Zang Ling spent the entire day on edge until it was finally time to get off work. She watched the clock on her computer slowly tick to five o’clock, immediately shut down her computer, grabbed her bag from the desk, and rushed out.

But when she saw Yan Wenshu still working, her wildly beating heart suddenly calmed down. She quietly walked to the side and waited patiently for him.

After a while, the man got up to leave. Zang Ling couldn’t help but walk over.
“Yan Wenshu, you still haven’t given me your answer.”

Yan Wenshu looked at her in slight surprise. “You want me to tell you now?”

Zang Ling hesitated, “Maybe not…”

“…Actually, never mind. Just tell me! If we drag this out any longer, I’m afraid I’ll have a heart attack.”

“My answer is…”

Zang Ling felt her heart leap to her throat.

“—Yes.”

Zang Ling blinked slowly, taking a long moment to process what he said. “You agreed?!”

Hearing footsteps from outside, she hurriedly covered her mouth, then softly confirmed, “So does this mean… we’re officially together now?”

Yan Wenshu chuckled lightly, “Mm…”

The next second, Zang Ling threw her head back and let out an excited goose-like laugh, then jumped onto him in delight. “This is awesome!”

Yan Wenshu froze for a moment. After hesitating, he reached out and held her legs to support her.

[Ahhh! I’m gonna die!]

The system shed tears of joy. Finally, finally there was progress between these two.

It really hadn’t been easy.

[I’m so touched~]

Zang Ling quickly hopped down, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Yan Wenshu’s handsome face. “Yan Wenshu, I won’t let you down. I’ll treat you like a princess and cherish you in the palm of my hand.”

“…”

“I’m a man. I shouldn’t be treated like a princess.”

Seeing how serious he was in retorting, Zang Ling couldn’t help but laugh. “Okay, okay, I won’t tease you anymore.”

[Should be a prince, not a princess…] The system snickered.

Yan Wenshu coldly replied, [“Say that again.”]

The system quickly covered its mouth, secretly thinking that if Zang Ling really said that to him, he probably wouldn’t complain at all.

Zang Ling was in such a good mood now that no matter what he said, she’d smile and go along with it.

“Boyfriend?”

“Mm?”

Zang Ling said, “I feel a little excited right now… and a little strange.”

“Yan Wenshu, you know what? You’re my first love.”

Seeing him standing there dumbfounded, Zang Ling thought he was so happy he was speechless. She grabbed his hand and smiled, “Are you surprised?”

“Yan Wenshu, I take relationships very seriously. You’d better hold onto me tight. If I leave, I won’t come back.”

First love…

Such a beautiful word. But love built on lies was destined to fail.

He had never thought about this kind of thing before either.

Yan Wenshu lowered his eyelashes. “I’ll remember that.”

You’re my first love too.

Zang Ling couldn’t help but tiptoe and gently patted his hair.

“Good boy.”

Yan Wenshu didn’t even know if he was immune to this kind of praise by now. “It’s getting late. I’ll take you home.”

Zang Ling giggled. “Wouldn’t that be moving too fast? We just got together today.”

“And I’ve only watched a few “videos”. My theory and practical skills are limited. I don’t know how you are?” she asked shyly.

Yan Wenshu didn’t know how to react

[System, stop whistling in my head.]

[Okay~!]

Zang Ling didn’t get a response. She looked up in confusion and saw Yan Wenshu’s ears turning slightly red. Suddenly realizing, she exclaimed, “Wait… you didn’t mean that? You just purely wanted to take me home?”

Yan Wenshu nodded with difficulty.

Zang Ling’s face instantly flushed red, and she stammered, “Ah, um, sorry… I-I misunderstood, I’m not that pervy!”

“But—Yan Wenshu, have you ever watched any videos?” She smiled innocently, expertly changing the subject.

Yan Wenshu froze. This question completely caught him off guard.

“…No.”

Zang Ling was surprised. “Really? I heard that guys usually watch at least a little. Even if you did, I wouldn’t mind — it’s just a normal physiological need, I get it.”

Yan Wenshu fell silent, and et her think whatever she wanted. The faster they got past this topic, the better.

