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Shen Xingsui dared to say that he had never been so ashamed in his life.
This feeling could be said to be quite amazing. If Teacher Fu paid attention to him  a long time ago, before he met Teacher Fu in reality, then he might be so happy that he would go to heaven. But… if it happened now, after Teacher Fu had considered him a real-life friend, then he found out how much of a brain-dead fan he actually was…
This degree of shame was off the roof.
‘Ahhhh…’ He screamed inwardly, ‘What should I do now???’
Shen Xingsui was going inside. Why was Teacher Fu’s memory so good? After two years, how did he remember his score, and how did he find himself out of thousands of fans’ comments? Does he have super power??
Generally speaking, there would be many fans who pay attention to an artist’s social media all the time. With keen eyes, they would know if the said artist followed someone new or unfollowed someone. Especially for a huge star like Actor Fu. Therefore, soon, some fans noticed this:
[Fu-ge follows someone?]
[??]
[Fuck, is this an official relationship announcement?]
[My little heart!]
When the fans saw this name, of course they felt confusion in their hearts. Some couldn’t believe it. After clicking in, they found that this seemed to be a fan’s account. Moreover, it was a super hardcore fan who would post a thing about Fu Jinxiao everyday! After flipping through this Weibo account, they found that the earliest likes and comments can be traced back to 2003!
What a terrible thing this is.
In 2003, most people hadn’t even heard of Fu Jinxiao.
Some old fans slowly recalled:
[Ah, this is Madam.]
[This brings back old memories. I remember that when I first became a fan about four years ago, the moderator of the supertopic was this Madam.]
[I remembered participating in a voting event organized by Empress!]
[She was super nice, and the group was super lively at that time.]
[She’s basically an ancient fan, my old woman’s tears are pouring out now.]
[It’s the Madam? The Empress? Alright, sisters, let’s stop wailing. She deserved this.]
Celebrities generally interact with friends who were also in the entertainment industry. If they go beyond this range, the non-celeb friend would get attention, many of them would be negative. But today, Fu Jinxiao followed a non-celeb, a fan of his. While it has also attracted the attention and enthusiasm of countless fans, it is unexpectedly harmonious.
Well, mainly because the account was a certified loyal fan.
Plus, Actor Fu’s fans were notoriously powerful and protective. They usually have this mentality:
‘If some other little goblin dares to seduce my gege, then there must be three trials to see if she is worthy of Fu-ge. But if this person is… one of them, then let’s not talk about it.’
Some people also raised doubts:
[Why did Madam disappear for two years?]
[The most recent post was also two years ago.]
[Then if Fu-ge wants to pay attention, shouldn’t he have done it two years ago?]
[Yeah, why now? Did you pay attention when we were about to forget about her?]
This question can be said to hit the nail on the head. Careful fans also began to make bold guesses:
[Madam, you won’t be able to succeed in this position?]
[Hahaha, have you developed offline in the past two years?]
[If it’s someone else, I’ll be sad. But if it’s Empress, then I’m just uncertain of what to feel.]
[Hahaha, if a fan succeeds, rounding up means that I also succeeded.]
Everyone was discussing, while Shen Xingsui was facing an existential crisis. He would only be more entangled with Fu Jinxiao, and if he ever fucked up… wouldn’t everyone knew that the account owner was him?!
Now the fans were friendly, it’s because they didn’t know it was him. But if they knew, they might not be as friendly. Though, the most important thing was he could never ever let Fu Jinxiao know it was him.
If he ever knew, it’s best to let the Earth reclaim him.
“What should I do…”
Shen Xingsui was going crazy, he was hesitating whether to delete the Weibo app or cancel his account.
But how can he be willing to cancel his account? This was the account that was the tantamount of his youth. There’s too many memories associated with this account. If he canceled his account, everything would be destroyed with no turning back.
Shen Xingsui rolled around on the bed at home, holding a flower and started tearing the petals, muttering, “Cancel, or not. Cancel it… or let it be..”
Shen Xingchen came in and saw this weird scene.
“Hey! Are you bewitched?” Shen Xingchen walked in with big strides. “Do I need to recite a spell for you?”
Shen Xingsui came back to his senses, quickly put away the flowers and said, “I’m not bewitched, I’m… …appreciating the flowers.”
Shen Xingchen was speechless about the petals all over the place, but he still said, “Mom asked me to call you downstairs, and sent us to install an equipment!”
‘Install a what?’
Shen Xingsui was still scatter-brained. But he still followed his brother downstairs. It was nearly the beginning of winter, and the floor heating has begun to heat up. The kettle downstairs should be boiling some scented tea, as the nice scent could be smelled from up there. The warm yellow light in the living room was on, and they walked to the sofa while stepping on the fluffy and clean carpet.
Xu Enzhen smiled and said, “Come on, come and have a try.”
Shen Xingsui moved closer, and saw Xu Enzhen holding gloves and a scarf in his hands. He was still confused. Where’s the equipment that was supposed to be installed? He trailed his eyes over the knitted items, and found that it was still connected to a big ball of yarn. This should be handmade by Xu Enzhen herself, and has only recently finished.
Shen Xingchen leaned over and said, “Which one is mine?”
Xu Enzhen pointed to the black scarf on the table, “This one, take it yourself.”
Shen Xingchen was quite satisfied. He put it on, and styled the scarf by throwing it over his shoulder. “Mom, I have grown a lot taller this year, why are you still making it according to my previous year’s height?”
Xu Enzhen deflected her son’s complaint, “It’s just a scarf, it can’t be too big or too small. Just wear it normally.”
