Feeling that his last line had sounded a little too much like an overbearing CEO, Lin Feng planned to salvage it, but then a single word came from the other end.
[Okay]
Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as he's willing to keep talking. As long as he's willing to keep talking!
The viewer was like an emotionless typing machine.
[Have you noticed that the story I'm telling feels a little top-heavy?]
Lin Feng: [No, I think it's perfect. Don't stories always end like that?]
Viewer: [But this isn't a story, isn't a story, isn't a story! I've sent this to so many people. Why won't any of you believe me? This isn't a story, isn't a story, isn't a story!!!!!!!!]
Lin Feng: [Okay, sorry, I misspoke. This isn't a story. Please keep going. Sorry, sorry.]
Silence. A pause. Just as Lin Feng thought the viewer had gotten angry...
From the other end...
Viewer: [Perfect. It's perfect because I left out one last sentence.]
Lin Feng: [What sentence?]
Viewer: [After I grew up, I spent a very, very long time thinking about one thing: why did my parents and I never mention my Maternal Grandma and grandpa? Why did my parents never visit them, when we all lived so close to each other?]
[My Maternal Grandma was already old. Following the natural course of birth, aging, sickness, and death, the villagers should have carried her off to be buried too. But they never did. My parents never told me anything about my Maternal Grandma or grandpa. They never even visited them.]
[Later, I got angry with them over this, and they were completely baffled.]
[Do you know why?]
Fuck.
Something suddenly occurred to Lin Feng too. He couldn't help baring his upper teeth and saying through clenched