Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

Inside the private room, glasses clinked and the atmosphere was lively.

Many of the attendees brought their partners, and since everyone here is a graduate of University A, they have a lot in common.

Before we knew it, the conversation had turned to marriage.

Yin Siyao, entrusted by someone, intended to matchmake the school beauty Wen Shige, so he deliberately steered the conversation toward Song Jingmo.

"Our Dr. Song is a highly eligible bachelor, I wonder what his requirements are for his future partner?"

Upon hearing this, everyone at the table looked at Song Jingmo with curiosity. The single women, in particular, were practically drooling with envy.

Lu Er was looking down at her phone when she heard the question and immediately perked up her ears.

Song Jingmo naturally understood Yin Siyao's intentions and also felt the expectant gaze directed at him by Wen Shige.

Gently swirling the wine in his glass, and to completely dispel any thoughts in the room, he slowly began to speak:

"Highly educated, fair-skinned, beautiful, and with long legs; gentle, considerate, sensible, and caring; capable in both formal and domestic settings."

This series of demands had already widened the eyes of many people present, but Song Jingmo hadn't finished speaking yet:

"You need to have your own career and be a leader in your industry. After all, only marriages where both partners are equally matched can last."

She took a sip of red wine and continued, "Most importantly, she's not clingy, not pretentious, and doesn't cause trouble; she understands how difficult doctors' work is and accepts that I often work overtime and don't have time for the family."

After he finished speaking, everyone at the table was stunned.

Yin Siyao opened her mouth, and after a long while, she murmured, "You really have wasted such a good-looking face. You deserve to be single forever."

Such high a requirement, even if you prayed to every god and Buddha in the world, you might not be able to encounter it.

Besides, which girl these days doesn't want to be pampered like a princess?

Wen Shige's smile became very forced.

She had a crush on Song Jingmo since they were in school, and after hearing these words, she completely gave up the idea.

She wanted a prince charming, not a Buddhist monk like Tang Sanzang.

Song Jingmo really has absolutely no sense of romance.

Lu Er kept her head down, unconsciously comparing each of Song Jingmo's requirements to her own.

Fair skin – He is very fair-skinned and is always praised for his good skin.

She is beautiful—a universally acknowledged beauty, that's an objective fact.

High academic qualifications – Song Jingmo dragged him to get into A University.

Long legs – he is 182 cm tall and has great proportions.

Thoughtful and caring—he would order takeout for Song Jingmo while she was working.

Career – He is a top star in the entertainment industry.

Not clingy, not dramatic, gentle—barely acceptable.

When Lu Er realized what she was thinking, she was startled and quickly drank some wine to calm herself down.

Why did he compare himself to Song Jingmo's ideal type?

It’s ridiculous.

Seeing the slightly awkward atmosphere, Jiang Sheng quickly changed the subject to Lu Er: "What about our big star Lu Er? What are her requirements for a partner?"

Chu Mian chimed in, "There are so many handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry, haven't you found one you like? Are you secretly dating someone behind your fans' backs?"

Everyone at the table immediately turned their attention to Lu Er.

Lu Er quickly made up a story: "I like big breasts, preferably an E cup, and not fake silicone ones."

These words immediately drew laughter from the entire audience, enlivening the atmosphere instantly.

Lu Er continued to make up stories: "She has to look aloof and ethereal, but she has to be able to act cute and charming towards me. I like someone who can be both cool and sweet, and also a mature and sophisticated woman."

He emphasized the last three words, "The key is that she must be a girl, not a Thai ladyboy."

Chu Mian: My good brother has some unique tastes, he actually likes people with dissociative identity disorder?

"I didn't look for one because there are too many tech people in the entertainment industry. Looking at a bunch of silicone mannequins just doesn't feel right."

Song Jingmo paused, his hand holding the food in his chopsticks.

Is the girlfriend Lu Er mentioned in his WeChat Moments a few years ago?

After glancing at the smiling man, Song Jingmo calmly picked up the red wine on the table and drank two or three glasses in one go.

