Shu Nian didn't expect that he cared so much about other people's opinions, and didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort in a low voice: "She was probably just joking."
Xie Ruhe narrowed his eyes to look at her.
Shu Nian continued: "Don't worry too much about it."
Xie Ruhe was silent for a few seconds, for some reason the conclusion became that he didn't mind.
But Xie Ruhe didn't know how to explain it: "...OK."
Shu Nian didn't reply to Lin Qiqi either, and put the phone back in the bag, not daring to take it out again. She didn't continue to rest, and after relaxing her throat, she continued to practice.
Until five o'clock in the afternoon, Shunian went into the studio to record a few times, and the effect was slightly better than before.
Xie Ruhe was still catching on to what she did not do well, he was straightforward and serious, and didn't know how to be tactful. But Shu Nian felt that his strict way was very good, at least he was slowly making up for his shortcomings.
Because the effect of the practice was good, the nerdy time was longer than yesterday.
What interrupted them was a phone call from Fang Wencheng to Xie Ruhe.
Shu Nian had entered the state, and now he looked at the time, only to find that it was past seven o'clock. Along with the emptiness in my belly, dryness in my throat. She took a sip from the water bottle.
Shu Nian didn't know what Fang Wencheng said.
After Xie Ruhe answered the call, it didn't take long before he said to her: "Let's do this for today."
Shu Nian said hello.
The two packed up their things and left the living room. At this time, Fang Wencheng was in the living room, with freshly cooked dishes on the dining table, and a faint aroma came to his face, lingering around.
Walking along the window, Shunian saw the dark sky outside, and didn't delay any longer: "Then I'll go back first, thank you Teacher Ahe for today."
Xie Ruhe responded in a low voice.
Shu Nian said goodbye to the two of them, and walked towards the entrance.
Xie Ruhe didn't speak, but looked at the food on the table. Then, he looked up at Fang Wencheng.
Noticing the look in his eyes, Fang Wencheng became nervous, not understanding what he wanted to express, he guessed hesitantly: "Teacher, do you think it's getting late, do you want me to send Miss Shunian back?"
"..." Xie Ruhe's voice was very low and light, "Is that what I mean?"
Shu Nian stopped in her tracks and only heard what Fang Wencheng said. She didn't want to bother him, so she turned around and refused: "No need, I'll just go back by myself. Thank you."
It happened to meet Xie Ruhe's eyes.
only one second.
He lowered his eyes, didn't continue what he just said, and said "Go and deliver it", then turned the wheelchair and headed towards the dining table.
Fang Wencheng nodded, walked towards the entrance, and said to Shu Nian: "It's getting late, I'll take you back."
Shu Nian glanced in Xie Ruhe's direction.
Only his back can be seen from this direction, sitting alone in front of the huge dining table, very quiet. The bright white light is projected downward, adding to the feeling of desolation and loneliness.
She withdrew her gaze, feeling a little blocked for no reason. Suddenly wanted to ask Fang Wencheng something, so he didn't refuse again.
"Okay, sorry to trouble you."
The two went to the underground parking lot and got into the car.
Shu Nian put on his seat belt, and he didn't want to bother him too much: "Just take me to the subway station, and then I'll take the subway back by myself."
Fang Wencheng didn't force it, and started the car: "Okay."
In the quiet car, the whistling wind outside can be heard quietly. The two of them were not familiar with each other, they didn't have much conversation, and they didn't have any common topics.
Shu Nian struggled for a long time, pondering over the words to use in his mind, and finally said after a long time: "Mr. Ahe, doesn't he live with his family?"
Fang Wencheng nodded and said: "Yes, after returning from abroad, sir... Teacher lived in his grandfather's house for a while, and then moved out."
"why?"
Fang Wencheng smiled and said casually: "The teacher's work and rest are not regular, and I am worried that it will affect other people."
Shu Nian felt that he was a little meddling in asking these questions, but he couldn't help but asked, "Then is he bored at home like this every day?"
Fang Wencheng acquiesced, and said helplessly, "Teacher doesn't like to go out."
Shu Nian lowered his head, his expression was a little dazed: "This is not good."
Kind of like her.
If it weren't for going to the recording studio, Shunian would probably have lived like this.
Staying alone in a small room every day, it was like an invisible chain bound her body. Thick curtains isolate the outside world, and a locked door rejects the outside world.
The time was wasted bit by bit in a daze.
I always feel that as soon as I open the door, something terrible will open its mouth with sharp teeth and attack her madly. So I would rather never see this wonderful world again than take this risk.
The longer this kind of life goes on, the courage will gradually wear off, and as soon as I leave that small room, I feel uncomfortable and lose the ability to communicate with people.
Shu Nian thought for a while, and asked him something that he didn't dare to mention in front of Xie Ruhe, with a cautious expression: "Then will Teacher Ahe's legs get better?"
"Persist on rehabilitation..." Fang Wencheng was not too sure, "It should be possible."
Shu Nian heaved a sigh of relief: "Then persevere."
Fang Wencheng didn't know what to say, so he could only smile at her.
Shu Nian repeated, earnestly and stubbornly: "You have to let him persevere."
Shu Nian didn't go to the recording studio, but went home directly.
After taking a shower, Shu Nian lay down on the bed with a mouthful of golden throat, wanting to rest for a while before continuing to practice singing. The hot water washed away her exhaustion. The room was bright and dazzling, but it gave her an overwhelming sense of solidity. She turned sideways, subconsciously curled up into a ball, and fell asleep without knowing it.
After an unknown amount of time, the cell phone beside her suddenly rang.
Shu Nian was awakened suddenly, his heart was congested in a panic, and the feeling of palpitations hit him, making him breathless, tears fell down uncontrollably. She wiped away tears and looked at the caller ID.
