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Not until the elevator had again arrived at the bottom and then stopped running did Rong Yi who had been stupidly standing still finally came to himself.

Then he went crazy.

After rushing back to his room and running around for several times, he finally managed to ease his mood and hastily sent a message to Miss Zhang.

“Guess who I saw just now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Although the man covered most of his face with his collar and sunglasses, for Rong Yi, it was easy to recognize him only by looking at his tall nose and a small part of his side face.

After half a minute, Miss Zhang didn’t respond. Rong Yi was unable to hold back his excitement.

“It was Mo Yufei. Oh, my god!!!!!!! He is staying at the same hotel as me!!!!!!!! On the same floor!!!!!!!!!!! !!!Oh, my!!!!!!!!!!!”

He had never expected that not only would he sit on a VIP seat at the fan meeting, but his room now was also a VIP. He could actually pass by his idol in the hallway, and maybe next time he could ask him for a signature. Should he hurry to prepare a pen and a signature board right now and carry them with him ready for use at any time? Not knowing when Mo Yufei would come back, Rong Yi even wanted to go to the elevator and wait for him.

He thus came to the elevator door, but finally decided to give up.

Although it was not his original intention, it still sounded a bit perverted to approach a star’s residence and block him. It was already a pleasing surprise to run into his idol like that. It would be better not to make any more trouble for him.

Rong Yi returned to his room, collapsed on the sofa and tried to recall the experience in the elevator just now. His whole person was overflowing with happiness.

After he had replayed the scene for like eighteen times, Miss Zhang answered his message. She first sent a string of question marks, followed by a voice message. Opening it, Rong Yi heard her passionate roar.

“How lucky you are! Did you ask for his signature? Did you take a photo? Ah, ah, ah, ah, I am so jealous. I am really jealous! Is he handsome? Is the person more handsome than in the photo? How tall is he? Have you spoken to each other? Is he particularly gentle? It is said his skin is particularly good, is it true?”

Rong Yi listened and laughed, and then tried to recall again.

When he and Mo Yufei bumped into each other, their shoulders were almost at the same level. It could be supposed that Mo Yufei’s height should be similar to his. Therefore, the official propaganda of 188 should be reliable. As for the skin, it was hard to judge because he had only one quick glance at it. Moreover, the picture in his memory had already been automatically beautified with filters. The idol’s whole person was shining. Of course, there were no pores on his skin. However, Rong Yi was sure about one thing that hadn’t been beautified by memory. Though only a smaller part of his face was exposed, Mo Yufei still looked handsome, ragingly and resentfully handsome, fascinatingly and charmingly handsome.

Rong Yi entered the reply with full excitement and enthusiasm.

“I think, maybe, he is not the type of people who come out well in photos.”

After he sent it, the screen was flooded by Miss Zhang’s emojis.

Smiling and feeling particularly pleased, Rong Yi reloaded the page twice. Suddenly, he saw the browser window that he had forgotten in the corner. Refreshing the forum page, the other side sent a message five minutes ago.

“If it were you, what would you do?”

Rong Yi was now in a highly agitated state and his whole person was full of positive and active momentum. Even if he were looking at a bleak winter scene, he would turn it into the blooming of flowers in warm spring. He was simply fearless.

He replied at once, “Of course, I would try it. You are young. Don’t leave yourself any chance to regret!”

The other side responded after a while.

“Then, are you trying now?”

The ambitious Rong Yi suddenly froze.

He was not. He had already started to feel like escaping. Because he felt he was not receiving response and he couldn’t stand his self-esteem suffering from repeated setbacks. What’s more, he didn’t have enough confidence.

As for love, he had failed too many times. He had long been accustomed to “being rejected” itself.

It was such a matter of course that people he liked didn’t like him back.

So he didn’t want to try anymore. At least he didn’t want to try on Chen Keyao. He might as well turn to someone new he didn’t like so much. Then, even if he were rejected, he would not feel so sad.

Rong Yi held the mobile phone absent-mindedly for a while and then suddenly realized one thing in hindsight.

Ever since he met Chen Keyao, he even didn’t have a “not-liked-so-much” object. It was not that during this time he did not encounter Alphas to his taste, for example, Yu Wenluo. However, even before he knew that Yu Wenluo was married, Rong Yi hadn’t really been emotionally committed.

Instead of desiring to develop a relationship with Yu Wenluo, he was more worried that Chen Keyao might like this person.

It was not that he had lost the ability to commit his heart; it was only that his heart was now solely committed to one person, leaving no space to other people.

After Rong Yi stayed stunned for quite a while, the phone suddenly vibrated.

It was Miss Zhang sending a handkerchief-biting emoji.

In an instant, Rong Yi was in a good mood again, and then with light speed overthrew his just-formed thoughts.

No, no, no. He could still feel for others. Mo Yufei was so handsome. His heart was thundering and surging with emotions. One glance at Mo Yufei was enough to make him scream with excitement.

Star chasing was the most pleasant; Star chasing was omnipotent.

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In the evening, he edited a set of photos of snacks he had that day and posted them on WeChat.

Soon, he received a lot of praises and comments. One of them made Rong Yi’s mental state collapse the moment he read it.

“I want to eat this kind of small wontons. Could you learn to make them?”

Rong Yi stared at this line of comment for a long time, and subconsciously he began to consider whether he could make the wonton wrappers himself or where he could buy them.

He didn’t answer this comment even after he had seriously completed the entire process of making them in his mind.

All Chen Keyao knew was eating. What else could he do?

Yes, he could also vomit.

