Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

Aurora... the name of the goddess of dawn, a synonym for the aurora borealis. So, is this song called Aurora?

It's all over...it's all over...

Look at the way the fairy sister looks at me! What kind of look is that?! That's the look she gives when she looks at the person she loves!

The way she looked at Fang Yu wasn't just described as "pulling strings," it was practically "pulling out strands of sugar!"

[Oh my god, I feel like I can hear the fairy sister's heart fluttering even through the screen!]

[Who could withstand this?! Forget about the celestial beauty, even I couldn't handle it! Fang Yu's combo punches would have warmed up even a rock by now!]

[Waaaaah, my goddess, she still got taken by that idiot Fang Yu! Although I'm so sad, why the hell am I laughing so happily?!]

[Civil Affairs Bureau! I'm begging you! Work overtime all night! Process their certificates for me!]

In the live stream, everyone was glued to the screen, their hearts pounding in their throats.

They are waiting.

Waiting for a single action, a whisper, or a natural transgression.

Fang Yu looked at Liu Yifei.

Her face was warmed by the orange-red firelight.

Those eyes were filled with the aurora, shining incredibly brightly.

For a fleeting moment.

Fang Yu felt that he was a little drunk.

It wasn't because of the alcohol, but because of the night, the aurora borealis, and the person in front of me.

He slowly and gently placed the guitar in his hands on the mattress beside him.

Then, he stood up, walked around the small fire, and step by step, walked up to Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei remained seated on the sheepskin rug, looking up at him.

Her heart was pounding out of control.

Liu Yifei had no idea what Fang Yu was planning to do.

But she could sense that something in the air was subtly changing.

An indescribable, tingling sensation spread from the depths of my heart, permeating every part of my body.

Fang Yu stopped in front of her, and then slowly squatted down.

Their gazes finally met at the same level.

The distance has been shortened.

Fang Yu could clearly see her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

He could even see a faint blush rising on her fair cheeks, whether from the cold or from nervousness.

"you……"

Liu Yifei parted her red lips slightly, just about to make a sound to break the deadly silence.

Fang Yu suddenly reached out a hand and touched her cheek.

Liu Yifei held her breath instantly.

My body instinctively shrank back half an inch, but then I stopped abruptly.

She didn't dodge.

At that moment, tens of millions of online viewers across the entire network fell into an eerie silence, and the dense barrage of comments experienced a few seconds of absolute vacuum.

In Beijing, Fang Yu's agent, Sister Wang, stood up excitedly from her chair, her hands clenched tightly, muttering to herself.

"Kiss! Kiss him!"

"Don't be a coward! Now's the time! Force a kiss!"

On the other side, Liu Yifei's agent, Sister Hong, was deathly pale, feeling like she was about to have a heart attack.

"No...no...please don't do it in front of the camera!"

"Even if you have to end the live stream first, you can still kiss!"

Kaoshantun, Fangjia.

The elderly couple, Fang Daqiang and Zhao Guifang, practically pressed their faces against the screen.

"What...what is this kid going to do?" Fang Daqiang stammered.

Zhao Guifang slapped him on the back, but her eyes gleamed with excitement:

"What? Are you stupid? Can't you see? My son has made something of himself!"

On the snowy plains.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire world.

Fang Yu's hands did not cup her face as everyone expected.

His long, slender fingers gently hovered near her ear.

Then, his fingertips gently brushed against her cheek.

She gently tucked a stray lock of hair, ruffled by the north wind, behind her ear.

After making this movement, Fang Yu did not withdraw his body.

Instead, it continued forward, leaning slightly forward.

Little by little, and then little by little.

The distance between the two was constantly shrinking.

In the frigid night of minus thirty degrees Celsius.

Their warm breaths mingled in the air, turning into a light white mist that clung together.

The viewers in the live stream have completely gone crazy.

[Aaaaaaah! It's coming! It's coming! A historic moment is about to begin!]

[Oh my god! I can't watch this! Someone cover my eyes!]

[Don't cover it up! Show it to me! I can't miss a single frame! Can I watch this without paying?!]

I declare! Tonight! We are all witnesses!

Everyone held their breath.

They could sense that the thin layer of paper separating them was about to be torn apart.

They've even come up with tomorrow's trending topics.

#Fang Yu and Liu Yifei's Century-Long Kiss Under the Aurora#

however.

At this critical moment.

The drone used by the production crew, which had been flying for half the night in extremely cold weather, suddenly flickered violently.

next second.

"Sizzle—"

The screen went black.

The whole world was plunged into a deathly silence and darkness.

The live broadcast signal was interrupted.

……

……

……

The entire internet exploded.

【？？？？？？？？？？？？？】

[Holy crap!!! Where the hell is my saber?!]

What the hell?! The drone ran out of power?! Why now of all times?!

[I've already taken my pants off, and you're showing me a black screen?!]

No!!! My heart is aching! It hurts more than a breakup! Did they kiss or not?!

【Aaaaaaah!!! I, the believer, am willing to sacrifice ten years of my lifespan in exchange for a fully charged drone that can revive me for just one minute! Just one minute!】

[Production team! I order you! Immediately! Right now! Get me a different drone to fly over there! I'll pay for it!]

[I've never been so speechless in my life. It feels like watching a suspense drama, the murderer is about to be revealed, and then the TV station suddenly starts broadcasting "GG," and it never ends!]

This night was destined to be a sleepless one.

Countless netizens were extremely frustrated and distressed by this sudden black screen.

They frantically refreshed the live stream, Weibo, and every other channel they could access information.

I hope to see even the slightest bit of follow-up.

However, there was nothing there.

The live stream room was now completely dark.

On that snow-covered plain where the aurora borealis filled the sky.

Between those two people.

What exactly happened?

They kissed?

Still no kiss?

Nobody knows.

Perhaps only the magnificent aurora borealis knows.

But it cannot speak.

……

Beijing, the headquarters of the "Going Home for the New Year" program.

"No--!!!"

All the staff members let out a collective wail.

On the monitoring screen.

The dazzling aurora borealis and the two heads that were about to come together were swallowed up by the sudden darkness.

"What a pity!" The head of the technical department slammed his fist on the table. "So close! Just a tiny bit more!"

"We're finished! This is really it!" A PR staff member clutched their head. "The audience is going to tear us apart!"

However, Zhou Zheng, the chief director standing in the center of the crowd, showed no panic in his eyes, but rather an excitement that did not belong to this moment.

He looked around at the dejected staff, then suddenly clapped his hands:

Why are you all looking so long-faced?

"Isn't this perfect?"