TRMLCM Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Birthday Confession

Chapter 103 Birthday Confession

As the most bustling area of City C, Century Entertainment City also had the most intense New Year atmosphere.

Colorful lights and bright red lanterns hung high on the branches of the trees. Large patches of flowers covered the entire square, with only a path in the middle paved with crimson red carpet. A hundred meters away, at the end of the red carpet, a giant screen stood halfway up a building, playing dazzling advertisements.

Snow fell silently, dyeing their temples and hairlines. They walked along the red carpet, stopping halfway.

The surroundings were rather quiet, completely different from what Shen Chang’an expected. He frowned slightly, glanced around, and whispered, “Why is there no one here?”

After searching in vain, he turned to look at Cheng Yi standing beside him, puzzled.

On the way here, the streets were clearly bustling with people. He could still hear the sounds of cars outside the square.

Had the road been blocked off?

Shen Chang’an frowned as he pondered, his fingers unconsciously tightening slightly. His chilly hand obediently and unintentionally slipped into Cheng Yi’s warm palm and was held tightly.

If they had trespassed like this, wouldn’t staff members come to escort them out later?

Just as he hesitated whether to pull Cheng Yi back, the other person released his hand.

Cheng Yi raised his hand to glance at the watch on his wrist. When he raised his dark and deep eyes again, they held a rare sense of purity and gentleness.

A smile played on his lips, “The timing is perfect.”

Shen Chang’an looked at him, his clear eyes filled with confusion.

“Chang’an, happy birthday!”

Fireworks streaked across the sky, erupting in a dazzling roar. The half-darkened square was instantly illuminated, and the intoxicating fragrance of red roses permeated the entire Century City, engulfing it with the help of the white snow.

Small colored lights in the flowerbeds twinkled, and warm yellow lights illuminated the area where Shen Chang’an and Cheng Yi stood. The small lights shone upwards from the ground, outlining their facial features with a soft glow, making their figures appear tall and slender.

The advertisement on the giant screen in front had long stopped, replaced by a cream cake with a pink background, with the words:

“Happy 29th Birthday, Chang’an!”

The scene shifted, and Shen Chang’an’s figure appeared on the giant screen, accompanied by melodious music. It showed clips from his previous livestreams, mixed with photos of his life. The scenes and outfits in the video constantly changed, and the expression in his eyes gradually shifted from quiet and reserved to steady and bright. The only thing that remained the same was the smile on his face.

Shen Chang’an stared blankly, his mind whirring for a long time before he finally realized what Cheng Yi meant.

He suddenly realized that today was his birthday…

…and all of this was a surprise prepared for him by someone.

[January 23rd, at exactly midnight, he received the first punctual birthday wish in his life.]

Shen Chang’an’s red lips curved into a smile. He seemed to chuckle briefly, then couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

As he laughed, his body nearly buckling over, the muffled sound of small wheels rolling on the red carpet arose. Shen Chang’an stopped laughing, leaned on Cheng Yi’s shoulder, and looked back. He saw a staff member pushing a large cake, almost 1.2 meters tall, towards them. After steadying the cart, the staff member respectfully withdrew.

Cheng Yi walked over, pushed the cart to Shen Chang’an’s side.

The cake was generally similar in shape to the one in the video, with white as the main color. But upon closer inspection, the cake had many bright yellow and blue accents, like twinkling eyes, or like stars on a white canvas, still radiating dazzling light in the azure sky.

The candles were already inserted. Cheng Yi picked up a match and lit them. On this beautiful and enchanting night, the candles representing his 29th birthday burned brightly.

Cheng Yi picked up a crown-shaped birthday hat and put it on Shen Chang’an’s head. He extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, his eyes full of smiles, and said softly,

“Make a wish, my birthday star.”

Shen Chang’an looked into his teasing eyes, feeling as if he were about to drown in that surging ocean of emotion.

He slowly closed his eyes, his hands clasped together in front of his chest, as quiet and beautiful as the most devout believer before a deity.

Cheng Yi stood in front of him, his deep gaze fixed on him, unwavering.

A few seconds later, Shen Chang’an’s long, curled eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. He opened his eyes, and Cheng Yi’s handsome and perfect face came directly into view.

He looked quietly at Cheng Yi, his expression calm and silent, his red lips pursed again and again, his composure tinged with shyness, and his shyness seeming to hold anticipation.

Adorable without realizing it.

He wanted to kiss him…

Cheng Yi’s eyes darkened, and he couldn’t help but smile at his bright eyes. He cleared his throat lightly, straightening his posture.

He casually lifted the tablecloth on the cart and took out a bouquet of flowers.

The bouquet was quite large, with black wrapping paper tightly enclosing the delicate, dewy red roses. The dark color scheme conveyed the love in an exceptionally deep and intense way.

Holding the flowers, Cheng Yi took out a small gift box, walked around the cart, and knelt on one knee beside Shen Chang’an.

The bright red roses, dusted with fine white snow, were extended forward. Shen Chang’an lowered his eyes, his expression calm but without the slightest hesitation, and accepted the bouquet. In this silent corner of the world, he only heard his own heartbeat, growing louder with each passing moment.

His fair fingers couldn’t help but tighten, then suddenly relax. Shen Chang’an carefully held the flowers in his arms, his eyes blinking lightly, always focused on the roses.

His earlobes and slender neck were flushed red. Even with the scarf and clothing obscuring them, he could still feel the intense heat of the blush.

He understood that he was flustered, that he was trying to escape, that he dared not meet that burning, scalding gaze that threatened to drown him.

Yet he was also accepting that direct gaze so quietly and openly.

His fair cheeks were already stained with red, and his red lips were unconsciously bitten. Bright eyes, white teeth, vibrant colors.

Shen Chang’an forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, feigning calmness as if everything that had just happened was not enough to move him. He calmly raised his eyes, quietly and expectantly awaiting the other person’s next move.

Of course, Cheng Yi would not disappoint him. He opened his mouth with a bombshell.

“Chang’an, I love you, marry me.”

Cheng Yi knelt on one knee and opened the small box in his hand. Two similar men’s rings rested quietly side by side, the small diamonds embedded in the ring surfaces shining with a fragmented, cold light under the lamplight, making them very beautiful.

The solemn expression and serious words were like a boulder falling from the sky, stirring up a thousand layers of waves in Shen Chang’an’s already turbulent heart.

Shen Chang’an suspected that he was hallucinating and had misheard. His mind was so muddled that he couldn’t even distinguish the subject, verb, and object.

He stuttered in shock, “Ah?… I, you marry… you?”