When Reader and Author Transmigrate Inside the Book at the Same Time

On April 16th, early in the morning, the “GuJinMianShu” CP fandom was flooded with all kinds of festive pictures.

 

“Wishing you a hundred years of happiness,” “Happy newlyweds,” and an “Early Birth of Noble Son” who was caught and mocked, there were various animations with firecrackers and fireworks interspersed in between. At a quick glance, it looked like they had stumbled into a sea of red.

 

The joyful posts in the fandom, the excitement of CP fans, attracted fans from other fandoms and curious onlookers to join in and check out the excitement through trending topics.

 

Since the wedding was not covered by the media and was not publicly disclosed, those curious about the wedding details turned to the CP fandom for the best updates. This was because there were insiders among the CP fans who attended the wedding, such as the prolific writer Liu Mengmeng, who often wrote stories in this fandom, and other CP fans who were invited to the wedding.

 

In reality, the wedding did not have a large number of guests. Close relatives, well-connected families, crucial business partners, friends in the entertainment industry, and a table of lucky CP fans squeezed in by Gu Jinmian.

 

He had randomly selected eight CP fans from the fandom through Weibo for an opportunity to attend the wedding.

 

These eight lucky ones were so excited that they didn’t sleep much the whole night. Early in the morning, they shared their excitement with their fellow fans in the fandom.

 

[Whether it’s because it’s the first time in my life staying at such a luxurious island hotel, I couldn’t sleep all night, just listening to the sound of the waves.]

 

[Don’t say that, envy to tears.]

 

[Sisters, lying in bed is too wasteful. I should go down and run a lap, leaving shouts on the island.]

 

[I’m going to cry. Can’t believe they even prepared formal dresses. Poor girl from the slums asking how much such a dress would cost? [Image]]

 

[I say, even if it’s a low-end BM, it’s in the hundreds of thousands. Even for ordinary ready-to-wear, it’s still in the tens of thousands. Do we have any idea about the price?]

 

[This dress is unlikely to be ready-to-wear; it should be a high-end custom design!]

 

[Sisters, it’s time for the highlight of life.]

 

[Sniff, sniff, sniff, I understand. I’ll wear it again when I get married.]

 

[Among the eight CP fans, I’m the only male fan. They’re all trying on dresses and doing their hair. Let me check the scene first. It turns out it’s not the red and white rose theme I imagined. Look [Image]]

 

[Hahaha, Teddy sunflowers are also very thematic!]

 

[Maybe you still remember this teddy boy with flowers on his head [Image].]

 

[Young Master: Is this polite?]

 

On the spring island, the sky was a clear and translucent azure, like a piece of delicate blue crystal ready to shatter. White clouds were fluffy and soft, resembling blossoming cotton candy. The warm golden sunlight sprinkled through the swaying tree shadows.

 

The ground was covered with fresh flowers, creating a floral sea with white roses, pink heathers, white periwinkles, and green velvet. The most eye-catching main flowers were the fluffy warm yellow Teddy sunflowers, embedded like little suns in the floral sea.

 

The venue had only twelve tables, and the CP fans had their own dedicated table. Next to them were industry insiders and others in the circle.

 

The stars were neither short of money nor clothes, but the invitations stated a dress code that favored lighter colors. Worried about fans spending too much, yet wanting them to look beautiful at the wedding, Shi Yi took charge of providing the fans with outfits and a makeup artist.

 

Amidst the glamorous stars and elites, they didn’t feel constrained. The atmosphere was both exciting and heartwarming.

 

Each person attending the wedding felt a similar relaxed and comfortable atmosphere.

 

The wedding skipped elaborate ceremonies, as if it were just friends and family gathering for a casual meeting. Witnessing the informal proceedings, people started toasting to celebrate.

 

Director Lin patted on Yin Moshu’s shoulder and said, “This is a double harvest of career and love!”

 

Yin Moshu smiled and raised a glass to Director Lin.

