That night, country E.
The top floor of a private club.
Walking out of the only non-open-air VIP elevator passage is an open-air observation deck, with a circular swimming pool on both sides. The edge of the pool imitates the infinity design of the outdoor swimming pool on the top floor of the Sands Hotel in Singapore. The transparent border of unknown material blocks the deep blue pool water. At a height of dozens of floors, the night view is unobstructed, looking dangerous and boundless.
Especially at this time, it was already late at night. Apart from the LED floor lamps embedded in the floor tiles in the corners of the observation deck, there were only a few small lights on in the swimming pool.
The swimming pool water ripples deep blue in the night, mixed with the dark border, more like a huge piece of dark blue amber in the night sky.
Even in a private club with expensive annual fees, this swimming pool is not open to anyone. Tonight, a senior member of the club paid a high price to reserve the entire pool, so no one outside could disturb it.
The waiter had arranged a gorgeous long table and a candlelight dinner on the observation deck in advance. The scene and music were charming and the lighting was also very ambiguous.
All in all, the scene was beautiful.
She is so beautiful that I could propose to her on the spot.
As beautiful as this scene was, Qin Lou and Han Shi's expressions were distorted and their movements were stiff when they entered here.
Qin Lou was a guest, and the person beside him was his only friend. He could hardly stand the discomfort caused by the music, so he walked to the long table and sat down.
Then Qin Lou picked up the wet napkin for washing hands that was stuck in the water, and after opening it, he found the decorated incense petals inside.
Qin Lou's face finally turned completely black.
He looked up at the other side of the long table with disdain, "You've been away from your little leader for too long, and now even your orientation has become distorted?"
"... Get lost." Han Shi's expression was not much better than his. "I just said there were two of us in total, and forgot to emphasize that we were friends."
Qin Lou sneered, shook off the petals in disgust, wiped his hands and threw them aside without answering.
When the waiter came up, he was obviously a little surprised that both guests were men, but he quickly gave Han Shi a look that said "we understand."
Han Shi's expression became even more twisted. He frowned and talked to the other party for a moment, and then he saw the waiter's face change slightly. After apologizing, he immediately had someone remove the inappropriate decoration on the observation deck.
Qin Lou and Han Shi's dinner then went smoothly.
"Why did you come to Country E in person?" Han Shi asked.
Qin Lou didn't bother to look up, and slowly cut the hot spring egg in the appetizer in front of him. "When the office in Country E was first established, only Raymond Lam and I had a relatively systematic contact. He has already gone in to eat the public grain. There is no suitable candidate in the company, so naturally we can't rely on others."
Han Shi smiled, somewhat gloating, "Lou Ye is really hard-working. But I thought that according to your temperament, even if you have to go abroad, you will definitely bring Song Shu with you - why are you willing to go out by yourself this time?"
"…" Qin Lou wanted to frown when he mentioned this, "Her sister is not doing her job well. Something happened in the company and she couldn't get away."
"No wonder." Han Shi nodded with a smile.
Qin Lou looked up. Han Shi's smile made him unhappy no matter how he looked at it. "Isn't it a little early for you to gloat over my misfortune now?"
Han Shi raised his eyes, "?"
Qin Lou snorted and laughed, his hatred level instantly reaching the maximum. "At least I can see my little clam when I return to China. Can you? I remember that your little leader personally gave the order to have your old man kick you out of the country?"
“…” This time it was Han Shi’s turn to be hit in the sore spot, and his face turned dark instantly.
After two close friends who each had their own weaknesses in love, Han Shi finally used his trump card -
"Although I'm not in China, I've never been slow to get the latest news. Mr. Lou has not been in China these days. Do you know what's going on in the investment industry?"
Qin Lou narrowed his eyes slightly.
Recently, the E country office had problems in approving several local procedures, and he was extremely busy. Apart from calling his little oyster every day under the pretext of "listening to the progress report of the company's various work", he really had no energy to care about domestic rumors.
