In the end, they never finished the movie.
Because Yu Xiuyuan suddenly remembered that he still had a song to give Su Ziming.
He was so busy, day in and day out.
Yu Xiuyuan returned to the bedroom and found that Su Ziming had already washed up and was ready for bed.
Yu Xiuyuan sat down beside his bed.
He took his phone out of his pocket and sent Su Ziming "Ten Years," which he had written out beforehand.
"Here's the song I promised you. Take a look first. We can have our managers sign the contract later."
Su Ziming opened WeChat, his gaze moving down the lyrics on the screen, line by line.
"This song..." His voice trembled with excitement.
"It's good, right? Absolutely top-notch." There was no way this song wouldn't be a hit.
Su Ziming stared at the screen, reluctant to look away, but still cast Yu Xiuyuan a hesitant glance.
"This song is so good. Are you really not going to sing it yourself?"
Yu Xiuyuan got up to leave.
"Stop right there. I'm not creating more work for myself."
Su Ziming was picking up bad habits too.
Anyone who made him work was no good.
He grabbed a bar of soap to take a shower. It was time for bed.
He was looking for his pajamas when Yun Chuan returned, carrying the coat.
Yu Xiuyuan watched him lay the coat on the bed and fold it carefully, smoothing every corner with his hands.
Then he carefully placed it in his suitcase and fastened the combination lock.
His movements were leisurely yet meticulous, as though he were savoring something that brought him immense pleasure.
For some reason, Yu Xiuyuan's face grew warm.
After Yun Chuan set the suitcase against the wall, he noticed the pajamas in