Chapter 97

"Who would look like someone who has never been in love? If there really is such a look, it definitely wouldn't be you. You don't look like someone who has never been in love; you look like someone who would fall in love and stay in love forever. If anyone falls in love with you, I think they wouldn't let go easily, and you wouldn't let go easily either."

Lin Zaishan chatted casually.

Back then, when he first arrived in this world, he was very excited. Everything in this world felt fresh to him, and he was filled with enthusiasm for this new world. Sun Yuzhen was an exceptionally pure and beautiful girl, and they got along very well. The old man's heart was moved, and he started joking with Sun Yuzhen.

As he became more integrated with the old man's body, experiences, and thoughts, Lin Zaishan's mindset also became more profound and reserved. He was no longer as excited and impulsive as when he first arrived in this world. This was like a student transitioning from school to society, where various pressures gradually piled up, making the snail shell on his back heavier and heavier. On the path of dragging the snail shell forward, their personalities became more and more rounded.

Few people can always maintain their sharp edges. In the repeated bumps and bruises, many people hide their sharp edges in their hearts and no longer expose them to the world.

After taking on the old man's heavy snail shell, Lin Zaishan also hid many of his sharp edges and impulsiveness in his heart. The pressures from his body, age, family, and society made him unable to be as reckless as when he was young, both in his career and with women.

Hearing Lin Zaishan's answer, Sun Yuzhen felt both sweet and bitter, as if she had been praised but also felt a bit helpless and resigned.

"Ah..."

She brushed the sand off her skirt and sighed, "To be honest, Uncle, I really want to fall in love. But I don't know where the right person is. Every Valentine's Day, I feel particularly down. Especially in the past two years, as I get older, I see everyone around me in passionate love, while I'm alone at home eating instant noodles. This feeling... can only be described as 'hehe.'"

"Hehe."

Sun Yuzhen was speechless at Lin Zaishan's laughter and pouted, "Are you making fun of me too?"

"I'm not making fun of you; I'm sympathizing with you."

"Then you might as well make fun of me!"

"Hehe."

"Stop saying 'hehe.'"

"You artistic young women, why are you so sentimental?"

"If your love can only be experienced through imagination, don't you feel wronged?"

Looking into Sun Yuzhen's eyes, feeling the sentiment and helplessness in her clear eyes, Lin Zaishan smiled gently. He answered with a song, singing directly—

...

Who isn't relying on imagination~

To imagine the shape of love~

...

He was singing a song from another life, a work by the talented musician Xiao Xiao— "Only by Imagination."

The lyrics were written by the master Li Zongsheng, and the content was as sharp and sensitive as always, striking the hearts of many urban women.

Sun Yuzhen's heart trembled as she heard Lin Zaishan sing softly. She thought he was using the song to comfort her, and a sense of inexplicable happiness filled her heart, making her mood suddenly much better!

But soon she realized that Lin Zaishan wasn't comforting her; he was analyzing her.

...

Ignoring the awkward resistance~

Oh~ with all the stubbornness~

Forcing the intangible imagination~

To take the shape you want~

I envy your strength~

...

Which woman wouldn't want to shape her imagination of love into the form she desires?

This is a stubbornness that ignores everything.

Is it also the strength of self-preservation?

But who can understand the bitterness in this process?

Sun Yuzhen's heart felt a warm, sour sensation, and a hot current began to rise.

Why are this old man's songs always so sharp? Does he not stop until he makes someone cry?

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Hey~ yes~ the fragrance of women~

Proving you don't want to pretend~

Your thoughts and desires~

...

What will tomorrow be like~

Bountiful or sorrowful~

Desolate like a wasteland~

Or bright like the stars~

...

Sun Yuzhen really didn't want to think about what tomorrow would be like, and she didn't dare to think about it.

She wanted her love to be as bright as the stars.

But she was more afraid that her heart would remain desolate like a wasteland.

...

Who isn't relying on imagination~

To imagine the shape of love~

Facing the huge magnetic field~

Being lifted or being liberated~

I'm curious about your direction~

Where are you going~

Oh~ with all the stubbornness~

Forcing the intangible imagination~

To take the shape you want~

I admire your courage~

...

"Uncle, stop singing. If you keep singing, I'll cry again."

Unable to bear the impact and beating on her heart from Lin Zaishan, the alcohol surged with the heat in her heart, and Sun Yuzhen boldly interrupted Lin Zaishan's singing for the first time.

"Haha, you're too sensitive. I wasn't singing about you."

Lin Zaishan was amused by Sun Yuzhen's innocent and tearful expression and stopped singing to avoid really upsetting her.

"You weren't singing about me? But why does every song you sing sound like it's about me?"

"I just realized you're a girl with a big face."

"Uncle, don't keep hitting me. I'm not as strong as you think." She covered one side of her face and pouted in complaint.

"You're much stronger than you think." Lin Zaishan comforted her, "At your age, wanting to fall in love is normal. Not wanting to fall in love would be abnormal. There's no need to be too troubled by this. What's meant to come will come. With a kind heart, do you really think heaven will be unfair to you?"

Sun Yuzhen smiled helplessly, thinking, "Why did heaven come up?"

"Trust me, the person who gets in your car will definitely be an outstanding man. Before he gets in, there's no need to be too anxious. Enjoy the scenery along the way and cherish your single life. Once your boyfriend gets in the car, you won't be able to see the scenery anymore; you'll just be focused on him."

Lin Zaishan's words made Sun Yuzhen feel inexplicably shy. The alcohol burned a small crack in her mind, and she asked Lin Zaishan, "Uncle, have many people gotten in your car? What do you do in the car?"

It was clear that Sun Yuzhen's topic was a bit unusual, and her eyes hid a kind of shyness that only adults could understand.

Lin Zaishan glanced at Sun Yuzhen and asked straightforwardly, "Do you want to talk about adult topics?"

"I'm not a kid anymore. Tell me? Share some life experiences with me, don't let me always rely on imagination."

Encouraged by the faint alcohol, Sun Yuzhen asked Lin Zaishan boldly. She had never talked about such topics with a man before.

As she spoke, she could clearly feel her heart rate increase, and her stomach felt a bit hot. Her curled legs were pressed even tighter together.

The sudden tension and anticipation burned her curiosity.

She really wanted to hear stories from Lin Zaishan, a mature man who had experienced countless storms.

"What do you want to hear?"

Lin Zaishan asked Sun Yuzhen with a smile.

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【Kneeling for recommendations!】

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