The author has something to say: [Friendly Reminder]:
Friends who are looking forward to BE, I would like to remind you in good faith that I don’t write BE, and it’s impossible to change attacks, accept, etc. If your expectations are contrary to my original intention, it’s best to stop here and put the above One chapter is the end of this story, so everyone is happy. If you continue to read and look for "abuse", you will probably be shocked by the protagonist's reunion. The reminder is here, and I will not be responsible for any discomfort caused by subsequent reading. (doge face)
For readers who don’t understand why the story develops like this, I wrote an article on Weibo last night about the original intention of “Going Online” and my understanding of the characters. If you are interested, you can go and read it.
By the way, touch the little cute animals who are abused and hurt one by one, I accept rolling and acting like a baby, and I promise that I will come back later, but for the readers who are duplicity and cynical, although I really want to indulge your bad temper unconditionally, but my tolerance is also limited Yes, I hope you calm down, I am a pacifist, I don't like falling in love and killing each other, okay
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Duan Shurong really did not expect that He Jin would reject her so firmly.
It turned out that He Jin used this method to make the girls give up on him in the past three years
She should have been angry. She didn't know about other women. Although she used the excuse of "meeting an old classmate" and saying that she wanted to be "angry with He Jin's mother", in essence, she came to the appointment with the mood of seeing her first love. Once again Hitting a wall was a very frustrating thing for her who was proud and arrogant, but the strange thing was that besides embarrassment, she also had a complex distress in her heart.
Most people born after 2000 have no prejudice against homosexuality, and Duan Shurong is the same, but the overall tolerance of homosexuality in this society is still too low, especially in the eyes of the previous generation, getting married and having children is still a normal state. Jin still has such a mother, and Duan Shurong can guess the difficulties He Jin encountered.
"Okay, let's stop talking about me. Didn't you say that you just want to see old classmates?" He Jin smiled, put on the mask again, and changed the subject, "You are so beautiful and have such a cheerful personality, there should be no shortage of people to chase after you." You, have you not met someone good enough to be single until now?"
What He Jin said was very level, he didn't ask "Are you asking too much", but said "I haven't met enough good", which directly raised Duan Shurong's mate selection standards and his own worth.
Duan Shurong felt much more comfortable, and talked about her relationship history with He Jinchang.
Because of a mother suffering from depression, He Jin's temper has been polished in the past three years, and there is almost nothing he can't bear. He listens carefully to Duan Shurong's talk, and sometimes expresses some of his own opinions and opinions objectively. It is suggested that the tone and attitude when speaking are so humble and calm, which makes people feel like spring breeze.
Slowly, Duan Shurong was attracted to He Jin. This time, it was not because of those ignorant feelings that were hard to find, nor because of distress, but because of the temperament emanating from He Jin. He was like a magnetic field, endlessly Constantly absorbing all the negative energy around him, talking to him, no matter how impatient people are, they will gradually calm down and be comforted by his calmness.
Compared with those of the same age around him, impetuous, angry, middle school... He Jin is so different.
After eating a meal for more than two hours, the two of them didn't react until the restaurant passed the peak hours and the people around them dispersed.
"Are you still busy?" Duan Shurong couldn't help asking, "Would you like to go shopping together?"
Originally, this question should have been brought up by the man, but He Jin has already expressed the meaning of having no intention of dating, and he will definitely not mention it again, but Duan Shurong doesn't want to just separate from him like this, she is a little interested in this man.
There was a rare hint of confusion in He Jin's eyes, but it disappeared only for a moment. He paid the bill and said, "It's nothing. I'll go shopping with you."
When we left the restaurant, there were people and cars in the noise outside, and there were many traffic policemen and patrolmen on the road.
"What's the matter, why are there so many people outside today?" Duan Shurong pulled the zipper of the bag in her hand, and slung it over her shoulder, "I found out when I came here, and I couldn't get a taxi. I'm here."
He Jin didn't explain, because a celebrity came a thousand meters away, and held a fan meeting at the Cultural Palace in the afternoon...
