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

The sound of the guitar strings spread with the wind.

The accompaniment music slid in, with the drum kit playing a steady rhythm.

The thousands of fans in the audience quieted down, holding up pink glow sticks and swaying to the beat.

Jiang Che stood in front of the microphone and switched to a B-flat chord.

Jiang Che turned to look at the girl beside him and began to sing the first verse:

"The twilight casts long shadows, and you step on your bicycle bell."

"Borrow half an eraser, and take away the whole summer."

The lyrics are simple, all about things from high school.

Song Yuqi clutched the gold microphone in both hands, her eyes glistening with tears.

Chen He, sitting in the audience, sniffed and nudged Deng Chao with his elbow.

"Brother Chao, was this kid's writing style this flamboyant even in high school?"

"Don't talk, listen to the music!"

"I've been acting for thirty years, and tonight these two young guys actually broke my composure."

Jiang Che looked at Song Yuqi, and his strumming became faster, making the tune more lively.

"The third row of poplar trees on the north side of the playground is engraved with equations that cannot be calculated."

"Actually, I've figured out the answer. The answer is named Song Yuqi."

The fans in the audience shouted at the top of their lungs.

One barrage of comments after another scrolled up on the giant water screen, completely covering the image.

Song Yuqi couldn't help but laugh, her eyes still glistening with tears.

Song Yuqi raised the microphone, waited for Jiang Che to finish playing the intro, and then continued with the chorus:

"You always say my voice is too loud, waking up the afternoon sun."

"But every time we sang together, you lowered the key to accommodate my anxiety."

The woman's voice had a slightly smoky quality and was very bright.

The two voices blended together, their sentences flowing smoothly from one to the next.

Jiang Che put down the pick and switched to strumming with one hand, while using his other hand to support the microphone stand.

Their eyes met.

Lu Han clapped along from below the stage, then turned to Qin Xiao and spoke:

"This is amazing. If this song is released, it will dominate the top of all the music charts again."

Qin Xiao nodded in agreement.

"There's no need for any ranking; the entire online CP (couple) fanbase will stay up all night to boost their numbers."

Director Wu was watching the monitor screen from behind, and the data on it kept climbing.

"It's broken! It's broken!"

"The number of viewers watching online has surpassed 50 million!"

"Jiang Che is a true business genius! These ratings are something I can brag about for five years!"

As the E-flat chord finished, the piano music slowly faded away in the wind.

The entire stadium paused for two seconds.

Then, a thunderous applause and shouts erupted.

"Together!"

"Let's get married right here!"

"I've moved the Civil Affairs Bureau here for you!"

The fans shouted at the top of their lungs, and the sound carried far.

Song Yuqi lowered the microphone, her chest heaving, and looked at Jiang Che with red-rimmed eyes.

Jiang Che untied the guitar strap and casually handed it to the staff member next to him.

Jiang Che tugged at the corner of his suit jacket and walked up to Song Yuqi.

"Song, how did you feel after singing?"

Song Yuqi sniffed and raised her chin:

"It's barely passable. The high notes are a bit flat. I'll have to practice more when I get back."

Chen He, sitting in the audience, held a megaphone and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Yuqi, don't give him a way out!"

"He berated us mercilessly on set during the day, and even made you cry while acting!"

"This matter isn't over until he kneels down and admits his mistake!"

Deng Chao then joined in the commotion:

"Yes! Make him kneel! Give him the punishment of the Five Ha Regiments!"

Jiang Che turned to look at Chen He.

"Brother He, your crab roe bun is cold. Should I have the staff heat it up before you eat it?"

Chen He shrugged, handed the megaphone to Lu Han, and looked up at the clouds in the sky.

Song Yuqi laughed so hard she bent over, the bouquet in her hand trembling.

Jiang Che turned to look at her.

"It was definitely my fault for acting during the day."

Song Yuqi snorted:

"You know that's good. I twisted my ankle when I ran out."

Jiang Che frowned and looked down at her feet:

"Did you twist it? Is it serious? Let me see."

Song Yuqi took half a step back, her ears burning:

"Just kidding! There are so many people watching from below the stage, be serious!"

Jiang Che straightened up and exhaled.

"Song Yuqi, you've gone astray."

"I learned it from you."

Song Yuqi looked up at him.

Jiang Che reached into the inside pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out something.

It was a black, clickable pen with an old plastic casing and a yellowed strawberry sticker on it. It was the one that Song Yuqi had found in the music room that afternoon.

Song Yuqi was stunned.

"Why did you bring it here?"

Jiang Che held the pen and pressed the tip with his thumb.

A click sounded.

"In my second year of high school, you borrowed this pen to fill out the form for choosing between arts and sciences."

"Later you forgot to return it, so I kept it in the pencil case."

