Dating the Heartthrob Superstar Chapter 80: The Secret Battle Concludes

Chapter 80: Wrapping Up the Silent War

Publishing the book was just a plan for now. There were so many details involved that accomplishing everything imdiately was impossible.

But with a plan, there ca direction.

Lin Qin couldn’t help but feel joyous at the thought of collaborating with ng Chao to publish the book. Holding his notebook, he looked at it from one side to the other, imagining what kind of comnts ng Chao might leave.

ng Chao, noticing his excitent, couldn’t resist ruffling Lin Qin’s hair as he said, "No rush, let’s finish filming Silent War first."

Lin Qin, of course, understood priorities. "I know."

ng Chao reached out and gently took the notebook from Lin Qin’s hands. "Give it to first. I’ll find so ti in the next few days to look through it and think of how to leave comnts."

...

Night descended, and Lin Qin slept soundly in ng Chao’s embrace. ng Chao kissed Lin Qin lightly on the forehead before quietly getting up and making his way to the living room with his laptop.

In the dark, the faint glow from the laptop screen illuminated ng Chao’s handso features. Sitting on the sofa, his long fingers tapped away at the keyboard.

The character notes were handwritten, and to publish them, they had to be digitized. While this task could’ve easily been delegated to soone else or handled through scanning, ng Chao insisted on personally typing out every word from Lin Qin’s character biographies.

As he typed, ng Chao added his own thoughts in the form of annotations.

Over the month-long reshoot period for Silent War, ng Chao utilized every spare mont, especially at night, to finally finish digitizing and annotating the character biographies for Twin Hearts.

Lin Qin and ng Chao then adopted the director’s suggestion to integrate the character biographies for Silent War as well.

The day after secretly finishing Twin Hearts’ biographies, ng Chao sought out Lin Qin’s character notes for Silent War.

"Qinqin, give Silent War’s character biographies," ng Chao said, his gaze falling on the desk nearby. Two notebooks lay there, and ng Chao recalled that one was Lin Qin’s diary, and the other contained the protagonist’s biography for Silent War.

Lin Qin’s notebooks seed to be bought in bulk as they all looked nearly identical.

Without hesitation, Lin Qin agreed. He walked to the desk, randomly grabbed one notebook, and handed it over to ng Chao.

ng Chao accepted the notebook without a second thought.

That night, after Lin Qin fell asleep, ng Chao woke up again and returned to the living room to digitize the biographies.

Opening what was supposed to be Silent War’s character biographies, ng Chao’s expression softened as the content beca clear. His long fingers gently ran along the notebook’s cover, and he couldn’t help but smile.

This little fool had mistakenly handed him his diary instead of the character notes.

ng Chao knew he should return the notebook imdiately, but it seed to hold a magic that compelled him to keep flipping through its pages.

The more he read, the brighter the smile on his face. The tenderness in his eyes grew so deep it seed as if it could spill over. His heart felt like a playful kitten’s paw was tickling it, growing fuller and fuller until he was overwheld with happiness.

——Today at the red carpet, I saw ng Chao. He walked toward from afar, and I really wanted to go up to him and say sothing. To tell him, "Hello, I’m Lin Qin."

——An incredibly shy day. I can’t believe I got to film a romantic reality show with ng Chao!!!

This ti, I must bravely stand in front of ng Chao and say, "I’m Lin Qin."

——eting you, approaching you—it’s the bravest and luckiest thing I’ve done in this life.

Goodnight, ng Chao.

——Brother Chao, I’ll keep working hard.

——Yes, I like you too. I want to be with you.

——Brother Chao, I’m so happy, so happy!

——Brother Chao, I know you’ll always be here, so I won’t be afraid anymore. Brother Chao, am I brave now?

...

The thick diary was filled with Lin Qin’s emotions, the trivialities of his life, and an overwhelming amount of ng Chao.

His fingers traced over the words, each character seeming to radiate heat, burning through his fingertips and deep into his heart.

ng Chao sat in the living room for a long ti before finally returning to the bedroom.

Lin Qin was fast asleep, curled up into a little bundle on the bed. ng Chao walked closer, lifted the blanket, and naturally lay down, gathering Lin Qin into his arms.

Sensing the familiar warmth, Lin Qin burrowed deeper into ng Chao’s embrace. Groggy, he half-opened his eyes and murmured, "Brother Chao?"

Having just co in from the cold, his clothes still carried a chill. Lin Qin wrapped his arms around ng Chao and gently rubbed against him, trying to warm him up with his own body heat.

ng Chao was indeed ward by Lin Qin’s touches—in every sense of the word. But looking at Lin Qin’s sleepy, barely-open eyes, he suppressed his surging emotions, kissed Lin Qin softly on the forehead, and whispered, "Go to sleep. Let hold you while you rest."

Lin Qin humd in agreent before drifting back into his dreams.

ng Chao tightly embraced Lin Qin, his body filled with intense emotions that had drowned him the mont he opened the diary. Only by holding Lin Qin could these feelings find a small outlet for release.

He realized that he loved Lin Qin deeply, madly.

The next morning, sunlight poured in, the skies were clear, and the weather was exceptionally fine.

The Silent War crew finally wrapped shooting that day. It was already late December, with the Lunar New Year just a few weeks away.

Due to ti constraints, the director didn’t arrange a wrap party, planning to celebrate it together with the post-production completion party instead.

Thus, by noon, ng Chao and Lin Qin boarded a plane back to the capital.

Lin Qin suddenly realized he’d forgotten to write in his diary the day before. He glanced around and saw ng Chao engrossed in typing on his laptop, likely too busy to notice him for the mont. He quickly grabbed his diary and opened it to jot down his emotions from the previous day.

The first page of Lin Qin’s diary had a line written on it:

——To all the bitter and sweet days, I will pierce through layers of clouds and welco my own rays of sunshine.

The line was adapted from ng Chao’s speech at an awards ceremony years ago—the very words that had pulled Lin Qin out of despair.

Now, Lin Qin noticed an additional line below his original words:

——Have you found your sunshine now? If not, I’m willing to be your exclusive sunshine, illuminating your world.

The handwriting was bold and familiar to Lin Qin.

He stared at that line for a long ti, his cheeks growing pink as he blushed.

Turning his head to face ng Chao, Lin Qin pouted and complained, "You peeked at my diary."

ng Chao looked up from his computer and replied innocently, "You handed it to yourself."

Lin Qin suddenly rembered he likely mixed up the notebooks. "But you still shouldn’t have peeked!"

ng Chao unexpectedly asked, "Do you agree?"

Lin Qin: "Huh?"

ng Chao: "Do you agree to let be your sunshine, illuminating your world?"

Lin Qin was stunned for a mont before his gaze t ng Chao’s, his eyes shining like stars. "I agree."

Actually, you’ve already been my sunshine all along.