Chapter 15
"For me?"
When the doorbell rang, Yao Yingmo had just finished dinner and was about to start planning the details of tomorrow.
The number of doorbell rings has increased significantly recently.
It’s not difficult to guess who rang the bell, after all, not many people interacted with her.
When she opened the door, it was indeed her neighbor.
She was very surprised to learn the purpose of Mr. Shi's visit.
According to her personal experience, the only people people with social anxiety will actively socialize with are acquaintances they consider trustworthy, and this is a very narrow range.
In less than two weeks, had she succeeded in gaining Mr. Shi's trust?
It's much easier than when Zhou Yu was there.
"It's a thank you gift."
Shi Xuze didn't know that he was labeled as socially anxious, he was just nervous.
I don’t know if the gift I gave was what people wanted.
The role to be recorded tomorrow requires a very clean voice, and he can't let himself speak casually.
Because once you start talking normally, you can't stop.
He actually had so much to say to Miss Yao, so much so that he felt he could spend an hour or two talking, all explanations, apologies, and thanks.
But he didn't dare.
Miss Yao might find him noisy.
Shi Xuze could only open his big eyes and look at the other person hesitantly, hoping that the gift would be accepted.
"Thanks."
The expectant look in the man's eyes reminded Yao Yingmo of a neighbor's puppy back home. For some reason, it had a special fondness for her. Every time she passed by their house, it would bark enthusiastically, stopping her in her tracks. Then, the dog would bring out all sorts of "gifts" from the house.
Yao Yingmo tried to refuse, but it made a whimpering sound like crying with the gift in its mouth. She couldn't move anymore and couldn't refuse, so she had to accept it and then turned around to return it to its owner.
She liked Him very much, but unfortunately, she never saw Him again after that incident.
Mr. Shi's expectant look made her unable to say no.
I don't want to see his lost expression.
Yao Yingmo reached out to take it.
Mr. Shi, who successfully delivered the gift, did not leave.
He was still standing in front of Yao Yingmo's house, his eyes deliberately wandering around, but every time they would return to the gift in Yao Yingmo's hand.
Yao Yingmo understood.
This is because I want to watch her open the gifts with my own eyes.
She readily accepted the offer and opened it on the spot, then recognized it immediately, "It's TNP."
Her fate with TNP is very magical.
She was a high school student at the time. On her way home from school, she was attracted by the beautiful elk in the window. She stopped outside the store for a long time, but she never dared to step into the store that looked exquisite at first glance.
She didn't know that TNP had just started at the time and the sales of elk were not good. She worked hard to save money for a semester and then she would have the opportunity to buy it with her pocket money.
The elk left a deep impression on her mind, becoming a small obsession that made her feel a little itchy whenever she thought of it.
So she let the heroine in her novel fulfill this wish for her.
She didn't anticipate what would happen next.
In short, she became a novelist who made a living by writing, and TNP became a synonym for fashion of a generation.
She received a specially made, extra-large elk from TNP, which she still has in her room.
TNP also wrote to her asking if she could mention other products in the new work so that they could pay for it.
However, she didn't want to write specifically for advertising, so she declined.
TNP tried a few more times, but when she showed no interest, he gave up.
Since then, she has not actively paid attention to their new products.
When she saw the white lion, she instantly relived the amazement she felt back then.
Beautiful. Elegant. Noble. Full of charm.
Mr. Shi has a good eye.
Yao Yingmo couldn't help but look at him with a hint of admiration.
Shi Xuze was not used to such gazes.
Different from the ardent and loving gazes from fans at comic conventions, her eyes were softer, showing appreciation and care, without any concealment.
Shi Xuze was glad he was wearing a mask, which blocked the heat that was rising to his cheeks.
He hummed, "Thank you... for the food."
"You're welcome." Yao Yingmo smiled.
Feeding a hungry neighbor is a harmless act of helping others.
She had rescued him from the fire, so there was no way she would just watch him starve to death.
She asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"
Shi Xuze nodded, and he and Luo Jiayou ate in the mall.
"That's good." Yao Yingmo said, "I was thinking if you hadn't eaten yet, I'd make you a bowl of noodles."
Shi Xuze also had noodles tonight, sold in the mall's food court. Excluding spicy and fried food, the only option left was a bland noodle soup. It was unpalatable and expensive.
He didn't need to taste the noodles cooked by Miss Yao to know that they were hundreds of times better than the bowl of noodles he had tonight.
If he had known there was such a good thing, he would not have eaten in the mall. Or he should have just shaken his head.
Being too honest can sometimes lead to disadvantages.
He sighed regretfully, then remembered his purpose today and quickly shut up and pretended nothing was wrong.
He came to express his gratitude, not to eat for free.
Yao Yingmo noticed the change in his expression, raised the corners of her lips, and said helplessly: "Rather than gifts, I would rather see you eat well. I was really scared by you a few days ago."
Shi Xuze touched his head embarrassedly, "Yeah."
He looked guilty and didn't look like he could do it.
