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Chapter 337, Chapter 334: Timeless
"President."

Holding Yan Huan's burning hand, Sakura Miyako pursed her lips.

Despite being filled with fear about the high table dinner that had been ruined by the outside world, at this moment, Sakura Miyako still chose to believe in Yan Huan.
"Crack!"

After a crisp sound, everything around them, starting from the ceiling, began to turn to dust, revealing the darkness that had lasted for less than a second outside.

On Yan Huan, her tattered suit was given a new lease on life, and on Ying Gongtong, her simple pajamas were transformed into a pure white gown.

"Wow"

A gentle sea breeze carries the sound of waves crashing in.

The two of them stood side by side on the beach in front of the dance hall, unnoticed by anyone.

"what happened?"

"The power is out?"

"What happened?"

"Oh no, what a wonderful ball, is it going to be over now?"

That would be terrible.

All around, the sudden power outage elicited a chorus of questions from students and teachers.

"woo"

The sound was like torture, and Yan Huan instantly felt the petite girl in his arms tremble slightly as she kept snuggling closer to him.

But Yan Huan simply hugged her tighter and looked down at her loose hair.

He gently took out the hydrangea hairband that the self-conscious Sakura-miya, or perhaps the perfect Sakura-miya, had given him from his bosom.

Then, he said softly,

"Don't be afraid, Hitomi. Look over there."

The direction Yan Huan was pointing was the direction of the sea.

"Hey?"

Sakura Miyako was slightly taken aback and subconsciously turned her head away.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yan Huan reached out and tied up her long hair with a hydrangea hairband.

"Wow"

The sea held the depths of night, and tonight the clouds obscured the moon's brightness, making it unable to see anything.

"Snapped!"

"Whoosh!"

But the next second, in the darkness and silence, at the very edge of what the naked eye could see.
A faint light slowly rose from the horizon, ascending towards Gaokou.

"Om!!"

The flickering glimmer of light shot straight up into the sky, like a scalpel blade, piercing the silence and darkness of the place.

"."

Sakuramiya Hitomi stared blankly at the faint light rising alone from the darkness, already realizing what it was.
Thus, in stark contrast to that soaring glimmer of light...
A single tear slid down her cheek.

We are each other.

[I'm sure you're feeling the same way right now.]

The live band nearby noticed the boy's gaze and quickly raised their instruments, playing melodious tunes.

What was that sound?

"Look, what is that?!"

"Is it fireworks?!"

The faint light slowly rising on the distant horizon also attracted the attention of all the puzzled students present.

Looking into the darkness of the sea, they saw a faint light trailing a tail of light, already reaching the zenith.

"boom!!"

Suddenly, the faint light that had reached high in the sky burst into bloom, illuminating the sea and the entire banquet hall with its dazzling array of colors!

The sea was instantly filled with shimmering rainbows, and even the beach seemed to shimmer with regular streams of light, not to mention the glass-domed venue.
The gazes of everyone who had been drawn to a tiny beam of light were now, in the instant the fireworks burst open, allowed them to clearly see the boy and girl standing on the beach.
The young man was dressed in a sharp suit, his back straight.

The young girl's white dress fluttered in the breeze, exuding elegance and beauty.

Immediately afterward, amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, the boy took a step back and turned to look at the girl beside him who was still staring blankly at the sea.

He had one hand behind his back, and the other hand held out a hydrangea, inviting the girl to join him.

"Hitomi, may I invite you to dance the first dance of the day with me?"

"."

Hitomi Sakura turned her head blankly, and under the dazzling fireworks, the tears on her cheeks shone like jewels.

But she was met with the invitation she had been waiting for for so long.
The next second, she smiled, wiped away her tears while sobbing, and nodded.
"Okay, President."

She also reached out her hand and placed it on Yan Huan's outstretched hand.

"Wow!!"

"Was this part of the president's plan?! I thought the power was really out!!"

"To actually confess like that, President Yan, is really cheating!"

In an instant, the students in the entire hall were once again in an uproar.

Fireworks are a fleeting, brilliant display.

But at that moment, fireworks were rising one after another on the distant horizon.

