Chapter 194 We'll Get Married After Graduation

Just as Lu Yinzhao had imagined, Bian Ji took care of him responsibly and patiently all day.

Despite the rampant online rumors of her confession, Bian Ji didn't touch her phone at all throughout the day, except for a few calls from her agent.

She cooked, made desserts, and fruit platters for Lu Yinzhao, and even carefully arranged the fruit platters with animal patterns.

Lu Yinzhao wanted to watch TV, so Bian Ji simply lifted him off the chair without letting his feet touch the ground.

Lu Yinzhao wanted to sleep, so Bian Ji carried him to bed and stayed up with him to catch up on sleep. Before going to sleep, she would softly hum a gentle and lyrical tune.

After Lu Yinzhao fell asleep again, Bian Ji thoughtfully took out an electronic thermometer to check his temperature.

Bian Ji was also worried that his reckless behavior last night might have made Lu Yinzhao unwell.

Fortunately, nothing bad happened.

So... Zhao Zhao's body could handle what happened yesterday.

Bian Ji silently noted down the so-called "appropriate measure" in his mind, so that he would be more experienced next time.

Lu Yinzhao was also surprised by his own ability to withstand it.

Apart from body aches and slight discomfort in certain areas, he did not experience any of the discomfort that some people online described.

This is probably also related to Bian Ji's gentle guidance and probing in the early stages. Bian Ji only started to get excited after he was completely satisfied.

When I woke up from another nap, it was already 8 p.m.

Lu Yinzhao was fully awake.

When he got up, he felt that place was cool.

Lu Yinzhao's eyes widened suddenly, "Bian Ji!"

Bian Ji immediately ran into the room, still wearing an apron, as he had just put the food on the table.

"What's wrong? Zhao Zhao, are you feeling unwell?" Bian Ji walked over with concern and touched her forehead to check her temperature.

"What...what did you do to me? Why...do I feel a chill?" Lu Yinzhao was both ashamed and angry.

Bian Ji paused for a second, then realized what the other person was talking about, and chuckled, "I applied medicine to you while you were asleep, just in case. Although we took good precautions yesterday, I was still afraid of hurting you."

"Even so, why didn't you let me do it myself? Why did you have to do it while I was asleep..." Lu Yinzhao didn't understand how he could sleep so soundly.

Does doing an "anaerobic" workout really help you sleep?

Bian Ji's face still held a doting smile as he gently pinched Lu Yinzhao's cheek. "You've seen everything you should and shouldn't have seen. Isn't it good that I'm here to help you?"

Lu Yinzhao: "..."

Bian Ji: "I've also applied medicine to all the marks on your body, especially on your knees, I applied more so they'll heal faster."

Lu Yinzhao: "…………"

Lu Yinzhao didn't want to continue this topic with Bian Ji, so she quickly left the bedroom.

He was afraid that if he continued talking, he might lose control and want to hit someone.

All they keep bringing up are those disgusting scenes from last night, it's so annoying!

...

"It's too bland, there's not a drop of oil in it."

This was the second meal of the day, and for the first time, Lu Yinzhao began to nitpick about the food Bian Ji had prepared.

"The earthy smell of this dish hasn't been masked at all."

"And this, I smell a bit burnt."

"This isn't spicy enough."

"That's not sweet enough!"

Throughout the entire process, Bian Ji showed no displeasure and silently listened to Lu Yinzhao's little complaints.

Bian Ji put down the spoon, took out a tissue and wiped the soup stains from the corner of Lu Yinzhao's mouth, her fingertips gently brushing against his lower lip.

"When you first wake up, your stomach hasn't recovered yet. Too much salt or oil can easily cause acid reflux. As for the dishes that you think are too fishy or have a burnt taste, I'll eat them. You should drink more stomach-soothing porridge."

Lu Yinzhao knew perfectly well that Bian Ji's explanations were just an attempt to regain some ground by deliberately picking a fight.

However, Bian Ji's voice remained very soft throughout the day, and his eyes were always smiling, which made it impossible for Lu Yinzhao to continue nitpicking.

"If you really find it too bland, I'll take out the pickled radish from the fridge. You can have a little bit with your porridge. You said the pickled radish from that nearby pickle shop is flavorful, so I specially saved half a jar for you."

Listening to Bian Ji's rambling, Lu Yinzhao's heart suddenly softened.

Actually, he had almost forgotten what he had said, but Bian Ji always remembered the preferences he had casually mentioned.

Lu Yinzhao felt incredibly fortunate to have someone who thought of him, missed him, and loved him so much, and who was devoted to him wholeheartedly.

The slight temper that had been there earlier vanished instantly.

Lu Yinzhao picked up a piece of dried radish with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth and ate it happily, chewing it with a crunchy sound.

"Is it alright?" Bian Ji asked.

This time, Lu Yinzhao finally stopped complaining and said, "Mmm! Delicious!"

Lu Yinzhao drank a large bowl of porridge with the dried radish.

Bian Ji looked at his empty bowl, reached out and took it, "Would you like another bowl?"

"No, thank you." Lu Yinzhao leaned back in her chair and patted her round belly. "I'm a little full."

Bian Ji didn't let him move and started clearing the dishes himself.

Lu Yinzhao sat in the chair watching his back, the warm light from the kitchen falling on Bian Ji.

