Anchor is forced to operate daily

Pufferfish TV's offline carnival came to a successful conclusion. It was revealed that the big news about the "Project A Thousand Miles of Hope" was released on the official Weibo of Pufferfish TV at the end of the event, which caused a huge sensation in the society.

Everyone's first reaction when they heard about this incident was almost exactly the same, that is, to give a thumbs up.

Then shouted: Absolutely!

Thousands of miles away, we don't know how many surprises you have! ?

If the identity of the funder is not deliberately concealed, it is not difficult to find out. After all, the people on the side of the Hope Project hope that the society will pay attention to education in poor areas. They will spare no effort to publicize this kind of generous donation and win people's attention. .

Soon, most people knew where the [-] million came from.

LZ Mobile Communication Co., Ltd., awesome!

That is a top-ranked company in the world's top 500 companies. What kind of script is used for thousands of miles away! ?

Obviously two years ago, he was still a small anchor who didn't even get 500 followers!

But as the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.

Since the live broadcast, Cheng Yao has never been swearing or impatient, he is obedient and honest, and he has never spit out half a word of swearing, because the live online class has been well received by the education circle, and his reputation is getting better and better.

Initiated by LZ Company this time, the extraordinary charity action undoubtedly added fuel to the flames and crowned the glory of thousands of miles away.

While attracting everyone's attention, it is also inevitable to be jealous.

Unknowingly, some black fans began to run rampant on the Internet. In addition to the old so-called black history of "relying on being a licking dog for girls" and "eating soft food to get high", there is another set of rhetoric.

I don't know where the marketing account came from. The long article is well-written, and the title is concise and concise, which is very eye-catching.

[Thousands of miles away, the most successful marketing case so far. 】

This kind of keyword is not to mention passers-by, even fans can't help but click in to see what he said

The result is that you don’t know if you don’t look at it, and you are shocked when you look at it.

In it, all the causes and consequences are analyzed in great detail, and there are even screenshots of the live broadcast that only had 377 subscriptions in the earliest days of the remote live broadcast room, and even fans have rarely seen it.

At that time, the camera was not turned on for thousands of miles away, and few people watched the live broadcast, and the screen only had the PUBG game interface, with seven words simply and rudely stamped in the upper left corner.

[Live broadcast, not video recording. ]

Before duoing with the well-known beauty anchor 'Don't hit Shuangshuang QAQ' at that time, even though Yuanyao Wanli had some loyal viewers, they didn't deserve to have a name on Fugu TV.

Many people say that Pei Shuangshuang is the biggest bole who is thousands of miles away.

But this marketing account has changed the entry point, starting from the "time machine" that gave gifts to Yuanyuan Wanli every day, and talking all the way to the current "Night Galaxy", sneering and sarcastic, claiming that Yuanyuan Wanli is not as good as everyone imagined Simple, no one can verify the so-called tragic childhood experience of being abandoned by parents, including depression. It is very likely that it is all made up for the purpose of attracting fans, abuse fans and solid fans.

He also said that there are not so many people who change their lives against the sky in the world, and they are just picked up as tool people based on their appearance, so that capital can cut leeks.

It's so dark that it works harder than fans.

In the long article of the marketing account, there are everywhere comparisons between the live broadcast data of two years ago and today, and the huge difference is very strong.All the arguments and the text seem to have no loopholes, directly packaging Yuanyao Wanli as a lackey of capital.

Because this original Weibo was posted on Weibo Square, anyone can see it by searching for the keyword 'far away, thousands of miles'.

Pufferfish TV's public relations department didn't put on a good show, so it quickly suppressed the hot searches.

But the fuse has been ignited, and many onlookers who don't know the truth have an instinctive aversion to capital, and they will inevitably have preconceived ideas after watching it.

If this goes on, it will inevitably have a certain degree of negative impact on Cheng Yao's reputation.

It’s not that everyone can’t use their brains to think. Most people still don’t believe these nonsense after reading it. They just think that the marketing account is worthy of being a marketing account, and they make up these conspiracy theories logically.

