Late September.
The nights in Shuangqing City still held a trace of sultriness.
Su Yu and Lin Yanyu returned home with bags full of groceries after visiting the supermarket.
Having lived together for so long, their daily routine had settled into that of an old married couple.
On quiet days, they'd go shopping, visit Su Yu's parents, and then come home in the evening to watch television.
"Ah, it's so hot. Su Su, I want to eat that..."
"No, if I remember correctly, you're on your period these past two days."
"I don't care!"
"Hey, why did you open it yourself? You can't eat this right now..."
"What's the big deal? I ate it a few days ago. Give it to me quickly, I want it."
"You weren't on your period a few days ago, so of course you could eat it. Not now. Take it out!"
"Mmm... so satisfying, it tastes so good. Too bad it's soft and not firm at all, not enjoyable."
"I really don't know what to do with you. Of course, they get soft quickly in the summer..."
Su Yu looked at Lin Yanyu helplessly. She was holding a melted Wangzai popsicle, biting at the plastic packaging with her teeth.
This little fairy was sometimes very willful. She insisted on eating cold things when it was her time of the month.
Su Yu was at a loss for what to do with her.
He could only put the rest into the refrigerator.
Since Su Yu and Lin Yanyu had already eaten dinner at his parents' place.
After washing up, they sat in the living room watching television.
Su Yu held a watermelon, with Lin Yanyu leaning against him.
The final match of the city competition was the day after tomorrow.
They had come this far over the past few months, and with just one more match, Su Yu would achieve the glory of the Song God.
The current popularity of the city competition had reached an unprecedented height.
Not only Su Yu's fans, but the entire Chinese music industry was awaiting the birth of the fifth Song God.
The city competition was arguably the hottest competition in recent years.
"Su Su, are you nervous?" Lin Yanyu took a bite of watermelon with a spoon and offered it to Su Yu.
"Nervous about what?" Su Yu chewed the watermelon, swallowed, and chuckled softly.
"Okay..." Lin Yanyu suddenly felt like she was stating the obvious.
She had never seen that kind of emotion on Su Yu.
And throughout this journey, the strength Su Yu had displayed already qualified him to win.
"Actually, I am a little nervous, but not because of the finals," Su Yu said, rubbing her head gently.
He had prepared a lot for this proposal.
It wouldn't be as simple as proposing on stage.
He hadn't done many romantic things with Lin Yanyu, but he knew she actually cared a lot about rituals.
She just never said it out loud.
So, he decided to take this opportunity to compensate her for all those missing rituals.
Before, he hadn't had the means, and Su Yu wasn't the type to inflate his ego. Lin Yanyu was also very sensible, and they lived a simple and ordinary life together.
She never asked for gifts on holidays. Instead, she often told Su Yu that she lacked nothing and that he didn't need to waste money.
Actually, what Lin Yanyu said was true. She wasn't short of money, nor did she believe that expensive gifts could express her feelings. She felt that affection could be sensed, and that being sweet and loving together was better than anything else.
However, Su Yu now had the means, so it was time to be romantic.
"Then why?" Lin Yanyu rested her head on Su Yu's chest, looking up, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
Su Yu didn't answer. He lowered his head, lifted her small face, and with a slight curve of his lips, pressed his mouth onto Lin Yanyu's soft lips.
She let out a soft hum and reached up to wrap her arms around Su Yu's neck.
Feeling Lin Yanyu's response.
A surge of heat rushed to Su Yu's head.
His large hand slipped under her loose nightgown, reaching for her waist.
Feeling a tingle at her waist, Lin Yanyu tightened her embrace, a blush creeping up her fair neck.
After an unknown amount of time.
They parted their lips.
Su Yu held Lin Yanyu tightly in his arms.
His chin rested on her head, and he breathed heavily.
His mind was buzzing.
He couldn't take it anymore.
He was getting weaker and weaker...
"Actually... I can help you," Lin Yanyu said, her face flushed as she breathed in Su Yu's scent and felt his burning warmth.
Su Yu was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at Lin Yanyu.
He saw her eyes clouded with mist, and her lower lip gently bitten.
Su Yu's heart rate instantly spiked!
The fire he had suppressed erupted again, rushing to his head!
He quickly let go of Lin Yanyu and walked towards the kitchen.
He opened the refrigerator.
The popsicle that had been soft moments ago was now frozen solid.
He opened the packaging and took a sip.
A cool sensation extinguished the fire within him.
He let out a sigh of relief.
When he turned back, he saw Lin Yanyu lying on the sofa, looking at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Because of the loose neckline of her nightgown.
An unfathomable abyss was staring at him, completely uncovered.
At this moment, Su Yu finally understood the meaning of "When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you."
This little vixen!
If it weren't for her period, he would have devoured her today!
Su Yu glared at her fiercely.
Seeing his flustered expression, she giggled.
She usually enjoyed teasing Su Yu, and seeing him, who was usually so calm about everything, appear so embarrassed, gave her a great sense of accomplishment.
Perhaps this was their little romantic interlude.
"You wait."
Su Yu took another bite of the popsicle, suppressing the fire in his heart.
It's coming soon. After the proposal, he would let this vixen know how powerful he was!!
Late into the night.
Su Yu returned to his room, lay on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
"System, customize 'Jing Zhong Bao Guo' (Serve the Country with Loyalty)."
There was a patriotic themed program on the variety channel in late October, and he had promised Chen Qingyuan that he would participate.
Moreover, the official channel would likely have a national team singer perform this song. He would customize it first and contact Chen Qingyuan after the finals to see which singer it would be.
【Successfully customized 'Jing Zhong Bao Guo' for the host. It has been automatically placed in the system warehouse. Thirty million yuan has been donated to the charity fund for the host.】
There were many patriotic songs, but this song was more suitable for live performance.
After all, the lyrics and arrangement of this song were very grand and magnificent, capable of stirring up the audience's national pride.
Now, everything was ready.
All that remained was to await the city competition!
Just as Su Yu closed his eyes to sleep.
The system's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
【Ding, congratulations to the host for accumulating one billion in prestige. System is upgrading...】
【Ding, system upgrade successful. All songs in the prize pool have been unlocked. The host can customize them in the system store. Customization fee is five million yuan per song, movie gift package customization fee is ten million yuan, master-level skill customization fee is thirty million yuan.】
【Ding, system upgrade rewards the host with a voice color skill gift package. The host can freely change their voice color.】
The continuous sounds left Su Yu completely stunned.
The system had actually upgraded?
A voice color gift package?
This was great!
He was about to participate in "The Masked Singer," and with the ability to change his voice color at will, he could use a different voice for each song, which would likely confuse the others.
He wondered if this voice color package included female voices.
With this thought, Su Yu cleared his throat.
"Waves silently drown the deep night,
Enveloping the corners at the end of the sky..."
A female voice, even more ethereal than Jiang Xiao'e's, echoed in the room.
"The vast wilderness is my love..."
Another bold female voice sounded.
Su Yu smiled.
With this ability to freely change his voice color, coupled with his singing skills.
Who could guess it was him in "The Masked Singer"?
However, his smile gradually froze.
He suddenly thought of something.
That was, if the system had upgraded a moment earlier, he wouldn't have to spend thirty million yuan, and could have customized songs for only five million?
"Damn it!"
This exclamation was delivered in a remarkably deep voice!