Looking at this row of suspected zombie accounts consisting of users and random numbers, Lin Luosang was not surprised to find that these zombie accounts even purchased the same number of items.
"It's weird," Yue Hui said. "You can click on it, it should be a real account. If it's garbled, it definitely won't be like this."
"I just checked with other artists, and they're all normal. As for you... could it be that some unknown, generous fan hasn't had time to change their name yet?"
Next, he waited for more than 20 minutes until the brand replied to Yue Hui, saying that this was not system garbled code but real customers, and the row of random nicknames had not changed.
"Why wouldn't someone change their username?" Yue Hui was puzzled. "It looks like they're just water army hired by the team to boost sales for the artist."
"No," Lin Luosang said, "even the navy doesn't have such a name anymore."
Nowadays, the water armies of celebrities are all active accounts, and zombie fans have been eliminated by the market.
Yue Hui: “…”
"That's true."
"Who the hell is this?" Yue Hui's curiosity was aroused. "Let me count, it adds up to several hundred thousand. Who the hell does good deeds without leaving their name behind? Lei Feng?"
Xiao Nuan: "Maybe... I just... I just like drinking this drink?"
Yue Hui turned around and said, "Nuan, do you know what you're talking about? Do you know that so many boxes of drinks can't fit in one warehouse? Usually, people who try to show off their presence like this want others to know about them. What's wrong with this person?"
Xiao Nuan said, "It seems like he's really rich. Not only does he have the money to buy it, he also has the space to put it."
"When I watched variety shows before, I thought people who bought drinks to vote for trainees would get sick from drinking several boxes. This time, it really opened my eyes. But—"
"Don't you think that by deleting 'Lin Luosang's legal husband', this person is saying, 'I am Lin Luosang's legal husband,'"
Yue Hui suddenly had an idea: "Now that you put it that way—"
Yue Hui and Xiao Nuan exchanged a glance, then turned to Lin Luosang and said in unison, "Pei Hanzhou?"
"Come on," Lin Luosang said, "He has a sweet tooth. He won't like this corn silk drink."
Yue Hui: "Who buys so much just for drinking? You must be crazy from writing songs!"
The more Yue Hui spoke, the more he felt he was damn right. "That's definitely Pei Hanzhou. He got upset when someone else called themselves Sangsang's husband, so he figured he, the wife, had to clean things up. Okay, awesome! Poverty has limited my imagination."
"You've been out here for a few days now," Yue Hui patted Lin Luosang on the shoulder, "Pei Hanzhou must be trying to show his goodwill and want to take you back."
Although he really didn't want to embarrass himself again, Luo Xun couldn't help it. He rushed into the CEO's office again and slammed his phone in front of Pei Hanzhou: "These garbled characters can't be you, right?"
The man took a sip of tea and said, "It's me."
"Why didn't you change your name? I thought you banned those accounts because they were suspected of having an affair with your wife."
Pei Hanzhou: "After I finish brushing, I plan to watch the drone's performance and don't have time to change the name."
Luo Xun was speechless for a moment, then sat down and watched the final rendering of the drone with the man. He then said, "Not bad, pretty much what I expected."
"By the way, what are you going to do next?"
Pei Hanzhou lowered his eyes: "What you said to me the other day, I think there is some truth in it. I thought about it carefully yesterday."
"How do you say that?"
“I feel like you didn’t say anything.”
“…”
He said, "I just think the house she lives in now is too small, and I want to buy her a bigger one."
After a pause, Pei Hanzhou continued, "The current situation is in a transitional period. If we go too far, it will seem abrupt. You said before that I wouldn't say anything and rely on others to feel it, but it's obvious that now is not the time to suddenly call her and express my feelings."
Luo Xun reached out and peeled a piece of gum: "Yeah, you're quite understanding. You can't become fat in one bite."
"What happened during the marriage is all in the past. No matter how much you polish it up, it's hard to make people feel sincere. Besides, it's been so long that the feelings have faded. She already has her own feelings, and it will be difficult for you to correct them."