Since Han Shi said this, he must have heard some news that affected him, and he happened to mention it at this juncture...
Qin Lou thought of this, and the knife and fork in his hand paused slightly. He raised his eyes and his expression became serious. "What did you hear about her?"
The plan succeeded, Han Shi smiled, "It seems she didn't mention it to you?"
“…Don’t keep me in suspense.”
"It's nothing, actually." Han Shi curled his lips, cut a piece of steak and took a sip of red wine, then raised his eyes, "It's just that recently there has been a sudden rumor in the investment industry that the person who was just promoted to assistant to the general manager of Vio Capital last year and is very likely to take over as special administrative assistant is a poor little girl who relies on her face to get promoted, and also serves as a drinker, chatterer, and bed warmer."
“—”
Qin Lou clenched the knife and fork in his hand a little tighter, and his eyes became darker.
After a moment, the smile on Qin Lou's face disappeared, leaving only a cold sneer.
"There have been rumors like this for a long time. Mr. Xiaohan is a little slow in delivering the news."
Han Shi shook his head. "But I heard that although there were some rumors before, they never became a big deal. Now some people say that this young assistant has admitted it himself, and this rumor is making a lot of waves in the industry. Many people are talking about it, saying that Mr. Lou is really young and has a good taste in love."
Han Shi paused, raised his eyebrows, looked up and smiled: "Does Mr. Lou also know this latest news?"
“… … ”
Qin Lou slowly chewed the steak in his mouth. After swallowing it, he stood up with a gloomy look in his eyes, picked up the napkin, wiped his mouth and threw it aside.
The arc of his turn was filled with suppressed coldness, "I'm going to make a phone call, you eat first."
Han Shi finally got back on his feet, and smiled happily, "Mr. Lou, please do as you please."
A direct phone call to Q City.
After a while, the other end of the line was connected, and the voice that came out was calm but a little surprised: "Qin Lou? What's wrong? Why are you calling me at this time?"
"A temporary check." Qin Lou narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped the marble table in front of him with one hand. "Where are you now?"
Song Shu was silent for two seconds, "Staff cafeteria."
"… Didn't we agree before that you wouldn't eat there anymore?"
"Today is a special situation," Song Shu explained patiently, "Tomorrow is the annual meeting, Qiaoqiao is still unsure about some things and needs to discuss with me. If I go to the 23rd floor to cook, the time will be a bit tight."
"Luan Qiaoqing again." Qin Lou frowned and muttered, but let go of the question for the time being. "Have you been hiding anything from me recently?"
Song Shu was stunned for a moment. She thought about it carefully and shook her head. "Everything I should let you know has been reported to you at the right time and place."
"… Is there anything else I shouldn't know?"
Song Shu said: "These are just some unnecessary little things. If we talk about them all, we will probably need a 24-hour voice call."
Qin Lou: "I don't mind."
"I do mind - as the general manager's assistant, especially when the general manager is not around, all the work in the company cannot be delayed at all. I am very busy, Mr. Qin."
It was rare to hear a hint of resentment in Song Shu's tone. Qin Lou felt guilty for a few seconds before speaking, "The results of my affairs will be out the day after tomorrow at the latest. I will rush back as soon as possible."
"Well, then let me know before you arrive in China and I'll pick you up at the airport. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first. Qiaoqiao is still waiting for me to come back."
Qin Lou hesitated, "Are you sure there is nothing you need me to know?"
Song Shu sighed helplessly, "I'm sure, Mr. Qin Lou. If you're really that worried, then just take care of the work at hand and return home as soon as possible."
Qin Lou's eyes flickered slightly, but he finally accepted Song Shu's answer.
He lowered his hands. "Okay. Good afternoon, little clam."
Song Shu recalled the schedule for tonight at Qinlou and chuckled, "Good night. I heard that the night view swimming pool on the rooftop of that club is very good. Enjoy it."
