Embedded Files
Psst! We're moving!
Tang Yu, I want to have a relationship with you that never ends. But love, promises, and principles—they’re all the most illusory things in this world.
So, this is my secret.
— The Diary of Little Tangxin
The awards ceremony for the film festival wasn’t until tomorrow evening. Although Tang Xin had guessed that Tang Yu might rush back, when she truly saw him in person, her heart still skipped a beat. She stood there, staring at him blankly. The man lowered his hand, stepped out of the elevator, and smirked down at her. “Surprised?”
Coming back to her senses, Tang Xin first glanced at Huo Chendong and Gao Heng behind him, then lowered her head to look at her toes. “I thought you weren’t coming back.”
She thought she might have seen him in a video earlier—it was just a fleeting glimpse, only his back.
She wasn’t even sure if it was really him.
“I had to come back.”
His deep voice resonated directly into her heart.
Tang Xin suddenly looked up at him and couldn’t help but ask, “What about tomorrow’s awards ceremony? Will you have enough time to get back?”
Huo Chendong chuckled lightly, teasing casually, “Little Sugarheart, we have to leave by ten o’clock, so we’re only staying for two hours. Are you moved?” In truth, Huo Chendong had been in Beijing all along and had come specifically after hearing about the birthday party.
Only Tang Yu and Gao Heng had squeezed time out of their busy schedules to rush back. Watching Tang Xin, Gao Heng couldn’t help but marvel that Boss Tang was truly going all out to pursue Miss Tang.
Only staying for two hours?
Tang Xin stared straight at Tang Yu, wanting to ask, Why go through all this trouble?
Tang Yu smiled indifferently, ruffling her hair. With a tilt of his chin toward the private room ahead, he said, “Let’s go back to the room first. I’ll stay until you finish cutting the cake, then I’ll leave.”
Watching the tall and slender figure of the man, Tang Xin was momentarily dazed before quickly following him. From behind, she muttered softly, “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”
But she had to admit, women ate this up—especially when it came to the man they liked. Traveling thousands of miles just to see her, celebrating her birthday, even if only for two short hours.
Tang Yu kept his hands in his trouser pockets, slowing his pace, and gave an ambiguous smile. “It’s your birthday today—you’re the star of the show. Think whatever you want.”
Tang Xin: “….”
Tang Yu pushed open the door to the private room. The music inside was deafening, and a few people were grabbing the mic and belting out songs. He instinctively furrowed his brows. Everyone froze upon seeing him, even those who were singing or fighting over the mic seemed paralyzed.
Shen Fei looked at Tang Dingding in surprise. “Isn’t Brother Tang at the film festival?”
“He’s back,” Tang Dingding chirped cheerfully, calling out, “Brother!”
Tang Yu hadn’t expected so many people to be here. He glanced at Tang Dingding, and within seconds, he accepted the situation. Walking in with a neutral expression, he nonchalantly answered a few questions—
“Boss Tang, are you rushing back tomorrow?”
“We’ll leave at ten.”
“What? Isn’t there no direct flight to Taipei at ten?”
“We’ll transfer.”
“….”
…
Tang Xin turned to look at him again. Tang Yu had already sat down on the sofa, his entire body relaxed against the chair. Someone asked if he wanted a drink. He narrowed his eyes slightly and smirked. “Sure, let’s have some.”
He took the glass, holding it loosely in his hand and resting it on his knee. Casually glancing at her, he then gestured toward the empty seat beside him.
Since the moment she saw him, Tang Xin’s heartbeat had been racing. She had always been especially fond of Tang Yu in a suit. Once he put it on, every single move of his felt seductive.
She walked over and sat beside him.
After the initial shock, everyone went back to their own activities—singing, drinking, playing games.
Tang Xin leaned close, whispering in his ear, “You didn’t have to rush back tonight. It’s just a birthday.”
Tang Yu set down his glass without answering. Lowering his head, he gently took hold of her left hand, examining it carefully. There were two places where stitches had been placed on her once delicate palm. They hadn’t fully healed yet, and even after they did, faint scars would remain.
