To make up for the debt owed to Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Sunny replied: No.

The two simple words seem devoid of any emotional color.

Zhiyuan was very nervous. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Qingtian, if I hadn't been browsing the forum that day and didn't know you got the video, what were you going to do?"

A while later, Qingcai sent a message: I will go directly to the police in the capital to report the case and give them this video. If I am not the person involved and have no right to report the case, then I will give it to your hospital and ask them to report the case. If there is still no result, I will release it and let the facts speak for themselves.

"So, you've thought everything through step by step, but you never thought of taking the initiative to contact me and give it to me?" Zhiyuan replied.

After a long while, Qingtian replied: You are very busy, and I was afraid of bothering you.

Zhiyuan wants to say, you are such a brave person, you fought against thousands of people in the entire Tieba forum all by yourself, and you were not afraid. Why are you afraid when facing me?

But before he could finish typing that sentence, Qingtian sent him a message: "I'm not going to talk anymore, Zhiyuan, I'm going to sleep."

Zhiyuan was about to type the last question mark when his finger stopped. After a moment's thought, he deleted the entire paragraph word by word and typed two words: Goodnight.

Then I clicked send.

After that, Qingtian stopped replying to his messages and stopped even saying goodnight to him.

A seaside town.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

On a sunny day, carrying a plastic bag, I had just returned from the market after buying groceries. My mind was a mess, and I was walking absentmindedly.

Just as she reached the entrance of the residential area, a figure blocked her way.

"I'm sorry," she said hastily, thinking that he was about to bump into someone because he wasn't looking where he was going.

However, as soon as I said sorry, I realized something was wrong.

She looked up from the collar of the man's white T-shirt, and when she saw his face clearly, she was shocked and dropped the vegetables in her hand.

It is Zhiyuan.

Seeing her so flustered, Zhiyuan quickly squatted down to help her pick up the vegetables.

Qingtian snapped out of her daze and quickly squatted down to pick them up with him.

When they both stood up after picking up their things, the sea breeze reddened her face.

"How did you suddenly appear here?" she asked, surprised and flustered.

"I'm here to catch snails!" Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"Snail?" Qingtian didn't immediately understand what he meant.

“Yes!” Zhiyuan’s smile remained unchanged. “There was a snail that always shrank into its shell. It took a lot of effort for it to poke its head out. I was afraid that if I came too late, it would shrink back into its shell again.”

Qingtian then realized something was wrong, took two steps back, and asked warily, "What...do you mean?"

“It’s exactly what you mean.” Zhiyuan smiled and took a step forward.

"I don't understand what you mean." Qingtian walked past him and headed into the residential area.

"Don't you want your vegetables anymore?" Zhiyuan called out from behind her.

She stopped in her tracks, and heard footsteps behind her. She could hear her heart pounding.

"sunny."

Her hand was held.

"There was no blind date. That person was me. Right?"

"What...that person? Who? Which person..." Her face was already flushed, and she was stammering.

"Everyone says I live up to my name, but no one knows that before he came along, it was always raining in my world," Zhiyuan murmured. "What's his name?"

“He…” Qingtian’s voice trembled slightly.

“His name is Li Zhiyuan.” His tone was short and firm.

Tears welled up in Qingtian's eyes, a kind of panicked feeling as if a secret hidden in a tree hollow for many years had been hollowed out. She tried to pull her hand away from his grasp, but failed.

"Have you ever asked Li Zhiyuan what his world is like?"