"Well, do you like it? Then let's go here for our honeymoon—"
"Good night," Song Shu interrupted him half-warningly and half-jokingly, "Boss Qin."
Qin Lou could only respond regretfully, "Hang up first."
"… "
After the call, Qin Lou returned to the open-air observation deck.
Han Shi saw him coming back and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "So soon?"
"Um."
"Did Song Shu really admit it?"
"I asked her twice but she didn't mention it, so I didn't expose it." Qin Lou sat down and said.
Han Shi was a little surprised, "It's not your character to be so tactful, Mr. Lou."
"It's too far." Qin Lou half sighed and took a sip of red wine.
Han Shi: "? What distance?"
"..." Qin Lou retracted his gaze and looked at Han Shi, "The distance between her and me is too far. If she doesn't want to talk about it, and I force her to bring it up - then even if her mood gets worse, I won't be able to go to her the first time. So in this case, I can only wait until I can appear in front of her immediately, preferably in person. In this way, I can take care of whatever emotions she has."
Han Shi was stunned after hearing this. After a few seconds, he laughed and raised his red wine glass. "A madman can be so delicate sometimes?"
Qin Lou curled his lips and lowered his eyes slightly, "I have been prying the clam shell for more than ten years, fearing that I would hurt her. I have managed to hold on until now - of course, the more careful the better."
"Tsk, I'm grateful for your advice. I toast this cup to you and your little clam. Wish you a long and happy marriage?"
"… How can a hundred years be enough?"
Qin Lou also raised his glass, to Han Shi, or perhaps to the cold moon behind Han Shi.
He chuckled.
"We will sleep together in life and be buried together in death. A hundred years later, we will be buried together with our bones. I want her to be with me until we turn into ashes."
"If there is an afterlife, I will be hers and she will be mine."
…
Across several time zones, Q City.
After Song Shu hung up the phone, he thought about it for a few seconds. He really couldn't think of any clues behind the reason why Qin Lou called him.
After hesitating for a moment, she turned back to the staff cafeteria.
As for the question of why she came to the cafeteria, Song Shu told Qin Lou the truth - after returning to the cafeteria, she didn't stop at all and went straight to where she came from.
Luan Qiaoqing was sitting at the table, playing with the dishes and chopsticks out of boredom.
Song Shu walked to the seat opposite her, sat down, and put his cell phone next to the tray.
Seeing Song Shu coming back, Luan Qiaoqing raised her eyes and asked, "Why did my brother come to you again?"
Song Shu thought about the whole process of the phone call and shook his head, "I don't know."
“… What do you mean you don’t know?”
"He asked me if I had hidden anything from him," Song Shu said. "Maybe he heard something from someone."
Luan Qiaoqing curled her lips, "That must be talking about the recent rumors, what else could it be."
Song Shu paused, "What rumor?"
"—You didn't know?" When Luan Qiaoqing mentioned this, her expression twisted with anger, "I thought you must have heard about it. Did you have a face-to-face fight with Song Ruyu a few days ago? She is now saying everywhere that you yourself admitted that you relied on a face that looks like... my brother's first love to chat, drink, and warm the bed to get to the top."
Song Shu was a little surprised, "Then I really haven't heard of it."
Luan Qiaoqing gritted her teeth, "Since this is the first time you've heard of it, isn't your reaction a little too calm? If I were you, I would probably have rushed to her right now, pressed her head down, and made her kneel on the ground and call me daddy."
Imagining that scene, Song Shu smiled and said, "… No need. I'm too lazy to waste even one more second listening to what they say."
Luan Qiaoqing: “…”
Luan Qiaoqing: "Your personality can easily piss me off to death."
Song Shu really didn't want to waste time on Song Ruyu, so she quickly brought the topic back to tomorrow's annual meeting.
"Each department should have one or two programs. I see that there are still a few programs whose review forms have not been submitted. You have to urge them by the end of this afternoon at the latest..."
As Song Shu spoke, he glanced at Luan Qiaoqing from behind and paused slightly.
