please don't look at me

When Ding Sha walked out of the studio, he felt quite relaxed—indeed, he gave the extra assortment box to that eccentric girl.

The small bus was driving extremely slowly, and the scenery was staggered one by one by the glass windows. Tall trees and low shrubs intersected into Ding Sha's mind. Although they were unrelated scenery, they still reminded him of the scenery in China. everything of.

There was a couple standing in front of the shop with a French signboard, eating the same cone. He remembered that there was a similarly decorated dessert shop under his company building. Yu Xin knew that he didn’t like sweets, so he could always choose nuts and cream. Little cakes.

There was an old couple sitting side by side on the bench in the boulevard. The old lady was gently stroking the mixed-haired kitten in her arms. He thought of the vicious "little robber" in the neighborhood. Yu Xin once reminded himself not to do it too often. feed it.

The bus and a bicycle slid past the intersection, and the two young men and women in the car screamed strangely together, and happily rode away on the small broken car with an unsteady faucet. He remembered that he had been discussing with Yu Xin not long ago, Do you want to buy a bicycle and keep it at home for emergencies...

"I can't think about it anymore." Ding Sha sniffed sharply, grunted, and withdrew his gaze from the window.

When we went out after lunch, it was still daylight, and it was getting dark when we got back to the door. When Ding Sha saw his mother leaning against the fence talking to a neighbor, he rubbed his nose and moved closer.

This residential area dominated by small two- and three-story western-style buildings has been around for some years, and because it is close to the school district, there will be more tenants than buyers. Ding Sha hasn't been here much, so he is not familiar with his parents' neighbors. The two tall, white-skinned men opposite the mother nodded and smiled.

The mother picked out a bunch of sausages from Ding Sha and handed them to the two men opposite. As a reward for the small cakes in his hands, Ding Sha briefly introduced how to make the sausages in English, and the shorter man grinned at him. He tilted half of his body into the arms of the person next to him.

Ding Sha frowned, turned around and followed his mother into the house without saying anything.

Seeing his mother's quick movements to disembowel the crucian carp, Ding Sha hesitated again and again, and still found a euphemistic beginning: "The two men just now have lived next door for a long time?"

Mother put the sliced ​​fish into the sizzling oil pan, and the oil droplets that popped out scalded Ding Sha's arm, so he dodged a little.

"Yeah, they've just moved here for two months...they have a good relationship, I bumped into them and kissed in the garden several times."

Ding Sha clicked his tongue: "Mom, do you know they are a couple?"

The mother rolled her eyes and said, "Those two are so obvious, do you think your mother is blind!"

Ding Sha hurriedly posted it again: "Then do you think..."

Mother lowered her eyes and concentrated on cooking: "I've seen a lot, so I don't feel much."

"Then..." Ding Sha rolled his eyes, wanting to ask more bluntly, "If one day you bump into your son..."

Mother smiled meaningfully: "Didn't you all say 'if'?"

Ding suddenly stopped talking, didn't dare to ask further questions, obediently took the plate handed over by his mother and went to set the table.

After the meal, Ding Sha found an excuse to hide in his room early.

The window was wide open, probably forgot to close it when he went out this morning, Ding Sha was shivering from the cold wind, tremblingly walked to the window.

The moonlight was dimmed by the lights on the side of the road. The shops here are not open after [-] pm. Although the street lights are bright, there are still not many pedestrians and vehicles on the whole street.

Ding Sha was about to close the window when he glimpsed the garden next door from his corner of the eye.

Two figures, one tall and one short but both look strong, danced in the garden. They seemed to have just finished tidying the yard, holding wooden shovels and long shovels in their hands, and danced to the silent music whenever they pleased. Body posture - from time to time, the two heads come together for a moment of intimacy.Covered by the darkness of night, they unscrupulously showed their affection with few audiences.

As one of the few viewers, Ding Sha pursed his lips, thinking with some distaste, it's not that I don't have a show, but I'm too lazy to show it off!

He rubbed his hands together, took a breath of warm air into his palms, then vigorously closed the window, turned around to open the laptop, and pressed the power button.

Ding Sha logged into his social account pretending to be reserved, first glanced at domestic hot news in a calm manner, and then pretended to open dozens of unread messages unintentionally.

Scanning down in a hurry, Ding Sha couldn't find what he wanted to see, so Ding Sha was a little surprised... plus he was a bit lost.

That person... shouldn't he be crying and begging me to go home!

Or timidly send a few tentative comment messages to test your own tone.

Why is there no movement!

Ding Sha opened WeChat again, and got rid of those annoying ghosts begging for New Year's red envelopes, but still found nothing.