"And when breaking up, if you suddenly show excessive attention, it can seem like you're just trying to win someone back with sweet talk."
Pei Hanzhou put down the phone in his hand.
"As a man, it's okay to give more," Luo Xun said, propping up his head. "You have to eat your food bite by bite, pursue your wife step by step, and wait for the right time to do anything."
"If you suddenly call a girl and say, 'Dear, I love you so much,' she won't be moved to tears and want to have your baby. She'll just think you're weird and want to send you to a mental hospital."
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
Luo Xun touched his chin and said, "I've been thinking about this lately. What do you think impresses women the most?"
The man raised his eyes coldly and indifferently: "If I knew, would I still be sitting with you now?"
Ten minutes later, after twisting the robot's head twenty times, Luo Xun finally understood: "It's sincere."
After saying this, Luo Xun nodded again with certainty.
"Think about it, a newly adopted kitten will hide in the closet, refusing to come out or eat. But day after day, as long as the owner becomes familiar with it and makes it feel that the owner is truly kind to it, it will even open its softest belly to you."
"Your sincerity is enough now. The next step is to make her feel your sincerity. Make her feel that your kindness is unique and not just a handout. Only then will she feel safe and think that you are worthy of entrusting her life to you. Only in this situation will she be willing to put herself in your hands."
"Otherwise, the so-called stability of the relationship is only temporary. Without mutual sincerity, it is impossible for two people to go long-term."
"This turmoil is for a longer-term, more stable relationship in the future. You two were good together before, but it only looked good on the surface. If you want to turn things around and move from fake to real, how can you do that without some obstacles? Nothing is ever smooth sailing."
"Even stock trading has risks. How could this be riskier than stock trading?"
Pei Hanzhou said in a deep voice: "Stock trading is very simple."
"How about making money?"
“That’s pretty simple too.”
"Very good. Since you find two such difficult things easy, then love will be as easy as taking something out of your pocket for you." Luo Xun gestured. "As long as you can do what I say, with your looks, family background, and charisma, the ending won't be too bad."
"At least even if I die, I can die with understanding," Luo Xun prepared for the worst. "At worst, we can just be a pair of happy single brothers again."
Pei Hanzhou took a sip of tea and said calmly: "You can."
Luo Xun:?
"I don't need that," the man declined. "Just be single."
“…”
The next day, Lin Luosang completed the writing of the theme song for Seven's disbandment concert, and it was successfully passed on the first draft, receiving high praise.
The uniqueness of her arrangements lies in that they can be special and memorable, but not difficult to sing. This is also an important reason why her songs are so popular.
The reason why she has achieved such good results on the charts is that her uniqueness and popularity are both indispensable. This is her strength and her talent.
The band members finished learning the entire song in one day and recorded it in the studio. The person in charge of the band's operations sent the demo to Lin Luosang and asked her if she had any comments.
She modified the song to be more suitable based on the band members' voices and performance abilities, and based on her own experience, she asked some band members to swap parts.
The final result is very good, the whole song is highly completed and sounds good.
In fact, she knew this group, which was known as the most regrettable group of the year.
The seven members had a great relationship and a strong chemistry as a group. Unfortunately, the company encountered some issues acquiring the copyright. Furthermore, as this was the first variety show in Taiwan to focus on trainees, many details weren't properly addressed. Contractual errors led to some artists' agencies holding on to their releases, resulting in more individual activities and fewer group events. The group was left in name only, with fans crying out for a reunion day and night.
In the second season, the production team learned from the lessons of the previous season and wrote the contracts in more detail.
In order to prevent the group he led from being wiped out, Lin Luosang also participated in the investment in the second season, hoping to give a better future to the children chasing their dreams.
But despite this, the regrets of the first season are irreversible.
Fans even described the group as "having a team spirit, but not being a group."
After more than a year of reunion, before disbanding, the entire group actually only reunited twelve times, and could not even guarantee once a month.
If managed well, Seven will undoubtedly become the number one boy group. Whether it is the ability to attract fans or business capabilities, they are first-class in the industry.
