Chapter 88
That night, a broken soul couldn't sleep. She sat on the bed with her boyfriend's phone and watched her own funny videos all night long.
The more he brushed, the more he wanted to die, and the more he wanted to die, the harder he brushed. His entire state gradually changed from being as pale as death at the beginning to being as calm as water. There was a video in the middle that he forgot to adjust the volume, and the deafening screams in the video scared him so much that he almost threw his Bluetooth headset a meter away.
Luo Jiayu was sitting behind him, holding him and dozing off. Halfway through his nap, he felt the person in his arms startle. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Chu Yu taking off his headphones with trembling hands and subconsciously wanted to throw them away. He nimbly grabbed the other's wrist, preventing the headphones from being broken, and then carefully glanced at his boyfriend's face.
Looks like he's dying.
Luo Jiayu and the system advised in unison: "Baby, forget it."
Chu Yu lowered his head and clicked on the next video in disbelief.
The next video is from a long time ago. It is a dance video of him on the first public stage. The material of the video is a beautiful straight shot uploaded by a fan. However, the unscrupulous blogger cut out the background picture and replaced it with another video of primary and secondary school students doing radio gymnastics.
The resounding announcement, like a bell, came from their adorable protagonist in a candy-colored suit. Every sonic attack from the past struck hard at Chu Yu's heart on the day of the third public performance:
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Three, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Four, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. OK, turn around!"
The rhythm of the announcement and dance moves perfectly matched the elementary school students wearing red scarves and doing exercises in the background, making Chu Yu look like their leader.
3.34 million views, the most popular ranking on all platforms, and the most liked comment is "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA".
The Bluetooth connection with the phone was lost during the pushing and shoving, and the broadcast sound echoed throughout the room through the air. Luo Jiayu, who was almost asleep, couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing the noise.
This sound was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Chu Yu, who was about to break into Lego bricks, was directly turned into glass fragments and could not be put together again.
The boyfriend, who had turned into pieces of glass, left the arms that made him sad with a broken heart. He curled up into a fragile little ball, pulled the quilt next to him, and covered himself with it, especially covering his face that looked like an RGB gradient light, which was red, white, and black.
The phone was thrown aside, but the default mode of the video software was to automatically continue the next video after the end of one, so before the quilt was covered for a while, another heart-wrenching scream came from the room:
"I can't even go through this crappy class! I want to be the Monkey King at Amazon!"
The Monkey King stood up in anger, turned off the video angrily, then lay back down in anger, then wrapped the quilt tighter from head to toe, and turned into a silkworm chrysalis that was unwilling to face the world anymore.
After silence returned to the room, Luo Jiayu used his hands and feet to move closer, patiently peeling off the quilt that his boyfriend had wrapped around him layer by layer like peeling an onion, until the quilt peeled off like a cracked shell, revealing his face with a broken heart.
Okay, now he is not the Monkey King anymore, but a crying cat head.
"Baby?" Luo Jiayu poked his cheek, which was already dripping with tears, and tried to piece together the broken glass pieces with glue. "Don't be sad, baby."
Seeing that the person didn't react, he hugged the person in his arms again. Chu Yu finally moved at this time, moving his head from his shoulders to his chest. It seemed that he didn't want to face this cold and cruel world in the short term.
Luo Jiayu's lips were still curled up, and he patted the man's back comfortingly: "Okay, go to sleep first."
Chu Yu wiped his eyes and pulled the quilt back over his face, revealing his red ears: "I want to die."
He was halfway buried in his boyfriend's arms when he suddenly remembered something. He jumped up with a start and asked, "Can you hear it all the time?"
For the first time ever, Luo Jiayu did not answer immediately. The short two seconds of silence were deafening in the eyes of her boyfriend.
Then he skipped the nodding and shaking of his head and opened his mouth to change the subject: "But..."
But he didn't come out, because he didn't know what content would follow, so Chu Yu looked even more fragmented.