It was as if the seed that Yan Huan had planted the day she fell in love with Sakura Miyabi had taken root and sprouted at this moment, making the dark venue bright and clear.

That distance was just right—enough to see the fireworks, but with very little noise.
Therefore, the orchestra's music flowed freely like water, connecting the emotions of everyone present.

I've already done my homework regarding your research.

[Interests and ideas—I know them all inside and out!]

Nearby, numerous staff members who were live-streaming pointed their cameras at Yan Huan.

Just like what Hitomi Sakuramiya has done countless times.

Hiding behind the camera, under Nara's speechless gaze, she took a pen and wrote down everything about him.

After taking notes, Hitomi Sakuramiya slowly stood up and examined her posture in the mirror to see if it was elegant.
"Look, Nara, how do I look in this?"

"ugly."

"Nara!! Seriously!!"

But now, she no longer needs to use a camera to get a better look at the boy who is so close to her.

The only remaining issue is "when to start," so we just need to follow the pre-set, natural process.

Let's check these areas to see where mistakes are likely to occur.

Remove it completely.

The fireworks that rose above the venue were a spectacle that had been seen countless times in the southern district at night.

Before the modding tool arrived, it illuminated countless times Yan Huan's desk in his bedroom and his eyes, witnessing his efforts to bridge the gap between their family backgrounds.

Until one day, he twirled his pen, gazing at the fireworks soaring into the sky, and suddenly paused, slightly taken aback.

He then immediately opened the calendar in front of him and flipped to January 1st.

Above, written in red pen:

"Sakuramiya's Birthday"

He solemnly picked up the pen and added a stroke below.
Let's go watch the fireworks together.

But now, he has fulfilled this promise buried deep in his heart time and time again.

Okay, I'm absolutely sure! I feel the same way—you'll confess your feelings to me.

[Pulling the red thread that connects us all]

I can't wait!

On the beach, Yan Huan took a deep breath after receiving permission from Sakura Miyako.

As the night breeze blew, Hitomi Sakura's skirt swayed, causing her hair, which was tied up with a hydrangea ribbon, to dance.

"Look!! That hairband!! That hairband is the one I gave to Sakuramiya so he could give to the student council president!! It's mine!!"

Inside the venue, Juliana was also moved to tears. She grabbed Ashley, who was untying Yahashiki's bonds, by the neck and shook her violently.
"Yes Yes Yes"

Ashley looked helpless, but when she saw Sakura Miyako pin the hydrangea she had received to Yan Huan's chest, she couldn't help but smile.

You are so dazzling.

[So radiant that I could hardly see them, as if enveloped in an incandescent halo.]

In the arena, Yan Huan could no longer restrain herself and gently pulled Sakura Miyako closer to her.
That is the starting position for a waltz.

"Are you ready, Hitomi?"

"Um"

In her arms, Sakura Miyabi pursed her lips and nodded tremblingly.

"Um, but, but President, I slept for a long time, and my body might... oh dear!!"

"It's ok!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan suddenly grabbed Ying Gongtong's waist and spun her around on the beach, startling her.

As is customary, the student council president will lead the dance now!
Whether you're straightforward or indirect,

Before the tears fall, let your uniqueness take shape!

That jump nearly cost them their lives.

One of them had just fallen from a great height; beneath his bright and shiny clothes were numerous wounds, and it hurt wherever he touched them.

One of them had been asleep for who knows how long and only just woke up now. In addition, he was already in poor health, and he was panting after only a few laps.

As a result, their original dance gradually began to change.

"Ugh... President, I'm already a little... sure enough..."

As she felt her strength waning, worry began to surface on Sakura Miyako's face again.

Even though Yan Huan had made up for the power outage at the high table banquet with fireworks, Sakura Miyako was still worried that her physical strength would ruin the lead dance.

"."

Seeing this, Yan Huan raised an eyebrow.

He suddenly reached up and pinched his injured thigh, the pain instantly making him gasp.
"hiss!"

In an instant, their previously synchronized dance steps faltered, causing Yan Huan and Sakura Miyako to bounce around a few times on the spot.
"President, are you alright?!" Upon seeing this, Sakura Miyako's expression immediately changed, and she looked him up and down.