It’s a pity that everything is based on the word “if”. Time cannot be reversed. Before they have the chance to realize their ambitions, the group is about to disband.
So the song that Lin Luosang wrote for them is called "Too Late".
The original idea was to start playing her theme song in the venue after all the audience had entered, the concert officially began, and before the seven boys appeared on stage.
But since she was going to be a mentor for the second season, Lin Luosang did a lot of homework for the first season. Based on this, she gave a new suggestion, saying that they could roughly cut an MV, including the past and present of the seven teenagers, as well as the highlights of their interactions within the group. When the music was playing, the nostalgic scenes could be played on the big screen at the same time, which would make the audience more moved.
The day before the final of "Audio-Visual Feast", Lin Luosang was invited to attend Seven's disbandment concert.
The venue is very large, but it is still packed. It is rare to see individual cheering in the venue, and everyone is holding up group cheering items.
Lin Luosang was distracted for a moment, thinking that if Feiyan was still there, if the company was well managed at that time, perhaps she and Zheng Yan would also be lucky enough to encounter such a prosperous era.
She sat down in the box.
The seven boys of Seven had only a short time to complete their performance of "Too Late", but they still did an excellent job. When the lights in the venue dimmed, amidst the surging screams and cheers, the melodious sound of piano came from above the fans' heads.
Someone not far away covered their mouth and said, "No way, so sentimental right from the start? That's too much. I won't be fooled."
Although everyone protested why it had to make people cry from the beginning, they still looked at the picture on the big screen honestly.
The entire MV is in the form of turning pages of a calendar. This idea was also proposed by Lin Luosang. After all, it is a limited group, and every day is a countdown for this group. The more enjoyable they are when they are together, the harder it will be to let go on the day of departure.
The calendar pages turn over one by one, and the less time there is, the faster they turn, as if leaving no room for people to react or breathe. Time goes by mercilessly faster and faster, and the time of gathering is like the moon in the mirror in the water. The more the boy wants to catch it, the more he watches it run away.
The theme song composed by Lin Luosang flows very appropriately:
We dreamed side by side
Wait till the stars go out
Overlooking the foot of the mountains
Flowers bloom from thorns
Lin Luosang heard more and more sounds of people tearing tissues' packaging, and intermittent sobbing could be heard.
"It's too cruel..." She heard someone crying behind her, "Who wrote this? They're not human!!"
The MV soon played the scene where the boys formed a group. As the producer and mentor nervously announced the debut positions, some expressed regret, some congratulated, and some walked along the long flower path with flying sequins and stood on the high and broad debut position.
They had no idea what was waiting for them. They dreamed that this group would become a legend. They shouted, "This is a brand new era that belongs to us." The more passionate their bold words were back then, the more choked they became by the unfulfilled dream now.
They were all such good kids. They were full of vigor and energy back then, but a year later, they have been forced to accept too many realities.
Finally, the venue was filled with the young people’s singing, as if summarizing their inner monologue in just a few words.
They have so many things they want to do, but it seems like they don't have time anymore—
The future is long and I always thought no one would arrive
Squandering the countdown to jet lag
Growing up with a bloody head
The dream collapsed in an instant
…
At the moment of the end, the fans were already in tears before the members could come out.
At this moment, a girl with a loud voice in the front row stood up and said, "I just saw that the song was written by Lin Luosang!"
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
"Ah? This is all Lin Luosang? She's so amazing..."
"What kind of devil is Lin Luosang? I started crying from the beginning, and I fainted when I saw the calendar turning quickly."
"Who isn't?! I just put on my makeup and haven't even had a chance to show it to my idol yet!"
"I thought there would be some flashbacks that would make me cry, but I didn't expect the beginning to be so strong."
"Why don't we just go get Lin Luosang after Seven disbands? Lin Luosang looks like he's easy to get, and he's got something."
…
Everyone was making a fuss when seven young men came out. It was probably their first time watching the MV, and there were some bloodshot eyes, but they were trying their best to hold it back.
"This song was written for us by Sister Luosang. I'm really grateful to her. The band members all like it very much. It's very fitting and was written with great care."
