[Tomb Raiders] A Couple Made in Heaven

On, I feel that I have a clear conscience.I don’t know what kind of person I am now in your mind. If you think I’ve changed, become commercial, or utilitarian, please explain in detail, and don’t negate all my hard work and hard work so easily and abstractly. "

He even posted a separate post: "As for the connotation, I know I can't ask everyone to understand me and understand me, but I hope you don't jump to conclusions without looking into it. So far, I have completely understood what I have encountered. There are really too few people, and the one who can understand is unwilling to let me understand."

Wu Xie finished typing "crackling" and clicked to publish without hesitation.He let out a long breath, suddenly feeling refreshed.At this time, Q齤Q called out.

Fatty: "Wu Xie, what are you doing!"

Wu Xie: "Hey, the fat man hasn't slept so late?"

Fatty: "Fortunately it's so late! Fortunately, you fat man, I'm still up!"

Wu Xie: "What? Are there late-night benefits?"

Fatty: "Bless your size! What have you been thinking recently?! Look at what you posted just now!"

Fatty: "What are you doing? Are you taking readers out and hanging them on the wall? Do you think you can be so domineering because you are Xie Yuhua? What's more, you are not in the same situation at all! It's not your first day of writing, Don't you know what others will say about you?"

Fatty: "Fortunately, there are not many people in the early hours of the morning. Before there is any negative impact, delete it quickly! You understand how to deal with the aftermath? I said that if you are really so aggrieved, at least the whole trumpet will be fired again? I said Naive, can you just let the fat man save me from worrying?"

☆, 44

Fatty's words were like a basin of ice water being poured from the top of his head, and Wu Xie, who felt very passionate just now, gave a jolt.

yes!What was he thinking about!How can you forward the reader's hang up!Really dizzy!

Wu Xie quickly opened Weibo.Fortunately, there are not many people now, and the forwarding volume of long-form articles is often not very high.He decisively deleted the two Weibo posts just now.

Then he sent a private message to the original po: "Hello. I am very sorry that my irrational forwarding has caused you a lot of unnecessary trouble. Here I sincerely apologize and hope you can forgive me. You can tell me what you do.”

Then he edited a new Weibo: "The two postings just now are too irrational, delete them. I have already apologized to the original post, and I am also here to say sorry, but I will not post it to avoid causing trouble to the original post. .Your suggestions and opinions are the driving force for me to move forward. Even if it is criticism, I am willing to accept it. I hope everyone can continue to supervise me to do better in writing. Today is my mistake, I am really sorry.”

After doing this, Wu Xie let go of his heart hanging in the air.He felt himself covered in cold sweat, and said slowly as if he was exhausted: "Fatty, thank you very much."

Fatty: "Oh, it's all right. By the way, what's the matter with you recently? I haven't seen you like this before during the Shura period. Could it be that the deadline for writing has caught up with your menstrual period?"

Wu Xie: "Get out! You're just on your period! The reason is very complicated, let's talk about it next time, I'm going to sleep."

Because Wu Xie handled it quickly and with a good attitude, these two Weibo posts did not cause any serious consequences.Although some people took screenshots saying that he attacked book fans, but that was only a minority, and Wu Xie was mentally prepared.Even if this happened so peacefully.

However, Fatty's words still remained in Wu Xie's mind, and even took root and sprouted and thrived.

Wu Xie decided to build a trumpet.

Just do it.He found an old mailbox and recreated an account, took a random name, added all his friends, and added some people who were too big to follow (such as Mr. Cang—although Wu Xie is homosexual, But this does not prevent him from admiring Mr. Cang, who is both virtuous and artistic).He didn't tell anyone about this number, he only used it as his personal secret base.

Wu Xie opened Zhang Qiling's Weibo, jumped to the last page, and browsed one by one.

Like a real fan, he expressed his admiration and admiration in every Weibo post of Dumb Zhang—this is what he has always wanted to do.

"I especially like the monologue in this issue! The timing of the pauses in the middle is amazing! There is also a stumble and a cough, all great!"

"Although there are only a few supporting roles in this drama, it is still very brilliant~ The words I said before I died, the content is so old-fashioned, but it is so touching! This character has a special charm in your hands~"

"No matter what these people think, I will always support you! Dumb Zhang Saigao! Come on~ Don't pay attention to these people."

These words can only be spoken frankly and without burden through this trumpet.

"really like you."

