Let’s Play Ball

Flashes flickered in the corners of their eyes all around them. Though Qiao Feng didn't want to let go, he couldn't just keep kissing her right now. So he moved back, gently breaking the kiss and yet facing her with a firm gaze.

Looking at his expression, Qiu Yue knew what he wanted to know.

She couldn't help but sigh. How was she supposed to explain that he was her Huo Zi Feng? Her Feng?

She bit her lip not knowing what she could say to him, how to tell him when he finally relented.

Taking a look around, he knew that any damage control he could've done to hide yesterday night was now completely useless. He placed his arm around her waist making Qiu Yue glance at him in surprise. By the look on his face, even though he said nothing, Qiu Yue knew he wanted answers once they were alone and she gave him an imperceptible nod as he guided her inside.

Fan Yin came up to them with a teasing smile but that faded when he saw the look on Qiao Feng's face and the nervous Qiu Yue.

Qiao Feng simply waved at Fan Yin and took Qiu Yue's hand, pulling her into an empty room.

A few moments went by in dry silence as Qiao Feng waited for to speak and she didn't say a thing.

"Qiu Yue-"

"I like you. A lot. But I can't just-"

He couldn't even finish the sentence, sighing, he wasn't even sure how to put it in words.

"Do you trust me?"

Qiu Yue said suddenly looking at him with a nervous expression.

"Well, I do."

"...what if, I said the person I missed... was you?"

Qiao Feng's heart skipped a beat but his expression remained stoic.

"I'd say that was impossible. I distinctly remember you telling me he was dead. That the ring you wear around your neck was for him."

"Feng... that's-"

She shook her head. That was true but that was so not the whole truth.

He softly continued.

"And yet for some reason, I believe you. I don't understand myself why it feels like that should be true even though it makes absolutely no sense."

Hearing his words, the way his softened as he looked at her, how he could believe such a crazy sentence that went against logic Qiu Yue smiled softly. He really did spoil her so much.

'I should tell him the truth.'

'Maybe, just maybe he'll believe me. I can even prove it using the system's storage space.'

"It's true, it's all true because-"

"Because she knew you when you both were kids!"

"Because I've known you in another life."

The door burst open as Yao Yan's voice came from behind in loud huffs.

It was funny because both Qiu Yue and Qiao Feng had the exact same look of incredulity.

Wtf?

Qiao Feng opened his mouth to say something big then decided against it just alternating between Qiu Yue and Yao Yan. Yao Yan immediately hit Qiu Yue on the shoulder glaring at her while Qiu Yue coughed sheepishly.

"You couldn't wait a few seconds?"

Yao Yan hissed at Qiu Yue. Seriously what was she thinking? Telling him the truth? Who'd believe that?!

"YanYan... let me talk to him. Can you please handle the press outside? But don't deny our relationship."

Both of them were surprised when they heard the last part.

"You don't want me to deny it?"

"You don't want her to deny it?"

Both of them said at once, comically in sync.

"Why would I want her to deny it? It's true."

The way she spoke, in such a matter of fact voice, as though it was only obvious, they couldn't even react in time.

Qiu Yue quickly shooed Yao Yan away, if right now Yao Yan had said the truth, and most likely she had, then she had more information than anyone else right now. Letting her handle the problem was for the best.

"Are you going to tell me?"

"...I'm not sure how to start..."

Though she'd decided to tell him the truth... she had no idea how to do that.

Qiu Yue leaned against the wooden table, fidgeting with her hands.

Qiao Feng sighed. For some reason, he could understand her so well, like he'd known her forever. Placing his hands on either side of her, he held the edges of the table trapping her in front of him.

"How do you know for sure that the person you missed, is me?"

Considering he's supposed to be dead. But he left out that last part.

"Your watch. I know that watch, Hell I had it made for you!"

Qiao Feng glanced at the watch on his hand and for some weird reason, he actually didn't remember where he'd got the watch. He'd just had for as long as he knew, and for some reason he had this attachment to it, never taking it off.

But still.

He ran his tongue over his lower lip, his voice lower and gentler, as he bent his head as though the words he was going to say were only for her.

"Ah Yue... I want to believe you-"

Qiu Yue looked down as her head pressed against his chest, she reached up to grasp his jacket in her hands, holding onto him tightly. Why did she keep crying all the time? This overload of emotions was killing her and yet she could stop crying.

"I was so sad, so lost after I thought I lost you forever, that I didn't even see you. You were right here all along and I was so blind! ...so blind..."

Qiao Feng's chest tightened as he looked at her crying again. His arms pulled her closer, resting her ear against his chest, his head laying on her shoulder.

"What you're saying sounds crazy."

