Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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In junior high school, Lu Wenfei was caught reading fanfiction about Xing Cheng and another male celebrity under her desk during class.
The homeroom teacher was a balding middle-aged man. He invited Lu Dangui to the school and, in front of Lu Dangui, recited the contents of the book with deep emotion: “Opening his eyes, which were as clear as lake water, Xing Cheng grabbed the hand of the person in front of him and placed it on his chest.”
“Brother, can you hear that? He’s smiling through his tears, and my heart beats only for you—”
The homeroom teacher tossed a thick volume of fan fiction onto the desk and shouted at Lu Dangui, “Look at what Lu Wenfei is reading every day!”
Lu Wenfei stood in the corner of the office, too ashamed to lift her head. Lu Dangui, her eldest brother, was also feeling publicly humiliated, wishing he could disappear into a hole in the ground.
They used to have plenty of these kinds of fanfiction books at street stalls. In the eyes of Xing Cheng’s fans, their Cheng Cheng had a charm that made him irresistible. He was delicate, soft, and easy to push over, making countless top male stars infatuated with him. He was the most seductive rose in the entertainment industry.
Unfortunately, this person was keen on posting inappropriate content on his homepage, showing off his collarbone one day and his leg piercing the next, as if afraid that others won’t know that he had a perfect body proportion.
From that time on, Lu Dangui had already disliked this person.
They don’t teach good things, but love to teach bad things to children.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, he was still able to find traces of Xing Cheng’s abuse in Lu Wenfei’s room.
The magazine he was holding just now was one of the first batches of his stock that he took to the garbage dump to destroy three years ago.
That was Xing Cheng’s first time appearing on the cover of one of the three major magazines. His medium-length brown hair was tied in a short ponytail at the back of his head. He faced the camera, sitting on a tall tree, swinging his legs. A red-eyed white snake was coiled on his arm, perched on his shoulder, its head raised and its tongue flicking.
On the cover, Xing Cheng had extended two fingers of his right hand, pressed them against his temple, and was making a shooting gesture at himself.
When Lu Dangui saw this magazine in his sister’s room, he had only just begun to learn about psychology in university classes. Upon seeing the magazine cover, a strange thought inexplicably crossed his mind.
If the human body was merely a vessel that firmly binds the soul, then his soul seemed to have transcended the body, gazing upon the human world through the eyes of the white snake.
He was like an outsider, out of place in this world that prioritized emotions.
Because the cover art was too avant-garde, it was criticized online not long after its publication, with concerns that it would have a negative impact on young fans.
While morbid aesthetics may be stunning, not everyone could grasp its meaning.
The entire incident escalated until the photography team issued an apology. Staff members stated that all the costumes and styling were arranged by them and had nothing to do with the celebrity.
That’s why this magazine was now a limited edition that could no longer be bought on the market.
Seeing her brother’s unfriendly expression, Lu Wenfei used her trump card, which she had used since childhood.
She wheeled herself to her brother, blinked twice, and looked up pitifully, saying, “…Brother, don’t be angry.”
However, this time, her usual trick of acting cute didn’t work on her brother. Lu Dangui let out a cold snort and threw the magazine back into the delivery box.
Lu Wenfei always acted like this when it came to anything related to Xing Cheng; he wouldn’t fall for his sister’s tricks at all!
Seeing that her brother was really angry, Lu Wenfei felt extremely guilty.
After deciding to become a psychiatrist, her brother bought many psychology books and studied them at home. She knew her brother had an exceptional ability to read people’s minds, so she never dared to lie to him.
After stammering for a long time, Lu Wenfei still couldn’t give a clear answer.
She tried to explain to her brother that these items weren’t hers, but rather packages sent by someone else, but her brother didn’t believe her.
That’s true, it was not like a free lunch. The two siblings lived together all alone, and apart from her brother and Yue Yue, no one else knew that she used to like Cheng Cheng so much.
Lu Dangui thought for a moment and wondered if it was because his sister’s birthday was coming up soon, so these gifts were sent to her by her friends from the fan club. And her sister didn’t want him to know that she had gotten involved with Xing Cheng’s fan club again, so she was deliberately hiding it.
A tense atmosphere filled the dormitory. Lu Dangui’s face was very unpleasant, just like he had when Lu Wenfei’s homeroom teacher read fanfiction back in middle school.
