My Star has fallen into the sea.
Wen Jiu's pupils contracted slightly, and he stiffly raised his eyes. In the distance, a man's timid gaze, filled with probing, cautiously looked at him.
He heard his own voice, a sweet, teasing laugh, "We meet again~ Dare to look up at me this time?"
Upon hearing this, the man quickly lowered his head and awkwardly adjusted his baseball cap.
Cover your eyebrows and eyes.
All that could be seen was her pale, delicate chin and thin, slightly pursed lips, as if she were extremely nervous.
But the unconscious upturn of his lips silently betrayed his obedient and reserved secret joy.
"Am I some kind of monster? We've known each other for so long, why are you still so afraid of me?"
"No." The man lowered his head, mustered his courage, and said slowly but firmly, "You are my Star."
Wen Jiu had only made a casual joke, never expecting such a romantic response. He smiled and said:
"Next time we meet, I hope to see your real face. Don't always come fully disguised, or you might get dragged away by the security guard, hahaha."
"Also, I'm not Star, you are."
"You are the ones who shone the light upon me."
"Ahhhhh, honey, you're so good at this!!!"
"Honey, look this way! Holy crap, I'm dead! Honey, I'm here--"
"My wife is so beautiful! I love you, my wife!!"
"Honey, you've been so busy lately, remember to rest when you get home!"
"It's gotten colder lately, honey, remember to wear more layers! Take good care of yourself!"
" Brother Qu Brother Qu! Be nicer to our son, he's lost weight!"
Surrounded by enthusiastic screaming fans, Wen Jiu quickly looked away from him. Feng Chi had just mentally prepared himself when his Star was gone.
Feng Chi stood still, watching the boy smile and greet other fans, his face drowned out by wave after wave of screams.
Next time, Feng Chi thought.
Next time we meet, I will definitely muster up the courage to see you with my head held high.
But there won't be a next time.
" Feng Chi." At the grand banquet in Y Country, Feng Chi received a call from Lin Changfeng. He walked to a corner and heard the other person say, "Something's happened."
This deal is crucial to whether the Feng can successfully enter the Y country market; its importance is self-evident, and Lin Changfeng will not interfere unless absolutely necessary.
Unless, something happened to Wen Jiu.
Upon receiving the news, Feng Chi canceled all subsequent meetings and prepared to return by private plane. However, before he could depart, he was stranded on the island due to extremely bad weather.
During this period, all methods were tried to Feng Chi, but every step seemed to be precisely blocked by an invisible calculation, making it impossible to move forward.
This was a meticulously planned murder.
"Check."
At four in the morning, Xu Mingzhuo struggled to get out of bed and ruffled his slightly stiff black hair with a bit of irritation.
"... OK."
"Also, arrange for someone to keep watch outside Wen Jiu's apartment; I don't want anyone disturbing him."
"I can only guarantee he won't run into paparazzi or reporters, but the online sentiment..." Xu Mingzhuo put on his coat, buttoned it up, picked up his phone, and walked briskly towards the entrance. "He should have already seen it."
" The Malice online is many times greater than in reality; he might not be able to withstand it," Xu Mingzhuo said in a low voice. " Feng Chi, you protected him too well before."
Feng Chi's fingertips trembled slightly, a sense of powerlessness crept up his spine, and the man's tall body suddenly bent over.
Feng Chi held his phone in both hands, opened his mouth, and after a long pause, said in a hoarse voice, "... I'll be back soon."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Chi contacted Lin Changfeng again.
"The public relations department is already trying to figure something out, but it might be very tricky." Lin Changfeng said seriously, "How much longer will it take on your end?"
"... at the latest one day."
Feng Chi had no idea what Wen Jiu had gone through in the past day or so, nor could he imagine how much Malice he had endured.
All I remember is that after returning to China, I was caught in a five-hour-long, anxious search.
Under so many eyes, the boy seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving no trace.
Feng Chi saw the person he had been longing for again at the seaside.
The boy gradually disappeared into the deep sea; under the moonlight, even his silhouette turned into foam.
" Wen Jiu --!!!"
" Feng Chi!"
" President Feng!"
"Stop him!"
So grief-stricken, even breathing was painful.
Feng Chi could recall about that night, besides the pain of loss, was chaos.
The surging seawater engulfed his eardrums; he shouted desperately but received no reply; he reached out frantically, but could only watch helplessly as his Star dimmed and gradually disappeared into the sea.
In the days that followed, Feng Chi was filled with regret.
If God could give me another chance, I would definitely wipe out all those who tried to harm you.
If time could turn back, I would definitely have mustered up the courage to stand in front of you at the beginning of the story.
I must... stand in front of you immediately.
Tell everyone, and tell you my name—
Feng Chi.
" Feng Chi... Feng Chi..."
A familiar boyish voice pierced through the dream, softly echoing above my head, like a dreamlike illusion.
Feng Chi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
The boy's slightly reddened peach blossom eyes blinked gently, and seeing that he was awake, he breathed a silent sigh of relief.
"You had a nightmare." Wen Jiu's hands were tightly clenched in his palms, and she could only signal with her eyes. "Suddenly, you started convulsing and shaking, so I had to wake you up."
Are you still feeling unwell?
Feng Chi felt a lump in his throat and suddenly rushed over, embracing his boy with utmost tenderness.
"Mmm." Feng Chi hugged the person tightly, nuzzling and kissing them.
"I feel terrible."
The days after losing you were filled with excruciating pain.
I killed everyone who hurt you; the blood behind me stains the world without you crimson.
It wasn't until you bumped into my arms at the dinner party that my lifeless heart came alive again.
Wen Jiu...
"I love you."
I would give my life to love you.
The man was so big, yet so soft and clingy, all wet and sticky. Wen Jiu was pinned down by him, wanting to push him away but unable to, and could only let him kiss her.
When she was released, the corners of her eyes were slightly red.
"You..." Wen Jiu weakly slapped Feng Chi's hand, wanting to curse but feeling sorry for him. The curse words rolled around in her mouth but she couldn't bring herself to say them.
"What's wrong?"
"I dreamt that you didn't want me anymore." After a long while, the emptiness and palpitations in her heart slowly dissipated, Feng Chi looked at him pitifully with red eyes.
I dreamt that you left me alone somewhere, and no matter how much I called you, you wouldn't come back.
"Isn't I right here?" Wen Jiu asked, puzzled. "When did I ever say I didn't want you?"
Why do I feel so insecure?
Feng Chi: "Want some?"
Wen Jiu nodded. "Yes."
Please, she's his wife! If he doesn't want her, who will?
Feng Chi blinked her eyelashes slightly, her smile bright and dazzling.
"Alright, stop laughing." Wen Jiu was embarrassed by his laughter, so she coughed lightly and, after confirming that he was alright, began to settle the accounts.
"Now, I have a few questions for you to answer truthfully."
Feng Chi was unaware that his disguise had been exposed. He still thought Wen Jiu was teasing him, so he obediently clung to her.
"No lying, no bluffing." Wen Jiu grabbed the Kumamon from the foot of the bed, raising its paw to stop him. "Get rid of that sticky feeling."
Feng Chi obediently stopped.
"Sit still."
Feng Chi blinked and straightened his posture.
"Stop laughing, stop looking so alluring, be serious."
Feng Chi pursed his thin lips and nodded.
"Very good." Wen Jiu stared intently at him, delivering a devastating blow.
" May the Stars Have No Tears, is that you?"