They don't actually think I like them, do they?

"Cough cough!"

Lin Han patted Xu Hui on the shoulder, interrupting his mutterings.

"Actually, I think that girl is a little interested in you."

From the moment she entered, Xiaoya's eyes were fixed solely on Xu Hui. Every word and action of Xu Hui was observed by Xiaoya.

Lin Han felt that this was what liking someone meant.

This kind of deep affection cannot be faked.

Who is Lin Han?

Wherever he goes, he exudes an aura of charisma. Especially today, Lin Han has dressed up a bit, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he's incredibly handsome.

However, Xiaoya didn't notice Lin Han's presence until she sat down.

This clearly shows how much she values ​​Xu Hui.

"Come on."

Xu Hui chuckled wryly, "You think this is a romantic movie? You saw it yourself, she's so beautiful and cute. The two middle-aged men at the next table were practically staring at her when she came in. How could a girl like that possibly be interested in a shut-in novelist like me..."

"Row."

Having said all that, Lin Han decided not to say anything more.

"This is the choice you made, as long as you don't regret it. Then don't have any more thoughts about it, so as not to make yourself suffer."

"Hmm," Xu Hui said.

"Awaited!"

Just then, Xiaoya came out of the bathroom.

The girl had clearly touched up her makeup, reapplying a bright red lipstick.

"Let's go, Hui-da!" Xiaoya said with a smile, chatting about the twin ponytails.

Xu Hui quickly stepped forward, and the two walked out together.

Lin Han stood behind them, watching their backs.

The glamorous Xiaoya and the颓废虚丧 (颓废丧丧) Xu Hui stood together, seemingly separated by a line: vibrant color on the left and oppressive black and white on the right. The two were indeed from different worlds.

In fact, everyone understands the principle: if you want to win over a girl you like, you must put yourself on the same level as her and never look down on yourself.

However, the truth is that when you're actually in front of a girl you like, that deep-seated sense of inferiority will overwhelm you.

The thought, "Ah, such a beautiful girl, she'll never have anything to do with me," kept replaying in my mind until one late night, when I recalled it, the immense sense of powerlessness made me writhe in pain on the bed like a maggot.

Xu Hui chose to endure this pain, not because he was a masochist, but because he was worried that if he had any thoughts about it, he would suffer even greater pain in the future, enough to crush him.

As an observer, Lin Han chose to understand Xu Hui.

Thinking about this, Lin Han suddenly felt somewhat relieved.

I've never had this kind of trouble before!

Because he never thought about being in a relationship.

Unlike those who are hurt by love, disappointed in women, and use lack of time and money as an excuse to numb themselves, they actually masturbate more frequently than anyone else.

Lin Han really doesn't feel anything about love!

In fact, Lin Han's state as a transmigrator is somewhat like a fusion of souls, with memories from two worlds superimposed on each other.

Having lived the life of a playboy in his previous life, Lin Han was ultimately killed by a woodcutter and no longer wanted or dared to get involved in the vortex of love.

In this life, Lin Han is a crazy, ambitious man who only thinks about getting ahead and standing out from the crowd, and he doesn't want to be held back by women.

The shared memories of two lifetimes created Lin Han, who possesses a heart sealed with cement and a belief as hard as steel!

"Hey, if Brother Hui had half my awareness, how could he have ended up in such a mess? I would never have had this kind of trouble."

Lin Han sighed for his good brother, then quickly followed.

Since Lin Han lived off-campus and had nothing to do in the afternoon, he went to Beijing Jiaotong University with Xu Hui.

The mode of transportation chosen by the college students was also very simple—the subway.

This is no Versailles. Lin Han himself can't even remember the last time he took the subway!

Since meeting Yan Yuli, Lin Han has often been able to hitch a ride in a big star's private car. After Lin Han debuted, he even had his own private driver and never took the subway again.

Lin Han could have simply called Feng to come and take them, but considering that he was just a follower today, he followed behind Xu Hui and Xiao Ya instead.

Although it was Sunday, the number of people on the Beijing Metro showed no signs of decreasing. Lin Han downloaded the Beijing Metro APP on his phone and followed the two into the metro station.

Along the way, everyone stood because there were no seats. Compared to before, there was even less talking now; Xu Hui and Xiao Ya were basically both playing on their phones.

Xiaoya looked at her phone, a happy smile appearing on her face from time to time; she was completely absorbed in her own world.

At the restaurant, Xiaoya probably toned down her charm.

Now, on the subway, Xiaoya's appearance attracts a lot of attention wherever she goes. Especially the smile on the little girl's face, it can brighten the mood of passersby.

Xiaoya truly embodies the everyday life of a beautiful girl.

And what about Xu Hui?

Lin Han secretly went around to Hui Ge's back and glanced at his phone.

Xu Hui was seen scrolling through the main interface, staring blankly at the screen.

He's completely distracted!

Didn't he himself say he wouldn't think about it anymore?!

Xu Hui turned off the screen, which reflected his worried face and Lin Han behind him.

