Chapter 75: Don't shake.

A beach barbecue for four people, seated on two sides.

Wang Yue and her hairdresser both ate carefully, occasionally turning their heads to glance curiously at the other side of the table.

"You're an unrighteous son of a bitch!"

"Uh-huh."

"You heartless rotter!"

"Uh-huh." Yu Fan pinched up a tissue and handed it to her, "Wipe."

Zhang Xianjing is obviously angry, but she said inexplicably want to shed tears, she took the paper, eyeballs up carefully wiped his eyes: "Do you know that during the time you were gone, every time we passed by the garbage dump, Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan had to go in to take a look, and every time I came out my body was stinky! I always came out stinking!"

"......"

After saying that they were silent for a while, the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, agreeing in their hearts on the fact that Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan were idiots.

Zhang Xianjing scolded for a while, slowed down. They used to talk about Yu Fan are quite emotional, we initially said that so long no see, even if we meet someday will certainly be rusty, not familiar with; later on a long time, basically the default will not see each other again.

She felt the same way, not realizing that at the first sight of Yu Fan, the memories of those two years in high school attacked her brain so violently that she rushed over without thinking.

She's changed, and Yu Fan seems to have changed too. But amazingly, after a few years, she felt they were still close friends.

"They also said that if they saw you, they would beat you up and leave without saying a word to you."

"Let's say they beat it." Yu Fan said lazily as he leaned back in his chair.

Zhang Xianjing wanted to laugh and cry, "So you went to senior high school and college in Ningcheng? How come Sister Wang said you just graduated this year?"

"Stopped for a year in the middle for my senior year."

"Your year ......"

"Family matters." Yu Fan downplayed it.

"So you dropped out of school. Why did you delete our friends? What, you don't want to hang out with us because you quit school?"

Yu Fan suddenly remembered that on the eve of moving out, a couple of guys came to Yu Kaiming's door and asked him why the money is not there yet? Are you packing up your things and trying to run away?

He realized that Yu Kaiming also borrowed a few thousand dollars loan, rolled into 20,000 yuan. Yu Kaiming could not pay, they turned over Yu Kaiming's cell phone and called all the contacts they could find in the phone, but none of his friends were willing to lend Yu Kaiming money to pay off the debt, and then turned around and tried to rob him of his cell phone.

He beat the guy away then, wiped his nosebleed and deleted his contacts one by one, even logged out of Twitter.

He hung his eyes in silence for a moment and could only say, "Not on purpose."

Sensing his reluctance to continue the conversation, Zhang Xianjing paused and whispered, "Never mind".

Yu Fan : "How have they been these past few years? How about you?" It's a question I've wanted to ask since we met.

"It's good." Zhang Xianjing lit a lady's cigarette, "Unbelievable, I also mixed a second bachelor's degree, but in the end did not go to the professional counterparts of the work, no way, too beautiful, post a few videos on the red, simply as a netizen to go. Wang Luan graduated into his father's company, a small boss, Zuo Kuan in the car repair, to stay in the garage is not bad, Baby Ting now can be bullish, barristers, just graduated into the big law firms, Chen Jingshen ......."

Coldly hearing this name, Yu Fan's chest twitched and subconsciously stopped breathing.

Zhang Xianjing said smoothly, biting his cigarette for a moment, not knowing whether to stop or continue.

Until the person across the table spoke softly, "What about him?"

Zhang Xianjing then continued: "In fact, I'm not too clear about the specifics, he was not much love in the group to talk about it, after the transfer of classes, and even more so, I have not talked to him for several years,......, and then we are listening to Wu Cai said. He was guaranteed admission to Jiangnan University, I think it is the computer science department? Wu Cai said that is the most difficult to get into the specialty, which is full of bulls, and then ...... do not know."

Yu Fan looked somewhere with no expression, listened carefully word for word, and then picked up very coldly and naturally the moment her words fell, "Oh, not bad."

"You haven't been in touch since you broke up?"

After this question was asked and no answer was heard, Zhang Xianjing inclined his head and exhaled a mouthful of smoke, and inexplicably turned back to see Yu Fan's expression stiff and shocked, staring blankly at himself.

"What are you talking ...... about breaking up?" After a long time, Yu Fan squeezed a sentence out of his throat and pretended to be dumb, "Don't use words carelessly."

"Stop acting, Chen Jingshen himself admitted that you were together." Zhang Xianjing immediately said, "Don't worry, I've kept my mouth shut for years, I haven't told anyone."

"......"

Chen Jingshen in his own words ......

How? What did it say?

Yu Fan clenched and unclenched his teeth, and after a few repetitions, he said, "No."

I also don't know if it means that they're not together or not in touch.

