Feng Shao Hao was about to face a professional test, first multilingual conversations, then analyzing economic markets of important global countries. This was the test Geng Zhong Yi was most looking forward to. His relaxed expression was replaced by money symbols. He rushed to sit in front of the screen, taking out a digital voice recorder and notebook, looking serious.
For the game’s background music, Feng Shaohao had put in a lot of effort in music, but this was his first time performing a love song. His face turned red just by reading the lyrics, nervous and unsure how to play, let alone sing with deep emotion.
No way! For Qianzhu, he was determined to make it happen. He hadn’t forgotten his chance to love her. Though a bit slow-witted, he believed that with sincerity, he could learn how to love and accumulate feelings for her.
He took a deep breath to steady his emotions. Initially disjointed and off-key, he quickly grasped the song’s emotional essence. Each note deeply stirred his heart, gradually immersing himself in his emotions, expressing his love for her through the love song.
This Japanese love song truly touched his heart. In the past thirty years, his emotions had been bland and ordinary. Since fate firmly connected him with Qianzhu, every second spent with her was the most precious.
Her every expression, every word she had spoken, was an eternal memory etched in his heart. He was no longer alone.
“Shaohao.” As the song ended, Lin Qianzhu ran downstairs and hugged him tightly from behind, burying her face in his shoulder and crying.
“I missed you so much,” Feng Shaohao covered her slender hand around his waist with his large palm. She was so warm, warming his heart.
“I missed you too, I missed you so much,” she was now sobbing uncontrollably.
“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything to you,” he stood up and turned to face her, lifting her delicate chin and tenderly wiping away her tears, “I love you. Although I’m slow in matters of the heart, I promise to treat you with my whole heart.”
“You’re wrong. Your emotions are very rich; you’re just not good at expressing them. I deeply feel your love. This touch of emotion is indescribable.” Just holding each other and listening to him speak, she was already immersed in sweetness.
“Really? Please give me a chance to pursue you,” he was still nervous, afraid of losing her.
“Of course! But future plans must be made together!”
“Yes,” he nodded cautiously, seeming to think of something and breaking into a big smile.
Lin Qianzhu playfully pinched his relaxed cheek, “Don’t force yourself to change, or you’ll age quickly.”
“I’m not afraid of aging, just afraid of you running away,” nervousness still lingered, his palms sweating.
“Don’t worry,” seeing his unease, she decided to obediently confess, “Actually, the marriage was fake, just to motivate you. Don’t be angry, okay?”
“I know.”
“Ah! When did you find out?”
“The questions Xiang Jie asked were what Zhong Yi was most concerned about.” Initially, because of his bad mood, he hadn’t noticed Zhong Yi suddenly becoming so opportunistic and despicable.
“Um… are you angry?”
Feng Shaohao placed his palm on her cheek, “Well planned.”
“Why?”
He tried hard to think how to answer, “I finally understand how unsettled your heart was back then, like continuously investing without returns. Anyone would be afraid of going bankrupt.”
“Ah!” Lin Qianzhu was amused by him.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have used investment as a metaphor.”
“No, you described it well. I love hearing you talk. Promise not to be so reserved in the future, okay?” For her, just him being willing to express himself was worth being happy about.
“Yes,” he was still used to speaking briefly.
“Is there anything else you want to tell me?” He was still the same, stopping talking unless asked, but after his declaration, this situation became interesting because of the sweetness.
“A lot, but I don’t know how to say it,” he furrowed his brow, feeling he was still terrible.
Lin Qianzhu stood on tiptoe, embracing his neck, whispering in his ear, “Do you remember what you said in the church yesterday?”
“Qianzhu, don’t marry him?” His memory was good.
“Not that sentence!”
“Qianzhu, I love you, marry me!” After saying this, he paused, understanding she was waiting for a proposal, and became nervous again, “Can I really?”
“Hehe! What else? I won’t let you go back on your word!” Her hand circled his fingers, eagerly wanting to put a wedding ring on him.
After this event, he was already eager to take her home, “I’d love to, but I’m not prepared at all.”
“Love and marriage are things for two people, to be managed together long-term. Right now, you just need to use the same ruthlessness you have in stock investing,” she clenched her fists, cheering him on.
“Quick, fierce, and precise?! Skipping dating and going straight to marriage, don’t you feel wronged?”
“That’s right! As long as you’re not like before, I won’t feel wronged.” Striking while the iron is hot, Lin Qianzhu was determined not to give him a chance to revert to his old ways.
Feng Shaohao would never make the same mistake again, “I won’t.” He lowered his head to kiss her red lips.
Surprised by his initiative, she was intoxicated by his passion, quietly tying their hair together, becoming a lifelong couple.
“Remove the character?” He couldn’t accept it.
This was the most perfect work of his life, each frame filled with indescribable love, and also a surprise for Qianzhu.
“Yes, her appearance is too seductive and too lively, not matching the character’s delicate personality,” Xia Jingyang criticized the character on the screen.
Wow! Shaohao was actually a romantic. The character on the screen was clearly Lin Qianzhu’s embodiment, every expression he drew was full of love for her.
“I never mentioned her personality was delicate.”
“Really? Let me take another look.” After reviewing, Xia Jingyang nodded, “Hmm, looking again feels good. I discovered she could become the female lead. Let’s have her marry the martial arts alliance leader as a concubine!”
His expression suddenly turned very ugly, “Don’t mess with the character settings.
Ah?” The sharp gaze swept across, Xia Jingyang hurriedly said: “She has a boyfriend! Let me take a look… What?! He’s the lover of Dugu Ao, this… this…”
“Any objections?” Daring to oppose would be seeking death.
Xia Jingyang spoke at the risk of his life, “This would destroy everyone’s impression of Dugu Ao. It’s better to let him remain lonely for a lifetime.”
“You’re doing this on purpose,” he narrowed his black eyes.
“On purpose about what?” Although chilled by the stare, Xia Jingyang continued to play dumb.
“That’s decided. No sending.”
“Hey… We haven’t finished discussing yet.”
He reminded him this wasn’t his responsibility, “Don’t misunderstand your duties.”
“Personally participating in software development can promote…” Suddenly shot by an icy gaze, Xia Jingyang ended his long speech and directly asked: “At least tell me why you’re subverting Dugu Ao’s character?”
“No subversion.”
“He’s completely changed. More dialogue, from heartless to passionate, now he even smiles.” Xia Jingyang secretly laughed. These must be his love symptoms. Pretending to be cool now is too fake! Haha.
Feng Shaohao was silent for a long time before slowly speaking, “Only when facing his lover.”
Oh oh oh, a deep affectionate smile only for one person. Xia Jingyang deliberately asked: “I don’t understand. Does he have a dual personality?”
This time Feng Shaohao’s patience ran out, shutting down the computer, preparing to kick him out.
“Brother… okay, anyway, Dugu Ao was created by you.” Xia Jingyang clearly knew he wanted to see him out, deliberately lingering, “But with one condition.”