Jiang Che looked at her, his voice softening:

"You always say I owe you a song, but actually I also owe you an explanation."

Jiang Che gripped the pen with both hands and twisted it in the opposite direction.

A slight metallic sound came from the pen barrel, which had been hollowed out and converted into a storage tube.

Jiang Che turned the pen upside down and tapped it against his palm.

A silver ring slipped out and landed in the palm of the hand.

The ring is shaped like a simple musical string, with a string of small numbers engraved on the inner wall, which gleams under the light.

Song Yuqi was stunned, and almost dropped the microphone in her hand.

The fans in the audience were almost hoarse from shouting.

"Holy crap! A ring!"

"Hiding a ring inside a pen! Jiang Che, you deserve to die!"

"This is unbelievable! Where's the Civil Affairs Bureau? Bring them up here!"

Chen He covered his mouth with both hands and jumped up and down:

"Brother Chao! Did you see that?! He's been hiding for ten years!"

Deng Chao slapped his thigh on the side:

"This kid's really focused on this!"

Jiang Che held the ring and walked up to Song Yuqi, looking her straight in the eye.

"This ring was made with the first royalties I received from writing my first hit song."

"It's been stored in this pen for exactly seven years."

Jiang Che took Song Yuqi's left hand.

Song Yuqi's fingers were trembling violently, and her palms were covered in sweat.

"Song Yuqi, I wasn't in a position to say these things to you ten years ago."

"At that time, I had nothing and couldn't even see my future clearly."

"But now, all the songs I've written, all the fame I've earned, and the whole world I own are all laid out before you."

Jiang Che slowly pushed the string ring onto her middle finger.

The size is just right, it fits perfectly.

"Ten years have passed, Song."

Jiang Che tightened his grip on her slightly cool fingers, and a smile played on his lips:

"When do you plan to sign the official employment confirmation letter?"

Song Yuqi looked down at the ring on her hand, and tears streamed down her face.

She didn't reply, but casually handed the baby's breath to the person next to her, wrapped her arms around Jiang Che's neck, and pounced on him.

Jiang Che swayed half a step, reached out and put his arm around her waist to hold her steady.

Song Yuqi buried her face in his collar, her tears soaking a patch of his white shirt.

"Jiang Che, you bastard..."

"I'll sign it. I'll sign it first thing tomorrow morning. Anyone who goes back on their word is a dog."

Jiang Che hugged the person in his arms tighter, nuzzled her hair with his chin, and chuckled:

"This was agreed to in front of millions of people across the internet; there's no going back on it."

"I won't go back on my word!"

Song Yuqi raised her head, her eyes red as she glared at him:

"If you dare to treat me badly, I'll curse you out in front of tens of thousands of people at the concert!"

"Okay, I'll hand you the microphone."

Jiang Che raised his hand and used his thumb to wipe the water from her face.

The commotion from the audience grew louder and louder.

"Give me a kiss!"

"Give me a kiss!"

"Director Wu, turn off the lights! We want to see a live kiss!"

Director Wu pushed the lever in front of the control panel and shouted into the walkie-talkie:

"Close-ups from all camera angles! Extreme close-ups!"

"Whoever lost the camera angle will be sent to clean the toilets on the back hill tomorrow!"

Jiang Che looked at the girl in his arms, whose face was flushed.

"There's a lot of public demand for this, what's your opinion, Teacher Song?"

Song Yuqi bit her lower lip, her cheeks burning, and her voice was very soft:

"You got off easy."

Jiang Che chuckled, reached out and supported the back of her neck, then leaned down and pressed his head against hers.

Fireworks rose into the sky from the sea, blooming in patches.

The golden, red, and pink lights illuminated the beach.

The drones lined up in a large heart shape overhead, encircling the people on the observation deck in bright light.

The fans in the audience jumped and shouted, and some even wiped their eyes and laughed.

Chen He rubbed his face off the stage and picked up the large steamer.

"Alright, alright! Mission accomplished!"

"Old Wu, immediately cut off the live stream! The remaining content is exclusive to paid users and cannot be broadcast!"

Deng Chao laughed heartily beside him:

"That's a wrap! Let's go get some crab roe buns!"

The sea breeze brushes across the pier.

Jiang Che stepped back half an inch and looked down at her wet eyes.

Song Yuqi rested her head against his chest, listening to the thumping of his heartbeat.

The two of them have walked together from their high school desks to this day, finally settling down on this late summer evening.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Song Yuqi!"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Jiang Che!"

—The End—

Waaaaah, it's finally over!

To write this final chapter, the author stayed up several nights in a row, and even pulled out a lot of hair QAQ.

Ten years of unrequited love have finally come to fruition. For the sake of how sweet this is, please, handsome men and beautiful women, spare some free gifts or tips!

The child is starving, please give him some food, please!