I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

Song Yuqi pushed open the revolving wooden door at the bottom of the clock tower.

Warm yellow ground lights illuminated both sides of the steps, guiding the way upwards.

Song Yuqi lifted the hem of her long dress and rushed up to the second-floor corner platform in one breath, wearing sneakers.

A figure was standing in front of me.

Deng Chao was wearing a dark suit and holding a bouquet of light blue baby's breath in his hands.

His serious expression had long since crumbled, replaced by a wide, wrinkled smile.

"Little birthday star, stop crying."

Deng Chao handed the bouquet to Song Yuqi and casually took out a pack of tissues from his pocket.

"Quickly wipe your face, your makeup is almost ruined from crying."

Song Yuqi took the bouquet and sniffed.

"Brother Chao, you've all teamed up to lie to me!"

"You two were arguing so loudly in the hallway just now, I thought you were really going to fight!"

Deng Chao spread his hands and burst into laughter.

"This isn't my fault; it was all Jiang Che's bad idea."

"He didn't sleep for three whole days to prepare for today's big show, and he dragged us along to rehearse the positions every day."

"Even Director Wu was completely under his control; if he misremembered his lines, he would give him the cold shoulder."

Deng Chao turned to the side and pointed to the stairwell on the third floor.

Holding the bouquet, Song Yuqi ran quickly to the third floor.

A wave of heat and fragrance wafted from the corner of the third-floor corridor.

Chen He, wearing a small red apron and holding a large bamboo steamer in both hands, stood in the middle of the corridor.

Seeing Song Yuqi run up, Chen He opened the steamer lid a crack.

Inside was a huge crab roe bun, bigger than a washbasin, with a red birthday candle stuck on top.

Happy birthday, Yuqi!

Chen He smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits, and his belly jiggled under his apron.

"Did you suffer at the dinner table during the day?"

"Jiang Che told you not to eat it, but I secretly saved some for you!"

"These are longevity crab roe buns that I had to beg the chef in the ancient town for ages to steam!"

Song Yuqi looked at the big steamed bun and couldn't help but laugh, her eyes still wet with tears.

"Brother He, who puts candles on steamed buns for their birthday?"

Chen He solemnly placed the steamer in front of her.

"Doesn't that mean being down-to-earth?"

"Hurry up and blow out the candles so we can receive the big gift!"

Song Yuqi smiled and blew out the candles.

Chen He immediately handed the steamer to the staff member next to him and gestured for him to come in.

"Mission accomplished, hurry up to the fourth floor!"

An evening breeze blew across the open-air corridor on the fourth floor.

Lu Han and Qin Xiao stood side by side in front of the archway.

Lu Han held a velvet box in her hands, inside which lay a custom-made pink in-ear monitor earphone.

The initials of Song Yuqi's name are inlaid with small diamonds on the earphone shell.

Qin Xiao held a pure gold microphone in his hand, with the words "To the best lead singer in the world" engraved on the handle.

Happy 24th birthday, Yuqi!

Lu Han handed over the jewelry box, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

"These headphones were custom-made by an acoustics master a month ago by Jiang Che, and the sound quality is superb."

Qin Xiao presented the golden microphone with both hands, a smile on his face.

"The microphone frequency was also personally tuned by Jiang Che, specifically for your voice."

Song Yuqi reached out and took the headphones and microphone.

The metal handle was warm to the touch, clearly having just been held and warmed in someone's palm.

She touched the engraving on the microphone, and a warm feeling rose in her chest.

Deng Chao and Chen He also came running up from downstairs, panting, with the four members of the Five Ha Brothers standing neatly behind her.

Deng Chao clapped his hands and pointed to the heavy iron gate at the end of the corridor.

"Yuqi, all preparations are complete."

"Push open this door, and tonight the whole world is yours."

Chen He smiled and nudged her back.

"Go on, girl, Jiang Che has been waiting for you outside for ages."

Song Yuqi turned her head to look at her four older brothers behind her, all of whom had sincere and warm smiles on their faces.

She gripped the golden microphone tightly, hugged the baby's breath to her chest, and walked towards the large iron gate.

She placed her hands on the brass handles and pushed them outwards with force.

The sea breeze swept in, and the entire view suddenly opened up.

The area outside is not a narrow terrace, but an elevated viewing pier that connects directly to the beach.

