Chapter 1

Wen Zheng, a Great God in the gaming section, was now with a rookie streamer.

So… what was Ji Wei supposed to do?

The news spread across Bilibili with astonishing speed, becoming common knowledge to everyone. As soon as Ji Wei logged into his account, he was met with countless sympathetic comments.

[Eye of Cthulhu] I never thought Wen Zheng would be someone who judges by looks. I saw the new guy; he’s genuinely handsome. Sigh, Weiwei, don’t cry. His voice isn’t as nice as yours.

[Moon Boss] The CP fans’ hearts are broken. Anyone with eyes could see they were being flirty, but then Wen Zheng went and found someone else. Ji Wei is the real victim here.

[Flower of the Century] What a shame. I heard Wen Zheng is rich and handsome in real life. Ji Wei probably won’t be streaming today.

In response, Ji Wei was a little bewildered.

He really… didn’t need their sympathy.

On the contrary, he was relieved.

He and Wen Zheng were both content creators in the gaming section. The only difference was that he was a nobody, while Wen Zheng was a major creator with millions of fans. They had met in an FPS game.

Perhaps because Wen Zheng thought he was a good player, he often invited Ji Wei to stream with him. Ji Wei found it hard to refuse, and over time, so-called CP fans emerged. He didn’t mind it himself, but he was worried it would cause trouble for Wen Zheng.

Now, he could finally relax.

After sending Wen Zheng a congratulatory message, he received a message from another streamer he was good friends with.

World Destroyer: “Are you okay?”

Ji Wei: “Why wouldn’t I be? Wen Zheng and I are just ordinary friends. The fans were just joking around. You didn’t take it seriously, did you?”

World Destroyer: “You didn’t notice he was into you before? He was always complimenting your voice. We all thought it was just a matter of time before you two got together. I never expected this.”

Ji Wei fell into deep thought. “Was he… really?”

Then he remembered.

He never showed his face during streams. Wen Zheng had casually asked about his looks, and after he replied that he was average-looking, the usually enthusiastic Wen Zheng had grown somewhat distant and rarely invited him to stream together anymore.

He had thought Wen Zheng was trying to avoid fueling rumors.

He never expected to be—

Looked down upon.

For a moment, Ji Wei’s feelings were complicated. Having received love letters until his hands went soft since he was a child, this was the first time he’d had such an experience. However, he didn’t dwell on it and simply smiled.

World Destroyer lamented, “I see you really weren’t into Wen Zheng. I’m curious, if you don’t even like him, what kind of person are you looking for?”

Ji Wei replied succinctly, “Someone like Lu Shenxing.”

His idol was Lu Shenxing.

Ji Wei had been his fan for seven years, from the age of twelve to nineteen, watching him grow from a remarkably talented newcomer to the youngest Triple Crown Film Emperor in the Huaxia Nation.

When he narrowly missed the Best Actor award at Cannes last year, the whole world felt sorry for him.

Posters of Lu Shenxing had accompanied Ji Wei through his arduous exam periods, from middle school entrance exams and college entrance exams all the way to university.

It was safe to say that Lu Shenxing was an indispensable part of his life.

World Destroyer was speechless. “…That’s a tall order.”

He then sent another message: “Looks like you’re destined for the abandoned husband route from now on.”

This time, it was Ji Wei’s turn to be speechless.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

He was running out of time.

He closed his laptop, buttoned the loose collar of his shirt, and walked hastily towards the door. Before closing it, he said to his roommate, “I’m heading out.”

“You have class today?”

His roommate sat up in bed, glanced at the schedule, and breathed a sigh of relief. “There are no classes on Friday afternoon.”

Ji Wei shook his head. “I’m not going to class.”

He didn’t say the rest.

He was going on a blind date.

Ji Wei walked out of the dorm.

The reason he didn’t tell Chen Yan was that he was afraid of freaking him out.

As a young man who had just started university, he never imagined something like a blind date would happen to him, let alone to others.

But he had no choice.

The mother of his blind date was an old classmate his own mother hadn’t contacted in years. She was so worried about her son’s marriage that she had been hospitalized. When she brought up the blind date, his mother didn’t have the heart to refuse.

However, he had it all figured out.

He was just going to make an appearance today. He hadn’t even looked at his blind date’s profile.

All he knew was that the man’s surname was Lu, and he had been too busy with work to find a partner, which was why he was still single.

A reasonable guess would be…

—either a surgeon or… a programmer.

He slung his bag over one shoulder, which was filled with midterm exam materials, and took a taxi to Silver Harbor.

Silver Harbor was the most famous Japanese restaurant in C City, and naturally, the prices were exorbitant, with an average cost of forty to fifty thousand yuan per person. Even a rich second-generation kid like Chen Yan had to book in advance, usually three months or more.

