It was rare to hear such a man actually say something close to praise. Lin Luosang raised an eyebrow and leaned back on the pillow. "Why do you say that, Mr. Pei? Did you see my performance tonight?"
She was quite flattered when someone suddenly said that she had a nice voice.
Pei Hanzhou lowered his eyelids and walked to the table: "Are you performing tonight?"
"Tsk, you haven't even seen my performance and you're still blowing it with your eyes closed." She stared at her newly done nails for a while, then said, "I think Luo Xun must be quite lonely alone. If you really want to go, go with him. It's just a play, it's nothing."
But speaking of that CD, she had heard Luo Xun mention it twice. It seemed like it was Pei Hanzhou's treasure before they got married. Unfortunately, she had never seen it once after they got married, let alone listened to it.
Although this man is sometimes quite unscrupulous, he still has basic principles. She is relatively relieved that she will not be cuckolded for no reason.
After hearing her suggestion for a play, Pei Hanzhou's response was still two words: "No."
After a while, he added, "It's enough to listen to you talking and singing at home."
Lin Luosang was peeling an orange with great interest. Just as he was about to tear off a slice, he suddenly turned around, feeling that he was being implied: "Are you saying I talk too much?"
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
The man paused for a moment, and as usual, he expressed his incomprehension of her train of thought with silence. In the end, he didn't continue to tangle with her on this topic. As if remembering something, he said, "You haven't replied recently. Do you still want to read what I said last time?"
She paused, remembering that not long ago when she was talking about robots for the stage, he seemed to say that there was something he could give her to play with.
"I think so," she turned her head, her eyes brightening, "what is it?"
He looked up, took out a small object similar to a remote control from the table and said in a deep voice, "212."
...212?
Then, the elevator at the end of the corridor lit up, and soon, the floor number displayed jumped from 3 to 1.
There has always been an elevator in their home, but the couple of them didn't like to use it very much, so Lin Luosang always thought that the elevator was just a decorative decoration. He didn't expect to see it working in his lifetime.
And... it was operated by itself after Pei Hanzhou shouted 212?
What kind of black technology is this?
The elevator beeped softly, the door opened, and a small, round object came out of the elevator. After identification, it ran precisely to Pei Hanzhou's feet.
"Master, are you looking for me?"
Lin Luosang:? ?
"Well," Pei Hanzhou pointed at Lin Luosang's location and said to the little thing, "Go over there."
Less than a second after he issued the command, the small machine was able to accurately recognize his meaning and actions, and drove the wheels to roll next to Lin Luosang. The light flashed twice and began to scan her.
After reading the data, it said in a somewhat mechanical yet soft voice, "Hello, Sangsang."
Lin Luosang took several seconds to react before pointing at the thing. He then turned to look at Pei Hanzhou, surprised to see something new: "Does it know me?"
"Logically, I don't know him," the man said, stirring his spoon. "The technical department must have added facial recognition to your system after we got married. It can recognize everyone in our company."
Lin Luosang tried not to look too unworldly, but he couldn't help asking, "Why is it taking the elevator? Is it connected to the electronic system at home?"
"Well, the equipment is common. It can also turn off the lights and close the curtains, and it can also turn on the TV and change the channel."
Lin Luosang was eager to try it out. "How do we play?"
"Just talk to it directly."
She squatted down, faced the gadget face to face, touched its pure black shell, and whispered, "Turn off the light."
The blue light on the little thing's belly flickered, and it asked, "Okay, please be more specific. Which floor and which room do you want to turn off the lights in?"
Lin Luosang: “All of them.”
Just two seconds after the words fell, the entire villa suddenly fell into mysterious darkness. For a moment, Lin Luosang thought he was blinded by the light.
Pei Hanzhou, who was about to pour creamer and almost spilled it on his own hand: "..."
"212, turn on the light in the living room on the first floor."
"Yes, Master."
The little thing moved twice, and the light in the living room was turned on again.
Except for the living room, other places are still shrouded in darkness. Its recognition system is very detailed and will not make mistakes.
Lin Luosang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He ran over to Pei Hanzhou and asked him about everything. "Does it listen to what others say? Then wouldn't your bank card password be easily stolen?"
