Huayu: The Unbelievable Matching Mechanism of Jay Chou's Love Songs

When a person stands on a dangerous suspension bridge, their heart races, they feel nervous and sweat. If they happen to encounter someone at this time, their brain will mistakenly attribute this "physiological tension" to "being attracted to or liking this person," thus generating feelings of affection.

This is known as the "suspension bridge effect".

Its essence is "the mismatch of physiological arousal and emotion", mistaking the accelerated heartbeat brought about by the environment as the excitement of love.

Lin Chih-ling and Feng Zheng were already in that kind of environment, and then someone suddenly came and stimulated them, so Lin Chih-ling instinctively kissed him.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you!" Lin Zhiling clearly knew what the suspension bridge effect was. She raised her hand and slapped Feng Zheng, complaining, "There was no one outside just now. You were deliberately trying to provoke me!"

"Hey, you kissed me, not me kissing you. How could I do that on purpose?" Feng Zheng chirped. "Why don't we go out and check the security footage to see if anyone was there!"

"Why are you taking this so seriously!"

Lin Zhiling struggled to sit up quickly from Feng Zheng, crossed her long, slender legs, and said with a flushed face, "Hey, I was just... I was just startled, it doesn't count, don't overthink it."

"You're going to pull up your pants and then deny everything, huh?"

Feng Zheng's lips twitched. "Fine, fine, fine. The hot water is too hot for me to drink, and people's hearts are too cold for me to touch!"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Lin Zhiling glared angrily. "What do you mean, 'pull up your pants'? You haven't taken them off at all!"

Feng Zheng: "(￢_￢) Aim"

Inside the sauna, the two of them playfully wrestled and laughed, forgetting all about what had just happened.

Feng Zheng and Lin Zhiling stayed at the bathhouse until almost evening. When they left, it was dinnertime. After having dinner, Feng Zheng pushed Lin Zhiling in her wheelchair and took her home.

"Hey, I have something to tell you," Feng Zheng said as soon as they arrived at Lin Zhiling's building. "I might have to start filming in a couple of days, so I won't have time to run around here anymore. You probably won't see me for a while."

"?"

Lin Zhiling was slightly taken aback upon hearing this...

"Going...going to film a movie?" she asked Feng Zheng curiously. "So, you're an actor after all?"

"I'm actually a singer," Feng Zheng said. "I was planning to release an album, but for some reason, I was inexplicably pulled into acting."

Lin Chih-ling chuckled at the story of her miserable experience, saying, "That's right, you're so handsome, you definitely have the face of an idol drama male lead."

After the laughter subsided, neither Feng Zheng nor Lin Zhiling spoke.

As night fell and the streetlights came on, Lin Zhiling sat in her wheelchair under the streetlights, her beautiful eyes fixed on Feng Zheng, a strange and inexplicable gleam in them.

For some reason, Lin Chih-ling suddenly felt a sense of "sadness welling up inside her".

She had a very happy day "dating" with Feng Zheng. Some sweet moments along the way made her fantasize about the future.

Under such circumstances, Feng Zheng's sudden announcement that he would disappear for a month was like a bucket of cold water poured over Zhiling's head.

For a moment, Sister Zhiling felt a little lost and sad.

They also quickly broke free from the ambiguity above.

Feng Zheng is a very empathetic person. Noticing Lin Zhiling's odd behavior, he quickly tilted his head and smiled mischievously, asking, "What's wrong? You're reluctant to part with me?"

"Who...who would miss you?" Lin Chih-ling's eyes darted away. "We're just ordinary friends, why would I miss you?"

"Still just friends?"

Feng Zheng pointed at Lin Zhiling in a very flippant manner, pouting, and said, "Just an ordinary friend you can kiss casually?"

"You...you keep your voice down!" Lin Zhiling blushed and waved her hand, afraid that others would hear what he said. "You're always so shameless, saying whatever comes to mind!"

"I'm just more open-minded, unlike you, who says one thing but does another," Feng Zheng said.

Chatting with a cultured girl like Lin Chih-ling is really relaxing. She understands the "suspension bridge effect" and the concept of "saying one thing but meaning another," which is why she immediately glared at him angrily:

"Hey! You're making a personal attack on me?!"

"I'm just stating a fact," Feng Zheng said with a laugh.

"...I'll fight you to the death!"

Under the streetlights, in front of the building entrance, the two were playfully bickering.

After the commotion, Feng Zheng stood there without leaving, nor did he let Lin Zhiling in. At first, Lin Zhiling didn't realize what was going on and even asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

Feng Zheng's eyes darted around, and he said, "I'm wondering if I'll be able to get a farewell kiss."

Lin Zhiling was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed red. It was embarrassing to admit, even though she was five or six years older than Feng Zheng, she was always the one who blushed when he flirted with her...

"You, you're just dreaming!" she scolded.

"Hey, I've been gone for months, aren't you going to leave me with anything to look forward to?" Feng Zheng asked.

"don't want!"

Lin Chih-ling said, "You've already received enough today; one should learn to be content."

"Ha, don't try to UFC me..." Feng Zheng rolled his eyes: "Fine, if we don't want to kiss, we don't want to kiss. I'm leaving."

Seeing that he was finally leaving, Lin Zhiling breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to turn around and walk into the stairwell, she suddenly realized that Feng Zheng's bag was still in her hand.

"Hello!"

She originally intended to call Feng Zheng back to get his bag, but she only managed to call out once...

Feng Zheng turned around in a flash, then ran over like a gust of wind, grabbed her slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips fiercely.

"Well……"

The ambiguous feelings that had gradually faded since Feng Zheng said he was leaving resurfaced in my mind.

After a long while, Lin Zhiling clenched her fists and punched Feng Zheng in the chest, pushing him away and angrily shouting, "What...what are you doing!"

Feng Zheng wiped his mouth and said, "I thought you'd changed your mind and didn't want me to leave, didn't I?"

"Who...you have too many excuses!" Even Lin Chih-ling was caught in his trap.

"Mind your own business, haha!"

Feng Zheng, the old devil, laughed heartily, turned around with satisfaction, pushed his folded wheelchair, and left. Under the streetlights, all that could be seen was his waving back.

"Whoosh~ Bang!"

Perhaps because it was near the end of the year, some people nearby set off fireworks, illuminating the sky above the city streets and also shining on Feng Zheng's departing figure.

This person was so dashing, so arrogant, and seemed very confident in everything he did. He was also quite handsome, which gave him the confidence to act without fear...

He naturally possesses a very charming aura.

It was that same aura that deeply attracted every member of the opposite sex around her.

At that moment, Lin Chih-ling probably never imagined that when she saw Feng Zheng again a month later, he would become a superstar who was famous all over the streets!

At the time, I thought it was just an ordinary thing.

……