"It's great, isn't it? Xiao Yang has always been Ze Yu's little shadow. From childhood to adulthood, he has followed Ze Yu wherever he goes."
The light turned red, and Wen Xiuyuan started the car.
"Later, Zeyu fell in love with someone, and Xiaoyang cried and made a fuss. I don't know how Zeyu managed to appease him. Not long after, the Su family sent Xiaoyang abroad for further studies."
Bai Yanfei did not react at all. He kept his head down, seemingly lost in thought, his face still very pale.
"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride, I have nothing else to do anyway."
"Take me home, I want to rest for a while."
Aside from Ling Zeyu's house, it seemed he had nowhere else to go. No one welcomed him. After Xiao Fei disappeared, Zhang Rongrong's attitude towards him worsened, and Bai Zhenrong stopped speaking up for him. Even though it was Xiao Fei who insisted on leaving, everyone blamed him.
Ling Zeyu's villa was in the suburbs. It was already afternoon when the car drove back. Bai Yanfei opened the car door, but collapsed after taking only a few steps.
"Hey, aren't you trying to scam me again!" Wen Xiuyuan said helplessly as he got out of the car, picked up Bai Yanfei, and carried her into the house.
When Bai Yanfei woke up again, his voice was incredibly hoarse and his head ached.
"You have a fever."
"I...have a fever?"
Wen Xiuyuan took out a tube of ointment: "Is this medicine ineffective? Remember to apply it every time, otherwise you'll suffer."
"How could I suddenly have a fever?" Bai Yanfei thought of his class schedule. His grandmother had always wanted him to come over, so he told her his class schedule. His grandmother would look at the schedule every day, counting down the days until he came to the hospital to see her.
He doesn't have class tomorrow afternoon, so let's keep the matter of him taking a leave of absence a secret for as long as possible.
"It's hard to say, there are many reasons for a fever."
"Is Brother Yu back?" At this moment, Bai Yanfei only wanted to see Ling Zeyu; Ling Zeyu was his sustenance.
"Don't you know? Today is the day he goes back to the Ling family mansion. He goes back once a week."
Not only did he not know, he had never even formally met Ling Zeyu's parents.
"Alright, you should get some rest. Don't try to scam me again next time we meet," Wen Xiuyuan said before leaving.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. I'm only helping you because of Zeyu, and besides, I'm a doctor."
Bai Yanfei didn't have the energy to think about anything else. He was overwhelmed by too many things weighing on him.
In the villa, apart from Aunt Wang, everyone else was indifferent to Bai Yanfei, as if the whole world knew that Ling Zeyu didn't like him. But he didn't believe it. One day, he believed that he could get Ling Zeyu, and he would prove it to them.
The next morning, an uninvited guest arrived at Ling Zeyu's house. Bai Yanfei changed his clothes and came downstairs, while Su Yang sat at the main table, elegantly eating the breakfast prepared by Aunt Wang.
Good morning, Brother Xiaofei.
Faced with Su Yang's enthusiasm, Bai Yanfei couldn't very well keep a cold face.
"Good morning." Bai Yanfei sat down at the dining table, and just as he picked up his spoon, Su Yang spoke again.
"Didn't Brother Ling take you back to the Ling family mansion with him?"
Chapter 9 How can I not shut you up?
Bai Yanfei lowered his head and sipped his porridge slowly, pretending not to hear.
Su Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Ling and Auntie have such a good relationship. I saw Uncle Ling buying Auntie a bag again last night."
Bai Yanfei paused, then looked up at Su Yang.
"Is the food not to your liking?"
"No, Aunt Wang's cooking skills have always been excellent, I really like it."
"Then how can I shut you up?" Bai Yanfei wiped his mouth. "I'm full, do as you please."
Bai Yanfei ignored Su Yang's fierce gaze, turned around, went upstairs, and returned to his room.
The room was filled with Ling Zeyu's belongings. He nestled on the bed, took out his tablet, and began to draw.
Although he had suspended his studies, he couldn't just sit idle; he couldn't let himself become a useless person. A couple of days ago, his teacher called to ask what was going on, but Bai Yanfei didn't have a suitable excuse and could only make up a story.
The teacher said he was very talented and treated him very well; it would be a shame if he dropped out of school. Bai Yanfei sighed, thinking he should visit the teacher another day.
He studied jewelry design. The Ling family is also involved in the jewelry business, but their main focus now is the entertainment industry.
The Ling family's company is called Anning Group. Anning is the name of Ling Zeyu's grandmother. The company was founded by Ling Zeyu's grandfather using his wife's name.
When will Ling Zeyu create something with his name...?
Bai Yanfei held a pen and scribbled on the tablet, soon sketching out a line drawing of Ling Zeyu's portrait.
Lacking inspiration for jewelry design, Bai Yanfei spent the afternoon drawing, and then posted a Weibo post after finishing.
Bai Yanfei v: I was bored and just casually touched Brother Yu.
The accompanying image is a fan art piece he had just drawn.
The phone was logged into the account it had last logged into by default. The phone kept vibrating as Bai Yanfei scrolled through Weibo. He opened the message bar and realized that he had forgotten to switch accounts.
This is the account that Ling Zeyu asked him to register a couple of days ago; it's not the account he uses to follow celebrities.