A thought stirred within him, and an impulse surged forth faster than his mind could process; his body acted first.

Lu Yinzhao wrapped her arms around Bian Ji's waist from behind, pressing tightly against his back.

Bian Ji paused slightly. "What's wrong? Is your back sore again?"

"No." Lu Yinzhao shook her head, burying her cheek against his back and rubbing it against him. She smelled the familiar scent. "Let me hold you for a while."

"Okay, then I won't wash the dishes now, so you can hug me as much as you want?"

Lu Yinzhao didn't know what was wrong with her. Just now, watching Bian Ji's back as he cleared the dishes, and thinking about Bian Ji's heartfelt confession at the concert yesterday, countless images flashed through her mind, and those little things that she had kept in her heart suddenly came to her lips.

Some things that were never said were inadvertently revealed.

"Brother, I like you more and more... Let's get married after graduation."

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No matter how heated the online discussion was, it only lasted for three days.

A week later, it was overshadowed by other, even more explosive news.

Netizens are very busy every day; they don't just review one "memorial" (a type of official document), but also have a lot of blog posts and notes that need to be "judged."

In addition, Bian Ji's relationship wasn't a particularly big deal.

Bian Ji has never marketed himself as single. He has always pursued the path of a talented singer-songwriter, and his personal relationship issues are not the most important thing for everyone.

Many fans expressed that as long as Bian Ji continues to release albums at the current pace and with the same quality every year, they wouldn't mind if Bian Ji were just dating someone outside the entertainment industry, or even if he got married on the same day.

They will send their sincerest blessings.

All I ask is that Bian Ji writes good songs and focuses on his career, and that he doesn't get caught up in romance or try to appease his fans by being in a relationship.

Bian Ji stated that this simply does not exist.

At first, Ling Guanren also had this worry, but later he realized that it was just a case of worrying unnecessarily.

The more Bian Ji falls in love, the faster he writes songs; it seems that being in love is a catalyst for his inspiration.

When everyone thought Bian Ji would write a bunch of love songs, he directly produced several hardcore tracks, some with intensity, some with sophistication, and some with a memorable depth.

Ling Guanren isn't particularly knowledgeable about music, but as an ordinary listener, he feels that Bian Ji's next album will be of higher quality than this one.

No doubt about it, it sounds really good.

His artists are really talented!

Meanwhile, Lu Yinzhao also began preparing for his trip to participate in the NOVUM event.

He'll be shooting for many famous celebrities, so he can't afford to mess things up at crucial moments.

During this period, he stopped rushing to place overseas orders and instead focused on studying.

He thoroughly studied the images on past NOVUM magazine covers and inside pages.

One day just before winter break.

Lu Yinzhao went to Bian Ji's studio again; it's practically become his second little nest.

He can easily access the high-spec computer on Bian Ji's desk, as well as the pile of professional photography books on the bookshelf behind him.

Bian Ji walked in, carrying a glass of juice. "Still preparing for the NOVUM event?"

"Hmm, NOVUM has a long history, and many of its illustrations are classics that I can learn from. I'll go through its past works first," Lu Yinzhao said calmly, his eyes never leaving the book.

Bian Ji glanced at it and saw a pile of nearly five years' worth of NOVUM magazines in a corner. The covers featured artists of different skin tones with their own unique fashion appeal, and the light and shadow compositions inside were so exquisite that they were hard to look away from.

Lu Yinzhao's fingertips traced the magazine cover as he made annotations in the margins with a highlighter.

"The black and white portraits in the March issue have such amazing contrasts of light and shadow; they really bring out the artists' emotions!" Lu Yinzhao couldn't help but mutter to himself whenever he saw a beautiful photo.

He then turned to the large, colorful pages inside, and sticky notes quickly filled the pages.

Looking at the photos in front of him, Lu Yinzhao couldn't help but sigh inwardly that the color saturation was just right, neither overshadowing the celebrities nor detracting from the texture of the clothing.

He suddenly realized that his level was still far from sufficient, and he was determined to learn more during this event.

Bian Ji sat beside Lu Yinzhao in silence, dealing with emails on her phone, keeping him company as they read.

After an unknown amount of time, when Bian Ji looked up again, she found Lu Yinzhao hunched over his desk, his brows furrowed, holding two magazine pages from different issues for comparison, gesturing with his fingertips to indicate the proportions of the images.

"Don't get too close, your eyes will get tired," Bian Ji reminded her.

He reached out and gently rubbed Lu Yinzhao's nape, then glanced at the time. "How long have you been working on this? It's almost dinner time. Do you want to take a break?"

Bian Ji sighed helplessly when he saw that the juice he had brought earlier had not been touched.

When Lu Yinzhao is immersed in work and study, it's exactly the same as when he's immersed in music; he can remain undisturbed and completely absorbed.

But Bian Ji still wanted to remind Lu Yinzhao to balance work and rest.

“I also want to create works like this…” Lu Yinzhao suddenly said, clearly not having heard Bian Ji’s earlier reminder.

Bian Ji replied, "You will, so... let's go eat first."

After saying that, he helped Lu Yinzhao close the book and picked her up from her seat.

"Okay, okay! I know! Put me down! I'll rest now!"

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Author's Note: Zhao Zhao: You confessed your feelings to me at the concert, so it's not unreasonable for me to say I want to get together with you, right? [Glasses]