Fortunately, the concert finally ended with the audience cheering enthusiastically.
Because her husband kept interrupting her, Lin Luosang made some mistakes in her cheering performance, but she still enjoyed it and was satisfied.
In order to avoid being recognized by fans when the lights came on, she and Pei Hanzhou left the stage first before the encore.
The venue was huge, and as she reached the stairs she could still hear the echoing screams of the fans. She suddenly lost focus for a moment and turned back to look.
The door of Hall 7 slowly closed, and the stage setting could be vaguely seen through. The huge crowd was cheering, and everyone came for him. It was the singer's own country and also a singer's unparalleled glory.
It was what she had been looking forward to for years.
It's the place she wants to go most.
Pei Hanzhou: "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing," she shook her head and stepped onto the escalator first. "Let's go."
It was almost dawn when she got home. Aguai had already sent a thank-you Weibo and a short essay. The atmosphere on the homepage was suddenly joyous. She celebrated with everyone and slowly fell asleep.
The next day was another busy but not tiring day.
She woke up at the right time, stayed in bed contentedly for ten minutes, and then went to wash up.
She adjusted the mirror light to level three, and just as she was about to pick up the toothbrush, she saw the red mark on her chest.
I don't know if it's because her skin is too delicate or if the man couldn't control his strength, but any strawberry marks on her body won't fade for seven or eight days. Occasionally, a few will appear on her neck, and she has to cover them up with multiple layers of foundation. Luckily, it's winter now, so if she covers herself up tightly, no one will notice.
As she was pulling at her collar to check for kiss marks on her body, the man walked in without changing his expression.
Lin Luosang: “…”
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. She covered her lips and coughed twice, quickly deleting the yellow garbage that popped up in her mind when she was checking the strawberries. She pretended to be calm and turned on the faucet to wash the cup and toothbrush with water.
The toothbrush was stirred in the water for a few rounds in the cup, making a tapping sound as it hit the wall of the cup.
The sound awakens the morning, and a new day officially begins.
Pei Hanzhou stood at the sink on the other side, as calm as if he was not the culprit. He took out the toothpaste and said calmly, "Your electric toothbrush lid is not open."
Lin Luosang, who had been struggling for a long time, said: "..."
"It's none of your business."
She opened the lid and felt the vibration of the toothbrush while listening to Pei Hanzhou making a work call.
Maybe because he was busy all year round, he was very quick in doing everything except that. She had just finished brushing her teeth and was about to floss when the man had already changed his coat and was standing in front of the mirror to tidy himself up.
There was clearly a mirror outside, I don't know why he insisted on going inside to look at himself.
The man took out a tie, tied it around his neck, and then put his index finger on the tie and pulled it twice.
The action happened to fall into her sight.
Sometimes she wondered if Pei Hanzhou had a problem with his eyes. Why did he always tie his tie crookedly? It would be fine if she couldn’t see it normally, but today he tied it crooked in front of her on purpose to make her uncomfortable?
Doesn't he have obsessive compulsive disorder?
She put down the cup in her hand helplessly and turned around: "Don't move, I'll get it for you."
She still had the floss stick in her mouth as she lowered her eyes to adjust his tie, her slender fingertips folding the collar edge as she asked vaguely, "Are you going to a meeting?"
The man raised his hand and wiped the foam from the corner of her mouth.
"Well, we need to discuss the merger with Wharton."
She couldn't remember what was said afterwards. All she could think of was the feeling of his fingertips sliding across the corners of her lips, caressing them softly and casually, causing her back and scalp to tingle slightly.
The heart in his chest started beating strangely again. Lin Luosang rubbed his hair violently, unable to extricate himself from this natural and intimate little action.
Ahhhhh Lin Luosang, you are so irresistible!
It was too gentle. She was almost drowning in this illusion of gentleness. Even though she knew it was an illusion, she couldn't extricate herself.
She washed her face, blamed herself and savored the past, and only walked out of the bathroom to change clothes after more than half an hour.
Her task today is to write a song for the finals, which is related to the final battle of the survival competition. Everyone will bring out their most lethal masterpiece.
Lin Luosang polished the lyrics and arrangement at home, and finalized the general outline of the song in the afternoon. On the other side, Pei Hanzhou had just finished a tiring meeting.
The man sat in a chair, eyes closed, resting. The door opened silently, its high-tech cushions absorbing the sound of footsteps. Then the secretary's voice came in, announcing, "Director Luo is here."
Pei Hanzhou still had his eyes closed, not wanting to pay attention. Unexpectedly, Luo Xun came in with a stack of contracts and placed them in front of him. "Mr. Pei, open your noble eyes and take a look at the new contract. Also, I have something to tell you."
