Moscow, Fireworks#
Huijian at the end of " Butterfly on the Fingertips "#
# Real Life, DatingVarietyShow#
#Happy Birthday Shen Shuangjian #
Shen Shuangjian, trending on Weibo#
Of the fifty trending topics on Weibo, almost all of the top spots were related to Shen Shuangjian, while the next twenty or so were some less important trending topics about Shen Shuangjian.
[ Xie Jinghui, how many harsh winters will it take before you willingly embrace spring?]
[Twenty-six, because in the twenty-seventh winter, he found his spring.]
[ Xie Jinghui. You should truly be at peace now and starting to be happy.]
[That game of chess where he conceded defeat, the unspoken words on the beach, the countless times his eyes gazed at you in the camera's lens, the two months of ridicule he endured without uttering a word, the unwavering persistence of waiting an hour in the cold wind, the three months of suffering he so easily dismissed, and now the fireworks display across Moscow — Xie Jinghui never says "I love you," because his love is already common knowledge.]
[A divine product...]
[Holy crap, are you guys eating this heartily when you Huijian?]
[That's right (proudly) (stands up)]
[Now, apart from official announcements, nothing can surprise me about my current shipping pairing.]
[Then what about all the couples I've shipped over the years who betrayed each other, avoided each other, and even actively broke up...?]
You have a good stomach.
[Damn, I checked out " Butterfly on the Fingertips," and this is a state banquet! A state banquet!]
[That's right, our sister usually Huijian state banquet food like snacks.]
[The password, jealousy, jealousy, I'm grinding my teeth to powder!]
[Because I'm so jealous, I'm going to write reverse-pairing fanfiction; I'll be producing a ton of garbage.]
Holy crap! That's so vicious!
[ Shen Shuangjian's life has been truly blessed. He has a brother who cherishes him like a precious jewel, a multitude of admirers, divinely chosen beauty, a heavy fortune, and a lover who loves him to the core. So what regret could he possibly have in his life?]
[Perhaps it was one day when he wanted to eat at a roadside stall, but his brother and husband both stopped him and forced him to go home and eat a more expensive and healthier meal.]
[...]
I'll pay the full amount for one serving of wontons.
[I was so angry that I paid for everything with the "use now, pay later" option.]
I'm so angry! This holiday is free for me!
[The thought that I'm stingy even with ten yuan, while Xie Jinghui lavishly spends tens or even hundreds of millions on fireworks to please his wife makes me laugh at my own poverty.]
[Someone has calculated that it would cost approximately 80 million RMB.]
[Only 80 million? I thought such a big event would cost at least 100 million.]
I'll fight you rich people to the death!
Seeing how happy he is, I almost thought I wasn't that ugly, fat, and unfashionable person anymore. Just thinking about how I was called a "stud pig" in middle school makes me want to laugh (facepalm and wry smile)
[Baby, this isn't funny. You don't need to talk about your pain as a joke.]
[Although I'm a huge fan of Shen Shuangjian, I want to say that even if he is Shen Shuangjian, he's not superior to anyone else. Everyone is equal and born innocent.]
[People are different. It's undeniable that Shen Shuangjian has transcended the realm of ordinary people. He's been overly protected, possesses noble character, and is stunningly beautiful. He's loved not because he's some kind of heartthrob, but because he deserves to be loved by so many.]
[So, what is there left for Shen Shuangjian to strive for in this life? (facepalm and wry smile)]
[Navel orange.]
[?????]
[The thought that someone as stunning as Shen Shuangjian could be brought to tears in bed makes me want to laugh.]
[I'm really speechless, you little brat, just eat it, it's delicious.]
[Sister Chijian wandered in, Sister Chijian became angry, Sister Chijian wavered, Sister Chijian ate heartily, Chijian —no, Sister Huijian— buried her head and began kowtowing.]
[The thought that Xie Qingchi's CP fans have all betrayed him, leaving him alone to stubbornly persist, makes me want to laugh.]
