Confessions of a retired star

Chapter 21

Zhu Shisi finally sent out the word "not coming".

He wanted to be alone, and it took a process to digest his emotions. Since many years ago, this process has been experienced by himself.

And Zhu Shisi didn't know what to do at Q Bu's house, acting?Continue to do what you didn't do last night?And then go off the rails and go straight to the apex of the relationship, where it ends hastily?

Thinking of these possibilities, Zhu Shisi felt a sense of embarrassment that he couldn't face him. Everything he experienced last night was too much beyond his psychological expectations. The back of Zhu Shisi's neck also felt numb as if it had been electrocuted.

What if it is self-indulgent?What if he just treated it all as a show?So isn't it funny to be worried about gains and losses at this time?

The other party sent a reply soon.

【I will wait for you at home. 】

[You can come here anytime. 】

Zhu Shisi's cell phone rang in his bag. He knew it was from Q Bu, so he deliberately didn't check the content right away. He was on the way to the parking lot. He was afraid that if he read the text message, the destination would become Q Bu's. Home.

Even though going back to his home is the same route as going to his home.

Not long after he set off, Zhu Shisi changed lanes and drove to another urban area. He originally planned to go home and write the "Superstar Handbook", make models, and sleep through the day, but after he was on the road, he remembered Mudi.

Zhu Shisi still remembers the sentence that Zhong Xiaolong scolded him today: I didn't talk to you, a trash who was ruined by others.

Trapped trash?By whom?What to do?Zhu Shisi is very puzzled. This sentence is ambiguous and can be interpreted in many ways, but I hope it is not the one I think.

Passing by a convenience store, Zhu Shisi got out of the car and bought peach soda and potato chips. When I was a trainee, the company banned snacks. Yan Yu always liked to secretly buy a bunch of them and share the spoils with everyone. At that time, Mu Di’s favorite was Peach soda and assorted potato chips.

"Xiaodi, are you home?"

Zhu Shisi tapped on the dilapidated door, the voice-activated light in the corridor turned on twice and then went off, a layer of yellow paint fell from the door panel, and the crusted paint stained his hands.

This door was kicked by Zhu Shisi before, and the lock was shaking when he knocked on the door. He didn't understand how Mu Di, as a popular artist, could live in this kind of house.

This building, including this entire block, is a typical early 90s unit-divided house with a brick-concrete structure, six or seven floors high, and many households in one corridor. There are streetlights in disrepair and clogged sewers, and scurrying rats are standard.

Apart from him, there is another elderly family on Mu Di's floor. The occupancy rate is not high. Many people have already moved into the elevator apartment. And Mu Di, as a star who has earned tens of millions, lives in such a place , and lived for many years.

Zhu Shisi knocked on the door again, and within a minute of waiting, he was bitten five or six times by mosquitoes.

"coming."

The sound of the mudi sounded faintly inside, and it took another half a minute before he opened the door.

Zhu Shisi shook his pocket: "I just passed by your house and came to see you."

Mu Di nodded sleepily and let Zhu Shisi into the room.

His hair was a bit messy, and he was wearing a large light blue T-shirt and pajama pants. The clothes were quite transparent under the light. When Zhu Shisi sat down, he saw a few clusters of purple marks on his heart.

Mu Di deliberately cleared his throat, and Zhu Shisi moved his eyes from him to the small bedroom connected to the living room.

"sleeping?"

"No."

"have you eaten?"

"nor."

"That's right, I brought some snacks."

Peach soda and a few packs of potato chips are placed on an old mahjong table that is much higher than the sofa. This green table with pilling is Mu Di’s coffee table.

Mu Di watched Zhu Shisi take out all the snacks, with a smile in his eyes: "You still remember that I like to eat these."

"Of course, when Yan Yu gave out snacks before, you helped me grab the sweet ones, and I'll get you the salty ones. Once you took Ye Kai's pudding and stuffed it for me. When you were practicing singing, you were asked to eat it. If there's anything else you want to eat, I'll order takeaway for you."

Zhu Shisi stopped in time before saying "Zhong Xiaolong". He was obviously an annoying person who made everyone unhappy, but Zhu Shisi mentioned him unknowingly.

Fortunately, Mu Di didn't respond, and silently opened the potato chips to eat. Zhu Shisi watched him eat, and glanced at the old furnishings in the house from time to time.

The one-bedroom, one-living room suite is about forty square meters, and the bed is so big that it almost fills up the entire bedroom.There was a folding desk barely placed on the bed, and Zhu Shisi noticed that the laptop on the desk seemed to be maintaining a video connection with someone. The strange thing was that the image displayed on the interface was from Mu Di's side.

Generally, when videoing with other people, the other party's screen will be enlarged, right?The camera is facing Mudi's messy bed, and there is a black thing on the bed, like leather... Could it be that he is recording something?

"Brother Shisi," Mu Di's voice interrupted Zhu Shisi's curious association, "I know you are here to see me."

Zhu Shisi turned his head and smiled, without denying it.

"I'm not feeling well today, so I'm emotionally unstable."

