Section 1

Estimating the time of their first meeting, she thought that by the time he returned, she would have already arrived back at her home in Shanghai, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief

No one should care about what he is doing, where he is, and who he is with

A phone call urgently needs to be made to two individuals

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He let out a sound and said: "What do you want to say?"

Jian Bianlin returned to his usual normal state, coldly and indifferently, lowering his head to look at his hands

Little did they expect that an event occurring three days later would bring the two individuals back together

However, it is precisely because of this that he has not truly lost her all these years

Suddenly, a dance track began to play, and in the dimmed lights, everyone in the venue vanished, leaving only a black silhouette on the stage

He lowered his gaze and silently turned the ring on his little finger

This may be one of the rare occasions when he is emotionally unsettled

Jian Bianlin specifically came over, but there was nothing of great importance; it was merely to escort them back to Tong Fei's apartment, and he left without even going upstairs. The two security guards downstairs at the apartment building were quite curious, peeking at the people in the car, which made Chujian feel anxious, fearing that being photographed would affect him

"Your mother does not like lilies." He casually picked out her favorite food as well, handed it to the flight attendant again, and casually said to the flight attendant, thank you.

Oh, right. I remembered it wrong. That was brought by my senior from university. I went to Macau, and she gave it to my mother. You know, my mother is quite strange. "At first glance, she mumbled, 'Clearly, she doesn't like lilies, yet insists on putting them in the arrangement. I guess it's because I wasn't home those days, and she wanted to indulge in her flower arranging hobby..."

The little girl turned around in disbelief, staring at the man standing at the door of the room, "Oh my God... Oh my God... My baby! Ah, no! Jian, Jian Bianlin, Jian Bianlin..." The girl stammered, her face going from pale to flushed, completely panicked, utterly at a loss for how to respond, embodying the genuine reaction of a devoted and seasoned fan who had tirelessly searched for information online, engaged in fierce debates, manipulated rankings, and edited countless videos to upload to Bilibili... Her face went from pale to flushed, completely panicked, utterly at a loss for how to respond, embodying the genuine reaction of a devoted and seasoned fan who had tirelessly searched for information online, engaged in fierce debates, manipulated rankings, and edited countless videos to upload to Bilibili... She was stunned.

The other party immediately handed over a pen and a photo of Jianbian Lin

The young girl beside her, who was organizing her things, watched the interview without blinking, truly a model of a die-hard fan. The next sentence nearly caused her to lose her composure: "Our baby is just so aloof, exuding a kind of asceticism that makes one want to overpower her."

He actually can ... ...

Such a series of pauses in the responses made the host unable to refrain from complaining, lamenting that this popular idol was truly lacking in courtesy, unwilling to even say an extra word

The background sound is still continuing

Ah, Tong Fei chuckled awkwardly, "I apologize, I apologize, my intern here is your devoted fan."

The background music is set to the dance rhythm of "Drunk in Love"

At first glance, this is also the reason why I have not regarded myself as a star for so many years

This mortal realm has already begun to experience thin air

Jianbian Forest

It is precisely because of the turmoil in his heart that he cannot speak; he fears that his emotions will affect the initial encounter beside him, making her feel even more anxious and distressed. The greatest weakness of the initial encounter is an overwhelming sense of compassion, a soft heart, and a desire to shoulder the suffering of others as if it were her own, being too adept at empathizing with others.

In the final minute of the interview, the person sitting on the sofa unexpectedly revealed a surprise according to the program's arrangement: he stood up, picked up the black baseball cap beside him and put it on, then pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over the baseball cap.

The host extended his right hand and said, "I just love beautiful hands. Hasn't your agent ever told you that your hands are often captured in screenshots and go viral online? Ah, of course, and your profile too, the perfect side profile." The host smiled, teasing him.

He was originally looking out the window, turned his head, habitually frowned, and did not respond

The final outcome is that Jian Bianlin contributed the signature, and the group photo is omitted

Jian Bianlin handed the selected menu to the flight attendant, who was very interested in the two people and eavesdropping with her ears perked up, "That day at your home, I saw the flower arrangement. I remember you are allergic to pollen and never buy flowers?"