The number of comments was growing at an incredible rate. Bai Yanfei clicked to read them and found comments praising his skill as well as criticizing his drawing. Opinions were mixed. He switched accounts and quietly liked the positive comments.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Bai Yanfei retweeted his own Weibo post.
He is a big fan of Ling Zeyu, with hundreds of thousands of followers. Ling Zeyu's fans are generally rational and respect his ideas, and they don't interfere too much with Bai Yanfei's life. However, there are always unscrupulous media outlets trying to ride on his popularity. Today, unsurprisingly, he is trending on Weibo again.
Knock knock knock—
Bai Yanfei opened the door, and outside stood Su Yang's angry little face.
"Where did you steal this picture from?!" Su Yang pointed to the picture on his phone screen, which was the Weibo post he had just made.
"Did Brother Ling pay someone to draw it, and then you secretly posted it?! Tell me! Did you?!"
Bai Yanfei was still holding a tablet in his hand. He turned it on and showed it to Su Yang.
"I just drew it."
"This isn't right! Why does your art style look so similar to one of my favorite bloggers? Did you plagiarize him?!"
Su Yang pulled out an account, and then Su Yang snatched the tablet from Bai Yanfei's hand.
"Give me back my tablet!" Bai Yanfei realized what was happening and tried to grab the tablet, but Su Yang quickly ran to the next room and locked the door. Bai Yanfei could only bang on the door from the outside.
"Open the door! Give me back my tablet!"
The tablet contains many of Bai Yanfei's secrets, which makes Bai Yanfei extremely anxious.
"Please, please open the door."
The door opened from the inside, and Bai Yanfei almost tripped and fell. Su Yang handed the tablet back to Bai Yanfei.
"I'm not going to refuse to return it. I just wanted to see if you drew it yourself."
After receiving the tablet, Bai Yanfei held it close to his chest, afraid that Su Yang would snatch it away again.
"Who is the blogger you just mentioned?"
"He's a big fan of Brother Ling, his name is Yu Yan. Did you slack off today?"
Isn't that him?
"Forget it, you wouldn't know even if I told you. He's amazing. He can draw, make promotional graphics for us, and even edited a video for Brother Ling and got a bonus." Su Yang glanced at Bai Yanfei. "Unlike you, you can't do anything, you're a good-for-nothing."
Bai Yanfei saw the deep disdain in Su Yang's eyes and looked down at his tablet.
All the things Su Yang mentioned were done by him... If Su Yang knew that the person he had been paying attention to for a long time was him, wouldn't he be very angry?
"I have to go now, oh right, you're trending on social media, get ready to get yelled at!" Su Yang skipped away, but turned back at the stairs.
"Add me on WeChat." Su Yang took out a QR code. "Then send me the original drawing you made."
"Why? It's on Weibo, just save it yourself."
"Who told you to add a watermark! I want one without a watermark, hurry up, I won't send it to anyone else." Su Yang handed the phone screen to Bai Yanfei.
Helpless, Bai Yanfei had no choice but to add Su Yang on WeChat. Su Yang saved Bai Yanfei's contact as a toad.
"You're the toad!" Bai Yanfei said angrily. "Change the nickname, or I won't send you the original image."
"Then I'll just take your tablet." Su Yang put away his phone and said with a smile, "My mom was afraid I'd get bullied, so she sent me to learn Taekwondo before."
Bai Yanfei watched as Su Yang clenched his fist in front of him, and angrily sent the original image to Su Yang.
Su Yang moved closer to Bai Yanfei and stared at his phone.
What are you doing now?!
"I want to see what note you've given me."
"Su Yang." Bai Yanfei held up his phone screen in front of Su Yang. "See that? Just the name Su Yang. Do you think everyone is as naive as you?"
"You! I don't want this name, you have to change it now." Su Yang pointed at Bai Yanfei with his hands on his hips, "Change it to Ling Gege's Little Darling."
Bai Yanfei ignored Su Yang and went back to his room with his tablet, leaving Su Yang stomping his feet in the spot.
The trending topic had cooled down considerably. Bai Yanfei went to the restroom, and when he came out, he found that Ling Zeyu was trending at number one again. He clicked on it and saw that Ling Zeyu had retweeted his Weibo post.
Ling Zeyu v: I like it very much.
Bai Yanfei rolled around on the bed excitedly. He logged into his account, gave Ling Zeyu a thumbs up, and then took a screenshot of the Weibo post to save it.
Chapter 10 My Parents Are Getting a Divorce, Can I Still Laugh?
Ling Zeyu didn't come back for a week. The night he went viral, Bai Yanfei made Ling Zeyu's favorite pork ribs. But Ling Zeyu didn't come back for seven days in a row, and there wasn't a single message. Instead, Su Yang came over a few times to ask him if he had been painting.
That night, while Bai Yanfei was still sleeping, he was suddenly hugged by a man who reeked of alcohol.
“Xiao Fei…” Ling Zeyu buried his face in Bai Yanfei’s neck, and Bai Yanfei turned around.
"Why are you drinking again?"
"I miss you..." Ling Zeyu rubbed against Bai Yanfei's neck haphazardly, his shorter hair tickling Bai Yanfei.
"Brother Yu, you're drunk, wake up."
"I'm not drunk, I'm still sober."