The host first asked some routine questions about “Black and White,” the questions everyone wanted to know, and placed them after the signing session.

The fans had already formed a long queue.

“We didn’t get a signed copy.” The girl at the front of the line, about fourteen or fifteen years old, complained to her, “Ms. Yu, I’ve always loved your comics, but the signed copies sold out in seconds. Luckily, I’m in Ancheng, so I could come to your book signing event.”

She looked like a high school freshman.

Lu Nian didn’t know what was going on, so she could only unscrew the pen cap and sign first, “Then, shall I draw another personalized sketch for you?”

The young fan’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Yes, thank you so much, Mrs. Yu!”

“Which character would you like?”

“Black! Is that okay?” The young fan was excited and stammered, “Sister, I want Black.”

As expected, that was the answer.

Lu Nian picked up a marker.

She had drawn Black so many times, she was very familiar with it. With a few strokes, the delicate and aloof side profile of the young man appeared vividly on the paper.

It was evident that the young fan was genuinely happy.

Her cheeks turned red as she held the book with Lu Nian’s hand-drawn sketch, constantly thanking her, “Thank you so much, Sister, I’ll cherish it forever.”

“Like the boy I have a crush on.” Before leaving, she whispered to Lu Nian.

“Good luck.” Lu Nian smiled softly.

After that, more than one fan came to complain to her, saying that they hadn’t managed to get one of the five hundred signed copies.

During the intermission,

“How come they’re all gone?” Lu Nian was also puzzled.

She asked Hu Bian, “What’s going on? Did something go wrong somewhere?”

“It seems like they were all snatched up by one person.” Hu Bian was also puzzled, “But aren’t your fans all little girls? How could someone be so aggressive?”

Lu Nian thought, That’s enough.

The intermission ended, and the second half began, with a special interview about “Black and White.”

The host asked, “Mrs. Yu Lu, could you please talk a little about the inspiration behind ‘Black and White’?”

Lu Nian took a deep breath. “It probably started when I was about fourteen, in my third year of junior high.”

“At first, I drew one of my friends, a childhood friend.”

“Then, in the middle of the story, I started drawing the boy I had a crush on.” She smiled slightly, “Due to family reasons, we couldn’t spend much time together, so I could only express myself through my drawings.”

There were already low murmurs from the audience.

The host asked a tricky question, “So, is the major change in the style of ‘Black and White’ later related to this friend?”

The man’s lips tightened as he stood in the shadows, watching her.

“Yes,” Lu Nian replied calmly, “But actually, even before we parted ways, we were never really together.”

“Then, with the reboot of ‘Black and White,’ which is also related to him, does that mean you two got back together, and it’s a happily ever after ending?” The host joked, “It seems that the atmosphere of this section is quite relaxed.”

“And, you just mentioned a friend, a crush, and now you have a boyfriend?” The host asked, “Could it be that they’re all prototypes for Black?”

“They’re all the same person,” Lu Nian said softly, with a relaxed and sweet tone, “And he’s now my fiancé.”

Screams erupted from the audience.

“Is your fiancé here?” The host’s voice was almost drowned out.

Lu Nian blinked. “He’s here, in the audience.”

She received a text message on her phone, “I’m here.” It had been half an hour ago.

Lu Nian smiled with curved lips. “Everything is because of him, because of him, that this character exists.”

On the screen, at just the right moment, a promotional video started playing, displaying original artwork from “Black and White,” with the dates of creation prominently displayed in the bottom left corner.

It documented their entire youth.

It was a silent love letter spanning time and space.

The man’s features were as picturesque as ever as he stood quietly in the audience, his gaze unwavering as he watched the screen and the woman on stage.

Time seemed to pass not so quickly, yet so long.

He remembered those frames vividly, every scene they shared during their youth.

In his memory, in his dreams, he often recalled and savored them.

He thought those were only his memories, his fantasies.

But he never thought that she would remember them too.

At the end of the signing event, it was almost evening.

She exited through a special passage, finally avoiding the overly enthusiastic fans.

Qin Si was already waiting for her at the exit.

They got into the car to go home.

Lu Nian pulled him close, winked mischievously, and deliberately asked, “So, how was it?”

Feeling a bit tired, she didn’t want to sit like this anymore.

She leaned against him and nudged him gently, “You always used to think I didn’t like you enough, right?”

He paused, unsure of how to respond.

“And you’re still jealous,” she added.

Outside, it was getting dark, and although the car lights were off, unfortunately, she couldn’t see his expression.

She actually wanted to see his reaction when he found out about everything.

With his shy personality, he probably would have kept everything to himself, unable to express anything but still willing to agree to all her absurd requests.

Lu Nian was about to tease him further when unexpectedly, her lips were suddenly sealed by his.

He kissed her eagerly, taking the lead.

Though it was just a kiss, the aggressiveness of a man-initiated kiss seemed different from their usual playful interactions.

Her waist was held tightly, and… the kiss lasted too long.

Lu Nian felt a bit suffocated.

She wanted to push him away, but she found her fingers weak and powerless.

He just wouldn’t let go.

