APTnovel Chapter 71 I have face blindness
Chapter 71 I have face blindness
After the ceremony, Lin Ran and her roommate walked out of the school gate towards Xuefu Road. Xuefu Road was full of small restaurants, including three or four hot pot restaurants. Lin Ran chose the Chongqing hot pot restaurant furthest inside. The storefront was small, with a few tables set up at the entrance, and the pots were bubbling and steaming.
After sitting down, the waiter brought the menu. Lin Ran glanced at it and said, "How about a half-and-half hot pot? I don't know if you can handle spicy food."
OK.
When the hot pot base was served, the red oil was bubbling, with Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers floating on the surface of the soup, and the rising steam carried a spicy and numbing aroma. The other half of the hot pot contained mushroom broth, with small bubbles bubbling gently in the white soup base.
"Are you dating Su Peixue yet?" Yao Ziwen asked while putting vegetables into the pot.
There was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
No, why are you so nervous?
Lin Ran found it somewhat strange.
"no."
"No way?" Yao Ziwen slammed his chopsticks on the table. "You risked your life to save her, and you haven't even repaid her with your body yet? Old Lin, I truly feel sorry for you. Hahahaha!"
He laughed so hard the table shook, and he immediately calmed down.
Li Yifan shook his head. "Are you even listening to me? Do you send me good morning and good night messages every day?"
Wei Min whispered, "Even food can't shut you two up."
"You didn't listen to the love guru's advice, and now you're paying the price." Li Yifan took out his phone, swiped the screen a few times, and turned it to show Lin Ran. "Look, this is how I chat with this girl."
The screen displays a WeChat chat window.
The other person's profile picture is a selfie, with long hair, a pointed chin, and at least three layers of filters applied. The name is "CanCan".
The chat history goes on and on. Every morning at seven o'clock, Li Yifan sends "Good morning, the weather is nice today" or "It's raining here today".
The other person replied with "Good morning" followed by a sun emoji. At noon, Li Yifan sent "Have you eaten? What did you eat?" and the other person replied with a picture of a boxed lunch. At 10 p.m., Li Yifan sent "Good night, get some rest," and the other person replied with "Good night" followed by a moon emoji.
Occasionally, the other party will send a message with a landscape photo, showing a mountain full of lush green tea trees.
The caption read: "The new tea from my grandfather's hometown tea mountain has arrived this year." A few days later, another picture was posted, showing tea leaves in a transparent bag with a cup of brewed tea next to them, the tea liquor a vibrant green.
Li Yifan replied, "It looks delicious!" "Your grandpa is amazing!" "You've worked hard!"
The other side sent another message: "Tea sales are sluggish this year, I'm so worried."
Li Yifan replied, "Don't worry, it'll get better. Have you eaten today?"
As Lin Ran watched this conversation, only one thought crossed his mind: I've seen this kind of scenario before.
In his past life, Fatty Sun was like this: his online girlfriend's family had unsold tea, so he sent her several thousand yuan, only to be scammed and taken to Southeast Asia, becoming a complete idiot.
Same photos of tea plantations, same tactics for unsold goods, same "grandfather's hometown." Just a different profile picture and a different name; the script remains unchanged.
"You didn't send her money, did you?" Lin Ran asked.
Li Yifan was taken aback. "Send money? What money? A loving greeting is free!"
He took the phone back and scrolled up a few screens.
Lin Ran read through them one by one. The other party sent more than a dozen photos of tea plantations, mentioned the unsold tea three times, hinted twice that "it would be great if someone could help Grandpa," and once directly asked, "Can you help me think of a solution?"
Li Yifan's replies were: "Don't worry," "It will get better," "I had braised pork for lunch today, what did you eat?" and "Good night."
Lin Ran scrolled up a few more screens. They were all greetings.
Good morning, good afternoon, good night. Have you eaten? What did you eat? Was it delicious? The weather is nice today. It will get colder tomorrow, so wear more clothes. What are your plans for the weekend?
The Casanova is like a pre-programmed automatic greeting machine, punctual and never missing a beat. If the other person sends a photo, he compliments them on how beautiful they are. If they post a landscape photo, he compliments them on how pretty they are. If they hint at needing money, he asks if they've eaten.
The other side was probably dumbfounded. They'd run into a guy who was completely unresponsive, only offering greetings but never sending money; all their hints were met with indifference.
Lin Ran returned the phone to Li Yifan.
"Okay, that's good."
"Look, Cancan is looking for me again!" Li Yifan said proudly.
[It rained on the tea mountain today, and the air is especially fresh.] This post included a photo of the tea mountain after the rain, with water droplets clinging to the leaves.
Li Yifan typed with his head down: [Good afternoon. Remember to eat lunch.]
Awesome.
The tea-selling scammer hasn't deleted him yet; there aren't enough idiots for him.
Li Yifan put his phone away, a smug look on his face. "See? That's what you call chatting with a girl. Learn from me."
Lin Ran nodded in agreement, then sent Su Peixue a message asking if she wanted caramel pudding for lunch. However, she received no reply.
"Old Lin is putting what he's learned into practice!" Li Yifan was very pleased.
Yao Ziwen was putting mutton into the pot when he flung his chopsticks away. "Give me a break. You call yourself a Casanova? What a load of rubbish." He scooped the mutton out and stuffed it into his mouth, hissing from the heat, and mumbled, "Look at me. I'm almost done with Huihui from the Anhui University next door."
He took out his phone, scrolled to his chat history with Huihui, turned the screen around, and insisted that Lin Ran see it.
Lin Ran was helpless.
Reading the chat logs of one Casanova was already torture enough, and now I have to read the chat logs of another.
I took it and flipped through it; Huihui was much more direct than Cancan.
We chatted for less than three days. The day before yesterday, my clothes tore; yesterday, my bag ripped; and today, I lost my phone. I don't even know how we kept chatting when my phone was lost.
Every time Huihui hinted at it, Yao Ziwen would reply, "Then I'll buy it for you." When she said no, he insisted. After a couple of polite refusals, he would transfer the money directly. This went on for three rounds, totaling nearly a thousand yuan.
The two even exchanged photos.
"How is it? Isn't Huihui pretty?"
"Sorry, I have face blindness."
Lin Ran returned the phone to him without commenting on Huihui's appearance.
He now finds other girls unattractive. It's probably because he sees Su Peixue's face every day, raising his standards too high.
Lin Ran now roughly understands how Brother Qiang feels; that's exactly the state he's in. It's not that he can't distinguish between beauty and ugliness, it's that after seeing the top-tier, everything else just seems different.
Halfway through our hot pot meal, the door was pushed open.
Four girls walked in. The one in the lead was wearing a cropped top, denim shorts, black stockings, and platform shoes. Her makeup was very heavy. The other three were similar, dressed flamboyantly, and their perfume wafted across half the store.
Yao Ziwen's chopsticks froze in mid-air, and his face turned red at a visible speed.
"Hui, Huihui?"
The girl in the cropped top turned around, saw Yao Ziwen, and her eyes lit up.
She winked at the three girls behind her, and the four of them came over and sat down on the other side of the table, crowding the room.
Li Yifan's face also turned red. The Casanova was now sitting up straight, not even knowing where to put his chopsticks.