Qiguan Yuan, taking advantage of Pei Yubai, scratched his palm. "I'll tell you how to find my method later. Now, Pei Yubai, you should go back and practice your lusheng."
Qiguan Yuan looked at Meng Xu, who was staring resentfully at the back of Pei Yubai because Pei Yubai had left him behind.
When Meng Xu met Qiguan Yuan's gaze, he smiled at him.
No matter how much Pei Yubai forgets his friends for women, that's Pei Yubai's fault for being heartless. How could it possibly have anything to do with his internet celebrity and money-making machine?
Qiguan Yuan's gaze lingered on Meng Xu, and he even uttered a puzzled "Hmm?"
Pei Yubai finally looked at Meng Xu, and at the same time asked Qiguan Yuan, "What's wrong?"
Qiguan Yuan asked with a smile, "Is that person your friend?"
Pei Yubai nodded. "Yes."
Qiguan Yuan said, "That's interesting. This person's Thread of Fate is completely empty; there's no romantic connection to draw him to. He's definitely a lonely and unlucky person."
The translated meaning is that Meng Xu will remain a bachelor for life.
Pei Yubai succinctly summarized. "So, he's going to be a single dog his whole life?"
Qiguan Yuan, this old-fashioned fellow, earnestly asked, "Why do you call him a dog?"
Pei Yubai explained the meaning of "single dog".
Qiguan Yuan nodded. The language people use these days is really hard to understand. However, there are quite a few people who don't have Thread of Fate. Qiguan Yuan has seen many such people, and they are somewhat polarized.
When Qiguan Yuan has nothing else to do, he sometimes looks at other people's Thread of Wealth and Thread of Career.
Therefore, when he encounters someone who doesn't have Thread of Fate, he will look at the other lines on that person's chart.
The polarization is that such people either have poor Thread of Wealth or poor Thread of Career.
Or they are simply different from ordinary people.
Take Meng Xu for example; his Thread of Career has been very smooth.
The Thread of Wealth is also very long.
For him, not having Thread of Fate might be a good thing.
Pei Yubai wasn't really that interested in whether Meng Xu would end up alone, and he didn't respond to Qi Guanyuan's suggestion that he go back to practicing the lusheng (a traditional reed pipe instrument).
Instead, he asked Qiguan Yuan, " Yuanyuan, would you like to get an ID card?"
Qiguan Yuan remembered that Meng Xu bank cards required an ID card, but he hadn't said yes or no.
He pulled his hand out of Pei Yubai's grasp, placed it on his knee, and tapped it twice slowly with his fingers resting on his knee.
"We'll deal with it later," Qiguan Yuan said. He knew he wouldn't have time to work on it for the next few days, as he was going back to Cloud-Hidden Town.
Besides, an ID card isn't something he particularly needs.
If it weren't for his current identity as Yun Yin, he wouldn't need to bother with this so-called ID card.
Pei Yubai nodded and didn't ask any further questions. As long as Yuanyuan, that was enough.
He squatted down in front of Qiguan Yuan and did not stand up.
Qiguan Yuan looked at him squatting in front of him, his lips twitched, he reached out and brushed the hair from Pei Yubai's forehead, his fingers sliding down his forehead, his fingertips cool.
"He's gone to practice the lusheng, Pei Yubai," Qiguan Yuan said. His voice wasn't loud, but the last syllable trailed off slightly. "Although I'd like you to be with me all the time, you need to work. Work... Am I right?"
Pei Yubai stood up, turned around and walked towards the open space, but after taking two steps, he came back.
He stood before Qiguan Yuan, looking down at him. " Yuanyuan, you said you'd tell me later how to find you. When is 'later'?"
Qiguan Yuan looked at him. "What's your rush? I'll tell you if I say I will. Would I lie to you? Pei Yubai, you have to trust me."
Pei Yubai waited for a moment, then turned and left.
He walked slowly, taking long strides. When he reached the middle of the open space, he picked up the lusheng (a type of reed pipe), placed his fingers on the pipes, and blew a note. The sound was better than before; at least it wasn't harsh anymore.