It's just a matter of time. Zhang Xianjing took out his cell phone and asked while tapping, "But I was really shocked when I saw it, why did you leave your hair so long? It's too damn handsome."

"Too lazy to cut." Yu Fan lowered her eyes to her fingers flying over the screen, "What are you doing?"

"Tell the story of finding you--"

Before he finished speaking, his hand was empty and Zhang Xianjing's cell phone was taken away.

"What?" Zhang Xianjing froze, "You can't tell me? You want to cut them off?"

"No," Yu Fan's movements were faster than his brain, he scanned the line Zhang Xianjing had just typed out, 'I fucking caught Yu Fan', and said, "Some time later, I've been too busy to fight with them lately. I don't have time to fight with them."

"......"

Zhang Xianjing: "I'm sorry, I can't help it, unless you tie me up, or you throw my cell phone away and smash it, I'm going to run to an internet cafe and log on to my five year old Q/Q and announce this to my 429 Q/Q friends."

Yu Fan looked up at her, those cold eyes stupid.

Zhang Xianjing : "...... Now the country is quite powerful in combating black and evil, you know that, right?"

Yu Fan glanced at the number of people in the group, no one was missing except him. He deleted the words in the dialog box, "Forget it, whatever, but don't say it in the group."

Zhang Xianjing reacted: "Don't talk to Chen Jingshen, right? I know, I understand, after all, we broke up."

"......"

"How's the conversation going?" On the other side of the room, Wang Yue, who hadn't heard a thing, couldn't help but come over, "The meat I roasted for you guys is getting cold."

"Chatting is over." Yu Fan returned his cell phone and pulled up his chair to get up, "You guys eat, I'll fix the movie."

With three girls and two of them being internet celebrities who need to post pictures for their business, this beach barbecue was almost always a photo shoot. Yu Fan dropped off a box of ingredients in the afternoon, and returned in the evening with another box of ingredients, and the weight didn't seem to go down much.

Zhang Xianjing drank some wine and tugged Yu Fan's collar to rejoin WeChat.

In the end, Wang Yue was in charge of sending everyone home. Yu Fan couldn't really get into the conversation between them, so he simply tilted his head to look out the window at the flickering streetlights, until the conversation in the car got to him a little bit.

After Wang Yue's question, "What was he like when he went to school?", Zhang Xianjing answered in a sentence--

"When he was in high school, he never looked people in the eye, dragged to death ...... fighting with people every day, and every Monday you could see him at the podium reading a review."

"Why doesn't the teacher care? Of course they do, they can't, he's a dead pig."

"Wow, at the time we were three schools next door and no one dared to mess with him ......"

"But how do I remember that his grades were okay when he repeated his studies, and then he even went to college?" Wang Yue couldn't help but speak up as well.

"Oh, because there was a very powerful school bully in the second year of high school ......" Feeling the murderous sight of the people around him, Zhang Xianjing slowly closed his mouth.

By the time he got home, Yu Fan was exhausted.

He unlocked the door and entered the house, closing it behind him, and the next thing he knew there was no movement.

He stood still in the darkened foyer, staring out at something.

He hadn't heard Chen Jingshen's name in a long, long time.

When he first left Nancheng, he actually listened to it every day. Whenever Yu Kaiming came back from drinking, he would yell, "I want to go back to Chen Jingshen's mom," "What's Chen Jingshen's phone number," and "Are you stupid? Chen Jingshen is still gay without you. Since all men are gay, why can't you be gay?

Then the two fought, Yu Kaiming settled down for a while, and then he wanted to go back to the South Side, and the cycle went on for months before it finally cleared up.

Later he realized that although there was no more Yu Kaiming chanting in his ears, whenever he thought of Chen Jingshen, it still triggered a series of physiological reactions, chest tightness, headaches, stomach pains, and difficulty in breathing.

Yu Fan stood in the darkness for half an hour before he finally pressed on the light in his room and covered his stomach as he made his way upstairs.

-

Zhang Xianjing is always honest, and when she says she can't help it, she means she can't help it. That night, Yu Fan received a friend request.

[Wang Luan Apply to add you as a WeChat friend, additional message: none]

He was suffering from a stomach ache at the time, so he didn't bother to think about how much resentment was contained in the word "nothing" and passed with his eyes closed.

Zhang Xianjing seems to have only told Wang Luan about him and has not received any other friend requests since, and Wang Luan has not spoken to him since adding him.

Yu Fan seldom talks to people on his own initiative, otherwise he wouldn't have been in Ningcheng for six years, and only Wang Yue and his landlord have been in touch with him the most, while the rest of them are clients.

Not to mention that he didn't know what he could say at once after not seeing him for so long.

So after a week of friending Wang Luan, the dialog box between him and Wang Luan remained at "We're friends, let's start chatting now".