Until she couldn’t take it anymore, she lightly bit his earlobe and whispered, “Do you want me here… now?”

Finally, he returned to his senses, his dark eyes still hazy, his ears reddened, and he sat back in his seat.

Lu Nian breathed a sigh of relief this time.

With the car lights off, it was dark inside, and the driver continued driving without looking back, as if he were just air.

That was really suffocating.

That Qin Si, he even sought to kiss her when there were others around.

“Before, that house you had initially, on Qiufeng Road, can we go there today?” Lu Nian asked him softly. “I want to stay there again.”

She remembered too many things today.

His voice was low. “Let’s go to Qiufeng Road.”

The driver silently changed direction and continued toward Qiufeng Road.

That property hadn’t been completely abandoned; he had someone clean it regularly, so she could move in anytime.

It was during their teenage years, Qin Si’s first self-owned house.

She had stayed there before, with a room specially for her.

Opening the door, the interior was surprisingly the same as before.

Lu Nian walked around, feeling nostalgic.

She went to the bedroom she had stayed in before and unexpectedly found a box on the floor against the wall.

Excitedly, she ran out and asked Qin Si, “Look, I found something. What is it?”

He said, “… I wanted to give it to you on your eighteenth birthday.”

He didn’t continue.

But Lu Nian already understood.

It was because they had quarreled again at that time.

Because of Qin Si’s university application, they had a particularly intense argument, almost tearing their faces apart.

So, on her eighteenth birthday, he didn’t show up.

Lu Nian thought he had forgotten, never expecting there would still be such a gift.

It was a box of German-made art supplies, a wooden box with a cool texture containing watercolors, palette knives, brushes, and canvases…

She took them out one by one.

Long ago, Lu Nian would carry the canvas on her back and paint in the studio.

He had always kept that image in his mind, silently looking on from afar.

After carefully selecting, he bought this expensive gift, but he never gave it, leaving it untouched all these years.

“This brand is expensive, it’s worth tens of thousands. How could you afford it back then? Why did you buy something so expensive?” Lu Nian asked.

Qin Si replied calmly and stubbornly, “I wanted to buy it for you.”

Indeed, it was very expensive, and his finances weren’t that good back then.

He had scrimped and saved for quite some time to buy it.

In fact, he always wanted to give her the best of everything.

So, he always felt unworthy of her.

During the years he was away, he felt he didn’t have the ability to give her the best life.

He didn’t want Lu Nian to suffer with him; she deserved to be pampered and cherished.

“But never mind, it’s still unopened, and it can still be used now,” Lu Nian said.

“Thank you.” She happily put down the box, hugged him around the waist, and said, “I really like it.”

The two of them were being affectionate like this.

Lu Nian’s phone suddenly rang. It was Hu Bian calling. “Nian Nian, I found out that all those five hundred signed books were ordered by one person.”

Lu Nian: “…”

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the man beside her seriously. “What’s going on?”

He: “…”

She really didn’t expect Qin Si to do something so absurd.

She pinched his waist. “Quickly get them all back and return them to the readers.”

Writing five hundred more books would break her hand.

He was a little unhappy, pursed his lips, and turned his face away. “No.”

He had seen the time and effort she put into signing those books, and once he got them, he didn’t want anyone else to take them away.

Lu Nian: “…”

She couldn’t understand this man’s jealousy and possessiveness.

She was right there in person, yet he still wanted signed books.

“Why are you so jealous?” She leaned against him, not staying still, teasing him. “Give them back quickly.”

“I bought them.” He was being teased relentlessly, ears reddening, but he wouldn’t relent.

He was stubborn.

Would he really let Fang Deng take her books?

Lu Nian laughed.

“When did you actually start liking me?” She sat in his arms, continuing to tease him.

His face turned completely red.

Covering his eyes, he admitted defeat, “For a long, long time.”

It was so long that she probably couldn’t imagine.

Lu Nian really liked him like this.

She tilted her face up and kissed him on the lips.

“Okay, I’ll give them all to you.” She said, “If you want, I’ll write five hundred more for you when we get back.”

“What else do you need for security?” She tilted her head. “I already love you so much.”

“Were you moved when you saw Black today?” Lu Nian said happily, her eyes sparkling. “He’s really popular. See, I’m pretty amazing, right? I silently accumulated so many fans.”

“Oh, by the way, the organizers gave me a set of Black’s clothes today. They’re really well-made, with all the details just right.” Lu Nian said excitedly. “So, when are you going to wear them for me to see?”

After all, it was modeled after him.

A mischievous idea popped into her head.

She was excited.

Leaning close to his ear, she whispered softly, “…Okay?”

“Don’t want to?”

He didn’t say a word, his eyes still red, but he turned his face away, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

He subconsciously avoided her gaze, not letting her look at him like that again.

What they did just now was what she had drawn in the comic, not him.

“Don’t want to?”

Lu Nian sensed it. “You don’t have to force yourself.”

“…”. His ears were completely red, and he pulled her hand away.

She watched him go into the bathroom.

Lu Nian couldn’t stop laughing, almost fainting on the sofa.