Pei Hanzhou looked at her in confusion: "Why should I tell it my password? Do I have amnesia?"
"Besides," the man continued, "it only listens to you and me. It doesn't involve private matters. It also listens to Luo Xun's words."
"Are you just going to ignore it when other people talk about it?"
"Um."
"Why?"
"I don't like people touching my things."
“…”
It’s because he doesn’t like others to “touch and turn”. This dad doesn’t even like others touching his things.
Lin Luosang half leaned against the bar: "Such an interesting thing, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I thought women wouldn't like these. After all, they are..." The man lowered his eyes, "cold things."
"No, it's cute."
After saying that, she pondered for a moment: "It just looks so real..."
Pei Hanzhou: "What?"
"You're so straight," she said. "You obviously did it."
The pure black body is round like an enlarged magnet. If it weren't for the light on the belly, people would think it was just a decoration loved by science and engineering men in office buildings.
"If the only thing that's okay is..." She snapped her fingers, trying to control the thing, "212? Come here."
"OK."
This thing is really called 212. As soon as she shouted, she rushed over happily.
Lin Luosang leaned over and touched the two furry ear-like tentacles on its head with his fingers: "This adds a bit of interest."
"Really?" Pei Hanzhou said expressionlessly, "I didn't care about this part. I scolded them for three hours after they made it."
Lin Luosang: “…”
"You are a straight man without any girlish feelings."
She reached out and touched it again. Although the body of 212 looked cold and majestic and difficult to approach, the ears felt very good and the details were very interesting. When touched, they would move twice, perfectly simulating the dynamics of real cat ears.
Pei Hanzhou explained to her like a tour guide: "These two ears have functions. The left one is used to hear sounds."
Lin Luosang: "Is the one on the right where it speaks?"
"Um."
"Besides switching equipment, what else can it do?"
"A lot. Weather reports, humidity and smog monitoring, reminders." The man took a sip of water. "It knows everything Baidu knows."
"encyclopedia?"
Lin Luosang tried and asked it: "212, what time is it now?"
212 perfectly reported the year, month, day, and time, along with the relevant indicators: "Strong wind, temperature 7-12 degrees Celsius, down jackets are recommended, please keep warm."
Lin Luosang was about to praise him for being thoughtful, but then he realized something and asked, "Why is it called 212?"
“Because it was made on February 12th of this year.”
“…”
She instantly retracted her thoughts of praising the man for his romance and thoughtfulness, and curled her lips: "Well, he's an AI after all, right? Does he have to have a name as cold and rigid as 212?"
"Stiff?" Pei·Straight Man·Han Zhou said, "I think it's fine."
"Or if you have a good name, you can change it."
Lin Luosang asked, "How long will it take for it to get used to the new name?"
The man glanced at her speechlessly and said, "Just change it in the programming, and it will work immediately."
"Let me think about it," she said, carefully examining the 212 again. "Has this been released yet? Has the market response been good?"
"It's not for sale," Pei Hanzhou said. "There's only one in the world."
She blinked, as if she was the one who missed the great opportunity, and said regretfully, "Why didn't you put it into production?"
“Mass production requires a fixed amount, and not many people can afford it.”
“…”
I see, this man is still showing off his wealth.
At this point, she completely gave up and gave up asking the price. She held her cheeks and sighed, "It seems I'm destined not to have it. I wanted to buy one because it was so cute..."
The man didn't understand what was going on in her head, so he frowned and said bluntly, "If you like it, this is for you."
She opened her eyes, her upper eyelids curved into an arc, and asked, "What about you?"
“I don’t need it on a daily basis.”
"If you don't need it, why are you doing it?"
"Just do it casually." The man answered lightly.
When these four words fell into Lin Luosang's ears, he was filled with a sense of superiority, "Indeed, I can be so awesome just by doing it casually."
…
She rubbed her earlobe. Even though she didn't know much about the relevant technology, she instinctively felt that 212 was more than it seemed. "There must be a lot of core technology involved, right? Have you applied for a patent or published a paper?"
"Yes, some functions will be used in the research and development of other products." The man held the cup and smiled. "You care a lot about this. Are you worried that I will suffer a loss?"
"yes."
Before I could even feel touched, she continued, "You'd be a jerk if you didn't make money, right?"
"My agent taught me."
“…”
After saying that, she took 212 to play aside. She seemed to like the little thing's ears very much. While instructing it to change the channel, she also rubbed its furry ears. After a while, she even opened her mobile phone, not knowing what she was looking for. It seemed that she had quickly adapted to her new role.
The man was about to go upstairs when he suddenly heard her calling him——
"So you're giving this to me now?"
He nodded.
"Then when we change its name tomorrow..." She pursed her lips, her eyes shining, "Can you let it call me Master instead?"
He stood there speechless for a few seconds, without responding, and went upstairs with his hands in his pockets.
Lin Luosang didn't know whether his plan was feasible, and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the man's ruthless back.
That night, she and 212 were having a hot and passionate time together, and the man finally realized what a big mistake it was for him to bring this seemingly boring thing home.
He didn't understand why he had made such a thing that could climb upstairs and even open locks, and it was harming himself.
For example, at this moment, Lin Luosang finally had enough fun and was ready to go to bed, so he lay on the bed and typed on the computer, starting his routine of making music before going to bed.
He felt a little tired after reading for a while, so he decided to chat with his wife about their daily life. "When are you free recently?"
She asked, "What for?"
"Nothing, just in a couple of days..."
The man hadn't finished speaking when she picked up the controller and started calling 212. 212, Shunfeng Express, was determined to deliver the goods. She took the elevator up from the first floor regardless of the weather and used the program to unlock the lock he had just put on.
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
She patted 212's head and praised him with a gentle voice that the man had never heard before, saying "You're so good." Then she asked, "Can you check when I'm free recently?"
The 212 indicator light lit up, and his ears moved. He quickly scanned the area and replied, "The day after tomorrow, 4-6 pm, and all day the day after tomorrow."
The man pursed his lips and was about to speak when the damn robot cut him off again: "It might rain the day after tomorrow, so remember to bring rain gear. The temperature will drop sharply the day after tomorrow, so remember to wear more clothes."
Pei Hanzhou: “…………”
"Did you hear that?" Lin Luosang said with relief and satisfaction. He smiled and pulled 212's ear. Without even turning back to look at him, he just said to him, "What can I do for you?"
Pei Hanzhou felt that nothing else mattered right now: "Why does it even know your itinerary?"
"I just imported it according to the instructions," she finally turned her head to look at him, "Your design is really user-friendly. It's very easy to use."
The man's tongue touched his palate, and his emotions were extremely complicated for a moment. How to put it, there was a sense of retribution... of having brought it upon himself.
After a long pause, he comforted himself a little with the thought, "At least he's my own child," and then finally got to the point: "Ji Shiyan's new film is out. Do you want to go see it? There's a private screening, but..."
He paused for a moment, pondering what to say next. Unexpectedly, 212 thought he had finished speaking and thoughtfully added, "Master, are you talking about Ji Shiyan? Ji Shiyan's new film, 'Shi Qiu,' is about to be released. It tells the story of the protagonist, Fu Shiqiu, during the Republic of China..."
"That's enough," Pei Hanzhou interrupted, unable to bear it any longer. "212, shut up."
212 took two steps back, still using that cute, baby voice, showing no emotion, and very obedient to instructions: "I'm sorry, Master, did I do something wrong?"
Lin Luosang pulled up the quilt, then patted 212's head to show his comfort, staring at the man in dissatisfaction: "Why are you so mean to the child?"
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
He looked at the blinking indicator light of 212, and for the first time felt that the thing he had made was an eyesore no matter how he looked at it, like a huge one-kilowatt light bulb shining on the headboard of the bed.
The man stepped over Lin Luosang and took the controller. He didn't intend to let this thing continue to lie by the bed and ruin the atmosphere. After entering the command, 212 made a beeping sound and automatically turned off.
"What did you lose?" She asked curiously, wanting to take a closer look. "Is this turning it off? Is it the same with turning it on?"
The man half-covered the screen and hid away, finally finding a chance to talk to her properly: "We can go to a private theater to watch it then, do you want to go?"
It took her a while to remember the topic of their conversation, and she nodded and said, "Sure, I can go together if I have time."
She has always liked Ji Shiyan's movies.
Pei Hanzhou asked, "What about the day after tomorrow?"