Ever since he had a trumpet, Wu Xie seldom used Sekigen's account again—how could he go back to the prison after having tasted the taste of freedom?He almost unscrupulously commented and forwarded, and this almost crazy behavior relieved his anxiety of rushing to the manuscript to some extent.

Wu Xie often comments on Weibo of some friends as a fan.For example, the update of fat people, the nympho for Xie Yuhua, or the righteous indignation for Xiuxiu.

Xiuxiu is indeed the well-deserved "queen of topics", and there are so many people pinching her for no reason.

On this day, Xiuxiu retweeted another Weibo: "From the beginning, I couldn't understand XX's style of painting, and I couldn't understand why so many people like her. Moreover, this person is very self-righteous, as if he is someone. Only I know how to draw some lousy themes, but I haven’t improved for so long, how dare I set the price of the book so high?”

Xiuxiu replied: "I set the price of the book, but I never forced anyone to buy my book. If you don't think it's worth it, you don't have to buy it. I don't mind."

Wu Xie sneered, and reposted: "I just can't understand Yuan Po's mentality at all, okay? I didn't like XX at the beginning, but I can still follow her all the time, knowing what themes she draws and whether she has made progress—could it be Is this the so-called deformed love?"

After typing this sentence, he turned off Weibo, washed up and went to bed.Wu Xie never thought that the trumpet would receive several ATs and comments after waking up the next day—after all, no one else knew about this account.

"I posted it on my Weibo for my friends to see. Your big self is showing your glass heart. Why, you group of stupid fans are going to bite me again? Okay, we don't have so many fans, let you guys explain."

Wu Xie read this paragraph back and forth several times, and the corners of her mouth became higher and higher.He took this repost and the previous original blog, himself and Xiuxiu's reposts into a picture, and wrote a paragraph in red letters on a black background at the end of the picture.

He tapped the keyboard loudly, but the expression on his face was calm.

"Heh, if you dare to post it, you don't dare to be retweeted? Post it on your own Weibo? Can this kind of name-named Weibo be considered private? Don't be "little transparent" or "big" all day long. Little transparent You have the right to speak nonsense? Da Da deserves to swallow your anger? You are wronged because you spout blood? I speak for XX, and I am an idiot who bites people? You are the one who hangs up. What happened to Little Transparent? Are you still proud?"

These words are so sharp and mean that it doesn't seem like Wu Xie would say them.

However, he only felt that the blood in his body was almost boiling. He seemed to have finally found an outlet to vent out all the dissatisfaction and irritability accumulated in the past few days or even the past few years.

The trumpet is like a mask that can block other people's sight.No one would know that such words were spoken by Sekine, and no one would criticize his actions—what a relief!

Wu Xie was almost obsessed with this feeling.

When posting this Weibo, Wu Xie was already mentally prepared to be pinched by many people.But to his surprise, even Xiuxiu reposted this Weibo.

"Actually, the fans are the ones who feel the most sorry every time something like this happens—being called a fan of brains, being forced to lower their IQ and pinch others, and reasoning with a group of people who don't understand logic... It's really hard for you, thank you for your journey. Support. The girl on the right couldn’t be more right, thank you very much.”

Wu Xie looked at the word "girl" with a dark face, but decided not to remind her that she was a man...

Ever since Xiuxiu retweeted this Weibo, the number of comments and retweets has been on the rise. Most of them express their support and approval, but there are also those who oppose and scold.Wu Xie simply didn't look at any of them, out of sight and out of mind.

Soon, he knew that it was not the most shocking thing that this Weibo was reposted by Xiuxiu - because Zhang Qiling also reposted it.Of course, he transferred from Xiuxiu.

"You only need to say one thing to this kind of person-"show me the qualifications to talk to me", don't pay attention to it, it's just a clown."

Although dumb Zhang always speaks coldly, he rarely criticizes anyone so harshly.What's more, even if he became more active after getting to know Sekine, such trivial matters still haven't reached the point where he is worthy of speaking out.

——It seems that dumb Zhang has been quite angry recently.

This is what the onlookers think, but what Wu Xie sees is only the gap between the two of them.

What he dared not do, Zhang Qiling did it; what he dared to say with a trumpet, Zhang Qiling directly uttered it with a trumpet.

Wu Xie was almost ashamed.At the same time, there is also an inexplicable pride - look, this is the person I fancy.

This pride is mixed with bitterness and helplessness.