Xu Enzhen walked to him and put the warm yellow scarf over his shoulder. She tied it neatly, then tightened the knot.
Shen Xingsui only felt that his neck was suddenly warm. The wool was made of unknown material, it was very skin-friendly, and he didn’t feel any itching at all, it just felt soft and comfortable.
Xu Enzhen squinted her eyes, smiled and said, “How is it, is it suitable?”
Shen Xingsui nodded. “It’s suitable.”
On the warm yellow scarf, the bottom two ends were embroidered with a little logo. It was two small stars, circling a crescent moon, The other half of this half crescent is a round sun. The embroidery was very exquisite.
“Don’t lie to me, Suisui.” Xu Enzhen is afraid that this child is too shy and only says that to please her. “If you don’t like it, Mom can still change it to your liking.”
Shen Xingsui shook his head quickly and said: “No, no, I really like it, Mom.”
As he spoke, his voice was a little soft. He was still a little shy around them, as he didn’t know how to respond to this level of pampering. Still, he repeated his words again, this time with more clarity.  “I like it very much, thank you, Mom.”
Xu Enzhen’s heart was about to melt. She was rather used to dealing with her cold-and-efficient Shen Minglang and little overlord Shen Xingchen. Their personality had been that way since childhood. Facing the cute and obedient Shen Xingsui, who was akin to a soft baby bunny, she wanted to pet him and protect him. But she wanted to pamper him more and more, but she knew that would only scare him off.
Xu Enzhen’s eyes were even more tender: “You’re welcome, Mom is very happy to do this for you.”
Shen Xingchen leaned over to the side and said, “Mom, can you change it for me? I think my star It’s not big enough, how about making it bigger for me?”
Xu Enzhen immediately glared at him. “You want that to change? How about you change it yourself.”
“….”
‘I know there’s a double-standard in this family but you don’t have to be that blatant, Mom!’
After trying it on, Auntie Wu, who was not far away, came over and said, “Young Masters, Madam, it’s time to eat.”
Shen Xingchen immediately forgot his sourness and bolted over to eat. Shen Xingsui took off his gloves. Xu Enzhen next to him asked doubtfully, “Is it uncomfortable?”
“No, I just don’t want it to get dirty.”
Xu Enzhen’s heart trembled slightly after hearing this.
Actions always speak louder than words. People might say that they cherished one thing, but it was only lip-service. It’s different from Shen Xingsui, who said nothing but actually expressed his cautiousness subconsciously.
“It’s okay, Suisui.” Xu Enzhen came over and took the young man’s cold hand, and led him to the dining table, saying as they walked, “It doesn’t matter if it’s dirty or lost, I can knit one for you again. No need to worry about this, okay? Mom will make more for you in the future, I promise.”
Shen Xingsui’s grip subconsciously tightened. He pursed his lips, a shallow smile flashed across his eyes, and his heart relaxed.
It’s really great to come to the Shen family’s house. All of the family members are so gentle to him.
Not far away, Shen Xingchen commented, “I have a lot in my closet. Mom, you knit too much last year.”
“Don’t worry, if you are careless this year and lose one a week, I won’t make a replacement for you.” Xu Enzhen gave him a stink-eye. But when she looked at Shen Xingsui, she regained her tenderness, “Suisui, you don’t have to be too careful. If you lose or get dirty, just tell your mother.”
Shen Xingchen: “?”
He whined, “Mom, I want to sue you for child abuse!”
Xu Enzhen picked up a steamed bun to block his mouth, “Who said that as if you don’t lose one glove every week. It’s either you’re too forgetful or too careless. Mom is tired.”
“Ah, how can you despise your own flesh and blood?” Shen Xingchen made an exaggerated appearance of wiping away tears, and even pointed a butter knife at himself with an exaggerated wail, “I will let you taste the feeling of losing a loved one !”
Xu Enzhen’s mouth twitched into a smile.
Shen Xingsui couldn’t be more amused. His Erge really was the comedian of this family.
During the meal, Shen Yong and Shen Minglang also came back. They both tried wearing the scarves and hats knitted by Xu Enzhen, which were very suitable. Although the Shen family was a top wealthy family, they preferred using these homemade products compared to those branded clothes. This also applies to their furniture – if they could be made by Xu Enzhen, then it will be used.
This was home.
While eating, Shen Yong looked at his family members at the table, and said in a low voice, “This year’s Chinese New Year, I will take a holiday. I will take care of the company’s affairs in advance.”
Shen Minglang also parroted, “Me too. I have enough capital to speed up several projects so I can take a holiday.”
Xu Enzhen was happy to hear this. Unlike in previous years, where there were less gatherings and more departures. Since Shen Xingsui came back, the atmosphere of the family has obviously changed. They were gathering as a family much more often. This really warmed up Xu Enzhen’s heart.
But Shen Xingchen said, “I may not be able to be at home until night.”
Everyone at the table looked at him in unison.
Shen Xingchen shrugged and said, “My idol group received an invitation to perform at a special New Year’s stage. So I shouldn’t be able to come back until the performance is over, but if I hurry up, I may come home at night.”
Xu Enzhen then looked at Shen Xingsui.
Shen Xingsui hesitated and said, “Wang-jie hasn’t told me anything about my schedule during the New Years. So I think I should be free.”
Xu Enzhen breathed a sigh of relief, “It’s fine if you don’t have a schedule. Just rest at home on New Year. But if you end up having a job, then just go. It’s fine either way.”
Shen Xingsui nodded with a smile.