Shen Shuangjian's appearance undoubtedly prolonged this already lively gathering.
Shen Shuangjian dislikes and cannot eat barbecue and seafood, so Xie Jinghui out earlier.
Even if he was being overly cautious, it was still better for Shen Shuangjian sick by taking a chance.
" Shuangjian, we're drinking and chatting. Would you like some? It's fruit wine, only 12% alcohol." Lin Weiluo up a bottle of plum wine and invited Shen Shuangjian with a smile.
But Xie Jinghui stopped her halfway through extending her hand. "No, Shuangjian ate something cold today; drinking this won't be good for her stomach."
That's really not appropriate.
Seeing this, Lin Weiluo didn't insist. Instead, she turned her head and shoved the bottle opening into Song Shi's mouth, gulping down several large mouthfuls for him.
" Shuangjian- ge, are you feeling a bit unwell from eating something cold?" Yu Sheng asked Xie Jinghui beside him, his eyes crinkling with a hint of innocence. "Who was so careless?"
He spoke sarcastically, oblivious to everyone else. "Unlike me, I even have to control the temperature of the milk to be just right. But that's okay, after all, not everyone is as considerate as me."
His words were practically a direct reference to Xie Jinghui.
However, Shen Shuangjian was holding her porridge and drinking it with her head down, so she didn't really hear his sarcastic tone. Xie Jinghui, who was next to her, didn't even spare him a glance, and was only focused on Shen Shuangjian.
[Hahahaha, this scheming green tea bitch, I'm truly speechless! Hahahaha.]
[ Yu Sheng: Unlike me, I only feel sorry for my brother~]
[After being sarcastic Xie Jinghui completely ignored him, giving the impression of punching cotton.]
[ Xie Jinghui: What are you mumbling? I didn't understand, but my wife looks so beautiful eating.]
[It's great, I love watching it, please make it even more intense!]
Shen Shuangjian put down the bowl after only drinking half of it, feeling a bit satiated. He didn't even touch the other food that Xie Jinghui had put on his plate.
Lin Weiluo was drinking, her sharp eyes spotted the wooden crates the staff had placed on the beach not far away. "Oh, the production crew's little wooden crates are here again."
She got up and took it back, then reached inside again and rummaged around until she finally pulled out one of the slips of paper. She looked at it closely and began to read aloud, "Tell me about the most unfortunate thing that happened to you when you were a child."
Yu Sheng snatched the note, glanced at it, and complained, "What is this? This lousy show is always trying to embarrass people."
Lin Weiluo was easygoing and didn't put on airs. She thought for a moment and then laughed at herself. "When I was little, I stepped in dog poop on the way out. I went home, changed my shoes, and then stepped in it again. I was so angry that I cried my eyes out."
Her words elicited a burst of laughter. Song Shi followed suit, recounting an embarrassing incident from her childhood. The group laughed and joked, only to discover that they were all incredibly unlucky.
" Shuangjian, you've been listening the whole time, why aren't you saying anything?"
Having filmed together for almost a year, spending every day together, even if it was just for show, some genuine friendship should have developed.
Lin Weiluo also Shen Shuangjian a friend. Knowing that the other party was introverted, she was the one who said things that would seem too eager for others to speak.
Lin Weiluo's words were met with silence, like a stone sinking into the sea. Everyone quieted down, waiting for Shen Shuangjian to speak, but Shen Shuangjian, who was at the center of the conversation, kept her eyes down and remained silent.
Cold, reserved, and not fond of fitting into crowds, Shen Shuangjian gotten to know most of their personality traits.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Lin Weiluo suddenly came to her senses and tried to smooth things over with a self-deprecating smile.
She's so out of her mind. Someone like Shen Shuangjian, once the show is over, she won't even see his back anymore, let alone become friends.
"Otherwise..." Gu Xuanlin, but was immediately followed by a flat voice.
"Have no idea."
Shen Shuangjian's eyes flickered slightly. She curled her fingertips and thought for a long time, but she couldn't think of the kind of unfortunate thing they were talking about, the kind that would make people laugh and cry at the mere mention of it.
I was often sick when I was a child.
Shen Shuangjian thought for a long time before she could barely come up with an answer that she wasn't sure if it counted as an answer.
"I'm always more prone to getting sick than others, and people say I'm unlucky."
He ate food that wasn't to his stomach and spleen, and while others were fine, he got sick. People who ate the same food said he was very unlucky.
In the past, when the flu occurred during seasonal changes, most people were not infected, or they recovered in two or three days. But he always caught it and was bedridden for a month without getting much better. People said he was very unlucky.
When he goes to the hospital for a check-up, gets his medication, or is taken to the hospital because of an illness, the doctors and nurses will sympathize with him and say that he is very unlucky.
If these things count, Shen Shuangjian thought, then he might be even more unlucky than everyone else here combined.
Shen Shuangjian's words inevitably reminded everyone present that he had a congenital heart disease, but fate seemed to like playing tricks on him, as he also suffered from a blood clotting disorder, making surgery impossible.
This seems to be the worst misfortune imaginable, something given to us from birth, and the worst possible outcome is losing our lives.
[My wife looks so pitiful, haha, and she really does sound unlucky.]
[In the same situation, everyone else is full of energy, while their wives are wrapped in blankets, pitifully taking handfuls of medicine. It almost makes me laugh at how unlucky they are.]
[... Although, it's such a disappointment.]
[Indeed, it seems Shen Shuangjian isn't suited for crowded places, because it might create awkward silences.]
[Either remain silent and be a pleasing backdrop, or hang out with those who fawn over him; but it's best to avoid such situations, as they are very unpleasant.]
[So unlucky... Is there anything worse than heart disease plus blood clotting disorder? Even something this terrible gets me criticized for being a spoilsport...]
[But he's rich and good-looking, so why should God shower him with all his love?]
Indeed, Shen Shuangjian's life is already smoother than 99% of the world's population. The only hardship he's ever endured is taking medicine. He's rich, handsome, and has people who love him so much by his side.
[What kind of values are these... I'm shocked.]
[Too lazy to complain, afraid of getting infected.]
Shen Shuangjian belatedly realized that because of his aloofness, the lively atmosphere seemed to freeze instantly.
Just like many times before.
Shen Shuangjian's trembling eyes, he pursed his lips and wanted to go back, but at that moment, Xie Jinghui gently grasped his hand.
"Not unlucky."
Xie Jinghui's voice was gentle, her eyes filled with tenderness and barely perceptible turmoil.
"They weren't careful enough and didn't take good care of you."