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Chapter 350 When You Wait for Me Until I'm 35 (The End)
The room was warmly lit, and the small ripples caused by the phone call had gradually subsided, leaving only a quiet and cozy atmosphere between the two of them.

Li Zhi leaned back against Shen Yuan, feeling the steady heartbeat from his chest.

Perhaps it was the fading of excitement from watching the video that triggered her body's response, as Li Zhi gently shifted slightly in Shen Yuan's arms.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yuan looked down at her and asked with concern.

Li Zhi looked up, her pretty brows furrowing slightly, and complained with a touch of coquettishness, "Shen Yuan... my legs are sore..."

As she spoke, she stretched her feet over the edge of the bed, her delicate ankles appearing slender under the light.

Shen Yuan's lips curved into a knowing smile: "I told you you could ride a bike, but you insisted on walking."

As he spoke, he naturally sat up straight and gently reached out to hold the ankle she was extending.

"Come here, let me give you a massage."

His fingers, warm and familiar, massaged Li Zhi's aching ankles and calves with just the right amount of pressure.

Li Zhi sighed comfortably, curled up lazily, and closed his eyes.

"Hmm...a little harder..."

She gave instructions with her eyes closed, her voice thick with nasal tones and a satisfied sigh, each syllable so soft and sweet it seemed to drip with moisture.

Shen Yuan adjusted his strength as instructed, his gaze gently falling on her face as she rested with her eyes closed.

The delicate touch from his fingertips, the slight relaxation of Li Zhiyin's brows in comfort, and the tranquility of the room all softened his heart.

For a moment, only her steady breathing and the soft sound of his fingertips kneading the fabric remained in the room.

Just as Shen Yuan was focused on massaging his feet, that familiar voice rang in his mind again.

"Ding!"

The end of the wedding photoshoot signifies a step closer to the next ceremony.

Now, your parents have chosen an auspicious date and arranged a wedding venue.

Now, please begin writing your chapter.

Please design a theme for your wedding venue and complete the wedding. Basic reward: Wedding expenses x2.

[Hidden Bonus: Receiving the blessing of youth during the wedding will activate this effect.]

Shen Yuan's fingertips unconsciously caressed the delicate skin on Li Zhi's instep. The phrase "blessing of youth" in the mission description was repeatedly dissected and pondered, yet it refracted more questions like a prism.

Just as Shen Yuan was pondering, Li Zhi's foot suddenly moved.

Shen Yuan immediately gathered his thoughts and loosened his grip even more, as if his momentary lapse in concentration had never happened.

"what happened?"

"Switch to the other foot."

Shen Yuan chuckled, obediently letting go of her hand, and instead grasped her other ankle, skillfully finding and kneading the acupoints with his fingertips.

Looking at her contented expression, he suddenly asked, "Li Bao, if we were to have a wedding in the future... what would you like it to be like?"

Upon hearing this, Li Zhi's eyes widened immediately, and she sat up straight warily: "You're not planning to have a wedding right now, are you?!"

Shen Yuan smiled and shook his head, gently tickling the sole of her foot with his finger: "No, I was just asking."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhi remained wary of Shen Yuan, her almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, like a kitten trying to figure out its owner's intentions.

She suddenly straightened up and looked around.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Yuan was amused by her sudden action.

Li Zhi lowered her voice, her gaze sweeping across the bedside table and the gap in the curtains: "I'm watching... to see if you've been secretly recording videos with your phone."

Shen Yuan was taken aback, then burst out laughing.

Am I some kind of pervert?

He raised three fingers as if swearing, his eyes reflecting the warm yellow light of the bedside lamp: "I really didn't, I promise."

Seeing that the girl was still staring at him suspiciously, Shen Yuan handed her his phone: "Here, take your phone, look it up as you like."

Li Zhi then chuckled: "Who wants to check your phone! Just focus on massaging your feet."

"Know it!"

Li Zhi's gaze fell on Shen Yuan's hands with their distinct knuckles. Watching him patiently massage her feet, the girl's lips unconsciously curved upwards into a sweet smile.

"Shen Yuan..." Her small toes curled uncomfortably in his palm, tinged with a sweetness she herself was unaware of.

If you were to have a wedding, what kind of wedding would you want?

Shen Yuan's hands didn't stop; his fingertips gently pressed and circled her calf. Hearing this, he merely glanced up at her.
"Me?" He paused, imagining the scene, his voice filled with clear longing, "I want to have a Chinese-style ceremony."