He lightly brushed his fingertips over those spots and whispered in her ear, “That time I rushed to Xinjiang two years ago—were you very upset?”
“…”
Her fingers twitched unconsciously, unsure why he suddenly brought up that incident now.
“That time, it was because something happened to the main creative team. Even if it hadn’t been Ming Zhu, but someone else injured, I would’ve gone to check. It’s just that maybe I wouldn’t have been as urgent.” Tang Yu couldn’t deny what had happened in the past, nor was he someone who dwelled on old grievances. However, if something was a knot in her heart, he was willing to smooth it over. “From now on, anything concerning you will be my top priority. Forget about this incident, okay?”
“…”
Tang Xin’s heart trembled. She abruptly looked up at him. Was this a promise?
The music in the private room stopped and started again. Those who had been fighting over the mic, curious, kept glancing over, forgetting to sing or even the lyrics.
Shen Fei leaned over to Tang Dingding and whispered, “Is Brother Tang really together with Tang Xin now?”
Tang Dingding shook her head. “Not yet. Tang Xin is really hard to chase…”
Shen Fei: “….”
Was she really that hard to chase?
You Huan chuckled softly. “Men only cherish what they have to work hard for. Usually, throwing yourself at them doesn’t end well.”
Tang Dingding paused for a moment, then smiled. “Right.”
Huo Chendong sat next to Tang Dingding, legs crossed, swirling his wine glass. Hearing this, he paused, turning his head to look at her. But she acted as if she didn’t notice him, engrossed in her own world, chatting happily with Shen Fei and You Huan.
“I’m going to sing!”
Tang Dingding stood up and ran to the karaoke machine.
Tang Xin watched Tang Dingding dash enthusiastically to the karaoke stand. Holding the microphone, Tang Dingding smiled brightly. “Sugarheart, what do you want to hear? I’ll sing it for you—I’m amazing at singing!”
Tang Yu: “….”
He narrowed his eyes, his expression cold. This girl really… stole his line.
Everyone’s gaze shifted toward Tang Xin.
Tang Xin finally realized everyone was staring at them. Her face flushed red, and she quickly pulled her hand back, pretending to adjust her hair. Looking at Tang Dingding, she said, “Sing whatever you like. I’ll listen to everything.”
After all, she was tone-deaf. Everyone in the room sang better than her.
After a while, Tang Xin discovered that Tang Dingding’s singing was unexpectedly pleasant—so good that she thought even if Tang Dingding didn’t cast her as the lead actress, she could still make it big as a singer. Subconsciously, she glanced at Tang Yu. Turning his head, Tang Yu looked at her and casually smiled. “Do you want me to sing?”
She had never heard Tang Yu sing before. During group dinners with the project team or the production crew, everyone had sung, and the director had even joked about making him give it a try. Tang Yu had simply smiled and said he couldn’t sing.
Of course, everyone knew—it was just an excuse for Boss Tang to decline.
Tang Xin shook her head. “No.”
With so many people around, he probably wouldn’t sing.
Tang Yu lounged casually on the sofa, only drinking two glasses of alcohol before stopping. Tang Xin was dragged out to play for a while, and in the end, people started teasing her to sing. Just as he was about to step in to rescue her—
You Huan: “Forget it; she can’t sing. If you hear her finish, you’ll regret coming to celebrate her birthday.”
Tang Xin: “...”
He chuckled softly.
The entire birthday party schedule was planned by Tang Dingding. Knowing Tang Yu had to leave early, she moved the cake-cutting and gift-giving segments forward. Everyone’s gifts were handed out, even Huo Chendong sent Tang Xin an Alipay red envelope on the spot—it was 8888 yuan.
Finally, everyone turned to Tang Yu. You Huan raised an eyebrow: “Boss Tang, where’s your birthday gift?”
Tang Yu smiled faintly: “I’ll give the gift privately.”
“Tsk, you’re still hiding it? What is it?”
“Brother Tang, you’re making us curious. Come on, take it out!”
“I know! I heard that last month, Brother Tang bought a diamond at an auction for over five million yuan!”