“Then we can exchange notes in the future.” Zang Ling was no longer embarrassed, shamelessly adding, “By the way, how many girlfriends have you had?”

“None.” There would be no need for exchanging notes. They wouldn’t even reach that stage.

Zang Ling was shocked. “You’re so handsome. Weren’t you popular at school?”

Yan Wenshu shook his head. “I don’t know. No one’s ever confessed to me.”

“Maybe it’s destiny,” Zang Ling said brightly. “Because we were meant to meet, so before that, we could only be alone.”

Her smile was especially radiant. “That just proves we’re right for each other.”

While they were talking, the two of them had already reached downstairs. Zang Ling said, “Actually, I should drive you home. Your place is far from the company. If you drive me home and then go back, it’ll be really late. I’m not going back to the family residence tonight. After dropping you off, I’ll only need twenty minutes to get to my nearby apartment.”

“Don’t turn me down. This is just a little thing a girlfriend can do for her boyfriend.”

Zang Ling opened the passenger door for him. Yan Wenshu hesitated for a moment, then got in. Just as he was about to fasten his seatbelt, the woman leaned over, her soft body pressing against his chest. He could faintly smell her fragrance at the tip of his nose. He stiffened completely, like a fish on the chopping board, at her mercy.

Zang Ling looked at the securely fastened his seat belt with satisfaction, straightened up, and clapped her hands. “All done!”

That scent drifted away… but somehow felt like it was still there.

Yan Wenshu listened to the soft music playing in the car, turned his head to look out the window, where the breeze gently stirred his hair through a small crack in the glass, and in his ears the woman’s soft humming to the tune sounded. He lightly closed his eyes, his heart finding a calming peace in this moment.

“Yan Wenshu, what kind of music do you like—?”

Zang Ling turned her head to ask, only to find him leaning to the other side, resting against the car window, sound asleep.

She smiled softly, turned back to grip the steering wheel, and looked ahead, thinking to herself, The weather this month is really nice.

——

When Zang Ling arrived downstairs at Yan Wenshu’s place, she silently gazed at his sleeping face. Unable to resist, she reached out a finger and gently brushed his eyelashes—they were so long.

Before she could make her next move, his lashes suddenly trembled, like butterfly wings slowly spreading open.

He woke up.

As soon as Yan Wenshu opened his eyes, he saw Zang Ling staring blankly at him and asked, “Is there something on my face?”

His eyes were clear and awake, as if he had only taken a brief nap.

“The moon isn’t out tonight…”

She murmured, “Why is it that I can see it in your eyes?”

Yan Wenshu let out a soft, helpless laugh, realizing that she was genuinely serious about what she just said. After a long pause, he asked, “Is it still there now?”

Zang Ling nodded like crazy. She stared at him for a while, then said, “I get it now. It’s because you feel like the moon to me—sometimes quiet and bright, sometimes hazy and cold.”

“I’m not the moon.”

Zang Ling didn’t argue, but agreed sincerely, “Right, you’re my Yan Wenshu, and I’m your Zang Ling.”

Yan Wenshu looked at the tenderness in her eyes, paused for a moment, and then awkwardly looked away. “I’ll head up now.”

“Aren’t you going to invite me up for a bit?”

“Maybe another day, the place is a mess.”

Zang Ling didn’t push him. She could only regretfully wave him goodbye, but then suddenly thought of something and hurriedly called out, “Wait!”

Yan Wenshu hadn’t walked far. Hearing her call, he turned around, bent down, and leaned close to the car window. “What is it?”

Zang Ling scooted over to the passenger side, looked up at him, and said mysteriously, “Come a little closer.”

Yan Wenshu leaned down, thinking she was about to say something important, only to feel something soft brush lightly against his right cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water.

His heart skipped a beat.

What… was that just now?

Even after the red sports car drove off into the distance, he was still frozen in place.

[Host, you just got kissed!]

The system informed him of what had happened.

Yan Wenshu touched the side of his face in a daze. “Why would she do that?”

[Because she likes you,] the system replied, frustrated. [Why didn’t you just invite her up? She even brought it up herself, and you still turned her down.]

