Don't call me a singing god, I just want to go back to doing scientific research.

After saying that, Gu Yang and Ling Luo exchanged a glance.

Gu Yang's ear tips instantly turned so red they looked like they could bleed.

He abruptly turned his head, staring intently at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window, pretending to be very interested in the night view.

But the heart was thrashing about inside the chest cavity, completely out of control.

My mind was a complete mess, filled with images from the stage just now.

Ling Luo's eyes, Ling Luo's smile, and those deadly lyrics.

"I wanted to be good to you, but you never knew..."

"I like you so much, do you know that...?"

That bastard!

That's outrageous! How could someone sing that kind of song in front of a national audience with that look in their eyes!

Gu Yang felt the temperature on his cheeks rising continuously, and he didn't even dare to look back at Ling-Luo.

He fears.

She was afraid that if she turned around, she would rush over without thinking and pin the man who was still calmly looking at his phone down in the car seat and kiss him hard.

But Mingjun was driving in front, so he didn't dare.

The unlucky guy carrying the camera was still sitting in the passenger seat; he dared not do it!

Oh dear, when did he become so timid?

The car smoothly drove into the underground parking garage.

"Mr. Ling, we've arrived." Li Mingjun parked the car.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yang practically leaped out of the car, shoving the door open.

He needs a cool breeze.

He needs to calm down.

Ling Luo followed behind at a leisurely pace, carrying both of their coats in her hand. She watched as Gu Yang walked straight ahead like a headless fly, completely forgetting which way the elevator was.

"Over here." Ling Shilu couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to grab Gu Yang by the back of his collar.

Gu Yang's body stiffened, and he turned around as if he had been electrocuted. He quickly lowered his head, turned around without saying a word, and strode towards the elevator.

The cameraman following behind carried the equipment, barely daring to breathe.

The footage he filmed today is beyond sensational.

This is hardly the daily routine of creating music variety shows.

  

This is clearly a top-tier BL (Boys' Love) romance film!

Ding--

The elevator has arrived.

The three of them went inside, and in the enclosed space, only the faint electrical sound of the camera operating could be heard.

Gu Yang stiffened his neck, his gaze fixed on the tips of his shoes.

Ling Luo stood beside him and could clearly see his bright red earlobes and slightly trembling eyelashes.

What are you thinking about now, little one?

Ling Luo's lips curled up silently.

The elevator doors opened again, and the cameraman dutifully followed them to the door.

Ling Luo took out her key and opened the door.

Then, he turned around and faced the cameraman, his tone calm and even.

"You've had a hard day." His voice was calm. "The rest of the time is private, so it's not convenient to film."

The cameraman paused for a moment, then immediately realized what he meant and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Okay, okay, Ms. Ling, you can rest now. See you tomorrow!"

He quickly turned off the camera, afraid that he might interrupt the protagonist's emotional scenes.

Ling Luo nodded and stepped aside to let Gu Yang go in first.

Then, he went inside by himself.

"Click".

The sound of the door lock clicking shut was crisp and clean.

The warm orange light in the entryway comes on.

The moment the sound faded, Gu Yang, who had been pretending to be a quail, suddenly turned around.

He didn't say a word.

She simply opened her arms wide, like a crazed little leopard, and pounced into Ling Luo's arms without a care.

"Bang!"

Ling Luo was knocked back a step by him, her back slamming solidly against the cold door, letting out a muffled groan.

The person in his arms held him even tighter.

Gu Yang buried his face deeply in Ling Luo's neck, breathing in the other's fresh and pleasant scent with great force and greed.

The familiar, comforting taste.

He finally... didn't have to endure it anymore.

You have to be patient in the studio, you have to be patient in the car, and you have to be patient in the elevator!

Now, I'm finally home.

This is their home, and it's just the two of them.

He can now openly and legitimately embrace his entire world.

Ling Luo didn't move, but simply raised her hand and gently stroked Gu Yang's slightly trembling head, again and again.

"Little crybaby, are you going to cry again?" he said with a sigh, his voice as soft as a feather.

Gu Yang didn't speak, but just hugged the person tighter, as if he wanted to melt his whole being into the other person's bones and blood.

A long time passed, so long that Ling Luo thought he was about to fall asleep.

Then I heard a muffled sound coming from my arms.