It was really irritating.

Angrily, Rong Yi searched the Internet for methods of making wontons. At last, he couldn’t help but return to the WeChat screen.

He posted another message that could only be seen by one person.

“Oh, my God. It almost makes me cry that Mo Yufei is living right next to me and we also unexpectedly encountered. I am so, so, so happy!”

Five minutes later, that only person who could see it called.

Chen Keyao’s tone sounded particularly awkward, “What are you doing now?”

“Nothing,” said Rong Yi. “I am a little tired. So I am going to bed early.”

“Oh.” The other side sounded greatly relieved. “Yes, of course. After a day of travel, you should turn in early.”

“……Why are you calling me?”

Chen Keyao was silent for a moment before he said, “You are alone in a strange place and unfamiliar with people there. I am worried that you won’t stay in your room and run about at night and encounter bad guys.”

Rong Yi suddenly smiled, “What? I have always been alone in strange places.”

He hadn’t gone back to his hometown since graduation from college. Now he was still unmarried. Naturally, he was all alone.

“It is different,” Chen said. “At least, you have a home here.”

Rong Yi was speechless for a moment.

Chen Keyao continued, “If you don’t have other things to tell me, then, go to bed early. Remember to lock the door.”

“Oh.” Rong Yi nodded, holding the mobile phone.

“If there are strangers knocking at the door, don’t just let them in.” Chen Keyao added.

Rong Yi couldn’t help but laugh again, “Who will knock at my door? The room you ordered for me is on a floor where people couldn’t get up if they don’t have a room card.”

Chen Keyao mumbled at the other side. “Who knows?”

He seemed to be making insinuations. Rong Yi frowned, and did not answer for a moment. Chen Keyao did not make a sound, either. Therefore, both sides fell into total silence and it inevitably seemed a little awkward.

He had already said he planned to go to bed early, so it seemed to be the right time to hang up.

But Rong Yi was a little reluctant. He was lying in bed, holding the mobile phone and unable to think of anything to say, but he was unwilling to hang up.

After a long silence, Chen Keyao finally said, “The small shrimp wontons, those you posted on your WeChat. Is it difficult to make them?”

“It should be... okay,” said Rong Yi. “I think I can have a try.”

“Oh.” Chen Keyao answered.

Nothing to say again.

But Rong Yi still didn’t want to hang up.

So he thought for a while and then asked, “So you like eating shrimp, right?”

“Yes,” Chen Keyao said, “I like.”

“...” Rong Yi cautiously swallowed, “The signal was bad just now. I didn’t hear it clearly. What did you say?”

“I said I like eating shrimp.”

“...” Rong Yi was helpless. “Ok, I know.”

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Although he did not get the expected answer, Rong Yi still felt pretty good after hanging up.

Originally, he made that post just to annoy Chen Keyao on purpose because he knew Chen Keyao hated Mo Yufei. Upon receiving the call from Chen Keyao, Rong Yi was still thinking about how to further show off to upset this guy more.

However, when he actually heard Chen Keyao’s voice, he involuntarily felt happy. Also afraid of destroying the mood, he didn’t want to talk about irrelevant topics anymore.

Thinking of the “good night” Chen Keyao said to him at the end of the call, Rong Yi was still very happy after having lay in bed for a while.

It was such a curious thing to like someone. It became so easy to feel the come and go of both distress and happiness.

After tossing about several times in bed, he picked up his phone and opened the forum, responding to the question that had been put on hold for hours.

“I don’t know if I should continue to try hard, but I also seem reluctant to give up.”

He did not have enough courage and confidence, and couldn’t afford abandoning more self-esteem. However, he still felt there was a little hope, so he couldn’t back away once and for all.

After all, Chen Keyao was really nice to him. His care was far more than that shown normally by a landlord to a tenant, and even more than that expressed between the so-called ordinary friends.

Chen Keyao would pick him up in the middle of the night, concerned about whether he would get cold if he went out, order extremely extravagant rooms for him and remind him to go back early and be careful on the way.

All these worked to create the illusion of him being loved.

He couldn’t bear to give up all these, and he still wanted to return to Chen Keyao the same gentleness openly, boldly and straightly.

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“Such an unreasonable and unstable guy. Too cowardly to court, while reluctant to let go. Suspended, unable to achieve anything but only self-torturing. Do you admit you are good-for-nothing?”

Ten minutes later, Rong Yi looked at the reply, and suddenly felt this guy at the other side was so annoying for what he said was all true.

“You are in no position to judge me like that!”

He replied with great anger.

“No, I was talking about myself.”

The other side answered.

So Rong Yi was instantly appeased and then a strong sense of sympathy arose.

He bit his lips, frowned and stared at the phone for quite a while. Suddenly he came up with an idea.

When he was a student, he was a sprinter. But he was once recommended by a teacher who could not tell the differences between competition events and participating in the half marathon. Rong Yi, who had never run such a long distance before, was nearly strained to death. But then he met a little girl who was as nervous as him. The two reached an agreement at the start. “As long as you don’t stop, I promise not to stop. As long as you are still running, I will also persist.” Rong Yi was separated from the little girl shortly after the start, but because of that agreement, Rong Yi persisted until he finished the whole marathon.

When one felt cowardly, if there was a fellow of compassion who could gave support, one surely could be greatly encouraged and empowered.

He carefully edited a message.

“Do you dare to be with me and be brave again?”

After sending it, the page automatically refreshed, reminding that a message had arrived just now.

“Are you reluctant to let it go? Me too. I still want to confess to him again.”