Chapter 144

The netizens who saw this line were about to cry themselves stupid.

【Stop stabbing, stop stabbing, the child has no tears left!】

【Waa waa waa, this isn't dating, it's clearly a matter of life and death!】

【Waa waa waa, we're out of paper at home, I'm holding the cat master, it seems scared, it's touching me waa waa waa waa waa】

【What sin! We people without partners or pets deserve to be killed by creation!! 【Grief】【Grief】】

Ling Yue sighed, acknowledging the girl's words; the latter's eyes instantly lit up, and she looked at Ling Yue warily: "Streamer, can you help me translate what my boyfriend wants to say?"

Ling Yue nodded, not minding at all; Butterfly Bai Lai Xing, hearing her words, suddenly flew up all around the room, its voice very soft, but Ling Yue had long been accustomed to it.

In life he must have been a very gentle boy, speaking a bit naggingly: "Winter's here, Qian Qian loves to lose things, her winter clothes are just stuffed in haphazardly, and in the end I always have to tidy them up for her."

"Streamer, please help, tell Qian Qian her winter clothes are in the left wardrobe, the coat on top, the base layer below, and her summer clothes are in the blue wardrobe to the side……"

His nagging was also extremely affectionate; after Ling Yue's translation, Qian Qian bit her finger, her throat dry, her eyes swollen like a peach, tears almost cried dry.

Qian Qian nodded, crying as she said: "I know, I know……"

From now on no one will treat her like that anymore; whenever she thinks of these things, her nose feels sour, and all the stars in the world go out with his disappearance.

How will she endure such a long, long remaining life?

She wishes all this were just a dream—open her eyes, morning comes, the dream ends, and she's still her boyfriend's little spoiled darling in his arms.

Qian Qian followed the butterfly step by step, opened the cabinet door, and compared to her two large wardrobes, her boyfriend's belongings were pitifully few.

Inside was a row of warm-toned clothes, the colors steady and warm.

Suddenly she saw the butterfly perched in an iron-gray gift box, then it darted away again; Qian Qian's eyes showed a hint of surprise: "What is this? I've never seen it before."

She bent down, took it out, the big gift box taken out, she opened it—unexpectedly simple, just a palm-sized red velvet gift box.

The stream's netizens all grew curious, guessing what could be inside.

【It must be something the boyfriend left behind, but why do I feel the butterfly was just being evasive, as if hiding something!】

【Only now you notice? Look, it's still stopping the young lady, the more curious we get—what on earth is inside?】

【Emmm…… I feel like I've seen this before.】

【Could it be that no one guessed? This is obviously…… ah!】

【……What is it? Upstairs sisters, speak up, don't beat around the bush!】

They chatted heatedly, while Qian Qian had already opened the box; the dancing butterfly perched atop it, the dazzling diamond ring shining brilliantly, and Qian Qian couldn't help covering her mouth.

Engagement Ring!

It was exactly her favorite style; before they were together, she had once told him she wanted the biggest, brightest diamond ring, with a magnolia flower base she liked, she'd just said it offhand, never imagining he'd actually pull it off.

How long had he hidden it?

Qian Qian doesn't know, but Ling Yue can hear it.

The boy's somewhat depressed voice carried a wry smile: "I've been dating Qian Qian for five years; I planned to propose on her birthday, which is today, but I never imagined……"

Never imagining he wouldn't even make it to next week.

After Ling Yue translated it, everyone who heard the line fell silent.

Qian Qian slipped on the ring, smiling at him: "Dear, look, it fits perfectly—I accept your proposal."

She laughed happily and joyfully, when the butterfly lunged at her: "What are you wearing that for? A dead person's belongings should be buried with me in the ground, Qian Qian—you're still so young, someday someone will love you more than I do."

If he spoke without a hint of a sob, Ling Yue felt his words might be more believable.

Qian Qian fiddled with her diamond ring in front of the mirror—big and flashy—but she couldn't help bursting into tears.

Suddenly the doorbell rang; she froze for a moment, opened the door, and found it was her boyfriend's parents.

The two elders, hair white as snow, looked at her kindly; she and her boyfriend had already met the parents, Qian Qian respectfully welcomed them in, only then noticing they held a large box.

"No no no, we're not coming in."

"Qian Qian, this is our brat's stuff—do with it as you wish." They said, eyes glistening with tears, faces bearing a relieved smile, as if they'd long known what it was, awaiting Qian Qian's reaction.

Qian Qian felt somewhat overwhelmed by the favor, hardly believing she'd taken the box; on the contrary, Butterfly Bai Lai Xing was shocked to the extreme.

Ling Yue heard its panicked voice: "Mom and Dad, how could you give this to Qian Qian? Take it back quickly, don't give it to Qian Qian!"

It showed a hint of worry, but no matter how it tried to stop, this was already a foregone conclusion; almost as soon as the elders left, Qian Qian immediately opened the box.

She teased Butterfly Bai Lai Xing playfully: "Your parents said this is all the stuff you left behind; even as your girlfriend I've never seen it, and now I'm opening the box!"

She said while looking at the screen: "Everyone, please bear witness for me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she swung her hand and cut open the box; a pile of things appeared before her eyes, Qian Qian picked up a photo, still exclaiming: "Wow, so many photos!"

But when she saw the photo clearly, the smile on her face froze instantly.

Before the camera, that photo finally revealed its true face.

The yellowed corners of the photo gave it a strong sense of age, though the content was rather messy.

