The branches above her head were bare. The cold winter air has blown off all of its leaves.
Jiang Tiao heavily panted. Her heart couldn’t stop jumping and her ears couldn’t stop buzzing. Facing the sun, she raised her phone and dialed the number that is ranked first in her contact list.
Beep–––
Beep–––
Beep…..
…...
“I’m sorry, the number you are trying to reach is unavailable. Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice message system…”
Why isn’t he answering his phone? Jiang Tiao has never been so anxious in her twenty or so years of living.
Why isn’t he picking up the phone?
Jiang Tiao took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Don’t want to answer? Not in the mood? Or is it that there are too many things he needs to face that he doesn’t have time to deal with her?
Her fingertips scrape the edge of her phone. If she can’t reach him on the phone, then there is no point to keep on trying. Jiang Tiao decided to send a text message instead.
She is too eager to tell him, in the past, she was his fan, but at present, she is his girlfriend. She will always stay by his side and pose as a united front.
“Fu Ting Chuan.”
When she typed “Fu,” his name appeared first on the suggestion box.
Jiang Tiao clicked on the SMS box.
“I’ve arrived at Hengdian. The weather is really nice. I also saw that Weibo post and I don’t think there is any problem. Erm, there are no regrets at all. We are different people with different dispositions. It is simply personal preference and choice. I can see that you are trying to make yourself better, you insist that it is a disease. But in my opinion, if it is a disease, then I would be beyond cure because you, not only do I like your hand, I am also fascinated by your voice, your handsome face, your broad shoulders, your strong arms, your long legs, and everything about you. I won’t be disappointed with you because of those senseless reports. Regardless of the past, present, or future, whether you are my idol or boyfriend, I will always support you. I will forever be your fangirl.”
She typed quickly. All the words in her heart rushed to her fingertips and condensed into tiny black words on the screen.
Without reviewing it, Jiang Tiao pressed send.
With no reservation or fear, she sent all her feelings.
It doesn’t matter whether he can see it right away or whether he immediately replies back.
Her heart is better now.
**
On the way back to the filming site, the sun shone right above her head.
Jiang Tiao turned on her phone and opened Weibo again….Earlier, she was too flustered that she didn’t dare to look at those messages and forwards. But now, she still dares to search for it.
If someone insults him, she will rush to fight them, even if it prevents her from returning to work.
Very quickly, her finger clicked on the search bar. In the Weibo hot search list, beside Fu Ting Chuan’s story, a new topic has emerged.
“Brother Chuan, quick, look at my hand.”
In short, tens of thousands of fans have taken pictures of their hands and posted them under this post, no matter if it is thin or stubby, long or short, beautiful or not. They all have one goal, all of them @Fu Ting Chuan.
Telling him that they still love him. Only, in the future, they have a new way to tease him.
–––Don’t be angry Brother Chuan. Who told you to be so careless to allow us to get leverage.
–––In the future, we don’t have to spend money on fan posters, flowers, or lightsticks. We just wave our hands, okay?
–––Uncle Fu, be my husband. I am a woman with a pair of golden hands.
–––Chuan Chuan fans over there, let me see your hands~~~~ [Brother Chuan Face]
–––Should we change the name of the support group to Little Hand Sisters?
–––I have already changed my ID to Fu Ting Chuan’s exclusive right hand. What do you think?
…....
The number of views and posts related to this topic continues to spring up nonstop.
Jiang Tiao covered her mouth, and tears couldn’t help but fall from her eyes. She stopped in place, unable to move forward from the pain in her chest.
When I thought that you would be pushed around and insulted, I will become stronger and braver than ever and charge forward to defend you.
But when I opened the door and saw everyone standing by your side, holding up candles and torches for you, I feel more vulnerable than ever. My heart collapsed, feeling too emotional.
Good. You are good, this world this really good. You deserve for this world to treat you well.
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