"What's wrong?" Hearing the sudden silence, Luan Qiaoqing turned around and saw Song Ruyu walking towards them with her head held high, supported by several employees.
Song Shu sighed silently, "Did you really not go to Putuo Temple to ask some master to bless your mouth this year?"
Luan Qiaoqing saw that Song Ruyu felt like she had eaten a fly. She turned her head away in disgust and said, "Would I do something like this that would turn myself into a crow's mouth?"
Song Shu: “.”
Luan Qiaoqing asked: "She seems to be coming towards us, what should we do?"
"Just pretend you didn't see it." Song Shu supported his chin with one hand and sighed softly, "I made a mistake that day. She has a fussy personality. If I can't kill her with one blow, I should not touch her at all - otherwise, she will stick to me and I can't get rid of her."
"… "
As if to echo Song Shu's words, just as she finished speaking, Song Ruyu's voice stopped not far from their table, and then sounded with a bit of pride.
"I think we should sit at this table. There happens to be someone I know... No, I should say there happens to be a familiar face."
The employees who supported Song Ruyu were awkward for a few seconds, but they all sat down to please her.
Seeing Song Ruyu standing like a peacock among the crowd, Luan Qiaoqing pouted in disdain, "What a bunch of tactless people. Doesn't Song Ruyu just have some shares in the company? At best, she is the granddaughter of the Qin family. Apart from this, what else does she have that makes them rush to praise her so much?"
Song Shu smiled faintly without looking up, "Benefits come and go, a little bait can dazzle people, not to mention so much - the opportunity to cling to the thigh of the Qin family's direct lineage is enough for them."
"… The real powerhouse is clearly here with you, a bunch of blind men, sooner or later they will be awakened by a thunderbolt."
Song Shu was amused by Luan Qiaoqing's tone, "It's boring to tell everyone everything... Not everyone is worthy of being yours."
Luan Qiao listened and thought deeply for a few seconds, then shook her head, "No, no, I can't listen to you. If you keep listening to me like this, you and Qin Lou will grow old together, and I will probably just become a nun."
“… With your temper, I’m afraid the nunnery wouldn’t dare to accept you.” Song Shu joked.
The two of them joked back and forth, talking and laughing, and it can be said that they completely ignored Song Ruyu and her group.
Song Ruyu was arrogant at first, but when she saw Song Shu and Luan Qiaoqing getting ready to leave with their plates, she finally couldn't help but smile.
After coughing to clear her throat, Song Ruyu suddenly asked the person next to her, "When will Mr. Qin return to the company?"
The person next to him was stunned for a moment, then smiled flatteringly, "We don't know Mr. Qin's specific schedule, you should ask the assistant secretary team on the 22nd floor. What's the matter, Miss Song?"
"Not really," Song Ruyu laughed mockingly, "I went out with my friends a few days ago and saw a pretty 'princess' in a KTV. She looked like my cousin's first love. I was going to ask him if he had any plans to change his assistant."
“…!”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the table fell silent.
Ever since Qin Lou stood up for Qin Qing, no one in the company dared to talk about Qin Qing's faults to her face. Now that Qin Qing was standing next to the table, even if Song Ruyu was really the one they wanted to promote, those people were a little afraid of a head-on confrontation with Qin Qing.
The volume of these words was not concealed, and they hit the ears of Song Shu and Luan Qiaoqing directly.
Luan Qiaoqing's expression changed immediately.
She threw the plate she had just picked up onto the table, splashing the soup everywhere. But Luan Qiaoqing didn't care at all, she turned her head and pointed at Song Ruyu—
"Say it to me again?!"
When this shout came out, everyone in the staff cafeteria was stunned.
Although Luan Qiaoqing has been a bit passive in the past two years, she has grown a lot compared to when Song Shu was with her - no one in the company has seen such a "social" side of her.
Song Ruyu still had some impression: this was a crazy girl. When she was in the Qin family, she would have dared to rush up and tear her hair if Song Shu hadn't stopped her.
