Chapel proposal

After living in the old, dilapidated house for more than half a month, Yu Sheng barely adapted to the frugal life, but he just couldn't get used to that creaky, broken bed.

Especially if Lu Chenyang went too far the night before without restraint, Yu Sheng would definitely grimac and complain the next day that her bones were aching all over.

At this time, Lu Chenyang would massage his sore back and waist while laughing at him, calling him the Princess and the Pea.

Having just finished bathing this "Princess and the Pea," Lu Chenyang carried her back to bed, wrapped her tightly in the quilt, and then turned around to go back to the bathroom to take a shower himself.

Yu Sheng snuggled in the blankets, feeling warm all over, her nostrils filled with Lu Chenyang's refreshing and pleasant scent, and she yawned comfortably.

As drowsiness washed over him, he closed his eyes, intending to catch up on some sleep. Suddenly, he remembered that during their passionate moment, a phone call had interrupted them, causing Lu Chenyang to throw his phone away in frustration.

A noticeably thin arm emerged from under the covers. Yu Sheng groped around the bed for a while before finally prying the poor phone out from the crack in the bed.

What a great phone, just throwing it away like that. Yu Sheng blew the dust off it with a pained expression. This was a smartphone!

In the past, if he had broken ten or eight of these things, Young Master Yu wouldn't have even batted an eye. But things are different now; he hasn't touched this "luxury item" for almost a month.

Yesterday, on New Year's Eve, her agent, Sister Zhou, specifically instructed her to update her Weibo and interact with fans, as they hadn't been seen together in public for a long time, and also to promote their new movie, "Shattered Light." Only then was Yu Sheng able to retrieve her long-lost "treasure" from the clutches of the wicked Lan Dajing.

A week ago, "Shattered Light" was released, and Lu Chenyang followed Wu Luoyu around for promotional tours. He only returned to Changchun yesterday.

Yu Sheng personally went to the airport to pick him up, and the two of them played around outside until late at night. As soon as he got home, Lu Chenyang packed him up and threw him onto that broken bed.

The creaking, groaning bed creaked all night, the bed frame almost collapsing. Yu Sheng's memory of how she took a shower and put on her pajamas was already a blur, and she had no mind to care about Weibo anymore.

Yu Sheng rubbed her still sore lower back, glanced at the steamy bathroom, and secretly ground her teeth: "Beast! A pure wolf cub...aren't you afraid of overeating?"

Just as her fingertip was about to light up the screen, the phone buzzed again, displaying the words "Sister Zhou" on the screen. Yu Sheng glanced at the bathroom again and simply pressed the answer button for Lu Chenyang.

As soon as the call connected, Sister Zhou's signature voice burst out: "Chenyang! What's wrong with you? You haven't updated your Weibo, the official Weibo account of 'Dark Fire' hasn't retweeted it, and you've even stirred up such a huge trending topic! Do you think your sister's workload isn't heavy enough?"

Taken aback by the barrage of questions, Yu Sheng slowly rolled over, finding a more comfortable position in the soft blankets, and lazily drawled into the microphone, "Oh, Sister Zhou, worrying too much will give you wrinkles. If the workload is too heavy, just ask Lan Lao Er to give you a raise, won't that solve the problem?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a slightly awkward cough: "Uh... Little Yu? Is Chenyang... there?" Yu Sheng is a shareholder of Xinghua, so he is her boss.

"I'm taking a shower," Yu Sheng answered frankly and without any psychological burden.

When Lu Chenyang signed with Xinghua, he made their relationship clear to the company, so he was even a little smug and proud at this moment.

"Oh... I see," Sister Zhou's voice became noticeably unnatural, and her tone softened considerably. "Then... could you please have Mr. Yu have Chenyang call me back later? I still need to finalize the follow-up promotion for 'Shattered Light' with him."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Sheng's curiosity was piqued. What had made it to the trending topics yesterday? So much had happened: airport pickup, dinner, a movie, piano playing, a "thrilling escape"... Oh, and... he got proposed to!!!

My finger eagerly tapped the Weibo icon, and sure enough, their names were among the top five trending topics.

Click on the first entry: #YuShengEating#

The pinned post was a candid photo. The moment Yu Sheng saw the picture, his face changed instantly, and he almost jumped up: "Damn it! Who was the jerk who took this picture? They made me look so stupid!"

The photo was clearly taken from a car window. In the picture, Lu Chenyang leaned lazily against the driver's side window, his gaze fixed on the passenger in the passenger seat, a wide smile curving his lips.

He was wearing a black and white color-blocked down jacket over a hooded sweatshirt, and a white knitted hat tilted to one side of his head. He looked fresh and handsome, just like a sunny campus heartthrob.

In contrast, Yu Sheng in the photo is huddled in the passenger seat, holding a grilled squid that covers his entire face in his hands. He is grinning as he stuffs the squid tentacles into his mouth, looking like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, as if he wants to swallow even the bamboo skewer.

No wonder, after nearly a month of eating only bland food, Young Master Yu must have been starving.

