This question can be said to hit the nail on the head. Careful fans also began to make bold guesses:

[Madam, you won't be able to succeed in this position?]

[Hahaha, have you developed offline in the past two years?]

[If it's someone else, I'll be sad. But if it's Empress, then I'm just uncertain of what to feel.]

[Hahaha, if a fan succeeds, rounding up means that I also succeeded.]

Everyone was discussing, while Shen Xingsui was facing an existential crisis. He would only be more entangled with Fu Jinxiao, and if he ever fucked up... wouldn't everyone knew that the account owner was him?!

Now the fans were friendly, it's because they didn't know it was him. But if they knew, they might not be as friendly. Though, the most important thing was he could never ever let Fu Jinxiao know it was him.

If he ever knew, it's best to let the Earth reclaim him.

"What should I do..."

Shen Xingsui was going crazy, he was hesitating whether to delete the Weibo app or cancel his account.

But how can he be willing to cancel his account? This was the account that was the tantamount of his youth. There's too many memories associated with this account. If he canceled his account, everything would be destroyed with no turning back.

Shen Xingsui rolled around on the bed at home, holding a flower and started tearing the petals, muttering, "Cancel, or not. Cancel it... or let it be.."

Shen Xingchen came in and saw this weird scene.

"Hey! Are you bewitched?" Shen Xingchen walked in with big strides. "Do I need to recite a spell for you?"

Shen Xingsui came back to his senses, quickly put away the flowers and said, "I'm not bewitched, I'm... ...appreciating the flowers."

Shen Xingchen was speechless about the petals all over the place, but he still said, "Mom asked me to call you downstairs, and sent us to install an equipment!"

'Install a what?'

Shen Xingsui was still scatter-brained. But he still followed his brother downstairs. It was nearly the beginning of winter, and the floor heating has begun to heat up. The kettle downstairs should be boiling some scented tea, as the nice scent could be smelled from up there. The warm yellow light in the living room was on, and they walked to the sofa while stepping on the fluffy and clean carpet.

Xu Enzhen smiled and said, "Come on, come and have a try."

Shen Xingsui moved closer, and saw Xu Enzhen holding gloves and a scarf in his hands. He was still confused. Where's the equipment that was supposed to be installed? He trailed his eyes over the knitted items, and found that it was still connected to a big ball of yarn. This should be handmade by Xu Enzhen herself, and has only recently finished.

Shen Xingchen leaned over and said, "Which one is mine?"

Xu Enzhen pointed to the black scarf on the table, "This one, take it yourself."

Shen Xingchen was quite satisfied. He put it on, and styled the scarf by throwing it over his shoulder. "Mom, I have grown a lot taller this year, why are you still making it according to my previous year's height?"

Xu Enzhen deflected her son's complaint, "It's just a scarf, it can't be too big or too small. Just wear it normally."

Xu Enzhen walked to him and put the warm yellow scarf over his shoulder. She tied it neatly, then tightened the knot.

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