At first glance, I tapped the small grid with my pen, signaling him to put it in, and took another look at that hand

This is the key point, the host let out a sigh, from the moment he entered, I noticed that he is wearing this, your idol is single. Ah, ah, it's really not easy, I finally managed to dig out something.

Finally, the host posed a question to him: "Have you heard of the term 'hand control'?"

He saw the flight attendant hesitating as she looked at him, and he returned her gaze with confusion

The host immediately said, "Quick, cameraman, give him a close-up of his hand." The camera switched over, revealing Jian Bianlin's left hand, with long fingers, clearly defined joints that were not prominent, clean and neat, except for a small black metal ring on his little finger.

"The flower arrangement... is bought by my mother." She gazed elsewhere, her eyes wandering.

Jian Bianlin spoke as he walked barefoot, step by step, surveying his surroundings

Senior sister? Please think again

Upon first meeting, he coughed lightly and said, "The goods here are still insufficient, hmm... it seems I haven't counted correctly. What about the pocket dice?"

Both individuals are in Beijing. When she feels a bit anxious, he has already arranged all the itineraries and booked the flight tickets. It is his assistant who takes the two of them to the airport. Once the plane has taken off, she looks at him nervously and asks, "Jian Bianlin? Are you alright?"

After only a few seconds of thought, the young girl pressed the inventory booklet against her chest and exclaimed, "Oh my God..."

The flight attendant quietly asked, "Could you please sign this for me?"

Heavens, are you really a fan? Do you even have photos tucked inside your notebook? I was quite taken aback upon our first meeting

"If you are feeling sad, why not talk to me?" She dared not speak too loudly, as the flight attendant in first class was constantly watching this area

Jian Bianlin nodded slightly. Generally, when he encounters fans or similar individuals outside, although he does not take photos, he is still generous with his signatures. To a certain extent, he respects any ordinary person.

At first, I felt somewhat awkward, contemplating whether I should discuss it with Tong Fei. As a seasoned agent's employee, shouldn't I be somewhat immune to the entertainment industry?

Jian Bianlin walked up behind her and immediately noticed the small dice she had just been fiddling with. He pinched it between his fingers, his arm reaching around her from behind, placing it in front of her eyes. The tiny pocket dice was held between his two fingers, inexplicably reminding her of the scene she had just seen on television... hand control...

He leisurely removed the cap from the pen, twirled the pen halfway around, and signed his name: "Have you made up your mind?"

Jian Bianlin frowned slightly, seemingly not understanding: "What does it mean?"

Uh, alright. I'm a bit confused and forgot that I had already conducted the inventory.

... ...

... ... was given by my senior brother

At the same time, a tall figure walked in and removed the black mask that covered most of his face: "Is it not allowed to wear slippers here?"

Jian Bianlin's father worked at a shipyard and was originally set to retire, yet he continued to labor diligently. According to his own words, he loved ships and loved shipbuilding. No matter how much his son earned, it was of no consequence; he simply enjoyed being a laborer. However, it was precisely because of this that, just before his retirement, an accident occurred. He fell from a nine-meter-high iron frame, and shortly after arriving at the hospital, a critical condition notice was issued.

Before leaving, Jian Bianlin also informed her that he would soon be flying to Vienna

The young girl is, after all, his staunch fan, showing no signs of complaint or disappointment. All his followers are aware of his way of doing things; apart from necessary announcements and going to the filming location, he prefers to vanish from the world.

Someone coughed inopportunely; it was Tong Fei

The flight attendant eavesdropped throughout the entire conversation, and at this point, I surprisingly began to anticipate her response

Because she is too easily soft-hearted

Hmm? Am I not supposed to keep him company? The first meeting feels a bit bewildering: "Just... whatever."

Although he said nothing, she felt a bit sad in her heart