There are not so many idiots in the world. Anyone who has actually watched the live broadcast knows what kind of person Yuan Yao Wanli is like.

What's more, even if a whole [-] million yuan is thrown into the lake, it is a big move. No matter what the purpose is, it will be a real help to the children in those impoverished areas.

Most people have their own moral bottom line, and based on this alone, they will choose to maintain it instead of listening to rumors and stepping on it.

Yaoyao Wanli is no longer the little anchor who could be bullied casually back then.

The comments under the marketing account were crowded with viewers and fans, all of them condemned and demanded that the blogger delete the post and apologize.

But the other party is a marketing account after all, and its purpose is to guide public opinion. How could they give up the tens of thousands of reposts and comments every minute, neither respond nor delete, and just hang up on Weibo Square in such a high-profile way.

Overnight, the attention to this matter has not decreased but increased, and it has become more and more troublesome.

When Wang Yang called, Pei Yanzhi and Cheng Yao were having lunch with Zheng Qiaoyun.

As the wife of the chairman of such a large group, Zheng Qiaoyun doesn't have to do most of the things herself.

After all, the pillar is her husband. If she doesn't want to, she can just leave the stall and do nothing, and enjoy the happiness at home.

Luhuishima Haruhi was just right, knowing that Cheng Yao liked her so much, Zheng Qiaoyun was not to mention how happy she was, she put off the work of the past few days and treated it as a vacation.

After listening to the anxious Wang Yang explain the ins and outs of the incident on the phone, Pei Yanzhi's expression didn't fluctuate much, and in the end he even tried to persuade him to relax, saying that Fugu TV didn't have to worry about it anymore.

After all, it is the remote money tree of the platform, Pufferfish TV attaches great importance to Cheng Yao's reputation.

However, Pei Yanzhi has always been reliable. Since he said not to worry, there must be a better solution.

Wang Yang was happy to be at ease, and continued to fight the landlord with peace of mind.

Sitting in the middle, Cheng Yao took a big mouthful of the custard bun, chewed it slowly and swallowed it into his stomach, staring intently at Zheng Qiaoyun and continuing to chat with her.

"Are there really deer in Nara? Are they really close to humans?"

"Yes." Zheng Qiaoyun slowly stirred the pumpkin and millet porridge in her hand with a spoon, and said to him with a smile while blowing gently, "But it may not be the same as you imagined, some deer are not so Be good, I will snatch deer cakes from tourists."

"Ah?" Cheng Yao was startled, "So fierce!"

After blowing the hot porridge to a suitable temperature, Zheng Qiaoyun put the bowl in front of Cheng Yao, and said softly to him: "When I went there before, I saw a group of deer ran away after a girl bought deer cakes." In the past, she was so scared that she threw them away. If you go to play with Xiao Pei in the future, be careful."

A small half spoonful of white sugar was put in the porridge, and it tasted sweet after being put into the mouth. Cheng Yao drank most of the bowl in one go, and licked his lips: "Okay."

Pei Yanzhi put down the phone at this time, and the eyes of the two of them naturally shifted to him. Zheng Qiaoyun asked with concern: "What's wrong? It sounds like it has something to do with Yaoyao."

"It's nothing, it's just that there are marketing accounts on the Internet with the rhythm." Pei Yanzhi took a sip of soy milk to moisten his throat, and he didn't hide it. "It is said that the time machine and the night galaxy are all behind the capital power, and they are holding thousands of miles away just to cut leeks."

Cheng Yao buried his head in the porridge, unable to understand what it meant for a while.

Zheng Qiaoyun spoke first and asked, "Who is the time machine?"

Pei Yanzhi smiled: "It's the trumpet I used to give Yaoyao gifts when I was a professional."

After the explanation, Zheng Qiaoyun immediately understood. Remembering that Cheng Yao had been troubled by public opinion several times before and was scolded by others, she felt a little unhappy. She immediately turned to Xiao Fei with the momentum of a strong woman and said, "Contact Director Liu and find out who Marketing account, sue him for spreading rumors."

