When faced with the topic of love letters, Song Yunhui chose to look away.
He remained silent, but others had nothing to say on the topic, and for a moment the atmosphere of reminiscing about past youth began to fill the air.
Qin Shu, who was sitting on the side, took a small snack and asked him:
"Want to eat?"
Song Yunhui took the snack and said, "Eat."
It is a snack that suits his taste very well.
He glanced at Qin Shu while eating.
Very good, no abnormality.
Chen Chen had completely immersed himself in the conversation, and as he talked about the sad events of the past, everyone burst into tears.
The party that was supposed to end quickly was stretched out indefinitely.
They were not fans of Song Yunhui before, but they are from today on.
Others understood and remembered.
It was a rare gathering that I didn't want to end.
The other people discussed with the others and decided to send the girl home first, and then go home. The manager didn't drink, and there was no one on the same route, so he had to go alone. Chen Chen was also like that. Although he drank, he was conscious and could move freely.
So everyone took a photo together.
It’s truly over once the photos are taken.
If I have to say it, it's probably just an ordinary passerby who knows that the other person likes to drink strawberry milk.
Someone nearby asked her, "What's wrong?"
The seat belts were fastened, and the little girl sitting in the innermost seat raised her head. After laughing, she sighed with regret and gently hit the arm of the person next to her.
This person had completely become a die-hard fan of Song Yun when the filming of "Departure" started.
During the filming, I didn't dare to ask for an autograph because there was no communication. Now that I'm so close to him, and I even talked a few words, but in the end I still didn't dare to ask for it.
The others greeted them, then called a taxi and got in one by one.
A very simple question, but surprisingly difficult to answer.
Several people also sighed, "We understand."
"If I really have to describe it," Song Yunhui let go of the juice straw and said, "It's probably like the feeling of brothers who have been separated for many years and meet again?"
Several assistants happened to be on the same line.
But at least he understood that they had known each other before.
Before ending, someone suggested taking a group photo.
Some of it is incomprehensible, but it is an eye-opener.
After some discussion, everyone had a place to go.
He added, "I won't pass it on to anyone else, I'll just keep it as a souvenir."
Judging from the relationship between Qin Shu and the other party, if they work hard, they will be able to become familiar to everyone.
Song Yunhui and Qin Shu were far away and drove away first.
"How long have you known each other? Did you meet when you were filming "Departure" together last time?"
Agent: “…Is that so?”
Song Yunhui and Qin Shu met eyes.
The person who took the photos sent the photos to the work group. Qin Shu forwarded the photos to Song Yunhui, who then forwarded them to Chen Chen.
After finishing the melon seeds and drinking most of the drinks, the dinner was over.
Qin Shu: “…”
I just didn't expect that not too long after the filming ended, they have already developed such a relationship.
The agent sat next to me, eating sunflower seeds and asked:
"We took a photo," the person next to me said, "there will definitely be another chance in the future."
This was probably the happiest dinner they had ever had.
They were smiling when they saw Song Yunhui and the other person leaving, and they were still smiling after getting in the car, and they couldn't stop smiling.
Song Yunhui and Qin Shu were in the middle, with Chen Chen and the agent next to them, and the others behind them. Everyone was standing together, and one of them was set up with a time-lapse camera, rushing into the camera at the last moment of the shooting.
She cried six tears on the spot.
“I didn’t dare ask for an autograph.”
At least when they were filming "Departure", he and Qin Shu were not very familiar with each other.
It is difficult to define how long they have known each other. It can be said that it has not been very long, but it can also be said that they have known each other for a very long time.
The dishes were served again, but this time they were just side dishes for chatting.
Brother...
They understand this feeling of regret.
***
On the way back, Qin Shu was still driving.
The two of them and their agent were the only three people who didn't drink and are still sober now.
Song Yunhui was writing and drawing on his phone nearby, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
Qin Shu asked him, "Did you have fun tonight?"
"happy."
Strictly speaking, this was the first dinner party he attended with a good atmosphere.
As if he was trying to make up for something.
In just these few short months, he experienced many things that he had never experienced in all the years before.
Only by stepping out of your original environment can you realize how vast the present is.
Although the progress was slow, he felt that he was probably getting closer to being a normal person.
As the light and shadow changed, the light-colored pupils were first illuminated by the light for a moment, and then merged into the darkness.
The dim light from the mobile phone illuminates the eyes.
A push notification popped up right above the phone.
He clicked in and took a look.
"Departure" has begun full-line promotion.
The closer it gets to the release date, the greater the publicity will be, and judging by the intensity, the crew must have invested a huge amount of money.