Thinking of that experience, Song Ruyu still felt a slight tingling on her scalp. Her face changed slightly, but she kept her composure, "I'm not talking about you, why are you so angry?"
Luan Qiaoqing glared at her fiercely, "You're definitely not talking about me, you're talking about my sister - how dare you mention her with your mouth? Believe it or not, I'll tear you apart right now!"
As he spoke, Luan Qiaoqing looked like he was ready to roll up his sleeves and get on the fight.
Seeing that Luan Qiaoqing was really angry and was about to do something stupid, Song Ruyu's face changed slightly with fear. The others saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly stood up to stop him.
This made Song Ruyu feel a little more confident.
She gritted her teeth and stiffened her neck. She saw Qin Qing standing next to her as if nothing had happened. She turned to Luan Qiaoqing, feeling even angrier.
"If you really want to protect Song Shu so much, then why do you let such a fake stand next to my cousin! They are just drinking and chatting with each other. What's the difference between them and the 'princess' in the KTV that Qin Qing told me about?"
Just as she finished speaking, a cup flew past her ear and hit the ground with a "bang".
The harsh sound of metal hitting the ground was heard. Luan Qiaoqing, who had thrown the cup, almost rushed over to tear Song Ruyu apart: "I must tear your stinky mouth apart today! If you have the guts, don't move - don't f*cking stop me. If anyone dares to stop me again, I swear by my name, Luan Qiaoqing, that you will be kicked out by next week at the latest!"
"… "
Everyone could see that Luan Qiaoqing was mad with rage.
After these years, they knew from the bottom of their hearts how much Qin Lou valued the sister of his first love, and everyone was really hesitant for a moment.
Luan Qiaoqing was so furious that she took advantage of an opportunity and pushed through the crowd to rush towards the frightened Song Ruyu.
Seeing the situation getting out of control—
"Minister Luan."
A very light and calm voice, so calm that it was almost cold, actually stopped Luan Qiaoqing who was about to rush up and scratch Song Ruyu's face.
Everyone looked in amazement at the irritable Luan Qiaoqing restraining her movements, and then turned back to follow the voice—
Song Shu took Luan Qiaoqing's plate and her own and dumped them into the waste bin next to them. Then she walked back and stopped next to Luan Qiaoqing.
Throughout the whole process, there was not even any emotion visible on their delicate faces.
"If anyone is worthy of attacking, then Minister Luan is too cheap of himself. There are still many things to do at the annual meeting. Let's not waste time on people who are not worthy. Let's go?"
"But-"
"..." Song Shu didn't say anything else, just raised his eyes and glanced at Luan Qiaoqing.
Luan Qiaoqing gritted her teeth and swallowed her words in frustration. Then she followed Song Shu, clenching her fists and lowering her head as she walked out.
This scene made Song Ruyu's eyes tremble slightly.
Because it was so familiar, she had only seen this kind of calmness in one person that could make the aggressive Luan Qiao listen to her - and it was also this kind of calmness that could make the cousin whom she feared and revered the most return to normal from his mad state.
Not only the face, but also the personality and eyes have such control. How could Qin Qing be so similar to that person
Could it be...
As soon as the terrible thought came to my mind, Song Ruyu shook her head violently and stopped it.
impossible.
That person is dead!
The death of the girl she envied the most was something she had verified and confirmed countless times ten years ago! How could a dead person be resurrected!
Song Ruyu's face turned increasingly pale.
It was not until some time later that Song Shu and Luan Qiaoqing disappeared from the cafeteria and the silence in the hall gradually returned to normal, and then someone carefully walked to Song Ruyu's side.
"Ms. Song, do we really have to perform like that at tomorrow's annual meeting..."
"As planned." Song Ruyu came back to her senses and clenched her teeth. "As long as you arrange it well, I promise to achieve your requirements. I said, she is just a substitute assistant. Do you think her status can be compared with me, a blood relative of the Qin family?"
