thefictionvixens Chapter 402: What kind of quarrel is this? It's always a script
Chapter 402: What kind of quarrel is this? It's always a script
When Yu came out of her bedroom, she saw Sakura Fubuki still lying on the big sofa in the living room, clutching the screen of her mobile phone tightly, still looking like she was obviously angry with her.
Her body was curled up into a ball, and she exuded an aura of coldness that kept people at a distance.
When Hua Yu saw this scene, she didn't say much, and didn't even take the initiative to make eye contact.
After the fierce quarrel and conflict just now, Hua Yu's good mood for cooking completely disappeared.
She also took out her phone, opened the food delivery app, randomly selected a restaurant she usually ordered from, and ordered a takeout meal that was enough for just herself.
Then, Hua Yu sat on another small sofa at a certain distance from Sakura Fubuki, also turned her face to the side, and concentrated on playing various applications on her mobile phone.
The atmosphere in the entire living room became extremely silent and depressing, as if there was an invisible wall between the two people.
In the past, when they sat on the sofa together to rest, Sakura Fubuki always liked to lean against Hua Yu naturally.
Although most of the time they were playing with their own phones and doing their own things, at least the physical distance between them seemed intimate and natural.
That warm and harmonious atmosphere was once one of the most comfortable and reassuring moments in their cohabitation life.
Now, compared to the close intimacy they had before, there was an obvious and unsettling sense of distance between the two.
This alienation is not just about physical distance, but more about psychological and emotional barriers.
They were like two strange roommates, each occupying their own space, not interfering with each other or communicating.
This weird cold war situation made the atmosphere in the whole house extremely solemn and awkward.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, Sakura Fubuki's cell phone suddenly rang.
It was a call from the takeaway deliveryman, informing her that the food she ordered had been delivered downstairs.
Sakura Fubuki slowly got up from the sofa, without saying hello to Hua Yu, and walked directly to the entrance to open the door and get the food.
Her movements seemed somewhat stiff and unnatural, and she was obviously still immersed in the angry mood just now.
When Sakura Fubuki opened the door, she found that the person delivering the takeaway was a young-looking lady.
The other party was wearing a uniform delivery uniform and holding two exquisite takeout bags.
“Hello! This is the takeaway you ordered.”
The delivery girl said politely, and then handed the takeaway bag to Sakura Fubuki:
"Please confirm your order information and enjoy your meal!"
When Ying Fubuki took the takeaway, the delivery girl suddenly asked in confusion:
"But then again, why did they place two different orders when it was clearly the same address?"
"According to the preferential policy of this store, the set meal for two is actually more cost-effective, and the price will be much cheaper than a la carte."
"If you order food next time, I suggest you consider the set meal."
Hearing what the delivery girl said, Sakura Fubuki was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.
It turned out that they chose the same restaurant without any discussion or communication.
This coincidence made Sakura Fubuki feel a little hesitant.
Perhaps, even in the Cold War, their living habits and preferences still have a high degree of overlap.
Sakura Fubuki thanked her softly and did not give any explanation to the takeaway girl's question.
She took the two takeout bags and politely closed the door.
Hua Yu, who was sitting on the sofa on the other side of the living room, naturally pricked up her ears to listen to the conversation at the door.
When she saw Sakura Fubuki walking back with two exquisite takeout bags in her hands, she quickly realized what had happened.
"..."
After Sakura Fubuki walked back to the living room, she didn't say anything to explain or comment.
She just quietly took two takeouts, walked to the dining table, and gently placed the takeout bags on the table.
Then, she placed one of the takeaways next to the seat where Hua Yu usually liked to sit.
During the entire process, Sakura Fubuki did not make any sound, nor did she actively make eye contact with Hua Yu.
They are still in that delicate and awkward cold war state, and no one is willing to take the initiative to break the stalemate.
After a while, Hua Yu slowly got up from the sofa and walked to the other side of the dining table and sat down.
She glanced cautiously at Sakura Fubuki, who was lowering her head and eating.
Then he glanced at the takeaway box in front of him and confirmed the contents of the order.
It is indeed the same restaurant as Sakura Fubuki’s, and even the choice of dishes is very similar.
This tacit understanding made Hua Yu feel a little complicated, but she also didn't say anything.
Now the atmosphere at the entire table seemed extremely weird and awkward.
When they eat together, there is always all kinds of chit-chat and interaction, and the table is filled with laughter.
But now, the two of them were sitting face to face, yet they seemed to be in two completely different worlds.
Only the gentle clinking of cutlery occasionally broke the suffocating silence.
At this time, although Sakura Fubuki seemed to be concentrating on enjoying her lunch, in fact her mind was not on the food at all.