After picking up Lu Chenyang at the airport yesterday, he went straight to the busiest and most lively food street in the university town without saying a word. He was so bored!

Lu Chenyang suggested going to Shuye, but Yu Sheng immediately rejected the idea. He was afraid of running into Lan Dajing and feeling awkward eating there. He had never experienced such a lively and down-to-earth roadside stall before.

The once proud and picky Second Young Master Yu, who would always check the chef's qualifications before eating out and wouldn't even glance at street food, now has eyes that light up, and everything looks incredibly tempting. Especially the sizzling, oily squid—it's so irresistible to him.

The food street was so crowded that cars couldn't even get in. Yu Sheng was afraid of being recognized by fans and causing a commotion, so she quickly bought her food and fled back to the car with Lu Chenyang.

In late December in Northeast China, the temperature was nearing minus twenty degrees Celsius. In just two minutes, the piping hot squid had become lukewarm, and the outer layer had even hardened and become tough.

Yu Sheng was so hungry that she didn't care about her image and started tearing into the food. Little did she know that her embarrassing state was being secretly filmed.

Yu Sheng was so angry that her cheeks puffed up. She angrily exited the app without even reading the comments and went straight to the second trending topic: #LuChenyangAppearsAtXXUniversityPerformsHeartfeltPerformance#

The entry contains a variety of photos and videos, and you can even hear piano music, but the angles are all the same, as if they were taken secretly through a crack in the door.

Yesterday, after enjoying a delicious meal at the snack street, the two of them found a rather simple and quiet cinema to watch their own movie, "Shattered Light." After leaving the cinema, Lu Chenyang suggested taking a walk on the nearby university campus.

They both missed each other's most youthful college years. If they could hold hands and stroll along the quiet campus paths, pretending to be eighteen or nineteen-year-old teenagers, and experience a carefree and pure love, it would be wonderful to think about.

However, Yu Sheng unusually refused to hold his hand. He was a little scared.

That's just how things are in China; two male celebrities can become incredibly popular by being "couples," and fans are happy to ship them.

However, once they are confirmed to be a "real couple," their relationship is likely to be met with polarization. The best outcome might be that most fans accept and offer their blessings, while a minority remain confused and hostile.

But what Yu Sheng feared even more was the "worse" ending. He was afraid that Lu Chenyang would be overwhelmed by a barrage of online bullying, that his booming career would stagnate or even regress, and that one day he would regret giving up so many promising paths for him.

In the past, when Yu Sheng only regarded Lu Chenyang as a "medicinal ingredient," she acted flamboyantly and recklessly, even deliberately taking ambiguous photos and posting them online to gain attention.

But things are different now. He doesn't want the other person to suffer even the slightest criticism or harm because of him. Even online interactions have become cautious, let alone holding hands openly in a public place like on campus.

Because I love him, I feel sorry for him and respect him.

The university happened to be holding a New Year's Eve party. Yu Sheng and Lu Chenyang, like two hamsters who had sneaked in, hid against the wall in the corner of the auditorium's side door to watch.

On stage, a bright and beautiful young woman sat on a high stool, holding a guitar, and sang a soothing folk song.

Yu Sheng squatted down against the wall, rested her chin on her hands, and looked up at Lu Chenyang standing next to her.

The dim light outlined the smooth lines of his profile, making them look like young students.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chenyang noticed his gaze and squatted down in the same way, naturally raising his hand to straighten the brim of his woolen hat that had been blown askew by the wind.

"It seems... you've never sung any other songs for me besides lullabies." Yu Sheng's voice was a little aggrieved and expectant.

"Would you like to hear something else?" Lu Chenyang's eyes lit up with a smile.

"Mmm-hmm!" Yu Sheng nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Tiny snowflakes began to fall at some point, covering the narrow path with a layer of shimmering silver-white.

Lu Chenyang walked ahead, turning back every now and then to whisper a reminder: "Watch your step, there's ice."

The streetlights were sparse and the light was dim, but the fine snowflakes falling into Lu Chenyang's deep eyes seemed brighter than the stars in the sky to Yu Sheng.

He didn't need to look down at the road, because Lu Chenyang would always clear obstacles for him and lead him to the safest place.

He dared not touch that warm hand, afraid of the cameras and the gossip.

She could only stealthily extend her fingers and, in the shadows where no one was watching, gently grasp the hem of Lu Chenyang's down jacket. The soft touch of the fabric brought a sliver of self-deceptive comfort.

He closed his eyes, imagining that these were two innocent teenagers, secretly savoring the sweetness of first love in a corner away from the crowd.

It was as if in this way, his missed, pale and barren childhood could be forcibly painted with a touch of bright color.

The abandoned auditorium was filled with an old, musty smell and the scent of decaying wood. The moonlight that shone through was exceptionally clear and golden, like a spotlight on a stage, shining on the old piano in the center of the stage, which was covered with the marks of time, and also casting a hazy, soft light on the tall figure in front of the piano.