There was applause from the fans.
"We're also sorry that we didn't show you the best Seven."
Fans began to deny and refused to accept reality, but no matter what the fans said, the boys' shortcomings were really planted.
The last two hours of the concert included seven solos and ten group performances, and ended with everyone crying.
The spotlights were very bright. They lined up in a row, holding hands and bowing to the audience on each side. Just as they bowed, the lift platform dropped and their figures slowly disappeared from the stage.
The concert organizers thoughtfully placed tissues on every seat. Fans cried loudly, unwilling to accept the reality of the disbandment, and at the same time, they distracted themselves by shouting the name of their company, The Paper.
"The Paper Entertainment has closed down! The Paper Entertainment has closed down!! The Paper Entertainment has closed down!!!"
Because they feel upset or dissatisfied, star-chasing girls often shout slogans like "xx company has gone bankrupt" at events. It is an unspoken understanding among everyone.
So true.
Lin Luosang was about to cry, but after hearing everyone's shouting, he was amused.
Afterwards, she went backstage to meet seven young men, all of whom were at the age of extreme passion and emotion. Reluctance and sadness were written all over their faces, but they suppressed it all in order to maintain their cool.
Everyone agreed to have a farewell dinner after the party and invited Lin Luosang to join them. Lin Luosang wanted to give them some space of their own, so she said she had something else to do. The boys coaxed her into the car, but also dropped her off at the intersection she requested.
After she got out of the car, Seven's Kuang Zimo poked his head out and said, "Be careful, sister. Remember to tell us if you see your agent!"
She smiled and said okay.
It was just past eleven o'clock. As self-aware idols, they shook off the fans and took a small path where there were not many people. As it was late at night, nothing could be seen near the shops, so Lin Luosang did not wear a mask and waited for Yue Hui to pick him up while walking.
She felt a little cold and kept her hands in her pockets for a while before she remembered to check her phone. She had been busy all afternoon and the signal in the venue was not good. She had been out of touch with the world for several hours.
Click on the hot search list, because Seven's disbandment concert tonight is also being broadcast live on the video software. At this moment, #林洛桑还有# has already rushed to the third place in the hot search, only behind #Seven Disband# and #Seven Disband Concert#.
In the topics about her, many star-chasing girls have become her fans:
[Both the director and song producer were Lin Luosang. She's amazing! After torturing me on the show, she actually wrote a song for my idol that made me cry.]
[It's so sad. It's too late. It's really too late. It's too late. Pengpai Dongfang, you have no heart.]
The final stage performance was also Lin Luosang's suggestion. She climbed up step by step on her own. Without some talent, it's really hard to convince the public. I finally believe that she doesn't rely on her husband and that the people in my circle of friends are real fans.
After watching her big fan-gaining scene on the hot search, she was about to log out of Weibo when she suddenly found that not far away from her was the news that a flight had encountered turbulence.
Driven by some strange sixth intuition, she clicked on it and received Sheng Qianye's message at the same moment.
[Fuck, did you see that? Pei Hanzhou's flight encountered turbulence and lost contact for ten minutes... That's terrifying!]
Her hands trembled, and she clicked on it in a panic and took a look around. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the statement released by Zhou Group that "landed at 9 pm and there is no major problem for the time being."
Lin Luosang replied to Sheng Qianye: [Just came out of the concert venue and saw the Weibo post by Zaizhou.]
"That was to comfort everyone, only good news, not bad news." Sheng Qianye said, "I heard the flight attendant suffered multiple fractures, and two employees were also injured, but neither is in life-threatening condition. Why not ask Pei Hanzhou, he was also on the plane."
Lin Luosang: [Pei Hanzhou is also on the plane???]
"Yeah, it seemed like it was a company event, so he didn't take a private jet." Sheng Qianye said, "Hey, why are you sending me a question mark? Why don't you ask Pei Hanzhou? You know how terrifying it is when a plane encounters turbulence. They lost contact for ten minutes. It must have been terrifying. If it were me, I'd be scared to death."
