The blind boss's nanny

As dusk settled, everything was already prepared on the open space by the lake. After having their New Year's Eve dinner, the group, bundled up in thick coats, strolled leisurely toward the lake.

Lu Xingyuan was the most excited. He raised his phone early, pointed the camera at the unlit fireworks display, and spoke loudly:

"Hey honey, look closely! My older brother got this, it's a Guinness World Record-breaking piece! It'll dazzle you!"

Not far away, in a dimly lit corner with hazy tree shadows, Qin Xiu's hand naturally found Lu Tingxi's slightly cool fingers and gently grasped them.

Lu Tingxi didn't pull away, but simply buried her face in the scarf, a subtle smile playing on her lips.

Lu Xingqi walked around behind A Zhe, stood on tiptoe, gently covered the boy's ears with her palms, and whispered softly in his ear:

"Don't be afraid, Zhe. The fireworks... are very beautiful."

Lu Tingzhou found a bench by the lake and sat down alone. He unscrewed the small wine flask he had brought with him and quietly sipped his wine while gazing at the shimmering lake.

The hustle and bustle seemed to be separated from him by a transparent barrier.

"Whoosh—Bang!"

The first large golden chrysanthemum burst open against the dark blue sky, its shimmering light instantly illuminating every upturned face on the lakeside and reflecting the image of a pair of figures cuddling on the balcony of the main house.

After a busy and noisy day, Lin Xiaoman finally stole a moment of solitude. She tiptoed, wrapped her arms around Lu Tingzhao's neck, and tilted her head back to plant several loud kisses on his chin and cheeks, her voice filled with genuine joy and adoration.

"Chairman, you were absolutely amazing today! We won so many!"

Her eyes were bright and sparkling, filled with light.

Lu Tingzhao was amused by her childlike enthusiasm. He pulled her closer, drawing her into his arms, and nuzzled her head with his chin, his voice tinged with laughter:

"Is that all you're satisfied with?"

Lin Xiaoman nodded vigorously and was about to speak when the booming sound of fireworks came from outside the window.

She instinctively snuggled deeper into his warm embrace, finding the most comfortable position, and turned her face to look at the night sky in the distance, illuminated by a continuous stream of dazzling lights.

Crimson gold, scarlet, crystalline purple, indigo... enormous bouquets bloom, flow, and disappear against the backdrop of night, endlessly repeating, a beauty otherworldly.

She was mesmerized by what she saw, a warm feeling welling up inside her.

She never imagined that one day she could peacefully enjoy such a magnificent spectacle in the arms of such a person.

But within this ultimate happiness, a trace of regret seeped in... He couldn't see this dazzling splendor.

Just as I was in a daze, Lu Tingzhao's voice came from above, deep and gentle:

"Xiaoman, why don't you go to the lake with them? It's even more spectacular up close."

Lin Xiaoman withdrew her gaze, pressed her face against his firm chest, listened to his steady heartbeat, and spoke in a light voice:

"I can see it from here too."

She tilted her head back, and in the flickering light from the window, stole another kiss on his lips. Then she leaned close to his ear, her breath warm, each word clear and soft:

"The most important thing about watching fireworks is..."

Outside the window, another cluster of silvery fireworks cascaded down, instantly illuminating her smiling eyes.

"Who are you with?"

As night deepened, fireworks rained down on the lake like stars.

On the balcony, the shadows of the two embracing were stretched long by the brilliant sunlight and cast onto the silent ground, closely connected with no gap between them.

She saw a sky full of colorful lights.

What he possessed was the entire universe within his arms.

The two embraced for a long time amidst the raging flames, until the distant clamor gradually subsided and the last glimmer of light from the embers sank into darkness.

Lu Tingzhao suddenly spoke, his voice low and deep:

"Xiaoman, what's your New Year's wish?"

Lin Xiaoman answered almost without hesitation:

"I hope... your eyes will get better soon."

When people witness the ultimate beauty and happiness, they often feel a pang of sadness or even want to cry.

Perhaps it's because subconsciously, there's a fear that this magnificent spectacle will be as fleeting as fireworks, disappearing in an instant.

Just like now, the sky has returned to its calm, deep blue, and the brilliance of just now seems like nothing more than a dream.

Lu Tingzhao was clearly taken aback by this answer, paused for a moment, and then asked:

"Is this the only one?"

He thought she would bring up rebuilding Sunshine Home, which was her long-held obsession.

"Is there nothing else?"

Lin Xiaoman nodded in his arms, her tone firm:

"Um."

Perhaps there will be many more wishes in the future, but in the days since, restoring his sight has occupied the most important place in her heart, overshadowing all other thoughts.

"I hope you can see this."

Her voice was soft, filled with longing.

"Live freely, like any ordinary person, reading books, looking at scenery, seeing whatever you want...

As she finished speaking, her voice grew softer and softer, almost fading into the night breeze:

Even if... by then, you won't need me anymore.

Lu Tingzhao was taken aback again, and his arm tightened slightly:

Why would you think that?

Lin Xiaoman looked up at him in the dim light of the balcony, a forced smile on her face, but a hint of loneliness betrayed her deep sorrow in her eyes:

"Isn't this natural? Once your eyes are healed, you can see where you're going and handle everything on your own. What use will you have for my 'eyes' and 'crutch' then?"

She tried to use a joking tone,

"Isn't the first thing a blind person does after regaining their sight to throw away their white cane?"

Lu Tingzhao interrupted her almost immediately, his tone resolute and without any hesitation:

"Won't."

He lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling:

I will always need you. Whether I can see you or not.

Lin Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat at his blunt words, then she chuckled, trying to dispel the sadness. She tiptoed, reached out and gently pinched his serious cheek, her tone becoming playful and mischievous again:

"But, Chairman, I've read so many novels where it's written like this—once the male protagonist's eyesight improves, he immediately mistakes someone else for his savior and his 'white moonlight,' forgetting the female lead who truly stood by him!"

She sighed with feigned seriousness.

"When the time comes, don't point at Aunt Mei or Leng Feng and call me by my name."

Lu Tingzhao was exasperated by her nonsensical association, chuckled, shook his head, and reached out to pinch the tip of her nose:

"Read less of those mindless novels."

He paused, his tone calming down, then with unwavering certainty, stated a fact that was already etched into his very being:

"Lin Xiaoman".

"I won't mistake you for someone else."

Never.

Hearing his resolute words and seeing his extremely serious expression, Lin Xiaoman finally couldn't help but laugh out loud happily.

Her smile was clear and bright, filled with complete trust and relief.

Yes, at least at this moment, that statement is true. At least at this moment, she has experienced a warmth and cherishment that she had never even dared to imagine in the past twenty-odd years of her life.

The future may be uncertain, but the sincerity we show now is priceless.