Yu Sheng stood just two steps away, taking in every movement and glance of Lu Chenyang, etching it into her heart, not even wanting to miss a single breath he took.

Lu Chenyang lifted the heavy piano lid. The lid, which had not been opened for a long time, made a dry, rubbing sound, and a small cloud of fine dust swirled up, dancing and tangling in the quiet moonlight.

He removed his mask, revealing a handsome face. His slender fingers casually pressed a few notes on the black and white keys, testing the pitch. The old piano produced a somewhat muted sound, which, ironically, possessed a unique sense of age.

"What do you want to hear?" Lu Chenyang turned his head, his gaze gently enveloping Yu Sheng, and his hand naturally rose, instinctively wanting to put his arm around Yu Sheng's waist.

Yu Sheng, however, shrank back almost imperceptibly like a startled animal, dodging the outstretched hand.

Lu Chenyang's arm froze in mid-air. He lowered his eyelids, his thick eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath his eyes, obscuring his expression.

Yu Sheng's heart clenched. He knew Lu Chenyang understood his concerns, but seeing the other's momentary disappointment still made him feel terrible.

"Anything is fine." Yu Sheng's voice was apologetic as she tried to sound more natural.

Lu Chenyang didn't press the matter, nor did he express any dissatisfaction. He simply silently lowered his hand back onto the piano keys and bowed his head.

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Just as Yu Sheng was racking her brains trying to figure out how to coax him, Lu Chenyang suddenly looked up. His eyes lit up again, like they were filled with stars, deep and gentle, as if they contained the brilliance of the entire Milky Way.

He looked at Yu Sheng, a warm smile curving his lips, and said, "Sometimes I think that you must be an angel passing through..."

He no longer looked down at the piano keys, his gaze fixed on Yu Sheng. His fingertips gently touched the keys, and a series of melodious and soothing notes flowed from the old piano case. The music was full of the gentle texture of bygone days, echoing in the empty and quiet auditorium, each note seemingly carrying warmth.

"Sometimes in the silence I can hear you sing…and feel your loving presence ever near…"

There's something strong between us, like a force that I can see…A bridge connecting us invisibly…

"I know that you are near me though we're far apart...I see your face before me everywhere..."

"I know that you can hear me...When I'm calling from my heart...I know that you are always there..."

"Sometimes I think that you must be an angel passing through..."

His voice was still clear, but it no longer possessed the pristine purity of before. At this moment, the white wine seemed to have been infused with crushed strawberries, its crispness tinged with an intoxicating sweetness that subtly entwined the listener's heartstrings.

Accompanied by soothing and melodious piano music, Lu Chenyang's voice became incredibly gentle, as if a layer of warm sunshine pierced through the cold moonlight, gently enveloping Yu Sheng's entire body and shielding her from all the wind, snow, and cold outside.

Yu Sheng stood still, not moving, simply watching him quietly. She watched his eyelashes tremble slightly as he focused on playing, and the deep affection flowing in his eyes when he gazed at her.

The piano music is the melody, the lyrics are the confession, and every syllable tells of an unconcealable love.

There was never anyone as beautiful as you…I know that you are with me in everything I do…and follow every step of my way…

"You are my guardian angel...and you will forever be...the one who's always walking close to me..."

The music flowed, and the singing was gentle:

I miss you in the moonlight and the morning sun… I miss you every hour of the day…

"There's never been a moon gone by, without you on my mind… A part of you will always stay…"

As the last note faded, Lu Chenyang's slender fingers hovered above the piano keys. He slowly exhaled, looked at Yu Sheng, and a beautiful smile curved his lips, a smile that blended tenderness, doting affection, and something deeper.

Yu Sheng had seen that look in his eyes countless times—in the hazy moments of every deep kiss, in every passionate breath, in every lingering, absent-minded entanglement. He knew it all too well.

But at this moment, deep within those obsidian-like eyes, there seemed to be an unprecedented solemnity and piety, causing Yu Sheng's heart to beat erratically.

“Ah Sheng,” Lu Chenyang’s voice was deep and clear, carrying a strange magic that pierced through the dust and moonlight, “Somehow I know that you must be an angel passing through…”

The melodious piano music poured out once more like moonlight, and Lu Chenyang's fingers danced lightly across the keys, singing the final verse:

"Somehow I know that you must be an angel passing through… For there was never anyone as beautiful as you…"

"Seasons and seasons go, but you will always be... More than beautiful to me..."

"You're more than beautiful to me..."

The last note faded into the empty auditorium, leaving a lingering resonance.

Yu Sheng seemed to be rooted to the spot, unable to recover for a long time. He bit his lower lip, barely suppressing the urge to rush over and kiss him, and could only lower his head to hide his reddened eyes and the tears glistening in them.

He murmured in a voice so low that only he could hear, "My knight, I'm willing to be your angel."

Lu Chenyang stood up. He remembered Yu Sheng's concerns and didn't step forward. Instead, he stood two steps away and asked in the same low, gentle voice, only the two of them could hear, "Then am I fortunate enough to marry my angel and have him be my bride?"