Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

Inside the restaurant, soothing background music played under warm yellow crystal chandeliers.

When Lin Qian arrived, not only Aunt Zhou, her aunt, and Lin Yize were there, but Wen Shuyan also came.

Wen Shuyan, dressed impeccably in a plain white suit, sat elegantly in his seat and smiled gently.

Aunt Zhou took in her son's expression and was secretly delighted. She quickly waved enthusiastically.

"Qianqian's here? Come on, come sit here! There's an empty seat next to Shuyan, it's easier for you young people to sit close together and talk!"

She specifically pointed to the position to Wen Shuyan's right.

Lin Qian sat down as instructed, and handed the prepared gift to Aunt Zhou with both hands, her smile sweet:

Happy birthday, Aunt Zhou! Wishing you continued health and beauty!

"Oh, thank you so much, Qianqian!" Aunt Zhou smiled as she accepted the beautifully packaged gift box.

Upon opening it, I found a bottle of a classic perfume from a major brand.

Her smile widened. "You and Shuyan are really on the same wavelength; he also gave me perfume. You two... I heard you work at the same company now? Doesn't that mean you see each other every day?"

Wen Shuyan chimed in at the right moment, his voice gentle: "Yes, I often see Qianqian at the company."

Lin Yize sat on the other side of Lin Qian.

He glanced at Lin Qian, then at Wen Shuyan, and whispered in Lin Qian's ear:

"Sis, I really think you two are a perfect match."

Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately pinched Lin Yize's thigh under the table, giving him a warning glare.

"Shut up."

Last time, she was harassed by Lu Beiting for a long time because of this phrase "a good match".

At this moment, Wen Shuyan, who was standing next to her, poured her a glass of orange juice.

Lin Qian whispered "thank you" and accepted it.

at the same time.

Inside a private club room, Lu Beiting sat alone on a spacious sofa, with several bottles of wine on the coffee table in front of him.

He looked down at a photo on his phone.

In the photo, a man and a woman are sitting next to each other. Perhaps due to the slight misalignment, Wen Shuyan appears to be leaning slightly towards Lin Qian, creating a sense of silent intimacy and harmony in the image.

Lu Beiting's gaze fell on the photo, his expressionless face remaining there for a full ten seconds.

A moment later, he put down his phone, picked up the wine glass in front of him, tilted his head back, and drank the remaining red wine in one gulp.

-

At the dinner table, Aunt Xu Wan jokingly said, "Qianqian, Shuyan, you two are not young anymore, it's time to think about your marriage."

Wen Shuyan nodded in agreement upon hearing this, and then glanced at Lin Qian seemingly casually.

Everyone on the field saw this small gesture of his.

Before many people could even feel happy...

Lin Qian suddenly said, "I have a boyfriend."

Xu Wan: "Huh?"

Lin Yize: "Huh?!?!"

Xu Wan was taken aback: "Qianqian, you have a boyfriend? Why didn't you tell us? Who is he? What does he do for a living? How tall and how much does he weigh?"

Aunt Zhou was also stunned, and glanced at her son without saying a word.

Wen Shuyan's expression remained unchanged, clearly indicating that he already knew about this.

Lin Qian calmly picked up some food, "It's not stable yet. I'll introduce it to you when it's more stable."

"You didn't tell me you were dating someone?" Lin Yize couldn't hold back anymore, feeling like the sky had fallen. He said angrily, "Who is this bastard? If he's not handsome, I'll fuck him to death."

"..."

Just then, the phone rang, and Lin Qian answered it.

Lu Beiting's voice was low, hoarse, and clearly slurred with drunkenness, sounding somewhat muffled.

"Lin Qian, I'm drunk, I feel awful..."

"Where are you?"

"Never-ending nighttime entertainment, VIP suites on the top floor."

"Okay, I'll come pick you up."

After saying that, Lin Qian smiled apologetically at the group of people at the table, "I'm sorry, my boyfriend has something important to discuss with me. Auntie, please excuse me for now."