Pei Hanzhou: "Why should you be the one delivering the contract this time?"
"I picked it up on the way."
The man pinched his brows, stood up and flipped through the documents. As he reviewed them, he heard Luo Xun prop his head up and say, "You know, we were just chatting, and Xiang Bin subtly told me that several companies are looking for him to change jobs. What do you think?"
"What can I think?" Pei Hanzhou wrote, "If he wants to leave, let him go."
"Maybe he doesn't really want to leave, but just wants a promotion and a raise. After all, he's been working on Rino's project, and he's been with Zaizhou for so long, he must have some attachment to it. And the conditions you offered are good, so if he wanted to leave, he would have left long ago," Luo Xun said. "Maybe he just wants a better life. We should try to keep him."
The man still didn't hesitate, "Well, then you go do it."
Luo Xun watched him holding the pen and writing continuously. The bright sunlight outside the window covered the ground, and he was suddenly stunned for a moment.
It seemed the same when I first met him.
It was the time when the first-year junior high school students were enrolled. Pei Hanzhou was handsome and came from a wealthy family, so he was the focus of discussion among almost all the girls, and even the boys would occasionally discuss him with each other.
But he seldom talked or interacted with anyone. Even after class, he would sit alone in his seat and read a book. He was serious, with his back straight. His self-discipline was so great that even the teenage hooligans at that time found him difficult to approach.
They all said that this person was like a machine, without emotions and without fatigue.
The school has a basketball team. After school, boys often gather in groups of three or four to play basketball. One day, someone came up with the idea of choosing a captain. The teacher would throw the ball, and whoever caught it would be the captain.
With a whistle, the basketball drew a parabola and flew out at high speed. Everyone rushed forward, but at a certain moment, there was suddenly no sound. Everyone turned their heads and saw Pei Hanzhou holding the ball that had just been thrown in his hand not far away.
The thirteen-year-old boy has grown into a very handsome man. Standing under the basket, he is the male protagonist in the youth romance novels that the girls in the class love to read.
The crowd was in an uproar—
"How did the ball get into his hands? Is he going to be the captain?"
"That's not the case. He didn't even join the basketball team. The teacher must have used too much force and almost hit him."
"Should we go ask him? Who would go? Anyway, I'm not going. I'm afraid he'll be mean to me."
"Luo Xun! Why haven't you said anything? Why don't you go ask Pei Hanzhou for the ball? He doesn't look like he wants to be captain anyway."
Luo Xun was just like that, being humiliated by everyone and walked over. After a long while of mental preparation, he finally dared to ask him, "Can you give us the ball back? It accidentally flew too far. We're choosing a captain."
Pei Hanzhou just lowered his eyes, and then passed the ball without saying a word.
Luo Xun always thought that if he wanted to be the captain, he would definitely not return the ball at that time. Everyone was at the age of middle school and could just yell, "I accept the bet and lose. I will be the captain if I get the ball, even if I haven't joined the team yet." But Pei Hanzhou didn't do that.
He gave the ball back so calmly, without fighting for it or trying to hold on to it, as if he didn't care at all.
Later, the captain turned out to be a fat little guy who cheated and snatched the ball. Everyone argued and said they were dissatisfied, but they had short memories and their anger came and went quickly, so they all accepted their fate in a noisy manner.
Since then, Pei Hanzhou often sat by the flower bed not far from the court to watch them play, with his schoolbag hanging neatly on the parallel bars beside him. He still said nothing, just watched.
Luo Xun also suggested: "He has come to watch us play for several days. Do you want to ask him to play with us?"
His companions just kept shaking their heads: "If they wanted to play, they would have already applied to join. Look, there were several new people joining us a few days ago. He saw them all. If he didn't come to us, he must not want to."
"He seems so difficult to approach. If we go to him, he might reject us, right? We'd better not go."
"That's right, maybe he's memorizing words with headphones on. Luo Xun, stop being so narcissistic."
It wasn't until two weeks later that Luo Xun finally couldn't help himself and mustered up the courage to ask him during halftime: "Do you want to play with us?"
The boy said, "Okay."
There was no hesitation or pause, as if he had been waiting for someone to ask this question.
Luo Xun later found out that before that, every time he passed by the golf course, he wanted to play basketball.
It was only later that I learned that when he received that ball a long time ago, he also wanted to be the captain.
It’s not that he can’t say it, nor that he’s not good at saying it, he just doesn’t know how to express it and retain it.
