[full-time master bg] I don't feel like smiling

An Wenyi had been thinking about that signature all night.

When Qiao Yifan was going to sleep, he saw him holding his mobile phone and still looking at it.The computer in front of him was on, and the light was reflected on the glasses, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.Qiao Yifan remembered that he asked him worriedly during dinner, but An Wenyi only said it was fine.

Are you going to stare at the screen until your phone runs out of battery?

In short, let's charge the phone first.

Qiao Yifan thoughtfully helped him find the charger, and when he handed it to him, An Wenyi looked up and thanked him.

"...Xiao An, are you really okay?"

Qiao Yifan felt that the recent competition might have put too much pressure on him.The retirement of Senior Ye Xiu and Senior Wei Chen has damaged Xingxin's strength to a certain extent, and they have struggled in the last few matches.As an object of strategic protection, An Wenyi attracted most of the firepower every time. Once accumulated, he would definitely be emotionally exhausted.

"I'm really fine, Yifan."

But An Wenyi really couldn't figure it out, moved the stool and asked Qiao Yifan to sit down, "Are you in a hurry to sleep?"

"No hurry, no hurry."

"Well, I have something to ask you."

An Wenyi showed him the signature, and also explained the recent events to him.

Saying goodbye to Wan Er was unexpected, but the gossip and drinks afterwards, he couldn't say it was intentional or unintentional, but I'm afraid he can't say with a clear conscience that he only considers her a friend.It's not that he didn't think about it. Could it be because of his ex-girlfriend's wedding, her thoughtfulness and comfort, which gave him a feeling of dependence?

This kind of emotion is really irresponsible for girls.

So he didn't show half of it.

But gradually became addicted, not tea addiction, but an addiction to want to see her.

Then I saw this signature as a slap in the face.

After Qiao Yifan listened, he carefully analyzed, "You probably like her, right?"

An Wenyi did not deny it, but was still worried about signing.

"What exactly does that mean?"

He didn't know about Wan'er's secret love, so he couldn't understand her meaning at all, but he could vaguely feel the obscurity in the words.At this moment, I feel a little empathetic. After thinking about it, I always feel that I can't figure out the truth.

He asked like this, how did Qiao Yifan know how to answer him?But it was not perfunctory, and suggested for him, "Ask a girl, maybe you can know what's on the girl's mind?"

"Ok?"

"Why don't you ask the captain, or the proprietress, or Xiao Tang?"

An Wenyi thought about it and thought it was feasible.

He put on his mobile phone and went to Boss Chen's residence first.He knocked on the door politely, and after getting a response from Boss Chen, he opened the door, adjusted his glasses, and said solemnly, "Ma'am, I have something to ask you."

Boss Chen picked up the phone suspiciously, looked at the signature, and became even more puzzled.

"what happened?"

An Wenyi said, "I want to know the meaning of this sentence."

Boss Chen glanced at it casually, but after hearing what he said, he had to read it carefully again.

"The admiration buried in my heart, if I reveal it to you, it is actually just admiration."

……

No, what is the meaning of these words?

Or is it because the team members are testing her writing skills?

Wait, what's the use of this?

Do you practice trash talking?

…When did trash talk change its style and start to be literary and provocative?

But it seems to be quite emotional, maybe quite lethal.

Boss Chen coughed and asked the question repeatedly, "Do you want to listen to analysis or appreciation?"

"I..." An Wenyi was stunned for a moment, and changed the phrase, "Miss Boss, generally speaking, under what circumstances would a girl pronounce such a sentence?"

"Ah, you ask this," Boss Chen thought to himself, and said, "Maybe you watched a movie?"

"The reason is that simple?"

Boss Chen shook his head and said that this is not necessarily the case, "It may also be because this sentence is in the right place."

After all, irrelevant things, who cares about it?

An Wenyi's heart sank by a third.

After calmly biding farewell to the proprietress, An Wenyi knocked on Captain Su's door again.

Su Mucheng came to open the door knocking on melon seeds. She didn't expect it to be him, but she quickly realized that he was here for a heart-to-heart talk, and hurriedly performed her duties as the captain. "Is it too stressful recently? Wait a minute, I'll go first." Turn off the TV."