"good."
After finishing their conversation before bed, the two turned off the bedside lamps and prepared to go to sleep. Not long after lying down, Pei Hanzhou felt the person next to him nudging him.
He thought she was cold and was about to reach out to sense her, but he was caught off guard by the wet breath beside his ear and was startled.
Her breath was light and soft, like the tip of her finger, spreading down along his earlobe, and she spoke softly -
"What do you think about changing the name of 212 to Ma Tuan?"
“…………”
He is not one to dwell on the past.
However, if he could go back in time, he would definitely burn all the parts used to assemble 212 to pieces.
The next day, Lin Luosang received a message from Sheng Qianye on his way to work: [Baby, how are you planning to celebrate your birthday? Do you want the sisters to accompany you?]
In fact, her real birthday was in December, but her family moved her birthday forward so that she could go to school earlier. But they were afraid that she would be bullied because of her young age, so they moved it forward again to July 28th.
Therefore, Lin Luosang's registered birthday was July 28. Later, when she debuted, she was too lazy to explain, and her team was afraid that marketing accounts would say that she deliberately celebrated her birthday later to appear younger, so she continued to use July 28 as her birthday in public.
Her fans celebrate her birthday in July, and her friends celebrate her birthday in December. She is treated as a birthday girl twice a year, so why not?
In the past, she always celebrated her birthday with Sheng Qianye and Ji Ning. She didn't know why Sheng Qianye suddenly asked about it this year.
But then again, she did have other plans this year.
Lin Luosang pressed the phone and replied: [No need, you two are both abroad, you should take a break and stop running back and forth. I'll find someone to accompany me!]
Sheng Qianye said in a tone that showed he understood everything: [I know, Pei Hanzhou~]
Lin Luosang: [No.]
[No???] Sheng Qianye said, [Who else could it be besides him?]
Lin Luosang bit his lower lip and said, "We haven't finalized it yet, but I'm sure I can find one. Don't worry."
"That's fine. If you have any questions, just give me a call."
【Um. 】
The car drove forward slowly, Xiao Nuan was checking the itinerary on the side, Yue Hui was sleeping soundly on the table, and Lin Luosang stared at his phone in a daze for a few minutes before clicking on the address book.
After looking at a number for a long time, she tapped it lightly. Her finger hesitated on the call button for two seconds, and finally turned to the text message button next to it.
After going through it over and over again, typing it in five times, she finally finished the final version. It seemed that only the lyrics took her so long to revise. She asked: "Mom, my birthday is coming soon, are you busy?"
Li Ningfu's message came back ten minutes later: [Not busy!]
[I haven't seen you for a long time. I'll spend your birthday with you. What do you want to eat? Should I cook it for you or should I eat out?]
She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and boundless joy grew in her heart: "You do it, I want to eat pork ribs and potatoes, lotus root soup, and stir-fried pork with chili peppers...!"
Li Ningfu couldn't stop laughing. "You're already a big star, why is the menu still the same as when you were little? Can you eat those high-calorie foods? After all, things are different now, and making mistakes is not good. Mom is afraid of being hunted down by your company and fans. If I affect you, I will be the biggest sinner."
"Why not? It's okay to eat a big meal every now and then." Lin Luosang said, "I'll drink some green juice to help with digestion, and then I'll work out a little longer. It won't be a problem."
Are you sure?
[Don't you believe my promise? Don't worry, I even had hotpot with the team on my birthday last year.]
Li Ningfu: [Okay, since you've made your request, Mom will definitely satisfy you.]
After a while, Li Ningfu's message came back: "Your show has been very popular recently. Tiantian said that all the classmates are watching it and even asked me for an autographed photo."
Lin Luosang asked: [Have you seen it too?]
[Just kidding, my daughter behaves so well, how can I, as a mother, not watch it? ]
Li Ningfu sighed with emotion: "When you left, you were just so little. I never thought that my Sangsang would grow up into a beautiful, well-mannered, and talented young lady."
Reading this, her nose suddenly felt sore.
For Li Ningfu, she can now easily get over her mother's departure, but for her, the sight of her mother leaving was like a thorn in her heart for a long time.
It hurts if you pull it out, and it hurts if you don't touch it.