 

Proudly, Gu Jinmian said, “How about that? We won’t be exposed to flop films anymore. I told you every movie we make will be a hit.”

 

“Absolutely!” Director Lin agreed. “I’m also basking in the joy, wishing our new film continues to soar.”

 

Liu Mengmeng was even more enthusiastic. “It’s the first time I’ve shipped a real-life couple, and it came true! Am I amazing? Can I be called discerning?”

 

Excitedly, she grabbed someone’s arm. “Gu Jinmian, consider entering the entertainment industry. I can write scripts for you guys!”

 

He had no intention of joining the entertainment industry. Making money through films was too demanding, with too many people to answer to. Wasn’t it better to run a company, invest, and make money?

 

Next was the table for fans. They were both familiar and unfamiliar to the couple. Despite their excitement, the fans displayed the basic qualities of fans—respectful and composed, unlike Liu Mengmeng, who was more hands-on.

 

Gu Jinmian suggested, “Let’s take a group photo.”

 

“Okay!”

 

They took a group photo with their backs silhouetted against the blue sea and sky.

 

Later, this photo was prominently featured in the top post on their CP fan page’s Weibo. It served as a testament to all the new CP fans that their CP was genuine, that they had gotten married with the witness of these fans, and that they genuinely cherished their CP fans.

 

Ji Nan watched as Gu Jinmian and Yin Moshu walked through the blessings and laughter. He felt a sense of trance and suffocation.

 

The sunlight today was exceptionally charming, and the smiles on people’s faces were illuminated by the radiant sunshine, vibrant and bright.

 

Ji Nan couldn’t help but feel a sense of disbelief and oppression at how Gu Jinmian could smile like this now.

 

In his memories, Gu Jinmian always had a blank expression on his face.

 

He was cute and obedient, quiet and reserved.

 

Every time Ji Nan turned around, Gu Jinmian would lift his head and quietly watch him.

 

At that time, he didn’t know how to smile. Even so, Ji Nan bitterly realized that he missed the Gu Jinmian from back then, the Gu Jinmian who couldn’t smile, the Gu Jinmian who would clumsily get angry, and the Gu Jinmian who stubbornly wanted to marry him.

 

He simply liked him, the Gu Jinmian who would never leave.

 

Now, seeing him following someone else, Ji Nan felt a surge of difficulty in letting go.

 

Gu Jinmian and Yin Moshu reached Ji Nan’s side. When Ji Nan saw Yin Moshu’s smile and remembered the way he looked when he came to deliver the invitation that day, he suddenly felt a surge of pent-up frustration.

 

Gu Jinmian looked at him, as if unsure of what to say. After thinking for a moment, he realized there might be something useful to say.

 

“Perhaps you didn’t know, but I’ve known Yin Moshu for a longer time,” Gu Jinmian said.

 

Ji Nan: “?”

 

“We’ve known each other for a long time. Later on, I always followed him, and maybe I mistook him for you since your backs looked similar.”

 

Without waiting for Ji Nan to refute, Gu Jinmian continued, “Think about it. Maybe I like looking at backs more than faces. The photos I take are mostly pictures of people’s backs.”

 

After saying this, Gu Jinmian indeed saw a radiant smile on Yin Moshu’s face, almost as bright as the sun.

 

He scratched his palm, and smiled with him too.

 

“Home, hurry. The ceremony is about to begin!”

 

As they left, Ji Nan was left alone in the wind, feeling a sense of desolation.

 

Even the precious memories seemed to be shattered.

 

From school to work, the most annoying thing for Gu Jinmian was listening to leaders’ speeches. So, he once gently suggested that there shouldn’t be any speeches at the wedding. They could just exchange rings, creating a relaxed atmosphere for both family and guests.

 

However, Gu Shen was the first to oppose.

 

He went on a tangent, pulling out a long-winded argument, insisting that as a father, how could he not say a few words when his son was finally getting married?

 

Bai Qirui also disagreed.