"where are you not feeling well?"

"Recently changed seasons, allergies caused a lot of rashes, and I didn't sleep very well."

Zhu Shisi's eyes moved to Mu Di's thin body again. On his pale and bluish skin, these purple and red things turned out to be rashes?

Mu Di pulled the neckline and blocked his chest unnaturally: "So don't worry, I'm fine."

Zhu Shisi was skeptical, but Mu Di always said that it was all right, and he was the one who was most worried about him.

But if you ask him the bottom line, will it add extra pressure to him?After all, Mu Di is 25 years old, he is an adult, and he cannot always be treated as a younger brother.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Shisi put away his suspicious gaze: "Remember to take your medicine on time, go to bed early, and your resistance will increase when you live a regular life."

Mu Di nodded in agreement, Zhu Shisi watched him eat for a while, gave some instructions, and left.Mu Di insisted on seeing him off, but Zhu Shisi couldn't help it, the two walked to the parking place together, and it was almost eleven o'clock when they set off.

Walking back to the community late at night alone, Mu Di's cell phone vibrated.

"Your friend is gone?"

The slow male voice is elegant and gentle, confirming softly, but Mu Di's hand holding the phone is shaking.

"Well... I'll go home right away."

"No, just here, do it for me."

"Here? I, I'm outside, I'll be back soon."

"Mu Di," the other party ignored the panic in Mu Di's tone, and ordered in a patient and irresistible tone, "do it now."

After returning home and taking a shower, and browsing through his super chat, Zhu Shisi was slightly relieved.

The public relations team issued a press release, and fans complained about it and super-chat purification, and the blackface photos were suppressed before it fermented.

Turn off Weibo, and the red mark of the unread text messages below appears in front of Zhu Shisi, and two of the dozen belong to Q Bu. Although Zhu Shisi did not save the number in the address book, he gave him a special note beep.

【I will wait for you at home. 】

[You can come here anytime. 】

Seeing these two messages, Zhu Shisi's fluctuating mood seemed to grasp a fulcrum, and the feeling of worrying about gains and losses disappeared.

He found himself a little hypocritical.

Rationally, I position Q Bu as an ordinary friend, but emotionally I look forward to more contact, but when I examine my relationship with reason, it seems that I don’t feel that kind of heart-wrenching feeling towards him, but in action, I deliberately delay replying to text messages , An ambiguous matter that whets the appetite of the other party.

Zhu Shisi doesn't like himself like this. This state is out of control and full of uncertainty. He has encountered it once many years ago, and he can't jump into the same pit again.

[Okay, I just saw the news, good night. 】

Zhu Shisi replied in such a calm tone.

The text message was sent, and it was displayed as "read" half a minute later.

He hasn't slept yet?Zhu Shisi looked at the light brown curtains, but sitting in the light source, he couldn't see the gloomy scene outside.

After 1 minute, it is still read, and there is no reply.

3 minutes later, no reply either.

Another 5 minutes, 10 minutes, still no reply.

Zhu Shisi turned off his mobile phone, turned off the light in the living room, and lay down on the bed, not in a good mood.

What is the reason why he can't read it back?are you asleep?are you angry?Is it too late to fight back?Still think it's time to end the conversation?

Zhu Shisi was taken aback by the reverie, he realized that he was not hypocritical, but very hypocritical.

This kind of situation that can’t be read back happens to others, Zhu Shisi is used to it, why does it feel like he owes himself when he changes to Q Bu?

What's even more pretentious is that he can't even answer in seconds, and even asks the other party. This kind of natural thick-skinnedness has not been noticed until now.

"Hey," Zhu Shisi sat up from the bed in frustration, "Then what should I do..."

Do you go to the seventeenth floor with a flashlight?nerve.

Did you call him late at night and explain why you didn't reply in time?Also very nervous.

Go straight to him and tell him he's been waiting, I'm here?more nervous.

Zhu Shisi lay down again discouraged, but before he could sit still, he sat up.

"what sound?"

In the dead of night, the sound of the elevator running was obvious. Zhu Shisi heard the elevator stop, open, and close the door. The apartment has one elevator and one household. Except for the owner and the property owner, no one will go up to the floor where the owner lives.

Unless the elevator card of the property is stolen.

"Could it be... a thief?"

Zhu Shisi walked into the living room holding his breath, grabbed the carving knife on the workbench, and leaned lightly towards the security door.

The cat's eyes were bright, and there was a strange light shining in the dark entrance. Zhu Shisi slowed down his nervous pace as much as possible, and slowly moved to the door. He touched the alarm button of the access control phone with his fingers, took a deep breath, and looked at the door. Glowing cat eyes.

In the corridor outside the curved mirror, the lights flickered twice, it was empty, and there was a dead silence. Zhu Shisi blinked suspiciously, and suddenly, a face came closer.

"I rely on!"

I wish Shisi a thrill and press the alarm button.

The whistle of the alarm and the sound outside the door sounded at the same time:

"Are you by the door? I'm Fang...I'm Q Bu."