He is actually very easy to get along with and approach. All you need is sincerity and a little bit of care to break down the barriers he has built.
The two quickly became familiar with each other. Luo Xun, who was extroverted and good at socializing, gradually learned the secrets behind many behaviors that everyone thought were strange.
His parents' marriage was in name only, and they didn't even hide their dislike for each other every time they met. Pei Hanzhou knew this since he was a child, so he gradually learned to be ruthless and forbearing, living like a transparent person in a corner where his parents' conflicts could not reach, so as to avoid being suffocated by hatred.
Before long, his parents could no longer maintain even superficial coherence, their marriage completely fell apart, and he was sent to be raised by his grandparents.
The parents who were able to raise Pei Lou were definitely not ordinary people. Pei Hanzhou's grandparents did not have the legendary "grandfather's favor". They were as strict as a measuring ruler, measuring his every behavior according to the requirements of perfection at all times, and mercilessly pushed him to the top of the tower higher than the highest.
In his previous home, the words he heard most often were "Just thinking about your father's blood flowing in your body makes me feel sick"; and in his second home, the words he heard most often were -
"Your last name is Pei, and you represent the future face of the Pei family. Therefore, you must be the best. No one can surpass you. This is the rule."
So he didn't close his eyes during his lunch break, not because he didn't want to rest, but because he couldn't;
He spent his weekends studying the company's operations, not because he didn't want to hang out with his classmates, but because he couldn't;
He straightened his back to read during recess, not because he didn't want to relax, but because he couldn't.
He never accepted praise, because perfection was a given and any deviation was a grave sin;
There were so many things he couldn't do, as if nothing was allowed, so he never asked for anything;
He didn't have that much time to waste, so even speaking became precious. No one told him how to handle interpersonal relationships, so he simply remained silent.
Therefore, he is more steady than ordinary people. He does not fight for things, does not try to retain things, and is not good at expressing love and approval.
He doesn't like to talk, he just does it.
Everyone envied him because his clothes were always the latest models and even his pen nibs could be custom-made. However, few people knew that he never had any pocket money of his own. The housekeeper deposited the money in the school store, and every expense he made, whether on food or other expenses, would be recorded in a weekly report and copied to his grandparents.
He almost lived under surveillance. He didn't have a moment to breathe freely in the care and do whatever he wanted.
Children of wealthy families are all brought up in pampering, but he feels that not being able to feel love is the norm in life. Even companionship and warmth are missing from his side.
Even the ability to love is being taken away inch by inch by time.
In that year's college entrance exam, he scored almost perfect, leaving the second-place score far behind. At the school celebration banquet, a reporter asked the outstanding candidate, "What does home mean to you?"
Most people’s answers were “strict but full of love”, but he said, “nightmare”.
It's either like a nightmare or a real nightmare.
The only consolation was the small garden behind his great-grandparents' yard. Only when he felt he was suffocated would he leave under the pretext of visiting the elderly and disappear from this world for a short afternoon.
The most common flower in the garden is lily of the valley, which looks pure white from a distance, with its drooping flower buds swaying aimlessly in the wind.
As night falls, one can occasionally hear the clear singing of a nightingale, mixed with the chirping of birds. What is a boring pastime for his peers is a cure for him.
Therefore, after graduation, he did not choose to inherit even a small part of the family business, but started his own new company.
He has little contact with his family, except for his great-grandparents.
Luo Xun often joked that he was truly amazing, and that it was a miracle that he hadn't grown up abnormally in such a high-pressure environment. But he also truly hoped that someone could save him and heal him.
There are still many blessings and beauties in life, and he thinks he can see them.
When Pei Hanzhou returned home, Lin Luosang was busy in the kitchen.
He smelled the aroma of milk coming from somewhere, filling the entire room with its mellow fragrance.
It was strange, and he couldn't explain why, but when she walked around the house and made noises, he often felt warmth and security.
Just when the man felt at ease for only a second, there was a sudden explosion in the kitchen.
"Bang!"
“…”
He quickly walked over and opened the door, and found her sitting at the sink, leisurely drinking milk. When she saw him coming, she just nodded slightly and licked the milk stains off her lips.
Pei Hanzhou frowned: "Where did the explosion happen?"
"It didn't explode. I was testing the sound effects," Lin Luosang explained, pointing to the speakers and another computer nearby. "Listen to the effect."
"But I turned up the volume just now because I was listening to the sound of the rain and forgot to turn it off," she said with a smile, "It's okay, the music was just too realistic. I really didn't blow up your house, don't worry."
“…”
She jumped down from the kitchen counter and circled around him with the computer in her hand: "Have you had dinner yet?"
