Holding the rather heavy microphone in his hand, Lin Luosang was momentarily distracted, and only after a long while did he manage to clear his mind.
"Why did you suddenly give me this?"
Pei Hanzhou put down his phone, frowning as if she had asked a very strange question, and replied, "Don't birthdays always come with presents?"
He spoke frankly and with reason, and she couldn't refute him.
Lin Luosang turned the microphone and found a line of raised letters engraved at the bottom of the back. It was her English name.
The birthday at that time was chaotic and sloppy, but fortunately there was a fireworks display to make up for the celebration. She thought that page had been completely turned over, but she didn't expect that he would remember such a small thing as the gift.
A customized microphone exclusively for her, the color is her support color, and the symbol is her logo. She will use it to do what she likes most.
It turns out that there are people who will not ignore the details related to her, and it turns out that she can also be caught.
She can also have the warmth and concern that others have.
My heart feels like it's sinking, and my thoughts are like floating marshmallows that can be stretched to great lengths if you rub them.
She didn't know why she was suddenly touched. Perhaps it was because she hadn't had any expectations, but was caught off guard by the surprise.
It's hard not to be moved when a lingering regret is filled.
Pei Hanzhou saw her standing there in a daze for a long time, and then looking at the custom microphone over and over again. He thought she didn't know how to use it, so he put down the source of happiness in his hand and walked to her side.
"You can try it," the man pressed the power button, "It's customized according to your tone, so there shouldn't be any problems."
She tried her best to ignore the heart that was about to jump out of her throat. She felt that if she said a few more words, it would jump out. "Wasn't the microphone on just now?"
Pei Hanzhou looked at her in confusion, "Why would I turn on the microphone when you haven't come back yet?"
Fortunately, Pei Hanzhou did not hear her exaggerated heartbeat with its own reverberation. Lin Luosang tried it twice casually, absent-mindedly, with his mind full of random thoughts.
Pei Hanzhou asked: "Is it useful?"
"It's quite useful..." she said perfunctorily.
"How can it be useful?" the man said nonchalantly. "The speakers aren't even on."
“…”
Lin Luosang then realized that he had not yet connected the speakers and had not heard any sound at all. He then ran up to the third floor in embarrassment to find his small speaker.
Who knew that as soon as the connection was successful, the music that she hadn't completely turned off last time started playing again, and the light and lingering tune of the new song "Heartbeat" instantly filled the house.
Just at this moment, the sound of a man's slow footsteps was heard in the stairwell again. She couldn't tell whether she was nervous or excited at this moment. She tried a few tones and quickly turned it off, with lingering fear.
After walking next to her, Pei Hanzhou didn't speak for a long time.
Feeling his scrutiny, she imagined the Big Bang and the collision of nebulae in her mind. Her fingers unconsciously clenched, and she finally heard him speak indifferently, "Why are you running so fast?"
Lin Luosang: “…Ah?”
The man said meaningfully: "Your face is red."
“………………”
She stretched out the back of her hand to test the temperature of her cheek, and then evaded the question, "Maybe, I was just too eager to test it."
The man glanced at the microphone in her hand and said, "That's all right."
"Let's go, go down."
Pei Hanzhou walked a few steps out and saw that she was still in the same position. He couldn't help but remind her: "What are you standing there for?"
Only then did she realize that the man seemed to be waiting for her, and she hurriedly followed him with the microphone in hand.
It seems that once I accept a certain setting, I feel that even the faint smell of cypress wafting over when he comes downstairs is pleasant.
Her nose twitched, her girlish heart was about to burst out, and even her nerve endings trembled modestly.
The most tender part of my heart felt like it was being pinched, and it took a long time before I could breathe on my own.
Lin Luosang had exercised a lot today, and soon she felt hungry. She called Ma Tuan to her side and planned to let the robot randomly draw her dinner menu for today.
She touched Ma Tuan's belly and said, "Ma Tuan, what do you think I should eat tonight?"
As soon as the lights on the glutinous rice balls came on, before I could randomly sort through them, the cold voice of a man beside me drowned out the sound of the machinery.
"Why do you have to ask it what to eat? Can it make it for you or what?"
Lin Luosang was choked for a moment, then said: "Then if I ask you, can you help me do it?"
The man turned a page of the book with a reserved air. Just when Lin Luosang thought he would say "You're dreaming" in the next second, he heard him say, "It depends on my mood."
Lin Luosang curled his lips: "How are you feeling now?"
Pei Hanzhou: "It's okay."
“???”