All of the above came from an online encyclopedia.

This was his first time here.

Contrary to the packed house he had imagined, there were very few people in the restaurant; it was mostly empty.

Waitstaff dressed in dark blue kimono tops stood quietly on either side of the entrance, bowing to him. “Good day, Mr. Ji.”

Ji Wei wasn’t used to such formality and casually remarked, “Not many customers today.”

The waiter’s tone became even more respectful. “Mr. Lu has booked the entire restaurant.”

Booked… the entire thing?

Ji Wei coughed abruptly and raised his eyebrows. Now, the restaurant no longer looked empty but rather glittered with a golden sheen, shining with the brilliance of money.

There was no need.

Really, there was no need.

Even if one worked at BAT or in Silicon Valley, their annual income including stock options would only be around ten million yuan. Spending nearly a million on a single meal was something he could only describe as extravagant.

Led by the waiter, he walked into the restaurant’s interior. At a table near the window, he saw Mr. Lu’s back.

His back was ramrod straight, and the finely tailored suit outlined a narrow waist and long legs. Just from his back, one could tell he had an imposing presence.

And, he looked rather familiar.

He bore a striking resemblance to his idol… Lu Shenxing.

He walked closer.

The closer he got, the more he resembled him.

Could it really be Lu Shenxing?

The thought made him laugh at himself. Who was his idol? Would someone like him really go on a blind date?

He lowered his head and walked to the seat.

Screech—

He pulled out the chair.

Before he could sit down, a man’s lazy voice drifted over, a pleasant timbre like ice cubes clinking gently in a glass of whiskey.

“Let me introduce myself. Lu Shenxing.”

What did he just say?

Lu!

Shen!

Xing?!!

Ji Wei was in a state of utter shock. After a while, he slowly raised his head, and a very familiar face came into view.

The man had sharp, three-dimensional features, with long, narrow eyes that curved upwards at the corners. His irises were a light color, and his lips were pale. His eyes were half-lidded, giving him a somewhat detached air.

Ji Wei’s mind went blank. He could hear his heart thumping against his sternum, making it hard to breathe, and his mouth went dry.

Was he dreaming?!

Ji Wei rubbed his eyes.

“Is there a problem, kid?”

The man lifted his eyelids and asked faintly.

“You-you are…”

Ji Wei began cautiously.

A hint of confusion crossed Lu Shenxing’s brow. “Am I what?”

“The real, live Lu Shenxing?”

The man suddenly laughed, genuinely amused. His shoulders shook with faint tremors, and a soft chuckle escaped his throat.

“I’m alive—” He said with a smile in his voice, then paused and asked, “Do you want to come and touch me to check?”

He’s real!

He’s real!

These three words echoed in Ji Wei’s mind. He forced himself to remain calm and took a sip of lemon water. “N-No, thank you.”

Then, a wordless silence fell between them.

Suddenly, a menu appeared before him, held by Lu Shenxing’s long, slender fingers.

“See what you’d like to eat.”

Ji Wei nodded awkwardly, preparing to take the menu.

But Lu Shenxing didn’t let go. He looked at Ji Wei and said slowly, “You haven’t introduced yourself yet.”

Ji Wei looked up.

He met the man’s dark eyes, the whites tinged with a faint blue, and for a moment, his heart stopped.

How could Lu Shenxing be so handsome!

But that wasn’t the main point.

The main point was…

His idol was his blind date!

Ji Wei suppressed the urge to ask for an autograph, took a deep breath, and said in a slightly trembling voice, “Hello, Mr. Lu. My name is Ji Wei. I’m a sophomore at the Yancheng University Academy of Fine Arts.”

Lu Shenxing smiled lightly. “You really are just a kid.”

Ji Wei: “…”

He thought for a moment and retorted, “I’m already nineteen.”

Lu Shenxing just gave a lazy “oh.”

Ji Wei added in a small voice, “I’m of legal age to marry.”

Lu Shenxing said nothing.

This made Ji Wei suddenly think of the implication behind his words. For a moment, the young man felt the situation was a bit tricky, and he hesitated, wondering if he should explain himself.

But it seemed… no explanation would be right.

Sigh.

Ji Wei took another troubled sip of water.

The lemon water had a faint bitterness, and his heart felt just as bitter.

“Well then, Mr. Xiao Ji—”

Suddenly, Lu Shenxing spoke.

His tone was somewhat serious.

Ji Wei tensed up, his whole body stiff with nervousness.

Lu Shenxing clasped his hands, propping his chin on them, and leaned slightly toward Ji Wei. In a calm tone, he asked, “Are you willing to marry me?”