"Ling Luo..."

"Um."

"You're an asshole."

"Um."

"The biggest bastard in the world."

"Um."

Gu Yang suddenly raised his head, his eyes red like a rabbit's, filled with glistening tears, yet stubbornly refusing to fall.

"Do you know... I almost cried while I was sitting down there."

He sniffed, his voice thick with nasal tone and filled with immense grievance.

"That was broadcast live nationwide! So many people were watching!"

"If you make me cry, don't I have any pride?"

Looking at his fierce yet pitiful appearance, Ling Luo felt both sorry for him and amused.

He reached out and gently wiped Gu Yang's reddened eyes with his warm fingertips.

"Then cry now."

Ling Luo's voice was deep and gentle, with a hint of seduction.

"There's no one else here. If you cry, I'll catch you."

This sentence acts like a switch.

Gu Yang's tears fell with a "plop".

Then, like beads from a broken string, one after another, they just wouldn't stop.

But he didn't cry out loud; he just bit his lip and silently shed tears, like a child whose candy had been taken away.

Ling Luo lowered her head and gently kissed away the tears on his cheek.

It's salty and a little hot.

"Okay, stop crying."

If you really make someone cry, you're the one who'll feel the pain. Ling Luo cursed herself for being so spineless.

"This song is for you. Don't you like it?"

Gu Yang sobbed, nodding and shaking his head haphazardly, "I know... I like it..."

"Of course I know it's for me... I saw those three Ling Luos on the screen..."

"That last laugh of yours...it was too much..."

He spoke incoherently and incoherently, as if he were accusing someone, or as if he were being coquettish.

Ling Luo listened patiently, occasionally humming in agreement to show that she was paying attention.

Once Gu Yang's emotions had calmed down a bit, Ling Luo took his hand and pulled him to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

"don't want."

Gu Yang immediately clung to him like an octopus, gripping his hand tightly and refusing to let go.

I want to hold you in my arms.

He acted spoiled, clinging to Ling Luo.

Ling Luo had no choice but to let him be, allowing him to hug her like a giant pendant.

Nuonuo and Xiaoxin were probably used to it; they just circled around their feet curiously for a moment before finding a place to lie down.

The two of them snuggled together on the sofa, enjoying the peaceful moment.

Gu Yang leaned on Ling Luo's shoulder, and his emotions finally calmed down completely.

"Ling Luo".

"Um."

"I like you too, do you know that?"

Ling Luo tightened her grip on Gu Yang's arm.

"Yangbao, I like you too, I like you a lot."

"Mmm," Gu Yang snuggled against him, then looked up at him with bright, sparkling eyes, "Let's do it then."

Ling Luo: "..."

His hand, which was ruffling Gu Yang's hair, paused, taken aback by the sudden turn of events, leaving him both amused and exasperated: "Can't you think of anything else all day long?"

Gu Yang pouted defiantly and turned her face away: "You're my rightful boyfriend, so what's wrong with thinking about it? Is it illegal?"

"No." Ling Luo sighed and pinched the back of his neck.

"Why?!" Gu Yang instantly bristled.

Seeing his sullen expression, Ling Luo leaned close to his ear and said slowly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "First, I need to go into seclusion to prepare for the competition next week. Second... please watch the mini-drama."

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【small theater】

He paused deliberately, and under Gu Yang's angry gaze, chuckled lightly: "The reader disagrees; he wants me to wait until you reach the legal marriage age."

Gu Yang: "??? What did you say?"

Ling Luo: "Take a look at the comments section."

Gu Yang: "You listen to them?"

Ling Luo: "Your bread and butter are my servants; I must listen."

Gu Yang froze completely, his face turning from red to purplish-brown at a visible speed.

The next second, he shoved Ling Luo away and jumped up from the sofa.

She ran back to the bedroom with a "thump thump thump," grabbed the blankets and pillows, and threw them all over Ling Luo.

"Then you can sleep in the study. Goodbye."

After saying that, he ran back to his room, slammed the door shut, and locked it from the inside for safety.

In the living room, only Ling Luo remained, buried under pillows and blankets, looking utterly bewildered.

He sat there for two seconds, staring at the closed door, and called out helplessly.

"Yangbao...can I still have a sip of my soup from dinner?"

Therefore, a booming voice came from Yang Qi: "No."