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Yan Huan smiled helplessly and quickly adjusted her pace.

But looking at Sakura Miyabi Hitomi's worried face in his arms, he couldn't help but chuckle. Then, without saying anything, he simply gestured towards the venue.

Seeing this, Hitomi Sakura immediately looked in that direction.

But over there, everyone was still clapping and taking pictures with their phones, only now there was much more laughter and chatter from the students.

"President!! Is it because Vice President Sakuramiya is too close to you that you're nervous?!"

"It's okay, we understand!!"

"Hahaha"

The atmosphere remained cheerful and did not worsen because of his mistake.

On the contrary, it seems even better.

"So what if you're not feeling well and didn't dance well? It doesn't matter at all, Hitomi."

Yan Huan leaned close to Sakura Miyako's ear and whispered these words.
"Now, it's time for us to lead the dance. That's the most important thing!"

"."

Hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes narrowed slightly.

She watched as Yan Huan withdrew her head, then looked at the students in the hall and laughed and scolded them.
"Nonsense, it's just sand that tripped me up! If you don't believe me, let's jump again in the venue!"

"boom!"

At this moment, colorful fireworks still illuminated everything in the sky.

Feeling the lively and joyful atmosphere around her, Yan Huan's words to Perfect Sakura Palace, or rather, to her earlier words, were now truly etched into her mind.
Yes, right now, as long as I'm with the president.
It's fine no matter what.

I have so much to say to you, but in the end, I often can't express what I truly mean.

At this moment, on the calm sea, a speedboat is rapidly approaching the island.

On the speedboat, Nara, dressed in a cheongsam, held up binoculars and observed the young men and women walking into the venue together on the island. A smile crept onto her face.
"Did you finally do it, my lady~"

Behind her was the generator that Yan Huan had asked her to bring.
And Tong Yingying, with a sour face and her arms crossed.

"What's going on? Yan Huan really danced?! And with whom?"

"."

Upon hearing this, Nara smiled slightly and turned to look at Tong Yingying.
"One good news and one bad news, which should we hear first?"

"what?"

Upon hearing Nara's words, Tong Yingying blinked and immediately stood up.

Could there be a plot twist?!

"Have you heard the bad news first?"

"Well, the bad news is, it's not with you."

"Your mom!"

Tong Yingying's face immediately fell, and she sat back down on the boat.

"Hey, hey, hey, there's more good news!!"

"Hehe, I have some trivial good news."

Nara adjusted the speedboat's direction, ignoring Tong Yingying's words, and continued speaking.

"The good news is, apart from my young lady, I didn't see any other girls who were previously close to Yan Huan."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Tong Yingying was slightly taken aback.

I thought that quietly waiting for the rabbit to run into the tree stump was a clever move, but the hoarse shouts made me realize my mistake too late.

At this moment, throughout Linmen.

As the barrier shattered, a massive spatial rift appeared once again, just like it had before in Sakura Country.

Fortunately, this time they had Sakura Miyako's centipede as a gift, preventing them from ending up in a foreign land.
In a quiet park in Luoqiao District.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

Spencer and Anle landed gently on a grassy slope, rolling around on the ground several times before finally coming to a stop.

Inside the women's restroom of a high-end shopping mall in Beihai District.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Bai Yi was so frightened that her face turned pale, until the next second, she was gently placed on an empty toilet.

Jinghe District, Ye's International.

Ye Shiyu was the last to leave the barrier, and because she got rid of the centipede, she also fell the hardest.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the office lights were already off, and it was pitch black.

Inside the building, almost all electronic devices suddenly and inexplicably malfunctioned, displaying static on their screens.

Ye Shiyu suddenly slammed onto a desk, causing a whole row of tables and chairs to overturn.

Ye Shiyu herself lay amidst the mess, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"I...I did it, Xiao Huan?!"

But the next second, she suddenly looked up and quickly picked up her phone.

Not only her, but all the other hosts who landed also took out their phones.

Yes, the high table dinner was broadcast live.