Aunt Zhou felt a little regretful and disappointed, but she didn't say anything. "Okay, be careful on your way."

Wen Shuyan stared at Lin Qian's departing figure, remaining silent for a long time.

-

Lin Qian walked to the entrance of the club, where there was only one person inside.

The man was slumped in an expensive sofa, with several empty bottles of wine on the table.

He loosened his tie, leaving the top two buttons undone, revealing his sexy collarbone and Adam's apple. He looked颓废 and languid, exuding an indescribable aura of hormones.

He seemed to only then notice someone had entered, and whispered, "Baby?"

Lin Qian struggled to help him home, and as soon as they entered, she unceremoniously let go of his hand and stomped on his foot.

"Alright, stop pretending. I know you're faking being drunk. You're a pretty good actor."

Lu Beiting wasn't annoyed that she had seen through him; instead, he chuckled softly, "You figured that out?"

Lin Qian glanced at him speechlessly: "You can cause a car accident, is it so hard to pretend to be drunk? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Lu Beiting gave a half-smile: "So you knew I was faking it, yet you still came to pick me up?"

"Because I just didn't want to eat with them." Lin Qian glanced at him sideways. "Why are you drinking alcohol for no reason?"

"depressed."

Why are you feeling down?

Lu Beiting looked quietly into her eyes, then suddenly asked, "Lin Qian, am I your first love?"

"Yes." Lin Qian was puzzled.

Why are you suddenly asking this out of the blue? Besides, she's said this before.

Lu Beiting pursed his lips and remained silent, a cold laugh escaping his lips inwardly.

really do.

That mysterious secret admirer is truly blind.

Was he blind and didn't fall for Lin Qian? Was it a mutual crush that they unfortunately missed their chance? Or was it for some other reason?

Lu Beiting felt a tightness in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He asked, seemingly casually, "Back in junior and senior high school, did you have a crush on any boys? Did you have a 'white moonlight' (ideal love)?"

Lin Qian gave him a wary look. "Why are you asking this?"

"curious."

"Then I absolutely cannot tell you."

Lin Qian didn't reply to him and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

As Lu Beiting lay in bed, the pink heart-shaped note kept replaying in his mind.

Those were words that Lin Qian wrote down carefully, stroke by stroke.

What hides unrequited love in the wind?

Every word felt like it was stabbing Lu Beiting in the heart.

bother.

-

late at night.

After rinsing her mouth, Lin Qian fell into a deep sleep on one side of the large bed.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she suddenly felt a strong sense of restraint in her sleep.

Someone hugged her tightly from behind, almost with all their might, their arms so tight she could hardly breathe.

She groggily opened her eyes, still not fully conscious, and whispered her accusation:

"What are you doing? You're making it hard for me to breathe..."

Lu Beiting then slowly loosened his grip, "I was afraid you'd run away."

Lin Qian was so sleepy that she mumbled indistinctly, "Where could I go?"

"She eloped with another man."

"With whom?"

"I'm asking you."

This wild man sometimes appears as Song Yu, sometimes as Wen Shuyan, and sometimes as a mysterious stranger.

He was the boy Lin Qian once had a crush on.

He's the man she hasn't completely let go of even now.

Lu Beiting wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and asked, slowly and deliberately, "Back when you were in school, did you have a crush on any boys?"

Lin Qian was half-asleep and couldn't understand what he was saying at all, so she just murmured, "Yes~".

Lu Beiting's expression was not good. "Is he outstanding? Has sound values? Good grades? Is he handsome? Your ideal man?"

What is this person mumbling incoherently?

Lin Qian: "Mmm~"

"Better than me?"

"Hmm~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Beiting's jawline tightened, his chest heaved slightly, and he struggled to catch his breath.

It looked like something had exploded.

After a long while, while Lin Qian was asleep, he gently kissed her earlobe again and again.

Oh well, Lin Qian is his girlfriend now anyway, and she falls asleep in his arms every night.

Let bygones be bygones.

He didn't care who Lin Qian had a crush on.

He didn't care at all.

Yes, he really doesn't care at all.