Yu Xin's avatar and nickname remained the same, and even her personal signature was still blank. It looked the same as before. Ding Sha opened his Moments and Weibo homepage, trying to find some clues, but the latest developments did not It was over a month ago.

Ding Sha frowned and pondered, could it be that he was hurt too deeply...

He sent a window shake to the team leader of the technical department, and said to him in a rare bossy manner, to check the latest online time of this IP!

The team leader didn't have the guts to complain about the time difference between himself and the boss, he followed the order conscientiously, completed the task quickly and well, and added a message - this person's Weibo is bound to our "You Listen", This is his account.

Seeing that he had logged in two days ago, Ding Sa was a little relieved, and then clicked on his fan list in the software, trying to find Yu Xin's personal homepage.

He willfully stopped updating without saying a word, and even used his power to delete all the voices. The number of fans naturally dropped sharply, and there was no news, so he couldn't leave a message to ask. He ignored all the comments on Weibo and just waited for fans to continue Looking for a new love.

Originally, it didn't take much time to go from liking this person to falling in love with that person.

Ding Sha flipped through the two pages of the fan list, and suddenly he was so blessed that he jumped directly to the last page, looking for it from the earliest time point.

Sure enough, after registering an account, the first person to follow him was the official account, and then Dou Xin, who he couldn't wait to recommend this app to.

Then, there was that familiar avatar and name.

Dou Xin's account obviously hasn't been posted for a long time.

And although Yu Xin's homepage is empty, and Ding Sha is the only one on the watch list, the right side of the profile picture shows that he has logged in briefly this morning.

Ding Sha was so surprised, he thought that Yu Xin just found out that he was playing this software by chance, he never thought that he followed him so early, he couldn't wait to know how Yu Xin found his account— - "You Listen" does not have the function of querying and finding people at all!

Under this banner, Ding Sha was finally able to speak to Yu Xin.

He pinched his fingers to calculate the time difference, guessing that Yu Xin was probably still resting, so he boldly sent a message: "Hey, hey, how did you find my "You Listen" account?"

A question mark came back quickly.

Seeing that he replied so quickly, Ding Sha felt embarrassed, made up an excuse, and asked: "I was bored looking through the fan list, and saw that you were the first few to follow me, how did you do that?!"

This time Yu Xin was silent for a long time before replying, "I'm not the first."

"The third one is already amazing. How did you find me? We didn't set up the function of finding people based on conditions in the early stage of development."

"People around."

"Huh?" Ding Sha was confused, "What people around?"

Yu Xin's input state lasted for a long time before she sent a long series of text messages.

"I passed you once and saw you were recording, so I knew "you listen". In the initial version, there is a function of querying people around. Not many people played at the beginning, and they heard you soon gone."

Ding Sha didn't quite believe it, so he opened the software and clicked the function of querying people around him. Even though he was abroad, the system still recommended more than [-] people.

Ding Sha replied dumbfoundedly: "Our software can't check the surrounding area at all, okay? Everyone is using IPs indiscriminately now, and it's not necessarily possible to tell the difference between a few hundred meters and a few kilometers."

Yu Xin replied a voice, very short, Ding Sha clicked on both sides, turned up the volume to the maximum, and finally heard clearly.

He sighed first, and then said, "This is already the fastest way to find you."

It's hard to imagine that every time Ding Sha walked into Yu Xin's line of sight, Yu Xin would rush to open the software, follow along in fear, and listen carefully to the various sounds pushed by the system.

How much effort did he spend to find Ding Sha in the crowd?

Besides, when Ding Sha was recording, he was a bit pretentious, and his voice was different from usual. If he didn't listen carefully, he would often confuse other people's voices with his own. How could Yu Xin be sure that he found Ding Sha?

The smile on Ding Sha's face deepened, and he put his lips close to the microphone, thinking that he would be closer to Yu Xin: "You don't talk anywhere!"

After waiting for a while, Yu Xin typed back: "I'm not stupid. It's past nine o'clock, let's wash up early and rest, good night."

Ding Sha turned his head and glanced at the pendulum on the wall, and it was indeed pointing to a quarter past nine. His heart was numb, and he felt that Yu Xin's tone was different tonight, and he couldn't tell anything unusual. It didn't sound like he was angry or sad. look.

He didn't even think about going to bed so early, after thinking about it, he called the team leader again.

"Hello..." Facing the feeble voice, Ding Sha chose to ignore it, "One more favor for the boss."

"Boss, please tell me—" the group leader hummed dissatisfiedly.

"I'll send you the account password. You log in to that account, and remove the two earliest fans on the list. Well... one is the official account and the other is the personal account. Don't ask why, I have my own use."

What are they used for?

Of course it's a lie!

The author has something to say: There will be another class tomorrow, two days in a row, not necessarily on weekends.