But that's all in the past.
Everyone grows, whether actively or passively.
So in the end she was still extremely satisfied with Li Ningfu's upcoming company. Even Yue Hui noticed that she was different from usual and asked her curiously what was so happy about her. He thought that Pei Hanzhou was going to give her a share of the family property.
After finishing the "Audio-Visual Feast" meeting in a good mood, she returned home. Even the air she was used to smelling seemed incredibly sweet. She hummed a tune as she walked into the main hall.
212 was already on. He sensed a familiar voice approaching from the living room and came over to greet her on his little wheels: "Master, you're back."
She looked at Pei Hanzhou on the sofa in surprise: "Is it fixed?"
"Well, the name has been changed as you requested last night. You can try it."
She was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that the name she said last night was just a random thought, but maybe because she was in a good mood at the moment, she thought the name "Ma Tuan" was unexpectedly nice, so she agreed and patted Ma Tuan's head with a smile: "Ma Tuan?"
Ma Tuan shook left and right twice: "Master, I'm here."
"So cute," she tilted her head and smiled with her eyes curved, "I ordered new clothes for you. You can wear them when they arrive in a couple of days."
Ma Tuan's light flashed for a moment, as if a program was trying to figure out how the new clothes would match its body, but in the end, it wiggled its ears and said, "Thank you, Master."
"If it calls me master," Lin Luosang turned to look at Pei Hanzhou, "then you don't have a name?"
Obviously, a man's IQ would never allow such a thing to happen.
His eyelids moved, and he called out in a deep voice: "2...Ma Tuan, come here."
Ma Tuan turned around happily: "Okay, Dad."
Lin Luosang:? ?
dad? ? ? ?
She stood still, trying to figure out which of the two titles, Master or Dad, was more impressive.
Finally, she slowly sat down next to Pei Hanzhou: "I have a question for you."
Pei Hanzhou: "Hmm?"
Lin Luosang: "When it comes to taking advantage of others, have you never lost?"
“…”
But considering that she was in a good mood, Lin Luosang was generous enough not to delve into the matter.
She had a schedule on her birthday, which was the recording of the program "Singing and Walking".
"Singing and Walking" focuses on song adaptation. In each episode, the guests will be given a classic song to adapt and finally compete with the original singer.
She was a guest on one of the episodes, which was only recorded for one episode. The resources were negotiated by Yue Hui. The show was quite popular in all aspects, and most importantly, it was fun.
If the main focus of "Audio-visual Feast" is professionalism, singers must have a good stage and creation;
"Singing and Walking" is based on talent and adds the personal charm of the creators themselves. There is also a lot of room for performance outside the stage. Everyone often tries some interesting new tricks, and the overall atmosphere is more relaxed.
For example, "Singing and Walking" often gives guests some popular online songs or pop songs from N years ago to create, and the instruments are always unexpected. The whole variety show effect is very good, and the program has no restrictions.
In this episode, Lin Luosang chose a screaming chicken among the instruments for the singer.
To be honest, Lin Luosang had never seen this show. When the screaming chicken was first presented to her, she was a little confused and even whispered to the host if one of the staff members was playing a prank.
The host held the microphone and said seriously, "Sangsang asked me if this screaming chicken was a joke. What should I say? If I say yes, it seems like we're too frivolous. If I say no... what if there really is a singer to choose from?"
She had never experienced such a relaxed and playful atmosphere before, so she relaxed and quickly integrated into the group with her strong social skills.
In today's program, Ximu is also an unexpected guest.
Although the two had a brief disagreement over Ni Tong's matter, they seemed to be more familiar with each other in this unfamiliar program. In addition, she actually appreciated Ximu's music very much, so the two of them couldn't help but chat after standing together.
The guests needed to be grouped in twos. Just when everyone was getting worked up over the group discussions, the host saw her chatting animatedly with Ximu and couldn't help but cue them: "Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with those two newcomers? They just arrived and they don't take us guests seriously? They're still chatting when it's so tense!"
Lin Luosang completely immersed himself in the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, and said with a very clever smile, "No... Ximu and I were too nervous. We were discussing how to have a chance of winning."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Because everyone is so amazing, we can only make breakthroughs from unexpected places..."