His Adam's apple rolled: "...Not yet."
She uttered a soft "ah". Just when the man was about to accept her invitation to dinner, he heard her say -
"Then I'll let you know. I'm going out to eat crab stew."
Pei Hanzhou:?
She checked her phone to confirm the message.
This shop was recommended to her by Sheng Qianye. It is located at the end of a snack street and is considered an Internet celebrity shop. There used to be long queues, but for some reason there were not many people today. She planned to take this opportunity to give it a try.
There are fewer people so you don’t have to queue and you can book a private room, avoiding the possibility of being recognized.
Sheng Qianye praised the restaurant highly and said that if one didn't eat there once, one's life would be in vain, which greatly aroused her curiosity.
"A CEO like you who's used to eating all kinds of delicacies probably wouldn't want to go," she rubbed her hands. "I'll just give it a try for you, reluctantly. After you finish eating, we'll go to the gym."
She chose a long down jacket to wrap herself up, put on a very inconspicuous Burberry plaid scarf, and after dressing herself up to blend in with the crowd, she went downstairs and left.
The moment the door was locked, she turned her head and saw Pei Hanzhou also standing outside the door.
The man only gave a ten-word explanation for his accompaniment: "I was afraid you would scold me with your friends."
Lin Luosang: "...So?"
"So I'm going with you."
“…”
Okay.
She put on her mask, followed the navigation to find the store, and booked a private room with the man.
After sitting down, she poured herself a cup of wheat tea and drank it slowly.
After taking a sip, she noticed the man's unfriendly gaze, so she silently took out another cup and poured him one as well.
Push it over: "Please."
While drinking tea, Lin Luosang looked up.
The decoration is pretty good, with a vintage style, and everything is clean.
But she still sighed and said, "You haven't been to a place like this before, right?"
The man answered quickly, "Yeah, first time."
"It shouldn't be... nothing to get used to," she said, taking a sip of water. "But you came here on your own. I won't be responsible if anything goes wrong."
Pei Hanzhou: "Nothing to get used to."
She was just breathing a sigh of relief when she heard the man continue, "But if anything goes wrong, you will definitely be responsible."
“…………”
She unpacked the chopsticks and said speechlessly, "Why don't you say that I am responsible even if there is no problem?"
The man thought for a moment and said, "That's fine."
“………………”
Just as she was about to curse, a pot of crab stew was brought up. Her appetite was immediately attracted by the delicious and sticky food, and she had no time to talk nonsense with him.
The taste is really good, and it is worth her risking weight to try it.
After trying almost all the side dishes, she began to struggle with the crab legs. She actually didn't like eating crabs because she didn't have the patience to peel the shells bit by bit. Besides, it would take a long time to peel the crabs and she might not get much meat.
After eating three legs, she was already beginning to feel tired. She looked up and saw Pei Hanzhou holding a pair of pliers, slowly peeling them off bit by bit.
She supported her chin with her hand, admired the man for a few seconds, tilted her head, and saw a young couple outside through the screen.
The boy was obviously very skilled in peeling crabs. He cut off the crab legs and rolled the crab meat out with a stick. He was also very good at peeling the shell. The edible meat and crab roe were quickly placed on the crab shell, and then pushed it to his girlfriend.
After watching the teaching videos of the two "teachers", Lin Luosang felt that he had learned how to do it. He gave up the primitive and barbaric method, took out scissors and a small fork and started to fiddle with it little by little.
Admittedly, her eyes had learned it, but her hands had not.
So in the next few minutes, the man heard her mumbling incessantly -
"Hey, why did it break? Did I use too much force?"
"That's right, why is it different?"
“This should be edible.”
"It seems to be okay. Whatever. You won't die if you eat it."
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
Lin Luosang was hoping to find the perfect technique after a few more tries, when suddenly he heard the sound of a plate falling in front of him. A small plate filled with crab meat was placed in front of him, with a complete shape and beautiful color.
She blinked. "What...?"
The man lowered his eyes: "Talk less."
"?"
"It gives me a headache just listening to it."
…
With a plate full of crab meat in front of him, Lin Luosang was quickly won over. Even the words he said sounded much more pleasant to his ears. He nodded with a smile.
She also ordered two plates of side dishes. Before starting to enjoy them, she used chopsticks to pick out the green onions, ginger, and garlic bit by bit, even not leaving out a little bit of minced ginger.
Pei Hanzhou: "If you pick any more, the food will get cold."
She said seriously: "I can't, I can't eat minced ginger."