Qiguan Yuan leaned against the tree trunk, watching Pei Yubai's back.
A gust of wind blew by, lifting a few strands of his silver hair that hung down beside his face.
Meng Xu stood at the other end of the old locust tree, holding his phone and reading a message from his assistant.
Qiguan Yuan glanced at him, his gaze lingering for a few seconds.
Meng Xu sensed someone watching him, looked up, met Qiguan Yuan's gaze, and smiled at him.
Qiguan Yuan looked at it for a while before turning his gaze away.
The photographer returned with his equipment. Meng Xu waved to him, signaling him to go back and continue photographing Qiguan Yuan.
The photographer nodded, carried his equipment to the old locust tree, pointed the lens at Qiguan Yuan, and the red indicator light came on.
Qiguan Yuan's live stream room lit up again.
After nearly twenty minutes of black screen, the image finally appeared on the screen.
Qiguan Yuan leaned against the tree trunk, his silver hair cascading over his shoulders, his red robes spread out beside him, sunlight filtering through the leaves and dappling his body.
The comments flooded out like water released from a dam.
[ Yuanyuan!! You're finally back!!]
Why did that old man call the photographer away?! It's driving me crazy!!
[Twenty minutes, do you know how I spent those twenty minutes?]
[ Yuanyuan, you've lost weight and look haggard (not really)]
The comments section was buzzing with activity when someone appeared next to Qiguan Yuan.
Pei Yubai walked back from the open space, still holding the lusheng in his hand. He walked to the old locust tree and sat down next to Qiguan Yuan.
He didn't sit too close, keeping a distance of one person, but after he sat down, Qiguan Yuan turned his head and glanced at him.
Qiguan Yuan looked at him, seemingly wondering why he had returned.
The comments section changed completely the moment Pei Yubai was seen:
Why is Pei Yubai here again?
[Weren't you practicing the lusheng?]
[Didn't Yuanyuan say enough to you just now?]
[Stay away from my wife!]
[ Pei Yubai, can't you be a little more sensible? This is a private moment for me and my wife!]
[No, what business is it of yours if two people are sitting together?]
[Exactly, they're roommates, what's wrong with sitting together?]
[Does this mean roommates can sit this close? I disagree!]
[How can it be close? They're so far apart.]
[Are you blind? Yuanyuan glanced at him when he sat down.]
[What's wrong with taking a look? It won't hurt you to take a piece of your flesh.]
[Can you Pei Yubai's fans please stop coming to Yuanyuan's live stream? It's so annoying!]
[Can you Qiguan Yuan's fans please stop being so aggressive?]
The comments section erupted into a heated argument. Qiguan Yuan's fans were fine with others, but when it came to Pei Yubai, they became like mother hens fiercely protecting their chicks.
They always felt that this guy was trying to steal their Yuanyuan.
Qiguan Yuan didn't read the comments. Leaning against the tree trunk, he glanced at Pei Yubai and asked, "What are you doing sitting here? Aren't you going to practice?"
Pei Yubai's fingers paused on the sheng (a traditional Chinese wind instrument): "I'm tired of practicing."
Qiguan Yuan glanced at him but didn't expose him.
He looked away and closed his eyes again.
[Did you see that? Yuanyuan belongs to Pei Yubai! Yuanyuan looked at him!]
[I only glanced at it, can you please stop making such a fuss?]
[Look at the Yuanyuan's eyes, she clearly dislikes him sitting next to her.]
[What's wrong with her? Yuanyuan looks at everyone with that same expression.]
[Can you Pei Yubai's fans please stop shipping everything?]
Pei Yubai's phone vibrated.
He lowered his head and pulled his phone out of his sleeve. A new message appeared on the screen; the sender's contact was "Dad Pei."
Pei Yubai opened the messages; Pei Zhongkang had sent three messages.
Article 1: The medical team has already arrived by helicopter.
Article 2: Your mother told you not to let Yuanyuan run away, and to chase Yuanyuan no matter what.
Article 3: I know your dad well, so if you don't understand anything, ask him. I can share my experience.
Pei Yubai read through the three messages, then subconsciously looked up at Qiguan Yuan.