Chapter 34 What's wrong with Lin Yinyin? Is she drunk? Or is she still true to her original aspirations...?
Wen Feng waited outside for more than two hours. After a while, the doctor came out, but Yu Xue did not.
Wen Feng quickly raised his hand to push the door open, but was stopped by the doctor.
The two men looked at each other, and the doctor said, "Don't worry, let her rest for a while. Shall we go downstairs and talk?"
Wen Feng nodded and put his index finger next to his mouth, signaling him to speak softly.
The doctor looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Wen Feng said, trying not to vibrate his vocal cords, "Her hearing is better."
Doctor: "...It shouldn't be this good."
He noticed that the walls of Wen Feng's house didn't seem to be made of soundproof material; unless the two of them shouted, they must have super hearing.
Maybe Yu Xue really is a time traveler.
The celestial being with ears that can hear the wind descends to earth to undergo tribulations, traveling back and forth between different universes. In order to speed up the exploration, the celestial being with ears that can hear the wind intensifies its efforts, exploring two universes in one lifetime. The first twenty years are spent in one universe, and the next twenty years are spent traveling to this universe. Ms. Yu may have to travel through this universe again when she turns forty.
He suddenly burst out laughing as he walked. Wen Feng turned around to look at him, and he immediately pursed his lips, barely managing to suppress his smile.
The two sat on the sofa and began to discuss serious matters. The doctor's playful expression vanished, and he said seriously, "This is a little different from Mr. Wen's previous description."
Wen Feng tensed up. Had he overlooked something?
The doctor said, "It doesn't seem as serious as Mr. Wen described, and judging from our conversation, she seems to have recovered somewhat on her own. It seems I was wrong when I said Mr. Wen wasn't doing anything... Uh, no, the point is, Ms. Yu is indeed much better than Mr. Wen described before. I talked to her for a bit, and my initial assessment is that she has a strong will to live. We can start trying to break her dream."
Wen Feng listened carefully and asked, "How do we break it?"
The doctor said, "Take it step by step. Don't tell her the truth as soon as she comes down. For example, if she tells you that this bread looks delicious and she's never eaten it before, you can casually ask, 'Didn't you see this kind of bread when you were little? Why didn't you tell your mother you wanted to eat it?'"
Wen Feng: "I tried, but she pushed me away."
The doctor gave a forced smile: "Mr. Wen, I think that since you've built such a large business, you should at least be able to read people's expressions. Of course, you can't say anything when she's having an episode, because she's not thinking clearly when she's not in a good mood. Just try it when she's in a good mood, starting with some subtle things. You can try it first. If she reacts abnormally, you can keep quiet. If she doesn't react much, you can ask more in-depth questions."
The doctor said, "Dreams are never flawless. Even a classic like Romance of the Three Kingdoms has some plot holes. For a dream weaver of her caliber, finding fault is a piece of cake."
Hearing the sound of a door opening on the second floor, Wen Feng immediately stood up, startling the doctor so much that he leaned back and grabbed a cushion to cover his chest.
Wen Feng looked at the stairwell and said decisively, "She heard it."
Doctor: "..." What is that? It has incredibly sharp ears!
Yu Xue walked down with a normal expression and said, "Oh, Doctor, you haven't left yet?"
Doctor: "Yes, yes, I'm leaving now, I won't bother you anymore." He said, "There's no way he could hear me."
Yu Xue: "Okay, then I won't see you off."
Doctor: "Hey! Don't see me off, don't see me off, goodbye, goodbye."
Before the doctor had completely left, Wen Feng hurriedly grabbed her hand, "Why did you come down wearing only a thin shirt?"
"Isn't there heating?" Yu Xue was amused by his nervousness. She pulled her hand away, walked towards the refrigerator, and patted his shoulder reassuringly.
Wen Feng followed behind her and said, "It's not as warm downstairs as upstairs. What do you want to eat? I'll heat it up for you; you can't eat anything cold right now."
Yu Xue: "I want to eat chocolate."
"Chocolate..." Wen Feng choked; this stuff really couldn't be heated.
Wen Feng: "Let it sit outside for a while, until it's not so cold before eating it."
He remembered that Yu Xue didn't really like chocolate, saying it was too sweet and cloying.
But she likes to buy them, especially those with pretty shapes and packaging. Every time she buys them, she shares them with her family. Since there are many people in her family, they finish them quickly with just one each.
"Madam," the housekeeper said, wiping her hands and opening another refrigerator. "I rearranged it last time, and I put the chocolate here for you."
“Okay.” Yu Xue helped her take the things in her hands. “Auntie, I’m not used to you calling me ‘Madam’ all the time. It sounds weird, like I’ve gone back to the Republic of China era. You can just call me Xiao Yu or Xiao Xue.”
Yu Xue received the chocolates, let the aunt pick one out first, then took one for herself, turned around and handed it to Wen Feng, "Do you want one?"
Wen Feng: "I won't eat it."
Yu Xue took a bite, turned her head to look at the aunt who had already stuffed a whole mouthful into her mouth, and asked, "Is it good?"
The aunt nodded, "It's delicious."
Yu Xue: "Is it sweet? It's a bit too sweet."
Auntie: "Yes, too... Xiao Yu, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to wipe the cabinet first. My son has a parent-teacher meeting today, and I want to finish early so I can get off work early."
"Oh? Is there any work you haven't finished? The room looks clean and tidy. It's okay, one more day or one less day won't make a big difference. You can go home now." Yu Xue said as she tasted another piece of chocolate.
She handed the box back to the aunt and asked if she wanted more.
