Chapter 20：

After the boy wearing the mask left for a long time, Huo Ran sat there in a daze.

He felt as if he had thought about a lot of questions, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

The head became a mess of wool, dysfunctional, logic failed, and only a few images flashed over and over again.

Surrounded by unfamiliar crowds, chaotic words and voices buzzed in his ears, but Huo Ran saw those clear and bright eyes at a glance, and there was only silence left.

When he saw the boy again, he held a thick notebook and carefully recorded what he saw and felt. Occasionally he raised his face to look at the producer who was giving a passionate speech on the booth, with a burning brilliance in his eyes.

They made exactly the same expressions at the same time in the game, and then looked up at the same time. So the other party suddenly opened his beautiful eyes, and the earphones slipped off, revealing his red ears.

He filled out the questionnaire very attentively, frowning slightly when he was thinking, and his handwriting was beautiful. Huo Ran sat beside him, as if enveloped by a peaceful force, he watched silently for a long time.

Finally, he took the medicine box he handed over, and said thank you and goodbye with a blank expression.

After Huo Ran watched him leave, he kept the same posture, motionless, until now.

Huo Ran had never seen himself like this.

He stretched out his hand and touched his hot cheeks, forcibly regaining some rationality, trying to judge the current situation.

After thinking for a while, Huo Ran stopped the staff who were standing by and did not dare to make any movement.

His tone was very firm: "Is the temperature of the air conditioner in this venue too high? It's a bit hot."

The staff who feel that they don’t wear enough clothes after nightfall:…

"Is... right?" The staff tried to smile affirmatively, "When you say that, I seem to be a little hot too."

Huo Ran was inexplicably relieved, "Then turn it down a bit, it's too stuffy, I can't breathe."

"Okay, I'll tune it right away." The well-informed staff kept a professional smile, "Should I send you the video that I recorded for you before, or do we need to do some post-processing?"

"Just give me the memory card." Huo Ran got up and was about to leave, "Thank you for your hard work today."

He took the memory card packed in a small box and left the exhibition center. Jiang Nansheng had already prepared a car and waited for him at the door.

After getting into the spacious luxury car, Huo Ran rolled down the window, and the gentle wind came in, finally waking up a bit of sanity.

He was silent for a long time, and the car was unusually quiet. Jiang Nansheng who was habitually blushing in the passenger seat did not dare to speak rashly, and only occasionally glanced at Huo Ran reflected in the rearview mirror.

Huo Ran noticed his gaze, but this time he was not bothered by the blushing problem of the other party as usual.

He was thinking about another question.

Will the boy's face under the mask be as red as his ears?

Although he didn't see his face, Huo Ran seemed to be able to imagine the nervous and confused expression on the other side.

…No, why did he think of that boy again.

Huo Ran was a little annoyed, he felt that he couldn't control his head today.

Unread messages from Huo Sihan were quietly displayed on the phone.

[RT-Mart has killed fish for ten years: Has my dear brother played the War of the Roses yet? ]

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[RT-Mart has been killing fish for ten years: Is there a new young lady who strikes up a conversation with you this afternoon? Is there any beautiful duck that impresses you very much! ]

Speaking of impressive...

Forget it, Huo Ran, who was a little confused and guilty, forced himself to cut off his thoughts.

He decided to calmly think about why his state had become so strange from another angle.

When Huo Ran saw the strange masked boy at first, his first reaction was actually to think of Dr. Tao, including the way he saw him taking notes seriously later, it was so similar to the Dr. Tao in his imagination.

Even when he accidentally saw the other party wandering around the War of the Roses booth with a bag on his back, Huo Ran seemed to feel a very small sense of loneliness.

Just like Dr. Tao that night.

So Huo Ran reflexively told the staff that he wanted to randomly select a live audience.

Then he walked towards the man without thinking.

Huo Ran immediately discovered the crux of the matter, and everything was related to Dr. Tao, whom he had never met before.

They are so similar.

If Huo Ran didn't know that Dr. Tao is a busy psychiatrist, maybe he would directly ask the other party: Do you know a netizen named HR?

As for why he cared so much about Dr. Tao, Huo Ran, who had little emotional experience, quickly gave an answer that sounded quite convincing.

This is the first time he has made friends with netizens, so it has a very special meaning in his heart.

When Huo Sihan was twelve or thirteen years old and met a bunch of little girls on the Internet, it was almost the same way. During the daily chat, he would mention his **** friends, and often giggle at the phone.

Yes, it makes sense.

Huo Ran's mood became happy again, his tense expression gradually relaxed, revealing a little smile.

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to share this with Dr. Tao.

After a little hesitation, Huo Ran opened the app decisively, and clicked on the dialog box with Dr. Tao.

His fingers typed quickly.

[HR: Doctor Tao, today I met a very special person. ]

[HR: My mood has become so strange that I can't describe it in words. ]

After writing this, Huo Ran couldn't help feeling a little curious.

Did Dr. Tao ever have such a moment?

[HR: If it is not too presumptuous, I would like to ask Dr. Tao a question. ]

The fingers tapping the screen stopped, Huo Ran got stuck, he didn't know how to describe his feelings towards that strange boy in a simple way.

He thought for a while, and his mind was filled with a somewhat childish vocabulary.

Besides, Huo Ran couldn't find any other adjectives.

So this time, he slowly typed the question—

[HR: Under what circumstances do you think a person is cute? ]

The message has been sent.

Huo Ran stared at the screen nervously, and breathed lightly involuntarily.

Dr. Tao is typing.

Dr. Tao sent a new message.

[Tao: What do you think is cute about her? ]

Huo Ran didn't notice the word "her", and carefully recalled everything that happened today.

[HR: I can't say it, it seems that there is no specific cuteness...]

[HR: But my head is a mess, I don't have any words to describe the feeling, I can only think of cuteness. ]

This time, Dr. Tao spent five minutes typing before sending a short reply.

[Tao: I think, you should have fallen in love with her at first sight^-^]