CH 15

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Jiang Xun: “…”

Jiang Ying: “…”

“You call your nemesis ‘baby’?” Jiang Xun asked, pointing at the screen.

“It’s not me,” Jiang Ying quickly denied, “It’s the app’s fault.”

He added to his defense, “I just downloaded it not long ago, so I haven’t studied the app’s function thoroughly. I just used the default settings, okay?”

Jiang Xun was kinda impressed.

Jiang Ying was definitely more serious in fighting his nemesis than his own career. 

If Jiang Ying’s fans – the Silhouettes1Jiang Ying’s fandom name is 剪影, taken from his name: 江影., as they called themselves – saw this side, Jiang Xun couldn’t guess what they would think.   

“I am dedicated to my job!” Jiang Ying proclaimed, “the trumpet accounts pay attention to my nemesis’ every action, so I can keep ahead of him. This is what keeps me motivated to continue making improvements!” 

Then Jiang Ying’s hand stopped in mid-air, and his expression became weird – he looked stuck between laughter and anger. If Jiang Xun had to describe it, it was a kind of angry smile.

Jiang Xun: “?”

Jiang Xun: “What kind did you look to make you look like that?”

Just what exactly did Gu Wei like that made Jiang Ying lost his composure?

Jiang Ying struggled to speak normally, so he gave up explaining and just handed his phone to Jiang Xun to see it for himself, “Ge, have you offended him recently?”

Jiang Xun: “??”

Jiang Ying: “I told you he just looks well-behaved, didn’t I? But in fact, he’s a rotten person.“ 

Jiang Xun: “???”

Jiang Ying: “I can’t do it, I’m sorry ge, I have to laugh–” and with that, Jiang Ying proceeded to laugh his ass off.

Jiang Ying: “Hahahahaha— ge!!, I can’t believe–!” he wheezed hard, “you– you used to have this kind of style?” he still continued to laugh without a care.

Jiang Xun took the phone, pressed the screen to turn it on, and took a closer look.

Jiang Xun: “…” 

The app led him to the post Gu Wei liked. The content of the post looked… oddly familiar. But the ID of the Weibo—

Wait. This was his Weibo. 

Taking a closer look, it was something he posted when he was thirteen years old.

Jiang Xun, a middle school student ten years ago, had posted zero comments, zero retweets, and zero likes. Instead, he posted some… cringe posts back then. 

The clincher was, this stinky ten-years-old post was dug up by some brat playing archeologist, and he liked it to boot. 

And now, it was brought up to the surface.

This was akin to whipping his corpse in public for everyone to see.

An unprecedented scale of social suicide.

@TMW-Xun: Lonely night, lonely rain, lonely search2this is kinda a pun, as the word for ‘search’ and ‘Xun’ in Jiang Xun’s name is the same: 寻. So the ‘lonely search’ can be translated as ‘lonely Xun’. JX was a chuunibyou back then lol… waiting for the lonely you. SmokingCigarette.jpg