Lin Xiao held his phone, feeling as if his heartbeat had skipped a few beats.
She didn't know how to reply, and after two or three minutes, she typed two words: "I'm here."
The chat box quickly responded. Wei Changfeng asked: "Lin Xiao, is it a little past six in the evening where you are? I hope I didn't disturb your studies?"
Lin Xiao checked the time; it was 6:15. It turned out he had already calculated the time difference.
It should be noon in China right now. Is he having lunch there? Is his leg injury getting better? Has he started rehabilitation?
Lin Xiao had many questions to ask, but after hesitating for a long time, she only replied lightly: "Yes, it was evening. I didn't want to be disturbed. We haven't started school yet."
To her complete surprise, the call came through quickly. Luckily, it was a voice call, not a video call, otherwise she really wouldn't have dared to answer it.
On the other end of the phone, Wei Changfeng sounded very anxious as he asked Lin Xiao how he had been these past few days.
Lin Xiao said she made several new friends among international students, attended a party at the embassy during the Spring Festival, and met up with friends a few times. She had a good time.
Hearing Lin Xiao talk about his life, Wei Changfeng was very happy and asked many small questions, which Lin Xiao patiently answered one by one.
After chatting for a while, Lin Xiao asked him how things were after he returned to China. Wei Changfeng paused for a moment, then said, "Have you seen the news?"
Lin Xiao said softly, "Yes, I saw it. After all, his scandal has been on the entertainment charts for several days, so it's hard not to notice."
Wei Changfeng said sincerely, "That rumor is false. Nothing really happened. Lin Xiao, you have to believe me."
"I saw the clarification later, about you and your friends." Lin Xiao's voice was as calm as ever.
She didn't say she believed it, only that she saw the clarification. Does that mean she didn't believe the statements later issued by Du Shuang, He Xiaomei, and others?
Wei Changfeng's voice became somewhat urgent as he told Lin Xiao that He Xiaomei had brought him soup that day.
He couldn't bear to see a young girl standing downstairs with a pot of soup, so he agreed to let her come upstairs. Then they all had a simple meal together at home, and Xiao Hao took her home. That was all.
This is the complete truth of what happened that night, and it's not included in the later "whitewashed" version of the story. Wei Changfeng told Lin Xiao everything.
Lin Xiao was smart and perceptive, and upon hearing this, he quickly realized that what Wei Changfeng said was the truth.
She trusted him. Although they had only met for a few days in France, her intuition told her that Wei Changfeng was not the kind of horny man described in the gossip who was still chasing after women even while injured.
Although Lin Xiao did not have a good first impression of him at her best friend's birthday party, and even had some suspicions and misunderstandings about him.
But once you get to know him, once you see his innocent, puppy-like eyes, the way he acts cute with his manager and assistant, the way he jokes around to comfort everyone after he's injured, the earnest dedication when he sings for everyone, and the kind comfort he gives her on the moonlit terrace that night when she was feeling down, it's hard not to be moved by him.
Hearing only silence on the other end of the phone, Wei Changfeng sighed inwardly. It seemed that Lin Xiao neither believed nor cared about what had actually happened that night.
"You're busy, I won't bother you anymore," he said, sounding somewhat dejected.
Lin Xiao paused for a moment, then said softly, "I believe you, Wei Changfeng. Don't worry too much about things online."
I'm not good at comforting people, but I read this quote in a book the other day: "If you treat the world like a giant playground, you won't get too hurt if you fall."
This time, silence fell on the other end of the phone; those words deeply moved Wei Changfeng.
Over the years, he has always worked extremely hard in this complex entertainment industry, suffering countless injuries, but he never talks about them with anyone.
He never relaxed for a moment, and he never treated the world as an amusement park, as Lin Xiao had said.
This sentence made him feel enlightened, and he felt that he could relax a lot of things.
"That's a great line. What book is it from?" he asked.
Lin Xiao smiled: "It's not a very profound book. It's a picture book about life written by a girl who studied illustration in France. After I came here, I found that the life depicted in the book seemed to be the same life I was living, so I found it very interesting."
"Tell me the name, I want to see it too." What Wei Changfeng really wanted to say was, "I really want to see your life through the descriptions in the book."
Lin Xiao told Wei Changfeng to wait a moment, then got up and went to the bookshelf to find the book.
"The book is called 'Every Day in Paris'," Lin Xiao told Wei Changfeng. "Besides the illustrations, there are a few sentences in the book that I think are very good. Shall I read them to you?"
“Okay!” he answered crisply.
"What I try to do every day now is to 'live well,' and painting is just one part of that."
Living life well should be applied not only to one's entire life, but also to every single day of life. This is extremely important.
Everyone has a belief and a wish in their heart, and the church is a place that shines.
Everyone can be an artist in their own life.
Lin Xiao read it softly, and Wei Changfeng listened quietly.
After reading those sentences, Lin Xiao continued, "Didn't you just ask me how life was in Paris? I went through some very painful things last year, and now all I'm doing is 'living well':"
Pay attention in class, relax completely during holidays, eat well every day, and get a good night's sleep. That's it.
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