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It turns out that Xie Chengyun is sick. No wonder he, who never sheds a tear, seems so fragile in front of me. Is he afraid that I will disappear again?
I don't have much energy to ponder Xie Chengyun's thoughts, as my self-produced program is about to start running. The first episode is the most important; it determines the future direction of the show.
An assistant brought me a list of potential guests. After sifting through it for a long time, I finally set my sights on a self-made foreign businessman. He will be staying in the country for a while to discuss a collaboration project.
Following the schedule I found out about, I located him at a charity gala tonight. I crouched down and made my way to the front row, only to be taken aback when I looked up. He was negotiating with the person next to him in his native language. And that person was Xie Chengyun.
Xie Chengyun caught sight of me out of the corner of his eye and was also momentarily stunned. Under the dazzling overhead lights, I could clearly see my reflection in his eyes.
I attempted to converse with the foreign businessman in both Chinese and English, but he couldn't understand me. I stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.
Xie Chengyun let out a very light laugh. It wasn't mocking or sarcastic; it felt more like a helpless yet affectionate chuckle after a mischievous cat had caused some trouble.
Xie Chengyun switched languages and translated for me. The two of them spoke in words I couldn't comprehend, and I found myself drifting into a daze. My wandering gaze somehow returned to Xie Chengyun.
He always wore a faint smile, as if he was confident of victory. When negotiating with others, he exuded an air of maturity and steadiness. At that moment, I truly understood why he was called the "Smiling Tiger."
"He has a collaboration with the Xie family, and the day you wanted to discuss things with him happened to coincide with our meeting."
"Is your schedule very tight? Can you push it back a bit?"
He shook his head. "That's not possible. You can come to our company; there will be some free time before the meeting."
...
That day, I arrived at the Xie family as scheduled.
After successfully securing the first guest, I waited outside the conference room, timing my gratitude to Xie Chengyun as the meeting concluded.
His assistant hurried over and whispered, "It seems there's a problem with the virtual technology project. Can you take a look?"
I suddenly recalled what Li Mu had once said.
I called out to Xie Chengyun, who was about to leave. "Can I go take a look?"
Xie Chengyun turned back and looked at me deeply. "Sure."
He took me to see the virtual scene that the tech team had created so far.
There was only one scene, simulating his eighteenth birthday.
It was also the day he climbed into bed.
I have a vivid memory of that day.
At that time, Xie Chengyun was still invisible in the Xie family, inconspicuous.
The First Wife thought he was too young to make any waves and didn't pay him any attention.
In all aspects of life and study, they never inquired about him, not even bothering to put on a facade.
For his birthday, the Xie family did not hold a special birthday party like they did for Xie Yu.
Xie Chengyun's only source of wealth was his parents' inheritance and a portion of my pocket money that I set aside.
At that time, I was studying at university in another city and couldn't pay much attention to him.
I only learned later that he lived quite frugally, saving wherever he could.
"Your clothes are so faded; why don't you change into something else?"
"No need, I can still wear this."
"You are eating steamed buns at school again. How did you lose so much weight? Isn't there still money on your meal card?"
"I don't have time to eat in the cafeteria."
He was so frugal that he didn't even care about his own birthday.
So, I secretly went to a cake shop and made a cream cake for him to celebrate his birthday.
"Your room is too small; come to my place."
The room the Xie Family assigned him was smaller than a guest room, but fortunately, he lived on campus and didn't have to squeeze into this space.
I lit the candles and let him make a wish.
It was at that moment that he confessed to me.
"Sister, I like you. What about you?"
I felt my palms sweating because in the next second, I was going to reject him.
But in the virtual scene, "I" smiled sweetly, leaning my forehead against his.
This position felt intimately close.
"I like you too."
Xie Chengyun modified my response.
I suddenly turned my head and met his calm black eyes.
For over seven hundred days and nights, he had relied on this ethereal scene to comfort himself.
I heard him say, "Sister, you might not know this, but I was ill and had hallucinations at one point. Sometimes I couldn't tell if you were really here or if I had imagined you."
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