After she finished speaking, Pei Hanzhou fell silent.
Although he continued to read, the tight corners of his mouth revealed the man's speechlessness.
Just as Lin Luosang was about to cover himself with the quilt and pretend nothing happened, Pei Hanzhou finally spoke: "You are right."
Lin Luosang's eyes lit up instantly, and he felt that this was the right direction of development: "Isn't it, I..."
"Everything is a cycle of cause and effect," the man said calmly, turning a page. "You are my karma."
Before she could feel proud, she could tell from his tone that it was probably not something nice to say.
She raised her tough and intelligent head and said, "How did I become your retribution?"
It's not just retribution, it's retribution in this life, the kind that can block him from saying a word at any time and anywhere.
"Go to sleep," the man pressed her little head and tucked the quilt in for her with a kind look. "You can dream about anything."
“…”
When she woke up the next day, she found that Pei Hanzhou was not around. There was no warmth left on the place where he had lain. It seemed that he had left a long time ago.
After taking a few deep breaths, she sent a message to Sheng Qianye: [Pei Hanzhou is such an amazing guy.]
Two hours later, Sheng Qianye finished filming and got his phone back. He replied, "What's wrong?"
Even with the passage of time, the turmoil within him hadn't subsided in the slightest. Lin Luosang clicked the screen until it rang loudly: "No need, really no need. I just had a sudden impulse last night and asked him to teach me how to swim, and he told me to dream. Do I need him to remind me of my dream? At ten, I was struggling with whether to go to Tsinghua or Peking University. At fifteen, I was worried I wouldn't have time to attend the Grammy Awards because of my classes. And I still thought the first song I finished in the Recycle Bin was a masterpiece that would shake up the entire Chinese music scene."
Sheng Qianye: [? ]
[And as if he was afraid that I would continue to pester him, he left early this morning.]
Words could no longer express her feelings. Lin Luosang made a phone call with a frustrated look on her face. "Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. He reads so much nonsense that he might as well teach me to swim twenty laps. Thinking that my husband might be gentle is the biggest delusion of my life. How could there be such a man—"
When she was excited, she raised the book and pointed to the door, and found that the male protagonist she was talking about was standing upright at the end of her finger.
Lin Luosang thought that her willpower was too strong and caused hallucinations, until the man closed the door and raised his hand to throw something to her.
She subconsciously caught it: "What is this?"
"Swimsuit," the man's eyes darted back and forth over her pajamas, "If you want to swim in pajamas, that's fine."
"You're going to teach me, then why did you leave so early?"
"Finish your work early, otherwise you won't be able to spare the time." He turned his watch. "Hurry up, I can only accompany you until five o'clock."
The reversal happened too quickly, and she suddenly felt a little guilty.
This guilt kept weighing on her, so she didn't think much about it and followed Pei Hanzhou to the swimming pool. The sun was shining brightly and the man raised his hand to take off his shirt.
Turning back and seeing her, Pei Hanzhou paused for a few seconds: "Apart from waiting for me to help you change your clothes, I can't find any other reason for you to stand here."
The moment she reacted, she covered her chest and quickly regained her composure, saying, "You're dreaming."
Pei Hanzhou, who had no such plan originally, said: "..."
When she was changing her clothes, she remembered her phone. She opened it but found that the other party had already hung up. Sheng Qianye only left a hateful symbol in the chat box: [Show your affection, biss.]
...She didn't?
After finally changing into her swimsuit, she tried to enter the water.
When she was a child, she was taken to a swimming pool and left unattended, where she almost choked on the water. Therefore, she is somewhat afraid of water and is somewhat afraid that such a situation will happen again.
Pei Hanzhou stood against the wall. Seeing her cling to the ladder tightly after entering the water, he crossed his arms and asked, "Are you practicing some kind of sutra?"
"My heart is beating so fast. If you don't believe me, just touch it." After explaining herself and realizing that something was wrong, she lowered her head to look at the ambiguous position of her heart, "Oh, no need."
…
The man walked over in two or three steps, grabbed her wrist and brought her to the center. Lin Luosang jumped and splashed in the water, and began to practice holding her breath.
