[Turns out, the ad that Tea Baby Big Eyes was displaying wasn't an advertisement, it was dog food, sob sob sob]
Not many people watched the live stream, but that didn't stop some people from taking screenshots of Xu Chacha and Wen Mubai kissing and spreading them.
The two beauties are a perfect match. Even if they are just ordinary people, these pictures are still pleasing to the eye. The hashtags about them quickly climbed the trending searches. The more people see them, the more they are being showered with sweetness.
When Wen's father saw these pictures, the outside world was in complete chaos, but perhaps because he had seen them once before, he was surprisingly calm.
Worried that he would get sick from anger, Wen's mother thoughtfully brewed tea for him and brought it to him that evening.
"If you're angry about this, just call the person home and give them a good scolding. Don't keep your anger bottled up and ruin your health."
"Who said I was angry?" Mr. Wen raised his head from behind the computer screen, his eyes slightly red, and he pulled out a tissue to wipe away his tears.
His daughter-in-law is so beautiful!
...
Xu Chacha rose to fame overnight and received numerous offers. She was selective, keeping two high-end luxury brand endorsements and turning down the others.
She had been too busy a while ago and her body couldn't keep up. Coupled with her experience of sudden death in her previous life, she realized the truth that a balance between work and rest is the key to living a long life.
After Fashion Week, Xu Chacha had some time to catch her breath. Instead of going out, she stayed in the room with Wen Mubai.
Wen Mubai was working, while she stayed on the side playing by herself.
The phone rang; it was Wen Mubai's. She glanced at the screen, took off her glasses, and reached out to answer it.
Xu Chacha noticed the note on the phone; it was a call from Wen's father. Curious, she leaned over, rested her head on Wen Mubai's lap, and strained her ear to listen.
Unfortunately, Wen Mubai's voice was too low, and she couldn't hear anything except for her half-hearted replies of "uh-huh, okay."
Xu Chacha felt a little bored and started playing with the things she had placed on her lap.
Wen Mubai's fingers were long with distinct knuckles, like works of art wrapped in delicate skin, and he wore a ring on one of his fingers.
She remembered that this was a suggestion from Jiang Panpan: wearing a ring on the right finger meant that she already had a lover, which could ward off the endless stream of suitors around Wen Mubai.
Xu Chacha was having a great time playing with the loose ring, putting it on and off, until Wen Mubai gave her a warning slap on her buttocks as she lay there, his downcast gaze carrying a stern tone of disapproval.
Xu Chacha looked up and gave her a pitiful look.
"Can't I even play around?" she mouthed.
Wen Mubai yielded to her gaze, abandoning his intimidating demeanor, and pointed forward, indicating that she should bring the ring back.
Xu Chacha refused, put the ring on her own finger, and even showed it off, saying it looked quite nice.
"I'll let you answer." After saying something on the other end, Wen Mubai handed the phone to Xu Chacha.
Xu Chacha said "Oh" and picked up the phone.
"Hello, is this Chacha?"
"Yes, it's me, hello uncle."
“Your parents are worried about your safety abroad alone. I just told Mubai to take good care of you. If you want anything to do, just go ahead and do it. Uncle will pay for it.”
Xu Chacha was a little surprised by his attitude, but she still replied, "I know, I definitely won't stand on ceremony with you."
She wholeheartedly agreed with the person on the other end of the phone, and Wen Mubai took the opportunity to remove her ring, slipped it back onto his own upper right hand, and casually twirled it.
Xu Chacha was very familiar with this action. Every time before doing that, she would do this to remove her ring and wash and trim her nails.
So when she sees this action now, she subconsciously thinks of things she shouldn't be thinking about, her mind filled with lust.
Xu Chacha's face flushed with irritation, but the person who caused this was completely unaware, turning his head to cast a questioning glance, thinking that Wen's father had said something bad.
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Wen continued speaking.
"That's all for now. Your uncle will throw you a welcome-back dinner when you come back."
"You'll take care of me..." The welcoming party was a small matter, but Wen's father's enthusiastic attitude left Xu Chacha puzzled.
Logically, he should have seen the kissing scene broadcast during the live stream. Instead of scolding him for being indecent and damaging to his image, he called to announce that he was going to hold a banquet.
"What about our matter?"
"In two years, you'll have to start calling me Dad."
Chapter 69, the ending (Part 1)
This year has passed by in a blur of activity and time; in the blink of an eye, it's another new semester, and Xu Chacha has grown up.
During summer vacation, she went to Town C with Wen Mubai again.
As the old man got older, he stayed cooped up in the house and flower field all day without interacting with anyone. In recent years, he gradually developed symptoms of Alzheimer's disease. He can still remember some things, but he often stares blankly into space, and sometimes he doesn't recognize people.
His family wanted to take him to live with them, but he resisted, saying that he would rather die in this old house.
Unable to resist his stubbornness, they could only send more people to take care of him, but the family relatives were unwilling to visit that remote and impoverished place often.
The two of them had finally managed to find the time, and since they were going to visit anyway, they figured they might as well stay longer and spend more time with the elderly. Xu Chacha took half a month off, while Jiang Panpan handled Wen Mubai's affairs on his behalf. As long as there was something she had to do herself, she would do it online as much as possible.