Until the day Yu Fan stayed up all night cleaning up the work at hand and woke up with over thirty voice messages on his cell phone.

Stripes for a minute.

He had the day off, and lay in bed and squinted for a while longer before slowly reaching out and clicking his finger from the first entry-

"Yu Fan you fucking ......" cut out, next entry.

"I've had the bad luck to know you ......" Next entry.

"I'm more friends with a dog than I am with you ......" Next entry.

......

It was only after about twenty-five bars that Wang Luan's passionate insults finally stopped, and Yu Fan blinked and began to listen word for word.

"How have you been doing? I heard you were in Ningcheng, why the fuck did you run so far away."

"Do you have a conscience? Back then, you left without saying a word, and now that you've added back your friends, you still won't apologize to me, are you such a brother?"

"I have been looking for you these years, but also Baidu you news, nothing can not be found, I thought you died, I am planning to find you in two more years, you will give you a grave, but also be considered as a brother for you to do the last part of the force."

Yu Fan stared at the ceiling, listening and responding mentally.

That's all there is to it.

No conscience.

Normal. There was a time when I thought I was dead, too.

After listening to all of them, Yu Fan picked up his cell phone and pressed the voice button, "Did you buy the luxury car your dad promised you?"

It was quiet on the other end for a moment.

"I bought, I took a book, he can not give me to buy? I drove to Zuo Kuan that repair shop several times to hold the scene ......" Wang Luan speech with choking, said in the end and can not help but curse, "grass your mother, want to die you."

The two hadn't been on the phone, they'd just been sending voice messages. It's really been too long since they've spoken, and it's nice that voice gives each other a little time to think about what to say.

Yu Fan doesn't like to be idle, so he wakes up, makes a cup of coffee, and chats with Wang Luan as he finalizes the shoot with his next client.

His next client is coming to Ningcheng for a wedding, saying that it's rare for close friends to get together, and he wants to take advantage of the day before the wedding to wear a tuxedo and take a set of special and hilarious wedding photos with the groomsmen and bridesmaids.

Taking wedding photos requires the photographer to have some communication skills, which Yu Fan had never done before, let alone this time with the best man and maid of honor, so he didn't even think about it and pushed it away.

Only a few days later, the other party contacted again and tripled the price.

Yu Fan talked to the other person about the style, set up a time, and then tapped on Wang Luan's voice that he sent a minute ago, "I've shared Best Loser seven times in my circle of friends to show you your own mistakes, and even the schoolteacher liked me, and you just don't give a fart!"

Yu Fan glared at the voice.

Wang Luan's cry of "school bully" suddenly seemed to drag him back to his high school classroom, where he scratched his hair and solved problems while the person next to him, eyes downcast and holding a pen, reached over and casually left calculations on his draft paper.

Occasionally, when he looked at it and rationalized it, he would grab the other man's wrist to keep him from writing further.

Yu Fan held up his cell phone and pressed the voice button, "Chen Jingshen--"

Upscaling canceled.

"He ......"

Upscaling canceled.

"After you graduate ......"

Upscaling canceled.

Yu Fan was so torn up that he was a bit annoyed, and even inexplicably wanted to slap himself. He scratched his hair so hard that the anxiety that had disappeared for two years went and returned, and finally accidentally sent a blank voice over.

Grass.

Yu Fan was just about to withdraw when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Receiving a palm-sized package from the courier, Yu Fan frowned to make sure he hadn't bought anything in the past few days, and then flipped it over to see the sender - Zhang Xianjing.

"......"

Yu Fan picks up the knife and unwraps it, revealing the note and small black box inside.

Everyone else reads the note before the box, but Yu Fan doesn't. He pushes the box open with one hand and sees a wrinkled, clear sealed pocket. He pushed the box open with one hand and saw a wrinkled, transparent sealing pocket.

It contained a white button.

Yu Fan paused in his movements, recognizing it instantly as a school button. School buttons were the same all over the world, but this one looked familiar to him.

Several times when he hadn't been able to face the button's owner, he'd rested his forehead against the other man's broad shoulder and stared down at it unconsciously for a long time.

"When I graduated from my senior year of high school, Chen Jingshen put it in your drawer. I thought it would be taken away sooner or later, so I brought it back. Anyway, it's your button, so you can decide whether to keep it or throw it away."

Yu Fan had been casually rude when he'd unwrapped the package, and now his hand hung in mid-air, hesitant to even touch the thing.

He stood there, eyes downcast, staring at the button, his mind unconsciously thinking about the school uniform he had touched many times, thinking about Chen Jingshen's face when he put the button in.

Until the cell phone buzzed again.

