The Rebirth of a Top Star

Shen Nanqiao had forgotten exactly how much she and Song Shiyuan had talked today; all she knew for sure was that it was dusk before, and now it was late at night.

Today, Song Shiyuan really learned to be straightforward. He clearly explained all kinds of situations, but he only had one request: to see if Shen Nanqiao would give him a chance to pursue her.

Shen Nanqiao did not answer directly. Unlike Song Shiyuan, she had more than one way out. Shen Nanqiao had many things to consider.

However, Shen Nanqiao sent a private message without directly rejecting him.

Now Shen Nanqiao knows that Song Shiyuan lives in the apartment above hers. When Song Shiyuan offered to drive Shen Nanqiao home, Shen Nanqiao wasn't surprised, even though the straps on her high heels had already rubbed her ankles red.

An uncomfortable feeling spread throughout her body. Shen Nanqiao wanted to get home as soon as possible, so she naturally wouldn't refuse Song Shiyuan's suggestion.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Shen Nanqiao was completely relaxed this time. In a mood that Song Shiyuan couldn't guess, there was also a hint of pleasure, or rather, a sense of accomplishment.

Shen Nanqiao felt comfortable and sat in the same seat again.

In the dead of night, the streetlights could only illuminate a small area within their jurisdiction. Shen Nanqiao stared blankly, unconsciously counting the passing lights.

It was a cluster of clumps of dusky yellow.

Song Shiyuan drove Shen Nanqiao directly to the underground parking lot. As soon as the car stopped, Shen Nanqiao got out of the car without waiting for Song Shiyuan to collect his things.

Song Shiyuan grabbed his phone in a fluster, thinking that Shen Nanqiao was in a hurry and didn't want to wait. After packing his things, he didn't check the phone. Song Shiyuan closed the door and walked towards the elevator.

It was already late at night, and the lighting in the building materials parking lot could only be described as dim.

He didn't see Shen Nanqiao and internally pounded his fist, thinking, "Could she have gone up first?"

Song Shiyuan hasn't said goodbye yet. Right now, Song Shiyuan is in a state of absolute insecurity, and Shen Nanqiao is really using her acting skills to keep her hanging on.

He walked hurriedly, taking only a few steps to enter the elevator, when suddenly he caught sight of someone's figure out of the corner of his eye.

Shen Nanqiao did not leave; she simply waited there first.

The voice-activated lights turned on perfectly in sync with Song Shiyuan's steps. Song Shiyuan could see Shen Nanqiao's expression, which seemed to indicate that she was quite satisfied with her reaction. Shen Nanqiao's face was beaming with a smile of satisfaction at her successful prank.

The slight upturn of his lips indicated that he was doing it on purpose. Knowing that Shen Nanqiao was doing it on purpose, Song Shiyuan couldn't get angry. On the contrary, he found it quite cute.

Because Shen Nanqiao was smiling, Song Shiyuan was smiling too.

The elevator upstairs was out of order on some floor, and Shen Nanqiao had been standing for a long time until her ankles were tired, but the elevator still didn't come down.

Perhaps it was time, but in an instant, the lights above went out, and Shen Nanqiao could no longer see Song Shiyuan's expression.

Behind them was complete darkness, and neither of them spoke in the darkness.

The surroundings were quiet. In the silent underground parking garage, no one came to disturb her. Shen Nanqiao didn't know whether she should make a sound or not. It seemed that saying anything would be strange.

Shen Nanqiao remained silent, her ankles already numb. She didn't know who had chosen these shoes for her today; they were extremely uncomfortable. Shen Nanqiao silently moved her ankles, clearly overestimating her abilities.

Having been tired for most of the day, her ankles ached, and Shen Nanqiao's legs gave way, almost causing her to fall.

She couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Strangely, the voice-activated light did not turn on in response to Shen Nanqiao's voice.

Song Shiyuan was anxious and reached out to pull Shen Nanqiao back as she fell backward. "Are you alright?" Song Shiyuan didn't know what was wrong with her.

Perhaps because the man's palm was too hot, Shen Nanqiao felt her wrist being held was burning. She stood up with the force Song Shiyuan used, which brought the two of them very close.

Shen Nanqiao could even smell Song Shiyuan's perfume today.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Shiyuan's voice was very soft, and because he didn't use much force, only Shen Nanqiao, who was close to him, could hear it.

Song Shiyuan held onto his wrist tightly, not letting go. There was a height difference between them, so Shen Nanqiao's hand was forced to remain half-raised.

Shen Nanqiao moved her wrists, trying to free her arm.

Song Shiyuan seemed oblivious. He wanted to ask again, but Shen Nanqiao, seeing that she couldn't free her hand, simply stopped struggling and replied directly, "Because the shoes are just too uncomfortable." Shen Nanqiao finally couldn't help but speak up today.

Even though he couldn't see anything, and the surrounding darkness made it impossible to see clearly even if he was familiar with the place, Song Shiyuan's gaze was still fixed on Shen Nanqiao's feet.

Her shoes had no platform and were quite high.

Song Shiyuan frowned at the sight. "It's alright, we'll go up right away." As he said this, Song Shiyuan glanced at the only spot nearby with a blue light on.

The elevator was still stuck on that floor and hadn't come down.

Song Shiyuan, who originally wanted to spend more time with Shen Nanqiao, was now eager to go upstairs as soon as possible.

With the help of high heels, Shen Nanqiao's legs looked exceptionally long and beautiful today. Song Shiyuan's coat was already draped over Shen Nanqiao's shoulders. The temperature was quite high today, but it was still very cold at night.

Song Shiyuan was anxious, but he couldn't possibly carry Shen Nanqiao up the stairs; it was such a hassle.

The two returned to silence once again. Although Shen Nanqiao lowered her wrist, it was still held in Song Shiyuan's hand; he did not let go.

The two got closer and closer, but the lights above their heads remained off as if they had made a pact with Song Shiyuan.

Shen Nanqiao could feel Song Shiyuan's body getting closer and closer to her. Shen Nanqiao always thought that in the next second, she would be able to feel Song Shiyuan's breath.

This wasn't just her imagination; Shen Nanqiao genuinely felt it.

At this distance and height, it should be Song Shiyuan bowing his head. His warmth emanates from his face. He is very close to her. Shen Nanqiao notices his gradually quickening breathing, gently and restrainedly spraying it on her face.

Shen Nanqiao swallowed silently.

She should take a step back now.

Her steps faltered. The dimmer the scene, the more chaotic Shen Nanqiao's mind became. Should she, like in an idol drama, shout "You pervert!" and shove away the man in front of her who was shivering because she was wearing his coat?

Shen Nanqiao's other wrist, which wasn't being held, was already pressed against Song Shiyuan's chest. She was gathering her strength, and through the thin shirt, Shen Nanqiao could feel the powerful muscles beneath it, connected to his heartbeat, throbbing.

Thump, thump, thump.

During the experience, Shen Nanqiao's heartbeat gradually became the same frequency as Song Shiyuan's.

In those brief few seconds, Shen Nanqiao and Song Shiyuan resonated in unison.

Song Shiyuan's cheek remained less than a centimeter away from Shen Nanqiao.

The only visible blue light source in the vicinity has numbers that are slowly moving.