"Other people can hear it too." The glass Dao Heart, which had just been held together by the Love Bubble brand glue, shattered to the ground with a "crack". Chu Yu stood up in a daze and muttered, "The judges can hear it too, the whole world can hear it..."
The person in his arms was as soft as a fish made of water, and slipped out of his arms. Luo Jiayu saw him slide off the bed like a zombie, and walked towards the door in slippers.
"Goodbye, Mom. I'm leaving tonight."
Luo Jiayu saw his boyfriend get out of bed and start putting on his clothes, mask, and things, even trying to change his shoes. He jumped over and grabbed his waist, pulling him back: "Come back! Where are you going!"
"I sneaked into Africa, where the internet is not well developed."
"return!"
"The Arctic is fine too. There are no humans there."
"return!"
"Don't stop me." Even the voice revealed a sense of being hurt and broken.
"Come back! We don't have any money!"
“I can make some money by performing…” Before Chu Yu could finish his words, he was pushed onto the bed. His mask was taken off, revealing his aggrieved face.
"Are you going to perform for polar bears?"
Luo Jiayu stripped off the clothes he had just put on until only the pajamas were left. Then he hugged his head again, bent down and kissed his forehead, and said, "Okay, calm down."
"I can't calm down." The aggrieved expression gradually turned into sadness. When a person is fragmented, everything looks fragmented. Chu Yu murmured, "Now when I look into your eyes, there are double images."
Luo Jiayu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.
"Is it still available?"
"besides."
"He must be sleepy." Luo Jiayu held him tightly, and the two of them maintained this posture and had a back-and-forth conversation. "Go to bed early, tomorrow is a new day."
"Will everyone lose their memory tomorrow and forget what I did?"
"No, but if you don't sleep, you'll feel uncomfortable during the day tomorrow."
Chu Yu buried her head in her boyfriend's shoulder again and began a new round of collapse: "I can't stay in this world anymore."
"How could that be? We've been here for several months." Luo Jiayu stroked his hair and comforted him, "And everyone's actually used to it a long time ago. Think about how much happiness you've brought to everyone. I've seen so many fans using your videos as a meal."
The comfort was very effective. Chu Yu stopped crying and raised her head to stare into her boyfriend's eyes for a while.
Then he raised his hand and gave the middle finger.
“Do you still have a collection?”
Luo Jiayu couldn't help laughing, and the next second his head was grabbed by the person in his arms. The two of them pushed and shoved each other all the way until they fell on the bed sheets. Chu Yu looked like he was still breathing heavily at first, until he pressed the other person's shoulders and pressed him on the bed sheets for a while, and then his expression looked a little better.
Luo Jiayu reached out and poked the person on his body on the cheek: "What did you think of?"
"I'm not thinking about anything." Chu Yu was staring at her boyfriend's eyes. At such a close distance, it seemed as if she could count his eyelashes, and she could even see her own reflection through his pupils that were like lake water.
"Really?"
Chu Yu didn't know how to respond to this question. The organization's language kept turning around in his head, and what he finally said was a nonsensical sentence:
"Your eyes are so dark."
Most people's pupils are brown, but the brown in Luo Jiayu's pupils is so deep that it is almost invisible. To the naked eye, the visual effect is closer to pure black, like a black pearl.
"Indeed, I thought you'd noticed it a long time ago." Luo Jiayu said as he held up the face of the person leaning closer and closer. "I noticed your pupils were very light in color when I was in kindergarten. At that time, many people thought you were mixed-race."
Chu Yu released the hand that was holding his shoulder and rolled to the side naturally, lying on the same pillow with Luo Jiayu. Luo Jiayu stretched out his body and traced the beautifully outlined eye sockets with his fingertips. After tracing, he thought of a good metaphor:
"Like amber stone."
The discussion about eyes and gems diverted the two people's attention so well that they almost forgot why they hadn't fallen asleep until now.
