Chapter 44 Online Dating 11
Scrolling through the comments in the nearby channels, it was clear that more than one person was barking like a dog after the wind stopped, and Yuan Ying only replied with one sentence.
Lu Xuejin said with certainty, "He must have had a secret conversation with Feng Ting. Otherwise, Feng Ting wouldn't be so angry."
Having been master and apprentice for a while, Lu Xuejin knew her first apprentice fairly well. Feng Tingbu was not only short-tempered, but he wasn't a mad dog that would bite anyone he saw. The previous sentences explained that Feng Tingbu's harassment stemmed from gossip on the forum, and was not without reason. It was impossible for it to escalate into the later outbursts of insults and personal attacks.
Therefore, it was concluded that Yuan Ying must have done something behind his back, most likely by using certain words in private chat to provoke Feng Ting Bu Zhi.
Dongyao had to admit that his guess was correct.
“I knew it.” Lu Xuejin touched the keycaps and smiled with narrowed eyes. “If I hadn’t done this, he wouldn’t have suddenly called me over.”
A hint of mockery crept into his smile: "Playing the victim in front of me. Feng Ting is more than just a fool; he's become the villain who sets him off."
Dongyao's feelings were mixed. The more it accompanied Lu Xuejin in the small world, the more it discovered that silence was no longer the same—was he really like this?
She couldn't help but ask Lu Xuejin for her opinion on her husband.
"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Lu Xuejin tucked a stray hair behind her ear, drawing out the last syllable as if she were thinking. After a while, her smile became even sweeter, her dimples like they were soaked in honey, "My husband, he is knowledgeable, has good manners, and is very family-oriented."
His clear blue eyes were misty, like a lakeside shrouded in fog in a deep forest, hazy and melancholic.
Lu Xuejin's mood always becomes depressed when she recalls her deceased husband who has already been buried.
Fortunately, the pitiful corpse of her current husband lying on the screen brought him back to his senses.
Lu Xuejin pulled Yuan Ying up. When the wind stopped, she saw it was him and stood frozen in place, not daring to move.
[Private Message] Lai Si: Go back to the guild first. I'll handle the rest.
[Dedication Points +5]
Yuan Ying obediently followed his arrangements.
[Nearby] The wind keeps stopping: ...
[Nearby] The wind never stops: Master.
[Nearby] How wonderful! Oh my, that "Master" really made my heart clench, tsk tsk [sunglasses]
[Nearby] Do you remember: Why is he so well-behaved now? No way! This isn't our unruly Senior Brother Taoshan, is it?!
Lu Xuejin didn't respond. She took out her phone, found Feng Tingbuzhi (whose contact information was blocked), and made a voice call. The call was abruptly disconnected after a few seconds of ringing. The message bar showed "typing..." flashing several times, and Feng Tingbuzhi's panic was visibly obvious.
After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out a "What?"
Lu Xuejin called again, and this time Feng Tingbu answered, but all she could hear on the other end was his silent breathing.
"Is this interesting?" Lu Xuejin opened the mall and asked coldly while looking at the new fashions.
The spring breeze caressed my face, but instead brought a chill mixed with icy shards.
This cold tone made Feng Tingbu feel very uncomfortable, as if he were someone who had intruded into his and Luo Ying's lives for no reason and should be treated with caution and warning.
He was here first.
"You know, right? That Luo Ying took so many things from you and even used a voice changer. She's obviously not a good person. It's been exposed on the forums for a long time. She's a cross-dressing scammer who plays female characters." Feng Ting Bu Zhi's voice was deep, like those elite men in suits in a corporate company, chatting and laughing, but he used a tone that was full of resentment and complaint.
Lu Xuejin suppressed a laugh and said, "If I remember correctly, your reputation on the forum wasn't good either. More posts were dug up about you than about him. He's not a good person, so who are you?"
It had been a long time since we had spoken into the microphone like this. Feng Tingji kept clutching his phone, thinking he had forgotten Lai Si's voice, but now he realized that everything was so clear.