After taking a deep breath of oxygen, I sank to the bottom. The noisy ears instantly became silent. I could even hear the sound of water gurgling over my ears, and I fell into an insecure and empty feeling.
She stood up suddenly, water dripping down her cheeks, her heart seemed to be about to jump out, and the smell of disinfectant filled her nostrils.
A familiar voice brought her back to reality: "Lin Luosang."
"Hmm?" She slowly opened her eyes, still feeling scared.
The man's voice was deep, as if it had been rubbed by gravel: "Don't grab my pants."
"Huh? Oh... okay."
She let go of him in embarrassment. Although the water in the pool was ice-cold, she felt as if it was burning from her fingertips to the top of her head.
Fortunately, Pei Hanzhou knew that she was unconscious, so he didn't continue the topic and waited for her to adjust her breathing before entering the water again.
After one, two, and three times, she finally overcame her fear a little. Since singers often train their breathing, they have good lung capacity and can hold their breath for a considerable time.
After learning how to hold your breath, the next step is swimming.
Pei Hanzhou demonstrated the standard movements to her, then placed her by the pool: "Lie down here and practice kicking your legs."
Her upper body was clinging to the edge of the swimming pool, while her lower body was still practicing postures in the water. At the beginning, she made frequent mistakes, so the man had to help her correct them little by little. After practicing for a long time, there was finally some improvement. He stood up and found that something was wrong with her.
Almost the entire neck and cheeks were red.
Without seeing her reaction, he still hadn't remembered what he had done. The memory made him feel a little funny, so he actually laughed softly, with a hint of joking in his nonchalant tone: "Why are you so awkward? Haven't I touched you before?"
“Okay!”
She buried her head in her arms, puffing up like a pufferfish. "I know you can talk, but could you please talk less sometimes?"
"Just think of me as someone who was tanned by the sun, okay?"
She learned faster when burdened with shame, and soon she was in the water again, attempting a short swim.
The first two times were fine, but the third time she tried to go deeper, a scene of drowning in deep water flashed through her mind. She suddenly became confused and choked abruptly.
She began to wave her arms to try to save herself. She opened her mouth to speak, but choked even more. The moment she felt suffocated, someone pulled her out of the water.
Faster than it was discovered before.
Pei Hanzhou's arms were very strong, the most stable support she had ever felt. She coughed violently until she caught her breath and was then let go.
She was still immersed in a horrible nightmare feeling until a bath towel was pulled over her head, covering her head as well.
Lin Luosang finally paused his thoughts briefly, pulled the towel back to wrap around himself, and then looked at the man in the bathrobe: "Just now, was it dangerous?"
"Well," he said smoothly, "you can stand up on your own a little later."
“…”
The swimming lesson ended here and he left on time at five o'clock.
Before leaving, the man remembered something and paused for a moment: "Your phone call before -"
Did he really hear the call she made to Sheng Qianye?
Her temples trembled: "What's wrong?"
Pei Hanzhou buttoned the last button and said calmly: "What kind of man is he? Tell me."
Oh, her closing remarks at that time seemed to be "How could there be such a man", but unfortunately she didn't have time to finish.
She thinks that as a righteous female star, she has never been afraid of power and will never bow her head, so of course she will say what she thinks.
"...a gentle, kind, considerate, insightful, polite, gentlemanly, and good husband. Next time, I'll put you up for the Top Ten People Who Moved China."
But sometimes you have to tell lies, otherwise it will affect the relationship between husband and wife.
The man didn't expect her to be able to do this. He almost stumbled and the corners of his lips rose slightly.
After Pei Hanzhou left, she started to get down to business and began writing lyrics.
There are five or six versions of the lyrics for this song. Some versions are completely useless, but some versions can still be partially used as reference.
She preferred to use pen and paper to record the lyrics. She bit the pen and started writing and revising it. She wrote until seven o'clock sharp, when the man came back to take a shower.
She swore that Pei Hanzhou was the cleanest and most fond of bathing the man she had ever met. He could bathe five times a day in the summer. Perhaps this was why he always had a pleasant cypress scent on him.
