Hmm, I like you.

53.
Just after midnight, Xing Ye was awakened from his sleep by frequent and urgent vibrations from his phone. He was both tired and annoyed as he picked up his phone and glanced at the bright screen that kept receiving new messages.
Buzz ——
[Hao Fei]: Oh my god!!!! Are you sleeping, Ye!!!!!!!
[Hao Fei]: Get up quickly, don't sleep!!!!
Buzz ——
[Chen Jie]: Your man is awesome [thumbs up]
[Chen Jie]: I worship him [thumbs up]
Buzz ——
[Lu Jia]: Holy crap, you are so handsome, bro!
[Lu Yi]: Our campus belle is awesome!!!
What the hell is this.
Xing Ye was completely confused as he scrolled down, feeling like the exclamation marks were almost deafening him, until he finally saw a message at the bottom that he could understand.
[Miaomiao]: Quick! Look! Weibo!
Xingye's foggy consciousness suddenly became clearer, guessing that there may be a reversal in the situation, hurriedly downloading Weibo and waiting for the download progress while shrinking in the bed, biting his thumb and guessing blindly.
Is it possible that someone recorded the whole process?
Or did someone guess the theme and meaning?
Xing Ye stared anxiously at the progress bar on his screen. When the main interface displayed the completed yellow icon, his heart rate sped up. He sat up in bed, opened the file quickly, and tried to remember which email he used to register his Weibo account.
Before he could recall it, a row of artistic fonts with great design sense jumped out on the dynamic splash screen of Weibo.
"If the world was upside down, would you still stand by and watch?"
Xing Ye was stunned, staring at the on-screen video as the gradually appearing font steadied, then suddenly shattered. The screen then showed a face fitted into the frame. The camera slowly pulled back, and the familiar yet unfamiliar face became clearer and clearer. Seeing oneself in such an unexpected situation felt strange, but Xing Ye's mind was completely blank, unable to think of anything, only staring at the screen in confusion.
This is a video that was recorded by someone in the photography studio earlier. He is wearing a very simple light grey linen shirt, with loose clothing and sparse stitching. Some loose threads vaguely reveal his overly fair skin, and his long hair near his waist is naturally fluffy with slight curls. A few strands of hair hang messily but not sloppily on his shoulders.
That night, we were filming until very late to meet the schedule. He was exhausted and his face was so tired from smiling all day that he could hardly hold an expression anymore. Luckily, Yanyan was considerate of him and only asked him to keep his performance natural.
The video has been edited, color corrected and set to music. It shows him standing to the side, facing the camera with a slight tilt of his chin. The final shot freezes on his expressionless face with slightly squinting eyes looking directly at the camera.
The total length of the video is less than five seconds, and after it finishes playing, it automatically jumps to the Weibo page.
Xingye stared at the login page for a while, closed the Weibo backstage, clicked in again, and the splash screen remained unchanged, still showing his face.
——What is he doing?
Xing Ye stared at the extremely inconspicuous brand logo in the upper right corner of the screen, instinctively reaching out to touch and rub it on the screen with his fingertips. Soon, the Weibo app automatically switched to a graphic and text page.
- This is not the official website of the brand.
He furrowed his brows in confusion, scrolling down the page.
A black bear hanging in a cage with a trainer wielding a whip.
A boy locked in a cage with a person wearing a bear mask.
详细的图文讲解与动保呼吁洋洋洒洒地占了几版页面，中间穿插着对断章取义与网络暴力的批判，文章中虽没提及任何新闻媒体，但还是无声地狠狠打了那些做不实报道的新闻媒体人的脸。
Xing Ye quickly browsed through the text and images, scrolling all the way down to the bottom of the page, where he finally saw a sentence about an online discount promotion for the brand's new products.
It made him want to laugh and ask Wen Chengshu why he didn't consult him before donating his modeling fees, as well as why he thought this publicity stunt wouldn't lose money, and why he wanted to offend so many media outlets at once. But his nose felt very stuffy.
他轻轻吸了下鼻子，这才切进微信去看社团群里炸锅般疯狂@他的消息轰炸，想了想，慢吞吞地在满屏的感叹号中插入一句。
[Xing Ye]: Maybe this is love.
[Hao Fei]:......
[Wang Chen]:......
[Li Miao Miao]:......
[Wen Yi Nian]: qaq
[Xing Ye]: [blush][blush][blush]
Xing Ye complained a few words in the group, turned off the WeChat notification, lay back on the bed, stared at the ceiling for a while with his eyes open, and couldn't help but pick up his phone to send a WeChat message to Wen Chengshu.
[Wild Xiao Ye]: Brother [pitiful]
Soon, there came a message from Wen Chengshu.
[wen]: Haven't slept yet?
[Wild Xiao Ye]: Awake
After less than a minute, Wen Chengshu sent a picture, showing two ties of the same color but different patterns. One had dark blue diagonal stripes and the other had raised vertical stripes.
[wen]: Can you help me pick one?
Xing Ye felt his eyes were a little sore, and he wasn't sure if it was because he was playing on his phone with the lights off or for some other reason. He wrapped himself tightly in the covers, stretched out one hand from under the covers to rub his eyes, and held down the voice message button, saying, "What are you doing?"
His nose was a bit stuffy and his voice was muffled. Wen Chengshu probably noticed and immediately called.
He answered, saying weakly, "Hello."
"Why are you awake? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I was just getting to sleep when my phone woke me up," Xing Ye hesitated for a moment, "They want me to check Weibo."
There was a pause on the other end, and Wen Chengshu seemed to have only just remembered about the ad campaign. He took the initiative to apologize: "There was just so much going on today, I forgot to give you an advance notice of the promotion date..."
Xing Ye smiled lightly and interrupted him, "You're really kind."
Wen Chengshu stopped halfway through his sentence and his voice softened, "Hmm?"
"My dad said that if you like something, you don't have to say it out loud, you should feel it yourself." Xing Ye's nasal tone was a bit thick, but his voice was soothing, "I can feel it, you like me."
The phone quieted down, leaving only the gentle breaths of each other in their ears.
After a while, Wen Chengshu made a low "mm" sound and said, "I like you."
Xing Ye closed his eyes and lay on the bed, the glow from the phone screen next to his ear casting a warm, faint light in front of him. He pressed his hand slowly against his thumping heart and the laughter hidden in the darkness grew thicker.
After a while, she said, "I'll choose the first one."
"What?" Wen Chengshu was a little surprised.
"The one with the diagonal stripes, I think that one looks better."