The old man had received a call from Wen Mubai beforehand, knowing that she was coming, but he forgot about it as the time approached. He was startled when Xu Chacha poked her head into the house.
"Where did this little girl come from, sneaking into someone else's house?"
Xu Chacha knew about his illness and didn't care that he had forgotten his name. She smiled and carried the osmanthus cake he loved, saying, "Grandpa, I brought you something delicious!"
He may not remember anything else, but the old man will never forget the taste of this osmanthus cake.
He brewed a pot of hot tea, then took a bite of soft, chewy cake, and smiled as happily as a child.
"Delicious, this cake is delicious, little girl, you have excellent taste."
Xu Chacha sat beside him, watching him eat bite by bite. "Eat slowly, Grandpa. I bought a lot, all for you."
"Yes, that's great." The old man picked up a piece and handed it to Wen Mubai. "Xiaobai, have some too."
"Thank you, Grandpa." Wen Mubai accepted it.
"Little girl, you eat too, don't just look."
"My name is Xu Chacha, Grandpa, you can just call me Chacha." Xu Chacha also took a bite.
It tastes just like it did when I was a kid, and I suddenly feel a little nostalgic.
She looked around the old building; the walls, beams, and even the wooden chair she was sitting on all bore the marks of time, exuding an old, rustic, and aged scent along with the wrinkles on the old man's face.
"Cha Cha... Cha Cha," the old man murmured, seemingly familiar with the name. "A nice name, easy to remember."
Xu Chacha smiled again and pointed to the flowerpots on the balcony, "Grandpa planted new flowers again?"
The old man followed her pointing and looked outside.
He originally only planted gardenias, but he was lonely. Flowers have a blooming season, but he wanted someone to accompany him all year round, so he learned to plant other kinds of flowers.
This pot contains sunflowers, a very easy flower to grow. The orange-yellow blossoms face the sun outside and look very vibrant.
"This flower is easy to grow, but if you want it to bloom in all four seasons, you'll need some tricks." The old man smiled and spoke to Xu Chacha in a boastful tone, "Little girl, you don't understand, do you?"
Xu Chacha looked very interested and leaned closer, "Grandpa, tell me about it, maybe I'll understand."
The old man was quite talkative about things he loved and was good at, and Xu Chacha listened very attentively, giving him occasional small reactions. The more he talked, the happier he became, and later during dinner, he would urge her to continue reading.
Wen Mubai handed him the chopsticks, "Eat first. You're not hungry, but others do."
"Oh, yes." The old man patted Xu Chacha's head. "Baby needs to eat more; it's nice to be chubby."
Wen Mubai surprisingly nodded in agreement, "You're right, she just doesn't like to eat. We need to encourage her to eat more."
"That won't do." The old man moved his chopsticks and quickly piled a small mountain of food onto Xu Chacha's plate. "Eat more, and you'll gain weight."
Xu Chacha glared at Wen Mubai, but she was too embarrassed to refuse the old man's feeding, so she could only stuff herself with her belly full.
Not long after dinner, the old man went to bed. Before going to bed, he made an appointment to continue talking to Xu Chacha about planting flowers the next day.
Xu Chacha agreed, then touched her belly and went upstairs, lying on the rocking chair to digest.
She hadn't eaten this much in a long time; she needed to catch her breath.
"support?"
Xu Chacha, like a turtle lying on its back basking in the moonlight, glanced at her lazily and said, "If I die from overeating, you'll have to take responsibility."
"I tried to stop you from the back." But once Xu Chacha started eating, there was no stopping her. "Here are some digestive tablets."
Xu Chacha took it, put one in her mouth, and it tasted sweet and sour, but she didn't have the patience and couldn't help but bite it and swallow it.
"I want more."
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"I'll eat it like candy." Wen Mubai didn't give it to him.
Xu Chacha's face fell. "Still full? Feel my belly."
Wen Mubai squatted down beside her and placed his hand on her soft belly. "Indeed."
"Then give me one more."
"Eating too much isn't good." Wen Mubai moved up two inches. "Let me rub it."
Her touch was very light, without any heavy pressure. She stroked downwards gently, as if her palms had the same magic as digestive aids. Gradually, Xu Chacha felt better, opened her mouth, and let out a soft burp.
"This time we've come at just the right time."
Xu Chacha followed Wen Mubai's gaze and looked out the window. The gardenias in the flower field were in full bloom.
Last time I came, I missed the gardenia blooming season and could only see bare branches and leaves. This time I caught the tail end of the bloom.
Xu Chacha had never seen such a large field of gardenias before. She could smell the faint fragrance carried by the wind from afar, which was purer and more natural than the perfume she made.
The flavor she tried so hard to preserve could not compare to the limited blooming period.
Xu Chacha tapped her toes on the ground, and the rocking chair began to sway. Wen Mubai walked to the window, opened it wider, and leaned back lazily.
Neither of them spoke; the only sounds were the cicadas chirping and the tinkling of wind chimes in the summer night air.
After a long time of rushing around in the city, this rare tranquility and leisure seems especially precious.
Wen Mubai was the first to break the silence, speaking softly about the past to her.
She said that she and her grandmother went barefoot in the flower field, picking up fallen flowers and leaves, and then brought them home. Her grandfather was responsible for making them into beautiful bookmarks.