Yan Wenshu continued staring in the direction Zang Ling had left. There was only a single streetlamp there, small, but bright enough. He frowned. [She’s a rich young lady. The place I rent is small, with simple furniture. She’d probably dislike it.]

[How would you know if you don’t try?]

Yan Wenshu was silent. The wind was picking up. He turned and quietly headed toward his own little world.

Suddenly, in the dark night, a ringtone rang out. It rang for a long time, unanswered, then stopped.

But soon after, it rang again—like a death knell, urging its owner to pick up the call relentlessly.

“…Who is it.”

“It’s me, Han Lanmeng. Wenshu, have you eaten yet?”

A woman’s pleasant voice came from the other end of the call. Yan Wenshu didn’t react at all. “What do you want?”

Han Lanmeng sensed that his tone was rather cold but didn’t think too much of it. She just assumed it was because they hadn’t seen each other in a while and things had gotten distant.

“Do you have time tomorrow? Maybe we can grab a meal together. I know a really good place. You’d love it!”

“I don’t have time.”

Staring at the call that had been abruptly ended, Han Lanmeng couldn’t believe what had happened. She looked down to check the number again. She didn’t call the wrong person.

Wenshu never refused her before… Did something happen?

Or could it be…

She thought of the woman she’d seen last time. Could it be that now that Wenshu has a girlfriend, he’s just going to stop caring about me?

Han Lanmeng bit her lip lightly. No way. He treated her so well when they were kids—how could he change just because of some outsider?

“What’s wrong, babe? Who upset you? Tell me, I’ll take care of them for you.”

Yuan Haolang walked in. Seeing Han Lanmeng looking distressed, he wrapped an arm around her waist and whispered intimately in her ear, “Did you miss me today?”

“I did…”

Han Lanmeng turned and hugged him, troubled. “Haolang, you haven’t come to see me for a long time. Is your mother still against us dating? If this keeps up, maybe we really should break up.”

Yuan Haolang lifted her chin tenderly. “Don’t say such silly things. Just because my mom doesn’t approve now doesn’t mean she never will. How could you bear to leave me? You know I can’t live without you. Don’t bring this up again… or else you won’t want to know what happens.”

“Babe, now will you tell me why you’re upset?”

Han Lanmeng finally calmed down a little. She sighed worriedly, “A childhood friend I used to be really close with suddenly became cold toward me. I don’t get it. We were fine the last time we met.”

“If he’s become cold, then so be it. As long as you have me, that’s enough.”

Yuan Haolang’s hand gradually moved lower, his gaze turning suggestive. “I’m the only one who truly loves you.”

Han Lanmeng looked at him, touched. “Haolang, I love you too…”

After their passionate moment, Yuan Haolang leaned lazily against the pillow, the frustration he’d felt after running into Zang Ling finally dissipating.

Now that he was in a better mood, he had the energy to care about his lover’s troubles. “Who is that friend of yours? I’ll look up his address tomorrow. Then you can go straight to him and get things clear.”

“Our beautiful, kind Xiao Meng mustn’t be misunderstood by others.”

Han Lanmeng rested her head on his arm, her cheek pressed against his firm chest. “No need… How could I trouble you with such a small matter? Even if he misunderstands, it doesn’t really matter. You’re more important to me.”

Yuan Haolang stroked her bare and smooth back, “I’ve got a dinner banquet to attend. You should come with me.”

“Really?!”

Han Lanmeng lifted her head happily, but soon replied hesitantly, “The people there would all have high status backgrounds like you. I’ll embarrass you if I were there. I probably shouldn’t go…”

“You have to.”

Yuan Haolang pinched her cheek teasingly, “you’re my babe, there’s no way you’ll embarrass me. I, your hubby, is the heir of the Yuan family. You’ll be the my queen in the future, who would dare to make fun of you.”

Han Lanmeng saw the arrogant glint in his eyes, “You’re so nice to me, Haolang.”

She laid obediently in the man’s arms, but the face of another man flashed within her mind.

Wenshu…

Han Lanmeng pursed her lips, and thought he might have his own difficulties. She would get to the bottom of this.