Xiaofei, who had already filled her stomach first and was holding the mobile phone to play the chicken game, hung up on the spot, clicked on the phone's address book, and stood up neatly and went to the balcony to make a call.

Cheng Yao sniffed blankly, stared at Xinghe Mama who suddenly became majestic for a long time, and whispered, "Is it so serious that you still have to sue him?"

"Kill one to warn others." When talking to Cheng Yao, Zheng Qiaoyun naturally softened her tone, and slowly said to him, "Fabricating facts to slander others, if the circumstances are serious, you can send him in every minute. Since some people are interested in capital Power is so interested, let him feel it for himself."

Whether it's rumors or slander, Cheng Yao has experienced a lot all along and is used to it.

In his first reaction, he even felt that sending people to jail for these things was not enough.

but……

Seeing Xinghe Mama stand up for him like this, he became inexplicably confident.

Everyone should pay for their words and deeds.

Cheng Yao gritted his teeth, nodded his head heavily, and said with firm eyes, "Okay, then no one will speak ill of me in the future."

Pei Yanzhi, who was fiddling with his mobile phone and watching Weibo, immediately turned his head when he heard Cheng Yao's words, and teased him, "It turns out that Yaoyao cares a lot about what others say about him."

Cheng Yao pouted: "There are always people talking nonsense, I don't have the same knowledge as them."

Xiaofei called back, and immediately applauded when he said that, and exclaimed: "The prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach, and he is magnificent!"

"No..." Cheng Yao drank the pumpkin porridge to the bottom, licked his lips, glanced at Pei Yanzhi and said in a low voice, "You can speak ill of me, but I don't mind. If you say that God Pei is bad, I will get angry."

Xiaofei's starry eyes flashed immediately.

Pei Yanzhi smiled slightly, reached out and rubbed his head.

And Zheng Qiaoyun's eyes turned around the two of them several times, and finally she lowered her eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

After getting along for the past two days, I can see many details in my eyes, but in fact, I already have the answer.

It's not that Zheng Qiaoyun doesn't know all the trends on the Internet, but she has passed the age of curiosity and has no intention of caring too much about other people's emotional lives.

Frankly speaking, in the past, she might not be able to understand and accept this kind of love.

However, after confirming that all this happened to Yuan Yao Wanli, she felt a little more tolerant and relieved for no reason.

Living to her age, she can better understand that life is short.

The human fireworks of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, accompanied by someone day after day, is already the best arrangement.

Pei Yanzhi is very good and the most suitable.

After the marketing account caused a storm on the Internet, some viewers chose to argue for their reasons below, and many people remained silent and didn't even bother to type an extra word, just @贝言之 in the comments.

Only then did everyone think, yes!And God Pei!

How do you explain Pei Yanzhi to say that Yuanyuan is a lackey of the capital? ?

How can you not drag the world champion into the water?

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, you still want to pinch Yuanyuan Wanli as a soft persimmon?

Beware of lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot!

In this way, Pei Yanzhi was @'d tens of thousands of times in the Weibo comments of that official account.

He lived up to expectations, and generously reposted the marketing account's Weibo, with concise words.

[The Internet has memory, and spreading rumors is illegal. ]

A few minutes later, Pei Yanzhi posted a new Weibo, which didn't even have words, just two simple screenshots.

The first picture shows the background account management list of Pufferfish TV, which clearly shows three login accounts:

Time Machine

BNG-Pei

far away

The second picture is the main page of the time machine's login status. The avatar, ID, and fan badge of level 35 are all on it.

The facts are clear and obvious at a glance, and no words are needed at all.

It didn't take long for the marketing account to delete Weibo and change its status to 'uncommentable'.

Yan Yao's CP fan became the final winner, and took a solid bite of candy.

Regarding the turmoil on the Internet, Pei Yanzhi and Cheng Yao didn't care about it after they had a brief chat over lunch.

