The light fell casually on the top of his head. Pei Hanzhou in the camera did not expect Lin Luosang to suddenly cue him. He raised the end of his eyebrows in surprise, but his facial features were still incredibly handsome.
He had not made any preparations. The man who used to be serious was holding the light board that Luo Xun had temporarily stuffed in his arms. The three purple words "Lin Luosang" flashed gently and ostentatiously. It was a rare moment of cooperation in his life.
His elbows were resting on the edge of the signboard, with his slender fingers hanging down, covering the faint shadow of the light.
The fans spontaneously turned off the light boards in their hands and replaced them with glow sticks, gathering into a sea behind the man.
She was dazed for a moment and found that he seemed to be smiling.
Lin Luosang held the guitar on his lap, pressed the microphone, and whispered.
"As you can see, this is my husband."
The venue, which had finally quieted down, began to scream again. She lowered her eyelids and said, "Actually, I've always believed in love, but I didn't quite believe it would happen to me."
"I think love is very pure, something you can only encounter by chance. You need to be perfect and impeccable to have a chance of obtaining it, but I may not be able to be that perfect—"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a fan in the audience: "What nonsense! Aren't you perfect yet?!"
The sound was louder than her microphone, and it was heard in 360-degree surround in the venue. The audience burst into laughter, and some people who were recording the video couldn't hold their hands steady.
She smiled, and continued speaking slowly without being interrupted.
"In the past few years, I've written songs for fans, for trainees, and even for concerts, but it seems..." She looked in Pei Hanzhou's direction, "I haven't written one for you yet."
It was a huge venue with more than 10,000 people and so many different faces. She sat in the center of the stage and actually couldn't see the audience clearly.
But inexplicably, she was certain that she could see him accurately at this moment.
"Writing songs isn't difficult for me, but when I think of you, I feel like no matter how I write, the words just don't express what I'm thinking. That day, you fell asleep on the sofa, and I found a pen and paper to draw a pig on your face. But in the end, I couldn't bear to wake you up, so I thought I'd just draw you. But as soon as I put pen to paper, it was ruined. I can't draw."
“Then, I wrote this song.”
"This marriage started out a bit strangely. I thought we were just going with the flow, but later on I discovered that no one seemed more compatible than us."
She pursed her lips and said with relief: "Then let's just do this, starting from our mistakes and moving forward, forever and ever."
Everyone was so engrossed in the conversation that no one spoke.
And she plucked the strings and began to play, singing quietly in a ray of light:
Midsummer Cicadas Chirping/Endless Winter
Silent Sensing/Holding in My Palm
Can you hear the voice of my eyes?
She closed her eyes, and a few strands of hair fell to her cheeks.
They were separated by the large screens on both sides, yet it seemed as if they had never been so close, and it seemed as if they were performing together.
Lin Luosang tapped his fingertips lightly, and said in a long voice:
Find a dream one day
Watch the magnificent sunrise
Watching the ripples on the lake
Watching the sunset
Watching the night fall/the wind is quiet
Look at the melody coming from the future
Look at our clear trajectory
Watching the light and shadow of entertainment
Look at the twinkling stars
The lyrics are simple, but it is her true vision over the years. Love is the little things, the details, the companionship, and the boring but happy way of spending time.
The last line was a lyric from her past. She had secretly stolen it, rewritten it, and put it into this paragraph. When she opened her eyes, her eyes curved slightly, and her voice was gentle—
Love is time and opportunity
This life is only wasted with you
Lin Luosang put down his guitar, a thin layer of mist on his eyelashes.
She said, "I hope I will still love you when I am eighty."
She named the song "Exploration", which refers to the exploration they had made with each other in the past, and also the exploration they had as they walked hand in hand into the future to explore the way forward.
The entire segment was quickly recorded and easily became the top trending search. The comment section was so psychedelic that people were in urgent need of oxygen:
[Wasn’t the last trending search about Lin Luosang’s reverse support? Before I saw it, I was still on the side of Lin Luosang x fans, but after seeing this, I switched sides to Lin Luosang x Pei Hanzhou. Mom, look, my Xipi and them are such a perfect match TAT]
Why does it start with Summer and Winter? My guess is Summer meets Winter and their relationship is officially confirmed! I'm not responsible for any wrong guesses.
I love the line about "the voice of her eyes." It feels like President Pei is asleep, and Sangsang is watching him from the side. Ah, that scene, that look, I can picture it all to myself! The lyrics are asking if I can hear what her eyes are saying!! So this is a sophisticated way to say I love you. I've learned it!!!
[She was so cute when she said "Drawing a Pig" and "It's Over" 2333 As expected, girls who are loved are so cute! ]
[I'm sorry, I don't seem to fit in with everyone. I can only see Pei Hanzhou, who looks so cool even holding a light sign. So cool!]