It was Ruan Xitong, her roommate in college.
It was only early ten o'clock at this time, and she had slept for less than an hour.
Shu Nian breathed calmly, and reluctantly picked up the phone: "Hello?"
Ruan Xitong's crisp voice came: "Shu Nian?"
"Um."
"I just called you on WeChat and didn't reply to me for a long time." Ruan Xitong smiled, "I haven't called you for a long time, and I'm worried that you have changed your number a long time ago."
Shu Nian hummed again.
Ruan Xitong didn't say much, and the next sentence explained the purpose of coming: "It's like this, we plan to have a class reunion at the end of the month, that is, on the 31st, do you want to come?"
Shu Nian lowered his eyes, didn't think much, and lied directly: "I don't have time."
"Ah? December 31st, New Year's Day holiday, don't you have time?" Ruan Xitong laughed, "Or are you going on a date with your boyfriend? It's good to bring them here together."
"..."
"We haven't seen each other for a long time, let's take this opportunity to meet. We miss you very much." Speaking of this, Ruan Xitong suddenly mentioned another person, "By the way, do you know Xu Zeyuan's recent situation?"
Shu Nian was silent, not saying a word.
"He recently participated in a singing show and won the first place. He is very popular now. On the 31st, he will also come." Ruan Xitong sighed, "Why did you break up in the first place? Xu Zeyuan is so good, Chang You look so pretty, you sing so well, and you have been chasing you for a long time, he likes you very much... "
Shu Nian interrupted her, his emotions were straightforward and undisguised.
"I do not want to go."
Ruan Xitong was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
"I don't want to go." Shu Nian repeated. He was really in a bad mood, and he didn't have any remaining patience. He held back his temper, "Don't look for me again."
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Afterwards, Shu Nian opened the bedside table, took out a bottle of anti-anxiety medicine, opened the lid, and poured out a few pills. Soon, her movements stopped, remembering that she had stopped taking the medicine a long time ago, after a moment of stalemate, she put the medicine back into the bottle.
Shu Nian got up, checked the doors and windows in the room again, and then sat on the carpet beside the bed.
Recalling the scene he had just dreamed about, Shu Nian hugged his arms tightly, trembling all over his body. She buried her face in the crook of her arms, tears streaming down her face, and there was a choked sob in her throat.
"do not be afraid… "
She murmured and repeated these three words.
Such sudden nightmares and emotions always come every once in a while.
When he woke up the next day, Shu Nian's mood calmed down a little, but he was still depressed. She boasted to herself in the mirror that she didn't take medicine last night, and then went out.
the other side.
After Xie Ruhe finished his lunch, he was in an inexplicably bad mood, with gloom hanging over his face. Thinking that Shunian would come over later, he flipped through a pack of cigarettes and headed towards the balcony.
Fang Wencheng just came back from the outside and said, "Master, Xu Zeyuan's manager contacted me, saying that he hopes you can write a song for Xu Zeyuan's new album."
Hearing this name, Xie Ruhe paused and looked at him.
"Xu Zeyuan is a male singer who has become popular recently." Fang Wencheng said, "The popularity is very high. I think it is good for your reputation..."
Xie Ruhe interrupted him: "What's your name?"
"… Uh-huh?"
"What is your name."
"Xu Zeyuan." Fang Wencheng said patiently, "Xu next to the two of them, Guang Ze, Yuan on New Year's Day. Tell me that they are very sincere, and they will come to visit in person later."
The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.
Xie Ruhe repeated word by word: "Xu, Ze, Yuan..."
Soon, he chuckled, with a casual voice, and chuckled: "Do any 18th-line singers think they can sing my song now?"
For some reason, he touched his bad head again, and Fang Wencheng immediately fell silent.
Xie Ruhe's eyes were cold: "Have you come?"
Fang Wencheng didn't dare to say anything.
"Mute?"
"It should be soon..."
Shu Nian never thought that he would meet Xu Zeyuan again outside the neighborhood where Xie Ruhe lived. It was an unexpected reunion, although she didn't take it too seriously many times.
The security guard recognized her and opened the door directly, wanting her in.
Xu Zeyuan's appearance hasn't changed much, except for some makeup on his face and light brown hair, he still looks the same as before. Seeing Shu Nian, he was also taken aback, and stood there in a daze for a few seconds.
Seeing that Shu Nian was about to enter the community, he hesitated and asked, "Shu Nian?"
Hearing this, Shu Nian turned around and nodded towards him.
Xu Zeyuan asked hesitantly, "Do you live here?"
Before Shu Nian had time to speak, Xie Ruhe's voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Shu Nian."
Following the voice, Shu Nian looked over.
Seeing the person standing next to her, Xie Ruhe pursed his lips and tightened his jaw: "Come here."
Shu Nian was a little stunned, and walked towards him: "Why did you get down?"
Xu Zeyuan stood where he was, and the manager next to him reminded him: "That is Teacher Ahe."
When he came back to his senses, he had already been dragged into the community by his manager.
Xu Zeyuan reluctantly withdrew his surprise, walked over and stood in front of Xie Ruhe, stopped paying attention to Shu Nian, and greeted politely: "Mr. Ahe, hello."
Xie Ruhe didn't raise his eyes, he said to Shunian, "Let's go."
Xu Zeyuan thought he didn't hear it, and added: "Teacher, I'm—"
Xie Ruhe raised his head suddenly and interrupted him: "What's your name?"
Xu Zeyuan smiled kindly, and was about to introduce himself.
Xie Ruhe opened his mouth again, his eyes were cold, with unconcealable hostility and sarcasm.
"What does it have to do with me?"