The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

"The prince and the princess will be together happily." Xue Shaoqing closed the book in his hand, looked at the boy with a smile and said, "How is it? Do you like this story?"

"Why is the prince with the princess? Not a maid or someone else?" Shen Moyan seemed dissatisfied with the ending, and took a breath from the book that was written in foreign languages: "What kind of story does this foreign devil write? I really hate it." gone."

"Hahahaha, then how do you think you should write it?" Xue Shaoqing was so amused by his appearance, she grinned, hugged the boy's waist and sat on her lap in a good mood and asked, "What do you like?" I'll tell you a story like that later."

"Then why doesn't the prince stay with the maid who takes care of him? Why doesn't he like the knight who silently accompanies him! This story is so unfair! People who are sincere can't get love, but the princess who came out of nowhere can win easily ! Just because he is a princess!" Shen Moyan's cheeks were puffed up with anger, and he said indignantly, "This lover can't get married in the end, but it's cheaper for others. I don't like it at all."

"Fool..." Xue Shaoqing sighed helplessly, rubbed the boy's soft long hair and said with a smile, "This is just a story, it's not like this in the real world."

"Then what will the real world be like?" Shen Moyan questioned.

"In the real world... lovers will eventually get married..." Xue Shaoqing's voice was unhurried, as if there was firm strength in gentleness.

"Really...?" Shen Moyan didn't believe it.

"Really..." Xue Shaoqing nodded and said, "Just like us, lovers will be able to overcome all difficulties and stay together in the end."

"Mo Yan...you have to believe..."

"We will definitely be together..."

"Marry him! Marry him!" There was a lot of voices at the scene, and bunches of roses shining like stars seemed to converge into the Milky Way in the sky, shining brightly in the night sky.

Shen Moyan looked at the man kneeling on one knee in front of him, and suddenly lost all language, the thoughts in his mind were drowned out by all the voices, and he couldn't make sense of it, even his fingers could not help trembling slightly.

"Mo Yan, marry me." Wang Ye grinned brightly, as if the sun in March made those who approached him extremely warm.

Shaoqing...will you be happy...can I really be happy...

He didn't want to cry, but his eyes became more and more blurred. He didn't know who this person was, and he couldn't even hear the ethereal voice clearly, but he could clearly feel the cold liquid falling down one by one on his face.

"Mo Yan, I will give you happiness. I hope the whole world can see our happiness." Wang Ye said sincerely, and the ring in his hand seemed to hurt his eyes.

"I..." Shen Moyan couldn't utter a complete sentence, his voice trembling obviously: "Will we be together..."

"Yes, we will always be together..."

"Will I... be happy..."

"I'll be very happy, very happy..."

Shaoqing, did you hear that, he said that I will be very happy, he said that we will be together forever, whether it is you or him, and whether I am qualified to accept it.

Shaoqing, are you there...can you hear me...

Shen Moyan's mind was in chaos, and countless memories and reality were intertwined. He walked down the steps slowly, and even supported the wall with his hands to stabilize his figure. The scene he had imagined countless times is now in front of him, but for some reason But illusory can't touch reality.

"Mo Yan, promise me?" Wang Ye didn't seem to notice anything unusual, the face that was exactly the same as in his memory was full of smiles, and his pupils shone with anticipation.

He reached out and touched the ring carefully, the metal infected with body temperature seemed to burn his fingers, Shen Moyan curled up subconsciously and touched again tentatively.

Wang Ye seemed to see through his mind, gently grasped the palm of his hand, passed the small ring through the ring finger, and clasped it tightly in his palm.

"Mo Yan, don't be afraid, I'm always by your side."

The words of the man in front of him seemed to be tainted with magic power, which instantly comforted Shen Moyan's clear and frightened expression, and his body was no longer so nervous. He carefully looked at the bright diamonds accumulated between his fingers, his eyes seemed to lose focus.

"Will you love me?" he murmured.

"Yes." Wang Ye affirmed.

"If one day you find out that I'm not what you think, will you still love me the same?" Shen Moyan put down his hands and looked into his eyes seriously.

"No matter what you are, I will love you." Wang Ye looked into his eyes, and every word he said seemed to be his own voice.

Shen Moyan suddenly raised his lips and smiled, this smile was from the heart, he grinned his lips so that his eyes narrowed into slits, and tears fell on the ground in circles of dark black water stains.

"I promise you...Wang Ye...I promise you." His voice was neither high nor low, and his fingers gently held the other's palm, and the scorching body temperature seemed to gradually spread to the heart.

"Really?" Wang Ye seemed overjoyed, stood up and grabbed his shoulder and continued to ask, "Really? Mo Yan, are you really willing?"

"Really." Shen Moyan reached out and brushed the scattered hair from the man's forehead, his tears-washed eyes were exceptionally bright in the night: "I am willing, I want to be with you, we will always be together. "

"Mo Yan, I love you, I really love you." Wang Ye hugged him excitedly, and the fans at the scene burst into excitement, waving roses in their hands non-stop, and everyone seemed to be shouting for something.

"Shen Moyan wants to be happy!"

"bless all of you!"

"Wow!!! My male god is married!!!"

Shen Moyan also hugged the man in front of him tightly, and his two strong hearts fit together, as if sensing each other's love.

He turned his head to look at the cheering fans, held Wang Ye's hand and ran onto the stage with a smile. Shen Muyun next to him could no longer control the situation on the scene, and he continued to direct the field staff to strengthen the security facilities with a flustered expression. When he looked back at him His brows were already wrinkled into the word "Chuan".

But Shen Moyan didn't care at all now, he and Wang Ye clasped their hands tightly, standing under the spotlight like a believer who had been baptized by heaven, every eyebrow raising and smile of the man around him was infinitely magnified in the night.

He picked up the microphone and shouted to the fans: "Thank you! Thank you everyone! Thank you for the surprise! And," he turned to the man next to him, "Thank you, thank you Love me and thank you for making me so happy."

Wang Ye raised the corners of his mouth wantonly, took the microphone and responded calmly: "You're welcome, you should."

The scene suddenly burst into laughter, and Shen Moyan also laughed with everyone, turned around and hugged the man's cheeks and pressed his lips against them.

In this bright night, he made a wish at this moment: If this is just a dream, let him never wake up again.