It’s almost time for the show to be released.
It feels like the filming was just finished not long ago, but I didn’t expect that it will be released in a while.
Song Yun turned back to look at Qin Shu and asked:
"Did Aunt Ye and the others say when they will be back?"
He remembered that Ye Min said that she wanted to come back and watch the first movie.
"Not long."
Qin Shu said, "They have another project and will come back after they finish it. If everything goes well, they will be back at the end of this month."
He glanced sideways, "Do you miss them?"
"Yeah, a little bit."
Song Yunhui nodded honestly and said, "It's mainly because I just saw the promotion for "Departure."
He glanced at the date and found that it was indeed not long.
As if remembering something, Song Yunhui put down the phone in his hand and asked with interest:
“What should we prepare for Chinese New Year?”
***
Song House
Song Cheng and Song Yunyang were still at work, and neither of them would go home for dinner tonight. Xu Wei and Song Zishu had a quiet meal together and then went upstairs.
Xu Wei followed Song Zishu into his room.
After fainting last time, Song Zishu looked worse these days, and she often went in and out of the other person's room because of this.
Following him and sitting down on the bed, she smiled gently and asked softly:
"Who did you talk to on the phone last night? What's wrong that you can't tell mom?"
Song Zishu's body stiffened.
—It’s not about why you couldn’t sleep last night, nor is it about why you were talking on the phone so late at night.
She only cared about what she wanted to know and looked at his phone.
Noticing Song Zishu's gaze, Xu Wei smiled and said:
"I didn't see it on purpose. I just happened to hear your phone ringing this afternoon. I saw you were still sleeping and didn't want to wake you up, so I turned it off for you."
Is your phone turned off
Song Zishu didn't touch his phone all day, thinking there was no call.
It turned out that Xu Wei turned off her phone without him knowing.
"Who did you call?" Xu Wei asked again, "Can you tell mom?"
Her tone was gentle, but her attitude was firm.
Song Zishu could no longer remain silent.
The other party may have accidentally seen the number, or may have memorized it.
There was no way she didn't know who the number belonged to.
"I called Song Yun back."
Song Zishu lowered his head and said, "That night I heard my eldest brother on the phone, he was talking to Song Yun back."
He said he felt that Song Yunhui had said something to Song Yunyang, which caused Song Yunyang to start changing recently.
"I just wanted to tell him to stop."
This is the explanation he gave.
"Don't worry about these," Xu Wei held his hand, "just keep doing your own thing."
She stood up and walked to the desk, handed him the phone, and said:
"You should have a good rest first. It's good for your health if you think less about other things."
After Xu Wei finished speaking, she walked out.
Song Zishu sat on the edge of the bed and watched her back disappear.
He lowered his head and turned on the phone.
The battery of his phone was running low, but it was enough for him to check messages.
The number I called yesterday called back this afternoon, but I didn't get the call because the phone was turned off.
He was indeed sleeping at that time. He was thinking about something last night, so he couldn't sleep and had a low fever. He did whatever he thought of in his confused state of mind.
He didn't call that number again and deleted the record.
The crew also sent him a message, saying that they had contacted his agent and informed him that filming would officially begin in three days and hoped that he could arrive on time.
At this time, the director still thought of various ways to save the show.
Some investors don’t care about reputation but only look at the topic. The other party should have found this kind of investor again. While there is still money on hand and the discussion is high, they will shoot it first.
The format of the drama has also been changed, to filming and broadcasting at the same time, and it is obvious that they want to take advantage of the current traffic.
Later, "Departure" starring Song Yunhui was also released, which was a good opportunity to get a lot of traffic.
—But this opportunity was obviously gained at his expense.
He knew Song Yunhui's acting skills, and his reputation had recovered rapidly recently. As long as he continued to perform steadily in the movie, he would be the one to be compared with him.
The louder the criticism, the higher the popularity, the more money the crew will make, and the investors will be satisfied.
This is a situation that does him no good but only harm.
However, the crew has already informed the agent, which means that the other party is aware of the situation but still decided to proceed with it.
He called his agent and asked if he could turn down the show.
The crew has been dragging their feet on the production, and with the temporary change in broadcast method, if we add pressure from the Song family, it shouldn't be a problem to terminate the contract.
His agent, who had always carefully protected him, was silent for a while, then opened his mouth to explain.
He said that the company also invested in this drama and took up a majority of the money, so it cannot withdraw easily.
If this drama loses money, the company will suffer a huge setback, even if he is the young master of the Song family.
People always look at the wind direction, especially those in this circle.