After such a long period of waiting and calming down, her brain had almost recovered from the impulsiveness and anger just now.
Reason took over again, and she began to reflect on everything that had just happened.
She also vaguely realized that she might have said something wrong or done something wrong just now.
Looking back now, those words accusing Hua Yu were indeed a bit excessive.
Hua Yu had always been so gentle and caring, she had never really hurt herself, and it was even more impossible for her to feel happy because of her setbacks.
"..."
Sakura Fubuki really wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, or apologize directly to Hua Yu.
But she didn't know how to start the conversation, as she was worried that doing so would make her lose face.
As a well-known anchor with a large number of fans on the Internet, she has always been accustomed to pretending to be strong and confident.
But in her private life, she is not as strong as she appears online.
Therefore, it takes a lot of courage for her to take the initiative to admit her mistakes and show weakness.
"Sakura Fubuki, when did you become so petty and childish?"
"Are we going to keep quarreling with Hua Yu like this?"
"What good does this do for you, and what's the point?"
"But she said that my skills were not good. Even if it might be said in anger, she did say it..."
"Damn it! What should I do?!"
She kept questioning herself in her heart, and suddenly a trace of regret emerged in her heart.
She could clearly feel that the distance between her and Hua Yu was widening.
This feeling of alienation made her feel scared and uneasy, because she actually didn't want to lose Hua Yu, an important partner and friend.
Hua Yu occupies an extremely important position in her life. She is not only a work partner, but also the closest companion in life.
Losing Hua Yu was something completely unacceptable to her.
However, she felt emotionally unable to take the initiative to apologize and admit her mistakes.
This contradictory and tangled mood made her fall into deep distress.
She silently hoped that Hua Yu would speak up.
After all, Hua Yu has always been so gentle and kind, always taking care of her emotions and feelings.
Based on past experience, Hua Yu should have taken the initiative to resolve this embarrassing situation.
"Speak up, Huayu!"
"As long as you speak first, give me a way out, or apologize to me, we can reconcile immediately..."
Sakura Fubuki was looking forward to this in her heart. While continuing to pretend to concentrate on eating, she was secretly observing Hua Yu's expression and reaction.
However, Hua Yu on the other side did not know Sakura Fubuki's complicated thoughts and expectations.
She also realized that her reaction just now was a little too intense and not calm enough.
After all, Sakura Fubuki herself is such an impulsive and irritable person, there is no need for her to compete with this guy so seriously.
As a relatively more mature and rational person, she should be more tolerant and patient.
However, words once spoken are like water spilled, and cannot be taken back.
Moreover, after thinking about it calmly, she really didn't think she had done anything wrong in this matter.
She just objectively analyzed the development trend of the game's plot and put forward her own professional insights.
It was Sakura Fubuki herself who insisted on questioning her judgment, and it was Sakura Fubuki who started the dispute first.
Judging from the relationship and way they get along with each other, it seems that I am the one who is taking the more initiative in taking care of Sakura Fubuki.
Whether it is daily living and diet or cooperation and support at work, she devotes more time and energy.
Why should she take the initiative to admit her mistake to Sakura Fubuki? !
Just because she is better at taking care of others, she has to take the initiative to break the barriers?
That doesn't make sense!
This thought made Hua Yu feel wronged and angry, and she decided not to take the initiative to show goodwill.
However, if Sakura Fubuki could realize her mistake and apologize to her on her own initiative, she would not be the kind of person who would hold a grudge.
As long as Sakura Fubuki can sincerely admit her mistake, she is willing to forgive her.
After all, the friendship and feelings between them are more precious and important than this little dispute.
"If you care about me more, then you should take the initiative to say something!"
Hua Yu was thinking secretly in her heart.
Just like that, during this lunch filled with a subtle atmosphere, the two girls each had their own complicated thoughts.
Deep down, they all hoped that the other party would take the initiative to speak and resolve this uncomfortable cold war situation.
But at the same time, they were all unable to take that crucial step due to various reasons.
This stalemate made the entire dining process seem particularly long and torturous.
They sat silently at the two ends of the dining table, each tasting food from the same restaurant, but they seemed to be in two completely different worlds.
……
After finishing her meal, Sakura Fubuki simply cleaned up her leftovers.
Her movements seemed a little impatient and irritable, and she was obviously still immersed in the complex emotional state just now.
After finishing the cleaning, Ying Xuefu turned to look at Hua Yu and took the initiative to speak:
"Let's start broadcasting after we finish eating."
Her tone sounded rather stiff and cold:
"Don't you think my skills are not good enough? Then let's see if I can beat that boss or not."
"If you still think I'm just bragging, I won't have anything to say."