the person being examined opposite was immediately hit by the machine and fell to the ground with a "click".
“…Wuwuwu, Cen… Yi… Sen, it’s getting… bigger, wuwuwu!”
"The condition is that from now on, I will be what you call a social phobia."
"What?" Cheng Fei was about to ask, but the other party had already hung up the phone.
"Wuwuwu, Cen... Yi... Sen, um... Ya, Ya."
"Sorry, sorry, your checkup today and for the next week are all free. In addition, we will install one of your front teeth for free."
Cheng Fei was in great pain and heartache. He could not go to bars or nightclubs for half a month.
*
In the evening, Zhou Yang turned on the live broadcast as usual and read the private messages first. Most of them were confessions of love to him or scolding from his haters. There were also some advertisers seeking cooperation. He focused on a few advertisers, all of which were brands of razors, facial masks, or snacks. He always avoided showing his face during live broadcasts and had no intention of showing up, so he ignored them.
Below that, he suddenly saw a private message saying "I love Erlang Shenjing".
"I love Erlang Shenjing" sent him private messages almost every day. A few days ago, they were all confessions of love, but Zhou Yang never clicked on them. There would be a corresponding "unread by the other party" display. Later, that person learned to be smart, and every private message he sent was meaningful, giving him various suggestions. To be honest, the suggestions were all pretty good, and Zhou Yang would subconsciously click on them to take a look.
Today's private messages are obviously different from before.
[I Love Erlang's Nerves: Xiao Wai, your landlord friend is sick and needs treatment]
Xiao Er is the nickname given to him by "I Love Erlang Shenjing". He refused this title of ancient waiter, but his refusal was ineffective.
Zhou Yang is wondering, are Lin Qiyuan’s social anxiety symptoms so obvious?
Could it be that his condition has worsened? But he didn't feel that way!
After thinking for a while, he nodded his finger and replied: I am sick and am undergoing treatment. Please keep it confidential.
On Sunday night, Zhou Yang received a great piece of news. A company that wanted to develop a large-scale online game sent him a private message and wanted to discuss cooperation with him.
To be honest, the design of large-scale online games and small games is completely different. Small games do not have complex scenes, and are mainly based on puzzle challenges. The upgrade code is achieved by adding some symbols on the basis of each level.
Large-scale games require very complex considerations. For someone like Zhou Yang who designs large scenes and costumes, there are even more considerations. Even the grass and trees in the game must be set up to ensure they are reasonable. This means that every level has been carefully thought out and calculated, and the difficulty is incomparable.
Asking Zhou Yang to design small games is indeed a waste of his talent.
The other company was just a small private company and could not recruit outstanding talents. When they heard someone recommend Zhou Yang, they sent him a private message, wanting to work with him.
Zhou Yang was of course happy. In the past, he also participated in the design of large-scale games in school, but that was all with the reference and opinions of teachers. This time, he also wanted to complete a satisfactory game independently and lay a good reputation for the future development of the studio.
Although it was not a big order, it was also an exercise for him as a newcomer. Zhou Yang cherished this opportunity very much and quickly made an appointment for an interview with the other party.
The next morning, Lin Qiyuan was picked up by the driver as usual, while Zhou Yang waited for the money to be deposited into the bank.
He was a little nervous. Excluding his work abroad, this was his first and largest salary, a full 50,000.
At ten o'clock in the morning, a text message came in on his mobile phone, notifying him that 50,000 yuan had been deposited into his ICBC card. Zhou Yang almost jumped up with excitement.
He first returned five thousand to the squad leader.
The monitor gave me a puzzled look.
[Zhou Yang: I made some money recently. Thank you for your help. I won’t pay you the interest. I’ll treat you to a meal next time.]
Not paying the interest means that Zhou Yang regards Yang Xingchen as a true friend.
Yang Xingchen was not pretentious and accepted it readily.
[Yang Xingchen: I'll take it then. I'll just wait for you to invite me to dinner.]
The two of them exchanged a few casual pleasantries. Yang Xingchen wanted to ask what happened at Zhou Yang's home, but he was afraid that the other party would be suspicious or would hurt his feelings, so he didn't ask.
Zhou Yang also knew that Yang Xingchen cared about him, but he would not tell anyone except Qi Dongdong about this family matter, so he could only apologize to the squad leader in secret.
When Yang Xingchen heard that Zhou Yang wanted to rent a house, he recommended several reliable agents to him. Zhou Yang contacted one of them in the afternoon.
The other party was very enthusiastic, and when he heard that it was Yang Xingchen who introduced them, he became even more enthusiastic. He also said that he would not charge an agency fee. Yang Xingchen's friends were his friends. He just needed to treat him to a meal after the deal was done. It seemed that Yang Xingchen was indeed very popular.
There is only one important thing now, and that is to say goodbye to Lin Qiyuan.
The good atmosphere last time was not enough. Zhou Yang was afraid that something unexpected might happen outside, so he went to the supermarket to buy a lot of meat, eggs and vegetables, planning to cook a big meal at home to thank Lin Qiyuan for his care during this period.
Although it was called a big meal, he actually only cooked a few dishes.
He tried his best to prepare braised prawns, beef with oyster sauce, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, lettuce with garlic sauce, steamed fish, and corn and pork rib soup. The five dishes and the soup looked colorful at first glance, but when you got closer, you could see that they were full of color, aroma and taste. It was indeed a feast.
Lin Qiyuan smelled the fragrance of the dishes in the yard, and when he entered the house and saw the sumptuous dinner in the restaurant, he had an idea in his mind.
Zhou Yang helped Lin Qiyuan serve the rice and pick up some dishes.
When the two of them were half full, Zhou Yang got straight to the point: "Brother Lin, thank you for taking care of me during this period. You provided me with food and accommodation, which really helped me a lot. This meal is also my formal way of thanking you!"
Lin Qiyuan seemed to have no idea what Zhou Yang was going to say next, so he nodded: "You're welcome!"
"I'll be finding a new house soon, so I'll probably move out in a few days."
Lin Qiyuan buried his head in eating, but his movements became slower and slower. Zhou Yang stared at him, waiting for him to look up before continuing to talk, but he didn't look up for a long time.
Not only did he not look up, but he clenched the chopsticks in his hand tighter and tighter, and they were even shaking.
Zhou Yang stared at Lin Qiyuan's hand in a daze, not understanding why the other party reacted so strongly.
Suddenly, Lin Qiyuan looked up and stared straight into Zhou Yang's eyes: "You know I have social anxiety, right?"
Zhou Yang was burned by the light in his eyes, turned his head away, and nodded: "Yeah, I know."
"Actually, my symptoms are more serious than you think!"
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