A Forehead Kiss Seals Their Love

The fireworks in the night sky continued to bloom tirelessly, like a grand and extravagant stage play performed solely for the two spectators atop the tower.

Amid the gaps between the booming fireworks, Huo Wu could hear her own heartbeat with startling clarity. Looking into Zhang Bufan's eyes—so focused and gentle beneath the flickering bursts of light—she felt as though she might be drawn into them.

His words just now had been like the hottest flames, instantly igniting every hesitation and shred of shyness in her heart.

The person he most wanted to protect...

She recalled his "frivolity" when they first met, his "teasing" during the competition, his "overbearing" guidance at the Training Ground late at night, his "high-handed" affection while they shopped, and today, the thunderous fury he had displayed because someone had insulted her before the watching crowds... Every little moment from the past flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

This man was powerful and mysterious. Sometimes, he was terribly glib; sometimes, he was so domineering that he made her angry. But the way he treated her well was so real, so... beyond doubt.

All her pride and awkwardness suddenly seemed so insignificant at this moment.

Watching the ever-changing emotions in her eyes—from surprise to shyness, from reminiscence to a gradually sharpening resolve—Zhang Bufan knew the time was right.

He took a small step forward, closing the already short distance between them. He could clearly smell the faint, unique fragrance emanating from Huo Wu, warm like flames.

His sudden approach made Huo Wu's body stiffen slightly, but she did not retreat. Her breathing merely grew more rapid, and her long lashes trembled softly like butterfly wings, revealing the unrest in her heart.

"Huo Wu," Zhang Bufan said. Against the backdrop of the fireworks, his voice was unusually low and magnetic, carrying an undeniable gentleness. "I know I can be a little unreliable sometimes. A little annoying."

Huo Wu could not help wanting to nod, but in the end, she held herself back and merely looked at him with those breathtakingly beautiful eyes misted with moisture.

"But," he continued, his tone turning incomparably serious, even carrying a trace of reverence, "my feelings for you are real."

He gazed into her eyes and said clearly, word by word, "From the first time I saw you on the competition grounds, burning like a flame—so dazzling, so proud—I knew you were the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with."

(A classic moment: A forehead kiss seals their love!)

"So," he took a deep breath and asked the most important question, his voice so gentle it was as though he feared disturbing the beauty of the moment, "now that the tournament is over and we've won the championship... can you be my girlfriend?"

There were no flowery words, no further promises—only the most direct and sincere question.

The moment he spoke the words "spend the rest of my life," Huo Wu's heart completely melted into scorching magma. All her restraint and concerns crumbled before his clumsy yet earnest confession.

Looking at his handsome face so close to hers, at the undisguised anticipation and nervousness in his eyes, she was overwhelmed by a tremendous surge of courage and happiness.

She did not answer with words.

She simply closed her eyes slightly. Then, she tilted up her beautiful face, like that of a Flame Sprite, and offered it to him. It was a silent yet unmistakable signal—I'm willing.

Her long lashes, like resting butterflies, cast faint shadows over her smooth cheeks. Her softly trembling lips revealed the excitement and shyness in her heart.

Seeing her so willing before him, Zhang Bufan's heart filled with immense joy and tenderness. He knew he had succeeded.

He was neither impatient nor reckless.

He slowly lowered his head, like a pilgrim approaching the holiest sanctuary.

His target was not her tempting red lips, but her smooth, fair forehead, radiating a faint warmth.

An unimaginably gentle kiss, like a feather brushing the surface of water, like sunlight melting ice and snow, landed softly and tenderly upon Huo Wu's forehead.

Boom—!

At that very moment, the largest and most brilliant burst of fireworks exploded across the night sky. Golden, red, and purple rains of light blanketed the heavens, as though heaven and earth themselves were bearing witness to this moment!

The instant Zhang Bufan's lips touched her forehead, Huo Wu's body shuddered violently. An indescribable current, mingling utter shyness with immense happiness, surged through every part of her body. She felt her cheeks—and even her entire body—flush as red as the most blazing sunset on the horizon.

She did not dodge or push him away. Instead, after that initial tremor, her body gradually relaxed, and she even... unconsciously leaned a little closer to him.

The kiss did not last long.

Yet when Zhang Bufan's lips left her forehead, both of them felt as though an entire century had passed.

Huo Wu slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze shimmered with tears, carrying an unprecedented bashfulness and charm. She shot him a gentle glare and whispered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's, "...Idiot."

Rather than a rebuke, that "idiot" was the sweetest possible pout.

Zhang Bufan smiled, utterly happy and satisfied. He reached out and gently drew her into his arms.

This time, Huo Wu did not struggle. She simply obediently leaned against his solid, warm chest, listening to his strong, slightly rapid heartbeat and feeling a sense of security and happiness unlike anything she had ever known.

The fireworks in the night sky gradually thinned and finally fell silent. Yet the lights of Heaven Dou City remained dazzling, while the fireworks in their hearts had only just begun and would never fade.

(Inner monologue — Huo Wu: That idiot... just like that... he tricked me into becoming his... But... why does it feel so good...?)

(Inner monologue — Zhang Bufan: Done! Mission accomplished! Starting today, I'm a guy with a girlfriend too! And such a beautiful, fiery girlfriend at that! Hahahaha!)

(Famous quote/adapted version: "I knew at a glance that I'd met the right person." — At this moment, no glance was needed; one kiss on the forehead had decided a lifetime.)

(Commentary — Spectator G, if they could see it: Champion Trophy? What's that? Does it smell nice? Look at them! Winning the championship, confessing, showing off their love—all in one go! Now that's a true winner in life!)

Their relationship, at the highest point of Heaven Dou City and beneath the witness of fireworks filling the sky, finally broke through all ambiguity and testing, becoming official.