Ziyi chuckled and turned sideways, "How can I laugh at a low point? Isn't this funny?"
Qin Yuhuan covered her lips and laughed endlessly, "Yeah, it's funny."
Ziyi was so angry that she sat up straight again and started the car: "I decided to take you to eat high-calorie food, so that we can get fat together, get fat!"
"High-calorie stuff, like?"
"Beer, soft drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, and eight-treasure porridge."
Ziyi started laughing again, and while laughing he called out, "Come on, everyone, move aside."
Qin Yuhuan: ...
"Ziyi, your sense of humor is quite imaginative."
Her wild imagination is simply unstoppable, and the key is that she can have fun by herself for a long time. This easy happiness makes Qin Yuhuan happy too.
"Do you want to eat here or go back to Jincheng?" Ziyi hadn't really decided. After all, she drank two bottles of Wangzai at the banquet, so she wasn't really hungry at the moment.
"Jin Cheng, go to the hotel to get your luggage first. I bought a small gift for you."
Ziyi's expression was exaggerated: "I came to eat for free and received gifts. Yuyu is a bit of a fan favorite."
Qin Yuhuan: "The play is over, Ziyi, your acting is a bit poor."
Ziyi laughed heartily, "You don't understand. A female celebrity I used to be a fan of said that people with big facial features like us usually make exaggerated expressions."
"The person you were a fan of before...was that Ren Jing? She doesn't seem to be filming anymore."
Qin Yuhuan spoke in a natural tone. Ziyi, who was standing beside him, looked as if she had seen a ghost. She finally managed to stop the car at the hotel entrance and said, "I'm going to die, Qin Yuhuan. How did you even know that I'm a fan of Ren Jing?"
That was all her old star-chasing history from many years ago, and she didn't do anything exaggerated, just bought some cards and posters?
"In my second year of high school, Ziyi." Qin Yuhuan tilted her head. "One time, I was standing in line behind you in the cafeteria. You had Ren Jing's card sticker on your meal card, and you forgot to take it away after swiping it."
What shocked Qin Yuhuan the most was that there was actually someone who deposited 5,000 yuan into his meal card at one time. In an era when day students could only afford a ten-yuan meal a day, Ziyi's meal card balance was actually over 5,000 yuan.
Ziyi narrowed her eyes, leaned over, twisted Qin Yuhuan's face, and looked carefully from head to toe. "I remember this happened, but I also remember that the person who returned my meal card was..."
The sister's big black-framed glasses covered half of her face. Not only that, she also wore a mask, a woolen hat, and a scarf, covering her entire face tightly.
"It was me. Black-framed glasses were popular back then." Qin Yuhuan pulled up his collar, covering half of his face. "Do you still remember it?"
"Not really." Ziyi shook her head. "I'm a little bad at remembering faces. It's not just you, even Shen Zhiming's face can only be remembered after he's in front of me every day."
Recognition is no problem, but to accurately visualize the appearance of a face in your mind, you need to memorize it repeatedly.
And... in Qin Yuhuan's time, it has only been seven or eight years since her second year of high school. In Ziyi's time, it has been almost twenty years. She was lucky enough to remember that the person who returned her meal card was a man wearing glasses. If the glasses were not too exaggerated, she would not have kept this memory.
"Then it seems I have to show off my face more." Qin Yuhuan opened the car door, went to the front desk to retrieve his suitcase, opened the trunk and helped put the suitcase in.
After the car started again, Qin Yuhuan spoke curiously, "I thought you were obsessed with looks, but you're not?"
"I am a little bit, but not that serious. Everyone around me thinks I'm obsessed with looks." Ziyi pondered, "They think I like Shu Baizhu because of her face. Of course, I admit that she is the pretty one, but am I also beautiful?"
Ziyi herself is a stunning beauty, and she doesn't have such high expectations of others.
"I know what you're going to ask. The spectators want to eat melons." Before Qin Yuhuan could ask the next question, Ziyi had already spoken before her. "I'm a bit strange. Sometimes I'm attracted to someone based on one thing. I'm good-looking, so I'm not very picky about someone's face. As long as it's not too distorted and the facial features are well-proportioned, I can accept it. But that's the thing I'm looking for."
"In my freshman year of high school, there were no separate classes. Shu Baizhu was in the class next to mine. I went to the corridor to get some water, and one time she bumped into me, and the boiling water poured onto the back of my hand." Ziyi couldn't help but sigh. "I said it was okay, but when the bell rang for the next class, she handed me a can of burn ointment, the shiny green one."
"She told me to come see me after class. I thought it was something serious, but it turned out she just wanted to see if I had applied the medicine. Remember, the infirmary is quite far from the Grade 11 building. It takes ten minutes, and you have to run non-stop to get back in time. So I saw she was panting while talking to me, and her forehead was sweating even in the cold weather."
"The innocent feelings of school days are really sweet, be aesthetics." Qin Yuhuan also sighed, "So pure."
Ziyi: ...
"You talk as if it's not so green now."
"That's a little bit," Qin Yu happily nodded. "Now I still have other things to think about. Green oranges will ripen, and when they are ripe, they will change color."
Green oranges...
It’s cooked…
Yellow oranges???
Ziyi widened her eyes. If they weren't on the highway, she would have looked at Qin Yuhuan again carefully. "God damn Qin Yuhuan, how can you drive like this?"
"It's okay," Qin Yuhuan remained calm, as if he didn't know what he was saying. "The entertainment industry is a big melting pot. I used to be very pure, but with so many people wanting to sleep with me, it naturally became a waste."
Ziyi couldn't help herself and burst into laughter, "I just regret that I can't use my phone to record your screen right now. I missed the opportunity to save it for later."
"Well, I want to hear the follow-up. Do you like Shu Baizhu because of this incident?"
"That's not the case. At most... I've seen her more often. I seemed to have gotten used to Shu Baizhu's coldness and always thought she was just like that. Now that I think about it, when we first met, she was actually very gentle, quiet, not cold, and well-behaved in every way. My mom sometimes went to the store in Longxing to do the accounts, and I would go there after school, so we would go home on the same route."
"Her brother finishes school earlier than her, and occasionally comes to pick her up and go home together. I went with them to find her driver. Shu Baizhen likes to swing his tattered schoolbag around when he walks. One day, he hit me on the head. I was stunned. I listened to Shu Baizhu scolding him, and finally he brought people to apologize to me. I don't know what happened next..."
Ziyi couldn't help but think of how Shu Baizhen looked when he grew up in her previous life. He was completely different from when they first met. He was always getting into trouble. Even when he was caught for prostitution, he would call her to pay the fine and get the money back.
"You're right. The innocence of youth is the best time of life. Unfortunately, people change."
She changed, and Shu Baizhu changed too.
She forgot when it started, but Shu Baizhu never smiled at her again.
And she was finally tired.
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