[ Xie Jinghui: Qingchi, call her Auntie. Xie Qingchi: I'll call you Mom.]
[ Xie Qingchi: A smile is a form of politeness, but also a warning.]
[You guys are really... (facepalm and wry smile)]
[ Xie Qingchi: Shen Shuangjian a group of people around her who were loading goods. Gu Xuanlin pretentious, Yu Sheng was even more pretentious, and especially my old uncle who was still showing off his pheasant feathers—he was the most pretentious.]
[This appears to be Xie Qingchi himself logging in.]
[A glorious era Huijian, the whole city is in love, my parents finally got married!!!]
[ Huijian her sister without a word, only silently leaving behind a string of mysterious numbers.]
[I said Huijian, you said--!]
The following morning, Moscow enjoyed unusually fine weather.
The sun is warm, the water ripples gently, and even the frost and snow are gradually melting.
Shen Sixian has been extremely busy lately, with a back-to-back workload that has kept him working late into the night every day.
He went to bed late last night, so he woke up half an hour later this morning. He sluggishly got ready and was just about to go check if Shen Shuangjian was awake when he heard a very soft knock on the door.
Shen Sixian frowned, and walked over to open the door with some impatience. "Who is it—"
Before he could finish speaking, he paused in surprise, and then his expression changed, becoming gentle.
" Zhizhi?"
Normally, Shen Shuangjian would never take the initiative to knock on Shen Sixian's door or disturb Shen Sixian for any reason.
In their interactions, Shen Sixian was always the one who took the initiative to approach them and assume the attitude and obligations of an elder brother.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Shen Sixian casually brushed a strand of hair Shen Shuangjian's ear. "Tell your brother."
But what surprised him even more than Shen Shuangjian the initiative to knock on the door Shen Shuangjian her sudden apology.
"Sorry."
Shen Shuangjian his head, his eyes revealing no emotion. Through his loose black hair, his slender white nape was faintly visible, more beautiful and more fragile than a piece of jade porcelain passed down through generations.
"Only... Zhizhi?"
The instant Shen Shuangjian apologized, countless thoughts flashed through Shen Sixian's mind.
Why did Zhizhi apologize to him?
Did he get into some trouble? Or did he want to confess that he lied to him yesterday? Or perhaps something more serious—was he secretly hiding something worse from him, afraid that he would blame him?
"I'm sorry, the cake... I just noticed, you made it yourself."
Uneven cream, broken piping, tangled light strips, and an apology envelope.
All of this was to show Shen Shuangjian that the cake he had left on the table and ignored all night was actually made by Shen Sixian himself.
By the time he opened it again in the morning, it was already too late.
Shen Shuangjian before me, never raised his head; even looking down at him, I could see his trembling eyelashes.
Like a child realizing they've made a mistake for the first time, they're always especially anxious.
At this time, parental education is always particularly important, because if children are indulged, they may become more unruly, but if they are too strict, they will become more timid.
But Shen Sixian felt that the analogy was not quite right, so he reached out and gently cupped Shen Shuangjian's face.
"Why should I apologize? You did nothing wrong."
Shen Sixian's gaze remained gentle as he said, "Brother will never need your apology. Everything that belongs to me—whether it's money, power, or fame—also belongs to you."
"With your brother, you'll always be free and unrestrained, without fear of anything. As long as you're willing to occasionally tolerate your brother's overprotective and controlling nature, that's enough."
Shen Sixian never thought that Shen Shuangjian was a child who had made a mistake and should be punished.
He must be the Little Prince living in the castle tower, and the Little Prince is definitely the one.
Even if one day he becomes cold, arrogant, or even vicious under the influence of power and money.
But so what?
When you love someone, they can never be wrong, because love never makes sense.
Love should be indulgence, protection, and a willing surrender; it's the helpless sigh he lets out no matter what he's done that is morally reprehensible.
Love never ends.