He still clearly remembered that this person had a voice as gentle as a babbling brook, rising like a bird chirping on a tender green branch, then falling back with a lingering tenderness. Just listening to him speak, with a smile in his tone, made one feel that he cared about them.
He was tolerant and gentle towards everyone and everything, seemingly without a temper, yet he drove him away. All because of a ridiculous misunderstanding.
A deep sense of injustice surged within his broad chest, rising and falling with each breath. When the wind subsided, his throat felt dry and itchy. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "You just don't believe me."
The topic has circled back to the 007 incident.
The wind stopped more than once, and he gave a practiced and swift explanation. He had said the same things countless times, to the point that he was tired of it all, finding his persistent nagging stupid and ridiculous. But, ironically, the person he was trying to gain his trust remained unmoved.
"You don't believe me." He repeated it again, his voice tinged with grievance.
The soft breathing echoed in my ears. I waited and waited until the other person spoke.
"I believe you." These words instantly lifted his spirits, making his heart pound. But the next sentence plunged him back down to earth—Lai Si said wearily, "It's just that I really don't have the energy to deal with your affairs anymore."
“Xiao Feng,” Lu Xuejin called out in her old name, “What prompted me to sever ties wasn’t the so-called 007, but rather your excessive hostility towards my friends, as if you were treating everyone else in the gang as an imaginary enemy. This was very troubling, and I couldn’t ignore their feelings. It has nothing to do with anyone else.”
The half-healed scar tore open again, and bright red blood gushed out in a rush, the pain sharp and deep.
For a fleeting second, the wind stopped and I forgot to breathe.
Lu Xuejin blinked casually: "I'm not criticizing you. It's just that you might need to change your temper. Don't be so extreme."
Her voice softened at the end: "If you need anything, you can still come to me. We're still friends. Just don't cause any more trouble for Luoying, okay?"
But the once close master and disciple relationship can never be the same again.
Feng Tingbuzhi understood the subtext and didn't say anything more.
Silence, and more silence.
"Hmm?" Lu Xuejin waited for Feng Shi's reply.
"……good."
This sound seemed to be forced out of a bleeding heart.
Hanging up the phone and tossing it back onto the computer desk, Lu Xue leaned back in the ergonomic chair, nestled in the light. The light dispelled the mist, revealing eyes as bright and beautiful as blue cornflowers washed by rain. Her eyelashes fluttered like butterflies among flowers, concealing her smile.
It's a pity we can't see his expression.
Lu Xuejin thought regretfully.
After a while, I opened my message bar and found a crying, cute emoji from "Wind Never Stops." A clear sign of weakness.
Lu Xuejin calmly replied, "Get some rest," but blocked him again the next second.
Dong Yao, who was watching this scene, suddenly felt a spicy numbness creeping into his heart.
Its host is a bit of a sadist.
This is also a word it learned from the forum.
[Private Chat] Lai Si: It's been resolved. Lu Tian shouldn't bother you anymore.
[Private Message] Luoying: Thank you for your help, Master!
[Private Chat] Fallen Petals: [Happy][Admiration]
Two people team up, 22 starts.
While waiting for the match to be made, Yuan Ying took the opportunity to ask Lai Si about the persistent trend of following the crowd.
[Team] Lai Si: Aren't they all on the forum?
I find typing too troublesome, so the next few messages will be voice messages.
"Many people take a third-person perspective and naturally view Feng Ting with prejudice, thinking that everything he does is foreshadowing. As for the news on the forum, just read it and laugh it off. The previous defeat in the faction war was purely due to the lack of unity among the people in the Celestial Court, and had nothing to do with Feng Ting."
"I ended my master-disciple relationship with him purely because we didn't get along well. But when he was my disciple, he was a very good person," Lai Si recalled with a sigh.
You can't hear a single bad word about him, even though there's a lot of slander outside. Why are you so reluctant to let go?
Was he deliberately playing the role of a nice guy in front of his new apprentice, or did he genuinely think that "Wind Stops" was really good?
But even if it was his first relationship, even if he had so many wonderful memories and first times with her, in his mind it was just a memory that was gradually fading away.