As the man finished speaking, the glutinous rice balls were also successfully processed. A mechanical voice reminded: "The weather is dry today. Master, why don't you eat noodles? Noodles are easier to digest as dinner, and the calories are also..."
Hearing this, Lin Luosang was about to ask Ma Tuan to order takeout for him, but the man next to him spoke again: "If you could stop wasting time on this robot, I might feel better."
Lin Luosang silently turned Ma Tuan's head and said, "Nonsense! I just came in and found you looking at your phone. I was so happy."
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
Seeing the man stand up at this time, Lin Luosang looked over and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Cook noodles," he said.
She happily jumped up from the sofa, put on her slippers, and followed him in three or two steps, saying flatteringly, "Then cook me one portion too, clear soup will do."
The man stopped, and she also stopped and stood still.
He seemed to be smiling, not sure if he was teasing, but he uttered an incomplete sentence with a whisper:
“It’s really easy to feed.”
She was distracted for a moment by this smile, and when she came to her senses, he was already standing under the light and cooking.
The warm yellow light spread around him, creating a fluffy outline. He lowered his eyes coldly, and for the first time, he blended into the world of fireworks.
The heartbeat was unpredictable and unavoidable, and it struck her with a bang at this moment.
The noodles that day were cooked very soft, and seemed to melt between the lips and teeth when she took a sip. She put her lips against the edge of the bowl and couldn't help but look up at him secretly.
No one would have thought that fate could be so miraculous. The man she met for the first time on the boat would actually become her husband and was sitting next to her at this moment.
She couldn't describe the feeling, only that her steps were soft and limp, like she was walking on cotton. When she returned to the room, it still didn't feel real. She didn't feel real even when she lay down. She didn't feel real either. She didn't feel real even when she turned off the lights...
Oh, it was only when the man pressed on her that she felt a little more real. Because of her own charming little thoughts, she just... responded a little bit.
Then her exercise time was forced to be extended by another two hours.
The next day she slept in a daze until noon. After waking up, she rushed to the studio for rehearsal. When she left the studio, she remembered that she had forgotten to bring the microphone, so she hurried home to get it.
The little taro used as a microphone feels very good and has very good sound quality, maximizing the strengths of her voice. It seems that Pei Hanzhou really did not do it casually.
When she took out the microphone in the car to try it out, Yue Hui was also shocked: "Wow, where did this microphone come from? How come I don't know about it?"
She thought for a moment and said, "Someone gave it to me."
"Who sent it, a fan?"
Lin Luosang really didn't know what tone to use to say, "This is a gift from my husband." After hesitating for a long time and failing to choose the right channel, she simply said, "Just take it as it is."
Yue Hui didn't understand: "What do you mean I'll just take it? I..."
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Nuan interrupted, "Brother Hui, do you really need to ask so much? Look at the brand, Shure Axent Digital. It's not even sold in China. A microphone costs millions. Do you think ordinary fans can afford it? Sangsang didn't have it yesterday, but she got it when she got home. Who do you think gave it to her? She doesn't contact fans privately."
Yue Hui slapped his thigh and realized what was going on: "Ah! Pei Hanzhou, why did he suddenly give this to me?!"
Xiao Nuan: "Isn't it Sangsang's birthday?"
"Oh, yes, yes," Yue Hui turned around and pointed at Ma Tuan spinning around in the RV, "but I thought this was a gift from him."
"He won't give this to me." Lin Luosang propped up his head. "He hates this thing to the core."
Yue Hui: "Why? It's so cute, and it can even change clothes."
"have no idea."
Lin Luosang pondered for a moment, tapping his fingertips on the table. “But isn’t there that kind of thing? After creating a masterpiece, you may feel disgusted with it because you can’t surpass it anymore…”
"That makes sense. I think President Pei is probably that kind of person. After all, he's so strict with himself."
The three of them chatted and laughed in the RV and soon arrived at the studio. Lin Luosang rehearsed for four hours and finally walked out sweating profusely.
After Ni Tong left, the stage became a true showdown between the strong. Her opponents were the powerful Ximu and Aguai, and neither dared to let their guard down. Under the real guns and swords, everyone could only rely on their strength to speak.
Although her goal is to win the championship, she has already calmed down. Being able to compete with good opponents is already a fulfilling life, and the result of winning or losing is actually not that important.
Of course, if I could win the championship...that would definitely be better.
After the rehearsal, she also has to record some materials for the new episode. This time, the program team requires the guests to wear doll headgear and go out on the street, try to persuade pedestrians to listen to their own and their opponents' music, and choose the one they think is the best.