"There are so many people, the mood of shopping is gone," Duan Shurong pouted, and asked He Jin, "How about I invite you to watch a movie."
"Okay." He Jin looked up at the cloudy weather. It was late autumn and the temperature was not too high, but he felt hot all over. He was sweating on his back in the restaurant just now, and He Jin had to pay attention. Put it on other things, so that you can control yourself not to think about the person who is close at hand.
The two went to the nearest movie theater and successfully bought two tickets for the movie that opened at 3 o'clock. He Jin bought another cup of black coffee and entered the theater. When the overhead lights were completely dimmed, He Jin realized that he was unconsciously spasms.
He Jin didn't watch the one-hour and forty-minute feature film at all. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, checking the time on his wristband every few minutes, three fifteen, three thirty, three forty-five... four o'clock Half…
He remembered that the meeting ended at five o'clock, and Qin Yang estimated that he would leave Q City directly.
When the movie was at the most tense moment, Duan Shurong subconsciously wanted to grab He Jin's hand, but she turned her head to see He Jin frowning tightly, his eyes staring blankly at the back of the front seat, his whole face on the screen. It looked pale in the flickering light.
His hands were crossed, clenched and loosened for a while, looking very anxious.
Duan Shurong leaned over to shake He Jin's hand, wanting to ask him what's the matter, but He Jin bounced away as if he had been electrocuted. After he reacted, he returned to his normal expression, smiled apologetically at her, and then Move your gaze to the screen.
It was only then that Duan Shurong realized that He Jin was not interested in watching movies. He just wanted to cater to his own request and couldn't bear to refuse her, so he specially accompanied her here, but his thoughts were not here at all!
After watching the movie, Duan Shurong, who was still looking forward to having dinner with He Jin, suddenly felt that her interest was low. She said a few polite words like "Nice to meet you today" and said goodbye to him.
Seeing the back of Duan Shurong leaving, He Jin lowered his shoulders, squeezed his face stiff from laughing, and completely relaxed.
He walked out slowly, wanting to take a taxi, but there were so many people outside, not to mention taxis, even the battery car couldn't move an inch... The wristband buzzed, it was his mother calling, asking him if he would go back for dinner.
"Mom, I'm still with Duan Shurong, I won't be back at night, you can eat." He Jin's level of lying is getting higher and higher now, the shackles on his body, the mask on his face, every minute, every second, every day of life At every moment, he was forced to act.
Mother He didn't doubt that he had him, and she seemed very happy. After all, the previous blind dates broke up after a meal. It was rare that this time took so long. It seemed to be a joke.
He Jin walked forward chaotically with the crowd, and when he reacted, he found that he had reached the entrance of the Cultural Palace, surrounded by layers of people outside, reporters, security guards, and most of them had not bought tickets to enter. Most of the young female fans looked like junior high school or high school students. They held posters, lights, and gifts with the names of "Qin Yang" or "Huo Ruqing" printed on them, and they screamed excitedly.
It was already 5:10, the Cultural Palace had no back door, celebrities could only enter and exit through the front door, security personnel and patrol police were clearing the way, and as a nanny car approached, the audience erupted into sensational screams again...
The people and passers-by on the outskirts also stopped. It is human nature to love to watch the excitement. Even if they don't know the situation, they can stay where they are and surround the scene tightly.
He Jin was pushed forward by the people behind him. He was extremely nervous and wanted to escape in fear, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and his eyes seemed to be completely glued to the direction of the Cultural Palace, and he couldn't move at all. open.
At 5:20, dozens of security guards came out first, forcing their way through the crowd, and the surrounding fans screamed frantically, shouting Qin Yang's name loudly.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Yang, who was wearing a black dress and wearing purple reflective sunglasses, came out surrounded by people. He Jin's heart rate suddenly increased, and his heart ached from the shock.
In less than ten seconds, Qin Yang got into the car, and the nanny car slowly squeezed the crowd away, and the fans were still screaming to see them off.