At this point, Ximu was stuck. Lin Luosang added, "We two decided to choose Screaming Chicken."
"Right...ah?" Ximu subconsciously wanted to deny it. After saying "No," he thought it was worth a try. After all, doing the opposite of what is recommended can bring out the best. So he nodded again, "Yes, yes, yes."
The host was amused: "Is it right or wrong?!"
There was laughter from the audience.
The two of them were in a dilemma, so they just improvised a piece. Ximu sang b-box, and Lin Luosang accompanied her by finding the beat of Screaming Chicken.
It was really funny at first, even the people in the live studio were laughing: [Shocking! Is this the reason why the fairy sister's image collapsed? A wealthy female artist is embarrassed to make a living online. Life is not easy, Sangsang is performing for money.]
[It's not easy for my son to make a living. The hand that used to hold the bow is now used to hold the Screaming Chicken TT (I don't mean to say that Screaming Chicken is bad)]
As a result, things actually got better and better later on. The two of them cooperated well, and Lin Luosang also controlled the strength so that the screaming chicken's voice was no longer harsh. The final beat was actually quite nice.
Even the host was surprised and turned back to look at the original singer: "Teacher Chen should have a sense of crisis. It seems that these two newcomers are really good."
The original singer Chen Long bowed and laughed to the two of them in the rest area.
The live broadcast was almost in chaos, and even fans were making passionate speeches——
[She's very serious in serious shows, and very playful in funny shows. This sister's sense of variety is too strong, hahahahahahaha.]
[Me too. I used to think she was just a little more talented, but I didn't expect she could be so funny!]
Curious passersby should check out some of the vlogs posted by Lin Luosang's studio. Lin Luosang not only possesses a beautiful appearance, but also possesses a fascinating soul. He often makes me laugh under the covers while surfing the internet late at night, until the bed shakes and my roommate rushes over to beat me up.
[Her last makeup removal video really made me laugh.]
…
The program gives three hours for adaptation. When the audience goes for lunch and comes back, the guests who need to adapt have already finished their adaptation.
Due to time constraints, there is no need to adapt the entire song. Just pick out a few highlights and adapt them.
The guests' adaptation process was also presented transparently in the live broadcast room, greatly satisfying the audience's curiosity.
Lin Luosang and Ximu were given a very artistic song. They made changes very quickly, and the final performance was surprisingly textbook-stunning: Lin Luosang gently stroked the guzheng, and a few distant cries were added to the empty and distant atmosphere, adding a bit of sadness and calling.
The adaptation was seamless, and even her collaboration with Ximu felt particularly special, as they finished the revision in less than three hours.
Adapting a song is actually a thankless task. After all, the original singer's song is so good that the first version of the melody has already left a memory and a solid impression in the minds of the audience. Unless you do it very well, even if you try hard, the chances of success are only 50-50.
But Lin Luosang and Ximu's adaptation was very successful and was the only adaptation that beat the original singer on the spot.
Everything about her birthday seemed to go smoothly. When she returned home, she was in a good mood and sat at home waiting for Li Ningfu to come and cook for her.
She had asked in advance, and Pei Hanzhou said that he would not be going back today. With the idea of wanting to prove to her family that she was living a good life, she still chose to let Li Ningfu come and see her living environment.
It’s been a long time since we last met.
She was full of joy and excitement, just like a child waiting for her parents to pick her up at the kindergarten gate in her childhood.
But she didn't wait for Li Ningfu, only an anxious phone call: "Hello, Luoluo, Mommy can't celebrate your birthday today. Tiantian has a fever, and I'm taking her to the hospital now..."
There was a commotion over there, and Li Ningfu's voice could be heard: "Driver, please drive faster. It's okay. I'll pay for the red light fee later. Sorry for the inconvenience. Please drive faster..."
The sound of raindrops could be heard from the other side of the receiver. Lin Luosang held the phone and opened his lips, but for a moment he felt like there was something stuck in his throat. He wanted to say yes or no, but in the end he couldn't utter a single word.
She looked out the window. The heavy rain that had fallen without her knowing was winding in front of the glass, as if separating her from the world outside the window.
I don't know when the call was hung up, nor who hung up.
Did she press the button accidentally? Or was Li Ningfu so anxious that she hung up before she even had time to hear the reply?