Lin Luosang was given the bunny doll costume from Zootopia. Although it looked a bit bulky after he put it on, it was still acceptable.
Her voice echoed muffledly within the doll costume: "Luckily I'm not wearing this in the summer, otherwise I'd be so hot I'd want to commit suicide."
"Why are you doing this now?" Yue Hui couldn't understand her. "We're not recording the material until tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Lin Luosang took off his hood with difficulty. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I just said it, the last thing I said... What's wrong with you today? You keep getting distracted." Yue Hui asked rapidly, "Is there something on your mind? Is there someone on your mind?"
She curled her lips and didn't answer. When she looked up, she saw a familiar car model passing by the window.
Immediately afterwards, the Maybach stopped and a man walked out.
It seemed a bit of a waste to take off the doll costume she had worn for so long before it even warmed up. An idea came to her mind, and she waved to Yue Hui and Xiao Nuan: "I'm going to do some experiments first and come back later!"
"What experiment are you doing? Hey! You didn't even bring your microphone or camera...!"
Unfortunately, Yue Hui didn't call her, and Lin Luosang walked down the stairs unsteadily with the hood on her head. Fortunately, Pei Hanzhou got out of the car opposite and was still discussing something with someone, and was not in a hurry to leave.
Noticing that the man seemed to be looking at her, she quickly put on a hood and followed the crowd across the zebra crossing to his side.
The man didn't recognize her at all.
She walked forward with a sly delight, intending to tease him again when he entered the room. Unfortunately, she walked in such a hurry that she didn't notice the vertical poster at her feet. She tripped over the railing and her clever brain gloriously bumped into the glass door.
It didn't hurt because of the headgear, but she subconsciously screamed and held her head.
Pei Hanzhou, who was about to enter the door, stopped and glanced at the gray rabbit beside him.
The bodyguard realized what was happening and was about to go over to clear the area when he was stopped by the man.
When he found Pei Hanzhou walking towards him, the roles in the plan were completely reversed again, and Lin Luosang subconsciously took two steps back.
The man narrowed his eyes.
Although he could only see the eyes of the person inside through the gap in the doll's costume, but with just a glance, coupled with the voice and movement - he would know who it was.
Soon, Lin Luosang's wrist was strangled by the man, and he dragged her inside with big strides. Lin Luosang walked slowly and could not walk fast. In the end, she could only run in small steps, her body swaying in the doll costume.
The man moved even faster as he pulled her closer to the room. She slipped past the door panel without noticing, and her vision was suddenly blocked. She cried out in a low voice: "My head... my head is tilted, Pei Hanzhou, you tilted my head!"
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
The man pulled her over and made her sit on something, then he straightened her headgear which had tilted to the back and put it on.
She was panting inside, with a layer of sweat oozing from the tip of her nose.
He lowered his eyes casually: "Explain, what kind of game is this?"
"It's not a game, it's a program set up," she shook her head seriously, "I originally wanted you to listen to the song and review it for me, but who knew you would walk so fast and bump my head..."
Pei Hanzhou stared at her for a long while, then laughed out of anger: "Where's Ge'er?"
She felt around and was about to pull out her phone, but her pockets were empty after searching for a long time. She blinked and said, "...I forgot to bring it."
In order to get back at least 10%, she immediately and confidently criticized him: "Why is your tie so crooked? Who tied it for you?"
Pei Hanzhou: "Myself."
She pulled her hands out of the doll costume and couldn't help raising her hands to straighten them. "Your hands-on skills are really worrying..." Then she suddenly realized, "Why are you wearing a tie?"
Having said this, she finally felt that the atmosphere seemed a little off. She slowly turned her head and looked at each other with Zaizhou and other senior directors.
…………
Luo Xun raised his hand and greeted her: "Good afternoon, sister-in-law."
Lin Luosang: “…”
So everyone just watched here for five minutes... She and Pei Hanzhou were arguing?
She suddenly jumped down from the table and gave Pei Hanzhou a look that said, "So many people are in a meeting, why didn't you tell me and you took the lead in chatting with me?" She apologized to everyone, "Sorry everyone, I didn't know you were in a meeting. I'll leave now."
The man tugged at her sleeves and found that most of her body was sticking out of the doll costume. He said calmly, "If you sweat and then go out into the wind, you'll catch a cold. Rest inside for twenty minutes before leaving."
Lin Luosang: "Then how do you hold a meeting?"
"We can drive if you sit down," the man said. "It's not a secret."
Lin Luosang heard it for the first time: "And the company's high-level meeting is not confidential?"