Several people denied it flatteringly.
Looking at the direction where "Qin Qing" left, Song Ruyu clenched her fists tightly and swore in her heart with gritted teeth:
She must make Qin Qing lose face at tomorrow's annual meeting for all the humiliation she has suffered since she came back this time, and pay him back without leaving a single cent!
The vio annual meeting began the next morning.
The banquet hall was arranged as a special annual meeting site according to the plan, and the staff of Vio gathered together. Because Qin Lou was not there, all matters related to the year-end awards and speeches were handed over to the two vice presidents Chu Xiangbin and Lu Yunkai.
Several formal year-end award ceremonies were concluded in the morning. After a buffet lunch in the banquet hall, the host of the annual meeting announced that all departments should begin preparing for their performances on stage.
Most departments have submitted their program lists in advance, and the Human Resources Department has approved them. Only the Information Technology Department, a bunch of men who can only type code, are in trouble - in addition to their brains that are about to be assimilated into binary by computers, their weak bodies from sitting at their desks for so long that they can't even produce hard-working programs. The Human Resources Department urged them several times yesterday, but to no avail.
So they waited until the end of the annual meeting, when only the assistant secretary group representing the general manager's office on the 22nd floor had not yet performed, and it was finally their turn.
The host was temporarily pulled aside to whisper a few words, and then he went on stage with a smile: "This year, the technical department is still the last one to perform, but this time they are finally not bad. It seems that they have specially invited external help from outside the company. Let me make it clear first - you have to pay for this part of the expenses yourself, and don't think about asking the logistics department to reimburse you."
Beside the stage, An Xingyun never attended such occasions, so Song Shu, who was sitting alone with the other three members of the assistant team, frowned slightly.
She turned her head to look at the seating area of the Human Resources Department and exchanged glances with Luan Qiaoqing who was also looking over there.
The result of eye contact was that both of them were sure that the other did not know about this.
A vague premonition passed through Song Shu's heart.
At this moment, the host's announcement quickly confirmed her thoughts.
"Let me see the performance of the foreign players. It's a skit. The name of the skit is..."
The host's smile froze, but his lowered voice still traveled through the microphone and speakers to every staff member present—
"'The President's Substitute Lover'?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar.
After a few seconds, everyone's eyes almost turned to Song Shu's direction at the same time.
There was a commotion in the audience.
The host stood on the stage awkwardly for a while, but since the words were out, he could only force himself to smile stiffly, "Look at this foreign player, he really loves to make... jokes."
There was no chance for him to save the situation as the foreign players had already started to go on stage and the host had no choice but to come down in embarrassment and worry.
In the next ten minutes or so, the employees of Vio witnessed with their own eyes a drama in which a scheming woman used all means to get ahead, was willing to be a stand-in, and was cruelly abandoned in the end.
The coy actors seemed to be quite professional, and the jokes were funny all the time - but unfortunately the banquet hall was almost silent throughout the whole show.
Everyone looked absent-minded, and kept casting mixed looks of sympathy or ridicule towards the assistant secretary team.
However, to their surprise, until the farce ended and the temporary foreign players stepped down one after another, the scene they expected of "Qin Qing could not bear the humiliation and left in anger" did not occur.
When the host went on stage again, he almost felt like he was walking on the edge of a knife.
He wiped his sweat and worried about what would happen to him after Qin Lou came back, while he walked onto the stage carefully. The host pretended to have lost his memory, made a few jokes, and didn't mention the previous program at all, but this only made the discussion in the audience get louder and louder.
When the situation finally became unbearable, the host could only force himself to smile:
"It's the last show. We would like to invite Qin Qing from the assistant secretary team to sing a song for us."
There was dead silence in the audience.
All eyes were directed towards the assistant secretaries who were sitting very close to the front.
Under the gazes of everyone, Song Shu stood up.
Her expression remained calm, but her dark eyes finally revealed a hint of coldness as if her patience had been worn out.