Five days later, Cheng Yao said that he wanted to pay Qian.

In fact, Pei Yanzhi wanted to take him home a long time ago, because the child was very sleepy when he was sick, and since he came to Luhui Island, he couldn't sleep well at night.

The night by the sea was dark and quiet. Every time Pei Yanzhi thought he had successfully put someone to sleep, within an hour or two he would find that Cheng Yao in his arms had disappeared in his half-dream and half-awake state. When he looked around, there was no one in the room at all. .

Looking up, Cheng Yao was sitting on the sofa on the balcony looking at the sea, his eyes were distant and empty, and his soul seemed to be swept away by the tide and drifted to the bottomless trench.

It took Pei Yanzhi a long time to call his sanity back every time, and then he couldn't help worrying, and after he finally fell asleep, he stayed up until dawn in anxiety.

When leaving, Cheng Yao was reluctant to leave Xinghe Mama, and he was willing to get in the car only after Zheng Qiaoyun repeatedly coaxed him to say that he could meet whenever he wanted.

KIKI and Lu Cheng took good care of Pei Qian. When they got home, the water bowl and the food bowl were full. The kitten lay on the sofa and basked in the sun leisurely. After seeing Pei Yanzhi and Cheng Yao come back, they rolled on the sofa. , with her legs on all fours, her belly exposed, begging for licking.

Cheng Yao symbolically touched Pei Qian twice, and before the comfortable kitty could rub it a few more times, it floated into the bedroom yawning like a ghost, and fell asleep under the quilt.

Pei Yanzhi had expected this, and he closed the door of the room to prevent Pei Qian from sneaking over to disturb Cheng Yao's rest.Silently, he packed the suitcase, threw all the clothes he had changed in the past few days into the washing machine, and then started watering the potted plants, cleaning the table and mopping the floor.

After all the trivial housework was done, Pei Yanzhi thought that this month's live broadcast time was not enough, so he turned on Cheng Yao's computer and began to mix the time.

The rhythm of the online marketing account has been fermented until now, and the attention is still undiminished. The audience and onlookers rushed to the live broadcast room in groups. After seeing the person in the camera, Pei Yanzhi was overjoyed, and the barrage seconds It piled up like a mountain on the live screen.

【how?Master Time Machine, you finally stopped pretending? 】

[You actually started following Wanli so early!It's here to try your luck! ? 】

[Please allow me to put forward a bold hypothesis, Yan Yao is two-way chasing stars! 】

[I didn't expect you to be such Pei Yanzhi!Say it!Have you been eyeing us a long time ago! 】

[Since the time machine is you, how do you explain the night galaxy? 】

……

Due to the strict control of thousands of miles away, Pei Yanzhi can't play PUBG during the live broadcast, so he can only symbolically open Plants vs. Zombies, and interact with the barrage while playing.

Although what should be expressed has already been expressed on Weibo, but since the popularity is still there, with so many people asking over and over again, Pei Yanzhi has no way to talk about him, so he must clearly express his position.

After adjusting the gaming chair to the height and position that suits him, he took a sip from the water glass, and then said with a normal expression: "The time machine is me, and Ye Se Xing He, like Xiao Hu Ya, supports him because he simply likes Yaoyao. I hope everyone Reserve some of your own thinking, and don't believe in unsubstantiated conspiracy theories."

Pei Yanzhi's tone sounded calm, and his attitude was the same as Weibo's simple and rude proof.

All the fans felt very safe, and left those troubles behind on the spot.

The focus of the barrage quickly returned to Yaoyao Wanli.

【Pei Shen... Wanli is not affected by the things on the Internet, right? QAQ】

[Yes, yes, is Wanli okay?When he was rhythmically paced like this before, he cried in anger. 】

[Speaking of it, why are you still the only one here today, God Pei, where is Wanli? 】

[Is he unhappy! ? 】

……

Faced with everyone's concerns and worries, Pei Yanzhi curled his lips into a smile, and clicked his mouse to plant a sunflower on the grass.

