Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

When the bell rang again, Liu Yusheng's first reaction was, didn't Zhao Xin just say that he would call tomorrow?At first glance, it was Lu Bianyue.

"Little Lu?"

"Bring, hairtail," Lu Bianyue's voice was trembling, "Donaldson gave me a tip just now!!!"

Liu Yusheng: "...huh?"

"The rewarded article is Dyson Fanwen written by me!"

Chapter 42

Liu Yusheng: "..."

Lu Bianyue asked excitedly: "Are you two together? I mean, really together."

Liu Yusheng: "...No."

"But he's all—"

"Really not," Liu Yusheng sighed, "I can't explain this matter clearly in a few words. I will talk to you later when I have a chance."

In fact, Liu Yusheng didn't want to face this matter. Before he knew that Lu Weifu was Zhao Xin, he accidentally told Lu Weifu that he had been to Wuhan because he wanted to see where the person he liked lived.But Lu Weifu turned out to be Zhao Xin—Liu Yusheng never imagined that Wei Lan would agree to Zhao Xin occupying their spot in the competition.

In other words, now, Zhao Xin knew that he liked him.

Zhao Xin knew.

If Zhao Xin defended him on the Internet out of guilt, what about now?Now what is this?There is no need to maintain him to the extent of rewarding the same humanities, right?Thinking of these things, Liu Yusheng was disturbed. He anxiously grabbed the phone in his pocket, wondering how he would face Zhao Xin when he called again tomorrow.

When he got home, he took a shower, washed his clothes and mopped the floor. It wasn't until his stomach had been growling for two rounds that Liu Yusheng bit the bullet and opened the refrigerator.

In the refrigerator, more than half of the stewed duck and dumplings that Zhao Xin ordered for him were left.

Why is he everywhere.

Liu Yusheng steamed the braised duck and dumplings. While waiting, he decided to call Zhao Xin.In the kitchen there was the sound of "嗡——" from the range hood, yes, it seemed to embolden him.

Anyway... It's the knife that shrinks the head and stretches the head.Sooner or later, he had to ask what Zhao Xin meant.

Zhao Xin answered the phone very quickly, as if he had been guarding the phone all the time.

"Zhao Xin," Liu Yusheng pursed his lips, "I saw you tipped Lu Bianyue."

Zhao Xin answered the question: "One hour and 27 minutes." He smiled, "I almost couldn't resist calling you first."

Liu Yusheng clenched his fists and asked straightforwardly, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Xin: "Do you still like me?"

"I--"

Zhao Xin: "If you still like me, then I'm responding to you. If you don't like me anymore, then I'm chasing you."

Liu Yusheng: "..."

"Yusheng," his tone softened suddenly, "You don't have to rush to give me the answer, but give me a chance, okay?"

This moment came so suddenly that Liu Yusheng felt as if his brain had crashed. It wasn't that he didn't know how to answer, but he already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it.

not good.

He couldn't be with him.

"No, Zhao Xin, you..." Liu Yusheng said with difficulty, "Don't do this."

"Did I embarrass you?"

"That matter has passed, let it pass... I already, I don't hate you anymore." Liu Yusheng thought, I'm lying.

He continued: "So you don't need to apologize to me in this way, I liked you before, but it was several years ago, I was not sensible at that time, and you know that I just fell in love with you University, very low self-esteem, no friends, I admired you very much at that time, I thought you were talented and chic and could be liked by readers, you are amazing, I don’t have everything you have,” I don’t know why his speech speed is getting faster and faster , "Although I thought I liked you at that time, but now that I think about it, I still have more admiration, right? That mentality is like chasing stars... Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhao Xin was silent.

Hearing his shallow breathing, Liu Yusheng's heart beat like a drum.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally spoke:

"So, what you're saying is that you don't worship me now—you don't need an 'idol' anymore, do you?"

"Yes," Liu Yusheng gritted his teeth and replied, "I regarded you as an idol at that time."

"...I understand what you mean," he smiled again, but his voice was harsh, "I'm causing you trouble."

"It's okay," Liu Yusheng said, "That's it."