She exited the dialog box with Sheng Qianye, and soon after scrolling down, she saw a familiar avatar.
She clicked on it without hesitation and wanted to send him something, but it seemed too stiff. She pressed the voice bar and planned to say a few words.
"I heard that you..."
"Your plane crashed? I..."
“You didn’t…”
No matter what she said, it seemed wrong. She swiped up repeatedly to cancel the send, thinking about the wording while walking on the zebra crossing.
Just as she took a step forward, she was suddenly pulled back. Before she could open her eyes, a car sped past her and disappeared into a cloud of dust.
She leaned back under the force, and subconsciously turned sideways a few degrees, bumping into a strong chest.
A man's voice rang out overhead, his words punctuated with fear: "Do you know how dangerous this is?"
She subconsciously raised her head and retorted: "I want to send you a message--"
The words stopped abruptly, and she realized that the person in front of her seemed to be wrong. She wanted to step back in panic, but was pulled back into the person's arms.
The arm locked around her waist was so tight that she couldn't break free. Lin Luosang was pressed so tightly that she could hear his heartbeat. The familiar scent of cypress swept over her, entwining around her nose and refusing to dissipate.
"Sangsang."
She suddenly heard him calling her that.
The man's voice was deep, with a few lingering breaths, charming and hoarse, and a bit of intimate magnetism.
The man lowered his head and buried it in her hair. His breath sprayed on her neck, causing a shiver.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Come back first, okay?"
She was slightly stunned.
Perhaps it was because he had just experienced a bumpy ride at high altitude with no support, but the man's voice had a hint of relief at having survived, yet also carried an extremely certain thought, as if this was the only thing he wanted to do at the critical moment, and after escaping danger, he was finally able to accomplish it.
It is said that when people are in a critical moment, the things that echo in their minds are the most important things to them.
The emotion came suddenly, she opened her lips, and when she raised her hand, she accidentally touched his arm. Seeing his brows furrowed, she immediately thought of the injury that Sheng Qianye had just mentioned, and asked without hesitation:
"What happened to your hand?!"
…
Half an hour later, at the hospital.
Luo Xun finally sent Lin Luosang away to buy some fruit, then quietly went into the attending physician's office and patted Duan Yu on the shoulder: "How is Pei Hanzhou?"
"It's not too serious, but it's not too mild either. It depends on how you want to arrange the treatment." Duan Yu took off his glasses. "Conservative treatment or..."
Luo Xun suddenly had an idea: "Is there any exaggerated treatment?"
Duan Yu:?
"What the hell are you talking about? I've been practicing medicine for over a decade, how come I didn't know there was such a treatment?"
"It's just, uh..." Luo Xun thought for a moment, "Putting a cast on something, it looks very serious and needs someone to take care of it."
Duan Yu was silent.
Luo Xun: "Don't worry, we're such good friends, and you can't even help me with a cast? I'm not short of money! If I don't help you, I'm not a brother!"
Duan Yu said: "According to his condition, a plaster cast would be fine."
"That's good, that's good," Luo Xun continued, "Is there a bandage method that would make a woman feel particularly distressed at the sight of it?"
“…”
Duan Yu pointed to his seat and said, "You have so many requirements. Otherwise, you can sit here."
"Do you think I'm willing?" Luo Xun said speechlessly, "I'm not thinking about Pei Hanzhou's lifelong event."
As he spoke, Luo Xun began to complain, "I'm fucking convinced. He was standing up to grab something when the plane hit strong turbulence. I felt the plane shaking, so I quickly pulled him back to his seat, but he still bumped into things a few times. You know, the dining car flipped over at the time. I asked him to check after we got off the plane, but he didn't even bother. He took the time I had to send a WeChat message and drove away. Raising a son shouldn't be that worrying, right?"
"Okay, he actually came when Lin Luosang asked him to check. I hate him now. I fucking hate him so much."
Duan Yu: "But now you are still helping him find a way out."
"After all, I'm his father. Blood is thicker than water, so it's only natural."
Duan Yu: "..."