She glanced around and easily caught the pleased expression of Song Ruyu who was standing beside the stage.
Song Shu frowned slightly.
A commotion here was probably what Song Ruyu wanted to see the most. Yesterday's incident in the employee cafeteria had already caused a stir in the company, and if it really got out of hand today, it would have a negative impact on both the internal atmosphere and external reputation of Vio.
This Song Ruyu...
In his heart, Song Shu made a note of "dealing with him later" and lowered his eyes in boredom. He smiled faintly and said, "It's just a song. I won't go on stage."
The host was stunned for a moment, then nodded understandingly and quickly ran over the microphone.
Song Shu reached out to take it, and the accompaniment music started playing.
She paused, picked up the phone and laughed.
"Let's change the song. Don't use this one."
The host and the sound engineer were stunned for several seconds.
The accompaniment music stopped half a beat late, and the host asked cautiously: "What kind of music would Miss Qin like?"
Song Shu's eyes flickered and he smiled.
""actor"."
Everyone was stunned, and then there was an uproar.
The accompaniment was quickly switched temporarily. After the prelude ended, a clear and pleasant female voice sounded:
"Keep it simple, keep your words simple/please omit the progressive emotions/you are not an actor/don't design those plots..."
Song Shu sang softly along with the accompaniment and paced slowly in the banquet hall following the song, his expression natural.
As Song Shu walked by, many people in the field came back to their senses and smiled knowingly—
No matter who took advantage of the fact that the technical department has difficulty producing programs every year to do this, any rebuttal or counterattack chosen by "Qin Qing" would seem pale and powerless.
The greater possibility is that the Vio annual meeting will be ruined directly and even spread outside the company.
Compared with the reckless and despicable behavior of the person behind the scenes, the way "Qin Qing" dealt with it made everyone couldn't help but say "good" in their hearts.
She used this half-joking and half-relaxed way to deal with this awkward situation: in a song called "Actor", several lines were ironic with deep meaning; at the end, with a twist of bitterness, she turned the stand-in joke into "deep love" -
“… The look of not caring is my last performance/I choose to perform because I love you/This kind of fulfillment.”
The ending sound is just right.
When the last syllable fell, Song Shu was standing in front of the banquet hall door.
Looking at Song Ruyu, who had a grim expression on her face in the audience opposite her, she smiled faintly, with a look of indifference and disdain in her eyes.
"'The Actor' - Thank you for watching."
After Song Shu finished speaking, he lowered his eyes slightly.
There were scattered applause in the banquet hall. Besides appreciation, there were also many malicious glances.
Those gazes are always around me, following me like a shadow, and cannot be escaped no matter where I go.
How boring... This world is always the same and never innovative.
She kind of thought that he was the only one who was different.
Song Shu lowered the microphone in his hand.
And at this second, the door of the banquet hall behind her was suddenly pushed open.
“…sings well.”
A familiar low and hoarse voice, with a familiar breath and temperature, suddenly came from behind.
Song Shu was stunned.
She almost thought it was an illusion because she missed that man too much - until Qin Lou hugged her from behind, then held her wrist and lifted it up.
The microphone was pulled back in front of him.
Only then did everyone in the banquet hall come to their senses, and the place suddenly became silent.
They looked in that direction blankly.
Then they heard a slow, pleasant male voice with a smile coming out of the microphone—
"'I chose to act because I love you', but there is a question I still want to ask."
"Qinlou..."
Song Shu's inner uneasiness finally surfaced. She turned around and wanted to stop Qin Lou from speaking, but it was too late.
Qin Lou leaned over slightly and kissed the corner of her lips.
The last question passed through the microphone and speakers, ringing in every corner of the banquet hall and in the ears of everyone -
", you have been faking your death for so long, how many more years do you want to play with me?"
The author has something to say: Late! Night! Surprise! Joy!
The cricket is about to die of exhaustion, so go to sleep.