sleep anchor

It was the first time that Cheng Yunfeng felt that it was so difficult to ask a man out for dinner. As if angry with himself, he threw the phone on the table and went to the back kitchen to watch the preparation of the dishes.

When Ren Xuan got off work, she put on her bag and stepped out with her colleagues.He went around to the vegetable market in the east of the community and bought some vegetables and fruits.In the afternoon, the sun in the west made the living room sultry. Ren Xuan washed his face, changed his clothes, and went to the kitchen to fry a plate of simple seasonal vegetables.

He lay in bed all day yesterday without any rice, so he inevitably felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach today.After he finished his porridge and cleaned up the kitchen, the sun began to set.There is still light outside the window, and there are children playing and chasing and laughing in the yard, but in the living room there is only Ren Xuan sitting quietly, watching all the excitement that does not belong to him.

This is Ren Xuan's life, working from nine to five, and copying and pasting workdays.His rare mood swings are also related to Chen Sui, but after work, Chen Sui needs him less and less, and even the opportunity to contribute becomes precious, until one day, his existence will become an eyesore.

Standing there, Ren Xuan felt another pain in his heart, maybe every day from now on.

He opened the door and walked into the small bedroom.The windows are always closed because of the needs of the radio, and the room feels oppressive and hard to breathe.Ren Xuan opened the window, and a gust of wind blew towards her face, warm but refreshed.

He turned on the computer, found another box, and put away the scattered props on the small bed. He wondered whether to throw them away or find a corner to seal them up.The computer started beeping, and Ren Xuan put the box on the bed. He opened the website of Station M, hesitating whether to log out of the account.

Last year, Chen Sui always complained that he couldn't sleep. Ren Xuan checked many methods behind his back. Chen Sui thought it was troublesome and wanted to take sleep aids. Ren Xuan was worried about the side effects, so he forced him to listen to some ASMR audio before going to bed.

Ren Xuan had selfish intentions, and all the voices she sent were male voices. Chen Sui felt weird and awkward when he heard an unfamiliar male voice close to his ears.Ren Xuan asked him about the effect, Chen Sui answered him casually: "The voice is not as good as yours, it's not as good as you recording it for me yourself."

Chen Sui said something casually, but Ren Xuan took it to heart.He immediately ordered binaural microphones and props online, and began to study ASMR audio in a decent way.After half a month, he sent two paragraphs to Chen Sui. Chen Sui said it was very effective and he fell asleep very quickly.Satisfied, Ren Xuan studied the recording, which used to occupy his leisure time after dinner for a long time.

A few months ago, Chen Sui tactfully told him that his sleep problems had improved a lot and that he no longer needed to continue recording audio, so Ren Xuan rarely stepped into this room.He touched the mouse and thought blankly, the hobby that accompanied him for nearly a year was also related to Chen Sui.

Chen Sui didn't know his M-station account, and every time he sent the recorded audio directly, he wanted to cancel the account just to bid farewell to the past, showing off his formalism.

Ren Xuan hadn't logged in for a long time, and there were many notifications on the site in the message bar. He clicked on them one by one, and looked for the logout button by the way.The system prompted him to have a new comment. A listener named "Little Red Riding Hood" liked his audio very much, liked it a lot, and left several comments.

"The voice of the anchor is really nice! Can you say a few more words in the next submission?"

"Listen to your audio every night to sleep, thank you very much!"

Ren Xuan read the comments and paused with her fingertips.His audio has also helped others, and some people like his recordings. Besides Chen Sui, he also squeezed a little warm meaning into other people's lives.

"Then keep it." Ren Xuan said to herself.At least when recording audio, he had a lot of focused joy, even if the raw power was wiped out.

"I hope you get a good night's sleep every night." Ren Xuan typed a reply to "Little Red Riding Hood", and uploaded all the recorded but unpublished audio as a gift to "Little Red Riding Hood".

When Ren Xuan went to work the next day, she still received WeChat harassment from "Feng" from time to time.He would send Ren Xuan a message from time to time, and even if Ren Xuan didn't reply, he would never get tired of it alone.Ren Xuan felt that he was like a high school student who had just begun to fall in love, with the recklessness and cheekiness of a first love chasing a girl.

At ten o'clock in the morning on the third day, when Ren Xuan received another message from "Feng", he gave up. "I'm free in the evening, let's go out for dinner." Ren Xuan resigned to typing, and then added, "I invite you."

"Don't, that's so embarrassing. What do you want to eat?" Cheng Yunfeng wiped his hands, walked back to the lobby from the back kitchen, pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at the screen and replying messages while giggling.After typing, he chose a grinning expression and sent it, looking very enthusiastic.

Ren Xuan looked at the big white teeth dancing on Xiao Huang's face, and pressed the same provocative and triumphant smile on the face that was not clear in his memory.

"Don't go to the hot pot restaurant, everything else is fine." Ren Xuan thoughtlessly replied and sent it.He's not a picky eater, but the stimulation given to him by Chen Sui that night was so profound that he couldn't convince himself to sit in the same restaurant and have another meal in a calm manner.

