blame at every turn

Just after seven o'clock, Yue Qin's cell phone started buzzing non-stop.

It was Lu Yat-nian, who had always had a regular schedule, just waking up and started bombarding him with crazy news. After he reminded Yue Qin, he remembered that he hadn't checked WeChat for ten hours. After being drunk, she had already saved nearly a page of little red dots. Ran Xueying sent him two messages at midnight, first asking him how he was doing, and then asking him to sober up and report that he was safe, and scrolling down was the message from the staff work problems.

Yue Qin skipped over Lu Yat-nian who was arguing at the top of WeChat, and replied to all the unread ones in chronological order from the back to the front. top.

Then before he had time to read what Lu Yat-nian had sent him, he was kicked by Yang Ya.

Thinking that his petty actions had been caught, Yue Qin quickly turned the phone upside down on the table, raised his eyelids a little guilty, and met Yang Ya's apologetic gaze.

Yang Ya quickly looked away, supported the table with both hands, and adjusted his sitting posture.

"Sorry, I accidentally bumped into you," he said, and he "accidentally" touched Yue Qin's knee again, "The table is a bit small, and I can't stretch my legs."

Yue Qin nodded, expressing his understanding.

It's really crowded here. A pancake and fruit shop located in the food street survives between two special restaurants. Not counting the counter, there is only less than four square meters of space. There are two dining tables, one for one person. , When two people sit facing each other, their legs cannot be stretched apart, and collisions are inevitable.

Although he was suffocated, Yue Qin still enjoyed it a little bit.Because Yang Ya likes to shake his legs when he is bored, Yue Qin's legs are placed between his legs and stretched forward slowly. For a while, as long as he pretended not to feel it, Yang Ya would continue to sway nonchalantly, Yue Qin was like a moss crawling under a bush, waiting for the dew to water, enjoying this casual physical contact.

He didn't know that this inadvertence was caused by Yang Ya's painstaking effort to fake it.

Because the sales were too bad last night, Yang Ya couldn't afford the five yuan a small steamed bun and the ten yuan millet porridge in the hotel, so he could only drag Yue Qin out to eat. Fruit is the first cheap breakfast they found.In order to pave the way for his future "sudden wealth", Yang Ya bought two 16 yuan pancake fruit (deluxe version), with enough ingredients to dislocate his jaw after one bite, two bowls of tofu nao, one salty and one sweet , the salty one has shredded pork and day lily, and the sweet one has just been taken out of the freezer, and red beans and taro balls are added.

Yue Qin also has to work on weekends.

Although the employees of the company normally have weekends and weekends, as the president, Yue Qin seldom gives himself a vacation. In normal times, he has already finished his breakfast, done morning exercises and devoted himself to work, but he can't refuse Yang Ya.

Yang Ya's words seemed to have some kind of magical power on him, Yue Qin handed over his whole day in a daze, after Lu Yat-nian's reminder, he not only remembered to reply to the message, but also remembered the work that he had left behind , because he is outside the company, the mobile phone is his only connection with work, and now just looking at the mobile phone upside down on the table, he feels a heavy sense of guilt, fidgeting, and unable to eat.

Yang Ya noticed that his mood was not right, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

He glanced at his mobile phone again: "Do you have work to do?"

Yue Qin shook his head.

"Is it Aunt Yue? Or are you waiting for news from your friend?" Yang Ya continued to probe, "Just now I saw that you have been replying to messages, it must be something very important."

"No." Afraid of bringing psychological burden to Yang Ya, Yue Qin didn't want to explain too much.

In fact, he didn't have much work left until today. He originally wanted to make a few drafts of publicity and design, but yesterday he just talked about the next investment. Ran Xueying suggested that he adjust the corporate structure and put more work in the hands of specialized people. It is best to hire another HR.

Therefore, Yue Qin put aside the matter of publicity and design first. Now he only needs to sort out the company's personnel list, and then rearrange the rules and regulations to improve the corporate culture.There is no rush for these things.

"That means there are very important people," Yang Ya got into a corner, "Yue Qin, if a friend who is very important to you sends you a message, you can just reply, and you don't have to worry about me."

Yue Qin was at a loss for what to do with his suddenly angry tone.

Yang Ya showed a somewhat sentimental expression: "I know the feeling of being ignored. These years, I have been like a rootless duckweed, unable to find support. There are not many people that actors usually have contact with. They are all insiders. Position is an insurmountable gap, and acting skills and resources will erect barriers invisibly. When getting along with others, the first consideration is profit, and it is difficult to make close friends. I'm sorry, it's hard to build a deep friendship without a few words."

"I'm a young actor. Even if I signed a company, took courses, and acted as some two men and three men, in the eyes of others, I'm no different from a group actor. Basically, every time there are one or two traffic niches in the crew, the whole crew will I circle around them, and I don’t talk to anyone I talk to, and the group chats are always ignored. At the same time, I ask the director for advice, and I am often the last to receive a reply. That feeling is angry and sad, very helpless and wronged...Actually From the moment I saw you, I thought, if only it could be the same as before, you would pay more attention to me."

Yang Ya smiled a little embarrassedly.

"This is just my wishful thinking. You don't need to be too stressed. I know that everyone is an adult. Even if we haven't separated, you already have your own career and social circle. You can't put too much pressure on one person. , I just thought it would be fine if we could still be the same as before, but unfortunately, no matter what, the past feelings are already in the past tense.”

This confession broke Yue Qin's heart.

He remembered what he saw yesterday, Yang Ya's pitifully few WeChat contacts, and for the first time he had a real sense of Yang Ya's current situation: it turned out that he was so lonely, just like himself once, longing for love in the torrent of human affairs. A piece of driftwood to lean on.

"I set the chat to the top for you," Yue Qin glanced at his WeChat for Yang Ya, "you can send me a message at any time in the future, and I will reply when I see it."

This was not the answer Yang Ya wanted to hear the most, and he saw that there was another person on top of his profile picture.

Yang Ya narrowed his eyes: "Who is Lu Yat-nian?"

Yue Qin froze for a moment: "It's a friend of mine."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be vexatious." Yang Ya withdrew his gaze, his tone a little disappointed, "I just thought, if you have friends you can talk to more easily, will I bother you? After all, replying to messages will take up time , I took up your time to reply him, will your friend be unhappy?"

"He won't." Yue Qin put down his phone, and also forgot about Lu Yat-nian who hadn't received a reply yet.

"I still don't feel very good," Yang Ya said, "My time is not fixed, and I'm afraid it will disturb your work or rest."

"No, I will set Do Not Disturb when I am busy or resting."

Yang Ya was silent.

After a while, he asked: "You don't want to talk to me, do you? If you don't want to, you can leave me alone. I don't want to be your burden."

"No," Yue Qin's throat was a little bitter, and it was the first time he found it so difficult to communicate with Yang Ya, "I welcome you to come to me at any time... For me, you are the most important of my friends now." one."

"Ah?" Yang Ya, who thought he had the chance to win, felt his heart skip a beat:

Yue Qin only treats me as an ordinary friend now?

Isn't that right, doesn't he still like me?Last night he wanted to be with me...

Could it be that he has no feelings for me anymore and just covets my body? ? ?

The author says:

Xiao Yang (explained): I really lack love.

Chin Chin: How come, you are my best friend.

Xiao Yang's smile gradually disappeared, and he fell into deep thought.