Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“I’m here! I’m here to confess my love! My idol, I love you!”
“How long has it been… He can still kill me with a smile! I have butterflies in my stomach!”
“So romantic! The trashers who say he was acting can go to hell! It’s all in his eyes! The look in his eyes when he mentioned his wife! I teach acting myself and I’m telling you, that can’t be faked!”
“…”
The comments section was filled with good wishes, and the sporadic unpleasant voices were soon washed away.
An Xiaxia realized that most of the people here were fans of Starry Night.
The loyal fans who had still been students back then were now all working professionals who had gotten married… They were more effective than paid commenters and their supportive words were unforced and passionate.
Sheng Yize’s fanclub also put up a post.
“We’ve never regretted liking you. Some say that being a fan is stupid and meaningless… but that’s not true. Because of our love and admiration for you, we were willing to skip breakfast for half a month for your new album, stay up late to vote for your new song, take part in activities to stand out in the crowd, and study and work harder for you. We did all this so that one day, we could become someone as exceptional as you. Thank you, Sheng Yize. Thank you, my idol.”
“What are you reading?” Sheng Yize, who came back from a phone call, asked curiously.
An Xiaxia smiled. “I think… you’re really exceptional.”
You’re worth their love.
Sheng Yize darted a glance at her phone and looked touched. He then logged into his account and forwarded that fanclub post.
“Thank you and appreciate everything. Don’t skip breakfast. You need it to grow taller.”
An Xiaxia watched him the whole time and didn’t know what to say about those words. “You sound like an old father!”
Before long, fans rushed over to his Weibo page as well.
“My idol is so adorable!”
“Aah! My idol! I’m 190 cm! I’m very tall! Gimme an upsy-daisy!”
“Dear idol, we have our own money now! Please release a new album! We’ll buy it!”
“…”
An Xiaxia said enviously, “How about you go back to being a celebrity? You can hold concerts and release new albums — extra money for milk powder for your babies.”
“That sounds… pretty sweet.” Sheng Yize smiled. “What milk flavor do you like?”
“Me?” An Xiaxia pointed at herself in confusion.
Sheng Yize said matter-of-factly, “You’re my baby, too.”
His own baby.
… Talk about flirting with women! Sheng Yize always scored top marks in this!
Taking An Xiaxia’s hands and holding them tight, he looked into her eyes. “Let’s go back home and have our belated wedding.”
In the early morning in this foreign country, the sunlight poured in through the French windows onto his shoulders. He looked as otherworldly as when they first met.
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Yu City.
A lot of paparazzi were waiting at the airport for them when Sheng Yize held An Xiaxia’s hand and walked past at an unhurried pace.
The paparazzi had been prepared to chase them down, and took a minute to react when they saw the couple walk out calmly. They then ran up to them and began to take pictures with all the cameras they had.
Sheng Yize said one thing only. “The award-winning actor is right behind us. Are you sure you’re taking pictures of the right people?”
The award-winning actor? Did he mean Qian Ming, the most popular young actor at the moment? The paparazzi rushed away immediately.
The corner of An Xiaxia’s mouth twitched. “Um… Why don’t I see any award-winning actor?”
“I just made it up. Who knew they would take my word for it?” Sheng Yize shrugged and looked very innocent.
Someone said coldly, “Shame on you!”