They might have considered him more because of his status as the most favored young master of the Song family, but when they saw Song Yunhui's reputation change, they began to wait and see.
It is hard to say that the Song family had no hand in the change of wind direction. Perhaps the Song family has started to like the second young master again.
As long as they have this idea, their identity as members of the Song family will no longer be useful.
- Should I go to the crew or stay at home? Although he was thinking this way, he had already made a decision in his heart.
He is no worse than others, he can prove himself on his own.
***
After Song Yun returned home, he stayed close to Chengzi as usual.
After Chengzi had sex with him, she symbolically sexted with Qin Shu, but it was just perfunctory. Then she turned around and went back into his arms.
Eccentric little kitty.
The two people and the cat were having fun on the sofa. Song Yun shook the phone on the table and a video call came in.
It was Ye Min who called, who we talked about in the car today.
Song Yunhui was still holding Orange's two paws, and his hands were not free. It was Qin Shu who answered the phone.
Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan's faces appeared in the camera, still at a forty-five degree angle.
She seemed to like this angle very much.
"Good evening, Yunzai Xiaoshu!"
Ye Min was still enthusiastic and her eyes were bright, but her face was filled with hidden fatigue.
It's the end of the year, and it's time for all industries to start their business. She must have been too busy recently, and even though she has taken good care of herself, she can't hide her fatigue.
Song Yunhui raised Orange's paw and waved it.
"Good evening."
"It's dark here."
Even when she was abroad, Ye Min still couldn't forget her homeland traditions and asked, "Have you eaten?"
Song Yun replied that he had eaten and also greeted him back.
The other party also said that he had eaten, and then asked: "How was it, did you go out to play today?"
"We had a meal together today."
Ye Min looked very interested.
So Song Yunhui reviewed what happened tonight.
Qin Shu was sitting next to them. He did not delete the part that he wanted to delete and told the full version.
It turns out that human nature is to gossip.
Ye Min became visibly excited when she heard that fragment of her youth.
She sighed: "This is youth."
"I remember it was the same when Xiaoshu was in high school. We were abroad at the time, and every time I called him, he was holding his phone and chatting with someone..."
She stopped mid-sentence.
My brain didn't brake just now.
She had been chatting with Song Yunhui for a long time before and talked about everything. Now, out of habit, she realized something was wrong halfway through the conversation.
Song Yunhui is not only the child she likes, but also seems to be the person Qin Xiaoshu likes, and she has not yet pursued him.
If the other party has an emotional cleanliness problem, it will be a huge disaster.
But fortunately, the result was not as bad as she thought.
Qin Shu's face was gloomy just as she thought, but Song Yunhui did not explode, and seemed very interested. After she stopped talking, he even seemed a little regretful.
Song Yunhui glanced at Qin Shu slightly.
It's true that you can't tell that this is a person who can chat with others all day long.
It is true that you cannot judge a book by its cover.
Although the conversation became very interesting, the information dealer did not dare to reveal another word and the conversation moved on to other topics.
It’s a pity that their break time was not long and they hung up the phone before chatting for too long.
After hanging up the phone, Song Yunhui originally wanted to ask Qin Shu what happened in high school.
After some logical association, he decided to just shut up.
He stayed downstairs to play with Chengzi for a while, and when Chengzi slipped away to drink water, Song Yunhui also slipped into the room.
He had searched on Baidu before, and tried some memory recovery methods when he was alone at home with nothing to do, including but not limited to replaying the scene and trying to write a letter under a desk lamp, but this only made him feel his head was empty, and he couldn't remember anything else.
He originally didn't care much about his previous memories. It didn't make much difference to him whether he had them or not, and he didn't have the habit of reminiscing about the past.
But we have to check the letter thoroughly.
Chen Chen's words tonight gave him some ideas.
They also had chat software at that time, but it was not the one that is commonly used now.
Find a chat app that you haven’t seen for a long time in the app store and download it.
Song Yunhui was half lying on the bed in his pajamas, stroking his chin.
It is true that he hasn't used this software for several years and he has automatically forgotten its existence. If someone else hadn't mentioned it today, he might never have remembered it.
High school was so long ago that the class has disbanded, but there should be some traces left.
After downloading a certain chat software, he tried to log in to his account again.
He has lost most of his memories of high school, but he still remembers his account number.
He may not be good at other things, but he is quite sensitive to numbers and can remember a string of numbers for several years.
The password is simpler.
He found it troublesome, so he always used the same password and never changed it.
Enter your password and wait.
Then he saw a red pop-up box flash on the screen.
