Zhu Jin stood in front of Chonglou, slowly smiled, reached out and took Chonglou's hand for the first time, stood beside him, and looked up at the people below.
Even though she couldn't sing, even though she wasn't used to being here, she still wanted to get closer to Chonglou, even if she would fall if she took too big a step.
Compared to Chonglou, she was so hateful, always waiting steadily in the same place or walking slowly.
When she saw the two girls dancing beside Chonglou and saw Chonglou in such an environment, she truly realized that she lacked a sense of security in her feelings. She had no sense of security, either towards Chonglou or herself.
One Shanglu, countless men and women, let her see through the relationship between men and women. She yearns for, pursues, she likes Chonglou, but she has always lacked a sense of security.
This has always been a problem between her and Chonglou.
All along, she has been afraid of losing Chonglou.
Zhu Jin imitated Chonglou and moved closer to the microphone, explaining in a tense voice, "Maybe you don't believe it, but the fact is, I can't sing any song that everyone can sing..."
“Oh oh oh…” the booing sound quickly rang out.
"So, I decided to sing a song that none of you can sing." Zhu Jin raised his eyebrows, quickly changed the subject, exhaled lightly, and added, "If you think it doesn't sound good, it must be because you are not used to it. Please be patient..."
"Sing!"
"Sing!" Applause quickly broke out and whistles sounded one after another.
Amid the noise, Yu Liren clapped his hands loudly. He couldn't imagine that Zhu Jin really couldn't sing.
This fact is beyond common sense.
"Zhu Jin..." Chonglou held Zhu Jin's hand with his backhand. In the dim light, he looked at Zhu Jin with his head tilted to his side. His eyes were dark and deep. He looked at Zhu Jin intently, resisting the urge to pull her into his arms. He squeezed her hand and whispered, "Don't force it, Zhu Jin. Your coming up here is the biggest surprise for me and the best birthday present."
Zhu Jin's thoughts are more precious than any gift.
He could see Zhu Jin's reluctance and nervousness. He was touched but also felt distressed when he saw Zhu Jin was trying so hard to express her feelings.
He couldn't bear to see her forced like this.
Chonglou saw Zhu Jin's slightly trembling fingers and quivering eyelashes, and saw Zhu Jin shaking his head, "Don't force yourself, I can sing."
She can sing. Zhu Jin took a deep breath, unconsciously clenched her fists, and began to sing one of the few songs she knew, "Jian Jia..."
Chonglou felt Zhu Jin's hand clenched tightly in his palm, and he could no longer hold back and hug Zhu Jin into his arms.
"Cang Cang...Oh..." Zhu Jin's singing was interrupted by a sudden hug, and the singing was cut off in the familiar arms.
"Wow!" Yu An spread his hands, stood up and twisted his body to express his excitement.
"Oh oh oh!" The cheers, applause and whistles instantly flooded the entire hall. The staff in the kitchen and the waiters in the front hall all gathered around to watch the fun.
This is Zhu Jin, it’s Zhu Jin and Chong Lou! Tsk tsk… I tremble just thinking about it…
"What's wrong?" Zhu Jin's originally blank mind was awakened, and he struggled slightly and asked Chonglou nervously.
"It's okay." Chonglou hugged her tighter, knowing that she was not used to it, but he couldn't let go. He lowered his head and kissed Zhu Jin's hair. Amid the noise, Chonglou lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Zhu Jin, I suddenly feel that even if my life is dull and boring from now on, if it is with you, I... will happily accept it." He was reluctant to let her integrate into his life so hard, and didn't want her to stand beside him trembling.
He wanted her to laugh.
The breath exhaled by Chonglou went straight through Zhu Jin's ears and into his heart.
Zhu Jin shrank back, but did not struggle anymore, letting the warm embrace overwhelm her and letting the throbbing of her heart capture her...
Zhu Jin suddenly said in Chonglou's arms, "Chonglou, but I want to sing. I'm not nervous anymore..."
She wanted to sing, without any compulsion.
Zhu Jin broke free from Chonglou's embrace and just leaned against him, watching the faces of the people below quickly turn red, but she didn't move away. She looked at the microphone that was once again in front of her and sang, "Your green collar, my heart is filled with longing. Even if I don't go, why don't you send me a message?"
The noise died down, and one could hear Zhu Jin singing a completely different voice than before. There was no instrumental harmony, no innovative or novel tune, just a simple melody, sung in a plain and sober voice.
Zhu Jin was not very good at singing, and her voice even trembled slightly. But both Chonglou and the people who had originally been making a fuss shut up at the same time. Looking at Zhu Jin, who was watching the song seriously with a red face and clear eyes, a smile appeared at the corners of their mouths.
"Your green pendant, I miss you so much. Even if I don't go, why don't you come? I am waiting for you at the city gate. One day without you, feels like three months."
Zhu Jin's eyes were all on Chonglou. The emergency song that he had urgently prepared was replaced after Chonglou's words, and this was the only song in Zhu Jin's mind.
A day without seeing you feels like three months.
How wonderful.