…
That night, almost everyone celebrated the New Year in advance. Lin Luosang's phone was full of messages, and his fans were extremely satisfied. Pei Hanzhou was smiling the whole time, which was rare. Even the surfing netizens who didn't ship the couple saw a lot of funny jokes related to it.
After returning to the hotel, she was exhausted. She opened her phone and checked the calendar. The second concert was in three days.
She first went into the bathroom to remove her makeup, and when she came out she found that the man was gone and she didn't know where he had gone.
Seeing that he was not there, Lin Luosang decided to take a shower first. After taking off two pieces of clothing, he found that the curtain outside was not drawn.
The bathroom and the bed are separated by glass, supposedly to prevent customers from forgetting to turn off the lights, but I don't know why the curtain has to be set outside, which is very inconvenient.
In the past, Pei Hanzhou had always helped her with this. She searched for a long time but couldn't find the switch. She called the humidifier for a long time but there was no response. It seemed that the power plug was not plugged in.
The air conditioner was continuously blowing, and she was freezing. She saw that the glass was frosted, and thought that she would just wash it before her man came back, so she didn't look for the button anymore.
Lin Luosang was taking a shower in the bathroom and had lost track of time while singing. In a trance, she seemed to hear the sound of the door lock, but then she heard no more sound. She thought she had misheard and secretly thought that the man probably couldn't come back so soon.
Pei Hanzhou didn't realize anything at first. He put the fruit he had cut and arranged himself downstairs on the table and started watching the news.
As he watched, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The sounds and lights in the bathroom could not be ignored. He tilted his head and saw a blurry figure in the mist.
The subtle teasing was the most deadly. The man's Adam's apple rolled immediately, but reason made him look away immediately, sit up straight and look at the TV, and even turned up the volume of the news several degrees.
Lin Luosang then realized that he was really back. Her hand shook so much that she almost knocked over the shower head. She quickly rinsed off the bubbles on her body and ran to the safe side.
She was also embarrassed to ask Pei Hanzhou to help her draw the curtain. What if he hadn't noticed it originally, but found out after she told him?
She had rushed to take a bath, not even taking pajamas with her. She was now treading water at the doorway wrapped in a towel. To cover up her crime, she pretended to be nonchalant and changed the subject, "Why did you turn up the TV volume so loud?"
The man didn't reply.
Lin Luosang felt even more puzzled. He couldn't figure out whether the man had come back or not. He couldn't help but stick his round head out to look outside. He found that the man was holding a book on his legs. He was reading it intently, as if nothing was around him.
She looked carefully and found something wrong based on her understanding and what had just happened. She stared at the man's red ears and pondered for a few seconds before silently retreating into the bathroom.
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
After a while, her pink and white fingertips were seen climbing up the door frame again. When she applied a little force, her fingertips reflected a light bluish-white color.
She looked at him with her sparkling eyes, and there was a rare hint of cunning at the corners of her eyes. Her messy hair was slightly puffed up on both sides, like a pair of fox ears.
"You look miserable." The little fox licked his lips. "Do you want me to help you?"
…
Although she tried her best to ask the man to restrain himself for the concert and he changed his way, it did not prevent her from limping when she walked the next day, as if she had lost some of her walking function.
Her posture was stiff under her long skirt, and the man couldn't help but take a look. Then he whispered, "Would it be better if you wore shorts?"
She glared at him, not understanding what kind of bad ideas this man was coming up with.
"Wearing shorts means... you can see everything, right?" she grumbled. "Do you want me to wear shorts?"
The man paused, then said seriously: "No."
“…”
After a while, the two got into the car. The man asked what he wanted to buy, and when he got in, he handed her two palm-sized Band-Aids.
"Put it on." He said in a deep voice, "I think the skin is broken."
Lin Luosang: ???
Should I praise you for your good observation skills?
Three days later, Lin Luosang's leg condition finally improved a lot. The broken skin on the inside had scabbed over and fallen off, and it no longer felt hot and painful when he walked and rubbed it, but it was still a little... red.
Before going on stage, she could only apply foundation and concealer together. Unfortunately, her legs were too white, and the foundation was very obvious when pressed on. In the end, she had to go out and buy a bottle of the whitest concealer and mix it with her legs, so that there was no trace of the difference.
She was too embarrassed to tell the makeup artist that she wanted to cover her legs, and the area was quite embarrassing to talk about, so she just finished the work in the dressing room by herself, sweating profusely. The man kindly asked her if he needed help, but she pushed him away angrily and received a dozen angry glares in return.
Men are all insatiable monsters. She will never talk nonsense again! !
The concerts were held one after another in an orderly manner.
Tickets for the additional show also sold out quickly. Due to the dual appeal of Lin Luosang and his support items, many passersby also joined the ticket-grabbing queue. Fortunately, many fans who had seen the concert and had managed to snag tickets chose to sell them at the original price, giving the opportunity to those who hadn't been there.