Zhao Xin: "Okay...so be it."

After Liu Yusheng hung up the phone, he felt as if a hard stone had been born out of thin air in his chest, which hurt his internal organs.

What about lying?

Adoration, yes, he used to adore Zhao Xin very much—in fact, he also adores now.This has nothing to do with Zhao Xin's attitude towards him, and has nothing to do with the distance between him and Zhao Xin. It is a writer's heartfelt admiration for another writer, and it is a scorching spark sparked by a soul and some words colliding together. , This is a yearning that is a hundred times purer than "like".

He lied.What did you say, "At that time I regarded you as an idol"?Even now your words still make me sway.

There are so many kinds of emotions in this world, why is liking with admiration not liking.Yes, I like it.Even if there is worship, even if there is inequality, I still like it.

And another lie he told was to say "I don't hate you anymore".

Also hate, but also complain.

He likes Zhao Xin, but Zhao Xin used this love to crush him, more than crushing him, it was him, his mother, and his life that were crushed together.Now that four years have passed, he has managed to build up his life with great difficulty, and he can't and dare not get close to Zhao Xin again.Don't talk about how to pass the mother's test, just talk about the self four years ago, if he and Zhao Xin are together, how should he explain to the boy who dropped out of school and returned home four years ago amidst the cold eyebrows of everyone? ?Even though he has become a canned octopus today and is highly sought after by everyone, he still can't go back to four years ago, hold the hand of that helpless and confused boy, and say "it's okay" to him.

he can not.

So for Zhao Xin, he would rather watch, admire and like Zhao Xin from afar.

The next day, it was Liu Yusheng's turn to update "I Don't Want Superpowers".

The mother is recovering well, and Uncle Wang is taking care of her in the hospital.

The house was so quiet that even the girl downstairs who always practiced the violin didn't play the violin.Liu Yusheng sat in front of the computer in a daze, but it was extremely difficult to write every word.He even preferred to be noisy around him, so that his ears wouldn't always be Zhao Xin's voice.Zhao Xin said, did I embarrass you?Zhao Xin said, you don't need an idol anymore, do you?Zhao Xin said, so be it - how can his voice be so depressed?

After six o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Yusheng finally managed to finish writing the [-]-word update content. After a rough check, he hurriedly posted the update and rushed to the hospital.

Uncle Wang has been in the hospital since last night, and he has to change shifts quickly.

On the other side, Zhao Xin received a call from Xu Yihan.

"You can," Xu Yihan teased lazily, "I've already tipped Fanrenwen."

Zhao Xin's voice was faint: "You know everything."

"No, when I came to the company in the morning, I heard some little girls screaming."

"..."

Chapter 43

"Why, have you caught up?" Xu Yihan asked, "Is this considered public?"

"No," Zhao Xin said in a low voice, "he refused."

"Huh? Refusing to make it public?"

"Refused to accept me."

Xu Yihan was stunned for a moment: "Oh...then you should try harder."

"No, that's it."

"why?"

"You know what?" Zhao Xin's tone was calm, but no matter how he heard it, he was bleak, "He said that he used me as an idol before, and thought that I was a very...perfect person."

Xu Yihan suddenly understood, but he still asked cooperatively: "And then?"

"If the 17-year-old knew that I was disabled, he must be very disappointed, right? What's more, the current him, now he has no idea about me, and he no longer needs an idol he fantasized about."

Xu Yihan: "..."

"Even if he is willing to try it with me, so what? Sooner or later he will find out that I am much worse than Donaldson he imagined. I am just a disabled person. I write for a living because of my disability. I am completely different from what he imagined. He'll be disappointed, he'll loathe me...that's it."

Xu Yihan didn't know how to speak, he knew that he should comfort Zhao Xin - after all, they were friends for many years.But consolation, consolation of what?Has Zhao Xin heard too little comfort?Does comfort work?

"I see," Xu Yihan had no choice but to tell the truth, "Then you should keep a low profile during the game. I guess he doesn't want to have anything to do with you in the game. Your Dyson CP is enough for him to feel uncomfortable."