...
Tang Xin looked at Tang Yu with wide eyes—had he really bought her a diamond?
Tang Yu glanced at her, then suddenly scooped up some cream and smeared it on her face, smirking: “You want a diamond?”
...Not really, she was just curious.
Nevertheless, Tang Xin nodded and laughed carelessly.
The next moment, Tang Dingding suddenly got mischievous and wanted to imitate her brother by smearing cake on someone. She winked at everyone, and several people simultaneously grabbed cream to smear on Tang Xin. Tang Xin was terrified, her beautiful face distorted, and she let out a scream. Just as she was about to dodge, Tang Yu pressed her into his arms and quickly turned around, using his back to shield her.
Someone couldn’t stop in time, and white and pink cream ended up smeared all over his high-end suit jacket.
“Ah! I didn’t mean to...” Shen Fei hurried to apologize.
Tang Xin quickly wriggled out of his embrace, turned around, and saw the damage. Feeling pained, she took a tissue to help him wipe it off. “It won’t come off...”
Tang Yu didn’t seem to care. He casually unbuttoned his suit, swiftly removed it, and hung it over his arm. Glancing at his watch, it was 9:50 PM. He looked at her, suddenly hooked his arm around her shoulders, and guided her toward the sofa, pressing her onto it.
Tang Yu casually picked up a microphone from the sofa and walked to the karaoke stand, sitting on a high stool. Everyone’s gaze immediately shifted toward him.
He chose The Moon Represents My Heart , the Leslie Cheung version.
Tang Xin particularly loved this version, having listened to it thousands of times. As soon as the intro began, her heart started pounding wildly. She sat on the sofa, her gaze fixed like it was glued, staring directly at the man on the high stool. A halo of light surrounded him, and his long legs, clad in tailored trousers, rested loosely on the glass floor, exuding an especially sexy charm.
Tang Yu gazed at her with deep, passionate eyes. His voice was low and raspy, slightly lower than the original singer—
How much do you love me? How deeply do you love me?
My feelings are true, my love is real,
The moon represents my heart...
Tang Xin had imagined that Tang Yu might sound good singing, but she never expected that watching him sing would be so captivating, stirring both her heartache and softness. She suddenly felt like crying—how much did she like him? For her, it was ten out of ten.
Not only was Tang Xin stunned, but everyone else was too.
It was as if the entire crowd had become invisible, leaving only them in this world.
Tang Xin held back from crying, fearing embarrassment.
But Tang Dingding cried, tears streaming down her face. Pitying herself, she suddenly burst into laughter.
Huo Chendong was momentarily taken aback and handed her a tissue, somewhat amused and exasperated: “Why are you crying?”
Tang Dingding wiped her tears, gasped, and whispered through teary eyes: “Nothing, I just feel that my brother really likes Tang Xin now. Seeing them like this is wonderful. Mutual affection is truly amazing—they’ll definitely be happy together in the future.” She paused, glanced at him, and smiled. “Though everyone has different ways of pursuing happiness, Brother Huo, I think being happy is what matters most.”
Huo Chendong pursed his lips, smiling bitterly: “Mm.”
The song lasted 4 minutes and 7 seconds. After Tang Yu finished, he gently exhaled.
To be honest, he was a bit nervous.
He straightened up, walked toward Tang Xin, and pinched her small round face. Tang Xin snapped out of her daze, her eyes bright and clear. He lifted her chin: “Will you see me off?”
Tang Xin swallowed hard, leaning on his arm as she stood up: “Alright.”
They headed toward the exit, followed by Gao Heng and Huo Chendong.
Only after stepping out of the private room did Tang Xin remember that she had left her coat in the dressing room locker. Standing at the elevator door, she looked up at Tang Yu, pursed her lips, and sweetly smiled at him: “I’ll see you off here, okay?”
Tang Yu: “...”
He narrowed his eyes, the words “No way” clearly visible in his eyes.
Tang Xin pretended not to notice and continued to smile sweetly at him, even helping him press the elevator button.