Realizing that his actions had been discovered, Xu Hui finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He turned around and looked at Lin Han with grief and indignation.

Then he took out his phone and sent Lin Han a message in front of him.

Lin Han opened his phone—

"Lin Han, I really can't take it anymore, I'm in so much pain, damn it! I beg you, could you please ask Xiao Ya why she doesn't want to talk to me anymore?!"

020. Who told her to be so beautiful?

Lin Han looked at the message, speechless.

How long has it been since? !

Didn't I just say that a girl like Xiaoya would never be interested in me, and that I should have given up on all hope from the start?

Why did you break down so quickly?

Do you only feel happy when you end up as the clown?

Lin Han quickly typed several question marks at Xu Hui.

Xu Hui replied to the message:

"I know the logic..."

"But who can blame her for being so beautiful..."　

Lin Han really wanted to slap Xu Hui through the phone screen. Then he suddenly remembered that Xu Hui was right in front of him, and kicked him.

Xu Hui winced in pain as his toes were stepped on, but he still looked at Lin Han with a sad expression.

Lin Han couldn't take it anymore. He had always encouraged Xu Hui, no matter when or where.

But now he's going to do something really extreme—he's going to yell at him until he wakes up!

"If I had to say, given the current situation, your chances of success are lower than if you just confessed your feelings to her directly, or if you tied her up and made her develop a Stockholm syndrome effect."

"Honestly, you don't need to care about worldly opinions. No matter how much others doubt you, I still support you going for it. When a girl is pursued by a clown, she'll develop the illusion that she's worthless and only deserves to be pursued by someone like you. And when there are a certain number of such people, she'll choose to face reality and accept this perception. It's precisely because of clowns like you that the success rate of other normal people increases, which is also a selfless act of kindness..."

Xu Hui put on the mask of pain, stared at the phone screen, his vision went black, and he lost his footing and fell to the ground.

Lin Han quickly helped Xu Hui up, looking at his good brother.

Lin Han sighed heavily.

He suddenly remembered that day.

...

2021, summer.

Lin Han was in his second year of high school, and that was the time when he had just become infatuated with Cen Sisi, the period when he was most obsessed with her.

I deliver her meals on time before her morning reading class every day, make her milk in the evening, and follow her around like a little helper whenever I have free time.

Although Lin Han now thinks back to how incredibly stupid he was, he felt quite happy when he was deeply involved in it at the time.

The feelings you have during your student days are truly pure and simple.

As long as he can be with Cen Sisi, chat and laugh with her, eat and watch the stars together, what does it matter if he's a follower or has no official status? Lin Han doesn't care.

That day was Lin Han's birthday, and Lin Han made an appointment with Cen Sisi.

Cen Sisi said she was bringing her roommates along, planning to go to a karaoke bar to celebrate with Lin Han. During the time Lin Han spent with Cen Sisi, she had also become quite familiar with her roommates, and they had gone out together several times.

Lin Han, who is usually frugal and lives frugally, unusually took out half a month's savings to book a private room and buy snacks.

However, Cen Sisi stood him up that very evening.

Under the colorful lights, the entire KTV room was empty.

The screen was playing a song by the popular singer Wang Xun, the kind of upbeat disco music. The song was very loud. Lin Han sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the cake on the table.

Lin Han had no way of knowing the specific reason, but he could get a general idea from Cen Sisi's best friend, Qiao Qiao.

It seems that Cen Sisi's male best friend got a coupon for a great restaurant, so he treated all of her dorm members to a buffet dinner that night.

Lin Han had no idea how they got there, why they forgot about him, or whether they had never really cared about him at all.　

All Lin Han knew was that he was worthless, not even worth as much as a buffet.　

That night, Lin Han spent a lonely birthday—but he was used to it, since it was pretty much the same every year anyway.

At 2:50 a.m., Xu Hui rushed into the room.

I saw Lin Han, who was drunk, slumped over the table, looking dejected, with a slice of cake in front of him.

"Damn it, Cen Sisi, that filthy bitch, I'll go and chop her into the East African Rift Valley right now!"

Xu Hui cursed loudly, rolled up his sleeves, and walked out.

Lin Han looked up and grabbed Xu Hui's hand.

"Never mind... Brother Hui..."

"It's just standing someone up."

"What the hell do you like about that woman?!" Xu Hui grabbed Lin Han's collar and cried.

"I like it, that's all. There's no reason why. If I had to explain..."

A forced smile appeared on Lin Han's flushed and listless face, flushed from the alcohol.

"That must mean she has big breasts."

"..."

Xu Hui held his forehead, remained silent for a long time, and then actually laughed out of anger.

"As expected of you."

Xu Hui helped Lin Han up and leaned her against the sofa, then pressed the service bell.

As soon as the waiter opened the door, Xu Hui shouted,

"Bring another jug ​​of wine!"

That night, the two poor high school students drank almost 300 yuan worth of alcohol and sang until 6 a.m. After that, they didn't dare go out for a month and even skipped eating meat at meals...

Lin Han couldn't help but laugh when he recalled how silly he looked back then.