The more I admire you, the sadder I am, the more I like you, the more desperate I am.

——What a beautiful feeling.

☆, 45

Wu Xie never played the trumpet again.

Since Zhang Qiling posted that sentence, he no longer uses the trumpet - he thinks it's really meaningless.Playing trumpet is nothing more than a cowardly escape in the final analysis, Wu Xie doesn't want to deceive himself anymore.

He used Guan Gen's account to retweet Zhang Qiling's Weibo as proof of his comeback, and at the same time expressed condolences to Xiuxiu.

Wu Xie: "You're in trouble again. This time dumb Zhang stood up for you, do you feel honored?"

Xiuxiu: "|||...Don't you think, every time I get pinched, he will support me?"

Wu Xie: "Yes! It makes sense!"

Xiuxiu: "Actually, it's because you got involved every time before~ so this time he spoke before you said anything, I'm still very flattered..."

Wu Xie: "..."

Xiuxiu: "It sounds like I was looking for you~"

Wu Xie: "Huh?"

Xiuxiu: "Will you go to Xie Yuchen and bring me something?"

Wu Xie: "Huh? Why didn't he bring it to you? Are you having trouble?"

Xiuxiu: "You're just making trouble...he's not free, you otaku have the most free time, so let's just leave~"

Wu Xie: "Your brother, I want to rush the draft!"

Xiuxiu: "Oh, I'm stuck at home all day without inspiration~ Go out for a walk to change your mood, it will be more efficient~ Brother Wu Xie, I know you are the best~~~"

Wu Xie: "|||All right, all right, I'm afraid of you..."

It seems that I seldom go out recently, and I really should go outside to get some fresh air.Wu Xie looked at the time, and it happened to be time for Xiao Hua to have lunch.

Xie Yuchen was really busy, he tossed his meal card to Wu Xie, and didn't even have time to lift his head, "Here, go to the cafeteria to eat by yourself. Send the card back to Master later, and then take Xiuxiu's package."

Wu Xie replied helplessly, "Cha."

After finishing his lunch, he borrowed Yuchen's car and drove to S University.Wu Xie and Xiuxiu made an appointment to meet at the cafe near the back door of S University. When he entered, Xiuxiu was already waiting at the table.

"This way, this way~" Xiuxiu waved to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie took off her coat and sat opposite her, and pushed a small but heavy package towards Xiuxiu, "Why didn't the courier deliver it directly to your school? I remember that the delivery room can also sign for it, right?"

Xiuxiu said: "It's just because the reception room signed for it. Some cheap things can still be sent here, but expensive things that need to be unpacked and inspected in person can't be used. They can only be sent to Xie Yuchen. My parcel is in his place." It’s been several days, but he’s not available yet, and I’m in a hurry to ask for it, so I have to ask you~”

Wu Xie nodded, absently holding the spoon and stirring the coffee that Xiuxiu had ordered for him.

"What's the matter, girl," Xiuxiu tilted her head to look at him, "What's on your mind?"

Wu Xie smiled helplessly, "What girl? Don't talk nonsense."

Xiuxiu pretended to be innocent, "Take yourself a look in the mirror, you can write boudoir poems with your current appearance."

Wu Xie unconsciously raised his hand and touched his face, "So obvious? Cough, Xiuxiu, let me ask you a question."

Xiuxiu sat upright, as if listening attentively.

"When Xiaohua confessed to you, how did you feel?"

Xiuxiu obviously didn't expect to hear this question, she was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the coffee cup in front of her, and said unnaturally: "Huh? How are you feeling? I'm just... very happy."

"Then—if he keeps refusing to confess his love to you, what will you do?"

Xiuxiu looked directly at Wu Xie this time, "Well... I never thought about it. Maybe I will take the initiative to tell him after I graduate?"

Wu Xie was a little surprised and puzzled, "Graduation? Why wait until graduation?"

Xiuxiu said: "I can't say it's good, I just feel it, maybe it's not certain."

Wu Xie was thoughtful, "Graduation...it's too far away..." Seeing Xiuxiu's curious eyes, he hurriedly said, "Uh, don't think too much, I'll just ask, just ask Ask." In fact, what he said was useless, and Xiuxiu must have guessed that it was related to Zhang Qiling.

Sure enough, Xiuxiu easily let him go, "Okay. Then I'll go back to school first, and I'll treat you to dinner next time. You can sit down again, or... go for a walk in the school, maybe you can meet some acquaintances by chance? After finishing speaking, she winked at Wu Xie and left with her scarf.

