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

Downstairs in Jinxiu Garden residential complex.

Old Zhou, wearing a dark gray jacket and gold-rimmed glasses, stood behind a bench next to the flower bed.

He was holding a survey report in a brown paper bag.

The report has a total of seventeen pages.

The first page contains Xu Qing's identity information and photo.

The second page is a photocopy of the rental contract for the sixteenth floor of Jinxiu Garden.

Pages 3 through 12 summarize Xu Qing's travel itinerary over the past two weeks.

Starting on page thirteen, there is a handwritten timetable.

The title reads: "The Daily Activity Patterns of the Target Audience."

The above is recorded in great detail.

From Monday to Friday, I go to Yonghui Supermarket outside the east gate of the community to buy groceries between 10:00 and 11:00 AM.

They prefer to buy tomatoes, eggs, noodles, and apples.

I bought an extra batch of oranges on Wednesday.

He doesn't go out from 2 PM to 6 PM every day, which suggests he's working from home.

Old Zhou closed the report, took out his phone, and dialed Luo Tianxiong's number.

I answered it after it rang once.

"Sir, we've found out."

Old Zhou's voice was very low.

"That kid does live here. On the sixteenth floor, the apartment is rented under the young lady's name. He even cooks for her every day."

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"Cook?"

Luo Tianxiong's voice came through the microphone.

"My daughter, Luo Tianxiong's daughter, went to be a guinea pig for some poor boy?"

Old Zhou didn't dare to reply.

Luo Tianxiong asked another question.

"Is he a good cook?"

Old Zhou flipped to the last page of the report.

"Based on the information about garbage sorting and recycling, it can be inferred that the man is good at making noodles and occasionally stir-fries. Burnt egg residue was found in the kitchen waste."

A cold snort came from the other end of the phone.

"You can't even fry an egg properly, yet you dare to cook for my daughter."

"Get the car ready."

"I'll go and confront this blond kid who stole my instrument myself tomorrow."

Old Zhou responded.

Just as he was about to hang up, Luo Tianxiong added another sentence.

"Oh, right."

"Bring me my bottle of 1982 Lafite."

Old Zhou was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, you're here to confront someone, why are you bringing wine?"

"What if we get along well?"

Luo Tianxiong hung up the phone.

Old Zhou stood downstairs and glanced at the light on the sixteenth floor.

shook his head.

-

At the same time.

"Xiao Yu" is now available on Tencent Music.

There was no pre-launch hype, no publicity, and no advance promotion.

It just quietly appeared in the first position of the homepage recommendations.

It's clearly written in the song information section.

Lyrics by: Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze.

Composer: Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze.

Arrangement: Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze.

Producer: Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze.

Singer: Luo Qianyu.

Within the first minute of its release, it garnered over 100,000 views.

It broke one million in the fifth minute.

Half an hour later, Penguin Music's servers crashed again.

This is the third time this year.

The head of the technical department was holding his head at his workstation.

"Could you please give us a heads-up before releasing a song? Our servers have to be salvaged every time a song is released."

The comment section was flooded with the maximum of 99,000 comments within ten minutes.

Top comment

"This isn't releasing a song; it's like bringing the Civil Affairs Bureau right in front of us."

"'There are always some amazing encounters, like when I met you'—I, a single person, listened to the whole song and immediately threw my phone away."

"Mingyue Qingfeng is spoiling Luo Qianyu rotten, isn't he? He even tailored a love song just for her, and the lyrics are so sweet they're making my blood sugar rise."

"Did anyone notice that Luo Qianyu's voice trembled when she sang the last line, 'I really want to be with you'? This wasn't acting."

"Where are those people who said Luo Qianyu had a flat, watery voice? Come out and show yourselves! Why don't you let Su Man sing this song?"

"Has Chen Shiyu deleted her posts? She deleted them, right? Did she delete them completely?"

The trending topics list was completely dominated by it.

The first five items are all related to "Xiao Yu".

#Xiaoyu's online video views surpass 50 million#

#The sweetness of the fish in the bright moon and gentle breeze is too high#

#Xiaoyu's Lyrics Detailed Analysis#

#BrightMoonAndGentleWindWriteSongsOnlyForLuoQianyu#

#Who do you think you are, Su Man?#

The last one was posted by netizens themselves.

It has absolutely nothing to do with the new song.

But everyone just wants to keep doing it.

