Pat Me Please

Yu Zhou paused, and unconsciously swiped his thumb twice on the screen.

But he was not in a hurry to quit to see the new followers. He just closed this private message and continued to read the next one.

As if the private message had been agreed upon, three or four messages popped up at once.

Sherlock Holmes type: "It's "The Shrine"! Isn't it! Chai Chai, the main character of "The Shrine" is singing, isn't it!"

See through everything: "Chai Chai, I understand. Push glasses.jpg."

Yu Zhou's pen name is "Eight Great Imperial Envoys", which is very masculine, but he writes Lily novels. Old readers called her "Chacha" because it was too easy to be pronounced as "Chacha", and later became "Chai Chai".

Yu Zhou laughed, what do you know, you know.

Then close the private message interface, enter the personal homepage, and open the fan list.

The pure blue profile picture is very eye-catching, and Su Chang doesn't have a screen name, so he is called Su Chang.

Don't change your name when you go, don't change your surname when you sit down, Su Chang is the most open-minded person she has ever met. in this regard.

The four words below the name are "no profile", and the bottom is from the "personal homepage".

From the way of following, it can be concluded that Su Chang first searched her ID, browsed her Weibo, and then followed her.

Yu Zhou is actually smart and careful, but her cleverness and carefulness are always used in such boring places.

The thumb swiped and pulled two or three times, and added a few fake movements. It seemed that when he clicked "Follow" on the right side, it was especially calm and calm, as if his hands were slippery.

Seeing the four gray words "Follow each other" appear, Yu Zhou entered Su Chang's homepage logically.

Wow, the number of fans has already exceeded one million. It is not on the top, but scrolling down, there are three or four posts in a row, all of which are open. It took about two or three days to get one post, and it was long overdue to even retweet the drama post.

Looking at her follow list again, she only followed 49, and the one at the top, called "Eight Great Imperial Envoys", only had more than 2,000 followers, not even a member of Weibo.

It is incompatible with the long list of celebrities whose profiles are "actor", or "director", or "Three Tones Studio".

What a shame, Yu Zhou wants to buy some noodles.

The truth is, before she even asked how to buy fans, the number of fans changed from 2 to 3. Thanks to Su's attention, Yu Zhou's fans grew faster than his purchases.

Yu Zhou's mood was very complicated, and after a few strokes, he realized that this strange emotion was called sarcasm.

Back then when she and Su Chang slept in the same bed, the two of them were strangers on all social platforms, and even she dared not use Su Chang's account for listening to songs.

And they finally got close to each other after they broke up.

Unconsciously press and hold the screen, pull it down, and flick it again. I thought some news would pop up, but suddenly I saw the "new follower" with the pure blue avatar post a Weibo.

"The weather is great."

Four words with a full stop, published 1 minute ago, very exaggerated, almost 1000 comments in an instant.

Click to comment.

Quick-sighted type: "1."

Unbelievable type: "The sofa is me???"

Be courteous and respectful: "Mr. Su is good. Hugs with love.jpg"

Very funny type: "It turns out that singing will post original Weibo. Funny.jpg"

互联网未婚先育型：“啊啊啊啊啊啊，我的宝！你终于出现了，你是不是要急死妈妈，呜呜呜呜。”

I saw one or two mentions of Yu Zhou sporadically.

"Hey, Mr. Su, I saw your attention, didn't you..."

Yu Zhou's hair stood on end in an instant. She didn't know why, but anyway, the hairs stood on end.

Fortunately, this comment was drowned out in the blink of an eye, very inconspicuous.

Yu Zhou exited, and then scrolled down to see the "Good morning" he posted a few hours ago, 15 comments, which is already a lot.

Sliding up again, Su Chang did not move, nor did he reply to any comments.

There is no explanation for paying attention to her.

Look, this is Su Chang, never guessing, always close.

Always, give you one candy, and then, just give you one candy.

There is no why, no motivation, no trajectory of any behavior, and she never shares her thoughts.

Whether you taste sweetness or sourness in sugar, she doesn't expect your feedback.

Deserves to be looked up to.

"You seem a little sad." A voiceless voice came from her ear, pulling her back to reality.

Yu Zhou turned her face to look at Xiang Wan who was concerned. The sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows jumped out of her hair. She was sitting upright, like an eternally elegant kitten.

Even Shui Lingling's eyes are very similar, with large pupils, like black gemstones.

Yu Zhou thought that it is difficult to see such eyes now, probably because there were no electronic products in ancient times, and their eyes were well protected, always clear and clean, and not deformed at all.

"Yeah, I'm so sad." Yu Zhou leaned on the armrest with his body crooked, "I'm so sad."

"What is it called, mush?"

"That's it, nobodycares. It's that, whatever you do, even if you run naked in the street, and someone mentions it, it's—who cares?"

"bare…"

"Run naked."

"Miss Yu, you have such a habit." Xiang Wan tucked the corners of his mouth with a complicated expression.

"I didn't!" Yu Zhou sat upright and stared at her, "Metaphor, do you understand the metaphor?"

"That is to say, you have written a lot of things with great effort, but no one read them. From morning to night, 3 comments are amazing. Can you understand that kind of loneliness, that kind of loneliness, that kind of loneliness? in this way."

Xiang Wan thought in embarrassment: "My sister's and my boudoir's calligraphy has always been worth a lot of money."

Yu Zhou laughed angrily: "You are awesome."

She leaned on the armrest again: "You are all good, I am a rookie, okay."

"vegetable…"

…

…

Yu Zhou stared at her, seeing that she only said one word, he dragged on a long tone and said nothing more.

So Yu Zhou narrowed his eyes: "Xiang Wan, I found that you are also quite bad."

"Um?"

"You are used to saying one word, and I will explain it to you, so you are lazy now and only say one word."

Xiang Wan bent the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and lowered his head gracefully.

"Actually, Miss Yu is very powerful."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it."

Xiang Wan narrated: "Calling the wind and rain, cooking eggs with bare hands, taking the soul and sound, and changing shape and shadow."

hiss…

"Don't be so nasty, modern people know this." Yu Zhou was a little embarrassed.

"I've never seen anyone else before, but in the hot summer now, the coolness of the room is brought by the girl, so Ah Wan is grateful." Xiang Wan smiled.

Is she... comforting herself?

Yu Zhou flashed his eyes. Thank you, ass, she has been teasing this girl like a monkey, and always trying to scare her.

A-wan, A-wan, these two words are a bit pretentious at first, but when they come out of Xiang Wan's mouth, they sound very pleasant.

Yu Zhou felt a little guilty and decided to treat her better.

Ask her: "I forgot to ask you, do you want to go back?"

"Naturally." Xiang Wan's eyes darkened, it's not suitable to stay in a foreign land for a long time.

"That…"

"However, I thought about it all night and watched the stage all day, and I understood a lot. Everything in the world has its own destiny. Once it comes, it will be at ease. Just wait."

"Waiting for what?"

Xiang Wan wasn't sure, but she still smiled peacefully: "I might go back when the next thunderstorm strikes. At that time, I will keep all my pearls and hairpins as... food expenses."

"Too, too precious." Yu Zhou said.

"It's not precious, and it's a kind, warm, low-key, just and awe-inspiring good man."

Said to Wan.