During that period, whenever a marketing account used Lin Luosang's name to stir up trouble, fans would unanimously manipulate the comments—
What? You're referring to Lin Luosang, the all-around singer who's the fastest to break 100 million in sales, who's broken 18 album records, sold out all her concerts in less than three minutes, a variety show genius, a producer and mentor who's won two awards for her phenomenal variety show, and has garnered rave reviews for her acting career. She can sing, dance, write songs, and has a lot of money? Then I'll just reluctantly leave you this comment: Don't cue beautiful women with beautiful faces, sweet voices, and great bodies. Get lost.
Two months later, Lin Luosang’s “Capsule Train” tour concert officially came to an end, and the last show ended successfully.
After the encore, she returned backstage and was about to untie her heavy earrings when a drone suddenly flew in.
She thought they were filming a concert documentary, so she ignored it and let the little thing fly around. Just as she took off her earrings and replaced them with a pair of light stud earrings, she turned around and everyone was gone.
"Pei Hanzhou? Yue Hui? Xiao Nuan?"
She stood up with the help of the table, but all she was greeted with was an empty echo.
Not long after, the drone flew in again, with a small note hanging underneath that read: [Follow me.]
She rubbed her wrist and thought that the studio must be playing some tricks. It would be interesting to edit the video and post it on Weibo.
But even so, she couldn't help but whispered: "What are you doing again..."
When she reached the corner, the drone stopped, and another drone with "Turn Right" written on it began to lead her forward. One drone after another passed through, and she walked out of the backstage.
Where are you taking her? If you walk any further, she'll be out.
Soon, after passing a wide open space, she arrived at the concert entrance.
Fans all come in from here. The walls are painted in the shape of a train according to her requirements, and there are realistic scenery outside the painted windows, transitioning one section after another in an orderly manner, from spring to winter.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons change and another year comes. In this passage, there is a subtle feeling of seeing the big from the small, as if a journey of just a few minutes feels like a lifetime.
She finally reached the end, and at the end of the road stood Pei Hanzhou, who had disappeared since the concert.
The drone slowly descended, and the man opened it and took out a small square box.
She had a premonition and her heart skipped a beat, but she was still a little stunned when the man opened it, and subconsciously took two steps back.
"What are you withdrawing?" The man tilted his head leisurely, curled his lips, and said without a doubt, "This proposal cannot be rejected."
She just stood there, her ears silent for a moment, as if she could hear no sound.
But soon, the auditory system recovered more sharply, as if he could hear the strong heartbeats, the pauses and breaths when he spoke, and the slight explosions of the past, the accumulation of the past, and the overlapping of pictures.
From the first time she saw him, she knew how proud this man was. His pride would never allow him to bow. Even in the face of crisis, he never lowered his head.
But at this moment, he knelt on one knee, which was more ceremonial and formal than ever before.
"It feels like I owe you a formal proposal and a formal wedding." He took out the wedding ring and whispered, "You know me—you must have what others have, and even better."
"So the ring is a little late. I was planning to give it to you before your concert, but now seems like a good time."
He was not talkative and rarely revealed his inner thoughts, so when she heard him speak, she wanted to cry for no reason.
As her eyes blurred with tears, the man's voice was firm and powerful: "Since I owe you so much, in order for me to repay you properly, you are not allowed to run around anymore."
Although it was a proposal, the man acted like he was in charge.
He said, "You are too far away. Stand closer. The ring won't fit."
She sniffed and laughed dumbly: "What kind of process is this? You even need my consent to propose."
"You don't need to agree," the man pulled her close and held her wrist, "You won't refuse."
Soon, the cool ring was placed on her ring finger and finally pushed to the base of the finger.
The tear embedded in her eye fell without warning, and she saw his clear face, with a seriousness she had never had before.
Pei Hanzhou lowered his eyes and kissed her ring finger.
"Not just until I'm eighty, in this life, in the next life—"
"I will always love you."
"Did you hear that?" The man looked up and repeated, "I will always love you."
The man stood up, rubbed her nose, and covered her with his soft lips. She also raised her head, hugged his shoulders, and tilted her head back to meet his affection.
She pressed her lips against his, unable to help but whisper, her breath softly spraying all over the place, causing an itch: "I heard it."
Pei Hanzhou raised his eyebrows, stroked her ear bone, and kissed her more deeply.
…
There must be someone who loves you.
I love your clarity at sixteen, I love your confusion at eighteen, I love your desperation at twenty, I love your eyes that are always filled with tears.
Love your light, and also love the shadow under your feet.
Someone must hug you.
Embrace your sensitivity, embrace your vulnerability, and embrace all your good or bad habits.
He may be gentle, or he may be indifferent, or you may have been separated for a while while going around in circles.
But his orbit will eventually overlap with yours, just like the orbit of stars circling tirelessly without a cycle.
He will hold your hand, tell you, let you know -
Just one look at you and the whole world falls in love.
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