In the corner of the hall, a man in a suit and tie and decorated black-framed glasses looked at Chonglou and Zhu Jin on the stage with a playful smile.
The little thing is doing well now.
Amid the noise, the man walked out of the restaurant carrying a briefcase, and strode towards the car parked in the distance without looking back.
After getting on the speeding car, the man took off his glasses, took off his suit, skillfully pulled down his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the surgical scar on his chest at the heart position.
The originally gentle white-collar man suddenly became a different person.
The man sat down heavily, looking at his slender fingers with distinct joints, and after a while slowly placed them on his chest, "Very interesting, isn't it..." His voice was almost inaudible.
A moment later, the flying car carrying the man slowly took off. Inside the car, the man's fingers were flying, and the three screens surrounding him were jumping at a high speed, issuing prompts and warnings from time to time.
At the same time, in the Princess's Mansion, in Helian Zhen's bedroom, Shang Lu, curled up on the couch, was waiting for Helian Zhen, who seemed to have suddenly become busy, to come back. After waiting for a while, there was still no return. Shang Lu put the manuscript in his hand aside and turned on his mobile phone.
Although I am disappointed every time I see the news, I still go to check it out out of habit.
There was no particularly important news, so Shang Lu habitually went to a popular forum. An eye-catching post that was pinned to the top right after it was posted attracted Shang Lu's attention, and he habitually frowned as soon as he saw it.
In the end, Shang Lu clicked in.
"Today is a good day. I am lucky enough to witness the person I have always loved and admired singing for her lover's birthday. Her boyfriend is so happy... Oh, I really want to expose the secret, but I have to hold it back... Never mind, yes, she is the one you may have already thought of. You can imagine as much as you want..."
The post was nonsensical, but was replied to almost instantly.
"Ahhh, I was there too!"
"I am also..."
“Together…”
"Are you worthy of your status and integrity? How can you come here to expose information? If you are refused entry in the future, don't blame me for gloating..."
"Upstairs, what are you doing here?"
"You didn't see me!"
“……” After the nonsensical war of words, some people who were not in the know came out and speculated who it was. The names of first-line stars, superstars, and celebrities were quickly updated, but there was no affirmative reply from the poster.
Shang Lu flipped through the pages with stiff fingers, his eyes filled with an unconcealable storm.
He didn't need to guess, he knew who it was.
Chonglou and he had known each other since childhood. Even though they had never been friends, he knew Chonglou's birthday.
The answer is self-evident.
Shang Lu stubbornly kept flipping through the pages until a name caught his eye.
"It can't be Zhu Jin, right...right...right?"
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Shang Lu turned off his phone instantly, unable to describe the feeling in his heart.
He knew that all the luck was non-existent. Since the last time Chonglou went to the palace, everything was self-evident. That hug was not a media hype, but a real one.
Shang Lu got off the couch and went to find Helian Zhen. When he opened the door of the room, he heard Helian Zhen's low voice, "...your girlfriend is very beautiful..." The tone was a little weird, but Shang Lu didn't notice it. He called out when he heard her voice.
"I'm coming." Helian Zhen responded without even turning his head, then said goodbye with a smile.
"Who is it?" Shang Lu took a look and only saw a back, not knowing who it was.
"Who else could it be? A staff member." Helian Zhen answered casually as he pushed Shang Lu into the house. When he turned around to close the door, he looked at the empty house and smiled.
She suddenly discovered a treasure, a treasure that she might never be able to use up in her entire lifetime.
When Zhu Jin returned home, it was much later than usual. He tidied himself up and lay on the bed, but he could not sleep at all and just felt stuffy and hot. Finally, after thinking about it, Zhu Jin went to the backyard to enjoy the cool air.
On a starry, quiet night, Zhu Jin was swinging on the swing.
As I was swaying, I gradually felt a little sleepy. In a daze, I heard noises and voices.
Zhu Jin leaned on the swing and squinted to listen. It seemed that the sound came from the Shi family opposite.
"... Ishigami Bai, you really won't let me in?" The angry female voice was mixed with shame and anger.
"You can't come in. It's too late. It's not good." Yes, it was Ishigami Bai's voice, the sound of the tablet logo. Zhu Jin smiled slightly, not considerate at all...
"No? Ishigami Kashiwa, don't play dumb with me. Don't you know what my father meant by asking us to meet?" The exasperated female voice got louder. "I don't mind you having a son, so why do you mind me?"
"...I don't dislike you." After some serious thinking, Shi Shangbai looked back at the closed door and replied, "You can't dislike Shi Wei. When your father called me tonight, he said that there was something to talk about. I didn't know you were going. I'm sorry."
“…I’m sorry?” The female voice rose again, causing Zhu Jin to open his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard the female voice loudly say, “I don’t want to hear you say sorry. I like you, you know that, right?”
"Cough cough..." Zhu Jin was choked and quickly covered his mouth.
"Now I know." This time, Ishigami Kashiwa answered very quickly, and quickly glanced at the house in front of him, "But I don't like you. I have someone I like, so... you can't enter the house."
Zhu Jin laughed. Isn't this too real and honest?