"Yaoyao is not unhappy taking a nap."

"Didn't I just tell you to keep your own thoughts? Why don't you just turn around and forget about it. If he's not happy, how could I show up here and start a live broadcast for you to watch."

>>

Before he knew it, it was getting close to dusk. Pei Yanzhi turned his head and took a look. It was almost seven o'clock in the evening.

From returning home in the afternoon to now, the children have slept for four or five hours.

According to his usual schedule, this time is indeed a bit long.

Cheng Yao got up late today because he just woke up with a bad appetite and didn't eat much for lunch. Seeing that no one was moving, Pei Yanzhi was worried that his stomach would feel uncomfortable if he slept until the early morning, so he hurriedly clicked the download.

The doorknob was gently turned open, and the room was pitch black.Pei Yanzhi walked into the bedroom with light steps, raised his eyes inadvertently, his heart was suddenly tightened, and his whole body was like being thrown into an ice cellar.

The bone-piercing cold air hit his body like the breath of death, making the hairs all over his body stand on end.

The window was wide open, and the faint light outside cast a hazy figure in the room. Cheng Yao was standing on the bay window at this time, leaning out most of his body with his hands on the window sill.

Under this kind of action, his whole body is in a state where he is very likely to lose his balance.

Even if it's just numbness in the legs or a slight slip of the hand, you will lose weight, and the whole person will fall outside.

This is the 26th floor, nearly [-] meters high.

Pei Yanzhi didn't dare to call Cheng Yao as if he was being strangled by a pair of invisible hands. He stood motionless and held his breath. Even if he moved, he was afraid of pulling the surrounding air and causing the butterfly effect to cause him to lose his center of gravity.

Every minute and every second seemed to be slowed down by 0.5X. Just when Pei Yanzhi's blood was about to freeze, Cheng Yao still didn't take the initiative to withdraw his body from the window, and looked sideways at the distance. Stretching his neck, he made a small movement to see farther.

At this critical moment, Pei Qian quietly crept in through the crack of the door, kicked his hind legs nimbly and easily jumped onto the bed, wagging his tail.

"Meow~"

This soft meow brought back the sanity of the two people in the room at the same time. Cheng Yao changed into a more dangerous posture, turned his head outside the window, and looked into the room from the outside through the glass beside him.

There was a buzz in Pei Yanzhi's mind, and he didn't have time to think about anything for a moment. He rushed over as fast as his body could erupt, and grabbed Cheng Yao's waist, not caring whether it would hurt him, and exerted all his strength He suddenly pulled the person back.

When the body returned to the house, Cheng Yao's head hit the window unexpectedly, and he felt like he was thrown on the bed like a sack.

That strength is comparable to the violent unloading of the courier.

Cheng Yao was so dizzy that he didn't know what happened just now.

Because the room was too dark, he couldn't see Pei Yanzhi's expression at all. He helped his pinched waist and rolled around on the bed. When he opened his eyes, he saw Pei Yanzhi standing by the bed. He was so wronged and complained with tears in his eyes. He: "What are you doing...it hurts..."

However, Yuanyuan Wanli did not wait for the tender words of love he is most familiar with this time.

Pei Yanzhi's temples were throbbing, and he stood there for a long time to stabilize his breathing and mood, repeatedly confirming that Cheng Yao was far away from danger, and his heart finally fell to the ground slowly.

After that, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he couldn't stand still and fell down on the bed.

It was only after lying on the bed for a long time while clutching his bumped forehead that Cheng Yao felt something was wrong. He sat up and saw Pei Yanzhi sitting on the bed with his back to him and his head bowed. His whole body was swallowed up by the darkness, leaving only a hazy outline.

Cheng Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he rolled around to the head of the bed and turned the lamp to the brightest, then crawled to his side, tentatively grabbed his arm, groped for his hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter... "

Pei Yanzhi moved his right hand, and just when Cheng Yao thought he was going to interlock his fingers, the other party suddenly bent his elbow to push his arm aside, turned his wrist, and threw him away silently.

