Not only Xiao Yuan, but even the onlookers didn’t expect that these two had gotten together this way.
#SongYingQinShuOnlineLoveMeeting
The topic quickly surged to the top of the trending list. The featured image was a close-up shot of Qin Shu from the morning livestream, along with a still frame of Song Ying stepping out of the car. Under the sunlight, she glowed with a fair complexion, sweet yet cool.
The stunning visuals of the handsome man and beautiful woman quickly attracted many passersby to watch.
In no time, a large number of viewers flooded into the livestream.
Those who initially thought it was just heavily edited fake photos, upon entering and seeing the charming and wild-looking couple on camera, instantly found it hard to leave the livestream.
[Wow, the live video looks even better than the photos! Can the production team improve the quality? 1080p isn’t enough for me anymore, give us 4k, please!]
[You’re telling me such a handsome boyfriend came from an online love meeting?]
[Other people’s online love vs. my online love (picture). I still remember the short, chubby, greasy guy from my last disastrous meeting. Sisters, online dating is risky, meeting in person requires caution!]
Even some online dating apps caught wind of the buzz and started advertising in the comments.
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Netizens were shocked by the origin story of the “Win-Lose CP,” but they wanted to know more details.
After recovering from her shock, Xiao Yuan voiced the audience’s curiosity.
“Can you elaborate on this part? I believe many viewers want to know more details, like why you connected online, what happened on the day you met in person, and who confessed first in the end, among other things.”
“We first met online on a theater forum.”
Recalling the past, Song Ying shifted into a more comfortable position, nestling deeper into Qin Shu’s embrace as she began to tell the story.
“At that time, I was studying theater abroad. After each theater troupe performance, I would habitually check the reviews. For one particular show, the audience was full of praise, except for one person who criticized it relentlessly. Back then, I was young and hot-headed, thinking it was a hater deliberately causing trouble, so I went to argue with them. We ended up in a heated debate, moving from the comments section to private messages.”
“It was only after talking more carefully later that I realized this person, though arrogant, had some valid points. So, back and forth, we went from discussing theater to talking about life, and found that our values aligned perfectly. Gradually, we became friends who could talk about anything.”
“Before that, I was actually a very practical person. I never believed in things like ‘online love connecting people’ or ‘meeting in person after online dating.’ To me, it seemed as childish as kids playing house. But sometimes, feelings come without reason. Looking back now, I can only say… it was unexpectedly wonderful.”
As she recounted the past, the corners of Song Ying’s lips unconsciously lifted into a slight smile. The breeze from outside ruffled her hair, and the slanting sunlight cast a warm glow around her.
“We met during my time studying abroad. After I graduated and returned to China, he asked to meet up to celebrate my graduation. I originally didn’t want to go, but my friends at the time said, ‘You’ve been talking for so long, it’s worth meeting to see if he’s a person or a ghost.’ After all, throughout our entire acquaintance, aside from chatting, we had never even exchanged photos.””Later, I thought about it and realized, no matter the outcome, I should at least meet him once, to give my ‘online romance’ some closure. So I went, but what happened afterward… hmm, it was a bit embarrassing, I’d rather not say.”
At this point, Song Ying buried her face in Qin Shu’s chest. The camera couldn’t capture her delicate features, but her flushed ears were clearly visible.
Small and tinged with pink, like delicate seashells.
Qin Shu gently stroked Song Ying’s rabbit-like little ears and chuckled softly, “Actually, calling it an online romance meet-up is both right and wrong—to be more precise, it was something I had planned for a long time.”
With her head nestled in Qin Shu’s embrace, his low, magnetic, and mesmerizing voice seemed to penetrate directly into her ear canal, echoing and lingering.
Song Ying looked up, meeting Qin Shu’s fox-like eyes, shimmering with affection and a flicker of cunning.
“All coincidences are merely fate’s design, shaped by human effort,” he said.
“What do you mean?”
Song Ying sat up abruptly, her face filled with astonishment.
What else didn’t she know?
Seeing this, Xiao Yuan grew excited. “Mr. Qin, are you saying this online romance wasn’t a coincidence but something you orchestrated? Or did you know Miss Song before that? Was it because…”
Xiao Yuan had intended to ask, “Was it love at first sight?”
But upon seeing Qin Shu’s face, which could no longer be described merely as handsome, she swallowed her words—with such breathtaking looks himself, how could he possibly be swayed by someone else’s appearance?
“Could you elaborate, Mr. Qin?” Xiao Yuan urged eagerly. Who could understand the joy of witnessing gossip up close!
“Actually, I’ve known Teacher Song for a very long time, but back then, she didn’t know me.”
“???”
Song Ying grabbed Qin Shu’s collar, but before she could say anything, the car came to a sudden stop. She crashed into Qin Shu’s chest with a “thud,” her nose aching from the impact.
The camera shook violently.
But Song Ying paid no mind to it. Grimacing in pain as she rubbed her nose, she tugged at Qin Shu, her delicate brows furrowed, and demanded fiercely, “You’ve known me for a long time? Speak up! What’s going on?”
How infuriating—she had never known about this!
“Did it hurt?” Qin Shu reached out to gently massage Song Ying’s nose. “You should have been sitting properly.”
“It doesn’t hurt at all!” she insisted, though she allowed Qin Shu to continue soothing her. Her beautiful, sparrow-like eyes glared at him. “If you don’t explain this clearly today, I won’t let this go!”
“Be careful, you might get carsick.”
Firmly pressing her back into his embrace, Qin Shu’s voice softened considerably. “When I was little, my family was always busy with work, and I was often home alone. Back then, it was Teacher Song’s show Me and My Family that kept me company as I grew up.”
“Even then, I thought, this little girl is so interesting—I wish I could marry her someday.”
“…”
No one expected Qin Shu’s answer to be this.
Song Ying couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “I thought you were going to say something profound.”
“Isn’t it true?” Qin Shu raised an eyebrow. “I grew up watching Teacher Song’s shows.”
“Stop it!” Song Ying snorted.
If anyone else said this, it would be fine, but coming from Qin Shu, it made her sound old!
Was it her fault for debuting as a child star?
She was clearly younger than Qin Shu!
She was still in the prime of her youth.”Actually, Teacher Song’s performance that day was truly brilliant.”
Qin Shu brought up the past again, a touch of softness now mingling with his wild gaze.
Like a fierce tiger sniffing at a rose.
“It really was a coincidence that I went to the theater. The Merchant of Venice is one of my favorite Shakespeare plays, but I never expected that the actress playing the heroine Portia would be the little girl who had accompanied me throughout my entire childhood.”
“When the person on the screen is right there, not far from you, I think anyone would find it hard to suppress that strange, fluttering feeling in their heart. Teacher Song on stage was radiant. When I found out Teacher Song was single, my heart leaped with joy, as if it were about to burst out.”
“Right then, I told myself, this time, I couldn’t let her slip away again.”
“But at the time, Teacher Song was deeply devoted to theater and had no interest in romance. There was no other way—I had to find a way to catch her attention.”
At this point, Qin Shu sighed.
“Just like how boys in childhood always tease the girls they like, the only method I could think of back then was to start with theater. Sure enough, the innocent Teacher Song took the bait.”
Warm breezes drifted through the window, swirling gently.
Qin Shu spoke unhurriedly, recounting the past that Song Ying knew nothing about. His slender fingers ran through her hair, caressing it softly, as if stroking a rare and precious treasure.