Seeing her brother silently pick up the broom and begin cleaning the room, Lu Wenfei didn’t dare utter a sound. She sat in her wheelchair with her head down, her hands clenched tightly together.
The brother and sister didn’t speak to each other, just sweeping the broom along the dormitory floor, raising a light cloud of dust.
Lu Dangui bent down to pick up a small express delivery box. Just as he was about to put it into a plastic bag, he saw something fall out of the box.
He caught it in mid-air and found it was a small greeting card with a blue-purple background. It was only about half the size of his palm and could easily be overlooked.
Turning the card over the cover with the cartoon design, he saw a line of handwritten text on the back.
The handwriting on the card was neat and elegant, indicating that the writer must have practiced calligraphy. It was very precise and the spacing between the characters was almost the same, giving the impression that the person had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
[To my younger sister, wishing her good health]
There were originally a few more strokes after the character “康”. It was estimated that the owner of the character habitually wanted to sign his name, but he realized something was wrong as soon as he put pen to paper, so he simply covered it up with two strokes.
At the end of the “Private Suspicion Agreement,” in the signature section, there were two similar words with identical spacing.
“……elder brother?”
Seeing that her brother hadn’t spoken for a while, Lu Wenfei thought he had caught her doing something wrong again and asked him nervously.
Unbeknownst to her, a scene was unfolding in her brother’s mind.
The bodyguards, dressed in black suits, respectfully presented their calligraphy. Their master picked up the pen, sat in the spacious conference room, and calmly began writing on the colorful little greeting card.
Clutching the small greeting card in his hand, Lu Dangui was so angry he wanted to curse.
What the hell? This is my sister!
….
The greeting card was indeed bought by Xing Cheng at a roadside stationery store.
The Lin family’s convoy followed Xing Jingshan’s instructions closely behind Xing Cheng’s car.
Their destination was the Lin family. Chairman Xing had sent his eldest son out this time to attend the Lin family’s family dinner as his prospective son-in-law.
Xing Shi glanced at his icy master in the rearview mirror and inwardly groaned.
After seeing the trending topic online, Ms. Lin, with Mr. Xing’s tacit approval, set off to return to China ahead of schedule.
Everyone assumed that Miss Lin had come back specifically to confront him, since the eldest son of the Xing family had been embroiled in such a scandal, which would likely ruin the family marriage.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xiangni brought back a team of designers from abroad with her when she returned to China. The first thing Lin Xiangni did after getting off the plane was to arrange for the design team to meet with her fiancé to design the dress for their wedding.
The eldest son of the Xing family was not fully recovered, and his legs were not very agile. Many members of the Lin family did not understand why their eldest daughter was so determined to marry him. After all, the Lin family’s power was in no way inferior to that of the Xing family, and they did not covet the power of this Xing family heir. Moreover, the Xing family had three other young masters, each more outstanding than the last.
The designer, carrying the instructions of Chairman Xing and Miss Lin, made a special trip to the Xing family to take measurements and select clothes for the sickly eldest son.
One of the designers even recognized Xing Cheng, saying he had seen his music videos on foreign video websites and asked if he could take a photo with him.
Xing Cheng politely declined and asked Xing Shi to see the guest out.
No sooner had the design team left the Xing family than the Lin family sent an invitation to Xing Cheng to attend their family banquet. Xing Shi had assumed the eldest young master would refuse, but to his surprise, the young master readily accepted, appearing completely indifferent.
The Xing family lived in the north of the city, while the Lin family lived in the south, separated by several ring roads.
On the way to Nancheng, Xing Cheng kept his eyes closed and took short naps.
As the car drove past the CBD and into the old town, it got stuck at a busy intersection. A cacophony of voices came from outside the window. Xing Cheng slowly opened his eyes and saw a public elementary school by the roadside; the noise was coming from there.
As soon as elementary school classes ended, the children followed their homeroom teacher in an orderly line towards the school gate, chattering and making a lot of noise along the way.
Just as Xing Shi was about to roll up the car window, he suddenly heard the young master sitting in the back seat say, “Stop for a moment.”
Xing Shi didn’t react for a moment: “…Young Master?”
Before he could ask any further questions, the young master had already lowered the brim of his hat and pulled his mask up to his nose: “Open the door.”
Seeing that the young master was all geared up and about to leave, Xing Shi didn’t dare to hesitate and quickly unlocked the car door.
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