Cheng Yao stopped breathing, his hands froze in the air, and he froze.

Pei Yanzhi stood up and went to the door to turn on the bright overhead light, then walked back to the bed and looked down at him, his hands were still shaking slightly visible to the naked eye.

Like an irritated lion, he asked in a serious and serious tone: "Cheng Yao, do you know which floor this is?"

After seeing the other party's extremely gloomy face, Cheng Yao thought about his actions just now, and only then did he feel scared after knowing it.

Finally realized that Pei Yanzhi was angry.

And is very angry.

After being together for so long, Pei Yanzhi had never seriously attacked him, this was the first time.

"The 26th floor..." Cheng Yao knew that he was wrong, but he still felt aggrieved in his heart. He looked at him cautiously with his head half down, his eyes turned red instantly as if by magic, and he curled his mouth, "Don't be mean to me." ...I knew I was wrong."

Pei Yanzhi, who was in a rage, was looked at so pitifully by him, and his heart softened immediately.

But the situation was serious, and Pei Yanzhi couldn't compromise on matters that touched the bottom line, so he asked with a straight face.

"Where did you go wrong?"

Cheng Yao's tears fell on his hands, he sniffed, bowed his head and obediently admitted his mistake: "The 26th floor is very dangerous, I shouldn't lie on the windowsill and watch other people walk their dogs..."

It turned out to be to watch other people walk their dogs?

Pei Yanzhi's gloomy expression suddenly relaxed, and he smiled back in anger.

Looking up at Pei Yanzhi's smiling eyes again, Cheng Yao felt like a survivor who escaped under heavy artillery fire.

He breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't think too much for a while, he stretched out his hand while the iron was hot and tugged at Pei Yanzhi's cuff, covered his forehead with aggrieved face, and sobbed with a more nasal voice on purpose: "I hit my head just now, it hurts..."

When he got him back just now, Pei Yanzhi was in a hurry and didn't have time to pay attention. Hearing what Cheng Yao said, he immediately bent down and sat beside him.

"Where did you hit? Let me see."

Cheng Yao pointed to the position above his brow bone, and turned his head to show him: "Here..."

The skin there was slightly red, and there was no blood or swelling. It didn't look particularly serious.But the injury on the head needs to be treated with caution. Pei Yanzhi raised his hand to touch the wound, and asked him softly, "Do you feel dizzy or not? Do you feel sick?"

"I'm not dizzy, and I'm not sick." Cheng Yao shook his head in denial, moved over and sat on his lap, rubbed his head on his shoulder lightly, and complained, "You never hurt me before... The last time I said break up, you were not so angry..."

For those who are in love, the tactic of acting like a baby is indeed always useful.

Pei Yanzhi tried his best to forget the dangerous scene just now, reached out and hugged his little friend into his arms, and heaved a long sigh.

"It's okay to break up, but you can't make fun of your own life. I can't keep an eye on you 24 hours a day." Pei Yanzhi rubbed the hair on the back of his head. After all, he was still a little angry, and squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "You Can't tell what is dangerous, Cheng Yao?"

"..."

Cheng Yao was wronged, and didn't dare to respond to him directly, and buried his head on his neck without saying a word.

Pei Yanzhi was completely helpless, and changed the subject: "Why don't you go to me after you wake up, what are you doing on the window sill?"

Cheng Yao lowered his head and honestly explained the cause and effect: "I heard a dog barking downstairs... I remembered a stray dog ​​that my grandfather often fed when I was a child. That puppy was also yellow like the one downstairs just now. Only smaller and thinner."

With a thought, Pei Yanzhi pulled him out of his arms and said, "Miss grandpa?"

"Hmm..." Cheng Yao rubbed his eyes and nodded.

When his grandfather died of illness, Cheng Yao really felt what it was like to be alone and helpless.

At school, I have to face the bullying of my classmates, and at home, I have to face my father's frequent troubles. I don't know what to eat, and I live on the pension of less than 2000 yuan left by my grandfather. Life is so difficult that I think I can't survive.

