Chapter 26 Fanfiction Showcase (1)
(Some readers said they wanted to read fanfiction, so I wrote a few, while wearing a perverted smile as I wrote...)
(This has no connection to the original work. Those who dislike romance can skip this.)
The High-Hanging Moon
Zhang Mo X Zhang Chenxiao
—Author: Liang Xiaoyue
(This chapter is entirely out of character and has nothing to do with the innocent and adorable original author, "Coriander Doesn't Eat Hot Pot")
Under the spotlight, Zhang Chenxiao finished singing his last song, sweat streaming down his face.
The cheers from the audience were deafening, and countless glow sticks formed a sea of light.
Her gaze searched through the crowd, and she quickly spotted that familiar figure in the VIP area—
Zhang Mo was clapping with a smile, her eyes filled with obvious pride.
The celebration party after the concert was held at the rooftop bar.
Zhang Chenxiao finally managed to escape the crowd and walked alone to the open-air balcony. The night breeze was cool, dispelling some of the effects of the alcohol. The city's neon lights stretched out beneath his feet, and the moonlight was reflected on the distant river.
On the balcony, Zhang Mo leaned against the railing, head down, smiling as she fiddled with her phone, seemingly replying to a message. The lamplight fell on her profile, so soft it made one want to get closer, yet afraid to disturb this beautiful moment.
Zhang Chenxiao's heart skipped a beat, like a candle flame flickering in the wind, shining brightly and then going out.
Noticing her approach, Zhang Mo looked up and smiled, "You did a great job today, as expected of you."
Zhang Chenxiao walked over with his wine glass in hand, staring into her eyes: "Thank you for making the special trip to see me."
Zhang Mo yawned slightly: "It's nothing. I'm going to France tomorrow anyway, so I just stopped by to see you."
This young CEO is always so busy.
She seemed a little sleepy, her gaze falling on the glass of iced wine in Zhang Chenxiao's hand: "What kind of wine is this? Is it strong? Give me a sip to perk me up."
Zhang Chenxiao almost instinctively handed her the wine glass. Zhang Mo took her hand, lowered her head slightly, and sipped the golden liquid. Her lips lightly touched the rim of the glass, the spot where Zhang Chenxiao had just drunk from.
It was just a small coincidence, but it seemed to ignite a flame in Zhang Chenxiao's heart in an instant.
"Hmm, it's a bit too sweet. You always seem to like drinking very sweet wines. The one you drank at the karaoke bar last time tasted the same," Zhang Mo commented, seemingly not too fond of it.
Seeing that she didn't particularly like it, Zhang Chenxiao didn't leave any for her. He drank the rest of the wine in his glass in one gulp. The cold liquid slid down his throat, but it did nothing to extinguish the absurd flame burning in his heart.
"Life is so hard, so naturally I need to drink more sweet things," Zhang Chenxiao said, his voice a little lower than usual.
“You’ve already overcome all the hardships, why are you trying to play the victim here?” Zhang Mo smiled. “Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, a big brand has recently approached me about a collaboration. If things go smoothly, I might be able to help you get their global brand ambassador title.”
Without hesitation, Zhang Chenxiao replied, "Okay, I'll take it."
She didn't even ask what brand it was, what the details of the collaboration were, or what the endorsement fee would be. She was willing to believe and accept anything Zhang Mo recommended.
Zhang Mo smiled helplessly: "Please, I haven't even told you the brand, and you've already agreed? That's too hasty. It makes our company look like a makeshift operation."
Zhang Chenxiao walked to Zhang Mo's side and stood beside her. He lowered his eyes and smiled softly, "Our boss is so smart, he definitely considers things more thoroughly than I do. If you think it's okay to accept the offer, then it's definitely for my own good; if you think it's not okay to accept the offer, then you must have your reasons. So, I'll listen to the boss in everything."
"Aren't you afraid I'll sell you off one day?" Zhang Mo teased, tilting her head.
Zhang Chenxiao replied firmly, "Then I'll help you count the money too."
"Tsk tsk tsk." Zhang Mo sighed and shook her head dramatically. "They're all getting better and better at flattering me."
"One by one?" Zhang Chenxiao's smile faded slightly, but not noticeably. She even deliberately adopted a cheerful tone, asking as if joking, "Who? Who is as ambitious as me?"
Zhang Mo actually paused for a few seconds and thought about it seriously: "If you put it that way, everyone in our company has been quite ambitious lately."
Zhang Chenxiao: "......"
They were so close that Zhang Chenxiao could smell the faint fragrance on Zhang Mo, mixed with the sweet scent of ice wine.
It smells so good, it's enticing to come closer.
"By the way, when are you coming back from France?" Not wanting to continue the conversation about other people, Zhang Chenxiao changed the subject, trying to make his voice sound like a genuine employee's concern for their boss, rather than a selfish "reluctance to let him go."
"About a week. I need to bring Jiu'er some red wine, confirm the Jiang Mian swimming competition, check the international version's promotion progress, and go to the museum." Zhang Mo glanced at her watch. "It's getting late. I have an early flight tomorrow morning, so I have to go back first."
Zhang Chenxiao remained silent for a long time before finally uttering a muffled "Mm".
"Don't stay out too late, you have an interview tomorrow," Zhang Mo instructed, her tone as meticulous and considerate as ever. "Get some rest, you deserve a good night's sleep."
After saying that, she turned and left, her figure disappearing into the music and voices of the bar.
Zhang Chenxiao remained leaning against the railing, motionless for a long time.
She gazed at the dazzling city below, a sea of lights, yet not a single one belonged to her alone.
The only light that illuminated her darkest moments remains forever bright and warm, yet it is also all the more unattainable.
Some people have said that she is very lucky to have met such a good boss.
That's true. Zhang Mo is the best boss she's ever met, and also the best person she's ever met.
wisdom.
powerful.
Kind.
beauty.
firm.
She is the brightest moon in the world.
Before meeting Zhang Mo, her world was bleak, filled with the scorn of others and her own struggles.
After meeting Zhang Mo, she finally believed that someone could be as gentle as moonlight, pulling her out of the abyss, wiping away her stain, and letting her see the light again.
Yet, the bright moon hangs high, its clear light shining everywhere, never stingy with its radiance, but never belonging exclusively to anyone.
Zhang Chenxiao slowly exhaled, turning into a wisp of white mist in the cool night breeze, which quickly dissipated without a trace.
A thousand unspoken words surged in his throat, ultimately turning into a sigh.
She raised her empty wine glass and gently gestured towards the lonely, bright moon in the sky.
Being able to stand here, neither too close nor too far from you, and move forward with the light of your guidance, is perhaps the greatest blessing fate has ever bestowed upon me.
I only wish that you will forever remain high above.
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