 

Why did he want to invite the Yin family to come, it was for the moment of his speech. Even if it was just for a minute, it was proof of status.

 

His three older brothers also wanted to speak. The second brother was accustomed to speaking on important occasions, and the third brother felt that if everyone else spoke, he should too.

 

Gu Shen spoke first. He talked about how since the time Gu Jinmian was born, he had been taking care of him, and that Shi Yi expressed that she wanted a daughter like this boy. He was truly raised with a hands-on approach, often teased for being foolish. He even went to temples, and despite being called silly, he could also be very clever. If it weren’t for love, he could have been quite intelligent.

 

As Gu Shen spoke, his eyes turned red. Gu Jinmian felt a bit uncomfortable listening.

 

At this moment, his father seemed to overlap with Gu Yunpeng. If it were Gu Yunpeng, he would probably cry at this point.

 

After Gu Shen, it was Bai Qirui’s turn. Bai Qirui spoke succinctly. He couldn’t talk too much, just wishing them blessings and hope. It lasted just a minute, truly seeming like a formality. Gu Jinmian thought it would have been more fitting if he directly said he was the father of the groom Yin Moshu.

 

However, Bai Qirui’s excitement and sincerity were visible to everyone.

 

After the fathers spoke, the mothers had their turn.

 

The mothers seemed calmer than the fathers. One was gentle, and the other was humorous. Both spoke a few words and finished.

 

It wasn’t like they were marrying off their daughter. After marriage, they would still be living in adjacent neighborhoods. They didn’t understand why someone was tearing up.

 

Next were the three older brothers.

 

Regardless of whether they usually enjoyed scaring or teasing Gu Jinmian, at this moment, their emotions couldn’t be hidden. It was evident how much they cared for him.

 

Gu Jinmian, under their gaze, didn’t wriggle and lower his head. He was moved but not very responsive.

 

Finally, his gaze fell on Yin Moshu’s hand and he quietly pulled it.

 

He gave it all to him.

 

When everyone who had to speak finished, they could finally exchange rings.

 

The rings were designed according to Gu Jinmian’s simple yet unique request – one ring had a lock, and the other had a key.

 

This requirement was not difficult for designers. Instead of adding a lock and key to the ring, designers directly design the ring into a simple and unique shape of the lock and key.

 

Yin Moshu’s was a single-line key, and Gu Jinmian’s was a double-line lock.

 

Gu Jinmian loved airplanes, the sky, soaring to heights, and freely wandering. Yet, he was willing to wear this lock, a lock that only Yin Moshu could open.

 

Amidst the applause and blessings from the guests, they shared a kiss.

 

The sky was clear, the spring breeze gentle. Gu Jinmian touched the ring on his finger. In his clear and beautiful eyes were the blue sky, sunshine, and everything pure and passionate. Looking at Yin Moshu, he said amidst the applause, “Big Brother, now I won’t get lost again.”

 

Yin Moshu was momentarily stunned, tightly gripping Gu Jinmian’s hand. He lowered his head and kissed his ring finger and the ring itself, leaving a delicate and sharp bite before pulling away.

 

They heard the applause, which seemed even more enthusiastic.

 

The host held the microphone and asked, “Do the grooms have anything else they’d like to say?”

 

There wasn’t much they wanted to say. One preferred to keep their love deeply hidden, while the other had whispered sweet words countless times in private.

 

“Any plans for after the wedding or thoughts about your life together?”

 

Gu Jinmian took the microphone and said, “Well, personally, I’d like to adopt a boy from an orphanage in the future when our careers are stable. I want to give him a happy and fulfilling life.”

 

Someone fought for him, wrote a book to help him make up for his regrets, and gave him the world when he loved him.

 

Perhaps it was all because, in the beginning, he had inadvertently given him a ray of light and warmth.

 

He had been keeping him warm, continuously healing his regrets and wounds in the years to come.

 

He wanted to love him forever, making the passing time even more fulfilling.