Pei Hanzhou: "I said it's not true for you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the senior executives looked at each other, remembering the miserable situation of being isolated from the world every time they had a meeting because their communication tools were confiscated.
To them, I "confiscate their tools for fear of leaks", but to my wife, I "it's not a secret to you". It's really obvious how double-standard I am.
Finally, someone couldn't help but whisper to the person next to them and asked quietly -
"Does this mean... a show of affection?"
The person next to him nodded seriously, "I think so."
…
Lin Luosang was really planning to leave, but the man insisted on asking her to stay. He warned her that it was very dangerous to not be able to see the road clearly dressed like that, and that she would not be allowed to act alone next time.
If there weren't so many people present, she really wanted to straighten her chest and ask him if he thought of her as a three-year-old child.
But she didn't want to delay the meeting, so she didn't confront him. She nodded and sat behind him to rest.
What they talked about was profound and complicated. In addition, she was a little tired because she had been tired for a while not long ago. It was just like when she was listening to the political class in high school. As she listened, she was hypnotized and slowly lay down on the table.
Then, everyone who was still wondering "Is this a show of affection?" in their minds watched as the boss analyzed the cold and ruthless data while silently taking off his coat and covering his wife's shoulders.
Well, all the problems were solved, they understood——
This is a naked show of love :)
It was an hour later when Lin Luosang woke up, just as everyone was leaving the meeting. She was too embarrassed to get up and greet everyone at this time, and said kindly, "I didn't understand what you were talking about, so I fell asleep." So she lay on the table and pretended to sleep, planning to get up after everyone left.
The voices gradually thinned out, and her patience was about to reach its peak. Just as she squinted her eyes, she heard the man's calm voice: "Get up when you wake up."
"Pretending to be asleep doesn't make you look any smarter."
“…”
The conversation that day ended with Lin Luosang tying his coat around the man's neck and storming out of the building.
After Yue Hui and Xiao Nuan reunited, they sent her home first, and her doll costume was also brought back by the assistant.
Everything seemed to be progressing in a beautiful and peaceful direction. She could even talk about the interesting things that happened to her when chatting with Pei Hanzhou at night. It was also the first time that the two of them had the experience of falling asleep while chatting.
She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she was reluctant to personally solve this fairy-tale dream for herself.
But eventually someone will be willing to give up.
One afternoon not long after, Zhao Xuanya asked her out for a talk.
To be honest, she didn't actually plan to go at first. Her first reaction was to refuse, but after thinking it over again and again, she finally agreed.
They had both calmed down for so long, and she thought Zhao Xuan Ya might have something new to say. After all, Zhao Xuan Ya was Pei Hanzhou's mother and had a blood relationship with the person she liked.
Zhao Xuanya said she wanted to come home, but she thought that Pei Hanzhou didn't like the smell of women, and she also wanted to make the conversation more transparent, so she changed the location to a coffee shop.
She arrived very early on the day of the appointment. When Sheng Qianye heard that the woman wanted to talk to her, she pulled Ji Ning to the coffee shop and sat down at the table next to Lin Luosang, saying that if an emergency occurred, at least this time she had a sister to support her.
Before Zhao Xuanya arrived, Sheng Qianye sat in her seat and confirmed with Lin Luosang, "You've figured out how to deal with this, right?"
Lin Luosang poked the muffin on the plate and said, "To be honest, I haven't thought about it yet."
"It's okay, relax. When she disses you, just diss back and that's it," Sheng Qianye encouraged her. "Just treat it like the same as before."
She paused, looked up, and said, "But this time is different."
"What's the difference?" Sheng Qianye frowned.
"The last time we met, Pei Hanzhou and I had nothing to do with each other, but this time..." Lin Luosang took a deep breath, "This time, I like Pei Hanzhou."
There was silence on the other side for a few seconds. Ji Ning was stunned, and Sheng Qianye's spoon fell back into the cup with a crisp sound.
After a while, Sheng Qianye pretended to be disillusioned with the world and stirred his coffee. He analyzed it calmly like a master of emotions, "I said, after spending time together day and night, sooner or later, you will develop feelings, especially when your husband is handsome and rich."
She blew on her coffee again, her feeling of familiarity and commanding power growing stronger, and she blurted out more easily, without even thinking: "Didn't you say that if you fall in love with him, you'll divorce him?"
There was another brief silence.
Ji Ning poked her hard a few times, and Sheng Qianye finally reacted and put down the plate: "...Did I say something wrong?"
"No," Lin Luosang smiled, "Maybe it's true."
