Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

"Do you think it's your fault?"

Wen Qiuli did not turn around to look at Ji Weiheng, nor did he choose to comfort or encourage Ji Weiheng when he was at his most vulnerable.

She just raised her head, looked into the night sky, and asked softly.

Ji Weiheng was a little confused.

He didn't think it was his problem, but everyone around him was questioning it, which made him hesitate.

Wen Qiuli didn't care about his silence. She didn't want to be a judge of right and wrong, nor would she be a messenger of persuasion.

"I don't know your past, and I can't make any decisions for you."

"I just know that if you feel uncomfortable at the moment, no matter what others say, you have the right to choose to leave."

"No one has the right to decide your life, including your parents. The only thing that matters is what choice you make."

Wen Qiuli just dusted off the grass debris on his body and stood up. His voice seemed a little ethereal in the quiet environment.

Those few light words seemed to penetrate into Ji Weiheng's heart.

Suddenly, his confused thoughts seemed to be carefully untied and smoothed out by a pair of gentle hands.

'I know what I have to do.'

Ji Weiheng couldn't help but look towards the woman beside him. His gaze was focused, as if he was looking at a goddess who he could only look at from afar.

The top of the mountain was empty and the night breeze was blowing gently, causing Wen Qiuli's hair to flutter in the air.

Ji Weiheng stood one step behind her, and from this angle he could just see her quiet and beautiful profile.

Under the faint starlight, it is incredibly beautiful.

The hair fluttered in the wind, and one strand was particularly naughty and broke away from its companions. It hit Ji Weiheng's palm while flying, and then quickly ran to another location with the wind.

Ji Weiheng was a little distracted by the itch that gently brushed across his palm. He noticed his hair was being separated and couldn't help but want to clench his palm to retain the free and casual hair.

The final result, of course, is that you can’t keep it.

The hair left, but the itch in my heart did not stop.

Ji Weiheng raised his palm and put it under his nose to sniff.

Faintly, one seems to be able to sense a light and elegant floral scent.

That was the smell of Wen Qiuli.

He wanted to say something when the sky suddenly became unusually bright.

Countless broken stars, dragging their tails, streaked across the distance and fell into unknown corners.

Wen Qiuli closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and made a wish devoutly.

Influenced by her, Ji Weiheng also closed his eyes and made his own wish:

"May all Ali's wishes come true."

“I also hope that I can become a truly free person.”

The meteor shower fell very quickly. Within a few minutes, Wen Qiuli opened his eyes with a satisfied smile on his lips.

All the emotions in Ji Weiheng's heart surged up in an instant.

He took a step forward and faced Wen Qiuli, his dark brown eyes filled with love:

"Qiu Li, I like you. I have liked you since the first time I saw you. The time we have been together has deepened my feelings for you little by little."

Such a confession was too direct and sudden. Wen Qiuli took two steps back in surprise and didn't react for a long time.

But recalling the days they had spent together, Ji Weiheng had taken extra care of her, and she felt that it was not difficult to understand his confession.

It turns out that Ji Weiheng likes me, which is why he did so many things in places I can see and cannot see.

But, she couldn't accept this kind of love.

Wen Qiuli's expression calmed down, and his gentle eyes were now filled with apology:

"I'm sorry. I can't accept your liking."

"The meteor shower is over, let's go back."

"Let's not meet again in the future."

Wen Qiuli turned around first, and also reminded himself in his heart that he needed to calm down his heart, which had been a little fluttering during this period.

Ji Weiheng's confession was like a wake-up call, warning her of some wrong things she had done.

It was my own indulgence that almost caused this relationship to cross the line.

Even though her marriage with the Ji family had reached a deadlock, she shouldn't make any mistakes.

This relationship ends here, just right.

Wen Qiuli's back was firm and resolute as he turned around, which broke Ji Weiheng's expectant heart into pieces.

He would not succumb to his current situation, nor would he be willing to let his first love end in vain.

Ji Weiheng chased after Wen Qiuli and grabbed her hand.

"Why can't you accept it? Is it because of your marriage proposal?"

Wen Qiuli was restrained by the burning palm on his wrist. Looking back, he saw Ji Weiheng's determination not to give up until he got the answer.

"It's because of the marriage..."

She sighed softly and explained to him why she couldn't agree.

He was interrupted by Ji Weiheng when he was halfway through his words:

"You don't like the person you're marrying."

Ji Weiheng's words successfully choked Wen Qiuli, but she quickly sorted out her thoughts. Her voice was still gentle, but with a calmness and cruelty that was so rational that it was terrifying.

"Yes, I don't like it, but I want to use this opportunity to stay in the capital, so I won't cancel the engagement."

Knowing that it was because of her engagement, Ji Weiheng was even more reluctant to let go of her hand.

But now he is almost breaking up with his family because of his opposition to the marriage.

I am still in a dilemma, restricted in every way. I can't spare any time to deal with Wen Qiuli's affairs, unless...

Ji Weiheng turned his thoughts over in his mind and came up with a solution.

He let go of Wen Qiuli's hand and drove her home according to her wishes.

When getting off the car, Ji Weiheng took the helmet she had taken off, watched her walk towards the door, and called her:

"I made a wish today during the meteor shower. The first one is that I hope everything you wish for will come true."

"Now I feel like I have a second wish for you. I hope you can be like a dove spreading its wings, an eagle soaring in the sky, with nothing blocking you from going wherever you want."

"Since you didn't make this promise before the meteor shower, I will complete it."

There was nothing special about Ji Weiheng's expression, but the starlight in his eyes was like a vow he had made, firm and unwavering.

"When everything is over, I hope you can give me a chance to pursue you."

Wen Qiuli was somewhat moved. She opened her mouth and said softly:

“If it can be done, I would.”

The sound of her voice drifted away into the distance along with the rumble of the locomotive.

Ji Weiheng has not lived in Ji's house recently, and the direction of the motorcycle is now heading back to Ji's house.

When he saw the villa where he had lived for more than 20 years, he suddenly realized that he had not taken the wrong road. He parked the car and entered the gate.

When entering the door, Ji Weiheng was thinking:

If I want to get rid of the state of being restricted by my parents, I can only pretend to be nice and maintain superficial calm.

The first thing to do is to go home and live for a while.

Then I should find a way to cancel my engagement.

Keeping avoiding the problem won't solve the problem. I should go meet Miss Wen.