who is she
The girl standing in the dim corridor was so young, tall, with long hair, wearing a bulky down jacket and a yellow plaid scarf around her neck. She had a fair and pretty face, a pair of bright eyes, and smiled like a child who was asking for praise after being smart.
Luo Jingyu looked at her in a daze, thinking that she should be a stranger.
But in my heart I retorted, No! She is not a stranger, you know her.
No, no, how could he know her
The girl he knew shouldn't look like this. Fang Xu had seen her before! He said she was in her thirties, not tall, with an ordinary face, exactly the same as what he had guessed from the clues.
What went wrong
Luo Jingyu's mind was in a mess. She clearly had an answer in her mind, and the photos she had just received on her phone were further evidence. However, she couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried, and she was unwilling to believe it.
The fixed mindset that had been formed long ago was completely overturned overnight. His brain was completely confused and could not process anything.
Ah, my math teacher in high school was right. His logical thinking is really poor. He only looks at the surface of things and does not know how to see the essence through phenomena.
She is actually... so pretty, smart and pretty!
But he is a real fool.
Zhan Xi looked at the almost petrified man in front of him, his heart was filled with ripples and his smile gradually faded.
Oops, did she screw up? Made Xiaoyu angry
Zhan Xi pulled the corner of his mouth and said awkwardly: "Xiao Yu, it's me, Egg Pudding. What a coincidence, I live downstairs from you."
Luo Jingyu's eyes were always on her face, and when she spoke, he stared at her lips carefully. But at this moment, his heart was beating very fast, and his mind was too confused to even read her lips. He only saw her talking, and tried very hard to distinguish what she was saying, but he couldn't figure out.
Failing at the critical moment!
I can't hear, I can't speak, and now I'm so nervous that I can't even read lips! Luo Jingyu, what on earth are you doing downstairs? Can't you just pretend you don't understand the message
What's the name of that idiom
Luo Jingyu regretted it. With his IQ, how could he fight with Teacher Jidan? Teacher Jidan was a college student with a double degree! What a smart mind! He was so stupid that he ran downstairs without caring about anything, just for himself... What humiliation
He can't even remember a few idioms!
Looking at the other person's ever-changing eyes, Zhan Xi was really panicked. He didn't understand what he was thinking and why he didn't say a word.
She was originally quite proud and wanted to tease Xiaoyu, but now she was already feeling guilty and self-blaming. She was still too impatient and too reckless. Xiaoyu was obviously not ready to meet, but she ignored his wishes and forced him to reveal himself. Now that he was angry, would he call her sick like Wang He did
Zhan Xi pouted, his eyebrows drooped, and he said dejectedly: "Xiao Yu... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Although Luo Jingyu's lip-reading ability was temporarily blocked, his eyes were still usable and he could clearly see the changes in the girl's expression in front of him. The originally lively smiling face gradually turned into a sad face with her little mouth pouting, which made him even more irritated and annoyed.
Was she upset because he didn't answer her
But he really had no idea what she was talking about.
Looking at her pitiful appearance, all of Luo Jingyu's disguise collapsed. She completely gave up resistance, and even her stiff shoulders and back relaxed.
Anyway, he is already here and there is no way to escape. So stop struggling and tell her.
He took out his cell phone and typed a simple line in the memo.
After the beating, he took a few steps towards the girl and stopped when he was less than an arm's length away from her.
The corridor was not spacious, but rather narrow. Room 801 and Room 804 were opposite each other at both ends. Facing the two elevator doors were Room 802 and Room 803. They were standing by the white wall between the two small apartments.
Luo Jingyu handed the phone screen to the girl.
In such a cramped space, when he got closer, Zhan Xi smelled a scent that came from his body.
It was hard to describe what the smell was. It wasn't perfume, but rather some kind of plant or tree. It was refreshing, cool, and a little bitter. She took a deep breath, and the cool and bitter smell irritated her nose, causing her to tilt her head and sneeze.
“A-choo!”
Luo Jingyu: “…”
"I'm sorry." Zhan Xi touched his nose and then turned back to read the words on his phone clearly.
Are you Mr. Egg? I am deaf and cannot hear you.
Time seemed to stand still.
The girl didn't even look up. She just stared at those few words for a long time.
Luo Jingyu closed her eyes resignedly.
The scene he was afraid of finally happened.
When he opened his eyes, he found that the other person had raised his head and was blinking his big eyes at him. His expression was quite subtle, as if... He was obviously very surprised, but he pretended to be indifferent. Unfortunately, his acting skills were not up to standard.
