Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

The public outcry continued for three days.

Things have completely spiraled out of control.

The imaginations of various marketing accounts have exceeded the comprehension of normal people.

Someone discovered that Mingyue Qingfeng had once written a group song for a talent show. As a result, all seven members of that girl group were pulled out and paired up one by one.

Someone even created a long image titled "The Secret Love Timeline of Mingyue Qingfeng and Lin Xiaorou".

The evidence included includes, but is not limited to—

Lin Xiaorou used a moon emoji in one of her posts. The name Mingyue Qingfeng also contains the character for moon.

On October 17th last year, Lin Xiaorou posted a message saying, "The weather is so nice today." That same day, Mingyue Qingfeng updated a new song.

So they must be together.

Luo Qianyu sat on the sofa and finished looking at the long image.

Silent for a long time.

Then she flipped to the next one.

Another marketing account made a confident analysis that Mingyue Qingfeng's girlfriend is actually a folk singer who came from a talent show, because that singer covered "Encounter" in a live broadcast three months ago.

There are over 10,000 comments.

Most of them are making a fuss.

Luo Qianyu told herself not to look anymore.

Then I spent another forty minutes browsing.

This is the third consecutive night she has stayed up until the early hours of the morning scrolling through her browser.

On the first day, I was able to shut down the machine at midnight.

It was 1:30 a.m. the next day.

It's almost 2 o'clock today.

She turned her phone brightness down to the lowest setting and huddled under the covers, using the corner of the blanket to block out the light.

A new comment popped up on the screen.

"How could a musical genius like Mingyue Qingfeng possibly be interested in someone as bland as Luo Qianyu? She would definitely choose someone talented and good-looking within the industry."

Luo Qianyu stared at this comment for five seconds.

I tossed my phone onto the bed.

He rolled over.

He turned over again.

Then he picked up the phone again.

-

Noon the next day.

Luo Qianyu sat at the dining table with two heavy dark circles under her eyes.

A bowl of noodles cooked by Xu Qing was placed in front of him.

Xu Qing sat opposite her, watching her.

"What time did you go to bed last night?"

"Eleven o'clock."

Your dark circles tell me it's not eleven o'clock.

Luo Qianyu lowered her head and ate the noodles.

"11:30."

Xu Qing didn't say anything.

After finishing her meal, Luo Qianyu curled up back on the sofa.

He took out his phone and skillfully opened Weibo.

There are still three topics related to "bright moon and gentle breeze" on the trending search list.

She clicked on the latest one.

#Mingyue Qingfeng photographed seemingly traveling with a female celebrity#

Luo Qianyu almost jumped up from the sofa.

Click on it quickly.

A series of blurry candid photos of passersby.

A man wearing a hat and a woman wearing a white dress are walking together.

The shooting angle was so tricky that you couldn't see the face at all.

The comments section is already in an uproar.

Luo Qianyu zoomed in on the photo again and again.

Set it to the maximum multiplier.

The man's build was completely different from Xu Qing's.

He's at least ten centimeters shorter. And he has a beer belly.

Luo Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief.

But she still read the post twice from beginning to end.

It's 11 p.m.

After taking a shower, Luo Qianyu, as usual, curled up in bed and started scrolling through her phone.

I just opened the Weibo homepage.

A hand reached out from the side.

The phone was snatched directly from her hand.

Luo Qianyu was taken aback.

Xu Qing stood by the bed, holding her phone with a blank expression.

Give it back to me.

Xu Qing turned and left.

Luo Qianyu jumped off the bed barefoot and chased after him.

"Xu Qing! Give me your phone!"

Xu Qing entered the study.

Open the drawer.

Throw your phone in.

With a click, the lock closed.

He put the key in his pocket.

"you--"

Luo Qianyu rushed over and pulled at the drawer. It wouldn't budge.

"Xu Qing, are you crazy?! That's my phone!"

Xu Qing had already left the study.

Luo Qianyu chased after her.

Xu Qing walked around the sofa. Luo Qianyu followed, walking around the sofa.

Xu Qing walked to the dining table. Luo Qianyu followed her to the dining table.

The two of them walked around the living room three times.

Luo Qianyu was panting heavily.

"Stop!"

Xu Qing stopped.

Luo Qianyu was bent over, panting.

"Are you crazy? I'm not a child! What right do you have to confiscate my phone?!"

Xu Qing looked at her.

"Because you haven't slept well for three days. Because your dark circles are so heavy they could be used as eyeshadow. Because you bit your lip until it bled while scrolling through Weibo just now."

Luo Qianyu subconsciously licked her lips.

It does hurt a bit.

"I was just browsing—"

"You can't even see the red veins with a casual glance?"

Luo Qianyu was deflated.

He plopped down on the sofa.

"Then let me see you one last time. Just one last look."

"No."

"Half an eye."

"sleep."

Luo Qianyu hugged her pillow and pouted.

But she was really too sleepy.

After cursing the tyrant, he went back to his bedroom.

I slept until nine o'clock the next morning.

I didn't wake up even once during that time.

-

9:30 a.m.

When Luo Qianyu came out of the bedroom, Xu Qing was not in the living room.

The study door was closed.

