I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 660: The Punch from the Past Was Too Heavy

#Zhi Jinchen, what kind of man are you#
The topic topped the trending search list at 10 o'clock on Sunday night.

Even in a company like X1 Studio, where freedom and competition coexist, it is quiet at this moment. No one wants to come to the company to work overtime on a beautiful weekend night.

Except Su Chengyi.

In other words, he has been eating and living in the studio recently, and the first thing he does when he opens his eyes is to write code and fix bugs. He has been maintaining this "company-as-home" survival mode for four or five weeks.

Of course, he himself has some escapist mentality.

But it must be said that with the boss setting a good example, the company's current major project "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds" is running quite smoothly.

"Good luck, let's eat chicken tonight!"

This sentence is as popular around the world as it was in the memories of the previous life. From the 80-year-old elderly to the five-year-old children, almost everyone has heard of the game jargon "Chicken Eating".

After Su Chengyi finished typing the last line of code, he rubbed his stiff cervical vertebrae, leaned back in his chair and took a short rest with his eyes closed.

As a reborn person, he was not worried about the popularity of "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds" from the beginning. He was more concerned about the subsequent maintenance and operation, as well as the crackdown on "plug-ins" that FPS players hated.

In addition, there are various competing products that have sprung up like mushrooms after rain following this wave of popular "Battle Royale" style.

As a gaming geek, Su Chengyi has personally experienced almost every one of them.

Rainbow Six, Fortnite, Apex Legends, Naraka: Bladepoint.
Of course, those who have traveled through time know that although these competing products have all experienced extremely high popularity in a short period of time, the one that survived to the end and lived the best is still "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds".

While Su Chengyi was thinking, he opened the medicine box, took out a white painkiller from it, and swallowed it with the warm water that had already cooled down next to it.

Due to staying up late for a long time, having an irregular work schedule, and working at a high intensity, he suffers from migraines every night.

The bitterness of the medicine lingered in his mouth for a long time, but Su Chengyi seemed unaware of it. He was immersed in his own thoughts, and the fluorescent light of the electronic screen made his face pale.

Instead of waiting for the impact of competing products, it is better to prepare in advance and incorporate competing products into the products of X1 Studio.

"Ding dong."

A WeChat message alert interrupted his thoughts.

Su Chengyi lowered his eyes and saw the message pop up on the screen.

Xiao Zheng: "Hey, Master, have you seen the trending searches? Let me make it clear, I didn't buy this!"

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As soon as he said this, Su Chengyi guessed that it was definitely not something good.

Sure enough, as soon as I opened Weibo, the number one trending search was automatically pushed to me.

The account he logged into was the one called "Zhi Jin Chen", so not to mention the private messages and tags, they were flying all over the place.

He was already a little fuzzy due to staying up late, and now he was even more dazzled. Su Chengyi sighed and turned on the desk lamp beside him.

The eye-protecting warm orange light makes the ugly Stitch doll on the table look even more grinning.

She bought it when she went to the amusement park with Miss Chu, and it has been with him in the office for a long time.

Su Chengyi curled the corners of his mouth, took it and pressed his belly.

"I LOVE YOU!"

The voice button was triggered, and Stitch made a weird sound.

"I LOVE YOU!"

"I LOVE YOU!"

In the dim room, such a cheerful tone made people feel sad for no reason.

Su Chengyi lowered his eyes and exerted a little force on the fingers holding the doll.

After a while, he took a deep breath, forced himself to divert his attention, and shifted his gaze to the screen of his mobile phone.

Under the topic #知顿辰你什么人算#, the push notification was of course about Chen Jinzhi’s live broadcast tonight.

Like most of the audience, Su Chengyi did not expect that Chen Jinzhi would actually agree to the request of the barrage and actually sing the song.

After all, the words of quitting the music industry sounded so heartless.

Su Chengyi tapped the table with his knuckles and hummed along with her, "The story is a few miles away, and I hesitate and sigh as I wait for the ending."

Under the live camera, amid the noisy crowd, Chen Jinzhi lowered his head slightly, seeming to be in a trance.

Such subtle emotions might be difficult for others to detect, but Su Chengyi saw it at a glance.

Although many things have changed, the tacit understanding between the two of them remains.

Fate actually allowed you to leave.

Su Chengyi stared at the screen of his mobile phone, his thoughts slowly drifting away.

A few days ago, Zou Lian came to X1 Studio to hand over the recent editing work, and brought a dozen cold beers to see him.

In order not to disturb others, the two simply climbed to the rooftop and sat down on the edge of the fence.

The prosperous night view of Shanghai is the best dish to go with wine.

Bubbles appeared in the ice beer, and Su Chengyi tilted his head back and took a sip.

The aroma of malt mixed with the summer night breeze makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they just want to yell at the top of their lungs without caring about anything.

Su Chengyi vaguely remembered that Zou Lian used to be a very particular guy, or in today's words, a "pretentious guy" who would put a tablecloth on his desk.

Now he had no scruples at all and followed Su Chengyi to sit down next to the dusty rooftop railing, gnawing open the beer bottle cap with his teeth.

"puff."

I don’t know why, but I feel like laughing.

As soon as Su Chengyi laughed, Zou Lian turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

"Laughing fart!"

"Oh."

So Su Chengyi shut up and continued drinking.

Zou Lian snorted coldly, then realized belatedly the purpose of his visit today.

