However, due to work arrangements, Jiang Yiyu was unable to go with Song Shengsheng and the designer to the flower market to order potted plants on the day they went.
After buying the flowers and plants as suggested by the designer, Song Shengsheng made a video call to Jiang Yiyu. Under his instructions, he bought the rapeseed, nutrient soil, fertilizer and flower pots he wanted, left his address with the merchant, and arranged a time to deliver them directly to Mingyuan.
In mid-August, Jiang Yiyu went to Jiangcheng for a roadshow with the film crew. The day of the roadshow happened to be the eighth anniversary of his debut. Because the timing was too coincidental, the Internet was flooded with news related to him. There were seven or eight hot searches on the entertainment section of Weibo alone, with his name on them.
The first one to bear the brunt was #Happy8thAnniversaryJiang Yiyu'sDebut#
Jiang Yiyu also posted a short essay at midnight to thank his fans and moviegoers. Song Shengsheng clicked on it and looked through the comments section. His fans used time as the axis and the voices of the characters he had played to enumerate their love for him in the eight years they had known him and their blessings for his future.
The avatars in the front row of the comment section also expressed their love for him in the form of words. If you read these individual words together, it would be: Happy 8th anniversary of Jiang Yiyu's debut, and may he be forever happy and successful!!!
Song Shengsheng read through the comments carefully one by one. The more she read, the more her eyes became sore. She wondered how a sentimental person like Jiang Yiyu would cry after seeing these comments.
Song Shengsheng opened the private message page that he hadn't opened for a long time and sent a private message to Jiang Yiyu that he couldn't receive.
She had a lot to say, but after seeing the love others had for him, she felt that her words were extremely lacking. Even the fact that she had been secretly in love with him for twelve years and had been his fan for eight years, which had always moved her, seemed insignificant.
Finally, she edited and shortened her sentences to just one sentence: Jiang Yiyu, this is our twelfth year.
Not long after she sent the private message, she received a call from the courier, who said that a large package had arrived and asked if it was convenient for him to deliver it to her now.
After hanging up the phone, Song Shengsheng checked the shopping app on her phone and found out that the so-called large express delivery was actually the magazine special issue for Jiang Yiyu's eighth anniversary of his debut, which she had bought with real money.
After the express was delivered, she looked at the big box lying on the floor of the entrance and fell into deep thought. If she had known earlier when she bought it, she should have changed the ordering address to Song Ming's empty house where she had kept the evidence of her idol Jiang Yiyu. Now, with such a big box of magazine peripherals, she had to find a way to move it there before Jiang Yiyu came home.
But no matter how worried she was, she still had to read the new magazine. She took out a pair of scissors from the drawer of the TV cabinet in the living room, opened the cardboard box, and pulled out a magazine. The photos printed in the magazine were the ones that Jiang Yiyu insisted on taking when he wore the red scarf she had knitted.
She sat on the sofa and slowly flipped through the photos. In fact, after the photo was retouched, the red scarf she knitted did not look so ugly anymore, which gave her some psychological comfort.
Looking at the interview text again, Song Shengsheng saw this paragraph, and the editor asked: Actor Jiang has achieved great success in both his career and love life this year. Is there any happiness you want to share with everyone?
Jiang Yiyu: This year is indeed the happiest and most grateful year of my life. The awards I received at the beginning of the year affirmed my efforts in the eight years since my debut, and made me more determined that hard work will definitely pay off. I will also bring the blessings of my fans and all the audience friends who love me, and continue to work hard to make better works to repay everyone's love for me.
Editor: What about your relationship? This is something many friends are curious about.
Jiang Yiyu: Romantically... I'm truly very happy. As I mentioned before, I've had a crush on my wife for many years. In my eyes, she's a perfect, beautiful, and graceful princess. So for so many years, I've been striving to become someone worthy of her. Now, my dream has come true. I've truly become the knight protecting the princess. How could I not be happy?
Editor: How does your wife treat you?
Jiang Yiyu: I love you so much. We have endured our mutual secret love, and we will be running towards each other in the future.
Editor: Do you have anything to say to your friends who have had or are currently in a secret crush like you?
Jiang Yiyu: Let me share with you what my wife once said to me: Everyone deserves to love and be loved. Be brave, and you might find a story. While loving others, please also love yourself even more. Don't be anxious or feel inferior. Believe that you always deserve better.
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Song Shengsheng twisted the paper lightly and sighed silently. She suddenly missed him so much...
As expected, Jiang Yiyu's magazine interview also became a hot topic, along with the long-lost entry #Jiang Yiyu's wife#.
But based on her experience of being on the hot search several times before, Song Shengsheng rationally did not click it. After all, she didn't want to see those insulting words on such a good day.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Yiyu started a live broadcast on Weibo. Song Shengsheng sat in the study, holding a cotton doll with Jiang Yiyu's attributes, staring at the tablet to watch his live broadcast.
For some reason, every time she saw the famous star Jiang Yiyu, she felt strange and had a strange feeling of both familiarity and alienation. Even when she heard his voice, it didn't sound like the Jiang Yiyu she was with day and night.
After two hours of live broadcast, at the 40th minute, Song Shengsheng couldn't help but want to run to see him. She opened her mobile phone to check the nearest flights to Jiangcheng.
After buying the ticket, she packed her luggage while listening to the live broadcast. Twenty minutes later, she took a taxi downstairs and her luggage was packed.
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