"Thank you for your concern...it's actually about emotions...I want to ask for advice."

Captain Su snorted, and expressed his understanding of his hesitation and embarrassment, "Come in and sit? In fact, caring about the emotional life of the team members is also one of the captain's responsibilities."

After seeing that signature, Su Mucheng felt familiar,

"Is this the lyrics?"

I took out my phone and searched, it was true.

Su Mucheng comforted him, "Don't think too much, it might be because you happened to hear this song and just posted a line of lyrics."

An Wenyi pointed out the words carefully, "Suitable?"

Su Mucheng thought for a while, "Maybe there is some intention."

...and another third cool.

Finally to Tang Rou.

An Wenyi watched her pk with Du Ming thirteen times in a row in the arena, but he still didn't realize what the kid on the other side wanted, so he went back to his room without saying a word.

Qiao Yifan didn't sleep, and was still waiting for him.Seeing him coming in, he hurriedly asked with concern, "How is it?"

"My heart is a little cold."

But when I went out for a walk, I felt that my mind was cleared up, and I was not as bewildered as I just saw it.

An Wenyi sat on his own bed and analyzed, "When we gossip, I can talk about everything with her, but I never heard her mention the person she hides her love for.

Assuming that there is no such person, it means that this signature is meaningless. "

Qiao Yifan said, "What if there is?"

"If it exists, but she never mentioned it to me, then there are two possibilities.

One, that person is no longer single, and according to her personality, she would never mention it to others rashly. "

Qiao Yifan waited quietly for the second item, but he suddenly fell silent.

"Well... what about two?"

Still unable to hold back his curiosity, Qiao Yifan asked him.

An Wenyi helped the mirror frame, "Or,"

"?"

"That person is me."

Qiao Yifan was really responsible for Xingxin's conscience, he didn't mock his narcissism, instead he sincerely wished, "Isn't that great? When you like her, she also likes you."

"Hmm...that's very good." An Wenyi continued to ponder, "But I don't seem to have noticed her intentions at all before..."

Of course I didn't notice it when I didn't care about it, but now I think about the time when I was at the same table in high school, I suddenly feel something is wrong.He used to think she was just a rigid girl who could laugh, but rarely.Moreover, her meticulous learning attitude coupled with her calm and self-sufficient personality somehow makes people feel that strangers are not close.In fact, if you think about it carefully, she has always been kind to others, and she has no indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.He felt that she didn't like to laugh, but it was only in front of him, so he always felt that she was targeting him at that time.

Of course, he knew the reason without guessing. The teachers always compared them, and they would be judged as superior or inferior. He thought it was because of her disobedience, so he added a label of disobedience to her in his impression.

I always thought she was a stubborn girl, but now I know that she is completely opposite to herself.

Thinking of this, An Wenyi suddenly took out his phone again, opened Weibo and searched for private messages.

I thought it was an illusion before, but now that my thoughts are clear, I have a little touch of the truth.

Qiao Yifan saw him pull from the private message column, click into a user's homepage familiarly, and start to scroll through it.

"what happened?"

An Wenyi said, "I suspect that this fan is her."

Always well-timed comfort, and a familiar style of language.An Wenyi is now eager to answer this question.

"There are more than 500 Weibo posts."

"Go to sleep first, I will sleep when I know the answer."

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The next morning, Qiao Yifan woke up and saw An Wenyi's cell phone dropped under the bed, flashing a dead signal.He went over to help pick it up and charge it up. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly covered by the quilt, he didn't know what time he checked Weibo last night, and he didn't know if he found the answer.

But when he took out his mobile phone to browse the space, he saw a post from An Wenyi at five o'clock in the morning.

It seems he already knows the answer,

and respond,

"I admire it too."

The author has something to say: the last sentence in that song is "The love buried in the bottom of my heart, can I tell you, I hope you have the same admiration."

Of course, because of her personality, Wan Er would definitely not say this.

But suddenly it occurred to me that if it was the little fox, he might have used this sentence to flaunt in front of Lao Han early in the morning (bushi)