Chapter 21 Please Don’t Make Fun of Dead People Again
Gao Xing covered her head and sat up from the bed that did not belong to her. She had a feeling about what happened last night that seemed clear yet vague.
She remembered that while they were chatting, Shen Xingjian, so happy that he insisted on toasting her, then took the beer on the table and downed it in one gulp. She was about to remind him not to drink so much, but the next second, he hit his head on the table, unconscious. It took a lot of effort for her to drag him from the wheelchair to the bed.
As for what happened later... I can't quite remember how happy I was.
With her alcohol tolerance, she was sure she was not drunk, but for some reason, her head felt swollen and painful. She reached out to touch it and found a big bump on her forehead!
Suddenly, some lost memories came back to his mind, and Gao Xing suddenly woke up.
The noise in the bed quickly woke Shen Xingjian up. He felt a splitting headache in his daze. He finally managed to get up with heavy eyelids. When he opened his eyes, he saw Gao Xing's furious face, and he was immediately frightened.
He instinctively stepped back and looked around before realizing that this was his room! Why was he so scared?
"Why are you in my room?!" He sat up suddenly and pulled the quilt to protect himself, like a good boy who was molested.
Gao Xing immediately rolled his eyes toward the sky.
Last night, he was completely drunk and unconscious, and Gao Xing had to drag him into the room with great effort. But as soon as they lay down on the bed, he snatched her cell phone and smashed it against her head without saying a word, knocking her unconscious on the spot.
How dare you act like a victim when you have such bad drinking habits?
After Shen Xingjian finished shouting, his eyes fell on the swelling on Gao Xing's forehead, and fragmented fragments of memory gradually became clear in his mind.
He vaguely remembered that last night, while drunk, someone seemed to be trying to kidnap him. Not only had the man dragged him forcibly, but he also had a "gun" hidden in his pocket. In that critical moment, he remained calm, seizing the "weapon" while the man was off guard, and striking back, knocking the man unconscious, averting danger!
Afterwards, he wanted to check the model of this "gun", but found that there were no bullets in it, only some messy icons and texts...
As more unbearable details emerged, Shen Xingjian shook his head violently to interrupt his thoughts.
He seemed... maybe... maybe he understood what happened last night...
“That… I can explain…” Shen Xingjian grinned at the opposite side with a smile that was uglier than crying.
There was only a muffled "bang" sound.
Shen Xingjian's nose felt sore, as if he had been hit hard.
…
Yes, Shen Xingjian admitted that he was wrong to hit someone while drunk, but he did get punched by her, right? So, it was even. Was he so happy that she kept looking at him sideways?
In the afternoon, Shen Xingjian came out of the room with a Band-Aid on his nose from being beaten. When he saw Gao Xing coming back from outside, he wanted to say hello to ease the atmosphere, but he was glared at by the latter again.
Shen Xingjian: “…”
He knew he was in the wrong, and he felt regretful in his heart, but he couldn't help but say, "Is it really that serious? You're so petty..."
Because he was afraid of being beaten again, he said the word "stingy" vaguely and his voice was as low as a mosquito's hum, but Gao Xing still caught it accurately, and the anger that he had suppressed with great difficulty suddenly rose up again.
"I'm narrow-minded?" She pointed at herself, as if she had heard some huge joke.
Thanks to him, Gao Xing's mobile phone had its screen replaced before the installment was fully paid. She was very kind-hearted for not beating him to death. How dare she accuse her of being petty?
"Since you say I'm narrow-minded, then you should compensate me for the screen replacement!" She took out the receipt for the phone screen replacement from her bag and slammed it on the table.
Shen Xingjian: “…”
It’s not that he doesn’t want to pay, but his money will never reach Gao Xing’s hands.
He choked, then suddenly had an idea. He went back to his room, took out a piece of paper with a phone number written on it, and pushed it in front of her: "Compensation!"
Seeing his confident expression, Gao Xing took it doubtfully and asked, "What is this?"
"Xu Jiakai." Shen Xingjian answered.
He checked and found that Xu Jiakai had not changed his number ten years later, but his phone could only be linked to his past self. He had been planning to use Gao Xing's phone to contact him, and now was a good opportunity.
"As long as you find Xu Jiakai and tell me where I will be in ten years, I will give you whatever money you want!"
Gao Xing recalled that he seemed to have said something similar last night.
"It's been ten years. Are you sure they still remember you?" Gao Xing didn't mean to pour cold water on him, but that's just how human nature is.
Shen Xingjian was silent for a moment. He did think that maybe Xu Jiakai would have parted ways with him ten years later, but he still wanted to give it a try.
Seeing that he was so persistent, Gao Xing said nothing more, unlocked the phone and handed it to him: "Your friend, call yourself."
Shen Xingjian looked up at her, took the phone, and dialed the number on the paper. After a short waiting tone, the call was not connected.
"Hello? Who is this?" A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Xu Jiakai?" Shen Xingjian called out his name directly.
However, the other party seemed to have not heard at all and repeated, "Hello?"
Shen Xingjian raised his voice: “Xu Jiakai, it’s me, can you hear me?”
"Hello?" the other party was still asking.
At this time, Shen Xingjian also noticed something unusual. When he was about to speak happily, the other party had already hung up the phone. When he called again, the number had been blocked.
The two looked at each other.
I thought only objects couldn't transcend time and space, but I didn't expect that even sounds couldn't.
"Do you have any other numbers? Or, is there a telephone booth on the street or something?" Shen Xingjian asked anxiously.
