don't you regret

Chapter 31 Because

"Let's play some background music." Zhuang Song finally remembered the necessary skills to be an anchor.

I just said that I felt something was missing in the live broadcast room.

"What song do you want to listen to?" Zhuang Song asked 0067, "I will give you a lucky audience benefit."

0067 reported a song title.

"Hey, you have really good taste." Zhuang Song was a little surprised, "This is my favorite song."

In a certain year's x cloud music year-end list, he listened to this song thousands of times a year.At that time, I took a screenshot to show Gu Yi, and then watched Gu Yi add this song to the playlist.

-[Flower]

Zhuang Song chose that song and put it on, and then said, "Another one?"

0067 then reported another song title.

Coincidentally, Zhuang Song also likes that song.

Johnny added that song to the playlist, "Again?"

0067 reported another one.This time, Zhuang Song didn't like it anymore, he had never heard it before, the name was a bitter love song.

Zhuang Song searched this song from the music library and added it to the list, "If you say another song that I like to listen to, I have to suspect that we know each other in reality."

-[cute]

After putting on the background music, Zhuang Song continued to play the game and stopped chatting. It is very difficult for the support position to be the first in the national server, so he can stay one more day if he can.

Zhuang Song listened to the bitter love song that was played until 0067 o'clock while waiting in line. The lyrics are really a must-have eo standard at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

If it was in the past, hearing this kind of song would be uncomfortable for a long time.

It can't be said that there are no waves at all, but the current waves are because of memories, I will think of the past years, the sweet and sour crush at the beginning, and the mess at the end.

It has nothing to do with that person.

but--

"I think you should stop listening to this kind of song, right?" Zhuang Song paused, "Can a broken-hearted person listen to this?"

-fine.

- Even if you don't listen, you always think about it.

Zhuang Song didn't know how to reply to such words. The simple comfort seemed pale and a little embarrassing, but it was even more strange to ignore it.

So he cut it out and used his live account to post: [感头]

He was still wearing Gu Yi's fan card, which he didn't change on purpose, because he hadn't been to Gu Yi's live broadcast room for too long, and the original level 19 brand's intimacy automatically decayed, leaving only level 16.

-Visitor 0067: [Flower]

"Don't be so sad." Zhuang Song thought for a while and said, "There is a saying that is good, bye bye, bye bye, the next one will be better, just look forward."

Strictly speaking, his emotional experience is blank, but it can also be considered as a lot of experience. After all, Gu Yi alone has brought him almost all the experiences from the first love when he was young to the passionate love to the broken love.

So there should be some comfort.

-I got you.

-But because it was my fault, I couldn't say goodbye.

"Ah..." Zhuang Song was stunned for a moment, and Gu Die's handsome yet hateful face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Of course, 0067 and Gu Yi cannot be equated, because first of all, it is impossible for Gu Yi to "break up in love" with true feelings, and it is impossible to have such a docile tone. Gu Yi will never really like someone at all.

At least "that person" won't be him.

This thought made Zhuang Song dazed for a moment. He didn't know whether to comfort the other party or seriously consider whether the other party was a scumbag. Just when the game started, he typed 0067.

-You can play.

-[Flower]

"Okay." Zhuang Song smiled, "Be happy."

This sentence turned into poisonous milk in the end. Zhuang Song knew from playing the game that 0067 couldn't be happy at all, because the background music of the whole game was all kinds of bitter love songs, some remembered the past love, and some regretted their own Mistake, three months ago, Zhuang Song could feel melancholy all night.

Zhuang Song wondered if the playback software was intentionally engaging in the 0067 mentality.

Cut out after the game, 0067 people are no longer in the room.

Those songs really had too much stamina.

Zhuang Song thought to himself, ah, what a poor hurt little boy.

0067 came back the next day and returned to normal. He still pretended to be dead when Xiao Zhou was in the live broadcast room, and talked when Xiao Zhou was not there.

Another week has passed like this, and Zhuang Song's half-term acceptance finally got feedback. The overall situation is not bad, but there are still a lot of content that needs to be revised, and since it is half-term, most of the entire project is still unfinished, and I have to go back to the laboratory. work.

He didn't have a job for a month, and he was really too ruthless, and he felt sorry for himself.

In the live broadcast room, Xiao Zhou typed to ask him.

- Brother, are you coming to the station tomorrow?

"Yes." Zhuang Song said, "Continue to run the program tomorrow."

He stretched his waist and smiled, "I haven't worked on code for a long time, so I probably won't be able to write it anymore."

- sure to pick it up soon.

