Chapter 76: Thoughts From a Straight Man

It was late at night.

In the dark and secluded alley, a tall and thin figure walked slowly on the road.

He didn't drink, but his steps were a little heavy.

The night wind blew across his face, blowing up the hair hanging on his forehead, and disturbing his already restless mood.

"Brother, you have to think clearly. If you have made up your mind, you must go on firmly. If you can't bear it, then don't start.

Lin Yao is a good girl, if you can't be responsible to her to the end, then don't hurt her. "

This is what Hong Sanshi said to Fang Xiaole before leaving after dinner.

In fact, what Hong Sanshi said, Fang Xiaole had thought about it a long time ago, and thought further.

It's just that he and Lin Yao are still far from that step, and the relationship between the two is not even confirmed.

After all, the two of them have only known each other for less than a month, and they don't know each other deeply enough. Maybe after a while, the throbbing from that night will slowly disappear?

Fang Xiaole is also a traditional person. He will be twenty-six at the end of the year. At this age, falling in love means getting married and spending the rest of his life with each other.

How far can the two of them go if they don't know the bottom line, don't have a sufficient understanding of each other's family, and only rely on fairy tale love at first sight?

More importantly, Fang Xiaole has no career now, and he doesn't have enough confidence not to be a drag on Lin Yao.

This world is very realistic, no relationship can be placed in a vacuum without being disturbed by the world.

What's more, Lin Yao is still a big star with countless fans. If he and her are together, the difficulties they will face may be unimaginable.

Fang Xiaole hoped that if that time really came, he would have enough strength to face it.

"You have to work harder and go higher..."

This is the first time in Fang Xiaole's life that he seriously thinks about his relationship with a person of the opposite sex.

In the end, this thought from a straight man inexplicably turned into a motivation to encourage him to "work hard and make progress every day"...

There was a vibration in his trouser pocket, Fang Xiaole picked up his phone, looked at it, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

It was the message from the "middleman" Fangfang.

"Planning Fang, Sister Yao asked me to ask if you were asleep?"

Fang Xiaole replied while walking into the community:

"Assistant Liu, please tell Lin Yao that I went to have dinner with Brother Hong tonight, and I just got home now."

When Fang Xiaole walked into the rented building, went down the stairs, and entered the rental house, Fangfang's message came again:

"Sister Yao asked what you ate and whether you drank, and she said that your throat can't drink."

Even through the screen of the mobile phone, Fang Xiaole seemed to be able to feel the loveless expression on Fangfang's face at this time.

"Please tell Lin Yao that I didn't drink... Brother Hong knows that she is injured, and will help her avoid violent running and confrontation during the recording of the program."

This time the other party was silent for a long time before sending a message, and it was a voice:

"Thank you."

The voice is gentle and pleasant, crisp and pleasant, it is Lin Yao's voice.

Fang Xiaole was stunned, and listened to it twice, then typed and asked:

"Is Manager Mo not here?"

Lin Yao said before that Mo Yan has been guarding her these few days, not leaving her at all, and letting Fangfang send messages is all in secret, making it look like a spy movie.

Lin Yao dared to speak just now, indicating that Mo Yan was not by her side for the time being.

For some reason, even though she had heard Lin Yao's voice many times, Fang Xiaole felt that the voice just now was extraordinarily sweet.

It's like eating iced watermelon in summer, it's sweet, crisp and refreshing, and it penetrates into the apex of your heart.

Fang Xiaole felt that it was strange that she was doing this, probably because she hadn't heard Lin Yao's voice for several days, so it was a little bit more expensive than rare, right?

If we could meet each other,

It might be more comfortable to talk face to face...

An unrealistic thought suddenly rose in Fang Xiaole's heart.

As soon as this idea came up, I received a video call request from Fangfang on WeChat.

Could it be...

Is this really a tacit understanding?

Fang Xiaole connected the video, and the face that had not been seen for several days appeared on the screen.

The pretty face is shy, and the beautiful eyes are smiling. Although she is facing the camera at close range, it does not affect the beauty and gentleness of this face at all.

"Did you see that?"

Lin Yao's cheeks were a little reddish, she gently stroked the blue hair drooping by her ears, and asked in a low voice.

"I can see that you have lost weight."

Fang Xiaole looked at her on the screen, somehow the first sentence he opened his mouth was a vulgar romantic drama line.

"I've been busy recording songs during this time, so I'm a little tired..."

Lin Yao blinked her eyes, her peach blossom eyes stared at him on the screen:

"You've lost weight too."

vomit~~

There was a slightly exaggerated vomiting sound from the side, and Fangfang couldn't bear it anymore and came over to take the phone away.

"Just take a look, Sister Yao, Sister Yan will come in at any time when she calls outside."

"Oh, wait a minute, okay?"

Lin Yao clutched her phone tightly, begging Fangfang pitifully.

"Ugh!"

Fangfang was defeated, so she had no choice but to stand aside, not forgetting to stare at Fang Xiaole on the other side of the screen as she walked.

"Is this your hotel bedroom?"

Fang Xiaole took a look through the screen, and behind Lin Yao was the bed, and there was still a piece of women's underwear hanging on the hanger beside the bed, which was still lovely pink.

"ah!"

Lin Yao noticed that Fang Xiaole's eyes were shifting to the side. When she looked sideways, her face flushed with shame, and she quickly turned the phone lens to the side.

"Cough cough."

Fang Xiaole was also a little embarrassed, he didn't do it on purpose, it was because the thing hung there was too conspicuous.

The two of them just kept their heads down across the screen, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Is the song recording going well today? When will the new album be released?"

It was Fang Xiaole who broke the silence first.

"Well, it's all recorded. The company is in post-production. Sister Yan said that it will be publicized for a day or two before it will be released."

Lin Yao looked up at Fang Xiaole, then lowered her head in embarrassment, and continued:

"Sister Yan is going to post a video of me recording a song on Weibo tomorrow. It was taken by a photographer hired by the company. It is more...better than the one Fang Fang sent to you that day. If you are free, go to Let's see."

"Is this also a promotion for your new album? I'll definitely go see it."

Fang Xiaole guessed that this was also one of Linyao's publicity methods. Just now Fangfang said that Mo Yan went out to make a phone call, so she probably was arranging these things.

"By the way, how are your feet? Last time you posted a photo, it seemed a little swollen?"

Fang Xiaole thought of Lin Yao's injury and asked quickly.

"Oh, look."

Lin Yao thought that he wanted to see it, so she pointed the phone camera at her feet, paused, and stretched out a hand to take off the slippers on her feet, revealing the white and crystal clear soles of her feet.