After rehearsing, Ji Nian blinked her big eyes and asked, "Teacher Yu, I have a question."
Yu Luobai looked at the woman and said, "Hmm?"
"If I collaborate with you, will your fans attack me?" Ji Nian remembered what He Yi said earlier today.
Yu Luobai was momentarily stunned. In fact, he had already considered this issue and had Peng He prepare for public relations. He patted the woman's head and said, "Don't worry about that."
Ji Nian looked utterly bewildered. What did he mean by "don't worry"? Would she be attacked or not?
"Will I end up implicating you? After all, I don't have a good reputation online. It doesn't matter if they attack me, but I'm worried that you might get..."
"It won't happen, listen, don't overthink it," Yu Luobai interrupted her before she could finish, feeling an inexplicable pang of sympathy for her.
Seeing his confident tone and seemingly unconcerned demeanor, Ji Nian obediently answered, "Okay."
"I may not have time to tutor you today," Yu Luobai pondered, "But I'll be home early tonight. We can rehearse lines at my place around 8 pm if you don't mind."
"Sure, no problem," Ji Nian responded readily.
It was Yu Luobai who hesitated, turning his head and asking uncertainly, "You don't mind?"
"Why would I mind going to your place? We know each other so well," Ji Nian smiled.
Upon hearing this, a hint of amusement flashed in Yu Luobai's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up as he ruffled the woman's hair again.
"You're messing up my hair!" Ji Nian said exasperatedly.
Yu Luobai laughed out loud, "It's fine, you look good even with messy hair."
Ji Nian brushed the man's hand away and tidied her hair, giving him a resentful look, "Don't touch my head next time, or I'll charge you."
Yu Luobai raised an eyebrow, "How much?"
"Three hundred for a touch," Ji Nian blurted out.
Peng He, who had just come in from outside, stumbled upon hearing the woman's words and accidentally bumped into a chair nearby, causing a loud noise.
Ji Nian was startled and turned around. Seeing the newcomer, she blinked her innocent big eyes and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Peng He pretended to be composed, feeling slightly awkward, "I'm fine, fine... Ji Nian, Yu Luobai and I need to go take care of something..."
"Okay, then I'll head back too." Ji Nian stood up and turned to the man, "Goodbye, Teacher Yu."
"Goodbye," Yu Luobai smiled and nodded.
Watching her departing figure, Peng He finally walked over in a daze, recalling her earlier words, "Three hundred for a touch."
"You two are going that far already?"
Yu Luobai knew what he meant and said impatiently, "Get your mind out of the gutter."
When Ji Nian returned home, she noticed a suitcase and a guitar in the living room that weren't there before.
She then remembered that a couple of days ago, she had asked Xiao Tang to go to her suburban house when he had time, help her move out, and bring back her belongings. She didn't need the pots and pans, so he just packed her clothes and guitar.
Since it was a short-notice move-out, the deposit was non-refundable, but it was a one-month deposit and one-month rent, so the loss wasn't too significant.
After simply organizing her belongings, Ji Nian lounged on the leather sofa in the living room, idly playing with her phone.
Having not browsed Weibo for several days, she suddenly came across a popular post on the trending list.
Ji Nian was surprised to see this post, which also mentioned her song.
The post read: "I'm 26 years old this year, and I've been dating my college girlfriend for many years. In fact, we were already married.
But last month, on our wedding day, a car accident took her away forever.
I'm completely devastated. Every day, I can't sleep and just drift aimlessly.
I'm actually very sad, but it seems like I can't cry. Now, I don't work every day, and I don't sleep at home either. I often space out, and sometimes I mechanically scroll through my phone, but I can't really focus on anything. I just don't know what to do.
Recently, when I was sorting through her belongings, I listened to the songs saved on her phone. She rarely listened to music, and there were only a few songs in her collection, but half of them were by a singer named Ji Xiao Nian.
I remember before we got married, those songs were really popular, and she would listen to them every day. We even discussed the song '(Guest)' at length.
She said the song made her feel regretful yet happy, and she jokingly told me how fortunate we were to have made it from campus to the wedding dress.
She never followed celebrities, but that day she laughed and told me that if Ji Xiao Nian held a concert, she would splurge and insisted that I go with her to support the artist.
I don't know what the purpose of this post is, but maybe I just want to find an outlet to vent. Right now, I'm like a lost child, and the future seems so dark.
I really miss her. Sometimes at night, when the sadness becomes overwhelming, I think about whether I should just join her.
But then I can't, because I still have my elderly parents and her parents. What would they do if I left too?
..."
Most of the comments below the post were words of advice and encouragement for him, but occasionally there would be a few trolls, always standing out.
"How much advertising fee did Ji Xiao Nian pay you? I'll give you double."
"Haha, Ji Xiao Nian is just this? Just this?"
"Hey guys above, I advise you to be kind. This is a true story, watch your words."
"Who would joke about their wife's death?"
"The guy's wife was a Ji Xiao Nian fan, what does it have to do with you?"
"This is a real person and a real event. Check out the OP's Weibo, there are even photos from when they were dating and going out."
"He lives in our building. Such an incident happened on their wedding day, and everyone in the neighborhood has heard about it."
"Those anti-fans, please watch your words and actions."
"In one's life, there are always stops and starts, and you never know what might happen next. So what we need to do is cherish the present."
Ji Nian stared blankly for a long time after reading the post. She had been lost and confused herself in the past, with her parents' divorce shuttling her back and forth like a shuttlecock, and she became listless for a long time after her grandparents passed away.
At this moment, a song flashed through her mind, "Angel's Wings." Ji Nian felt that perhaps she could encourage this person.
She picked up the guitar nearby, positioned her phone, and began playing the intro.
After recording and editing it, adding lyrics and writing a caption, she sent it out.
"Silly, your wife hasn't left you. In the not-too-distant future, she will become another angel and reunite with you.
For now, what you need to do is sleep well, eat on time, work hard, and live your life well. We all believe you will get better and better. Stay strong."
After clicking send, Ji Nian sighed and lost her mood. She exited Weibo and dozed off on the sofa.