Is Song Tian okay? As her half-sister, the one who was showered with all the love and care in her mother's new family, the one she envied, being sick at this time...it couldn't have been intentional, right?
It seemed as if God was playing another big joke on her. She closed her eyes, her strength drained away, and she sat on the sofa, staring at the rain curtain in a daze.
The intermittent rain is so much like her continuous expectation of getting love and care over the years, but when it comes to making choices, she is always abandoned again and again.
It is so rare to be caught, and it also requires luck to be caught.
She closed her eyes.
The rain stopped silently at some point. She sat in the middle of the living room in a trance, with Ma Tuan swaying back and forth beside her legs, and turned on a light for her on his own initiative.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
Although she had already been informed of the result, she still had a glimmer of hope. She walked over and opened the door, her heart almost stopping. However, she was not greeted by Li Ningfu, but by the enthusiastic smile of the delivery driver:
"Hello, this is the cake Ms. Li ordered for you. Happy birthday."
…
The sudden appearance of the cake once again highlighted her loneliness. She numbly opened the box, lit the candles, and tried with all her strength to blow them out. She then made a decent birthday wish, but in the end she couldn't do it. She moved her fingers, covered her cheeks in a somewhat collapsed manner, and her body trembled slightly.
Everything was fine at the beginning, how come it suddenly... became like this?
Disappointments accumulate, and regrets and powerlessness surge up. When emotions reach the critical point, they explode. She whimpers, and a wet liquid seeps out from between her fingers and slides down the back of her hand.
She hadn't expected the door to be opened at this moment, and she didn't even have time to hide her red eyes. Pei Hanzhou frowned and stared at her for a few seconds, forgetting to close the door. After a while, he whispered, "...What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she said hurriedly, picking up the cake and trying to cover up her mistake. "Don't worry about me...it will be fine in a while."
Then she quickly ran upstairs and slipped into the innermost study room alone.
Fortunately, Pei Hanzhou did not catch up.
She breathed a sigh of relief, but somewhere along the way, she felt a little bit of empty loss.
She doesn't want others to notice her bad mood, and doesn't want to show her fragile and sensitive side, but to some extent, she also hopes that someone can be keenly aware of her subtle emotional changes.
It was so contradictory that she pressed her eyes.
About ten minutes later, footsteps were heard on the stairwell. Each step seemed to knock on her heart. Lin Luosang slightly bent her body, and then the door was opened.
Pei Hanzhou stood at the door and looked at her: "Is today your birthday?"
She shook her head and wanted to say no, but he cut her off: "Don't tell me that lighting candles at home means you want to have a candlelight dinner with 212."
“…”
Soon, her wrist was grabbed by the man, and Pei Hanzhou said, "Come up with me."
“…Where are you going?”
She was quickly taken by the man to the rooftop on the eighth floor. The air was fresh after the rain, filled with the faint scent of grass.
She looked at Pei Hanzhou holding her wrist, and was thinking about what to say to show that she was okay. Before she said the first word "It's okay", there was a sudden loud noise not far away, and Lin Luosang was startled.
Immediately afterwards, colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, spreading across the night sky, swirling up, and then slowly falling after blooming.
She was stunned and for a moment she even forgot to blink.
The world, once again brimming with brilliance, was reflected in her eyes. Something surged up in her like an electric current, then spread to her limbs and bones, crackling and exploding in them.
When the fireworks were blooming brilliantly, she suddenly felt that it was a lie to say that everything was fine. She was very busy and hurt. She didn't want to spend her birthday alone at all. She also wanted liveliness and attention.
Saying it doesn't matter is all lies.
Fortunately, Pei Hanzhou did not let her lie.
The fireworks bloomed for a long time, so long that her mood had gradually calmed down. When the last firework ended, she let out a long sigh, as if she was forcefully expelling her depressed mood.
She calmed her head and heard herself say softly, "Thank you."
The man stood beside her and said, "Has anyone told you?"
She looked up suddenly.
There were patches of light left at the end of the sky, making it difficult to tell whether they were stars or the illusion of fireworks.
The evening breeze carried his voice to my ears, and at that moment it seemed unusually low and pleasant.
"You don't need to thank your husband."
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