-Shall we have supper together tomorrow?There is a new sour stall in the night market.

"Okay." Zhuang Song said, "Shall we go?"

- Well, I'll accompany you to Brother Xiaozhuang.

"Okay." Zhuang Song responded with a smile, not entangled in the difference between the two statements.

He continued to play games, chatting with Xiao Zhou every now and then.As usual, Xiao Zhou was off the assembly line at one o'clock. Zhuang Song was going to the freight station tomorrow, and he planned to play here as well.

Remembering that there was a silent regular audience in the live broadcast room, I said to the other party, "Are you there? I have to download the broadcast early today, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

0067, who had been playing dead just now, immediately replied:

-I saw it.Didn't your friend still say that he wants to have supper with you?

"Yeah." Zhuang Song wanted to complain about 0067 every time, and asked with a smile, "Why don't you talk when he's online, pretending to be dumb."

-He's your real friend, and I can't get in.

"It's true." Zhuang Song said, "Oh, I don't know. If you chat too, aren't we all friends?"

-Won't

"Ah?" Zhuang Song was taken aback.

- he will mind me

"What?" Zhuang Song was a little confused, "Are you kidding me?"

-No kidding, your friend obviously likes you.

Although 0067 said so, Zhuang Song didn't believe it, he laughed in surprise, Xiao Zhou has always been so enthusiastic towards him.

"Don't say that, he won't, we are good friends."

As a result, the person on the other side was particularly stubborn this time.

-real

- trust me

- I'm looking at this kind of thing now, and I'm sure when I see it.

Zhuang Song frowned, he didn't like 0067 talking about his friend like that, and the tone of the other party was very different from usual, which made him uncomfortable.

So Zhuang Song half-truthfully said: "That's my friend in reality, if you talk about this again, I will ban you."

-...

-sorry.

-[Wronged]

His tone immediately softened.

"It's okay." Zhuang Song saw that the other party had changed his attitude, so he stopped being aggressive. It's getting late and he has to go to work tomorrow, so he bid farewell to 0067, "Then I'm off, goodbye."

-Bye-Bye.

-

According to Zhuang Song's original idea, there will be occasional broadcasts in the next few days, but he didn't expect that as soon as he resumed work, heavy experimental tasks would hit his face.

Not to mention playing games, even feeding the cat and shoveling shit is carried out every day accompanied by the meowing sound of the little tabby's resentment.After finishing the work, you have to rua the kitten for a long time before you can feel that your tired mood is healed.

Entering September, the summer rainy season is over, and then the autumn rainy season is ushered in. The small town is such a city that is humid most of the time throughout the year.

The railroad tracks of the freight station were hit by raindrops, and there was a jingling sound like a xylophone.

Zhuang Song did a week's worth of recharge due to his homework, to the point where he didn't even have time to turn on the computer when he got home.High-scoring games must be played at least once a day, otherwise the score will automatically decay. Zhuang Song doesn't need to look to know that he has fallen to the first place in the national server.

He is quite indifferent about this, because he has been in the national server for more than three weeks in a row, and he has earned enough cards, not to mention a little bit of metaphysics, gains and losses, which are not all common things.

As a clerk, Xiao Zhou took on part of the logistics duties in the freight station. When Zhuang Song got busy, he helped bring breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day.

Zhuang Song gave him the money and he didn't want it, Zhuang Song forced him to give him the money, saying that he would not eat it otherwise, Xiao Zhou had no choice but to accept it.

In addition, I heard that the scorching sun said that the platform will have offline activities in a few days.

This time it was the beginning of the school season, and at a meeting on the university campus, I told Zhuang Song that it was because the address of the meeting was in Shenzhen and Hong Kong, a big city in the same province as Zhuang Song.

"Would you like to have a face-to-face meeting with you?" The scorching sun asked, "Do you have time recently?"

"It's a bit busy, but you can squeeze in time." Zhuang Song said, "Look."

The scorching sun burned my body, so I took a look, "Forget it, it's so troublesome to go to your place, there is no high-speed train, and the long-distance bus takes more than two hours and there is only the national highway, so I don't want to move."

Zhuang Song: "..."

Zhuang Song sent a series of angry beating emoticons to the scorching sun, saying, are you kidding me?

The scorching sun replied:

- Hahahahahaha.

- Waiting for you to return to Jiangzhou to treat you to dinner.

It took less than two months to return to Jiangzhou. After staying in a small town for a long time, I began to miss life in a big city.

Zhuang Song said, good.

Zhuang Song didn't pay attention to the event. He didn't have much interest in this kind of event, and of course he wouldn't stare at it. Moreover, the last offline grand ceremony was not a good memory, and he was a little resistant to the new event. .