Who do you meet?

Wu Xie propped his head and thought for a while, instead of going to the campus to try his luck, he might as well go directly to Zhang Qiling's apartment, anyway, he has the key.

He made a quick decision, and before he regretted it, he called out the text message Zhang Qiling sent him, with the address written on it.

The neighborhood was really close, and it took only 5 minutes to walk there from the back door. Wu Xie quickly stood at the door of Zhang Qiling's house.He knocked hopelessly on the door, and as expected, there was no one.So he took out the brand new key given to him by the black glasses and opened the door.

Wu Xie took a rough look around the apartment. It was not big, even smaller than his own. There were few things and the decoration was simple. It didn't look like he was going to live there all the time.But Wu Xie knew that this was Zhang Qiling's style.

Sitting on the sofa and hesitating for a while, Wu Xie didn't tell Zhang Qiling that he was coming after all, maybe he wanted to surprise him (actually Wu Xie wasn't sure if it was a surprise for Zhang Qiling).

After a few minutes, Wu Xie couldn't sit still anymore. Seeing that it was still early, he decided to simply go to the supermarket to see if he could buy some food and cook dinner.

In the refrigerated area, Wu Xie had a whim and bought a big bone - he naturally doesn't know how to make soup, but now that the Internet is so developed, what kind of dishes can't be found?He can learn!Worried that Zhang Qiling didn't have a pot, Wu Xie picked a casserole that was said to be of good quality and went back.

After entering the kitchen, Wu Xie searched for the recipe of bone soup, put the mobile phone on the stove next to it, and strictly followed the steps on the Internet, making a little and reading one.

It was nearly six o'clock when the soup was finally ready.

Wu Xie opened the lid of the pot, and the water vapor rushed in.The soup turned into an attractive milky white color. He took a sip, and although it was not as good as Mama Wu's cooking, at least it was still drinkable.

He nodded in satisfaction and took out his phone.He had already figured out that if Zhang Qiling would come back in a while, he would wait for him here; if Zhang Qiling would stay for a long time, then he would warm the soup with a small fire and leave by himself——Zhang Qiling found the pot of bone soup when he came back. Must be very surprised, right?

Wu Xie dialed Zhang Qiling's number: "Hello? Brother, where are you?"

Zhang Qiling's voice sounded a bit vague, "I'm in... R City."

Wu Xie almost thought he heard it wrong, "What? City R?"

"Ah."

"What are you doing there?" Wu Xie felt her voice become sharper.

"Go to an academic forum with the tutor, this morning's plane."

Wu Xie's eyes fell on the pot of soup unconsciously, not knowing what expression he had now.

"You were still talking to me last night, was it difficult to tell me about a sentence?" Wu Xie said softly and slowly, "Zhang Qiling, I really don't understand you."

The author has something to say: I have been in a hurry recently, there was only one update yesterday, so today there will be three updates~_~

☆, 46

Wu Xie didn't know what state he and Zhang Qiling were in at present.

cold war?separate?

But if they have never been together, how can they talk about breaking up in the cold war?

Wu Xie suddenly thought of a weird scene - he was clinging to a flower, tearing off the petals piece by piece, what others said was "like me, don't like me", but he murmured "It's a breakup, it's not a breakup" ".How ridiculous?

That day, he and Zhang Qiling finished the last sentence, and hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to explain.Zhang Qiling quickly sent a text message: "Come back in a week, let's talk face to face."

Wu Xie stared at these words and twitched the corners of her mouth, and put the phone aside.Then he drank half of the pot of soup by himself, and couldn't drink the remaining half, so he just threw it away.

He has always behaved calmly—driving home calmly, taking a shower calmly, turning on his computer, and sitting down to write a manuscript calmly.

I don't know if it's because people who are emotionally frustrated are more inspired. Even though Wu Xie's creations are not romantic novels, he writes them very smoothly, and his writing is full of ideas.

He simply cut off all contact with the outside world, turned off his mobile phone, and even stopped accessing Weibo, and devoted himself to writing for nearly 20 hours a day.The next afternoon, Xie Yuchen couldn't find him, so he had to come to the door in person, and was directly shocked by Wu Xie's look of confusion, frustration and fighting spirit.

