Chapter 327: Could You Keep A Lower Profile? Could You?

“Stop laughing.” Xu Moyan poked him. He was the worst.

If he kept chuckling like that, she would want to keep snuggling in his embrace, and that way she would not get anything done.

Wei Zilin smiled widely, but he stopped laughing obediently. Unfortunately, his voice was just naturally charismatic, and even the most casual things he said would affect Xu Moyan. That was something he could not help.

Wei Zilin kissed the corner of her eyes. “Is the cake done?”

Xu Moyan took a deep breath. All she could smell was his sweet fragrance, faint and clean.

“It’s done,” Xu Moyan said, taking half a step back and retreating from his embrace.

She turned around and was about to grab a knife to cut the cake, but Wei Zilin stopped her. “Don’t cut it. It’s not that big, so let’s eat it together.”

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They could take turns taking bites out of it. That image was sweet enough to make bubbles rise in Wei Zilin’s heart.

With that in mind, he took two forks out of the drawer and took the initiative to bring the cake to the living room.

Xu Moyan followed behind him, and the two of them cuddled on the couch as Wei Zilin took the iPad and played the movie.

To be honest, Xu Moyan was not very interested in the plot of the movie as a whole. She just wanted to hear Wei Zilin voicing Qi Shaofeng. If she was alone, she would have fast-forwarded the movie by now.

In the six years when Yu Linling had disappeared, she would do just that every time she missed his voice and wanted to hear it.

Still, she was a little too shy to do that in front of Wei Zilin himself.

It was not easy, but they finally got to the part where Qi Shaofeng appeared for the first time. His debut was in a dark study, illuminated only by a few candles at night. The emperor was sitting in a chair, and Qi Shaofeng gradually emerged from the shadows. Although most of his body was still shrouded in darkness, it did not hide his elegant figure.

However, Xu Moyan thought that he gave off such an impression mostly due to Wei Zilin’s voice acting.

It was because he had such a nice voice that even though he was talking to the emperor about mercilessly killing people, it was still very hard for the fans to hate him.

The first time Qi Shaofeng appeared, he had very few lines and his scenes were short, with his character mostly hidden in the shadows. However, it was soon his second appearance, and this time it was on a bright and sunny day, while he was in a busy ancient town. Qi Shaofeng had also changed out of his gloomy black outfit, becoming a graceful and handsome young gentleman dressed in white.

That stark contrast gave audiences a lasting visual impression, such that many people immediately remembered Qi Shaofeng as a character. That was also due to the director’s prowess.

Xu Moyan had listened to Qi Shaofeng’s lines over and over again, more times than she could count. She had even memorized them.

Just then, she heard the lines Qi Shaofeng said when he first met the hero, his voice bright and warm. “My name is Qi Shaofeng, and this is my first time here. I heard that Swordcrafting Manor is looking to make friends through the sword, which is why I am here to pay my respects to the masters.”

Although the line was nothing special, Xu Moyan’s heart practically shattered when Wei Zilin said it. She tugged at Wei Zilin’s sleeve, saying, “Could you repeat that line for me, please?”

Wei Zilin laughed and put his arm around her shoulders, repeating that line at a leisurely pace.

Xu Moyan’s eyes fell to a half-close, her expression that of a girl in love. Wei Zilin could not help but laugh and ask, “Do you want me to say the line where he confesses to Qing Siyu too?”

“Can you?” Xu Moyan’s eyes lit up, and she gripped Wei Zilin’s wrists with her fair and slender hands. She was as excited as a child whose parents had agreed to their request.

Wei Zilin recalled the lines and changed Qing Siyu’s name to Xu Moyan’s. “When I have settled matters here, we shall go to the plains of the north and run free on horseback. We shall go past the borders of the south and explore every one of the infinite mountains to our leisure. I just need a month’s time, and after that, I will tell you everything. Wait for me for a month, and I’ll marry you. Alright?”

However, a month after Qi Shaofeng said that, what awaited him was his demise.

The northern plains and the southern hills that he promised, as well as that grandiose wedding, all of it came to naught.

After Wei Zilin finished saying those lines, Xu Moyan thought of the ending that came next, and her eyes immediately glistened with tears, reddening.

“Silly girl, it’s just a fictional story. Why are you crying?” Wei Zilin hugged her, kissing her softly on the lips.

Her reaction made his heart ache for her, but it also amused him.

Why was she so silly?

“It’s probably because you’re the one acting it out, and it just sounds so good. I couldn’t help but get carried away, and then the emotions took over.” Xu Moyan sniffled and stayed in his embrace a little longer, stopping only after she had dried all her tears on his shirt.

