a delicate flower

Ellen: Did you do it on purpose?

Zhuang Lin: What is the senior referring to?

Zhuang Lin was still playing dumb at the end.

What else could it mean?

Zhuang Lin must have bought Xing Lu to let her help induce Ai Lang to post on Weibo, and let Ai Lang see Zhuang Lin's special attention before entering the station. The signal on the high-speed rail is extremely poor. Zhuang Lin's weibo account did not send any news - Zhuang Lin deliberately threw a piece of bait to Ai Lang before they left, which aroused his curiosity and scratched his lungs.The original purpose of the trip was to temporarily put aside Zhuang Lin, but he was thinking about Zhuang Lin all the time during the trip.

Zhuang Lin's Weibo ID is ZlNGGGGG, Ailang has matched up all five G's without missing a beat, and searched the searched user list upside down, but still couldn't find Zhuang Lin, which aggravated Ailang's irritability , but it also gave birth to a stronger curiosity.

Ai Lang didn't ask Zhuang Lin directly as if he was angry, until the third day of the trip, Ai Lang guessed Zhuang Lin's ID name as if he had completed a decryption task - ZINGGGGG's name was taken by someone else, but Ai Lang was convinced that he I didn't remember the name wrong that day.

He tried to replace the uppercase I with a lowercase L, searched again, and sure enough, he found Zhuang Lin's account number.

This meaningless tortuous process also gave Ellen a sense of satisfaction.

Ailang clicked into Zhuang Lin's Weibo, which was very empty. He posted seven or eight Weibos in four or five years, including two Weibos that were automatically notified of membership upgrades a year ago.

It is also because his Weibo is empty, so Ailang saw the news he liked half a year ago on his homepage at a glance - the Weibo he liked on 7-11 (10)

The Weibo that Zhuang Lin liked was posted by Ailang, and when he opened the Weibo that he liked, it showed that all the Weibos he liked before 7-11 were all from Ailang.

These include the few selfies that Ai Lang deleted, including Ai Lang's counterattack against straight men who hate gay groups, including Ai Lang's declaration that he should draw a clear line with straight men, as well as Ai Lang's emotional declaration that he once proclaimed ——

For example, when a fan asked why Ai Lang was still single, he replied: "I don't enjoy being in love, I enjoy the process of pursuing others and chasing them more. If the other party never refuses to take the initiative to get close to me, then I will I'll pull away and leave because it's boring."

Ailang's external business has always been unrestrained, casual, and has a high-playing image of dating until the end of next year. It is not surprising that there is such a single declaration.

but……

Ailang lay on the big bed in the hotel in the middle of the night, pulled up the quilt to cover his face, and curled up awkwardly under the quilt.

This is the bullshit middle two declaration! !

Why didn't he clear Weibo when he quit the blog back then! !

Ellen's breakdown lasted until the early hours of the morning.

Ma Pian in the next bed slept soundly.

Combined with the premise that Zhuang Lin has scanned all the speeches in Ai Lang's Weibo, Ai Lang re-emphasized the content of Zhuang Lin's private message to him.

201X-7-16, Zhuang Lin asked him: "Is it no longer online?"

This time point is almost after the end of the summer auto show.

201X-11-24, Zhuang Lin said: "There are still people waiting for you to go online."

That day was a wedding photo shoot in the photography center. Ai Lang still remembered that the makeup artist who was in charge of his makeup and hair that day had a similar topic with him. After the young lady learned that Ai Lang also quit his blog because of the keyboard man, he wanted to be clean. , said to him distressedly: "Your fans must miss you very much..."

Therefore, before Zhuang Lin met him, he had already learned about "how" he was through social media.

So, after Zhuang Lin got to know him, what did he think of him?Do you think he is a bitch under the banner of erecting the memorial archway?Or do you think he's broken?

Ellen's head hurts.

This journey of relaxation has become more and more worrying.

On the 31st, the three of Ailang returned to the country and settled in a hotel. The next day, they will part ways and go back to their respective homes.The three of them gathered in Xing Lu's room that night, and after sharing the spoils of the trip, the three had a mask party before parting, and they lay in a mess in Xing Lu's room.

Xing Lu swiped her cell phone, her mouth shape was limited due to the mask, and her small mouth voice was quite pretentious, saying: "Ai Lang, your person is lying on my bed, but you Hun'er didn't even bring him on the plane, so he was absent-minded during the whole process."

The night is getting darker, the room is lit with aromatherapy, the atmosphere is just right, Xing Lu will not be late for the emotional class.

Ailang snorted and punched in to live.

Ma Pian interjected in a low voice, and said: "On the day of departure, Zhuang Lin asked Xing Lu to help and persuade you to post Weibo, I also know, because Xing Lu and I considered that his request should not harm You have the slightest interest, so I didn't say anything..."