When the car approached the block where He Jin was, He Jin tried his best to open his eyes wide, wanting to take another look at Qin Yang through the car window, but the glass window was covered with an opaque film, so he couldn't see anything.
Qin Yang in the car was rubbing his temples with a headache, and casually glanced at the noisy fans outside, his eyes suddenly froze.
"Wait a minute!" He yelled, the driver slammed on the brakes, the assistant and manager turned to look at him, not knowing what happened.
Qin Yang stared at the figure in the crowd who was clearly half a head taller than the girls.
Across the car glass, there is only a distance of two or three meters...
"It's nothing, let's go." Qin Yang said lightly.
The car started slowly again, and Qin Yang's eyes followed the smaller and smaller figure until he could no longer see it.
The nanny's car got rid of the fan group and turned to the nearby hotel parking lot. Qin Yang hurriedly changed the car and told the driver to drive back.
"Did you forget something?" The assistant asked worriedly, "Do you want me to call there directly to help you find it?"
Qin Yang waved them away: "No, I'll walk around casually, you guys go to rest first."
Before the crowd dispersed, Qin Yang sat in the car in a state of confusion, looking through the window glass over and over again at the crowd in front of him.
Are you gone... Are you gone again...
Qin Yang opened the bracelet, found the familiar number, and closed it again with trembling hands.
He raised his head, was startled suddenly, and shouted, "Driver Feng, the young man in gray at two o'clock, follow him."
Driver Feng: "... oh."
He Jin didn't know how he left the Cultural Palace, it was getting dark, he didn't want to go home, he didn't want to go anywhere, he walked to the bar street unknowingly, and the neon lights outside the store lit up one by one, red and green, charming eyes.
He Jin casually walked into a bar that had just opened, and found a dark corner. The waiter asked him what he wanted, and he whispered, "Seven Up."
"Hehe, sir, we don't have Hedy here, but we have Sprite cocktails," the waiter handed over the menu, pointing to the row of cocktails and introducing them one by one.
He Jin flipped through a few pages, pointed to the whole bottle of martini on the menu picture, and said, "I want this."
The waiter was surprised: "One bottle? Yes, but we have to pay for the whole bottle first."
He Jin swiped his card, and the waiter opened the wine for him. He brought an empty glass and a bucket of ice and asked him to drink with ice. He Jin had never drank strong alcohol, so he filled the quilt with wine and added two yuan. Bing, drank half a cup in one breath, so hot that I shed tears.
The bartender saw it from a distance, and asked the waiter to pay attention. They have seen this kind of drunk customers a lot, and they have to let people leave before drinking problems.
After drinking half a glass of strong wine, He Jin's whole body's blood rushed to his head. He didn't hold a lot of alcohol, so he drank another glass of strong wine on an empty stomach. He was so drunk that everything in front of him began to shake.
He Jin pressed his hot face on the table, staring blankly at the transparent glass in front of him.
Why is Qin Yang still in his head when he is drunk...
He Jin recalled the scene he saw just now, the manager, makeup artist, assistant, bodyguard... He knew that Qin Yang was very popular, but this was the first time he saw that Qin Yang had such a big fight every time he went out!
Look at the shining him, and then look at yourself, wearing a pair of rustic black-rimmed glasses and clothes of passerby brand, he is as rigid as a countryman.
They finally completely became people from two worlds.
He should be happy for him, he didn't block Qin Yang's progress because of selfishness... Qin Yang has done so well, and now he is so successful, he has his own life, and he has his own, how good it is to be a stranger.
... But why is my heart so melancholy and lost
Tears poured out unstoppably, slipped from the corner of the left eye to the right eyeball, and dripped onto the not-so-clean tabletop.
He thought that Qin Yang was just a grass planted in his heart, but he didn't think that he was a tree rooted in his body, and the end of the tree root had already penetrated into every cell of him. He thought he could separate this person from himself. The roots in his body were uprooted, but he didn't want to, the tree was broken, but all those roots remained in his body. During the long three years, every inch of the roots and branches were rooted and sprouted, torturing him riddled with holes.