Wei Zilin did not dislike that all, picking up the fork and digging up another piece of cake that he promptly stuffed into Xu Moyan’s mouth.

The smoothness of the butter and the fragrance of the chocolate instantly filled her mouth. It was the same recipe as the one she made on Valentine’s Day, but the change in her heart meant that it tasted completely different.

That day, its bitterness filled her palate, but all she could taste now was its smooth fragrance.

Seeing that she had some cream on the corners of her mouth, Wei Zilin did not hesitate to lick it off her, eating away all the cream inside and outside her mouth.

“I’ll say some better things next time, so don’t keep thinking of these depressing lines,” Wei Zilin said, pecking her lips and sighing. “I’m right here, and I’m telling you all sorts of things every day. What’s a line or two of dialogue compared to that?”

Xu Moyan smiled when she heard that, nodding forcefully. Suddenly, she realized that she did not mind if they continued watching Massacre or if they stopped.

Every so often, Wei Zilin would steal a bit more cake from her mouth. He did not seem to mind tasting her saliva at all. Only Xu Moyan was extremely self-conscious of herself, though naturally, she did not mind tasting Wei Zilin’s mouth either.

The movie reached the point where the heroes of Jianghu gathered and attacked the palace at night. Xu Moyan knew that Qi Shaofeng’s death was impending, so she could not bear to watch. Yanking Wei Zilin’s arm, she said, “Let’s stop. It gets too depressing from here, and I always skip this ending.”

Wei Zilin was just watching it to humor Xu Moyan, so he turned it off promptly once she asked him to stop.

“Always? How many times have you watched it?” Wei Zilin fed her another mouthful of cake and asked with a laugh.

“…” Like a cat caught by the tail, Xu Moyan chewed the cake twice and swallowed it before she said, “It’s your fault for falling off the radar after voicing one movie? All your fans couldn’t find anything else even if we wanted to, so I had no choice but to rewatch this movie again and again. Actually, I always fast-forward the movie and skip the parts without Qi Shaofeng, all so I can hear your voice. But the ending is really bad, so I always skip that too.”

Wei Zilin silently considered if he should agree to Han Zhuoli’s requests and voice a few more shows. Would that please Xu Moyan?

On the other hand, he was already hers, so she could hear his voice every day. In that case, it should not matter if there were any more movies.

The cake Xu Moyan made was still only six inches wide, so it was not very big. Last time, she and Zheng Yuntong had managed to finish it even after they ate the instant noodles, and now she was sharing it with Wei Zilin, a grown man with a big appetite.

The two of them chatted as they ate, and they fed each other too, so before they knew it, only a tiny piece of the cake was left.

Xu Moyan was about to eat it, but Wei Zilin stopped her. “Hold on.”

Xu Moyan stopped and watched as Wei Zilin pulled out his phone, taking a picture of the last scrap of cake. “I remember there was about this much left of the cake you took a picture of on Valentine’s Day.”

Xu Moyan, “…”

To think he remembered it so clearly.

“I’m not holding a grudge against you.” Wei Zilin rubbed her hair with a smile and pulled her into a hug so she could see too.

As she watched, he turned on Weibo and posted the picture with the caption, “I got what I wished for.”

They were six simple words, but they carried a deep meaning. Those who knew what had happened over the past two days would immediately know what he meant.

Xu Moyan’s face was red. It was her first time seeing him post something on Weibo using his account, and although the steps were exactly the same, they still felt fresh and different to her.

After he posted it, Wei Zilin put the matter aside. Either way, there would be a ton of fans commenting on it, and he knew what they would say even before they said it.

As soon as he turned off Weibo, Wei Zilin’s phone rang.

Xu Moyan was still snuggling in Wei Zilin’s arms, so she was seeing almost all exactly what he was seeing. That was why she could see the display on his phone screen as well. The caller was Han Zhuoli.

Wei Zilin did not try to evade here either, hitting the speaker button. “Hello.”

As soon as he said that, Han Zhuoli’s frustrated voice came from the other end. “Could you keep a lower profile? Could you?”

Xu Moyan had never met or talked to them before, so she never expected this from Han Zhuoli.

It came as quite a surprise to her. She laughed, looking at Wei Zilin.

Wei Zilin laughed too, disregarding Han Zhuoli’s heartbroken accusation completely as he lowered his head and pecked Xu Moyan’s lips.

Since the phone was on speaker mode, every sound on this side could be heard by the other side. Xu Moyan hurriedly gave him a shove, worried that Han Zhuoli would hear them.