She knew better than anyone that there was a time bomb buried beneath such a utopia. If she indulged in the sweetness, she would run the risk of being blown to pieces.
There always needs to be an opportunity for her to make a decision. If it's not Zhao Xuan Ya, it will be something else.
This is also the real reason why she went to the appointment today.
Zhao Xuanya arrived half an hour later, and Sheng Qianye and Ji Ning had already left. Since things had changed, Sheng Qianye felt that it might be best for others not to interfere.
Zhao Xuanya was carrying an exquisite handbag, and this time the scent of her perfume had been changed to a sweeter floral fragrance.
She sat next to Lin Luosang, her momentum weakened a bit. Facing Lin Luosang's somewhat surprised gaze, she said, "I just want you to know that I have no ill will towards you."
…
She and Zhao Xuan Ya didn't talk for long. As expected, neither of them could convince the other. When she walked out of the cafe, Zhao Xuan Ya's question appeared in her mind again.
Perhaps because she was used to discussing business, the woman's words hit the point directly, leaving no room for others to react.
"He is my son. Even if there are any misunderstandings between us, I will not give up on him."
"I can agree to your marriage, but are you willing to give up your job in the entertainment industry for Han Zhou? I hope his wife will be a good helper who can help him manage his affairs in Han Zhou. You know how busy he is. At the same time, his status doesn't suit him to have a wife who dances and sings in front of the camera all day long, showing off her persona. You should also know that."
"I just want to ask you now, are you ready?"
"After I went home that day, I reflected on myself. I also did some things wrong. I shouldn't have said anything without thinking just because he didn't do what I wanted. What about you? Are you both right?"
"You've only known each other for a few days and you're already married. How could he, a man so picky about girls, marry you out of the blue? Even if you use love as an excuse, it doesn't make sense."
"It's like you guys are forcing a pairing just to piss me off or to achieve some goal, isn't it?"
"Are you really ready for marriage?"
…
The rainy weather finally cleared up today. She looked up in a daze to see the faint sunlight above her head.
The sunlight is dazzling, but there is no warmth at all.
The sound of a horn in front of her suddenly pulled her out of her own world. The driver slammed on the brakes and leaned out of the window: "Don't you look at the road when you walk?"
A rebuttal came from behind: "You're not looking at the road, can't you see the traffic light? Color blind!!"
The driver drove past her, cursing.
The scene is familiar, and pictures flash through my mind frame by frame, playing continuously like a kaleidoscope.
Lin Luosang returned home in a daze, feeling that today was even colder than usual. He shivered and crawled into the quilt to keep warm.
Zhao Xuanya's words did not affect her, but reminded her.
Yeah, is she ready?
It’s not about being ready to marry Pei Hanzhou, but... are you ready to fall in love with him?
Can she bear the consequences?
That night, she had a long dream.
The scenes in the dream kept overlapping, and the scenes she had experienced kept appearing before her eyes. She dreamed that there was a quarrel in a swimming pool filled with the smell of disinfectant, and a young girl was left unattended and almost drowned; she dreamed that there was a quarrel outside the cold and solemn hospital, and a sick girl was left unattended, causing blood to flow back; she dreamed that the girl was halfway through the traffic light intersection when she realized that no one was with her, and the sound of a truck braking violently was close to her ears. She turned around and found that there was hysterical quarrel and crying not far away.
Endless quarrels.
How far away it was for her. She had once been absolutely certain that she would never have such a marriage in her life.
But at a certain moment, it seemed so close that it could be touched.
She woke up suddenly, breathing heavily.
She knew how terrible it was for one person to love someone but the other no longer loved them. She never wanted to experience that kind of struggle and pain, as well as the impact it had on the people around her.
She felt like a piece of driftwood, drifting aimlessly on the sea, unable to hold on to anything. The only thing she could hold on to when she woke up was perhaps the slightest chance of saving herself.
Lin Luosang reached for the phone beside his pillow and made a call.
The first call went unanswered, so the man called back two minutes later: "Hello? Why are you calling me at this hour?"
"Nothing," she said. "I just wanted to ask if you would come back tonight."
Pei Hanzhou whispered: "I'm in Italy now."
She nodded: "What about tomorrow?"
"We're supposed to go to Germany tomorrow."
"Can't you find time to come back anyway?"
When the shadow of the past threatened to overshadow her, her first reaction as the person involved was to escape.
She clutched the bed sheet tightly in her right hand, closed her eyes, and cold sweat appeared on her back.
"What if I wanted to talk to you about...divorce?"
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