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Shen Xing withdrew his gaze.

He was curious about what had happened to Lu Lingyun over there, but at the same time, there were also things that Shen Xing was curious about in the old town.

He had previously inquired about the location of Wang Xinran's parents' shop from Director Wang so that he could find an opportunity to visit it.

And now... we're already here.

Let's go.

Shen Xing lifted his leg and walked towards Fruit Street.

It's still 6:30 pm, and no shops would close up shop this early.

Shen Xing walked along the road, looking left and right at both sides of the street.

According to Director Wang, Wang Xinran would come to the store to help out every time it was time to buy new goods. If Wang Xinran really did have activities here, then quite a few people here should have been affected.

However, Shen Xing did not know exactly which shop Wang Xinran's parents owned.

The few bowls of porridge he had just eaten did raise his blood sugar quickly, but they didn't relieve his hunger much at all. At most, they made him feel full just from drinking water. He also thought about buying a few bananas.

"Handsome, these are fresh tangerines, want to try some?"

"Dragon fruit is on sale, handsome, want some?"

"Durian..."

Do you have any bananas?

"No, you can go inside and take a look."

Even at night, the place still seemed lively, with shop owners warmly greeting Shen Xing as he passed by.

But as he passed a shop, Shen Xing stopped—because he made eye contact with the shop owner.

"Is that Shen Xing?"

The boss looked pleasantly surprised. He beckoned to his wife, who was sitting inside, and they came out together. "I've heard my older brother mention you before. You are indeed a handsome man."

"Haha, I've been hearing Xiaoran talking about you all night at home." The proprietress also came out with a smile, picked up a bunch of bananas from the store, put them in a bag and was about to hand them to Shen Xing, "Take these bananas and eat them, why do you have to pay for the fruit?"

Shen Xing looked at the woman who held his left hand and stuffed the bag into it, then looked up at the middle-aged man with a big smile on his face.

Wang Xinran's parents?

He only asked about buying bananas at the intersection; he didn't mention it here at all.

As for his appearance, the two people opposite him could not possibly have seen him before... Shen Xing was even seeing them for the first time.

But they seemed to know everything about Shen Xing, and could recognize him from the crowd at a glance.

What happened?

Did Director Wang secretly show them his ID photo? Director Wang could certainly get his own photo very easily... but what about the banana thing?

But clearly, even the most scientific explanation cannot account for the current absurd situation that resembles telepathy.

This street has already been influenced by Wang Xinran.

"Are you going to the park with Xiaoran tomorrow?" Mr. Wang asked with a smile, looking in Shen Xing's direction.

"Yes...that's right." Shen Xing nodded.

As Shen Xing answered their questions, he turned around and glanced back at the path he had come from.

It was a flat street, and the fruit shop owners on both sides stood by their fruit stalls, smiling and looking in Shen Xing's direction. When Shen Xing met their gaze, they smiled and nodded at him.

The scope... is wider than I imagined.

"Is your sister feeling better? Last time, Xiaoran said she seemed unhappy, like something was on her mind," Wang Xinran's father said, stepping forward with some concern. "Should we bring her some fruit?"

I was not affected.

Do you feel happy now?

Only by getting close to Wang Xinran can one be corrupted?

"It's nothing." Shen Xing gave a slightly shy smile and said, "I just felt that meeting Xiao Ran for the first time yesterday... it's a bit too fast and not formal enough to meet you all right away..."

"Hey... don't mind us. Young people should talk about their own affairs. Love is a matter of personal freedom... right?" Wang Xinran's mother said, glancing behind Shen Xing.

Shen Xing turned around and found himself surrounded by people. They were all smiling at him and speaking almost in unison:

"yes."

The voices of men, women, young and old mingled together in perfect unison, just like a choir in a church.

After that word was uttered, the entire street fell silent, except for the smiles, and was immersed in an eerie atmosphere.

I'm a little confused about their approach.

I'll go first.

"Sorry, I have to go back now." Shen Xing, carrying the bananas, nodded slightly as a farewell, and then quickly walked in the opposite direction from the crowd.

"Are you in such a hurry? Have you eaten yet? Take your time." Wang Xinran's parents waved to her with a smile, and everyone around them did the same. Then, they stood there with their fists clenched in front of their chests, smiling as they watched Shen Xing leave.

As Shen Xing quickened his pace, the lights in the surrounding shops and residential buildings began to illuminate one by one.

Bright lights pierced through the pale blue plastic film, casting a faint, cool hue over the entire street.

Behind each window sill, there were several figures, their eyes and heads following Shen Xing's steps, moving in an orderly and unified manner. They raised their hands and waved at Shen Xing, showing him a frightening "enthusiasm".

It wasn't until long after they had left the brightly lit area that Shen Xing turned back and looked at the brightly lit Fruit Street.

Shen Xing was in darkness, while in front of him, the street was brightly lit, and people were walking on the street, with their backs to the lights and their faces towards Shen Xing.

Shen Xing could only see their blurry silhouettes, but even just by imagining it, he could tell what their expressions were like at that moment.

It must be a smile.

He took out his phone, pointed it at the crowd in front of him, and pressed the shutter button.

"Click."

An extraordinary influence that could reach so many people... This was something Shen Xing had never heard of before.

They seemed to be in sync, moving in unison and acting in unison...

If Wang Xinran's brain hadn't been abnormally eroded, she would definitely have sensed this strange situation, which was so different from usual.

Optimistic... cheerful...

What if they were all passively influenced by Wang Xinran's emotions? Did they also become influenced by Wang Xinran's preferences, only showing such enthusiasm when Shen Xing was present? Because Wang Xinran has feelings for them?

Are they not allowed to leave Fruit Street?

Shen Xing held up his phone and took a few steps forward. Seeing Shen Xing's movements, they seemed to think that Shen Xing was coming back, and they all took a few steps in Shen Xing's direction and stepped into the darkness as well.

No, there are no street restrictions.

Shen Xing lowered his head slightly and looked at the contents of his phone... Although the pixels were blurry, there was no noise or any dead pixels or static on the screen.

An ordinary person?

Working in unison... sharing the same thoughts...

An ordinary person?

Shen Xing put his phone away, glanced at the crowd one last time, waved to them, and turned to leave.

Behind him, the backlit crowd raised their right hands and waved in unison at Shen Xing's back.