Yin Siyao said weakly, "Are you two here to make a wish? I think you're destined to be single forever."

He said impatiently, "Why don't you two just make do and stop ruining girls' lives?"

The entire private room fell silent once again.

Lu Er blushed and lowered her head to eat, while Song Jingmo continued drinking expressionlessly, as if he hadn't heard what she said.

After dinner, everyone moved on to the entertainment hall.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Lu Er was pushed onto the stage to sing.

Chu Mian requested the song "Ten Years" and shouted, "Brother Lu, sing this one, let me mourn our dead love."

Lu Er took the microphone and stood in the center of the stage.

The lights shone on him, making him sparkle.

As the intro began, Lu Er took a deep breath and started singing:

"If those two words hadn't trembled, I wouldn't have realized how much pain I was in."

Her voice was ethereal and clear, and the entire audience gradually quieted down.

"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, we were still the same..."

As she sang this line, Lu Er's gaze unconsciously drifted towards Song Jingmo.

It's been more than ten years for them.

We've known each other since junior high school, a full fifteen years now.

"Ten years later, we'll still be friends and can still greet each other, but that tenderness will be gone, and there will be no reason to embrace again..."

For some reason, Lu Er felt that this song was about him and Song Jingmo.

They used to be able to hug each other without restraint and be intimate with each other, but they can't anymore now that they've grown up.

If he could, he really wouldn't want to grow up at all.

The song was filled with indescribable emotions, moving everyone present.

Looking at Lu Er in the center of the stage, Song Jingmo was filled with mixed emotions.

Such a dazzling person was destined not to belong to him; they were ultimately impossible.

After the gathering ended, everyone said goodbye and left one by one.

Song Jingmo lagged behind by a few steps, and Lu Er, seeing this, also involuntarily slowed down.

The two walked side by side at the back, the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

Lu Er didn't know what to say, and finally managed to stammer, "Happy New Year."

Song Jingmo stopped, took out a red envelope from his pocket, and handed it to Lu Er: "Happy New Year, may you have peace and joy."

Lu Er's gaze involuntarily fell on those beautiful hands.

His long, slender fingers were like meticulously sculpted works of art. The knuckles were distinct, and each finger had a faint ivory-white sheen.

A red envelope lay on the large palm. The white and red colors complemented each other perfectly.

In fact, Song Jingmo used to prepare a big red envelope for him every year, even though he was no longer a child.

Unexpectedly, Song Jingmo prepared it for him again this year.

But he hadn't prepared anything.

Lu Er stood there awkwardly, unsure whether to accept the call.

Seeing the man hesitate, Song Jingmo jokingly asked, "Is your girlfriend too controlling, making you afraid to accept it?"

Lu Er looked bewildered: "What girlfriend?"

Song Jingmo raised an eyebrow: "You just mentioned WeChat Moments."

"I just..."

Lu Er swallowed the words "talking nonsense" and said, "I was just talking about my ideal type; I'm not in a relationship."

Song Jingmo's gaze turned much colder: "Is that so? You need to hide it from me too?"

"I didn't hide it, I've already said I'm not in a relationship, and that's it."

"On January 28, 2019, you posted on your WeChat Moments, worried that your girlfriend was cold at home."

That was his first year in Constantinople.

That winter was exceptionally cold.

Lu Er remembered that there was indeed such a thing.

He asked with a smile, "Do you want to go see her?"

Song Jingmo laughed in exasperation.

When people are extremely speechless, they can actually laugh.

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P.S.: Starting today, I'll strive to consistently earn 4,000 words per day.

Thank you so much for following along, my darlings! (*￣3￣)╭♡

To explain: Lu Baobao was just confused and didn't understand her feelings for Song Jingmo, thinking it was just a habitual dependence she had developed since childhood.

His homophobia has its reasons, not because of some dramatic experience like being sexually assaulted, which will be revealed later.

In short: Lu Bao would rather suspect that she is sick than consider that it is because she likes Song Jingmo.