At first, he would hide under the blanket and cry secretly in the dead of night. It didn't take long for his eyes to become infected and inflamed. A trip to the hospital cost more than 100 yuan, which cost him half a month's food expenses.

Later, even tears became a luxury.

It was also at that time that Cheng Yao realized that the red-eyed and sighed when he saw his grandfather before he left was not because he thought of that unfilial son Cheng Honghui and felt lonely.

Instead, he was worried that after his death, he would not have a pension as a source of income, and his young grandson would have a hard time.

So when the old man was at the worst of his illness, he still chose to lead Cheng Yao tremblingly on crutches to travel around half of the city, going to the housing management bureau to handle the house transfer procedures.

At that time, Cheng Yao was still young and didn't understand what the name on the house book meant. When Cheng Honghui was about to drive himself out of the old house, he foolishly showed him the real estate certificate hidden in the crack of the wall. Cheng Honghui was furious and fought violently.

However, no matter how deeply the grief of that year went deep into the bone marrow, after all, so many years have passed.

Looking back now, I only miss it.

Pei Yanzhi gently stroked his face, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers. His hoarse and magnetic voice was very gentle: "Seeing that your life is getting better and better now, grandpa can feel at ease knowing that he is in the spring."

Cheng Yao rubbed his face against Pei Yanzhi's palm attached to him, and the familiar fragrance of the medicine made him feel at ease.

"Sweeping the grave the day after tomorrow, can you go with me?"

Pei Yanzhi nodded in agreement, reaching out to embrace him in his arms.

I don't know whether it was a deliberate arrangement by fate or a deliberate support to make Cheng Yao less sad every year, but the anniversary of Grandpa Cheng's death happened to be Qingming Festival.

That is the day after tomorrow.

The old man's funeral was organized by an old friend who had lived at the top of the stairs for many years. The young Cheng Yao did his best in all the funeral customs that required the presence of his children. Cheng Honghui never showed up.

He only cares about how many digits are left in the old man's bank card.

He didn't care where his biological father's urn was buried.

Before he left, the old man told his friends again and again not to let that white-eyed wolf be buried there by himself.

Because of this, Cheng Honghui will definitely not suddenly appear during the grave sweeping.

Grandpa Cheng reserved for Cheng Yao a pure land that would not be disturbed.

>>

During the Ching Ming season, the spring rains come and go slowly, pattering under the canopy of the dark sky, the pinpoint drizzle is not heavy but dense, gently covering the sky and the earth with a layer of clear tulle .

Grandpa Cheng died in an inconspicuous corner, and the life of the old man was engraved on the small tombstone, signed by his grandson Cheng Yao.

Pei Yanzhi didn't say a single word from the moment he entered the cemetery, acting as a qualified companion, standing silently waiting for him to clean up the weeds around him, burn incense, and set up sacrifices.

Then when he worshiped, quietly knelt down and kowtowed with him.

There are a lot of people who come to visit graves during the Qingming Festival. Some people cry uncontrollably in the face of their deceased relatives or friends, and some confide their thoughts relatively calmly.

And Cheng Yao didn't say a word the whole time, nor did he show strong grief, and stood quietly in the drizzle to remember.

He didn't have any huge mood swings, but Pei Yanzhi, who saw all this in his eyes, couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his eyes were slightly red.

Although this set of worship customs is simple, most people only figure it out when they grow older and mature.

Cheng Yao learned it when he was 13 years old.

Although Pei Yanzhi's parents left early, at least he still had some relatives to count on. He had a sister who was related by blood and could rely on each other.

And Cheng Yao was alone.

Thinking of this, Pei Yanzhi's heart ached as if it had been gouged out by a sharp machete.

He hates fate for being unfair to Cheng Yao.

I hate myself for being absent for so many years.

Before he had time to think more, Pei Yanzhi suddenly felt his hand hanging by his side be lightly touched.

