In the dead of night, I opened my heart to a stranger in the live broadcast room, opened up the dusty past in my heart, and uncovered old scars. Unexpectedly, my heart was calm.
It’s really tragic to say that I haven’t escaped from my family of origin, school bullying, workplace abuse, love breakup and being dumped.
Once upon a time, I tossed and turned in sleepless nights, silently licking my wounds.
Adults experience and heal themselves at the same time. Over time, the wounds of the past will gradually become armor.
Originally, it was me comforting him, but it seemed that it ended up being me venting the accumulated emotions in my heart.
After that, I don't know if he was cured, but I felt better.
This netizen listened to what I said and took a few seconds to reply.
Only the shadow is with me: [I didn’t expect that the anchor is also a person with stories. 】
I laughed at myself: "Story? How can I call this a story? They are all accidents."
After saying that, I inadvertently glanced at the number of people online.
Huh?
It’s already 12:30 in the morning, how come there are still more than 10,000 people watching online?
I was confused and asked in amazement: "It's so late, why isn't everyone still sleeping?"
As soon as these words came out, it was like stirring up a thousand waves in a flat lake, and the originally calm comment area suddenly became boiling.
[I’ve all heard you chattering! I didn't put the child to sleep until eleven o'clock. It seemed that only the late night time was mine. 】
[I am the same upstairs. I am a little reluctant to sleep. I will be waiting for the children when I wake up tomorrow. 】
[I'm a taxi driver and I'm taking a break right now. Listening to your chatter, I feel like I'm not so lonely. 】
[I just got home from get off work, eh...]
After reading these comments, I suddenly felt like something was blocking my heart.
In the past, I only saw myself suffering, but it turns out that all living beings suffer.
It's late at night, but many people don't even have the right to rest. From their messages, I see not only the helplessness and devastation of life, but also persistence and hard work.
Life is torturing you to death, but you have to grit your teeth silently and force yourself to be strong.
I feel that behind the screen, there are not just ordinary people, but more like a group of fireflies scattered in every corner. Although the light is weak, they still work hard to protect life.
My heart was so hot that I didn't feel sleepy at all. I chatted with them until one o'clock in the morning before the broadcast ended.
Although my emotions were infected at the time, the price was that I was confused and depressed the next day.
At about eight o'clock in the morning, I woke up once, fell asleep again, and was not woken up by hunger until noon.
I ordered takeout, made do with a few bites, and then fell asleep again.
Later, I was woken up by Zhang Yin’s phone call.
I put the phone to my ear in a daze and said "hello" feebly.
"Hey, Sister Yin, what's going on..."
My voice is weak, and I have to admit that staying up late is really destructive.
Zhang Yin's excited voice came: "Brother, have you seen the hot searches? You are popular!"
Um?
My brain is still a little down, so I was stunned for a moment before asking, "What's so hot?"
"You were chatting with your fans last night! It has become a trending topic, so go check it out!"
I immediately sat up and opened the hot search app to see that I was indeed listed.
I don’t know which god posted the video of me chatting with fans in the early morning on the Internet. My words accidentally touched everyone’s pain points. Now people on the Internet call me a healing male anchor. Of course, there are also a few who accuse me of self-promotion.
I scrolled through the comments under the hot search, and I was a little confused. The sales were not popular, and Nakai actually put himself on the hot search.
After a while, all the groups on my phone were bombarded.
Zhang Yin sent the screenshot of my hot search to the work group. She was really happy. There was a lot of flattery and approval below, which was completely opposite to the previous mocking that I relied on Gigi Bai to lead the sales.
Usually left out for a long time
Various group chats became active again because I became a hot search topic. Some people asked in the group if this anchor was me. After all, it was difficult to tell the real thing from the fake one through the live broadcast of Level 10 beauty. Some even called me directly.
For example, Wu Shuang...
The moment I received Wu Shuang's call, I was a little surprised. This guy hasn't contacted me for a while. Now he suddenly contacted me. Could it be to borrow money?
It's not that I'm just imagining things. There have been too many such things recently. Last month, a high school classmate who hadn't contacted me for several years suddenly contacted me and talked about my sorrows and sweet memories. Finally, hesitantly asked me if I could lend him 100,000 yuan to buy a house. .
At that time, I couldn’t laugh or cry. It’s not that I didn’t want to borrow it, but I also had to have the strength!
The phone kept ringing, so I answered the call, and Wu Shuangchun's windy voice suddenly rang.
"Hey, Binzi, damn, you're on the trending search, bro, you're going to be popular."
I was very clear-headed and didn't get carried away because of his words.
"No, no, I'm just an ordinary person, I'm not hot or not."
"Damn it, you are so popular now, but don't forget me, brother! Don't forget each other even if you are rich or noble."
I smiled, and my smile was a little sour. At the beginning, we often talked about the saying that we should never forget each other even when we are rich, but before it was our turn to be tested by money, we separated.
I smiled bitterly, "What do you want from me?"
"No, I just wanted to tell you that if you want to buy a house in the future, come to me. I'm working in real estate now!"
I was startled and a little surprised: "Isn't your party hall running well?"
Wu Shuang pretended to be relaxed, "Hey, don't mention it. My two eldest brothers thought it was not profitable, so they sold it out."
I was a little surprised because at the beginning of the year, he encouraged Gigi Bai and me to do live broadcasts for him, but only three months later, it was closed down.
At this time, Wu Shuang said to me again: "I didn't expect that they would choose one of them. They all stopped working. I can't support it alone. Now I work in a real estate company owned by my brother-in-law! You want to buy a house." Tell me! Our company is spread all over the country..."
I smiled helplessly: "How do you think I can buy a house?"
"Damn it! You can make so much money by doing live broadcasts now! I won't believe you if you say you have no money! Besides, you've already become a hot search topic and will become popular soon. Remember to support your brothers..."
I hung up the phone and smiled bitterly.
If I hadn't been on the hot search, Wu Shuang wouldn't have contacted me. He thought I was a celebrity, but in the final analysis, I'm just a name.
I've been on this hot search for a day, and I've been looking through netizens' messages for a long time. From the messages, I feel that everyone is being pushed forward by time and pressure, and it's like there's an invisible whip behind us, lashing us, without any trace of it. While taking a breather...
Nowadays, social media is extremely developed. We see a lot of success and fame online. In comparison, everything seems to be inferior to others. And what I unintentionally confided yesterday may be the real background of life.