So I'm still stuck in the lab.

It was raining that day, and Zhuang Song was still working overtime at the freight station. Xiao Zhou was in the laboratory holding a computer and watching dramas to accompany him. When he was running code, he didn't notice the passage of time, and it was past eleven o'clock by accident.

Finally finished the work, I couldn't help posting a circle of friends:

-Ah ah ah ah ah it's raining and working overtime.

"Brother, what are you going to have for supper tonight?" Xiao Zhou asked.

"Fish meal." Zhuang Song said.

After discussing it, the two went downstairs side by side. When they reached the first floor, Xiao Zhou said "Hey": "I didn't bring the umbrella, I'll get it when I go back later!"

"Well." Zhuang Song said, "The corridor is too boring, I'll go out and wait for you."

"Okay!" Xiao Zhou enthusiastically agreed.

Zhuang Song then went out alone, the street lights at night cast orange shadows in the raindrops, the small town is a rainy city, compared with Jiangzhou, it would not be so exaggerated.

Speaking of the rain, I still have some memories. When he was in college, he was adjacent to Gu Yi’s school. Whenever it rained, Gu Yi would go to the teaching building to find him and send him back to the dormitory.

In fact, the teaching building and the dormitory are not very far away, but they are on both sides of the school. Zhuang Song once forgot to bring an umbrella, and he didn’t know his classmates well. After that, Gu Yan became a manual umbrella assistant.

Now think about it, if you don't like it, don't do such things that will give people the illusion.

Zhuang Song walked out of the big iron gate of the freight station, and there was a person standing under the banyan tree at the opposite intersection. He had seen that person at the window just now. He stood there since the time when he got off work at five o'clock. He was so infatuated that he didn't know who he was waiting for.

Zhuang Song didn't think much, turned back to look inside the station, waiting for Xiao Zhou to come out, suddenly realized something, and turned around abruptly.

The person who obviously would never show up no matter what, was indeed in that position.

So much so that Zhuang Song had to rub his eyes to make sure that this was reality and not memory.

In the misty rain, Gu Yan was holding an umbrella and wearing a thin dark gray windbreaker, looking at him quietly through the dazzling light of traffic lights scattered by raindrops.

-

Zhuang Song felt his heart stopped for a moment. Although he was sure that he had no thoughts about Gu Yan, seeing this familiar face, coupled with the surprise and memories, his heart would inevitably have a wonderful instinctive reaction.

But at that moment, he took a deep breath, and his mind was already calm.

It's normal for Gu Yan to know where he works. Zhuang Songfa's circle of friends sometimes has a location, and Qiu Ri is a wingman. He knows all this.

In fact, Zhuang Song didn't resist him very much. He knew it, after all, he was a friend, and Gu Yan treated him very well, but Zhuang Song didn't have the interest to contact him actively.

He was just surprised that Gu Yan would appear here.

Long-distance bus, two hours, bad road conditions and heavy rain?

Don't tell me in advance, aren't you afraid of running out of time?

Seeing what Gu Di said, if Zhuang Song didn't respond, Gu Di would be able to look at him across the road for a century, and the male model wearing an umbrella would be pleasing to the eye.

However, it must be hot and rainy to wear a windbreaker in this weather, so there is no need for Gu Di to come all the way here.

So Zhuang Song walked over and asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Zhuang Song to take the initiative to talk to him, but instead he became speechless.

He looked at Zhuang Song fixedly, nodded and said with difficulty: "Yes."

Zhuang Song nodded with a smile. I haven't seen him in a few months. His hair is a little longer, and the ends of his hair stick to his fair face, but he looks better when he is obedient.

In the night, his eyes were black and beautiful like jewels, and he had a gentle smile on his face, but it was obvious that he didn't have any special reaction to Gu Yan's appearance.

Gu Yan heard his heart beating wildly in his chest, and every time he saw Zhuang Song, he throbbed, but every time it hurt.

Zhuang Song asked, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"Because there are activities on the platform." Gu Yan replied immediately.

"Because I happen to be free." Like a student who is afraid that points will be deducted if he fails to answer a question, he immediately added.

Zhuang Song said "Oh".

But in fact, there is still unspeakable.

Because you haven't broadcast live for a few days, I'm afraid that what you said that day will make you angry.

Because I heard from Qiu Ri that you posted on Moments that you felt that it was raining heavily, and you forgot to bring an umbrella because you were afraid that it would rain.

In fact, other reasons do not count.

It's because I really want to see you.