Friday, the regular meeting of the Department of Public Information.

In the classroom, there were tables and chairs that everyone had set up before the meeting began, and everyone sat down in the order in which they entered the room. From time to time, a member of the school club management department, who is responsible for inspecting the work of various departments, pushed the door into the house to take a few photos, and then nodded to the head of the information department and left.

At the front of the classroom, Wen Xun, who was wearing a decent linen brown suit, held the PPT that she had finally finished and hosted the regular meeting on the stage.

During this period, Wen Xun's eyes swept to the audience several times, and Ye Lin would turn his head to avoid her gaze. Such a misunderstood and hated taste is naturally unpleasant, she sighed in her heart, still smiling on her face, and continued to host quietly.

After the regular meeting ended successfully, the minister stopped Wen Xun, who was about to step down, and said to her, "The Spring Art Festival in a few days needs two members of the material collection department, so you and Ye Lin will be in charge, no problem, right?"

Wen Xun said, "I'm fine," and then turned his gaze to Ye Lin with some hesitation.

She thought he would refuse.

But perhaps because he felt that he was not good at asking too much as an ordinary minister, he did not refuse, and said to the minister, "I have no problem." The gaze still didn't fall on Wen Xun.

Wen Xun closed the PPT, pulled out his USB flash drive and put it in his pocket, and stepped off the podium.

Two days later, at the screening site of the art festival program, Wen Xun and Ye Lin each stood in the same row with their cameras and other staff. Wen Xun took the first two steps and asked the person in charge of the program screening, "Hello, I am Wen Xun from the Ministry of Information who is in charge of filming this art festival, can I shoot this program list?"

The senior sister of the Literature and Art Department who was asked turned around and looked at the work card of the Ministry of Information hanging on Wen Xun's body. "Oh, of course you can, but this is only a temporary show that everyone has reported on, and after that, only half of it will be left at most. ”

Wen Xun nodded and replied, "It's okay, I'll shoot again after the final single comes out." Then he clicked on the program list handed out by the senior sister. When she checked the renderings, she saw an original song by Jiang Xiangyang on the program list. Suddenly, she remembered what Jiang Xiangyang had said to her.

- It is indeed very hurtful to think that one's mind is not valued by the person you like, and that you are not respected by the person you like.

- It's really not appropriate to go out of your way to make it clear to him, so you have to choose when to say it yourself.

Her gaze moved from the camera screen to Ye Lin. She thought, today's shooting task is very leisurely, and there are only two people in the whole process, Ye Lin and me, this should be a good time.

"Can I go?" Ye Lin, who was standing next to Wen Xun about a meter away, didn't know if he felt Wen Xun's gaze or something, and suddenly opened his mouth, interrupting Wen Xun's thoughts, "Let's go see the venue?"

"Oh, good. Wen Xun responded and put away the camera.

There is a distance from the screening site to the place where the festival will be held a few days later, and it is now past four o'clock in the afternoon, which is the quiet time on campus. Ye Lin and Wen Xun walked one after the other, and they didn't speak. The only thing that echoed on the road was the faint sound of a few willow trees that had sprouted new shoots being stirred by the warm spring breeze.

They continued to walk forward until they passed by the artificial lake in the school, and Wen Xun finally made up his mind to call out to Ye Lin, who was walking briskly in front.

"Ye Lin! you wait. ”

Ye Lin stopped when he heard the sound, and Wen Xun hurriedly trotted forward and stood side by side with him. Then, the two of them continued to walk slowly at the same speed.

"I think about it, but I still feel like I owe you an explanation for what happened at the airport that day. Wen Xun paid attention to Ye Lin's face and opened his mouth tentatively. "I ...... that day"

Unexpectedly, Ye Lin quickly interrupted her, and he said, "Well, I know, you didn't mean to take me to buy the candy endorsed by Jiang Xiangyang." I was so angry that day that I insisted on thinking that, but then I calmed down and it was easy to know. That's what you're talking about. ”

"You know I didn't mean to?" Wen Xun felt a little surprised, "That'...... I don't think you're still angry with me. ”

"I'm just fulfilling my previous promises. Ye Lin said, "I like you silently." This is how I silently like someone, not angry. ”

People on the other side of the artificial lake threw a pebble into the lake, and the pebble hit the water three times in a row, making a clear sound.

Ye Lin looked at Wen Xun's eyes, from her eyes, he could see fluctuations and ripples, as if his words were also stones, and this stone hit her eyes.

He wasn't sure if there would be a day when his persistence, his liking, would be able to touch her heart.

After a brief conversation, the two of them continued to move forward. Halfway through, Wen Xun stopped and raised his camera to take a picture of the swallow flying in the sky, which was a special gain for himself after completing official duties today. But she didn't get a satisfactory shot when she pressed the shutter twice, not because of poor photography skills, but because she was uneasy and didn't have the heart to do this.

Rather than being confessed again, Wen Xun imagined more that Ye Lin was unmoved after listening to her explanation, and continued to insist on his misunderstanding. Or even if they believe her explanation, they still blame her and don't care about her anymore. To put it selfishly, she would have preferred the truth to be both—at least then Ye Lin wouldn't like her.

It's not that this liking has caused her much trouble, it's just that she feels like a person who wants peace of mind and is afraid of trouble, and she doesn't want to bear a liking from someone she doesn't know.

It's just that Ye Lin likes it alone, Wen Xundu already feels that if she has a thousand catties of burden, it is difficult for her to imagine how much pressure it will be to carry Jiang Xiangyang, who is liked by thousands of people. It is true that being liked by fans is different from being unrequited by people around you in life, and being liked by fans is essentially a beautiful thing. But when you see them insulting other people's fans under their own banner, and when you see them expressing dissatisfaction with their words and deeds, it is impossible not to be burdened.

People in the world say that it is not easy to like someone unilaterally, but as everyone knows, it is also difficult to be liked unilaterally. Should you respond politely to the love that someone who bears your feelings for no reason, or should you follow your own will and ignore it?

Neither seems to be quite suitable.

There may not be a perfect answer at all.

Wen Xun and Ye Lin arrived at the venue where the festival would be held in a few days. The venue was empty, as if even the shutter sound echoed. When Wen Xun held up his camera to shoot the ray of light that penetrated into the venue through the skylight, he could already see Ye Lin filming her with his own camera. But in order to avoid embarrassment, she could only pretend not to see it and not react.