The night was warm and the starlight was hidden in the faded clouds. Only the full moon broke through the layers of white gauze, and Yu Nian could see the moonlight covering the ground without even looking up.
The Inspiration Music Festival has ended. To avoid disturbing the public late at night, the organizers persuaded a group of noisy fans to leave the park early on, leaving only some staff to handle the situation and restore the park to its original state.
Without the stage lights, Yunhe Park suddenly became dim. Yu Nian walked alone on the now peaceful path, holding the personal business card that Huang Jiating had just given her.
She peeked at it through the light; it was Huang Jiating's personal studio, located in Yuncheng.
Hmm? What a coincidence, isn't that Su Yun's hometown?
After carefully putting the business card into her bag, Yu Nian turned on her phone.
"A super handsome guy is calling! A super handsome guy is calling!"
What a coincidence! She had just turned on her phone when someone called. Although there was no one around, the embarrassing ringtone made her scalp tingle. It was so humiliating!
Yu Nian: "Song Ci, someone lied to me!"
Song Ci paused, the words on the tip of her tongue. Lie? Who's going to be so outrageous?
Song Ci: "Huh? Who lied to you? Who had the guts to do that?"
Yu Nian: "A fan said he would come to see me sing, but I waited and waited, watched him on stage again and again, and now the music festival is over and I'm about to leave, and I still haven't seen that die-hard fan."
Yu Nian got more and more excited as she talked. She squatted down and her eyes caught sight of a stinky cockroach. She vented all her bad mood from not seeing the stinky man on this passing "little strongman". She used a little force and the "little strongman" who was carrying bread crumbs died.
Cockroach Bro: Holy crap, my death was so sudden! So unjust! A loud bang in the sky, and I was suddenly in heaven…
Song Ci: "Then he might be a fake fan."
Yu Nian: ………
You do have some self-awareness, huh?
That jerk didn't keep his word. She didn't even spare the foxtail grass next to her, casually plucked it, and then precisely covered the dead, stinking cockroach with it.
At this moment, the cockroach, whose spirit lingered above the park, seemed reluctant to leave: "You're actually a pretty nice guy!"
Foxtail grass: Is this how foxtail grass is used?
Following behind, Song Ci witnessed everything through the lamplight. He found it somewhat amusing, but swallowed his laughter to avoid being discovered.
"You know what, you really don't believe it, he's definitely a fake fan. He said he was coming to pick me up, but he hasn't come yet. What a liar! When he comes, I'll show him what happens when you lie to me."
Gradually realizing something was amiss, Song Ci asked, "Wait, what's the last name of this fan you're talking about?"
Yu Nian: "Surname Song? What a big bastard."
Song Ci: I am filled with fear! I am filled with fear!
He's a fake fan, a jerk, and a complete fraud.
He glanced at the dark mass lying on the ground not far away, covered with a few blades of grass, and his heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, that's not allowed.
Song Ci: "Ahem, don't talk about your future boyfriend like that."
Song Ci: "Niannian, don't go, look back."
Hearing the sound, Yu Nian turned around and saw the foxtail grass she was holding fall to the ground.
Oops, they got caught bullying "Xiaoqiang".
In the hazy moonlight, the man waved to her while holding up his phone. He wore a fitted camel coat over a simple black turtleneck sweater, and his silver-black mermaid necklace occasionally glittered.
Moonlight filtered through a leaf, casting dappled light on the man's exquisite face, which was framed by amber eyes. The curve of his lips was particularly pronounced, and Yu Nian was momentarily stunned.
Seeing Yu Nian standing there motionless in a daze, Song Ci nervously put away her phone and walked towards her.
He walked towards her in the moonlight, and his uncontrolled steps accidentally stepped on a cockroach that Yu Nian had assassinated.
The romantic scene suddenly lost some of its beauty.
A strange sensation came from under her feet, and Song Ci's brow twitched.
A not-so-pleasant premonition spread through my mind.
Sometimes, it might be better not to see anything at all.
The cockroach guy, utterly ravaged: The most poisonous thing isn't just a woman's heart! The most poisonous thing is a man's heart!
Fortunately, the person was completely captivated by the beauty and didn't notice that the "cockroach" had disappeared.
"Are you nervous?" Yu Nian asked, noticing the man's slightly furrowed brows.
When Song Ci moved closer to Yu Nian, he noticed that the person in front of him did not show a mocking expression, and his tense brows relaxed a little.
Song Ci: "Ahem, no."
Yu Nian nodded and then remained silent, clearly still feeling a little awkward inside.
The person's emotions were written all over their face, and Song Ci panicked and hurriedly spoke up.
Song Ci: "He didn't lie to you, and your fan didn't lie to you either."
Yu Nian tilted her head: "Oh? But I didn't see him at all."
Song Ci reached into his pocket and, after confirming that the temperature inside was warm enough, took Yu Nian's slightly red hand and put it inside.
Song Ci's expression remained unchanged, only the tips of her ears were subtly turning red.
"Don't let your hands get cold."
“I’m sorry, Niannian. When I arrived, the park was already packed with people. I was thinking of going backstage to find you, but I was told that you were about to go on stage and there was no time left.”
"In order to see your full performance, I asked the staff to take me back to the stage."
"I, I've actually been down here the whole time. I even cheered for you along with the fans! But it seems like you didn't see me at all."
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