Now, she has successfully hypnotized Perfect Sakura Palace and destroyed her barrier, presumably Xiao Huan.
"boom!"

However, when Ye Shiyu tremblingly raised her finger and clicked on the live stream...

What she saw
Only a screen full of dazzling, romantic fireworks, and...
"Haha, it won't work inside the venue either, President!"

"So you're just too nervous because the person you like is right in front of you! Still won't admit it!"

Who do you like?
In the darkness, Ye Shiyu stared blankly at the picture on her phone of Yan Huan and Ying Gongtong, a couple who seemed like a match made in heaven.

They danced awkwardly, but each had a happy smile on their face, and their bodies were close together, making it easy to tell.
It's a dual liking, both physiological and psychological.

"."

Upon seeing this, Ye Shiyu's eyes widened instantly, and she froze on the spot.

On the other side, inside a shopping mall in the Jinghe District, Bai Yi also ran out in a panic, carrying her skirt.

"No way, no way?! Really?! Please don't!"

She certainly saw the live stream, and she was in Beihai District, the closest to the venue!
If we rush there now...
"Yan Huan!! Sakura Miyako!! Waaaa!!"

As she ran, she was also live-streaming Yan Huan and Sakura Miyako's dance on her phone!
We're still figuring out how to start a romantic relationship.

At this moment, inside the venue of the High Table Ball.

As time passed, due to physical factors, their dance became increasingly unorthodox.

But gradually, Hitomi Sakuramiya stopped caring whether her dance was perfect or not.
Bathed in the dazzling light of fireworks, all she could see at that moment was her beloved, who was right beside her.

"It's almost over, Hitomi, do you still have the strength?"

"Ok!"

As the musicians in the band took a deep breath at the same time, it was clear that the climax of the dance was about to arrive!
Whenever you look at me, my heart races, and I feel my breath pound.

"boom!!"

At that very moment, the dazzling fireworks burst forth once again in the sky.

The colorful fireworks shone through the transparent glass, illuminating the entire venue.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, amidst their laughter, the multicolored light shone upon Sakura Miyako, who was dancing gracefully.

Through the angular wine glasses filled with liquor on the table, through the glass ceiling above.
Her figure also seemed to be segmented, showing a completely different appearance from every angle and every part.

"President, slow down!"

In a fleeting glance, the one being led by Yan Huan was the sickly Sakura Miyako, dressed in a hospital gown, panting heavily but with burning eyes.

"boom!"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I bumped into you by accident."

In another glance, the clumsy Sakuramiya touched the samurai helmet on his head and gave an awkward smile to the edge of the table that had been bumped.

"Whoa! I'm flying!!"

A moment later, she was incredibly petite, a tiny cherry blossom palace that seemed to float between Yan Huan's fingers, held only in his palm.

"Hmph, well, I guess I'm happy today?"

Gradually, she transformed back into the cool, always two-faced Sakura Miyako.

"President, your health is still..."

Before long, she seemed to transform back into the loving mother, Sakuramiya.

"Clang clang clang!!"

Finally, the orchestra's mainstay string music reached its climax!
Yan Huan gritted her teeth and hugged Sakura Miyabi's waist, while Sakura Miyabi, panting, tilted her head back in Yan Huan's arms and completed the elegant waltz ending pose.

"marvelous!!"

"A resounding success for the lead dancer!!"

Please take my dishonesty with you when you leave this world.

Amidst thunderous applause, Yan Huan and Ying Gongtong were both a little embarrassed, but even as they awkwardly avoided eye contact, they both tacitly looked at their loved ones beside them.

The moment their eyes met, they smiled slightly at the same time, gripped each other's hands tightly, and were reluctant to let go.

"boom!!"

The glimmer of fireworks in the sky lasts only a moment.

In that instant, Hitomi Sakura's shadow was dismantled into countless different versions of herself.

Every Sakura Palace, every mask, blossoms on her at this moment.

But where is the perfect Sakura Palace?

That doesn't seem entirely true, does it?
because
It was in the young man's gaze upon his beloved, in his pounding heart, in the words of confession he had been carefully crafting day and night.
That flawless Sakura Palace has long since become eternal.

(End of this chapter)