The aunt took a piece and said, "Thank you, Xiao Yu. I'll take it back for my son to try."
"Hey! I'm not going to eat it anyway, it's a waste to leave it..." She was about to give the box away, but then she suddenly took it back. "Wait a minute, it's not good for me to eat half of it. I remember there are two new boxes in the fridge."
"No need, no need." The aunt untied her apron with one hand and stopped her with the other.
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Yu Xue had already rummaged through the refrigerator and handed it to her. "Oh, look how much you help us all the time. Sometimes it's not your job, but as long as it's convenient for you, you still help out. It's just a box of chocolates."
"Thank you, Madam, no, I mean, Xiao Yu." The aunt's eyes crinkled with laughter. "Your family pays so much; no other family pays such a high salary. Although it only provides breakfast and lunch, sometimes I can take the leftovers home. Actually, I feel a little embarrassed..."
The two chatted for a while longer.
After seeing the aunt off, Wen Feng was finally able to ask the question that had been nagging at him for so long, "How did your talk with the doctor go?"
"Yes, it's great," Yu Xue said with a smile, seemingly in a good mood. "He even said he'd treat me to bread."
Wen Feng: "What bread?"
Yu Xue: "Chocolate bread."
Wen Feng: "Don't you dislike chocolate? Does he like it?"
Yu Xue: "He said chocolate bread and chocolate don't taste the same. Have you ever eaten them? Do they taste the same?"
Wen Feng recalled for a moment and said, "I'm not sure, I didn't notice." He doesn't like to eat either of these things.
Yu Xue pressed on, "He insisted that the chocolate bread was bitter, but it tasted cloyingly sweet to me. How did it taste to you?"
Wen Feng really didn't remember: "Uh...maybe it's because of the different kinds. There are also very bitter chocolates, and chocolate bread should also be sweet and bitter."
“Yes,” Yu Xue agreed, “Then I should eat sweet bread.”
Wen Feng still didn't understand what Yu Xue was saying; it sounded like she was in a dream again.
He dared not ask, and could only follow behind her, hoping to find out more information.
That evening, while he was working on his phone, a pop-up window suddenly appeared: Yu Xue was trending on social media again.
Wen Feng swore that since Yu Xue decided to focus on recovering from her illness, her studio had been unusually quiet, almost like it was on vacation, and it definitely wasn't bought by them.
He clicked on it.
The little girl who was rescued at the entrance of the tavern posted an embellished account of what happened that day, including a photo of her in Yu Xue's car.
The night she posted it, the post went viral and was shared everywhere. I don't know when it became a trending topic, but it's been there ever since.
Wen Feng glanced through the list and found mostly positive reviews.
Just as I was about to exit, I noticed the next trending topic: Lin Yinyin angrily confronted the comments.
He clicked on it almost as if possessed, and his pupils contracted slightly after browsing through it. He thought he had just posted a single angry comment, but he hadn't expected to post a whole bunch of comments. No wonder it was trending.
Donut who loves eating dirt: Are you feeling defensive? Actually, as long as you agree with your own opinion, you don't need others to agree with it.
Lin Yinyin replied to Sweet Donut Who Loves to Eat Soil: Why is baby having another brain orgasm? If I don't reply, you're going to break down? Are you trying to be an ostrich?
I don't eat bugs in the morning: I've broken down and am now cyberbullying ordinary people. Do I think my crazy behavior is endearing?
Lin Yinyin replied to "I don't eat bugs in the morning": "Brother, whoever cyberbullies first, you're afraid of being cyberbullied while cyberbullying others. Let's cyberbully each other then, I can't be the only one who suffers."
Haha: Actually, some things can indeed be seen from a person's face.
Lin Yinyin: Are you there? Send me the photo, let me see your face.
A fish rolling its eyes: I heard she's good friends with a certain Xue. What a perfect match! Just listening to Xue's songs makes me feel nauseous, like I've eaten shit. And watching her dramas is the same—it's so awful it makes me want to die repeatedly…
Lin Yinyin replied to a fish that rolled its eyes: Darling, then I really have to reply to you in a gentle tone. People are just exercising their creative rights normally, without breaking the law or violating regulations, and you can still die repeatedly. With your psychological capacity, you are not only not suitable for listening to songs and watching dramas, but you are also not suitable for going online or going out. Otherwise, you will really die of a heart attack sooner or later. You should go back to the greenhouse that your father prepared for you.
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According to netizens' compilation, she made a total of 82 rants.
Wen Feng didn't know why, because this happened very suddenly. Lin Yinyin had no warning, and hadn't even posted anything. Just last month, she had a hit drama.
Such a sudden action makes her seem like she's gone mad.
Yu Xue leaned over and glanced at his phone screen. Wen Feng didn't react for a moment and forgot to put his phone down.
“I saw it too.” Yu Xue took out her phone and scrolled through her WeChat Moments. “I just saw it. She posted it early yesterday morning.”
Lin Yinyin: My company contract expired, and most of my advertisements and endorsements also expired. I hadn't taken on any new ones to focus on filming. I woke up in the middle of the night to check my account balance and suddenly felt like I didn't need to work anymore. I can just lie low. Even if I'm blacklisted now, it doesn't matter. I've made enough money. Damn, this feels so good.
The accompanying picture shows various kinds of wine piled on a table, most of which are already empty.
Wen Feng was unsure whether to praise her for her good attitude or for staying true to her original aspirations.
Wen Feng had heard Yu Xue say before that Lin Yinyin always wanted to earn enough money for retirement before she turned 30, so that she could retire in peace.
So, she was planning to retire honorably at the height of her career?
However, it's also possible that he was simply drunk.
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