"Grandpa, I brought Pei Yanzhi to see you. I mentioned it to you in my dream before." Cheng Yao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, turned his head and took Pei Yanzhi's hand actively, staring at the tombstone, briefly After hesitating, he suddenly lowered his head like a child who was at a loss, "I'm sorry, you only have one grandson, but I don't want to marry someone else and have children...I want to be with him."

At the end, Cheng Yao unconsciously tightened his interlocking hands with Pei Yanzhi.

Just like a boulder from the top of a mountain rolled down and smashed into the center of the lake, the water splashed and splashed for a while.

Cheng Yao's face seemed to be covered with an invisible veil in the fine drizzle. He turned his eyes away and raised his head to look at Pei Yanzhi with his eyelashes stained with tiny raindrops. Guilty, but his eyes were extremely firm.

Almost without hesitation, Pei Yanzhi easily released Cheng Yao's hand, took a small step back, and knelt down on his knees facing the tombstone in front of him.

On the tombstone, in the black and white photo, Grandpa Cheng smiled gently and kindly, and the lines left by the years spread to the corners of his eyes one by one.

Life under the fence is not easy, Pei Yanzhi is very afraid of causing trouble to others, so whenever the young Cheng Yao invites him to play at home, he will politely refuse, his feet always stop at the stairs leading to the fourth floor.

But Grandpa Cheng must have known about his existence.

Because every time Cheng Yao brought food to share with him, it was enough for the two children to share equally.

It's not unreasonable to be born from the heart, the old man looks kind and kind, and has a kind of aura that strangers will naturally feel kind when they see it.

Pei Yanzhi felt that he had a lot to say, and he had to say something, at least solemnly swear that he would take good care of Cheng Yao.

But when the words came to his mouth, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he was speechless, kneeling on the ground and falling into a long silence.

Cheng Yao stood behind and stared at Pei Yanzhi, seeing through his back the struggle and suffering in his heart at this moment.

"Grandpa, I'm really happy now." After saying that, Cheng Yao knelt on the ground with Pei Yanzhi, held his hand again, and curled his mouth at the tombstone, "Because Pei Yanzhi is nice and loves me."

The drizzle turned in the air to describe the shape of the spring breeze, passing over the treetops, the snow-white apricot blossoms were blown up, floating in the air like heavy snow, and one of the petals swirled around the two of them, Finally, it slowly fell into the wine glass in front of the tombstone.

Pei Yanzhi stared at the petals swirling in the wine, and squeezed Cheng Yao's hand back tightly.

If a person really has a spirit in heaven, there is really no need to say a lot.

All oaths and promises are charming lies in the 'present continuous' grammar and context.

A lot of things, he has a lifetime to prove.

No matter how small the raindrops were, the real moisture entered the body. Both of them worried that the other would get sick after a long time, so they left the cemetery not long after, and took a taxi to go home.

The distance from the suburbs to the urban area is very long. Not long after Cheng Yao got into the car, he leaned on Pei Yanzhi's shoulder and fell asleep. Finally, when he entered the urban area and crossed the ETC expressway, he was awakened by the speed bump and sat in a daze. He got up, turned his head and looked out the car window, then stretched.

"Let's go back to the old house. I want to see the place where we lived together when we were young." Cheng Yao rubbed his eyes and said to Pei Yanzhi.

Pei Yanzhi rolled his Adam's apple, hesitated for a few seconds, and let out a "hmm".

Cheng Yao didn't notice that his expression was unnatural for a moment, he tilted his head on his shoulder and continued to doze off, half asleep and half awake along the way, until the taxi stopped at the alley in front of the familiar Tongzilou.

After scanning the QR code to pay the toll, the two got out of the car together and walked side by side in this alley that was completely different from ten years ago.

Back then, the place was not so clean at all, and the roads were not repaired.

Whenever a heavy rain comes, the sewer will be blocked, and a road is flooded like a small river. If you want to go home, you have to wade across it.

Cheng Yao walks on a flat surface that is soaked in light rain