One Minute, I Want This Person's Contact Information...

"I made a wish upon a star," Gu Suian said in a light tone, but Wen Feiran could sense the intense emotions hidden beneath.

"I've encountered the most difficult problem of my life. My past experience is completely useless. I've asked many people for help and received a lot of advice, but I'm still at a loss. With no other option, I can only make a wish upon the galaxy."

"Every night I look at the starry sky like this, waiting for a miracle to happen. A while ago I saw a shooting star. Maybe shooting stars really do have magical power and brought him back."

Wen Feiran's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously asked, "Who is he?"

Gu Suian's eyes reflected the starlight. "Perhaps it's a god."

Wen Feiran's expression showed a hint of confusion.

In his mind, Gu Suian was surrounded by an aura, as if any difficulty could be easily solved in front of him. Wen Feiran could not imagine what kind of problem required Gu Suian to pray to the stars and expect God to solve it.

Wen Feiran didn't dare to press further, afraid of hurting Gu Suian again, and could only offer a weak consolation, "You've already done very well. If you couldn't solve the problem, no one else could either. Although that period was tough, things are looking up now. Believe me, believe that the shooting star will always be on your side."

"Is that so?" Gu Suian turned her head and looked at him intently, as if she wanted to get reassurance from him.

Wen Feiran seemed to be bewitched; her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.

How could he possibly solve a problem that requires prayer to God? Gu Suian is giving him far too much credit.

Nevertheless, Wen Feiran couldn't bear to Gu Suian heartbroken, and said almost unconsciously, "It will."

Gu Suian for three seconds, the curve of his lips growing wider and wider. In that instant, Wen Feiran felt a sense of relief from him, as if his broken self had been pieced back together.

Wen Feiran frowned slightly, feeling a pang of heartache for Gu Suian.

What could be so difficult that it caused him such pain and made him so cautious?

The two men came from completely different backgrounds and social classes, and with his limited experience, he couldn't offer any real help.

Wen Feiran suddenly felt a little discouraged.

It would be better if he were stronger.

Gu Suian sensed this emotion and lowered his eyes slightly.

His voice was deep and resonant, enveloping him as if whispering in his ear, "Feiran, I hope you're always happy by my side."

These words crossed the line between friends, causing Wen Feiran's eyelashes to tremble uncontrollably. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked directly at Gu Suian.

Neither of them spoke; a strange feeling lingered between them, and even the air seemed as thick and sticky as honey.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Feiran abruptly looked away as if struck by lightning, tilted her head back to gaze at the sky, her chest heaving as she took deep breaths of the cool sea breeze.

No, if this continues, he really won't be able to hold on!

His heart pounded faster and faster, pounding against his sternum. A tingling, numb sensation spread through him, and an emotion grew stronger, almost surging through his body. Wen Feiran could only cover his chest with one hand and press the other against his increasingly hot face.

I can't keep deceiving myself anymore.

His fans' feelings are about to change!!

Chapter 44 One minute, I need this person's contact information...

After realizing her own ulterior motives, Wen Feiran dared not get too Gu Suian, fearing that he would discover her secret.

He dredged up some old, trivial matters in his mind, trying to distract himself, but Gu Suian was right beside him, her presence enveloping him, which was a great test for him.

Wen Feiran's face was still flushed, and his heart was beating stronger. All of this was a warning to him. Wen Feiran endured half the night, not daring to lie down and share a bed with Gu Suian.

As night deepened, Wen Feiran's eyes grew increasingly heavy. He was so sleepy that he almost lost consciousness, retaining only a slight awareness of the outside world. His head sank, as if he had rested it on something.

Everything felt like a dream. He felt a pair of strong hands gripping his shoulders, and through the thin fabric, he could feel a soothing and warm sensation.

The flavor is very gentle, with a delicate, almost fragile quality, as if it were a precious treasure that needed to be handled with care and deeply loved.

His body was laid flat, the soft blanket pressed against his cheek, and Wen Feiran's tense body lines finally relaxed. He mumbled something, then his eyebrows and eyes relaxed. He rubbed his head against the soft blanket, finding a more comfortable angle.

His action was very much like that of a small animal. Wen Feiran, half-asleep, heard a soft laugh, and warmth enveloped him, as if he had returned to his childhood. He was patted twice as if being comforted.

Thank you for coming back to me.

This was the last thing he heard before his consciousness completely faded into darkness.

There was a transparent window in the attic roof, and the sunlight shone in unobstructed. My eyes felt the light, and my eyelashes trembled involuntarily.

But the light disappeared the next second, and Wen Feiran moved to a more comfortable position and continued to sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he finally woke up. He had stayed up until the wee hours of the morning, but now he felt no fatigue at all; every cell in his body was full of energy.

Wen Feiran stretched and looked around, but couldn't find Gu Suian. The events of last night uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

He coughed twice, trying to cover up his misunderstanding, and banished these irrelevant thoughts from his mind.

So what if the fans' feelings have changed? So what if he likes Gu Suian?

It would be strange if she didn't like Gu Suian!

As long as Gu Suian and others don't find out, this matter will remain his secret and won't cause him any trouble.

After mentally preparing herself, Wen Feiran threw off the covers and went downstairs to wash up.