Xie Yuchen thought it over and said, "Wu Xie, I know that those writers—or literary and artistic workers, who have made great achievements will not be mentally normal. But I think you are already in a very high position now. You need to make yourself like this again..."

Wu Xie rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Who's mentally abnormal? The young master is very normal, but he's just working hard to finish the draft, can't he?"

Xie Yuchen said: "Come on, which time did you claim to work hard to quit the Internet before the deadline, and which time did you really do it? I don't know you yet? Tell me, what stimulated you?"

"No……"

"Zhang Qi Ling?"

"..."

Xie Yuchen sighed, "It really is him."

Wu Xie didn't want to talk too much, and said: "It's nothing. By the way, don't you have a lot of things to do every day? How come you come here when you have time?"

Xie Yuchen was stunned, "Oh! I'm here to get the car! It's okay for you to turn off the phone, at least bring the car back to Grandpa first!"

Wu Xie also had an expression that just came to mind, "Yes, I forgot yesterday! I'm sorry, but you have to come and get it yourself."

Xie Yuchen stretched out his hand and lightly patted his shoulder, "I still said it was nothing, I'm so dizzy. Well, I won't tell you too much, let Xiuxiu enlighten you when the time comes."

Wu Xie said helplessly: "You can go first."

Another person who was frightened was Wu Xie's editor, Wang Meng.

Five days later, when Wu Xie received all the manuscripts that Wu Xie voluntarily handed in, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Mengmeng: "Are you Guan Gen?"

Wu Xie: "...Yes."

Mengmeng: "You haven't been hacked, have you?"

Wu Xie: "...No."

Mengmeng: "You wrote this yourself?"

Wu Xie: "...Yes."

Mengmeng: "I understand that you are under a lot of pressure and have a lot of tasks, but after all, you can't go in a crooked way. Once you try, you will be lost! If you feel that time is tight, I can give you a few days, don't let it go!"

Wu Xie: "...I said I wrote it myself, okay!!!"

Mengmeng: "Ah? Oh, oh. What... have you been stimulated recently?"

Wu Xie: "So why are you both saying this?! Am I behaving so abnormally?!"

Mengmeng: "Yes."

Wu Xie: "..."

Mengmeng: "However, your abnormality is what the people love to see, so man, please be more abnormal in the future!"

Wu Xie: "Seeing you say that, I'm not comforted, okay?"

Mengmeng: "Okay, I'm going to read the manuscript. By the way, let me tell you in advance that this time, the promotion of "Seven Days in Qionghai" probably needs you to be on camera, and there are signings and so on. Get ready. "

Wu Xie: "Understood, hurry up|||"

What Wu Xie never expected was that the next day, he saw the same sentence again.

Aning: "Boss, it is said... you have been a little stimulated recently?"

Wu Xie: "...I'm powerless [wiping sweat"]

Ah Ning: "Actually, I am a spy sent by Xiuxiu and I am also a bosom sister. If there is anything, maybe you can talk to me, and I promise not to spread it to the third ear."

These days, day and night, Wu Xie almost forgot what kind of emotional problems he was still in, and almost forgot that Zhang Qiling was coming back soon—he said they had a face-to-face talk.

To be honest, he really needs someone to listen to him and analyze the situation for him.Compared to Xiuxiu (Wu Xie would never have the face to discuss such "girlish concerns" with a little girl), Ah Ning is obviously a better candidate.Although he was not very familiar with her, it made him let go, and Wu Xie believed in Aning's character, and she would not go out and talk nonsense.

That being the case—

Wu Xie: "Who is my "stimulus" about? Presumably even if Xiuxiu didn't tell you, you should have already guessed it?"

Ah Ning: "Well. Although I may not have a good relationship with the blind man and the dumb Zhang, but after working together for so many years, I still have a certain understanding of him. Even if I can't give you effective advice to enlighten you, I will hold back my heart It will be good for you to tell the story. Just treat me like a tree hole."

Wu Xie: "Thank you for caring about me so much~ Then... let me briefly talk about the time when we lived together..."

Wu Xie began to recall bit by bit what happened not long ago.This is not only for Aning to narrate what happened, but also for Wu Xie himself to sort out the relationship between him and Zhang Qiling.

He meticulously recreated every scene in his mind at that time, hoping to find more evidence in it—to prove that Zhang Qiling really liked him and wanted to be with him, or to prove that Zhang Qiling only had a little bit for him. It feels like he's taking it too seriously.

