Liu Zhizhong smiled faintly and said, "The third layer of meaning, actually, ever since we went to Devil National Highway 718, I've been missing you terribly. It's just that I had no time to see you again because I was training at the Provincial Party School. Luckily, you've been promoted and I've risen along with you. It's rare to get a vacation before taking office, so why not gather, not talk about work, and just talk about the scenery, the waves, and the coconut trees? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
His magnetic voice, lyrical tone, and a sincerity that seemed to come from deep within made Zhang Yuxing's ears tingle and her heartbeat speed up.
However, she deliberately kept a straight face and said coldly, "Goodness, you sneaky dog, is that how you fob me off? You make it sound better than singing! Hmph..."
After that, she clutched her bouquet of flowers and quickened her pace.
Watching her charming shadow and her daughter-like demeanor, Liu Zhizong's heart also surged with excitement.
He quickly caught up with Zhang Yuxing, lowered his head, and whispered into her ear, "Mayor Zhang, everything I said is absolutely true! You have no idea, after that trip we took, we both became a hit online!"
"Hit? What kind of hit?"
"Online, on 'Douyin.' Haven't you come across it?" Liu Zhizhong paused momentarily, then earnestly asked.
"Douyin, the idiot's assembly point? Haha, I have no interest in that. I haven't even downloaded it. The Douyin clips some family members share in the chat group are really vacuous, lowbrow, and devoid of any aesthetic value. I really don't understand why so many idiots enjoy watching it."
"Uh... idiot's assembly point?" Liu Zhizhong paused, then chuckled, "Well, there are idiots everywhere, but there are also enlightened wise people!"
Zhang Yuxing gave him a cold look. "So you consider yourself an enlightened wise man? How do you manage such self-promotion?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, feeling a mischievous pleasure in their banter.
He said, "Let's not talk about the wise and the idiots. Let's talk instead about how we became popular on Douyin, ah~~~~~" Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel※fire.net
Saying so, he took out his phone, opened Douyin, and pulled up a favorite video.
It was the video of Zhang Yuxing and Liu Zhizhong hugging at the edge of a cliff, where Zhang Yuxing's ex-boyfriend had tragically passed away before.
The mountain breeze was strong, and Zhang Yuxing's long hair covered their faces, making it impossible to recognize them.
All that could be seen was the deep embrace of a lovesick couple from the side, captured by a passing car's passengers. The camera shifted with the curve of the road, only capturing their profiles throughout.
The enticing figure of the woman, the fit physique of the man, set against a romantically aesthetic backdrop of distant mountains and a blue sky—the clip, lasting less than ten seconds, was phenomenal.
Liu Zhizhong pointed to the screen and said, "See, Mayor Zhang, 'likes' have broken a hundred thousand, comments have also broken a hundred thousand... I never expected us to be captured so beautifully. Look at these comments, aren't they sweet? 'At the right time, in the right place, meeting the right person...' And this one, this one..."
These statistics and comments genuinely astounded Zhang Yuxing.
She couldn't help but read many of them. After all, as a woman, it's normal to enjoy some vanity. The comments elevated her so highly and Liu Zhizhong as well, making her feel elated!
"Hmph, these mindless Douyin fans really know how to flatter! They truly must have a lot of free time! But what if people recognize us?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, "How could anyone recognize us? If it were possible, they would have recognized us from last year's incident. Look at these comments, those trying to identify us have failed. Now, without knowing the context, I wouldn't even recognize myself, only you."
"Why can you recognize me and not yourself? Explain."
Liu Zhizhong smiled gently, stood under the moonlight facing the sea, embodying a poised and charming demeanor. He put away his phone and said in a deep, magnetic, and affectionate voice, "I don't know when it started, but I no longer see myself when I look, only a woman named Zhang Yuxing. Even if she were standing on a cliff—even if she turned to ashes—I would recognize her, so profoundly, so poignantly..."