But she liked looking up at the stars, but never wanted to become a star. After thinking about it, she got annoyed and simply turned over and forced herself to sleep.

Jiang Yiyu looked at her back and suddenly felt a little guilty. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, kissed the top of her head, and whispered affectionately, "Good night."

…

The next morning, the first thing Song Shengsheng did when he opened his eyes was to reach for his phone. But just as he stretched out his hand halfway, Jiang Yiyu grabbed it back and said, "Don't look. Stay still."

"I'll just take a look."

"See you at noon."

"But I want to see it now. I won't feel at ease if I don't."

Jiang Yiyu brought her hand to his lips and kissed it, then sighed helplessly. After a while, he finally compromised: "I really can't do anything about you." He reached out and picked up his phone from the bedside table and handed it to Song Shengsheng: "Look."

"I can't unlock your phone."

"It's your birthday."

After unlocking the phone, Song Shengsheng opened Weibo and clicked on the trending search. After scrolling through the trending search several times, she looked up at Jiang Yiyu and asked, "Is it really gone?"

"The discussion should still be going on, but all we can do is prevent it from being exposed on a large scale."

"That's it." She returned the phone to Jiang Yiyu: "I've figured it out. If there's a next time, or if this situation arises again, we'll just let it go and let it be."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? Or do you think I'm not good enough to be your wife?"

"How could that be." Jiang Yiyu put down his phone, hugged her tightly again, and kissed the top of her head a few times: "It is my honor to be favored by the princess."

Song Shengsheng smiled and hugged his waist: "No matter how big the difficulties are, as long as we shoulder them together, we will definitely be able to overcome them. Don't think too much, and get some more sleep!"

"good!"

…

In the next two days, Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu tacitly understood each other and neither of them mentioned going out. Apart from replying to messages, they hardly looked at their phones.

In the morning, Song Shengsheng sat in the study reading and writing articles, and Jiang Yiyu sat opposite her, reading a fairy tale book. Occasionally, when he saw a cute sentence, he would happily read it to Song Shengsheng.

At noon, he pulled Song Shengsheng to stand in front of the refrigerator. They both tied aprons and studied how to make delicious and creative dishes with the existing ingredients.

After dinner, in order to avoid cleaning up the dishes, they would play rock-paper-scissors, turning a best-of-three game into a 300-round battle. No one would admit defeat, and in the end Jiang Yiyu compromised, considering his win as a loss, and obediently went to clean up the dishes.