Yuan Ying loathed the ceaseless wind, yet felt a pang of sympathy for the other who had been abandoned.
...What is he thinking?
Yuan Ying tilted her head slightly, expressionless.
He wasn't trying to get along with Lai Si, his master and disciple. Feng Ting was being foolish; why was he being so pretentious?
"He's not targeting you personally; he misunderstood you. I've already made it clear that you don't need to deliberately avoid Fengting next time."
[Team] Fallen Petals: That's great!
She pursed her lips, turned on the microphone, hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and asked in a high-pitched voice, "Master, besides Feng Ting Bu Zhi, how are your other disciples? How do they compare to me?"
It was an awkward, coquettish tone.
Lu Xuejin was shocked by the voice message, thinking that her husband was really shameless—he was so reserved and aloof in real life, but she never expected that a fragment of his soul could do something so brazen.
He feigned helplessness to comfort Yuan Ying.
Each sound was like a honey-slicked poison hook, tearing at the heart until it bled profusely.
A sharp, throbbing pain shot through her temples, and a sense of unease lingered, only intensifying with Lai Si's attempts to soothe her. Yuan Ying clutched her head and took a deep breath.
Mingming only wanted to expose Lai Si's true colors and ruin his reputation, so why does he feel an urge to rush off-screen and meet Lai Si right now? Does he want to fight him in real life?
But the inner turmoil does not stem from a desire to punch a flexible human body.
My heart was pounding, and restless birds were screeching inside, as if they wanted to tear their wings out of my chest and fly to that person's side, landing on his shoulder like a flower branch brushing against him.
The teeth were itching to come loose.
In the final 2v2 match, Yuan Ying played incredibly aggressively, her healing abilities creating a relentless pursuit. She successfully climbed the ranks, her rank marker shattering into a wave of light that reformed into a symbol of green mountains and floating clouds.
On the last day of the season, I finally reached the Qingyun rank.
[Team] Lai Si: You played well. This game can be reviewed. There are many things worth learning.
Yuan Ying changed into her new gear and was about to share it with Lai Si when an uninvited guest suddenly entered the group. The smile on his face froze, and his pupils narrowed, revealing his wariness and hostility.
The visitor got straight to the point.
[Team] Fox: Hello, hello, little sweetie.
[Team] Fox: Can we play 3v3 together next season? [Peeking]
[Team] Lai Si: Haven't you always been uninterested in the arena?
[Team] Fox: [Smile]
[Team] Fox: I'm a little interested in the rewards for next season.
[Team] Fox: Everyone else's teams are full. I saw you and Luoying playing 2v2, so I thought I'd ask. Hope I didn't bother you? If it's inconvenient, I'll find someone else. [Sunglasses]
Yuan Ying stared coldly at the screen, feeling a bit dizzy.
Lai Si asked for his opinion in a private chat. Yuan Ying really wanted to tell him to get lost. Her fingers froze on the keyboard for a moment before finally falling.
[Private message] Luoying: I'm fine with anything.
[Private Chat] Fallen Petals: [Jumping left][Jumping right]
[Team] Lai Si: It's nothing, I mainly brought her to 2v2 for the gear. The two reward pools are interconnected, so it will be easier if you join.
In just a few words, they agreed on a time slot of 33. Starting tomorrow, every afternoon or evening, he and Lai Si's group will have a third person.
How shameless.
Suppressing her displeasure, Yuan Ying typed: I will try my best not to hold Master and Fox back!
Get away from the keyboard immediately after you finish typing.
vomit……
He was truly disgusted; his impression of foxes instantly plummeted from indifference to extreme loathing.
Just as he finished dealing with the persistent Wind Stop, Fox came running over and interfered between him and Lai Si. As the top leader of the Heavenly Realm, who else could he find to fight in 3v3? Why did he have to bother him and Lai Si? As far as Yuan Ying knew, Gou Si Side Slide didn't have a fixed team and always played in scattered teams.
It's obviously meant to disgust him.
Cheap goods.
The mouse was being squeezed so hard it made a cracking sound, and the veins on the back of his hand, with its clearly defined bones, were bulging.
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