Luo Jingyu was not surprised at all, and even smiled. But he did not take off his mask, so the girl could not see it.
He took back his phone and typed three more words.
sorry.
Zhan Xi once again looked at the phone handed to her. The three words "I'm sorry" were particularly eye-catching. Only then did she understand all of Xiaoyu's previous avoidance and fear.
Unfortunately, it was too late. She was too clever for her own good and forced him into a corner.
Luo Jingyu put her phone away and stopped typing.
He stood still, looking around curiously, as if the layout of the eighth floor was different from that of the fifteenth floor. Zhan Xi also did not move, with his head down, like a child who had done something wrong.
The two people were facing each other, the atmosphere was dull, and no one knew how to communicate next.
Zhan Xi looked up at him quietly, and finally, he reached into his pocket with his right hand, took out his cell phone, and opened the memo.
Luo Jingyu saw her movements but did not stop her. His heartbeat had not yet calmed down and his mind was confused. Unless she spoke slowly and clearly, he still could not read her lip language.
Zhan Xi typed much faster than Luo Jingyu, and when he handed it to him, it was already a long paragraph:
Xiaoyu, I am Egg Pudding. I should be the one to apologize to you. I am sorry for meeting you without your consent. Please forgive me. I only found out that you are such a big fish last Saturday. I even asked you about your words that night. I have no other intentions. I just want to see you. I don't hate you at all, I am not disappointed, and I am not afraid. We are still good friends as before. Please don't be angry with me, okay
Luo Jingyu types slowly and reads slowly. She read the passage carefully from beginning to end. When her gaze turned to Zhan Xi's face, her frustrated look finally softened a little.
He also typed it for her to see: I'm not angry.
Zhan Xi smiled at him and typed again: Introduce myself again, my name is Zhan Xi, what’s yours
Luo Jingyu looked at her phone, her eyes lingered on her name for a moment, and then she typed on her phone: Luo Jingyu
Zhan Xi couldn't help but read out his name: "Luo Jingyu."
She typed to compliment him: Your name is so nice! No wonder you like whales.
Luo Jingyu didn’t know how to pronounce her name, so she typed an explanation: It means I can’t speak.
Zhan Xi was stunned. So that's what it meant. She hadn't realized it before. She was confused. Why should the child be named after birth
Luo Jingyu handed over her cell phone again: congenital, bilateral, total deafness.
Zhan Xi: “…”
She really didn't know what to say.
Zhan Xi was not an extroverted and lively person to begin with. Catching Xiaoyu was something she had mustered up the courage to do, and that was on the premise that she did not mind any of his physical flaws.
I really didn't expect that his defect was not in appearance, but in hearing and language.
Ears are used to listen, mouths are used to speak, and listening and speaking are the most common ways of communication between people. When Luo Jingyu lost these two basic communication skills, Zhan Xi and him could only chat by typing on their mobile phones even when they were standing face to face.
This is not a good experience.
Zhan Xi might have been more talkative over the Internet, but in this situation, she didn't know how to continue communicating with Xiao Yu. She couldn't joke with him like she usually did, and she couldn't pretend nothing had happened and speak freely.
She once shared a tweet with a singing video with him, asked him if he was funny, and recommended a few songs she liked, saying they were suitable for listening to on the subway. She never avoided related topics during the chat. Zhan Xi put herself in Xiaoyu's shoes and thought that Xiaoyu must have felt very uncomfortable at the time. Thinking of this, she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to scratch the wall.
Luo Jingyu had already noticed her uneasiness and felt very calm.
He thought it was all over and he should go.
He typed to her: It's late, you go home and I'll go upstairs.
Zhan Xi nodded and typed: OK, good night.
Luo Jingyu: Good night.
He turned around and just took a step when he suddenly felt someone pulling his clothes.
Luo Jingyu turned around, with questioning eyes.
Zhan Xi grabbed the hem of his coat, looked timid, typed, and handed him the phone:
Xiaoyu, what do you look like
Luo Jingyu suddenly realized that he had never taken off his mask.
Forget it, the biggest secret has been discovered, what else is worth hiding
Luo Jingyu turned to face Zhan Xi and raised her hand to take off her mask. It was a very light movement, unlike the costume TV dramas where the heroine takes off her veil or the hero takes off his mask with slow motion and background music.
However, Zhan Xi still understood how Guo Xiang felt when she saw Yang Guo taking off his mask.
Luo Jingyu, what a big fish, Xiaoyu, the uneducated boy in Fang Xu's mouth... A very tall young man with broad shoulders and long legs, always dressed in black.