Wu Xie: "... and then I went home. I have been retreating and rushing to draft the manuscript for the next few days, and I just delivered the manuscript yesterday..."

Ah Ning: "Please allow me to sigh a little-boss, you have already submitted the manuscript!!!"

Ah Ning: "Okay, let's get back to the topic. Then your problem now is that you don't understand what dumb Zhang thinks. You think he doesn't treat you as a lover, so he doesn't feel safe?"

Wu Xie: "Well... the main reason is that he can't understand him at all. He keeps everything in his heart and doesn't say anything, and there is no expression on his face..."

Ah Ning: "Well, actually, I saw those two Weibo posts you posted that morning~ It means that no one understands you, even if someone understands you, you don't understand him - this is the dumb Zhang, right?"

Wu Xie: "..."

Aning: "But have you ever thought that maybe he doesn't understand you as well as you think?"

☆, 47

Wu Xie: "...what do you mean?"

Ah Ning: "That is to say... Do you think that Zhang Qiling understands you very well, he knows what you think, what you will do, and he can easily grasp you? So you think that the two of you are not in the same position in the relationship. equality?"

Wu Xie didn't answer.But he knew in his heart, yes.

A Ning: "So, have you ever thought about another possibility? Maybe he doesn't know you as well as you imagined, maybe he is not as confident as you imagined, maybe he will also waver and feel uneasy, maybe He is also worried about how you feel?"

Wu Xie stared blankly at the screen, he never thought of this possibility.

Ah Ning: "You also said that he has a paralyzed face and doesn't talk much, so is he also hiding his nervousness and bewilderment? Will he have the same mood as you?"

Wu Xie: "...I, I don't know..."

Aning: "Boss, have you ever been in a relationship before?"

Wu Xie: "Uh... I don't know if it counts..."

That was when I was just in college.There was a roommate in the same dormitory who got very close to him, unknowingly they reached the point of solving each other's needs, and then alienated inexplicably.Wu Xie is still unable to define that unclear relationship. Perhaps the greatest significance of this matter is to help him recognize his own sexual orientation?

A Ning: "In any case, the dumb Zhang said that he has never liked anyone before, so he obviously has no experience in love. According to your description, most of the ambiguity between you two before the kiss was caused by him. I also think you two Of the two, he's going to be the one who takes the initiative."

Aning: "However, he doesn't know how to maintain and manage this relationship well. Of course, maybe you don't know how to do it. But the continuation of the relationship requires the joint efforts of two people. If you don't ask, he will even Not to mention, it naturally developed into this situation.”

Aning: "What's more, he is still a person with not too high an EQ—have I ever said that?"

Wu Xie: "I seem to have a little impression..."

Aning: "He is definitely a genius in dubbing, and his grasp of character and tone are impeccable; but in terms of relatively delicate emotions, he can't be so perfect. Because in his own personality, The proportion of rationality is definitely far higher than that of sensibility.”

Aning: "And you are angry with him now, maybe he doesn't know what you are angry at all. Don't let him guess your mind, this emotional idiot can't guess... just say what you think, otherwise you two Hold on, sooner or later you will have to suffocate to death. Mute Zhang is unlikely to confide in you, so you are the only one to do this kind of thing."

A Ning: "This is my analysis of Dumb Zhang based on my own understanding. It may not be so accurate. You can refer to it. Then, boss, what about yourself? You have asked yourself carefully, what do you want? What exactly is it, and why didn’t you explain it to him?”

Wu Xie: "You...let me think..."

Ah Ning: "Well, think about it carefully and slowly. After you think it through, the matter will definitely be resolved perfectly ~ Young Master, come on!"

Wu Xie: "Well, thank you so much for today."

Ah Ning: "No, no, no. It is the common wish of the people that you two can be happy!"

Wu Xie couldn't help but smiled, then stopped the smile and sighed softly.He took out a cigarette from the drawer, lit it and took a deep breath.

In fact, he seldom smokes, and only smokes once in a while when he is irritable or depressed—in the past, it was often when he encountered a bottleneck in writing.

Wu Xie read Aning's words again.

Really?Is he too blind, blindly thinking that Zhang Qiling knows everything?

Yes, at that time, I was restless every day, trying to figure out Zhang Qiling's psychology, so would the other party be in the same situation?He is also confused, is he not confident enough?

I have always complained that he didn't speak clearly, but why did I say it clearly, or even just ask "what do you think?"

If Zhang Qiling's choice of silence is due to his personality, what about himself?

