At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

An Qing carefully wrote it down in her notebook.

Of course, in addition to this, Su Che also provided a second key point for making the decision:

"She never shows her face during her performances, and her profile picture on the internet is just a pot of flowers and plants; she is very low-key."

An Qing retorted:

"But her background information includes background photos from when she was recording in the studio. Although you can't see her face, you can tell from her aura that she's a goddess... So, does Cheche like not only her voice but also her image?"

"..."

Su Che did not respond to this.

after all--

If you click on the background image again, you can see the singer holding a microphone in one hand, singing against the light in the center of the stage.

There were no musicians behind her, and her face was hidden in the shadows.

The specific camera angles and stage setup reveal that her positioning was carefully considered.

There were many bright spotlights behind them.

Equipped with a fog generator and lighting design,

It's so that even if all the audience members had high-definition cameras, they wouldn't be able to capture her facial features and details.

Even so, one can still tell from her exquisitely beautiful silhouette that her true appearance must be extraordinary.

At least, her perfect body proportions, her long, slender waist without an ounce of excess fat, her bare toes painted with crimson nail polish, and her long, smooth, eclipse-silver hair reaching her hips—

Like shattered diamonds in a galaxy, so magnificent that one cannot look away.

Mystery and a sense of alienation—that was the first impression Miss Flower Shop left on herself.

【Um. 】

If you like the voice, that's fine, but if you pretend to dislike it when faced with such a temperament, that's just hypocritical.

Su Che once analyzed himself, trying to figure out which personality type and which type of fantasy he actually preferred.

The answer reached was unique—

Like myself, those "kind" who have a low profile and are afraid of light.

If we can understand each other, we will definitely be able to support each other and move forward together.

"Personalities don't need to complement each other; even if two personalities are imperfect, they can still appreciate each other."

"."

Su Che remained silent, put on the Bluetooth headset costing 2,500 yuan, and then opened the song "Summer's End" that An Qing had sent him, which was the top-ranked song in Miss Flower's play count.

……

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Chapter 55: I Only Need You for 14 Hours

After listening to the audio message sent by the girl, Su Che was carrying a bag of roasted chicken.

"Overall, it's pretty good. It's a clear, unadulterated voice with a stable rhythm and a touch of sweetness. It's a subtle, refreshing sweetness."

Su Che sent his feelings via voice message as a comment.

"However, as I said before, the imitation is a bit too obvious."

He said, "My intention was for you to refer to her singing style, not to make everything exactly the same, such as pronunciation, breathing techniques, and timing of switching between true and falsetto. That would be too strange. Do you understand what I mean?"

When it comes to his house cat, Su Che doesn't spoil it unnecessarily when it comes to serious matters; he's straightforward and to the point.

An Qing was clearly taken aback when she heard this. The screen showed the other person typing several times before she finally sent a cat emoji to indicate, "I understand!"

"Um……"

Su Che felt a pang of envy watching her try so hard yet not dare to ask for too much praise.

Is she really that well-behaved?

【...】

If An Qing were a little more arrogant, it would be normal for her to actively argue back or show a wronged attitude.

But the more restrained she became, the more itchy he felt, wanting to comfort her again.

Perhaps she realized her own subconscious desires?

—"When faced with reserved and subtle emotions, one can become hopelessly intoxicated."

If An Qing were to obtain this code, then all relationships would be reversed.

"Okay, I've bought some food to take home. Is there anything else you want? Let me know in advance, and I'll bring it back with me."

Su Che eventually changed the subject and didn't continue to lecture Maomao on professional issues, because he believed that he only needed to touch on the subject briefly, and An Qing would remember it and correct her mistakes.

"I want... ice cream!"

"Oh?"

"Vanilla flavor!"

"understood."

Su Che agreed on the spot and turned around and walked back 300 meters to buy two ice cream cones.

Because ice cream melts easily at room temperature outdoors, the pace of getting home is thus quickened.

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……

For some reason, lately in the evenings,

On the way home,

Time always seems to fly by faster than when you leave home.

For Su Che, forgetting the flow of time is a kind of enjoyment.

The scenery along the way is no longer visible, but there is a better view at home.

Although I know that nothing should be addictive, my burning desire to return home is something I cannot deceive myself about.

The same path is repeated every day.

I passed by the flower shop again.

He subconsciously turned his head to his left, "It's still closed today."

A cloud of gloom settled over Su Che's heart.

However, something that was expected long ago no longer has as much of an impact on me as it did initially.

It's hard to say for sure what will happen if the flower shop opens, or what will happen if it doesn't.

It's just a one-sided feeling that "beautiful places should exist."

"Just like some other people."

"When people are gone, they only become memories."

"There's nothing left."

"Nothing will be left behind."

Su Che knew that he was just a passerby.

But he still didn't like people who left, so he felt that if the ending was destined to be separation, then they shouldn't have met in the first place.

In his philosophy of life, this approach to dealing with people applies to all strangers, and it also applies to his parents.

Go home.

The cat, just like yesterday, obediently waited in front of the door.

She was so obedient it seemed counterintuitive.

A girl who can perfect every detail and action in life can, upon closer examination, breed a deep-seated terror.

If it's not entirely random, then it's all meticulously designed.

Su Che's vigilance would occasionally surface, especially after recalling the established fact that An Qing had been stalking him for two years.

But when the two sat together, sharing hot food, and both wore faint smiles,

They chatted intermittently, half-awkwardly and half-silently.

Seeing the other party acting cautiously and methodically, taking each step with care...

All the fatigue from the whole day was wiped away.

Su Che felt that An Qing seemed to have become an isolated case.

Such cases are completely detached from their own defense mechanisms against the outside world, and have been thoroughly infiltrated.

"Cheche, what time are we going on our date this weekend?"

"Dating?"

Watching the house cat licking the ice cream cone, Su Che couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Yeah, didn't we agree to go to karaoke together this weekend?"

The girl smiled shyly and said, "You didn't know, did you? When we were little, karaoke bars were forbidden places for young couples... You could do all sorts of things there..."

"?"

Su Che was stunned and puzzled: "Where did you get all this nonsense from?"

"I did some research! Since we're all together, we should do our research properly. So after singing practice, I made a schedule. Hehe... I wonder if you'll find it troublesome."

"Huh? Let me see it."

Whether it's troublesome or not is another matter, but Su Che is very curious about what kind of strategy a girl would make.

An Qing felt a little embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before opening her phone's memo app, adding an important note: