Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

After leaving the hospital, Lin Bufan immediately called Lucy. When the call was connected, he heard the familiar voice on the other end, which was cold but also a little lazy. Lin Bufan almost blurted out "Help me delete the video", but he swallowed it back.

No!

Absolutely not!

With Lucy's keen sense and understanding of him, if she let out a single hint, she'd definitely guess that the "Spider-Man" in the video was actually him. Once Lucy knew, Andy, Qu Xiaoxiao, Ye Zhenzhen, Zhu Zhe... all of his "good friends" would know! By then... Lin Bufan couldn't even imagine the social devastation that would entail.

"Hello? Speak. Bad signal?" Lucy waited for a few seconds but didn't hear any sound on the other end of the phone, and her tone was a little confused.

Lin Bufan snapped back to his senses, coughed lightly, and his tone instantly switched to affectionate mode. His voice seemed to be filled with magnetic bubbles. "It's nothing serious, it's just... I suddenly miss you so much. Lucy, isn't it strange? It's only been a few days since we last met, but why does it feel like several autumns have passed? My heart is empty, and all I can think of is your shadow."

There was silence on the other end of the line for two seconds, followed by a faint sneer from Lucy, her tone full of the implication of "I don't believe you!" "Lin Bufan, speak normally. What's the matter? It's okay, I'm hanging up. I have a meeting here."

"Hang up, hang up," Lin Bufan immediately interjected, his tone so considerate, even with a hint of dejection that said, "Just do your thing, don't worry about me." "Although I'm reluctant, work is important. Go ahead and do your work. As long as you know my feelings, that's enough. Remember to eat on time, and don't overwork yourself, or I'll be distressed."

Lin Bufan's unusually straightforward attitude, without any entanglement, actually left Lucy stunned. She hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously, "Lin Bufan, are you...are you really okay? Are you sure you haven't done anything to offend me?"

"I really didn't! God knows!" Lin Bufan complained, his tone sincere enough to win an Oscar. "I just suddenly missed you and expressed my longing for you. Why do you always think the worst of me? Is there not even a trace of trust left between us, master and disciple?"

Hearing this, Lucy curled her lips on the other end of the phone, but did not delve into it any further. Instead, she asked, "When will you come back from Kyoto?"

Lin Bufan started the car and casually replied, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Lucy paused, her tone a little vague: "Forget it, it's nothing. Okay, I'm hanging up."

"Hey, wait!" Lin Bufan quickly stopped Lucy. "If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you hesitating? We've practiced together so many times. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

Thinking of the embarrassing scenes during each practice session, Lucy's voice instantly became filled with shame and anger: "Lin Bufan, shut up!"

Although she felt a little embarrassed, Lucy felt that what Lin Bufan said made sense. After all, they had done such intimate things countless times, so there was really nothing to be embarrassed about.

"I haven't been home for many years since the Li Xun incident. I want to go back to my hometown and I want... I want you to go back with me."

Hearing this, Lin Bufan pretended to let out a long sigh of relief. "It's just a small matter? Is it necessary for you to be hesitant for so long? I thought you were hooking up with some strange man behind my back and were brewing breakup lines with me!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lucy spat at Lin Bufan in annoyance. "Is it possible or not? Give me a definite answer!"

"Sure, why not?" Lin Bufan agreed straightforwardly: "I'll go back with you, no problem. But... next time when we practice together, you have to put in more effort. I can't just do the hard work while you just lie there and enjoy it."

"Get lost! Go if you want or not!" Lucy cursed in shame and hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on his phone, Lin Bufan smiled, shook his head, and threw the phone onto the passenger seat. He was about to drive away when his phone buzzed again, and the words "Qin Yumo" popped up on the screen.

As soon as the call was connected, a female voice with a sweet, drawn-out tone came from the receiver, as sticky as freshly melted honey: "Dear~ Where are you~"

Lin Bufan was so shocked by the voice that he almost dropped his phone. "Yumo? You sound so... what weird idol drama are you watching again?"

"Of course not!" Qin Yumo's voice became even more coquettish, with a hint of grievance: "I just miss you~ Do you miss me?"

"Think about it, I have to think about it." Lin Bufan suppressed his laughter and cooperated with Qin Yumo: "Your voice... My bones are almost broken. What's wrong? Why did you call me suddenly? Is there something wrong?"

"I'm about to get on the plane~" Qin Yumo's voice jumped up and down. "From Shanghai to Kyoto! We'll probably arrive in... um... a little over two hours! Honey, can you pick me up at the airport? I really want to see you the first thing I see when I get off the plane! I really, really want to see you! Right now! I can't wait any longer!"

Lin Bufan was stunned and asked subconsciously: "You came to Kyoto? Did the company send you on a business trip? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

There was silence on the other end of the line for a second, and then Qin Yumo's voice became even more aggrieved, even a little bit incredulous, and he scolded: "Dear! My dear! You...you haven't forgotten that tomorrow is an important day, have you?"

Tomorrow? Lin Bufan's heart skipped a beat, his brain racing. Simultaneously, his fingers silently swiped across his phone's screen, opening the memo and calendar apps. He spoke in a remarkably natural and affectionate tone, "How is that possible? Are you kidding? Every important date for you is etched in my heart. How could I possibly forget?"

He quickly scanned the calendar—tomorrow wasn't a birthday, an anniversary, or Valentine's Day... His memo only recorded trivial matters. The only significant date seemed to be the 187th day he and Qin Yumo had known each other, or the 156th day they had been together?

Seeing that he couldn't delay it any longer, Lin Bufan had no choice but to try his luck: "Tomorrow is the 187th anniversary of our acquaintance. How could I possibly forget such an important day? I've already planned a surprise for you!"

Qin Yumo immediately started sobbing exaggeratedly on the other end of the phone, with deliberately adjusted, slightly trembling breathing: "Woo... Honey! You, you actually remember so clearly the 187th day we knew each other! Oh my God... I, I'm so touched! Really! How can you be so nice! Woo woo..." The voice was sweet and artificial, as if she was about to faint from being moved in the next second.

Lin Bufan listened to this obviously over-the-top performance, and a few dark lines slid down his forehead. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, but he still said in a loving tone: "Of course, little fool. Every day that is related to you, even if it's just one more day of knowing you, is the most important anniversary to me. I will definitely engrave them all in my heart and won't forget any of them."

"My dear...you are the best, best, best boyfriend in the world!" Qin Yumo's voice became increasingly slurred, trying to create a choking effect: "I must have saved the Milky Way in my previous life...only then..."

Before she could finish her words, there was a sudden clamor of fighting on the other end of the line. Immediately afterwards, Hu Yifei's penetrating voice suddenly exploded, completely drowning out Qin Yumo's "affectionate confession": "Hey! Lin Bufan! Are you two done yet?! It's so corny that it gives me goosebumps all over the floor! If you want to be affectionate, just wait until you see each other and hug each other and do it as you please! Now! Immediately! Right now! Get down to the airport to pick us up! If you're not there when the plane lands, you'll die! Do you hear me?!"

Lin Bufan subconsciously held his phone further away after being yelled at. After a pause, he asked, "Yifei? Why are you here too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other end of the phone was like a flood, with a flurry of voices coming over instantly:

Zeng Xiaoxian: "And me! Your brother Xian is here too!"

Zhang Wei: "Director Lin, I'm here too!"

Guan Gu Shenqi: "Guan Gu Shenqi, report in!"

Lu Ziqiao: "Lu Xiaobu is here!"

Zhanbo: "Brother Lin, I still have you!"

Tang Youyou: "Tang's performance rules showtime!"

Chen Meijia: "Is there anything delicious in Kyoto?"

Wanyu: "We are all here!"

……

Just when Lin Bufan couldn't hear clearly due to the chaos in the receiver, Hu Yifei's voice once again overwhelmed everyone else: "Hey! Mr. Lin! Don't tell me you forgot about the important things! Tomorrow! Kyoto Art College! Our roadshow promotion for "The Final Battle of the Forbidden City"! The first stop! Don't tell me you haven't made any plans yet?!"

Lin Bufan slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing it was time for the movie promotions! He immediately denied it with complete confidence, "How could I have forgotten? Yifei, you underestimate me! This is such an important day, a matter that affects our box office, and I've already made all the arrangements! The venue, the process, the promotional materials—everything is ready. I'm just waiting for you, the masters, to arrive!"

Before Hu Yifei could ask any more questions, Lin Bufan quickly said, "Alright, alright, enough talking. I'll go to the airport and wait for you now! I promise you'll see me at my most handsome when I come out! Wait!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Bufan thought about how the small car would not be able to accommodate such a large group of people, so he quickly contacted the car rental company, got a spacious minibus, and then drove to the airport.

After waiting at the airport for a while, they saw Hu Yifei leading a large group of people out. Qin Yumo saw Lin Bufan at a glance, and a bright smile immediately broke out on her face. The "touched to tears" look on the phone just now was completely gone. She flew over like a happy little bird and gave Lin Bufan a big hug: "Dear! Did you miss me?"

Lin Bufan smiled and caught Qin Yumo, taking a deep breath in her hair: "Of course I do, every second."

Qin Yumo raised his head, looking at Lin Bufan with sparkling eyes, his fingers drawing circles on his chest: "Then... dear, what about the surprise you just mentioned on the phone? What is the surprise in 187 days? I want it now~"

Lin Bufan smiled mysteriously, reached into his trouser pocket, and took out a velvet box like magic. When he opened it, he saw another heavy, golden bracelet inside. It was exquisitely crafted and shone brightly under the lights of the airport.

"Dangdangdang~ Do you like it? It's specially customized for you, and our anniversary is engraved on it." Lin Bufan looked proud as if he was presenting a treasure.

The smile on Qin Yumo's face instantly fell, and she pouted, her voice drawn out with obvious pouting: "Ah - gold again! Honey, why do you always give gold?"

As she spoke, Qin Yumo actually opened the heavy-looking designer tote bag she was carrying and thrust it towards Lin Bufan. "Look, look! The gold necklace, gold bracelet, gold ring, gold bars... they're almost bursting my bag! They're killing me! I can barely lift my arms from all the love!"

Lin Bufan looked inside and was surprised! The bag was indeed glittering with gold. Various gold ornaments were piled up like a mountain. No wonder the bag looked so heavy. He touched his nose awkwardly and said with a wry smile, "Well... Yumo, listen to me, this gold is great! Look, it maintains and increases its value, resists inflation, and can even be used in critical moments! This is no ordinary gift, it's clearly the solid empire I've built for you! It represents our unbreakable love, stronger than gold!"

As he spoke, he picked up the new bracelet and tried to put it on Qin Yumo's wrist: "Besides, this time the style is different. Look at the pattern, how delicate! The weight, how solid! The feel..."

"But I want something else..." Qin Yumo twisted her body to avoid it, her voice so coquettish that it could squeeze water out of her, but there was a smile in her eyes. It was obvious that she was just acting coquettishly and not really unhappy. "For example, something romantic, with a sense of design, or... or just you quietly accompany me for a meal..."

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely change it next time! I promise!" Lin Bufan took the opportunity to hug her tightly, rubbing his chin against the top of her head. He lowered his voice with a bewitching magnetism, "But you have to accept it this time, dear. This is my heart of gold! When we get back to the hotel, I'll make it up to you!"

"Hmph, that's more like it..." Qin Yumo finally burst into laughter, leaning into Lin Bufan's arms, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers.

"Lin Bufan! Qin Yumo! Are you two done yet?!"

A loud shout was like thunder from the blue sky, instantly exploding in the noisy airport hall, attracting the attention of passers-by around.

Hu Yifei stood with her hands on her hips, her hair standing on end with anger, her eyes wide as bells. It was clear she had reached her limit. "You've been so annoying since we first met! Do you treat us like air?! Do you want to set up a stage right here for you two to put on an idol drama?! Get in the car now! If you dawdle any longer, I'll have you both run back to the city!"