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"Isn't my hot pot delicious?" This person really didn't show face, Cheng Yunfeng drooped the corners of his mouth unhappily, and even promised to come out for dinner, and took the opportunity to ridicule himself.

It was only then that Ren Xuan suddenly realized that he had charged the wrong money at the hot pot restaurant and added it on WeChat, and the person who kept asking for money afterwards could only be the boss himself.It seems that it is really rude to say to the unknowing boss not to eat in his restaurant.

"That's not what it means, I'm afraid you'll get tired of smelling it in the store and don't want to eat it." No matter how far-fetched the reason sounds, Ren Xuan still changed the subject bluntly. "Go to the porridge shop, the taste is not bad." After speaking, Ren Xuan found a location and sent it.

The porridge shop is opposite Ren Xuan's unit, and I ate there with colleagues a few times when the food in the cafeteria was not good, and the taste can only be regarded as "average" for people with a bad mouth.Ren Xuan chose it because the decoration was decent, and the most important thing was that it was close, and he would leave after eating. He didn't want to stay for a minute longer for this kind of inexplicable entertainment.

Cheng Yunfeng replied "OK" and said that he would arrive on time, so he was quiet all afternoon and did not continue to bombard Ren Xuan on WeChat.

Ren Xuan stepped off work as usual, said goodbye to his colleagues downstairs, and turned to the porridge shop opposite.It was less than a quarter past five, and there were already a few tables of customers sitting in the store.He didn't ask for a private room, and he didn't even choose a seat carefully. He just picked a seat where the sunset couldn't see it, put down his bag and sat down.

Ren Xuan was holding a glass of lemonade in a daze. He had been like this for the past few days, his face was ashen, and he lost interest in everything.Cheng Yunfeng parked his car at the entrance of the porridge shop, stepped down, took off his retro fiberglass helmet, opened the bucket and put it in.

Ren Xuan gradually felt a pressure until he realized that most of the out-of-focus desktop was covered by shadows.He slowly raised his head to the left, just in time to look at Cheng Yunfeng from his feet to his head.Black sneakers are paired with smoky gray straight-leg jeans, and a dark T-shirt sticks to the flesh, outlining a strong line, and above that is a common cropped cut for men, but a pair of sunglasses is unusually worn.It was the flesh-colored Band-Aid on the high bridge of the nose that brought her temperament back a bit from pretense to middle school.

Cheng Yunfeng knocked on the table with a finger. When he was expressionless, he looked unhappy, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with the restaurant. "Just eat here?" He finally couldn't help frowning when he spoke.

Ren Xuan was overwhelmed by the momentary height difference, raised his head silently, and nodded his chin blankly.Cheng Yunfeng pulled out his chair and sat down, and when he looked up at Ren Xuan, his expression was much happier.

The Cheng Yunfeng in front of him was different from the Cheng Yunfeng in Ren Xuan's impression, or Cheng Yunfeng who settled the wrong account that day did not leave a memorable impression on Ren Xuan.That night, his head was filled with the bad news of Chen Sui's getting married, and he had no time to pay attention to the cashier nestled in the bar chair.The Cheng Yunfeng in front of him was much sharper, and the face that had always been blurred was re-engraved with profound features, so that Ren Xuan would not forget it easily.

"My name is Cheng Yunfeng, the boss of 'Xiaowenyi', the Cheng of the equation, the cloud of the cloud, and the peak of the mountain." Cheng Yunfeng seldom introduces himself in this way, and he sat on the chair and straightened his back.

Ren Xuan remembered the signboard that night, the little colored lantern was indeed called Xiaowenyi. "Ren Xuan," he recalled Cheng Yunfeng's self-introduction just finished, "Xuan next to the Japanese word."

Seeing Ren Xuan casually glanced at the bridge of his nose, Cheng Yunfeng touched the band-aid with embarrassment, "I accidentally rubbed it while playing football last night."

Ren Xuan's curious sneak peeks were broken, and the successive faux pas were not at the level he used to deal with people. After three years in the agency, no matter how lively his personality is, he can develop a calm demeanor.It must be that the armor of the disguise was finally knocked through by out-of-control emotions, and the rebellious side was about to come out to make trouble.

"Oh, do you exercise regularly? You can tell." Ren Xuan tried to bring the atmosphere back on track, and gave Cheng Yunfeng a friendly smile, "No wonder the limbs are well developed." After speaking, Ren Xuan began to regret, isn't the water not good to drink? Why open your mouth.The four words that often followed were not his intention, but he just blurted them out too quickly.Ren Xuan's smile gradually became awkward, and he bit the bullet and answered, "Energetic."

Cheng Yunfeng first thought carefully about Ren Xuan's yin and yang aura, and then saw that he lowered his head with regret and opened his mouth. He felt that Ren Xuan might not hate him, but that he was not very clever.