Xing Lu stretched out her hand to press the mask on the corner of her lips, covering up the embarrassment in her heart, and said: "Cough, you should trust Zhuang Lin once in a while, just take it as a small gamble, and at worst, you will earn a reason to drink after a broken relationship. The possibility of being hurt, but it also blocks the chance of being loved. Emotion is a mixture of fate and sensibility. People who are too rational have nothing to do with romance and emotion.”

Xing Lu opened an emotional class, just like the emotional bloggers on Weibo, specifically referring to the type of junk marketing accounts that are full of fake fans.

Xing Lu said with emotion: "You and Liao, it would be great if you two can balance your temperament a little bit. Alas, sometimes I really hope that you can blindly believe in scumbags like Lieutenant - of course I didn't curse you and Lieutenant." He has also become a scumbag harvester. It’s just that sometimes you don’t pay too much attention to the results and you will get windfalls. The future has not come yet, and you can make money every day you are happy.”

Ellen: "??"

Like Ma Pian?Treat the scumbag circle as a hunting ground?Is being an advanced player as easy as mowing the grass?

Ai Lang understood that Xing Lu was still kept in the dark by Ma Pian.Her two gay honeys are really worried, he is the bronze who looks like a king, and Ma Pian is the king who looks like a bronze.

Ma Pian, who was named by Xing Lu, coughed softly, and said in a soft voice: "I also think that Zhuang Lin is very interested in you. If you still like him, you can try to trust him. Let go, trusting him doesn't mean that you have to trust him." Pay it yourself."

Ma Pian's last sentence was very cryptic. According to Ailang's little understanding of Ma Pian, there may be words such as "you must be repaid thousands of times".

The next day.

Ailang's plane landed, and he took a taxi for more than two hours before returning home.His home is in a small town, and he lives in a three-story self-built house. The small wheels of the suitcase creaked on the concrete floor. Half of his face was wrapped in a scarf, and he stood at the door of his house, hesitating. For a moment, he calmed down the bewilderment and little panic in his eyes, put on a smile, and then took a step forward. The vermilion door was closed tightly. Ai Lang pushed the door, but didn't push it. He shouted, "Mom, I'm back." Already", and no one responded.

Ai Lang used to have a good relationship with his family, but since he came out with his family after graduating from the college entrance examination, the relationship with his parents has become more and more tense. The university is out of town, and he has never called him at home. Couldn't talk a few words.

Ailang has been in college for a year and a half, and he has fewer calls with his family, and he didn't go home during the holidays. He only went home for a few days during the winter vacation to celebrate the New Year, but only for those few days, he was also completely neglected.Last summer vacation, he stayed in city C to work part-time to earn living expenses, and his family never called to care about his situation.

The reason why Ailang came back without calling was because Ai's mother was at home full-time, and he didn't think much about it, so he just came back with the suitcase, and didn't think about it.Ai Lang called his mother, but no one answered. He hesitated to enter his father's phone number, hesitated for a while, but still didn't dial out.

Ellen sat down on the threshold of the house, with his butt across his trousers, and was still frozen by the cold marble threshold.He turned on the WIFI settings, but found that he hadn't come back for a long time, and he couldn't even connect to the WIFI at home automatically.

It had just rained in the town, and occasionally there was a puddle of water on the cement floor on the street. The wheels of the car rolled over, and the water droplets were splashed backward by the inertia of the wheels.

Ai Lang heard the sound of the car bells jingling, raised his head, and saw that the old man who lived on the same street had just returned with his grandson on a bicycle. Hearing Ai Lang's greeting, the old man asked him cheerfully when he saw him Said: "Hey——Ailang, are you home for vacation? I just met your mother shopping for vegetables at the street corner. "

Ai Lang answered, the uncle rang the car bell to tease his grandson, the car was riding far away, and the jingle of the car bell was heard from afar.

Ai Lang sat for a while longer, and saw a small electric car parked in front of him.

Ellen raised his head and met the woman's surprised eyes.I saw that her hair was loosely tied with black rubber bands. Her hair was thick and black, and her neglected appearance was half-old, but she could vaguely see her pretty appearance when she was young, which was half or half of the same as Ai Lang in front of her. .

"mom."

Ai Lang's statement brought the woman's soul back from her surprise. She looked at her son who hadn't seen him for nearly a year. The son sat on the marble threshold in winter, raised his head and said to her: "I'm so cold. ah."

He smiled with a slight coquettish voice.

The woman's eyes were wet all of a sudden, she turned her face away, parked the electric car, and silently took out the key from her bag to open the door.

Ellen sat on the threshold of the gate, raised her face, gently pulled the corner of her clothes, and called out again: "Mom."

The woman's hand that inserted the key into the doorway trembled. She didn't bow her head or agree, but as soon as the hand hanging by her side touched Alan's cold hand, she clenched it subconsciously.