Yao Yingmo sighed softly, "Forget it. The money you spent on this lion will be enough to feed you for several months. If you have no food to eat in the future, you can come and ring my doorbell. I rarely go out."
This is a perpetual license to eat for free.
Shi Xuze didn't expect that giving a thank-you gift would result in such an unexpected surprise.
He nodded quickly, "Really?"
Yao Yingmo: "Really."
Shi Xuze was very happy, his eyes lit up, "Thank you."
His voice was cheerful and clear, full of youthfulness. For a moment, Yao Yingmo wanted him to record a few words and send them to the radio drama production group so that they could listen to them. This was the Song Han she wanted.
But she was just thinking about it. He had already made great efforts to come and give her a thank you gift.
"It's your lion I want to thank you for. It's very beautiful." Yao Yingmo smiled.
She likes this gift.
Shi Xuze narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and even through the mask he could imagine the curve of his lower lips.
Seeing him smiling foolishly and not saying anything, Yao Yingmo thought that his social energy was exhausted.
Social phobia is like this: you can't find the words to say, but you don't dare to take the initiative to say it's over, for fear that your actions will be impolite and make others think too much.
Little did he know that the person he thought about the most was himself.
Yao Yingmo copied the same routine he used with Zhou Yu and took the initiative to end the interaction. "It's getting late. Good night."
"good evening."
Shi Xuze answered instinctively, and when he came to his senses, he quickly reached out and stopped Yao Yingmo before he could close the door.
Yao Yingmo was puzzled.
"Shi Xuze." he said.
After being stunned for two seconds, Yao Yingmo turned around and realized that he was introducing himself.
That's true. After being his neighbor for quite a while and feeding him several meals, she still didn't know his name, only that his surname was Shi.
From now on she knew.
By the way, did she introduce herself?
Forget it, I’ll introduce it again.
"Yao Yingmo," she said, "Please give me your guidance."
Shi Xuze breathed a sigh of relief. He finally completed all his goals for the day.
Yao Yingmo found his relieved expression adorable, so she repeated, "Good night."
"good evening."
After closing the door, Yao Yingmo went straight back to the room.
There is a transparent display cabinet next to the dressing table, which contains various ornamental gifts that Yao Yingmo has received since she started writing, handwritten letters from fans, and certificates of honor issued by various groups, associations, and institutions.
Elk is one of them.
Starting today, it will have a new neighbor.
Open the cabinet door, carefully put the white lion into the cabinet, and then close the door.
Yao Yingmo stepped back and admired the new scenery in the display case.
The white lion is placed next to the elk, its aura not overshadowed by the elk's size, but rather complements the other. The elk's mystery diminishes, while the lion's intimacy increases, creating a unique harmony.
She couldn't help but nod, very satisfied with the aesthetic of her own arrangement.
Sure enough, new interactions will lead to new chemical reactions.
Just like her recent inexplicably increased interactions with Shi Xuze, which added a bit of new fun to the stable and boring life during the serialization period.
That was why she thought of agreeing to participate in the radio drama production.
What moved her was not just the sincere words from Hu Guang. In fact, she had been considering interacting with more different groups of people.
When I'm always locked up at home writing, I'm constantly extracting the experiences and lessons in my mind, exhausting them, and when one day I can no longer find any, I can only turn to wasting my imagination. And all of this cannot escape the readers' eyes.
New people, new environments, and new stories can enrich your sources of inspiration.
So from her own perspective, feeding Shi Xuze was not a one-way effort, but rather she received some invisible rewards and reaped a lot of rewards.
Yao Yingmo took a photo of the display cabinet, edited it slightly, and posted it on Weibo.
Zhaohe's Ink Shop: Today, the elk has a new neighbor. [Cabinet photo.jpg]
After posting it, Yao Yingmo did not exit immediately, but took a quick look at the comment section.
"It's a rare daily blog!"
"Is Mr. Zhaohe going out shopping today?"
"Is this a gift from a new partner? Could you please tell me what kind of collaboration this is?"
"Teacher mentioned elk... Is there going to be a collaboration with 'Starry Sky'?"
"Baby's Breath? I've been looking forward to the film and television adaptation for a long time."
"Teacher, you're being disrespectful. You introduced the elk's new neighbor, but you didn't take a picture to show us what it looked like."
"I have a wild guess. The word 'neighbor' was only mentioned twice in the teacher's Weibo post. The rest is up to your imagination, as it was mine anyway."
There are all kinds of speculations in the comment section, and the last comment is closer to the truth, but they are all still within the normal range.
After making sure that the comments were on track, Yao Yingmo stopped caring about it and simply quit Weibo, leaving it to fans to imagine freely.
She had intended to start work before the doorbell rang, but the delay had lasted an hour and a half. Normally, she would have showered by this time, but now she hadn't even started writing the outline for tomorrow.
She really doesn't have time to use Weibo.
After writing the detailed outline, she also planned to fry two chicken legs and poached eggs, so that she could make a simple sandwich by just toasting some toast when she got up tomorrow.
If Shi Xuze is at home at that time, give him a copy.
Just consider it as a return gift from the white lion.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