"I've come to terms with it." Chu Yu lay flat on the soft bed, his hands clasped in front of his chest, his eyes closed and his expression looking very peaceful.
"uh-huh?"
"Accept everything."
"uh-huh?"
"Whatever you want."
"uh-huh?"
"There is nothing to mourn."
Luo Jiayu agreed: "The twelve-character policy sounds good."
Chu Yu added four more words with a compassionate tone, extending the twelve-word strategy of tanking into a sixteen-word strategy of actively tanking: "Live in the present."
It’s okay for dead memories to be embarrassing, my boyfriend is right, tomorrow is a new day.
"Are you going to sleep?" Luo Jiayu said.
"Let's sleep." Chu Yu turned over and faced him. She reached out and pulled the quilt over to cover both of them. Before going to sleep, she specially rolled up the edges of their quilts to prevent them from sliding off their bodies so easily.
"Good night." Luo Jiayu reached out to turn off the night light on the bedside, then shrank back into the quilt, a little closer to the person next to him than before he left the quilt.
"good evening."
At 3:30 in the morning, the young couple completed their serious bedtime ritual and successfully slept soundly for two hours. They were not woken up until 5:30 in the morning by the staff knocking on the door and notifying them to take a plane back to the camp.
The staff was followed by a familiar photographer carrying a cannon. Before visiting this room, they had already woken up the trainees in the other ten rooms. This was the last stop and also the one with the longest waiting time.
About a century later, the door finally opened. It was Luo Jiayu who opened the door. His clothes were sloppily dressed, as if he had put them on over his pajamas. He also seemed to be in a bad mental state.
The photographer walked in and took a picture of another roommate lying on his bed rubbing his eyes. After rubbing his eyes, he stayed there for more than ten seconds to calm down. Then, he failed to start the camera and fell back into the quilt.
"I went to bed late." Luo Jiayu said vaguely. He explained with half-closed eyes while walking to the person who was still in bed. He habitually lowered his voice and said a few words to comfort him, "And he didn't sleep well...Okay, get up."
The main character naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with his actions. The reactions of the fans watching the live broadcast were polarized. Half of them were new fans who had just joined the fan club from the third public performance yesterday and were very happy, while the other half were old fans who had joined the club early on and were very satisfied.
[CP fans who wake up early will get candy]
[I woke up so early to watch the live broadcast just for this, I deserve it! ]
[The daily sugar intake has reached the target, I am satisfied, and can go to work with peace of mind]
Chu Yu struggled to open his eyes, and with the help of Luo Jiayu, he accomplished the great feat of sitting up straight. After about a minute, he finally came to his senses and realized that it was time to change clothes and leave. So he got out of bed naturally, walked to another bed, picked up the clothes on the bed, and put them on.
Luo Jiayu was more sober than him and realized that in his haste he had not done the whole act. He just moved the man back to the bed and forgot that his boyfriend's clothes were still on his bed.
【Why are Xiaoyu's clothes on Luoluo's bed? 】
What did you do last night that you don't even know where your clothes belonged to?
Am I the only one who suspects they urgently switched beds before opening the door? Xiaoyu's bed was perfectly smooth, showing no signs of having been slept in.
[That's true, the clothes are all piled on the same bed.]
[Wait, wait, what does that mean? Does it mean my partner is sleeping in the same bed?]
CP fans have already started to transform into Sherlock Holmes and sort out the details of the crime scene. They are about to reach the correct conclusion, but at this moment, Chu Yu suddenly wakes up.
The first moment he regained consciousness, he remembered the words of the system that caused him to crash several times last night. He then realized that whatever he was thinking now might be heard. His nerves subconsciously tensed. He stood there alertly for a while, and then he came up with a brilliant idea.
Three seconds later, everyone present, including the tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, heard a lingering, compassionate voice in the room silently reciting the Great Compassion Mantra.
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