Wu Xie, what are you afraid of?

Wu Xie extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, got up, and then simply fell on the bed facing the ceiling.He raised his hand to cover his eyes, also blocking the light.

I finally had to face my own heart.

The reason why I never said "like" out of my mouth, in the final analysis, is just too timid and selfish.

Even if he likes Zhang Qiling so much that he can't extricate himself, Wu Xie can't completely trust him, trust this relationship, and trust himself.

Everyone has low self-esteem.Wu Xie is not confident that if he confesses, Zhang Qiling will definitely answer "I like you too".As long as there is still a trace of uncertainty, it is impossible for him to speak.Fear of being rejected, afraid of being hurt, afraid of losing, there are too many things to be afraid of, and each pile has become an obstacle.

Although he has never clearly agreed with it, Wu Xie actually believes in that one-sided statement - first, the person he likes is more likely to be hurt.It was a kind of psychological weakness, as if I had stood in a humble position from the beginning.

——I can be humble in front of anyone, but you can't; I'm not afraid of being betrayed by thousands of people, but I don't want to be hurt by you.

Of course Wu Xie didn't want to be hurt.

This is far from a matter of face and self-esteem, but a game between two people who like each other who hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred.I like you, hurt you, and hurt myself.

So, saying that Zhang Qiling never made it clear to himself, saying that he never knew what Zhang Qiling was thinking, didn't they all say that he was covering up his unspeakable mentality?

Wu Xie, Wu Xie, you are really terrible.

Sitting back in front of the computer again, Wu Xie right-clicked on Zhang Qiling's profile picture to view the chat history.

More than half a year, hundreds of pages.

Wu Xie doesn't know how many chat records Zhang Qiling has with others, but he can be sure that it is far less than himself.Aning said that maybe Zhang Qiling didn't understand himself as he imagined, and he was not as sure as he imagined.Does that mean that when typing these words, the other party was also full of longing and apprehension?Wouldn't Zhang Qiling be nervously looking forward to what he would say next?Did the unnaturalness of these days also make him restless?

Fingers rubbed the scroll wheel slowly, turning back page by page.Wu Xie seemed to be watching a movie in reverse, he witnessed himself and Zhang Qiling returning to the time when they first met.

At that time, Wu Xie felt that dumb Zhang was a mysterious and indifferent person, and he was unpredictable.However, after more than half a year, I still said the words "I really don't understand you".

Hundreds of pages of chat records, Zhang Qiling has given him so many opportunities that others dare not even think about, but she still doesn't understand him.Wu Xie, do you not understand, or have you not tried hard to understand?

Obviously wanting to bring him laughter and warmth, obviously wanting to be by his side all the time, how much can you really do?

Even Wu Xie said "I really don't understand you", who else would understand Zhang Qiling?

This person's loneliness and loneliness are clearly seen in his eyes, why can't he be more brave and fearless?

Wu Xie felt extremely heartbroken at this moment, he hated himself, and felt even more distressed by Zhang Qiling.

He almost wanted to call Zhang Qiling immediately, but luckily his reason hadn't completely run away.He calmed down and sent a text message: "Brother, are you coming back tomorrow? What time is the plane, I'll pick you up? Let's go home and have a face-to-face meeting?"

Zhang Qiling replied quickly: "No, I'll come by myself. Just wait for me."

The author has something to say: this article will end after the two exchange their thoughts with each other. It should be the end of Chapter 50, but there will be a special episode.

☆, 48

Zhang Qiling's plane should arrive in the afternoon, but Wu Xie woke up early in the morning.

He didn't sleep well last night, and his mind was full of thoughts about what to say when he saw Zhang Qiling.How should he express his thoughts, what tone should he use in every sentence... The more he thought about it, the more nervous he became, and the more excited he became, how could he still fall asleep?

After waking up, Wu Xie started to prepare his lines again, he even opened a document on the computer to make a draft!When he realized what he was doing, Wu Xie closed the window in deep shame, buried his face in his face for a long time—what the hell are you crazy about!

Wu Xie didn't calm down until he opened the window on the balcony and let the cold wind blow for a while.In fact, he knew very well that it was meaningless to think about what to say now, because everything he had prepared after meeting Zhang Qiling could be overturned easily.It would be nice to be able to keep your composure then, he thought.

Even so, Wu Xie couldn't help imagining all the possibilities of Zhang Qiling.