Smartphones are now widely used. Where are the telephone booths on the streets?
Gao Xing was just about to ask him to find another way, when at this moment, a news push popped up on his phone. Shen Xingjian swiped it open and saw that it was the news that Jingnan was going to host the Asian Auto Expo.
"Asian Auto Expo?" He muttered to himself and clicked on the main text, and found that Guanya was one of the main sponsors of this expo.
It's really like someone gives you a pillow when you feel sleepy!
He immediately raised his phone and turned the screen to Gao Xing: "Xu Jiakai is now the president of Guanya. He will most likely attend the opening ceremony. You can go directly to the scene to find him then!"
Gao Xing wanted to say, “I haven’t even agreed yet, but you’ve arranged it for me!”
She took the phone, checked the date of the auto expo on the news, and confirmed that it did not conflict with the dates of her upcoming exams before reluctantly agreeing.
In fact, Gao Xing also has her own selfish motives. The sooner she helps him find his future self, the sooner she can return to her normal life.
…
On the day of the Auto Expo, Gao Xing arrived at the venue early and was among the first to squeeze in before the venue opened.
Unlike celebrities and internet celebrities who need to rely on fans to prove their popularity, the itineraries of successful people like Xu Jiakai are basically confidential, so Gao Xing going to the Auto Expo is just a chance.
After checking my ticket and entering the venue, Gao Xing looked up the information on the guide map and went straight to Guanya's booth.
Although we don't know whether Xu Jiakai will come or when he will come, it stands to reason that if he arrives, he should visit his own booth. As long as we wait here, we might be able to catch him.
As one of the main sponsors of the Auto Expo, Guanya's booth was located in the center of the venue, only a dozen meters away from the stage. Gao Xing found a seat in the corner of the Guanya booth as soon as he entered. From here, he could observe everyone entering the Guanya booth and also see what was happening on the stage.
There were so many people visiting that day that the stage was packed with people in no time. The opening ceremony started on time. After the host finished his opening remarks, the leaders took the stage to give speeches.
Gao Xing listened to the entire talk attentively, but still did not see Xu Jiakai. Just as she was about to turn her gaze to Guanya's booth to continue waiting, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Shi Yunran next to the stage.
She seemed to be waiting for someone, with a bit of nervousness and uneasiness on her face. After a man dressed as a secretary came over and said a few words to her, her face suddenly darkened. She nodded slightly to the man and was about to leave.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Gao Xing hurriedly stood up, but at this time the opening ceremony had just ended, music started playing, and the crowd dispersed.
The staff at the next booth took the opportunity to speak enthusiastically about their new model: "...Today, we are honored to have the renowned painter Mr. Li Siping here to share with us the artistic design inspiration for the all-new CXL 'Morning' series..."
As Gao Xing stepped out of the booth, she was squeezed by the crowd like a hamburger patty, unable to leave or get in. She was anxious to catch up with Shi Yunran, trying to rush out, but her stumbling appearance caught the attention of another person in the crowd.
The man was wearing a black windbreaker and a baseball cap with the brim pulled down low. The sharp lines on his jaw outlined his coldness.
Gao Xing went against the flow of people and finally squeezed to the end. She was pushed by the person next to her and almost fell. Fortunately, she only stumbled forward a few steps, quickly regained her balance, and ran out quickly.
As she passed by, a clean white hand silently withdrew.
Zhou Jinkai turned his head, his dark eyes hidden in the shadow of the hat brim, making it impossible to see his expression.
Shi Yunran walked straight towards the business car on the roadside after leaving the venue. Seeing that she was about to get in the car, Gao Xing was afraid that if he missed this opportunity, he would never find Xu Jiakai again. In desperation, he could only shout, "Shi Yunran!"
Hearing someone calling her by her full name so rudely, Shi Yunran stopped and looked in her direction.
Gao Xing ran over quickly, then stopped on his knees in front of her, panting.
"Do you know me?" Shi Yunran took off his sunglasses, looked him up and down, and asked with some doubt.
Gao Xing thought that since Shi Yunran and Xu Jiakai were husband and wife ten years later, she must also know the news that Xu Jiakai knew, after all, the three of them knew each other.
Shi Yunran looked at her face and searched carefully in his mind, but still couldn't find such a person.
In Shi Yunran's timeline, she and Gao Xing had only met briefly ten years ago, and she didn't even know each other's names, so it was normal that she had no impression of him now.
Gao Xing adjusted his breathing, stood up straight and said, "We've met before, but you may not remember. I came to you today to ask you about someone..."
She carefully considered her words, not knowing how to explain the whole story to her. After all, no one would believe such an incredible thing as time-space folding. She could only ask sincerely: "Do you still remember Shen Xingjian?"
Hearing this name, Shi Yunran's body trembled violently, and a strange expression appeared on his face: "What do you want to say?"
"I'm looking for him," Gao Xing asked, "Do you know where he is now?"
As soon as these words came out, Shi Yunran's expression twisted noticeably, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at her in disbelief.
"Who are you?"
"I..." Gao Xing hesitated, "I'm his friend."
"Friend?" Shi Yunran seemed to have heard something outrageous. He looked her up and down, as if he was sure that she was talking nonsense. He turned around with a cold face and opened the car door.
Gao Xing wanted to ask more, but all she got in response was a door slam. The window of the luxury car slowly rolled up, revealing only Shi Yunran's profile, as cold and hard as an ice sculpture.
"I don't know what your intentions are," her voice came through the car window, "Please don't make jokes about the dead anymore."
Gao Xing froze in place, his ears buzzing.
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