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The sixteenth floor of Jinxiu Garden.

Luo Qianyu, wearing that wrinkled pink starfish pajama set, sat casually on Xu Qing's lap.

The phone was held up in front of the two people.

The comments on the screen were still refreshing rapidly.

"This is well said - 'Mingyue Qingfeng and Luo Qianyu are the sweetest CP in the Chinese music scene, no arguments allowed.'"

Luo Qianyu shoved her phone in front of Xu Qing's face.

Xu Qing tilted his head slightly and continued typing with one hand.

"I saw it."

"Can't you act a little happier?"

"I'm very happy."

Xu Qing's face showed no sign of happiness.

Luo Qianyu forked a piece of apple from the fruit plate on the coffee table and stuffed it into her mouth.

After chewing a couple of bites, he picked up his phone again and continued scrolling.

"Hahaha, this one is even more brilliant—'I suggest Mingyue Qingfeng and Luo Qianyu get married right now, and I'll give them a wedding gift.'"

Xu Qing forked a piece of apple from the fruit plate, didn't eat it, and directly offered it to Luo Qianyu's mouth.

Luo Qianyu opened its mouth and bit down.

His cheeks were bulging.

"And this one too—'When Luo Qianyu sings 'Xiao Yu,' her joy is impossible to hide; it's not something an actress can fake.'"

Luo Qianyu became more and more excited as she looked at it.

She turned her head and stared at Xu Qing's profile.

"Xu Qing."

"Um."

I want to kiss you as a reward.

Xu Qing paused for a moment while typing.

"Your mouth is covered in apple juice."

Luo Qianyu ignored him and leaned over to give Xu Qing a quick kiss on the cheek.

Xu Qing had a wet lip print on her face.

He raised his hand and touched it.

There was a little juice on my finger.

"Are you a dog? You drool so much."

Luo Qianyu angrily punched him in the chest.

"Can't you just cooperate for a second!"

"Cooperate with what?"

"I'm happy to go along with it. What should a normal boyfriend say in this situation? He should say, 'Baby, you sang so well, I'm so proud of you.'"

Xu Qing finally stopped typing.

He turned to look at Luo Qianyu.

"baby."

Luo Qianyu got goosebumps all over her body.

"No, no, no! Stop yelling. It's too scary."

Xu Qing's lips twitched slightly.

Luo Qianyu's heart skipped a beat when she saw his ambiguous smile.

She put her phone on the coffee table.

"Xu Qing."

"Um."

"Don't you think the lights are really bright today?"

"The lights you installed."

"I think we can turn one of the lights off."

Why?

"Saves electricity."

Xu Qing looked at her for three seconds.

Then he reached out and turned off the floor lamp behind him.

The only light in the living room was from the computer screen.

Luo Qianyu was still sitting on his lap, their faces very close together.

Xu Qing raised her hand and wiped away the bit of apple juice from the corner of her mouth.

His finger lingered on her lips for a second.

Luo Qianyu didn't move.

Xu Qing didn't move either.

The two of them just looked at each other.

Then Xu Qing lowered her head.

He kissed her.

Luo Qianyu's phone vibrated again on the coffee table.

A new trending topic has emerged.

#Xiaoyu's video garnered over 100 million views in two hours#

Nobody's watching.

The phone screen lit up for a few seconds and then automatically turned off.

The two people on the sofa had completely forgotten about their phones.

Luo Qianyu's hand gripped the collar of Xu Qing's sweater tightly.

Xu Qing rested one hand on the sofa armrest and the other hand on the back of her head.

Luo Qianyu sank into the sofa cushions.

She nudged Xu Qing's shoulder.

There was no progress.

I pushed it again.

"Xu Qing." The voice was muffled.

"Um."

You've pressed down on the remote control.

Xu Qing reached out and pulled the remote control out of the sofa cushions and threw it onto the carpet.

Then continue.

Luo Qianyu's starfish pajamas had the collar askew on her shoulder.

The ears are so hot they could fry an egg.

"Xu Qing."

"What's wrong now?"

"The curtains aren't drawn."

Xu Qing didn't even look up.

"The sixteenth floor. Unless someone has set up binoculars in the building across the street."

Luo Qianyu opened her mouth as if to speak.

His mouth was gagged.

On the computer screen, the document "Goodbye." is still lit up.

The cursor was blinking at the end of Chapter 3.

Waiting for someone who won't be coming back tonight.