The dating reality show host just wanted to give up, but the rich girl fell for him.

At the top of the lighthouse, suspended dozens of meters above the ground, the sea breeze, carrying the lingering warmth of the day, howled past.

It wasn't completely dark yet.

On the western horizon, a magnificent sunset still blazed across much of the sky.

It was a stunning twilight, a rich tapestry of orange and dark purple, that bathed the vast ocean in an endless expanse of rose gold.

The huge searchlights overhead had just been turned on, their dim yellow glow blending into the sunset, making the two figures appear exceptionally long.

There was no accompaniment, and no million-dollar top-of-the-line audio equipment.

There was no large symphony orchestra or even a simple acoustic guitar to set the stage.

On this narrow iron viewing platform, the only background sounds are the wind in your ears and the roar of the waves crashing against the cliff below.

Lin Mo didn't clear her throat, nor did she put on any of the affected mannerisms that professional singers display before going on stage.

He simply rested his hands lazily on the rusty iron railings, his gaze sweeping across the shimmering sea, watching the half-sun slowly sinking in the distance.

"Since the young lady has spoken, let's sing a song."

With that casual chuckle, Lin Mo's aura underwent a dramatic transformation in an instant.

That listless, unenthusiastic demeanor that was always on his face disappeared like the tide.

Instead, there is a deep affection and restraint that comes from the passage of time and a profound understanding of the world's splendor.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes casting a faint shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The sea breeze ruffled the fine black hair on his forehead, revealing his dark eyes, which appeared exceptionally deep and gentle at that moment.

Lin Mo parted his thin lips slightly.

Without any warning, a pure and unadulterated a cappella singing drifted slowly into the orange-red twilight sky on the slightly salty evening breeze.

I want to see you smile...

"I want to tease you..."

I want to hold you...

Just these first three sentences.

Without any accompaniment, the singer's most authentic vocal quality is completely exposed to the air.

But the sound, once uttered, seemed to possess a terrifying magic that struck straight to the soul.

Lin Mo's voice is deep and magnetic, with a perfect touch of graininess and slight huskiness at the end.

It's like a vinyl record that has been worn countless times by time in the alleyways of old Shanghai.

It carries a rich, story-like quality that can instantly calm you down.

Moreover, his control over his aura was absolutely terrifying.

Despite the intense high-altitude sea winds, his every word remained crystal clear, his pitch as steady as if he had swallowed an entire mixing console.

This is not some kind of idol-style pop singing style at all.

The live stream room, which was originally as noisy as a vegetable market, suddenly became strangely chaotic the moment those three lines of lyrics were sung.

A massive live stream with tens of millions of viewers online.

There wasn't even a single comment on the screen!

It was so clean and tidy, as if everyone had been put on pause, their souls forcibly ripped from their bodies by the song.

A good ten seconds passed before Lin Mo sang the next line of lyrics, and the entire barrage of comments finally erupted in a super explosion of nuclear-level intensity.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! This is an a cappella performance?!]

[My whole body broke out in goosebumps! What kind of divine voice is that? It practically blew my mind out of me!]

What's the name of this song? Why can't I find it using the song recognition app?! Could it be an original song by Lin Shen?!

[This is insane! Now even a casual a cappella performance can easily surpass half of the Chinese music scene?!]

[Stop sending comments! Don't block my view of Lin Shen! I'm crying, these lyrics are so heartbreaking!]

Lin Mo was completely unaware of, and didn't care about, the uproar that was brewing outside.

All his attention and all his emotions were completely immersed in this classic masterpiece from his past life.

In this cramped space, less than half a meter wide.

His shoulder was still pressed tightly against Jiang Ruoyun's slender shoulder.

Their body heat was exchanged without reservation in the cool evening breeze.

"They were arguing with flushed faces just a second ago."

Lin Mo slowly turned his head, his deep gaze like a gentle giant net, firmly enveloping the girl beside him.

He sighed silently in his heart.

He had been desperately trying to escape all along.

They were trying to avoid the cameras, avoid the attention, and escape the exploitative contract from Xingyao Entertainment, which was like a vampire's exploitation.

He just wanted to quietly remain invisible, get through this dating reality show, earn enough to pay the five million yuan penalty for breach of contract, and then go live his carefree life of growing vegetables and flowers.

However, feelings are never rational.

Jiang Ruoyun was like a sudden ray of light, forcefully and clumsily breaking through all his defenses.

She ate the lard noodles he made and laughed like a fool.

She even changed her only wish on the prayer plaque at the ancient temple to his freedom.

Lin Mo gazed at the breathtakingly beautiful face bathed in the setting sun, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"Jiang Ruoyun..."

He silently and deliberately murmured the name in his heart.

"If I didn't have that five million dollar mess on my hands."

"If I weren't a disgraced celebrity who could be blacklisted by capital at any time."

I really want to take you into my world right now, immediately, and hide you away so that no one else can ever see you again.

Lin Mo poured out all his reluctance, forbearance, and intense love that he himself had never realized.

He poured everything into the following chorus without reservation.

.......

"Do you know, my only..."

The melody of the climax, like surging waves, crashed against everyone's eardrums and heart.

There were no hysterical screams, no heart-wrenching high notes.

Lin Mo simply used his expressive voice to tell the story of a man's deepest and purest love.

Every word felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, striking one's heart with devastation.

Standing beside him, Jiang Ruoyun was completely mesmerized.

She tilted her head back, staring blankly at Lin Mo's profile, which was exceptionally captivating in the interplay of the setting sun and the lighthouse's glow.

The evening breeze tousled her hair, but it couldn't dispel the deep, unyielding affection in her eyes.

Large, glistening teardrops swirled uncontrollably in her peach blossom eyes.

Then, it slid silently down her fair and delicate cheeks, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.

She understood.

She knew better than anyone what kind of struggles and desires Lin Mo harbored in this song.

Just once.

Even if it's just once, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, she wants to accompany this man to see the world go by.

at the same time.

The capital city is thousands of miles away from this island.

Inside the chairman's office.

At this moment, however, there was an absolute silence.

Jiang Jianguo, known for his iron-fisted approach and as the richest man in Beijing's business circle, was sitting alone in his large boss's chair.

Normally, this doting father would get furious if he saw Lin Mo get within half a meter of his daughter.

I wish I could climb up the internet cable and devour this arrogant, ignorant poor kid alive.

But today.

At this moment.

Jiang Jianguo, unusually, did not grumble or curse, and even forgot to drink the premium Da Hong Pao tea in his hand.

He stared intently at the young man on the screen who was singing in the wind.

Hearing the phrase "making a ruckus in the free and unrestrained air," this business tycoon, who is over fifty years old, actually has a slightly hunched posture.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered his youth.

At that time, he was just a penniless young man who rode his broken bicycle through the alleys of Beijing every day to buy goods.

He once held his wife's hand and made a clumsy promise to her in the tenement building: "to see the world grow old together."

Thirty years of ups and downs in the business world, the ruthless game of deceit and treachery, had long since hardened his heart to the point of being as hard as stone.

But Lin Mo's song, with its unreserved and heartfelt vocals, is like the sharpest armor-piercing cone.

It forcefully broke open the deepest, most tightly wrapped, and most tender corner of this billionaire's heart.

"That brat..."

Jiang Jianguo's throat tightened, and he mumbled something in a slightly hoarse voice.

He raised his hand, took off the glasses from his nose, and casually tossed them onto the table.

Then there's this billionaire tycoon whose every stomp of his foot could cause an 8-magnitude earthquake in the entire capital.

She secretly stretched out her slightly rough fingers and vigorously rubbed her slightly reddened eye sockets.

A barely perceptible dampness clung to my fingertips.

"Singing is fine, I'll just sing..."

Jiang Jianguo took a deep breath, pulled out a tissue, and stubbornly tried to save face.

"Why sing such a sentimental tune in the middle of the night!"

"It's like the central air conditioning in my office is leaking air, and it's gotten sand in my eyes..."

He kept complaining, but he couldn't bear to take his eyes off the screen.

The butler, witnessing this scene, was speechless.

Looking at her daughter's tearful yet extremely happy face, she felt a surge of joy.

Jiang Jianguo sighed heavily in his heart, and the lines on his face gradually softened.

That's it.

Based on the sincerity in this song he sang today, if he can really resolve all those messy things he's going to do...

As for this marriage, perhaps... he, as the father, could consider breaking his legs a little later.

The scene then cuts back to the twilight of the island.

"Growing old slowly..."

"You know..."

As the last line of lyrics was gently uttered from Lin Mo's lips.

The last melodious note faded completely into the burning sunset and the wild sea breeze.

The song ended.

The whole world seemed to fall completely silent at that moment.

The barrage of comments scrolling wildly in the live stream paused briefly because of this stunning ending.

On the narrow observation deck at the very top of the lighthouse, a breathtaking silence descended.

The ambiguous tension in the air had accumulated to a critical point that could explode at any moment.

Only the enormous searchlights still emitted a faint mechanical hum overhead.

The last rays of the setting sun draped over the two of them like a golden veil.

Lin Mo lowered his eyes, his chest rising and falling slightly from the singing.

Jiang Ruoyun slowly, little by little, turned around.

The two were already very close together because of the narrow platform.

Now that she has turned around, their breaths mingled together instantly without any obstruction.

Warm, lingering, with a hint of intense trembling that makes one feel weak all over.

Jiang Ruoyun tilted her head back, her peach blossom eyes shimmering with tears still clinging to the corners.

She stared intently at Lin Mo's handsome face, which was so close to hers.

Looking at his high, straight nose and his deep-set eyes.

Finally, her gaze involuntarily fell on his sexy, thin lips.

My heart pounded against my ribs like a lost fawn in my chest, making a deafening noise.

The sounds of the surrounding waves and wind all faded away in that instant.

Jiang Ruoyun's mind went blank, leaving only her most primal and intense instincts.

Then, atop the century-old lighthouse, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

She was like a completely bewitched believer.

Extremely slowly, inch by inch...

She closed her eyes, which were filled with starlight, and slightly raised her long, slender, snow-white chin.