Pei Hanzhou looked at her stern expression, thinking she was going to tell him something important, and frowned, "Why?"
Lin Luosang: "Because it tastes bad."
“…”
After eating, she took Pei Hanzhou to the underground floor to do some fitness work.
The man didn't want to go at first, but she questioned him, "Don't you need to exercise after eating so many crabs?"
"I didn't eat much," he said. "You ate all that."
She choked and thought about it carefully. It seemed to be the case. Most of the crab meat the man peeled went into her mouth.
So she accepted the reality, puffed out her cheeks, and decided to find another way out: "It's too boring to work out alone, I'd better go find a job at the company..."
Before she could finish her words, her wrist was grabbed by the man. He forcibly pulled her back and dragged her to the gym on the first floor below: "I'll accompany you."
“…”
More than two hours of aerobic exercise offset her guilt. After taking a shower, she lay on the pillow and felt drowsy. She almost closed her eyes even when making music.
At this moment, the man suddenly handed over something.
"What?"
She opened it and found it was a pearl necklace, which looked round and full under the light, with a strong luster.
"Oh, I saw this in the app notification," she recalled, "about three days ago. It said you took this and gave it to a woman."
The man listened to her nonsense in confusion: "Who else can I give the necklace to if not a woman?"
"That's not what I meant. I just wanted to give it to another woman," she said.
"What else do I have?" The man frowned and turned the page. "Aren't you the only one I have?"
She knew what he was talking about, but she still found a loophole in his words and gave him advice like a life mentor: "Be more precise, you should add the time in this sentence. It should be that I am the only one for you 'now'. It's not like I am the only one in this life. Ex-girlfriends also count."
Pei Hanzhou was speechless for a while.
"I don't have an ex-girlfriend."
She thought for a moment, "Or, what's your name... a bed partner?"
Pei Hanzhou finally put down the book in his hand, feeling that he couldn't explain it to her clearly: "I don't have it either."
"How is that possible?" She smiled and pulled the quilt, feeling a little sleepy, and said casually, "Am I your first one?"
Pei Hanzhou: "Yes."
Lin Luosang felt a little sleepy, so he answered casually in a daze. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly realized what he had said, jumped up from the bed, squinted his eyes and looked at the table and cabinet in front of him, and a confused sound came out of his throat.
The man was about to go to sleep, but when he saw her sit up so suddenly, he thought she was frightened by something: "What's wrong?"
Lin Luosang turned his head slowly: "What did you just say? I'm not really your first woman, am I?"
Pei Hanzhou: “…………”
What on earth was so surprising that made her worry about it for so long?
He whispered, "Is this weird?"
"Isn't it strange? How is it possible?" Lin Luosang thought incoherently, "Is what Yue Hui said true? Are you really allergic to women?"
The man sighed deeply and pinched his eyebrows.
"I thought you already knew."
"When I went hiking with you and to the concert, I wasn't worried about someone wearing perfume," Pei Hanzhou looked at her steadily. "I'm not only averse to perfume, but also to the opposite sex."
Lin Luosang pondered for a moment, then discovered his blind spot. "Then why don't you reject me?" He sniffed his wrist. "Are you implying that I'm not a woman...?"
Pei Hanzhou:?
"I don't know, but if I repelled you, you wouldn't have pressed the ice cream on me when we first met," the man said. "My subconscious mind would have helped me avoid it."
She remembered that the girl suddenly came between them and he did avoid her.
She didn't think much of it at the time, she just thought that maybe he felt offended. She never expected that that ridiculous first night... was also a first experience for him?
She rubbed her forehead, feeling that the amount of information was too much for her to digest.
Lin Luosang had never thought about this at all. This was too ridiculous.
Her husband is allergic to all women except her?
Is she some kind of chosen wife of Pei?
"Go to sleep," the man pulled her back onto the pillow. "You don't have to worry about things that I haven't figured out yet."
Lin Luosang: “…”
After being coaxed and coerced into sleep by him, Lin Luosang woke up the next day and the first thing he thought of when he opened his eyes was this matter.
Unfortunately, before she had time to think about it carefully, Yue Hui called her to go to the studio for rehearsal.
They practiced until the evening. When Xiao Nuan said the weather had changed, she went to the window to see.
The night is like thick and juicy fondant, flowing down along the junction of water and sky, stirring up clouds with faintly changing colors.
There were bursts of thunder.
At this time, she received a call from her mother.
"Hey, Sangsang, are you free tomorrow?"
"I feel really bad for not celebrating your birthday properly last time. Your father and I have discussed that we should go meet you tomorrow and have dinner together."
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