He Wufei told him that his boss's mental state has not been very good recently and he has become a complete IT fanatic, so he hoped that he could stand from a friend's perspective and persuade him.

"Cough cough."

Zou Lian coughed, his tone very unnatural.

"Well, I've heard about what happened recently. Anyway, what was supposed to happen has happened, you have to move on."

He was the top broadcaster of No. 1 Middle School. It should be easy for him to drink some chicken soup. But when he thought of the damn Su Chengyi sitting next to him, he felt that the chicken soup would choke his throat. "There is a saying in One Hundred Years of Solitude that all the splendor in life will eventually be repaid with loneliness."

So Zou Lian began to quote from classics.

Unexpectedly, Su Chengyi suddenly sneered for no reason. To be honest, this laugh was quite annoying.

"What on earth are you laughing at?!"

Zou Lian was a little angry and banged the beer bottle in his hand loudly.

"Feel sorry."

Su Chengyi's apology came quickly, but it was insincere.

"I suddenly remembered that when you came to our class to introduce yourself during the class placement test, you said that you loved reading One Hundred Years of Solitude."

“You still remember this?”

Zou Lian scratched his hair, looking very embarrassed.

Now when he thought about many things that happened in the past, he was so embarrassed that his toes dug into the ground.

"Ah."

Su Chengyi nodded and continued:
"But now I am sure that you have not read One Hundred Years of Solitude."

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Zou Lian's face suddenly turned red.

"The closest thing to what you just said in the original text is probably: the past is fake, memories have no way back, spring is always gone and never comes back, and the most crazy and persistent love is ultimately fleeting."

Su Chengyi drank his wine slowly and turned his head to reminisce.

"Fan Ye's translation, page 347, sixth line from the bottom."

"Su Chengyi, you said I'm going to push you down from here and tell the police that you committed suicide because you were so depressed, is that okay?"

Zou Lian said quietly.

"Probably not. Add in the old and new grudges, and the alcohol you carried, and you are the first suspect with the greatest motive."

Su Chengyi laughed and picked up the wine bottle and clinked it with his.

"piss off."

Zou Lian gritted his teeth in hatred, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and then said loudly under the influence of alcohol:

"Listen to me, look forward! Keep moving forward! Nothing is impossible."

The night wind in the Magic City quickly blew away Zou Lian's voice, and Su Chengyi did not answer.

He thought about One Hundred Years of Solitude, the expiration date of ice beer, the lonely nights in his previous life, and what Chen Jinzhi and Chu Qingmian were doing at this moment.

Finally, he thought.

It was strange that the once-in-a-lifetime experience of going back to the past was ultimately meant to teach him to move forward without looking back.

Moving forward?

Su Chengyi was lost in thought, and his fingers unconsciously exerted some force, pinching Stitch's belly so that it was concave.

When he realized what was happening, he quickly let go.

This time, it didn't utter that silly "I LOVE YOU".

It won’t be broken.

Stitch made a "sizzling" sound of electricity, and Su Chengyi suddenly became a little nervous. He put it on the table, wondering whether he should take it apart and have a look.

If the gift given by Miss Chu was damaged, she would definitely get angry.

"Hello, hello, hello?"

The familiar voice made Su Chengyi pause instantly.

"Is this the start of recording? Instructions, instructions! When the green light comes on, it means recording has started. OK!"

Chu Qingmian's mumblings came out vaguely from the doll.

Su Chengyi lowered his head, his heartbeat slowed down, and he felt as if he hadn't heard her voice for a long time.

"Hello, stupid Su Chengyi, this is the smartest King Mian in the universe, please answer me if you hear me!

Hehe, I am hiding behind Donald Duck’s balloon and recording you right now. With your wooden head, you will definitely not be able to find out that Stitch has this secret, hehe~"

She smiled like a kitten who had done something bad.

"I wonder where you will be when you hear this recording. Did you sleep well last night? Did you eat well? Well, no matter what, I will definitely be with you."

Su Cheng thought that he could only close his eyes with the help of melatonin.

Vital signs are maintained by energy drinks and compressed biscuits.

You weren't with me either.

"I'm really looking forward to what our future will be like. Have we eaten more delicious food together? How much weight has Furui gained? Has X1 Game Studio become the most powerful game studio? Has Chu Qingmian become the most powerful Little Chu!"

And, did we go whale watching?

"We have known each other for so many years. One person can occupy such a big place in another person's life. My whole life is related to you. It's incredible to think about it, right?"

There was a brief noise in Stitch's audio, as if it was covered by the corner of the recording person's clothes.

"Oh, Bingbing is urging me over there! I'll just take a break for a while.

Su Chengyi, you are all the descriptions of love, the only male lead in my youth film, and my most deviated human delusion.

I will always, always love you."

"Okay, we're going to ride the Ferris wheel soon! If you dare to say something nasty and ruin the atmosphere during such a romantic moment, I'll beat you up. Bye!"

The audio ended and silence returned.

Su Chengyi tried to press the doll again, wanting to listen to it again, but no sound came.

Stitch bared his teeth and couldn't even say "I LOVE YOU".

During this period of time, Su Chengyi has developed some symptoms of neurasthenia and cannot tolerate any noise. For this reason, sound insulation cotton was specially installed on the four walls of the office.

But at this moment, the silence around him made him feel at a loss and with nowhere to hide.

Every word that Chu Qingmian from the past said with a smile was like sharp pieces of glass to him now, and the stabbing pain in his heart rose and fell like the tide.

(End of this chapter)