"Hmm?" Li Zhi tilted his head slightly, signaling him to continue.

“That kind,” Shen Yuan moved his hand up, pinching her calf with just the right amount of force.

"New Chinese style. Not the kind that is particularly old-fashioned and complicated, but one that incorporates some modern elements."

"The venue setup should include a huge lantern shape, but not the traditional round kind. The lines should be cleaner, and it should have gold-stamped auspicious cloud patterns or fan-shaped designs."

“The elements such as corridors and screens are presented with simple lines. When light and shadow are applied, they have both classical charm and a sense of openness.”

His voice was deep and full of longing, his fingers unconsciously tracing imagined lines on her skin:

"Then, you will wear a modified phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, which is bright red and made of a shiny brocade fabric with phoenix or peony patterns embroidered in gold thread. When you walk, it will look like there is flowing light."

"The tiara shouldn't be too heavy, but it must be exquisite. As for me, I'll wear a matching dress, and then we'll walk down the red carpet, with all our family and friends watching from both sides..."

Shen Yuan was so engrossed in his description that the smile on his lips was gentle and captivating, as if the grand and elegant scene was right before his eyes.

But he quickly came to his senses, looked at Li Zhi, and his movements became much gentler:
"However... this is just my idea. Li Bao, what do you think? If you think it's too formal, or you don't like this style, we can change it."

"Western-style lawns, beaches, castles... or whatever you can imagine, it's fine. The important thing is that you like it. As for money, I don't think we need to worry too much."

Shen Yuan chuckled and said, "At worst, we can borrow some from Sister Shui; she's a big spender."

Li Zhi listened quietly without interrupting.

Feel the warmth from his fingertips and the earnestness with which he depicted the future.

She looked at the undisguised expectation in Shen Yuan's eyes, as if that scene had already been reflected in her heart through his words.

The initial wariness she felt upon hearing about the wedding had vanished from the girl's clear eyes, replaced by a radiant glow.

Every detail of the modern Chinese-style wedding scene described by Shen Yuan was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating warm ripples in her heart.

That solemnity and elegance made her heart flutter slightly.

A few seconds of silence flowed in the warm air.

Li Zhicai raised his head, his beautiful almond-shaped eyes filled with tiny starlight.

With a deep sense of embarrassment and unwavering longing, she looked into Shen Yuan's eyes, which were waiting for an answer.

Her voice was soft, yet it struck Shen Yuan's heart clearly:

"I like."

There was no hesitation, no coercion, only pure agreement and heartfelt joy.

Upon receiving the answer, Shen Yuan smiled.

Just as Shen Yuan was enjoying himself, he heard Li Zhi calling his name again. "Shen Yuan..."

"Hmm? What's wrong? Are your legs still sore?"

Shen Yuan immediately stopped what he was doing and looked down at her with concern.

Li Zhi did not answer immediately, but leaned slightly closer to him.

Her gaze fell on his face, and in his almond-shaped eyes, a complex light shone—a mixture of sweetness and emotion.

"Don't you think..." she paused, as if choosing her words carefully, "...that what you've been doing lately...is a little too romantic?"

Li Zhi just stared at Shen Yuan, seemingly waiting for Shen Yuan's answer.

But just as Shen Yuan opened his mouth, wondering how to respond to this sweet accusation—

The girl's voice, like the softest sigh, carrying an almost fateful longing, rang clearly in his ears:

"Shen Yuan, if this continues... I won't be able to live without you."

Her gaze went straight into the depths of his eyes, where his slightly startled reflection was clearly visible.

The room, which had been gently warm, suddenly became much hotter.

Shen Yuan's fingers, which were kneading her ankle, tightened slightly, not with force, but as if he were holding onto some most precious and rare treasure.

I can't live without you.

These seven short words were like a key, instantly unlocking the door to the depths of his memory.

He thought of Li Zhi, the one in the system who had stubbornly waited through the long years, until he was 35 and his youth was fading, yet his eyes still held onto his obsession.

I thought of Li Zhi, who had graduated from university and was now alone in a cold rented room, silently and wearily facing the lights outside the window.

I thought of Li Zhi in the university library, sitting alone by the window, sunlight falling on his hair, his figure appearing exceptionally slender and quiet...

In those times and spaces without him...

