Guo Zekai looked at those eight characters, feeling the urge to cry. Wasn’t it just a small prank? How could it have attracted a hacker? Qin Jiran’s fans are really too violent!
Protest! Unable to find the hacker to protest to, Guo Zekai wanted to find Qin Jiran to complain, but at this time, Qin Jiran had already left the set with Su Yanyi, enjoying their world for two.
Qin Jiran took the initiative to hold Su Yanyi’s hand, and the two of them walked like a couple on campus, feeling very satisfied just by holding hands. Their love was pure and silly, their hands swinging as they strolled under the sunlight, with all troubles seeming to vanish.
Since Tianxiu Manor had just finished construction and wasn’t officially open to the public yet, there were very few people around. The two walked on a pebbled path, with the tranquil atmosphere feeling very comfortable and undisturbed, exuding a sense of unrestrained ease.
"When we’re old, living in a place like this would be wonderful," Qin Jiran obviously liked this kind of environment, but what he looked forward to even more was living there with the person by his side until old age.
Actually, where you are doesn’t matter that much. What’s important is who you live with.
Qin Jiran couldn’t help but imagine two old people holding hands and walking together. If he really could walk into that time with Yanyi, it would be the greatest happiness of his life.
"Yanyi, do you like it?" Qin Jiran tightened his grip on her hand, asking with great anticipation.
Do I like it? Su Yanyi surveyed the surroundings, the desolation, nice scenery—so this was what Qin Jiran liked?
"Barely acceptable," Su Yanyi responded matter-of-factly. She wasn’t a woman who understood romance, nor was she good at sweet nothings. She valued promises greatly and disliked lying, which is why she voiced her truest feelings.
She was willing to be with this man, but that didn’t mean she would compromise herself to appease him. For a relationship to last, one must be true to themselves, not pretend to like something when they don’t. Such a relationship would be maladjusted unless you can completely change yourself, or else a day will come when you can’t stand it anymore.
However, Su Yanyi still added, "If you like it, we can come here often in the future."
Hearing Su Yanyi’s words, Qin Jiran felt a bit disappointed at first, but her latter statement lifted his spirits. Yanyi’s consideration for him made him very happy and touched.
"I like it wherever you are. Wherever you want to go, we’ll go there," Qin Jiran said sincerely. He was willing to make any changes for Yanyi because nothing was more important to him in life than Yanyi. Her preferences became his own!
One could say that Qin Jiran’s thinking was exactly the opposite of Su Yanyi’s, but in reality, these were just two ways of being together, and their goal was the same—to live well with each other.
Su Yanyi was somewhat self-willed yet knew how to be accommodating. She lived true to herself with Qin Jiran, while he regarded everything about Su Yanyi as supremely important, doting and indulgent. Weren’t these two complementing and compensating for each other perfectly? To put it in layman’s terms, their personalities were a perfect match. At least when they seemed to be speaking different languages, Su Yanyi felt a tacit understanding, not like playing the lute to a cow. That itself was a kind of joy, wasn’t it?
[System, would you say Qin Jiran’s liking to be with me counts as a private habit?] Su Yanyi asked somewhat helplessly. Recently, she had been earnestly searching but hadn’t found anything that could be considered a private habit, which made her anxious.
[Master, this cannot count, oh no. Everyone knows the male master likes being with you. Plus, if this counted, then the male master’s liking for you, his desire to be with you, his enjoyment of kissing you, his liking for close contact with you, his fondness for everything related to you, wouldn’t all have to be considered? Therefore, this is not permissible.] Before the System could respond, Zero Zero One, the little system assistant, popped out, shaking its tiny head seriously, rattling off a whole bunch of words in one breath.
Su Yanyi’s lips twitched as she listened. What did it mean by enjoying kissing her, enjoying close contact with her? Why did she feel like she was being deliberately reminded of something?
Kissing, close contact... she hadn’t even considered these things, okay?
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