[The account and password you entered are incorrect]
Song Yun replied: "..."
Song Yunhui was silent for a moment.
His account number and password should be correct.
There is a vague guess, but it may not be correct.
Getting up from the bed, he finally put on his slippers and turned on the computer.
After much communication and exchanges, and a little help from myself, the password was finally retrieved.
Very good, the account was indeed hacked.
He finally picked up his phone and re-entered his password.
It’s right this time.
The screen started spinning in circles, and then went white.
Go in.
There was some lag when entering.
This chat software was very different from what Song Yunhui remembered. At least there weren't so many colorful advertisements, and the various shiny VIP-exclusive skin push notifications were so dazzling that it hurt people's eyes.
It was not until he turned off all the advertisements that he could see the message history clearly.
There are unexpectedly many messages on my phone.
The news is from all over the world, from the recent few days to several years ago, every time period is included.
Both the messages and the friend requests were 99. It should be that someone in high school or before leaked his number. Many people asked in the friend requests [Is this Song Yun replying in person].
He didn't read it any further, nor did he plan to reply to the message, nor did he have the time to add contacts one by one. He first scrolled through the list, looking for possible clues.
But he found nothing except that the names of the people who were still online were all weirder than the others. Because his account had been stolen before, there were too many weird people in his contacts, so they were of no reference value.
Finally, I still have to look through the message records.
The message log is much longer than the contact log.
Most of the messages in the front were temporary conversations initiated by strangers. He read and deleted them at the same time, without blinking an eye, regardless of whether they were praise or slander.
But perhaps because he hasn't used this account for many years, all the updates are from many years ago. Even if it's his account, not many people send messages to it. It's not like the previous comment section of Big Eyes where the number of comments started to count in thousands in the blink of an eye.
It took him an unknown amount of time to finish reading the unread messages. He went downstairs to drink some water and then continued to look through the pages.
The only good thing the hacker does is that he deletes the chat after completing the business. It is another matter if the customer contacts him again, which reduces his workload to some extent.
Song Yun supported his chin and searched slowly. Chat records appeared and disappeared in his light-colored pupils, and finally he found the previous squad leader.
As expected, he didn't have any good friends who could work as overtime supervisors, and all necessary communication depended on impromptu conversations.
The latest message from the monitor is [Can I add you as a friend? ].
A month ago, he didn't reply.
Song Yunhui flipped the pages and saw the graduation photo of his class that the monitor had sent him earlier.
He clicked on the picture, but the system prompted that the picture had expired.
With a little bit of technology, the pictures can be viewed.
It was indeed a graduation photo, taken in front of the teaching building.
Maybe it was an indescribable feeling, he saw himself at first sight, in a blue and white school uniform, no different from now.
He was tall, and when taking the photo he stood at the highest point, near the middle. The boys on his left and right were arm in arm with another friend, and he just looked towards the camera, without a fake smile or expression.
I must have been in a trance at that time.
Song Yunhui looked at the photos carefully.
There was no Qin Shu, nor anyone who looked familiar.
His friend was not in it.
The squad leader's connection was interrupted, so he exited the chat box with the other party.
Scrolling further doesn't seem to yield any useful clues.
His eyes were sore and his head was a little dizzy. Song Yunhui put down his phone and leaned in to check the time on the computer.
11:56 pm.
It is late.
He turned off his phone and computer, then walked straight to the bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.
The light coming from the crack in the room door disappeared.
Qin Shu walked up the stairs, stopped in the corridor for a moment, glanced at the dark room, then turned around and opened the door.
The phone in his hand was flashing brightly, with a chat box on it.
The avatar that had been gray since high school has now lit up.
"Click"
There was a slight sound of a door closing, and the corridor fell into silence again.
"… "
In the darkness, Song Yunhui, who had fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
He turned over and picked up the cell phone that was placed aside.
After clicking on a chat software, he kept scrolling down at a very fast speed, and then at some point he slowly stopped.
I can't really say why I do this, it's a bit like an intuition that comes out of nowhere, but I'm not sure.
He finally found a solid color profile picture and added the person he was friends with.
This person was originally the first one in his contacts, but because of the name, he didn't click on it.
[AAA Fruit Wholesale Qinzong]
If this is not the other person's name, but the note I gave to him/her, everything makes sense.
According to the message records, the other party sent him two messages, one year apart, and he also replied.
[Where are you now]
[Can you take care of me?]
It can be said that he was very careful. Song Yunhui continued to read his reply.
[Please click on me to receive benefits [love] [love] [rose], and watch various blockbusters online [rose]]
(End of this chapter)