"That's it. Let's put him in a cast and see how he goes. After all, I can also enrich my experience based on his development." Luo Xun snapped his fingers. "It's settled. A cast is a must. If you don't, you're not Chinese."
So, when Lin Luosang walked to the door of the ward with the fruit, he saw that the man had a plaster cast on his chest.
The plaster was molded on the arm, wrapped with several rounds of gauze and hung around the neck.
Lin Luosang looked at Luo Xun. She had never expected that Pei Hanzhou, who had already been in a cast, would come to her first instead of going to the hospital.
“Is it that serious??”
Luo Xun sighed, "Yeah, it's fucking serious. You don't know how badly the plane was shaking. The flight attendant is still in surgery."
"So how will he live after the cast is put on? Will he stay in the hospital?"
Luo Xun: "He doesn't like staying in the hospital, so he should go back home. As for what to do, we'll see when the time comes."
Lin Luosang followed Luo Xun and Pei Hanzhou back home. While cooking candied pears on the first floor, he looked at the familiar furnishings and wondered how he ended up there again.
She heard some noise on the underground floor and thought the gym was still under repair. When she went over to take a look, she found that someone was moving drinks.
Corn silk drink - the one she endorsed not long ago, has filled most of the empty gym.
…
In the bathroom on the second floor, Luo Xun faced Pei Hanzhou, who was covered in plaster, and after thinking for half an hour, he said rationally, "This won't work."
Pei Hanzhou raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"
Luo Xun said, "If we say it directly, it might have the opposite effect. Why not..."
Pei Hanzhou didn't understand what Luo Xun was muttering: "What are you talking about? He hasn't been normal since he was in the hospital."
Luo Xun squeezed a line of toothpaste onto his toothbrush and shouted towards the door, "Okay, then I'll reluctantly help you brush your teeth!"
Pei Hanzhou:?
"I'm not disabled, I don't need you to brush my teeth for me..."
Before he could finish his words, Luo Xun threw his toothbrush into the sink: "Why are you so annoying!"
Pei Hanzhou:? ?
Luo Xun slammed the toothpaste against the table a few more times. "It's just an injury, why are you being so fussy?!"
Pei Hanzhou: ???
Luo Xun yelled at the door and stormed out: "Why do you say I'm not good at brushing? Are you just disgusted with me, a grown man, for not being able to take care of others? I'm leaving! I quit!"
Luo Xun was very immersed in the role. He ran down the stairs with sparks and lightning. He angrily said to Lin Luosang, "I am a man and not worthy of serving President Zai Zhou", and then slammed the door and walked out in a hurry.
Lin Luosang stared at the door in a daze for a long time.
What happened??
She had just heard a quarrel coming from the second floor, and groped her way up the stairs to find Pei Hanzhou sitting by the bathtub with a puzzled look on his face. Toothpaste was scattered all over the sink, and the cup was tilted all over the place.
It's a mess.
She blinked. "...Did you have a fight with Luo Xun? Because he brushed his teeth too roughly?"
The man opened his mouth and was about to call him crazy, but suddenly he realized something.
Lin Luosang turned on the faucet and cleaned the sink, then turned around and asked, "Is he mean to you?"
"Yeah," the man narrowed his eyes, "He's very fierce."
Lin Luosang sighed, took a new piece of toothpaste from the side, squeezed a ball of it on the toothbrush, walked up to him, leaned over, and pinched his chin: "Open your mouth."
The man didn't react for a moment.
Lin Luosang said: "I'll help you brush it."
She brushed her teeth very gently. I don't know if she was deliberately lowering the force or if she was born with a talent for caring. She was so close that I could almost see the light reflected in her pupils, clear and bright.
Her fingertips were soft and she didn't dare lift his chin forcefully. From his perspective, each eyelash was clearly visible and his nostrils were twitching slightly.
Lin Luosang carefully brushed his teeth and then asked, "Do you want to wash your face?"
The man walked over, and she wet the washcloth with hot water and wiped his face and neck.
"Let's go to bed."
She put a pillow under him and pulled up the sheet to signal him to lie down. After he lay down, she asked, "Are you hurt anywhere else?"