And now, for the first time, his face appeared in front of Zhan Xi in its entirety. His high nose, thin and graceful lips, and a pair of dark and deep eyes made him look so handsome, his dense eyelashes blinking slowly, and when their eyes met, it was impossible to look away.
Zhan Xi looked up at him, with only one thought in his mind: Luo Xinran is a witch, right
Perhaps it was because her eyes were too straightforward, Luo Jingyu felt a little uncomfortable, and her face was slightly hot. He smiled helplessly, and Zhan Xi was dazzled by his gentle smile. It was not until he pointed to the elevator that she came back to her senses and loosened her fingers that were holding his clothes.
After pressing the up button, Luo Jingyu waited for a while. The elevator arrived. He walked in and turned around, only to find that Zhan Xi was still standing there, his eyes following him.
Luo Jingyu waved to her, and Zhan Xi also waved. The elevator door closed and started to move upwards. Zhan Xi looked at the floor display and the elevator finally stopped on the fifteenth floor.
She sighed, turned around and went back to Room 802. When she changed her shoes, she saw the sunflower lily in the glass bottle on the dining table. She reached out and touched the large purple petals, and sighed again.
She successfully caught the little fish, learned his name, the floor he lived on, what he looked like, and also learned his secret.
But Xiaoyu doesn't look happy, which is normal, no one would be happy.
Zhan Xi herself was not happy either. Although she did not mind that Xiaoyu could not hear, her performance just now was definitely not up to standard. She just... had never thought of it in this direction. She really overestimated her ability to respond on the spot.
I wonder if her unnatural reaction will hurt the fish.
Luo Jingyu suffered from insomnia again.
These things that happened at night were so bizarre that it was not until he lay in bed that he began to wonder how Teacher Egg recognized him.
Did he post the photo somewhere? Did he leak personal information? Or did Fang Xu let it slip
Whatever the reason, the exposure was an established fact and there was no point in him thinking about it anymore.
Luo Jingyu turned over and thought of Teacher Jidan... Oh, now it's time to call her Zhanxi. The word "Xi" seems to be very auspicious, and all the words related to it have good meanings.
Zhanxi, I don’t know how to pronounce it. Does it sound good
It must be nice to hear, and it has a beautiful meaning. Her name is really well chosen.
She looked... completely different than he had imagined.
Luo Jingyu buried her face in the pillow, feeling very depressed.
He is deaf, and vision is the sense he relies on most to contact the world, followed by touch, taste, and smell. He is used to using his eyes to obtain information, and what he sees is what he believes. It is difficult for him to imagine things he has never seen, and the more abstract it is, the more difficult it is to understand.
He finally constructed an image of Teacher Egg in his mind, but it was all wrong. The age, height, figure and appearance were completely wrong.
The appearance of that little person was originally vague and fragile. When I saw the real person today, the little person had already run away and all that remained in my mind was the dazzlingly beautiful image of a young girl.
Egg pudding, egg teacher, sugar-boiled eggs, Zhanxi...
He lay on his back with his hands raised in the dark, signing over and over again.
He was calling her by her name, in his mother tongue. Her real name, her online name… He was so happy with the way he called her that he even gave her a nickname, Xiaoxi, Xixi, the Egg Princess…
But no matter how he gestured, she couldn't understand.
Luo Jingyu laughed at herself, put down her hands, folded them and placed them behind her head.
Although Zhan Xi said that she didn't hate him, wasn't afraid of him, and wasn't disappointed, and that they were still good friends, Luo Jingyu could still feel her panic and helplessness.
He felt that they would never be able to resume their relaxed and happy chatting mode. Maybe in a few days, they would stop contacting each other and lie aside. In a few days, Zhan Xi would quietly delete him when she cleaned up her WeChat.
She wouldn't accept having a deaf person in her address book.
That night, more than one person suffered from insomnia.
Zhan Xi, who always had good sleep quality, was still staring at the ceiling in a daze late at night.
At 9:30, she waited for Xiaoyu's WeChat message, but he didn't send it.
Zhan Xi wanted to send it to him actively, but he didn't know what to say, so he gave up.
This was the first time in three weeks that they hadn't had a bedtime chat.
After 10 o'clock, after 11 o'clock, after 12 o'clock, after 1 o'clock... Zhan Xi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, feeling very upset.
She opened her phone again, looked at the dialog box with "What a Big Fish", and naturally pressed the keys to open her circle of friends to him. Please remember:, website mobile version m. computer version., free and fastest update without anti-theft without anti-theft.