Qiu Yue's fingers froze as her heartbeat rose up in fear.

"But I'm probably crazier but it sounds so true to me."

Qiu Yue couldn't even help it, she was so shocked she immediately pulled away looking into his eyes, trying to understand what he meant.

"It's completely crazy and it defies everything I've ever known and yet, god, it's the only that has ever completely made sense to me. It's like one those things that seem so crazy and so right at the same time."

He truly believed her, he looked confused, of course, but more than that he did believe her and he was ready to listen to her.

What had she done to be blessed with such a man?

"Like falling for you!"

Even as tears fell from the corners of her eyes, laughter bubbles up from within her. He was right, he was completely crazy believing in her like this, but what could be done? She was the same.

She reached up slowly, closing her eyes, giving into the darkness as her lips pressed softly into his and his hold on her tightened. It wasn't a passionate kiss, it was breathless. She couldn't feel anything other than him and right now she only existed with him, in his arms and time had stopped.

She continued to rest in his embrace for some time and then finally pulled away.

"I'll show you proof of what I said!"

From nowhere she pulled out juggling balls from her system provided space storage, juggling them for a few moments before starting to one by one throw them at Qiao Feng.

( ・O・)ノ⌒●

How could this overachiever of a boyfriend let the ball fall down? Even as his heart was recovering from the shock of seeing her pull the balls out of nowhere in the first place, he caught them one by one, juggling them along with her.

Seeing him so seriously concentrate on making sure nothing fell Qiu Yue smiled. She'd been hoping to soften the blow, however much one could manage in such a situation anyway. As long as his mind was busy concentrating, maybe he'd react... lesser?

This was the scene that greeted Yao Yan when she came back and she just wanted to throw them both in front of the media. Look at them!

They'd created such a big mess, but far from being repentant they were playing around?! Really made her so mad!

She immediately picked up Qiu Yue from the scruff of her neck, kicking her out of the room.

"Go talk to the media yourself!!!"

She said to Qiu Yue before slamming the door close. Anyways she'd done most of the work, the story she'd spun was that Qiu Yue had known Qiao Feng before this, long before this. They'd been best friends when they were just kids, but then things had changed. This was all true to be fair, the reason Qiao Feng had left was that he'd been a very bad car crash.

The real Xiang Qiu Yue had been looking for her only friend, but this friend had a beautiful mother and used to love singing and dancing. Qiao Feng's mother had passed away in the accident and therefore since he'd stopped singing and everything.

Actually looking back at it now, maybe Xiang Qiu Yue had been on the verge of finding out this fact, maybe this was why in the original story, she'd been so guarded against Liang ZiQin. Even if she didn't love Qiao Feng, that girl who craved affection, was never really seen by her parents, didn't want to lose her only friend.

Right now Qiu Yue had two things she needed to do.

First, as she walked onto the stage of the press conference room where all the media representatives had been invited to, was...

"Three days later, Dream Production Company will be hosting it's first ever music press conference. All questions will be answered then. Further details will be posted on the company website and the associated social media accounts, as well as my social media accounts."

"But as such all my fans are requested to purchase tickets for the same while each recognized and concerned media house will be sent invites for the same."

Qiu Yue bowed at the waiting media and thanked them with a smile. Murmurs broke out in the media as they tried to understand what this music media conference meant. Though people tried to ask questions about this, they were requested to go and could only watch as Qiu Yue slipped off the stage visibly happy.

Honestly, it wasn't an existing term. It was just Qiu Yue being willful and making it up, but she wanted to talk straight to her fans.

Elsewhere, back in the room, Qiu Yue had been kicked out of, Yao Yan stood facing the door. As they both ascertained that Qiu Yue had indeed left, the temperature in the room dropped immediately.

Yao Yan slowly turned to look at Qiao Feng who seemed relaxed with a freezing gaze, a mocking smile played on her lips.

He'd believed all that Qiu Yue had said just like that? Because of love?

"How much do you remember?"

Qiao Feng's eyes narrowed as his muscles tensed for a moment. But then he relaxed again, walking towards Yao Yan languidly.

"Not much."

He passed by her, heading straight for the door. Without Qiu Yue there, there wasn't any need to pretend with Yao Yan.

"I remember this one thing though... Qiu Yue and you were walking to class together, laughing and talking."

Yao Yan's heart shook as he spoke, his voice low and soft, almost threatening. Her fingernails dug into her skin, just like she'd thought, this guy wasn't normal. Even though she'd suspected his identity she hadn't expected him to remember things so fast.

Even for someone like her, this guy was almost like a monster. He'd hidden his strength so deep in the dark that it was hard to even think of him as dangerous.

But he was. So very dangerous.