Chapter 122 He is one step closer to his dream
The atmosphere around them became ambiguous.
Even though Wen Yu's thoughts were slow, he realized something was wrong: "Song Shinian, you..."
"Um?"
The lights in the room were not turned off.
Wen Yu could clearly see Song Shinian's burning eyes.
He suddenly felt as if the tip of his heart was burned, and his body also had an inexplicable feeling of heat.
"Shouldn't you let go..."
Wen Yu's mouth opened and closed.
In fact, Song Shinian didn't hear clearly what he said. He only saw the boy's pink lips, which looked even more beautiful under the light.
"I said..."
Looking at Song Shinian's dazed look, Wen Yu could only repeat what he had just said: "Shouldn't you let go?"
This time Song Shinian heard it clearly.
But he really didn't want to let go of Wen Yu's hand, so he pretended to be confused and asked: "...What?"
Wen Yu: "?"
He looked at Song Shinian with doubt.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Song Shinian was different tonight than usual...
"I said, it's time to go to bed."
Wen Yu changed his words.
When he came out of the shower, he took a special look at the time. It was 12:50 in the morning, and it should be almost 1 o'clock now.
Song Shinian must be tired after driving for such a long time today.
"I'm not sleepy."
Unexpectedly, Song Shinian seemed not to understand the "hint" in Wen Yu's words, and he still did not let go of Wen Yu's hand.
Wen Yu: "..."
Looking at Song Shinian's clear eyes, he sighed.
It’s strange to say, the temperature in the original master’s bedroom was not high, and was even a bit cold, but Song Shinian’s palms were warm.
Maybe because he had spent a long time with Song Shinian, Wen Yu was surprised to find that he was not opposed to holding hands with Song Shinian.
"Are you really not sleepy?"
Wen Yu looked at Song Shinian helplessly.
"Um."
Song Shinian nodded.
"Would you like me to tell you a bedtime story?"
"good."
Seeing that Wen Yu did not continue talking about the "holding hands" matter, Song Shinian nodded obediently.
In fact, Wen Yu has never told anyone a bedtime story.
However, Wen Yu had seen others telling stories to children to put them to sleep online before, so he also came up with the idea of telling "bedtime stories".
The two of them lay quietly on the bed.
The light switch was on the bedside table, very close to Song Shinian.
Wen Yu felt that turning on the lights to tell a bedtime story was not in the right atmosphere, so she said to Song Shinian beside her, "Turn off the lights first."
"good."
Song Shinian responded "OK" again.
He stood up and turned off the light in the room, then lay back down.
During this process, Song Shinian still did not let go of Wen Yu's hand.
Wen Yu saw that she had told Song Shinian several times but he had no intention of letting go of her hand, so she simply followed Song Shinian.
"Once upon a time there was a beautiful mermaid..."
Wen Yu began to recall the bedtime stories she had heard before.
After turning off the lights, the bedroom instantly became dark.
As Wen Yu was talking, she failed to coax Song Shinian, who was sitting next to her, to sleep. Instead, she herself felt very sleepy.
"Let me tell you a story."
Seeing that Wen Yu was about to fall asleep, Song Shinian suddenly spoke.
Wen Yu was already very sleepy.
But when he heard Song Shinian's voice, he forced himself to cheer up and said "hmm" in Song Shinian's direction.
Wen Yu's "hmm" was filled with a strong sense of sleepiness.
If Song Shinian didn't speak, he might fall asleep in the next second.
With Wen Yu's permission, Song Shinian did not rush to tell the story, but adjusted his breathing.
"Once upon a time there was a little boy who was very good at studying..."
"The little boy has been at the top of his class since kindergarten. He's always been the subject of praise from his teachers and the beloved child of his parents—what people now call 'other people's children'..."
Wen Yu's breathing gradually became even.
Song Shinian tentatively called out "Wen Yu"'s name, and when he found that the person next to him did not respond, he continued speaking with confidence.
"The little boy has received praise from many people since he was a child. His parents, teachers, and friends all smile when they mention him. The little boy doesn't want to disappoint these people's expectations of him, so he studies hard every day..."
"When he was twelve, he failed his first exam since entering junior high school. He walked dejectedly along the side of the road, holding the math paper with a score of 90, not noticing the cars speeding on the opposite side."
"At the most thrilling moment, a handsome brother appeared and saved him."
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When mentioning the word "brother", Song Shinian thought of the seventeen-year-old Wen Yu again. At that time, Wen Yu still had a hint of immaturity between his eyebrows and eyes, but one could already see how stunning his facial features were.
When Song Shinian said this, there was a hint of smile in his voice.
"He has a very pleasant scent about him."
"The elder brother held the little boy in his arms. Not only did he comfort him gently, he also gave him a puppy stuffed pendant."
"My brother said that one failure doesn't mean anything. I hope the little boy can be as happy as this puppy in the future."
"The little boy accidentally learned the name of his savior from the brother's companions."
Having said that, Song Shinian slowly read out the name: "His name is... Wen Yu."
Although twelve years have passed since he first met Wen Yu, Song Shinian still feels as if that first encounter happened not long ago.
"The second time I saw the name 'Wen Yu' was on the classroom multimedia. The teacher played Wen Yu's first album, 'Moonlight,' to reward the top student in the class."
"Looking at the familiar boy in the MV, the little boy silently vowed in his heart that he would enter the entertainment industry in the future and become someone who stood shoulder to shoulder with Wen Yu..."
Song Shinian looked at Wen Yu again.
A clear moonlight shone through the curtains onto Wen Yu, making his eyes and eyebrows look even more handsome and extraordinary.
Song Shinian didn't know where he got the courage from, but he kissed Wen Yu on the forehead reverently.
"today……"
"He's one step closer to his dream."
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Hehe, aren’t these recent chapters very sweet? (=^▽^=)
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