"Why don't you answer messages again? Busy?" Wang Luan said.

Fingers finally dropped down, and very carefully pressed against the button through the thin plastic bag.

"How's Chen Jingshen doing now?" Yu Fan heard himself ask into his cell phone.

"Are you still in contact?"

"...... Is he doing well."

-

Ningcheng finally caught up with the end of November and cooled down. The city is near the sea, the weather is cool, the wind is blowing and raining, Wang Yue to the studio this morning just clamped the hair has been blown again.

Barely able to save his bangs from the back, Wang Yue glanced at the person already sitting in the studio fixing the movie and said in a daze, "Is that what you're wearing today?"

On a ten-degree day, Yu Fan, wearing a thin black long t, stared at her computer and answered, "Uh-huh."

The city cooled down unreasonably, discounting temperatures overnight, he realized as he exited his apartment and didn't bother going back for more.

"But aren't you going out to take wedding photos today?" Wang Yue said, "The guests aren't here yet, so hurry back and get a coat."

"No, they're shooting the studio first thing in the morning anyway, and looking at the forecast, it's warming up by noon."

"......"

"Build it while you're young, and don't regret it when you're old." Wang Yue realized that Yu Fan had an extra thin silver chain around her neck and casually said, "Pull out the chain pendant, it doesn't look good on the inside."

"Leave the young people alone." Yu Fan said.

"......"

The guests for the appointment arrived on time, and the previously agreed upon six people were to be photographed together, three women and three men, but only five came at this moment.

"There's another best man on the way, please wait a little longer, he came from out of town and said he'd be here soon." Xin Lang said.

Yu Fan nodded, not really caring.

The gowns and make-up were the responsibility of the other party herself, and the bride brought several sets of gowns with her, each piece looking valuable. She and her sisters were doing the makeup, and the whole studio was filled with their laughter.

"Don't grimace," said the bride, putting her arm around one of her little sisters, "I'll throw you tomorrow's bouquet, so you'll meet the man of your dreams in no time!"

"Hey, forget it, after being scummed once, I look at everyone like scum now."

"What's the matter, how old are you to break off love. Why don't I ask my husband to introduce you to a few?"

"Don't, there are no handsome IT guys? All plaid shirts Mediterranean ......," the bridesmaid said, suddenly realized that she had missed the point, and immediately added, "except for your husband, of course!"

"Hey! You're being professionally discriminatory." Xin Lang immediately said, "Wait, soon you'll meet a tragically handsome IT guy."

"Really?"

"Really, the former great god of our department was in the same dormitory as us. He is not called department grass, at least must be a school grass level." Xin Lang touched another brother, "people also special bullish, with us every time we want to test what test, we have to put some food and drink to his table, commonly known as worship God."

That bridesmaid marveled, "...... Even you two have to worship him, then how powerful he must be ...... Now he is also working in a big factory like you? Or did he go abroad for further study?"

"Which can ah. He did not graduate from the various large factories to grab, that is really a headache ...... Finally, people which did not choose, went to the South City, a new Internet company, technology into the shares, which is only after more than a year, the development of a rocket with the ride."

Yu Fan finished checking the equipment and returned Wang Luan's message in silence.

The rest of the late arrival, the bride discussed the first shot a few women alone, shot after half an hour, still no one.

Xin Lang called back and said, "I asked, it will take a while, why don't you take a picture of the two of us first, he's too handsome to play without him."

The best man immediately smiled and said, "No problem! I'll set you off!"

Yu Fan was half-kneeling on the ground, the lens facing upward, looking for a good angle and just about to press the shutter, when the door of the studio was suddenly pushed open. The wind chime hung by Wang Yue shook twice.

Xin Lang looked up and laughed, "Here it comes!"

"Sorry about the rain and traffic."

The low, cold voice hit Yu Fan's head like a ten-thousand pound hammer.

"It's okay." Xin Lang glanced toward Yu Fan and said, "Just a minute bro, he's changing clothes, right away."

Yu Fan opened his mouth to respond, but no sound came out.

He kept his original motion, just with his head a little lower and his hair, combined with the camera, blocking almost his entire face.

Yu Fan felt like he had been punched in the face, his mind went blank, his breathing slowed and stopped. He was frozen on his knees for a long time, trying to get up but lacking the strength, his legs didn't seem to be his own, and he was so slow that Xin Lang called out to him twice before he looked up again with his camera in his hand.

He stared intently at the new man in the viewfinder, his fingertips whitening as he gripped the camera.

That familiar set of brows looked over coldly, meeting him in the viewfinder.

Yu Fan tried several times but couldn't press the shutter, obviously his body was so cold that he couldn't feel, but the image in front of his eyes was shaking.

Don't shake.

Don't Shake ......