She walked to the study door and knocked twice.

No one answered.

Push open the door.

The study was empty.

The computer screen is off.

The drawer lock was open.

The phone was placed on the table.

There was a note pressed down next to it.

"I went to buy some things and will be back at noon."

Luo Qianyu picked up her phone.

I opened Weibo as usual.

My finger just swiped to the trending topics list.

stunned.

It's the number one trending topic.

#MingyueQingfengOfficiallyAnnouncesRelationship#

burst.

Luo Qianyu's heart suddenly raced.

She clicked on it.

The official Weibo account of Mingyue Qingfeng posted a new update at 8:47 this morning.

No picture provided.

There is only one line of text.

"The song is written for my little fish. I don't care, but my little fish does."

Luo Qianyu stared at the screen.

I read it once.

I read it again.

I read it again.

My little fish cares.

Her hands began to tremble.

The comments section has exploded.

"My little fish??? Who is the little fish???"

"Wait a minute, isn't Luo Qianyu's online name 'Little Fish'???"

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, he must be talking about Luo Qianyu!!!"

"I don't care, but my little fish does—that's a really hurtful statement."

"Aaaaaaah, I'm dead!"

"Is Chen Shiyu here? Come out and take your beating."

Luo Qianyu flipped over to the bottom.

Someone took a screenshot of Chen Shiyu's homepage.

The post waiting for the wind has been deleted.

Chen Shiyu's team issued a clarification statement half an hour ago.

"Ms. Chen Shiyu and Mr. Mingyue Qingfeng have no personal relationship whatsoever. Her previous posts were personal reflections and have nothing to do with any public figures. I sincerely apologize for any misunderstandings caused."

Luo Qianyu read the clarification statement three times.

My feelings can only be described in two words.

comfortable.

She went back and read Xu Qing's statement a fourth time.

My little fish cares.

Luo Qianyu picked up a cushion from the desk and buried her face in it.

My ears are burning hot.

She huddled in the cushion for a full two minutes. When she looked up, her eyes were red.

She thought Xu Qing didn't care about anything.

I thought he was too lazy to even look at Weibo.

He saw it all.

She hadn't slept well for three days, and her temper was inexplicably bad during those three days; she even made a crunching sound when eating apples. He knew everything that lay beneath her irritability.

Then he disposed of it in the simplest way possible.

No explanation. No argument.

Just one sentence.

I do not care.

But my little fish cares.

The sound of a combination lock came from the entryway.

The door opened.

Xu Qing walked in carrying a plastic bag.

Luo Qianyu sat in a chair in the study, her phone still clutched in her hand. Her eyes were red.

Xu Qing changed into slippers and walked to the door of the study.

He glanced at Luo Qianyu's expression.

Then he held up the plastic bag in his hand.

"Eat glutinous rice balls. Sesame filling. Freshly cooked."

Luo Qianyu looked at him.

"Xu Qing."

"Um."

"Is the little fish you're talking about me?"

Xu Qing placed the plastic bag on the table and took out two bowls of hot glutinous rice balls from it.

Is there anyone else in this house?

Luo Qianyu stood up from her chair.

He walked up to Xu Qing.

She reached out a hand and tugged at his sleeve.

"Could you please ask me before saying things like that in the future? My heart can't take it."

Xu Qing pushed the glutinous rice balls in front of her.

"If you have a heart condition, go make an appointment."

Luo Qianyu punched him.

Xu Qing did not dodge.

Two bowls of glutinous rice balls were steaming. The aroma of sesame filled the entire study.

Luo Qianyu picked up the bowl and took a bite of the glutinous rice ball.

The sesame filling is flowing everywhere.

There was a piece of black sesame seed residue on the corner of his mouth.

Xu Qing reached out and wiped it off for her.

Luo Qianyu's ears started burning again.

-

That night.

Only one floor lamp was on in the living room.

Luo Qianyu nestled into Xu Qing's arms.

She shoved the Brazilian rosewood guitar into Xu Qing's hands.

"Playing a Song".

"What are you playing?"

"You know that."

Xu Qing placed the guitar across her lap.

Luo Qianyu leaned against his shoulder, her feet tucked into the sofa.

The sound of a guitar began to play.

What I want to see most is your smile.

"You are the best in my eyes."

This time, Xu Qing played the complete version. Not a single note was missed.

Luo Qianyu listened with her eyes closed.

The windows were tightly closed.

There was no leak this time.

The sound of the guitar and the two people's breathing echoed softly in the small apartment.

Outside the window, the city lights twinkle in every home.

Inside the room was a lamp, a zither, and two people.

Xu Qing finished playing the last chord.

Luo Qianyu remained silent.

She had already fallen asleep on his shoulder.

His breathing was even.

A slight smile still lingered at the corners of his mouth.

Xu Qing put down the guitar.

It didn't move.

He remained in that position, leaning against the sofa, letting Luo Qianyu rest her head on his shoulder.

The warm light from the floor lamp shone on the two of them.

Xu Qing glanced at Luo Qianyu's phone on the coffee table.

The statement was still displayed on the screen.

My little fish cares.

Xu Qing reached out and flipped her phone over.

Then he closed his eyes.