Gao Heng silently glanced at Boss Tang, feeling sympathetic. It seemed Tang Yu’s trip had been in vain again—he hadn’t managed to win her over.
Tang Yu clenched his jaw, firmly pinching her cheek, then turned and stepped into the elevator.
Tang Xin: “...”
The elevator doors slowly closed, completely shutting off his dark gaze.
Tang Xin lowered her head, looking somewhat pitiful.
Was he blaming her?
He hadn’t prepared a birthday gift, nor had he said he liked her or asked her to be his girlfriend.
Just as she was about to turn away.
Her phone suddenly vibrated wildly.
Tang Yu: [I like you]
Tang Yu: [I like you]
Tang Yu: [I like you]
...
One red envelope after another flooded her screen like rapid-fire messages.
Tang Xin lost count of how many he sent or why he could type so fast—it made her dizzy.
A few minutes later.
Tang Yu leaned back in the car, typed the final line, and tossed his phone aside, exhaling deeply. Tonight, he had done things he’d never done before.
He turned to look quietly at the entrance of the club, patiently waiting.
Tang Yu: “Come downstairs to get the diamond.”
Tang Xin: “...?”
She was still standing at the elevator door, her mind completely blank. What did he mean by coming downstairs to get the diamond?
At 10:10 PM.
Huo Chendong stood under a withered tree next to the car, smoking. Finally, Gao Heng couldn’t hold back anymore and opened the car door to remind him: “Boss Tang, if we don’t leave now, we’ll be late.”
Tang Yu frowned, about to speak, when he noticed a slim, delicate figure appear at the entrance. She wore a white dress, her high heels clicking lightly as she lifted her skirt and ran down the steps. The biting cold wind seemed ready to blow her away.
He pushed Gao Heng aside, swung one leg out of the car, but before he could walk over, she rushed into his arms.
The girl was icy cold, her slender arms wrapping around his warm neck, her bright eyes gazing at him. Tang Yu’s heart swelled, almost bursting with emotion. Without a word, he lifted her into the car, draping his suit jacket over her.
Tang Xin sat on his lap, enveloped in warmth. Her heartbeat raced, and her cold hands cupped his cheeks, pulling him closer for a kiss—a forceful nibble.
She didn’t control her strength well, causing him pain—
Tang Yu hissed, closing his eyes briefly. He tightened his grip on her waist, opening his lips to reciprocate the kiss fiercely. His lips were hot, kissing her passionately like a wild beast until she couldn’t breathe.
Gao Heng stood outside the car door, dumbfounded. Why did these two always insist on being so forceful? Couldn’t they be normal for once? After finishing his internal complaints, he quietly closed the car door and looked up at the sky.
Outside, the cold wind howled, but inside the car, passion burned fiercely.
Tang Yu buried his face in her delicate neck, calming his breath before gently kissing her earlobe. Tang Xin trembled, pushing him away slightly. Her hair was tousled, and she sat atop him, blushing as she extended her hand: “Where’s the diamond? The five-million-yuan diamond.”
“...”
In the dim light of the car, he leaned against the seat, unable to suppress a chuckle: “Aren’t I worth more than a diamond?”
Tang Xin still held out her hand: “You told me to come downstairs to get the diamond.”
Tang Yu flicked his tongue against the corner of his mouth—it still hurt from her earlier bump. He lowered his head and smiled, pressing her head down and pulling her back in for another kiss. “I already placed it at your home.”
He was afraid he wouldn’t make it back in time.
He had already left it there earlier.
She froze. He licked her lips, his tongue invading again, tangling with hers. In a hoarse voice, he murmured: “You have to accept the diamond and the boyfriend together.”
“...”
Cunning.
Sly.
Shameless!
After a while, he released her. Both were panting, and Tang Xin leaned limply against his chest. Suddenly, she looked up at him, feigning pride: “Fine, but only because of the diamond.”
Knock, knock, knock—
Gao Heng tapped on the car window under immense pressure: “Boss Tang, if we don’t leave now, we’ll be late...”
Google Sites
Report abuse