[Ding!]
[Outstanding move! A meaningful gift that moved your partner deeply, treasured like a rare gem!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones]
Lin Yu gently wiped away the tears streaming down Xiao Fufu's cheeks.
Yet, the more he wiped, the more they fell.
He quickly opened his backpack and pulled out a tissue.
"I gave you a gift to make you happy, not to make you cry. Don’t cry, don’t cry."
"I’ll always be by your side, waiting for the day our little Fufu ‘shines brightly under the heavens.’"
In this world,
perhaps only Lin Yu truly understood
just how extraordinary Xiao Fufu’s drawings were.
Whether as a picture book illustrator or a web illustrator,
as long as her skills remained unmatched,
she would inevitably rise to prominence in any field.
Lin Yu wasn’t just comforting her—he believed it wholeheartedly.
As Lin Yu continued to softly wipe Ye Mengfu’s tears,
her suppressed emotions finally overflowed.
For the first time, she actively embraced him, her arms tightening around him,
as if afraid he might vanish the next moment.
She had never believed before
that one person could truly understand another.
Yet Lin Yu, time and again, saw past her quiet exterior
and touched the deepest tenderness in her heart.
Now, she believed.
Not out of mere gratitude—but with unwavering conviction.
Lin Yu didn’t say much.
He simply patted Xiao Fufu’s shoulder, quietly waiting for her to steady her emotions.
The exhibition hall was vast, and they still had much to see.
……
Ten minutes later,
Xiao Fufu had composed herself, dispelling the shadows in her heart.
The two arrived at the entrance of the Starlight Pavilion.
Inside, a special "Starlight Show" was being held, with limited viewing slots.
Only those who had reserved tickets online in advance could enter.
The pavilion was themed around Jimmy Liao’s picture book Starlight, meticulously designed to bring its world to life.
Lin Yu and Ye Mengfu presented their tickets and took their seats.
After a few minutes, the lights in the venue dimmed completely.
Accompanied by the animation’s opening sequence, an enchanting "Starlight Show" began.
Under a dome shimmering with stars,
projections of iconic characters from Jimmy Liao’s works danced across the scenery.
The audience was thoroughly immersed,
and the children accompanied by their parents were especially excited.
"Not going to take any photos?" Lin Yu leaned closer and whispered to Ye Mengfu.
She shook her head, instinctively tightening her grip on his hand.
Rather than freezing the moment in a photograph,
she wanted to engrave it in her heart, to simply savor it.
Doing anything else would only disrupt the beauty of this instant.
Twenty minutes later,
the Starlight Show came to an end.
A staff member stepped onto the stage with a microphone:
"Good morning, everyone! Thank you all for coming. We’ll just take a little more of your time."
"Today, we’ve prepared a small drawing activity for those who attended the Starlight Show."
"During the show, many beloved characters from Jimmy Liao’s works appeared under the starry sky."
"In Zone C of the exhibition hall, we’ve set up a studio with all the necessary drawing tools and paints."
"Each of you can choose your favorite character and create your own artwork on the spot."
"We’ve also invited renowned illustrators and famous painters from the Pingchuan Art Association as judges."
"They will select three outstanding works and award commemorative prizes from the exhibition."
"We hope you’ll participate enthusiastically and support our event. Thank you!"
After the host stepped down,
Lin Yu and Ye Mengfu exchanged glances.
"We’re already here—do you want to give it a try, Xiao Fufu?"
"My skills are limited, so I won’t sign up, but how about I register for you?"
"Let my girlfriend win the honors for me!"
Lin Yu cheered her on with encouragement.
Drawing in front of so many people
was no small challenge for Ye Mengfu.
She usually created either in the solitude of her home or on quiet grassy fields.
Now, she’d have to paint alongside others, likely with an audience watching.
This kind of situation…
Ye Mengfu studied Lin Yu’s expression.
It was clear he really wanted her to participate.
Just then,
an unwelcome voice drifted over from the aisle:
"Xiao Mei, which character are you planning to draw?"
"I remember your skills are quite impressive!"
"If you win a prize, today won’t have been a waste, right?"
"I’ll get to bask in your glory too!"
"Later, I’ll go sign you up!"
The self-styled "veteran artist" Guan Bao trailed behind Jiang Yangmei,
showering her with exaggerated praise.
What he cared about wasn’t the commemorative prize.
He simply didn’t want the trip to be in vain.
The judges were industry-famous illustrators and senior members of the Pingchuan Art Association.
If he could use this opportunity to connect with them,
his network—and resources—might expand further.
That’s why
he was so eager to volunteer to register for her.
Jiang Yangmei moved with the crowd, replying irritably:
"How touching. I didn’t realize you still remembered I’m an illustrator. I thought you’d forgotten."
Guan Bao’s smile stiffened, but he pressed on shamelessly:
"How could I? With talent like yours, today’s the perfect chance to shine!"
Jiang Yangmei took a deep breath, suppressing her annoyance:
"The Starlight Show was only twenty minutes, and you were fifteen minutes late?"
"Why didn’t you just wait until it ended and pick me up at the door?"
"At least then I could’ve enjoyed the whole thing without this frustration!"
Guan Bao raised his phone defensively:
"You know how busy I am! I was in a partners’ conference call—I couldn’t just ignore it!"
"If I’d missed something important, wouldn’t that have been worse?"
Even the "veteran artist" seemed flustered now.
As they passed Lin Yu and Ye Mengfu’s seats,
Jiang Yangmei’s gaze flickered toward them—
only to quickly look away.
Yet Guan Bao, sharp-eyed as ever, noticed the exchange.
"Hey! Lin Yu, Junior Ye, what a coincidence!"
"Did you hear about the activity the host mentioned?"
"Xiao Mei and I are heading to sign up. Junior Ye must be great at drawing too, right?"
"Want to join us?"
Guan Bao’s enthusiasm was as performative as ever,
peacocking without regard for Jiang Yangmei’s expression.
Jiang Yangmei glanced at Ye Mengfu with a complicated look.
Ye Mengfu instinctively wanted to avert her eyes—
but Lin Yu, holding her hand, shifted his grip to her shoulder instead.
Ye Mengfu: "……"
For the first time,
she felt an unshakable sense of security.
Lin Yu: "Us? We were just—"
Ye Mengfu cut in, her voice firm: "I’ll participate."
……
(Second update for today—apologies for the delay. A power outage in my neighborhood set things back, but there’ll be one more chapter later, no matter how late.)
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