TRMLCM Chapter 105
by VolareChapter 105: Happy Birthday!
Chapter 105: Happy Birthday!
In the quiet room, a white spotlight cast a faint glow. The camera, with its blinking red light, leaned out inquisitively. On the computer screen, which emitted a faint blue light, Shen Chang’an sat with his back ramrod straight, his solitary figure standing in the very center of the frame.
The faint, crisp sound of the mouse clicking came irregularly, and then melodious background music filled the livestream room.
“Cough.” Shen Chang’an coughed softly, his pale face looking weary, radiating low spirits. Clearly, he hadn’t slept well. He furrowed his brow slightly, glanced at the number displayed in the upper right corner of the livestream room, and after a moment, picked up his water glass to moisten his dry lips, forcing himself to speak despite the discomfort in his throat.
“Welcome everyone to my livestream. Please wait a moment.”
His clear voice was quite hoarse, losing some of its usual coolness and gaining a touch of lazy magnetism that sounded strangely tender.
They had gone out quite late last night. After a confession, they had returned after two in the morning. Both were virile young men caught up in the heat of the moment, and since they had just tasted the forbidden fruit, they ignited with the slightest touch, causing a commotion until the sky began to lighten. Only then did the room fall silent.
And by the time Shen Chang’an regained consciousness, it was already past four in the afternoon.
This was something Shen Chang’an had never experienced before.
He had always been an early riser. Not to mention his student days, even after starting work, if he had to stay up all night dealing with work until four in the morning, he would only nap for a while and still manage to get up and clock in on time, practically a model worker among workhorses.
Shen Chang’an slightly closed his eyes, raised his hand to cover the lower half of his face, and yawned. The mole beneath the corner of his eye, now more prominent from being pampered, flickered brightly in the air, captivating and alluring.
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“Love Broadcast, good morning!”
“Wife, are you feeling unwell today?”
“An An, good evening.” x632
“Super punctual as always.”
“Baby, does your throat hurt? Do you have a cold?”
“The streamer looks so handsome today too.”
“Why does he seem so delicate?”
“Happy birthday to my dearest baby! (Cake)”
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!”
“Today is An An’s birthday? I didn’t even know. I’m such a bad fan, ahhhh! Happy birthday, An An!!!”
“Happy birthday! Wishing Love Broadcast continuous success!!”
“(Crying) I forgot too.”
“Happy birthday! (Cake)” x215
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“Thank you everyone for your wishes, thank you,” Shen Chang’an said, perking up and flashing a smile, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he spoke of his embarrassment. “Actually, I myself forgot it was my birthday today. Luckily, someone reminded me.”
As he said this, his starry eyes brightly gazed toward Cheng Yi. When their eyes met, he tilted his head, and when his gaze met the other’s gentle eyes, he didn’t look away. The smile in his eyes carried a taste of happiness that was naturally and completely revealed.
Shen Chang’an nonchalantly withdrew his gaze, the imperceptible joy softening his features, as if he were secretly showing off his affection. Knowing that the camera was capturing his every move in detail, he still acted so openly and spontaneously.
Unfortunately, this casual action didn’t reveal any clues to the fans who felt apologetic.
Looking at the indifferent and unresponsive comments, Shen Chang’an pursed his lips, a hint of disappointment appearing between his delicate brows. Before, if I only glanced once, they would notice someone in the room. Today, I blatantly stared for so long, but they still don’t talk about it.
Shen Chang’an blinked his somewhat bewildered eyes. Is the assistant identity that effective?
Unable to figure it out, his gaze couldn’t help but shift again toward the man sitting upright behind the computer, looking at him. Cheng Yi raised an eyebrow questioningly, noticing that he wasn’t working properly and was sneaking glances again.
Shen Chang’an smiled, not explaining, and naturally turned his head to look at the comments.
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“An An doesn’t celebrate birthdays, so does that mean there won’t be a special birthday program today?”
“What kind of special program do you want to see?” Shen Chang’an asked with a smile in his eyes, “Let’s be clear, I only know how to sing and play guitar. If you want to see something funny, I can do a little magic trick, but forget about dancing.”
“Zombie dancer, definitely no.”
“Hey, just watch something adults should watch.”
“Upstairs, don’t drop your pants, I’m tired of picking them up.”
“Little magic trick… what kind of magic?”
Escape the Sun floated across the screen: An An baby, check the green bubble [WeChat].
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“What’s wrong? Did you guys say something in the group?” Shen Chang’an asked as he picked up his phone, which was placed to the side. During the livestream, he always kept it on silent to avoid disturbing the fans and affecting the livestream’s effect.
Strawberry Mousse Little Cake floated across the screen: It’s a surprise that Sunny Day prepared.
Lucky floated across the screen: Love Broadcast, I want to complain.
Lucky floated across the screen: Those big women are ganging up and bullying a weak man like me.
Fish Doesn’t Eat Fish floated across the screen: Tsk, who’s bullying you, tattletale, aren’t you ashamed?
OrangeOrangeOrangeOrange floated across the screen: Exactly, even Cy hasn’t said anything.
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“Don’t fight, everyone. What about Cy?”
Shen Chang’an asked casually, glancing at the comments while also tapping open the chat group on his phone.
Besides the daily chats that had become active again since he resumed broadcasting, there weren’t many other chat logs in the group today. Only at the very bottom was a video with a completely black cover. Without hesitation, he tapped it open.
“Good evening, everyone…”
“Everyone…”
“Good evening, everyone. I’m Mu An, welcome everyone to my livestream…”
…
The image went from blurry to gradually white and clear. There weren’t many extra effects, and the entire video only had one protagonist.
The beginning was a series of livestream recordings. His few livestreams had been painstakingly found and carefully edited together. The middle section was a series of photos of him: livestream screenshots, artistic photos of membership gifts, and… a single snapshot of his personal life flashed by quickly.
“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you… happy birthday to you.”
“Wishing An An…”
“Wishing An An…”
“Wishing An An, happy birthday!!!”
The end of the video was a section of deep, light, and joyful shared blessings.
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After watching the entire video, Shen Chang’an was completely stunned. He only felt that his eyes were dry and sore as if he wanted to cry but couldn’t, and his heart was filled with a Astringentacrid feeling…
His birthday was close to the Lunar New Year, and every year at this time, he was in Li Family Village. His grandfather wouldn’t say things like “happy birthday,” but would simply mention it briefly and then praise his increasingly tall height, saying that he had grown up. His grandmother would make a lavish lunch and happily celebrate for him.
So, his birthday wasn’t a particularly memorable day for him.
But today, on what he thought would be a very ordinary day, he was holding roses and being proposed to by his lover. A cake plate with candles that subtly glittered under the lights was brought out. He received birthday wishes from countless people in front of the livestream camera.
In this excited and joyous atmosphere, Shen Chang’an lowered his eyes.
He just felt a little hungry.
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