After taking a shower, the man put on a simple white shirt. As he adjusted his sleeves, he said in a deep voice, "We'll have dinner later. Mr. Shen wants me to bring you along."
Chen Fan was also one of the investors of this ocean park. He greeted her during the light show and seemed to enjoy the music, so the two chatted for a while longer.
Lin Luosang rubbed his stomach and listened to him continue: "Of course, it's your freedom to go or not."
He just thought of it and mentioned it casually. Whether she agreed or not was none of his business.
Although she didn't say anything, she had already put down her pen and walked to the cloakroom to change her shoes.
The moment I put my heel into a pair of high heels, it was as if a certain link suddenly became unblocked, something split the curtain of inspiration, and ideas suddenly poured out.
“…I’m not going!”
The inspiration was fleeting, and she had no time to delay, so she ran to the study immediately. Halfway through, she felt that her shoes were in the way, so she left her only high-heeled shoe in the middle of the main hall.
Pei Hanzhou: ...
In my lifetime, I have actually met someone who loves work more than he does.
She wrote until late at night. She wrote with great enthusiasm, as if inspired by God, and was so engrossed in writing that she didn't even notice Pei Hanzhou had returned.
She was startled when she heard the bathroom door open. She looked at the man who was drying his hair in shock and asked, "How come you are as quiet as a ghost?"
"Compared to me," the man glanced at her calmly, "you are more like her."
She looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a little messy. Because she didn't have time to adjust the air conditioner temperature, she just threw on a white blanket and let her long black hair fall on one shoulder. It seemed that she really had no right to talk about him.
"There's no ghost that grew up eating records."
After the walking CD player defended himself like this, he quietly took off the blanket and went to take a shower.
The sound of water running in the bathroom was heard, and the man was looking for a hair dryer in the cabinet. When he found it halfway, he paused and saw her messy yet orderly workbench.
Her lyrics book was still open, the handwriting on it was beautiful. She could list five alternatives for one word and consider them over and over again, and she could go through the process of reversing the order of a sentence three times.
He suddenly remembered that during dinner today, Shen Fan said that he was her fan and wanted to meet her, so he asked him to bring Lin Luosang here.
Then I thought of Shen Fan repeating over and over again: "I always feel that her talent and efforts are underestimated."
The man paused and reached out to turn the front page of the notebook.
It was full and most of the book was thick, but it was just her record of the past three months.
Two days later, the trip to Ocean Park came to an end, Lin Luosang moved back home, and the man continued to be missing for work.
Although he left without saying goodbye to her, this man still had some conscience. He asked his assistant to arrange a new house for her in Y City, saying that it was just bought and had a swimming pool, which would be convenient for her to record the show.
Lin Luosang went to check out the new house. He had just walked in when he received a message from Sheng Qianye: [Villa x1√]
Lin Luosang: [How did you know? ]
[I saw it on the gossip news. Wouldn't they report something like Pei Hanzhou buying a new house for his wife?]
She was quite curious: [How is the news written?]
Sheng Qianye refused to take a screenshot: [Don't read it, there's nothing nice to say, just saying that after three nights in Paradise, I'll give you a house as a gift or something.]
She knew that the reality would be even worse than this. After all, negative news gets more clicks. Although what she said was not true, her flash marriage with Pei Hanzhou was indeed without any love, and she did not pretend to the outside world.
[So,] Lin Luosang sighed, [What you said last time was wrong. I really didn't show off my affection, because we didn't have any affection.]
After thinking for a while, he said: [If we are in love, it can only be regarded as a casual affair...]
I had just typed the word "plastic" and before I could finish typing, the phone beeped again, and a push notification indicated that a new text message had arrived.
It's a notification from the bank.
In order to fulfill her promise to buy him swimming time, she transferred the balance on her card to Pei Hanzhou this morning, but she didn't expect to receive another remittance reminder at this moment.
Not only did the man return the money she had transferred to him in full, he even made up the difference to make it a full amount for her.
...made a profit?
Sheng Qianye, who had waited for five hundred years, urged: [What love?]
Lin Luosang slowly deleted the word "plastic" and typed with a smile: [Fairy love.]
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