The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

Ji Bai began composing the music.

He hummed a melody softly as he wrote.

Ye Lan couldn't help but sing along.

At first, I just hummed along unconsciously.

But as she sang, she became completely absorbed in the melody.

If you have ever tasted bitterness, then my sweetness is gone.

I wish to live as you wish.

May it not be in vain, may you forge ahead bravely!

This prosperous age is every single day…

Ye Lan's voice grew softer and softer until it became completely out of tune.

Her tears fell like beads from a broken string, sliding down her cheeks to her chin and dripping onto the back of her hand.

She suddenly realized she wasn't singing.

She was talking to an old man who had passed away many years ago.

I'm talking to all the people who can't come back.

She wanted to live out their wishes.

After finishing the last sentence, Ji Bai put down his pen.

Ye Lan was already sobbing uncontrollably.

This song is called "As You Wish"!

What is your wish?

May this prosperous age last every day!

Ye Lan never expected that the young man would produce such a powerful song!

This song can no longer be described simply as "good".

It is a key.

A key that can unlock the softest spot in everyone's heart.

If she sings this song at some special event…

Ye Lan could hardly imagine the shock it would cause.

Others might not have the same effect when they sing it.

But who is she?

She is the legitimate daughter of the Ye family.

Her grandfather and great-grandfather were people written in history books.

The fact that she sang this song is itself a huge metaphor.

Those who are "second-generation" or "third-generation" like her, those who have inherited the glory of their ancestors, will find their own shadow in this song.

And what will those in power think?

If an ordinary singer sang it, it might just be a well-received, positive-energy hit song.

But when Ye Lan sang, she brought with her family's heritage and sense of tradition, and her first words conveyed a sense of comfort and devotion that transcended two generations.

Tears streamed down Ye Lan's face, but countless thoughts were already racing through her mind.

"Don't cry."

Ji Bai's voice came from the side, soft and tinged with a hint of helplessness.

"If you cry again, the songwriter will feel sorry for you."

Ye Lan looked up at him, her eyes red, like a rabbit soaked by the rain.

"How...how could you write a song like this?"

Her voice still had a heavy nasal tone.

Ji Bai smiled, picked up his pen again, and wrote a line of small characters at the bottom of the manuscript.

"This piece is dedicated to Miss Ye Lan."

He paused, then added:

May your wish come true.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Lan rushed over and hugged Ji Bai tightly.

"Thank you, brother! Thank you, sister!"

Her voice was still choked with sobs, but her arms were wrapped tightly around her, as if she wanted to convey all the emotion and joy in her heart through this embrace.

Ji Bai was taken aback at first.

soft.

This is my first impression.

Then comes the fragrance.

Then he started overthinking things.

Just as the legends say, this Ye Lan... has quite a background.

Not only is she from a prominent family, but her figure is also quite remarkable.

That tiny waist.

"Snapped!"

Ye Lan pushed Ji Bai away and glared at him, her face flushed.

"You little rascal! Can't you just let your sister hug you for a bit?"

Ji Bai spread his hands, looking innocent and composed:

"Standing tall and holding your head high is the greatest respect you can show to your older sister."

"Pooh!"

Ye Lan rolled her eyes at the boy, but couldn't help but smile.

"They've got all sorts of tricks up their sleeves; who knows how many young girls they'll ruin in the future!"

Ji Bai smiled but didn't reply.

Ye Lan wiped away her tears, calmed herself down, and let out a long breath.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving now. I really like this song, thank you!"

As she spoke, she walked to the table, carefully folded the sheet of rice paper filled with lyrics and sheet music, and solemnly put it into her bag as if it were some priceless treasure.

Ji Bai was somewhat surprised: "There's one more song. I promised you three last time."

That's enough.

Ye Lan raised her head, revealing an extremely rare smile that was completely devoid of any coldness:

"This one song is enough; this one song is worth ten classic hits!"

Ji Bai nodded.

Fine.

Since the client's mother has said so, he won't force himself to send the song.

And to be honest, he didn't have many suitable items left in stock.

As Ye Lan put away the lyrics and bent down to tidy her bag, her gaze happened to sweep over the small gift box inside.

She had been hesitant about whether to give this to Ji Bai.

After all, the things inside are really... a bit too much.

But now, Ye Lan suddenly felt no hesitation whatsoever.

She reached out and took out the small gift box, then turned and stuffed it into Ji Bai's hand.

"This is a gift from your sister."

"Oh? Let me see what wonderful treasures Miss Ye has bestowed upon me..."

Ji Bai was about to demolish it.

Ye Lan reacted quickly, grabbing Ji Bai's hand and saying urgently, "Don't open it yet! Wait... wait until I'm gone before you open it."

Ji Bai raised an eyebrow: "Why all the secrecy? Fine, then you'd better get out of here."

"you!"

Ye Lan rolled her eyes at him.

This person can't even pretend to be reluctant.

"What a heartless little bastard."

As soon as she said it, she laughed at herself.

This prodigy... seems to have always been like this.

But it is precisely because of this that the occasional tenderness he reveals is so touching.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. You... don't overwork yourself."

"Remember to eat on time every day, and don't rush into doing research experiments. Your health is the most important thing."

Ye Lan acted like a loving older sister, turning back every few steps to give Ji Bai words of concern and advice.

Ji Bai, unusually, did not make any jokes.

After all, there aren't many people in this world who can say these things to him.

As Ye Lan reached the door, she couldn't help but turn back to look at the boy again:

"Also, the noodles you made today were delicious."

After saying that, he fled as if he were running away!

Ji Bai stood there, holding the small gift box in his hand, looking at the empty doorway, and smiled softly.

After a while, he sat back down on the sofa, placed the small gift box on his lap, and examined it from all angles.

The packaging is quite exquisite, a light pink cardboard box with a thin ribbon tied on top, and a little bit of perfume sprayed on it.

"What's going on? Why are you being so mysterious?"

"Could it be the mysterious gift the system mentioned?"

Ji Bai muttered to himself as he slowly untied the ribbon.

The moment the box was opened, he froze completely.

Two sheer stockings, as thin as cicada wings, lay quietly in the box.

A flesh-colored strip.

A black line.

Then Ji Bai's face darkened.

It's not because of the stockings over my head, it's because I'm really dark!

No.

What does this mean?

What do you take me for?

I, Ji Bai, am a seven-foot-tall man, the Mathematical Emperor, the Father of Superconductivity, a man who carries the technological lifeline of the nation for the next fifty years on my shoulders!

This is all you're going to give me?

Am I that kind of person?

Last time it was because of the keyword task!

It was out of desperation!

It was a matter of necessity!

Now it's like he has some kind of special fetish!

No, we have to question that woman properly!

What exactly does she mean?!

Ji Bai took out his phone, opened Ye Lan's WeChat chat, and his fingers flew across the screen.

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Did you wear it?