That dependence and waiting that transcended time and space now turned into a sharp bitterness, striking his heart hard.

She really can't live without him...

Shen Yuan leaned forward slightly, his upturned face beaming with a gentle smile.

His fingertips unconsciously slid along the taut arch of her foot, the movement as gentle as tracing the lines of her heart.

The boy's Adam's apple bobbed silently, and his deliberately lowered voice carried a hoarseness as if it had been sanded down, and an intense emotion that seemed to burst from his chest.

"Idiot Li Zhi..."

His voice was filled with an irrepressible smile, yet also etched with a heavy sense of certainty and reverence.

"You're only starting to feel indifferent now?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Shen Yuan seemed to be ignited by his own words, or as if he could no longer suppress the turbulent emotions surging within him.

Shen Yuan moved so close to Li Zhi that their noses almost touched.

That familiar warmth rushed towards her, almost completely enveloping her.

Shen Yuan's warm hands cupped Li Zhi's somewhat bewildered face.

Time seemed to stand still in the room.

Li Zhi could clearly hear her own heart pounding in her ears, and looking into Shen Yuan's eyes, which were so close to hers, she saw an intense emotion she had never seen before.

Shen Yuan's voice was scalding hot, and every word clearly struck her heart.

"Li Zhi, I can't live without you anymore."

Li Zhi looked at Shen Yuan, noticing his slightly reddened earlobes.

A bittersweet feeling welled up inside me.

The girl suddenly chuckled softly.

She raised her hand, her fingertips tracing his burning earlobe, her voice as soft as a dream:

"So...when did it start?"

She looked into the deepest part of his eyes, her gaze tender and unwavering as she asked, "Tell me, when... did you start to feel you couldn't live without me?"

Shen Yuan gazed at her, his palm pressed against her cheek, his expression serious to the point of solemnity.

"When you wait for me until I'm 35."

Li Zhi gazed into Shen Yuan's burning and affectionate eyes, where her own image was clearly reflected.

For some reason, those words struck a deep, unknown corner of my soul.

At that moment, she seemed to have truly transcended the barriers of time and space.

She saw Shen Yuan, 35, sitting face to face with her in a quiet corner of a coffee shop. His brows showed the weariness of years and a hint of helplessness she had never seen before.

That was the reaction when they met again after not seeing each other for far too long.

The bittersweet emotions that finally converged after more than a decade, and the heaviness of regaining what was lost, even if it was just a fleeting illusion, caused her heart to clench and a subtle, indescribable pain to rise.

The girl's fingers unconsciously tightened, gripping the fabric of Shen Yuan's clothes.

Shen Yuan noticed the fleeting daze in her eyes and the complex emotions surging within them.

Li Zhi took a deep breath, suppressing the inexplicable palpitations in his heart. A smile, tinged with a mix of domineering and sentimental expression, appeared on his lips, his voice slightly choked.

"...Then you'd better make the most of this opportunity."

Shen Yuan's palm gently pressed against her slightly flushed cheeks, clearly feeling the tenderness and anticipation conveyed through her skin.

He gazed intently at her, his eyes reflecting the lamplight, where a torrent of emotions silently settled.

He then nodded vigorously.

Without a word, the downward curve of his jaw seemed to fulfill some solemn promise, or to be the final step in opening the floodgates of all repression.

He gently tightened his grip on her cheeks, his fingertips sinking into her soft hair, and gently pulled her towards him.

His warm breath suddenly drew near, carrying a familiar scent that completely enveloped Li Zhi.

The air in the room was as thick as honey, freezing breaths and time itself.

Shen Yuan lowered his head and pressed his lips deeply against Li Zhi's slightly parted lips.

"Well……"

A very soft whimper was swallowed up by the soft touch.

Li Zhi's fingers, which were gripping his clothes tightly, tightened even more at first, then slowly loosened, as if she had let go of all her defenses and mental barriers.

The released fingers instinctively climbed upwards, eventually resting on the back of his warm neck, feeling his strong pulse throbbing beneath them.

This is a response that goes far beyond a verbal promise.

The moment their lips met, it was as if the weight of something lost and found in a distant time and space, and the vows to be held tightly together in this life, all melted between their warm lips and teeth.

Only the sudden, synchronized, rapid heartbeats of the two remained in the room, resounding and echoing the invitation that had pierced through the long passage of time.

"You absolutely must seize this opportunity!"

(End of this chapter)