He shook his head.
"Do you want me to change your medicine?"
The man still shook his head.
She suddenly remembered something and patted her head: "The rock sugar and snow pear are cooked. I'll serve you a bowl. Drink it and brush your teeth again."
After saying that, she left quickly without waiting for his reply.
When Lin Luosang went upstairs and put the cup on the bedside table beside him, while supporting his head and stirring the spoon to cool it down, he suddenly heard the man ask: "After finishing this bowl, are you going to leave?"
She tilted her head to look at him for a while, and finally smiled: "Luo Xun is gone, who will take care of you if I leave? Men like the housekeeper are not good enough, and you are allergic to girls."
"I'm not leaving tonight. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, tell me."
He hummed, as if thinking about something, and the atmosphere in the room was silent for a while.
Lin Luosang discovered that even after she left, the pillow next to him seemed to have not been removed.
She suddenly asked, "Did you make that drone?"
He answered simply: "Yes."
Lin Luosang: "What? Experimenting with new products?"
As if getting to the point, the man turned around, looked at her seriously, and whispered back, "It's not for testing, nor is it for convenience. It's just for you."
She paused her stirring hands for a beat and heard him continue, "I used to do many things for reasons, but I don't know when it stopped being like that. This time I don't have any purpose, it's very simple, I just want you to be happy."
In her impression, it is very common for businessmen to have strong purpose, but at this time, Pei Hanzhou said that he had no purpose.
"I haven't contacted you these past few days, but it's not because I've given up on you. I'm also trying to figure out the root of the problem." He frowned. "I'm not used to expressing myself, but I'm definitely not just going through the motions with you, buying you a dress or jewelry to appease you when you're unhappy. I also... want to be with you forever."
Her fingers suddenly trembled.
There were only the two of them in the same room, having experienced great things, and the warm light spread in circles, which seemed very suitable for explaining something.
She rarely heard a man talk a lot. Even the last time he mentioned divorce, he only mentioned it in a few words. But this time, he seemed to have a lot to say.
"I've thought about it for a long time, wondering what exactly affects us. Maybe it's because I never say anything, I just do it, which makes you feel insecure; or maybe my thoughts always keep you guessing, which makes you feel tired; or maybe there's no reason, you just don't need me anymore, so you want to leave..."
He suddenly raised his eyes: "But what if... I need you?"
He said, "Sangsang, I need you."
"It's not because you are the only one I can touch that I want to keep you. It's because after touching you, I found that I need you."
The man's words accurately grasped her heart and rubbed it hard twice.
She opened her lips and was about to say something, but he stopped her: "Just listen to me."
"I used to think a lot of that was nonsense, so I never said it. Now I think it was completely wrong, so today, if I have the chance, I'll tell you all of it."
He said, "I'm not going to force you to tell your story now, to tell me why you want a divorce."
"Whether you're suddenly withdrawing your thoughts on divorce or reconciling, you don't have to make a quick decision."
"But I will let you see my seriousness. During this time, I hope you can be completely open with me, say everything you want to say, and do everything you want to do."
"Believe in yourself, and...believe in me."
The vortex of rock sugar and snow pear stopped. She never expected that one day Pei Hanzhou would tell her so much, telling her his true thoughts and his seriousness.
She had a lot to say, but at the moment when her emotions surged, she was speechless for a moment.
She thought that maybe after he got better, she could talk to him openly about her thoughts.
After all, he might have thought about this for a long time, but she hadn't figured out how to say it yet.
So after thinking for a while, he finally looked up, looked at him frankly, and nodded seriously: "Okay."
He curled his lips.
"Drink it first," she handed the water over, "and then brush your teeth."
She was still stuck in Pei Hanzhou's words and sat on the bed for a long time, empty-headed. Until she led the man to the sink in a dreamlike state, brushed his teeth and shaved his beard -
Pei Hanzhou suddenly frowned, as if remembering something, his Adam's apple rolled, he looked straight at her, and said in a deep voice:
"I can't even take a bath by myself anymore."
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