After opening it, the netizens who were howling for dog food stared at the screen—it was a completely ordinary photo, composition terrible, yet someone quickly noticed something off.

【Look, the girl in the corner with twin tails, the pretty little sister—doesn't she look like the consul?】

【Holy crap, it's not just like—it is her!】

【But Qian Qian said they've only been dating five years; the girl in the photo is wearing high school clothes—how long ago was that?】

As soon as that was said, Qian Qian froze, incredulous, staring at the pile of photos in the box—each corner held her presence, as if the photographer had unintentionally snapped her in.

But she knew her boyfriend was a photographer who'd won a world photography award; he said he'd been playing with photography since childhood, had already won awards in high school, and even with his eyes closed he'd shoot better than others.

So what is this now?

He wouldn't lie to her; his skill back in high school wasn't like this either—suddenly a thought flashed into her mind.

She slowly widened her eyes, realizing: he did it on purpose, he deliberately shot it so messily.

To confuse others, the photos are full of his handiwork everywhere; if you look closely, you'll see that her appearance in the corner is actually the core of each photo.

Qian Qian slowly clenched the photo, looked at the butterfly, and asked: "Why?"

Why do this?

Butterfly Bai Lai Xing didn't dare look at her eyes, and in despair said, "I like her."

Because I like you.

Ever since seeing that cheerful, lively girl, he's always liked her; they dated for five years, known each other for seven, but the time he's liked her is far earlier than when she got to know him.

He secretly loved her for ten years, from high school to graduation; he loved her wholeheartedly for ten years, which is why they're so compatible—he knows all her favorite foods, she can't stand food without spice, when unhappy she likes to poke plush toys, she loves listening to Zhou Tianwang's songs, and her biggest dream in life is to attend an idol's concert in person……

Before knowing her, he racked his brains to create every chance to meet her; after meeting her, he gave his all, hoping she would fall for him.

Later they got together; his outward restraint hid a heart that went whee with ecstasy.

Listening to Ling Yue's translation, not only Qian Qian but even the livestream chatters were left dumbfounded—what an ultra‑rare, deep‑love species!

【Ahhhh why must they be separated by yin and yang? Can't there be a happy ending!】

【Sniff Qian Qian must be a good girl, otherwise he wouldn't like her so much.】

【Heaven, are you blind? Why split a truly loving couple? He spent ten whole years, ten years, to be with her—he's endured everything, why so sudden!】

【Sniff sniff my tears are worthless, take them, take them all!】

At the same moment, Qian Qian blinked, and everything from the past flashed before her eyes—those everyday details she'd overlooked suddenly surged in her mind, and she finally realized what she had missed.

The uncles and aunts who sent the gifts surely knew; they knew Bai Lai Xing liked her, which is why they sent his things over, and they knew Bai Lai Xing liked her, which is why they were so surprised at their first meeting.

Tears blurred her vision; Qian Qian clenched her mouth and kept rummaging through the box—the rabbit plush her mom had carelessly tossed into the trash, which she later searched for but could no longer find.

It turned out he had picked it up.

She opened her mouth, only to realize she couldn't utter a word.

Qian Qian wailed, especially after hearing Bai Lai Xing's confession, but she didn't expect him to suddenly shift gears: "Want to get rid of me, make me forget you? I tell you, Bai Lai Xing, you'd better not even dream of it!"

"In this life and the next, nobody loves me more than you do, and I love you too—if it weren't so, why would I be crying like a fool?"

"I will like you, I will wait for you; you spoiled me and now want to abandon me—no way!"

She looked at the flustered Butterfly, crying and laughing, tears still on her face, but her spirit was clearly much better than before.

Qian Qian looked firmly at Ling Yue and said, "Host, I will keep waiting, definitely!"

"Even if he is reincarnated?"

Qian Qian nodded without hesitation, then suddenly realized, she jerked her head up to look at Ling Yue: "Reincarnation?"

Ling Yue gave her a meaningful look; strictly speaking, it was her Fate Line—the broken part was completely severed, but afterward a new Fate Line had begun to show signs.

Vague words were enough; if she were to be more explicit, Ling Yue didn't say.

She saw Qian Qian's enlightened expression, lightly curled her lips, and saw that the smile made the chatters almost die of curiosity.

【Host, what exactly do you mean? Tell us~】

【What is there that this noble Orca Member can't hear? Host, we're all family—family doesn't keep secrets!】

【Ahhh Host, if you don't speak now I won't be able to sleep tonight!】

【I think I kinda get it… it's that… this… that thing!】

【Don't want to think, Host, can you just tell me? A whisper will do.】

Ling Yue looked at the motley assortment of questions, couldn't help twitching her mouth: "No way."

Even after the stream ended, some chatters still didn't know what riddle she and Qian Qian were playing, though it was actually easy to guess.

Her boyfriend is going to be reincarnated; in this life they're destined not to be together. In the next life, according to Ling Yue's speculation, there's still a good chance.

However, that would be far in the future.

After the stream ended, Ling Yue lay down feeling at ease; as for love, she sighed, having first encountered this bone‑deep feeling, even promising each other future lives.

Besides being moved, Ling Yue also felt a little afraid; love is a sweet cake and a heavy burden, so she concluded: one must be careful when choosing a partner!

Without realizing it, Ling Yue fell asleep.

The next morning.

A colleague from the Special Safety Bureau called, voice urgent: "Ling Yue, are you free now? If so, come over—something happened." ：，，.