As soon as Song Yuqi stepped out the door, the launch pad on the edge of the beach started up simultaneously.

Tens of thousands of golden, cold fireworks skimmed the sea surface and shot straight into the night sky, bursting into dazzling sparks.

The entire beach, which was originally dark, became as bright as day in the same second.

Song Yuqi stood on the high platform, stunned by the scene before her, and stopped in her tracks.

Below, the beach was packed with people, thousands of fans holding pink light sticks and waving glow sticks in unison.

The light boards were covered with Song Yuqi's name and birthday wishes for her.

Cheers and screams merged into a wave of sound that soared into the night sky.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine holographic drones took off in neat formation over the sea.

The drone matrix rapidly changed formation at an altitude of hundreds of meters, first revealing a running Shiba Inu pattern.

Immediately afterwards, the pattern dispersed and reassembled into a line of shimmering golden characters.

Happy 24th birthday, Song Yuqi.

Directly in front of the beach, a giant water curtain tens of meters high rises from the ground.

The projector projects the image onto the water screen, and the comments from various live streaming platforms are playing in real time in a scrolling manner.

Tens of millions of netizens typed the same sentence in front of their screens, and the water screen was covered with dense white and gold words.

Happy birthday, Song Yuqi! Jiang Che, you've finally made your move. You two should get married right now.

The shouts of the fans mingled with the sound of the wind and waves.

Song Yuqi stood at the edge of the observation deck, covered her lips with her hands, and tears streamed down her face.

This is not an ordinary recording venue; it is a stage that Jiang Che created for her.

The lights in the center of the pier suddenly went out, leaving only a spotlight.

Jiang Che stood under the spotlight, wearing a well-tailored black suit, with one button undone at the collar of his white shirt.

He was holding a black wooden guitar and looking at her with a smile.

Song Yuqi walked towards him step by step, facing the beam of light.

Her steps were a little unsteady, and she was still holding the bouquet of baby's breath in her arms.

As the two drew closer, Jiang Che reached out and pulled her into the spotlight.

He looked down at the girl in front of him, her face streaked with tears.

Jiang Che took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped away the tears on Song Yuqi's cheeks.

"Why are you crying again?"

Jiang Che's voice, transmitted clearly through the microphone, reached the ears of millions across the entire beach.

"Weren't you just yelling downstairs that you were going to come up and deal with me?"

The thousands of fans in the audience cheered and screamed in good spirits.

With red eyes, Song Yuqi raised her fist and punched him in the chest.

"Jiang Che, you're a big bad guy!"

"You deliberately ignored me all day, and even put on a show in the hallway to scare me!"

"Do you know how upset I was in the music room just now!"

Jiang Che let her little fist land on his chest, not only did he not dodge, but he also reached out and grabbed her wrist.

He held Song Yuqi's slightly cool little hand in his palm.

"I know."

Jiang Che looked into her eyes, his expression focused and serious.

"How can this surprise be considered precious if I don't trick you into crying?"

Song Yuqi sniffed and then smiled through her tears.

"That's just sophistry!"

Chen He, sitting in the audience, was making a fuss with a megaphone.

"Chef! Stop chatting!"

"Tens of millions of people across the internet are waiting to hear your new song!"

Deng Chao was also waving his arms and shouting from the side.

"Sing one! Sing one!"

The cheers of the fans once again resounded through the night sky. Jiang Che turned his head and glanced at the lively crowd below the stage, a smile appearing on his lips.

He released Song Yuqi's hand and casually tucked the stray hairs hanging by her ear behind her ear.

Ten years ago, you asked me when I would write a song for you.

Jiang Che took a half step back and steadied the guitar strap across his chest with one hand.

"When I said you sang off-key back then, I was actually lying to you."

"I just feel that the melody you wrote at sixteen is too immature and doesn't match your voice."

Jiang Che's fingers rested on the guitar strings.

"I revised this song for eight whole years."

"Today, on this stage, it belongs to you alone."

All the sound equipment on the beach was turned on.

The crisp and melodious guitar prelude flowed through the night sky, the sea breeze brushed against the hem of their clothes, and the starlight intertwined with the pink sea of ​​lights throughout the venue.

Song Yuqi gripped the golden microphone tightly, stood closest to him, and quietly watched the young man before her.