Perhaps it was because she had spent so much time with Mu Zi, Ouyang Liuse had unknowingly developed a habit: she often thought of idioms based on her current environment.
"Life is like a play."
That was the phrase that came to her mind at the moment.
It was 8:30 in the morning, the sun shining brightly, and the luxurious aircraft carrier had begun another busy day filled with throngs of people.
Each person passing by played a part in this drama, whether silent, flamboyant, kind, or evil, all silently playing their roles. No one knew the ending of the play they were part of, nor what fate awaited the leads and the supporting characters.
Ouyang Liuse felt her role was contradictory. She was both a spectator and a participant.
She was watching a play without an end, a play destined to be fraught with danger and twists. In this play, whether it was He Li, Below Zero, or Bennie, none knew how the play would end.
Was this tragic or comforting?
What amazed Ouyang Liuse even more was that she was a character in this play, potentially one that could influence the fate of the leads. All this was because of the mysterious lover beside her. This boy, no, man, who was a few months younger than her, had a kind of magical aura that made her believe if anyone could ultimately control the ending of this play, it would be him.
At the moment, the two stood by the railing beside the lake opposite the aircraft carrier, seemingly leisurely enjoying the view.
Mu Zi, dressed casually and wearing green square sunglasses, looked up at the sky, seemingly watching the ever-changing clouds.
But Ouyang Liuse knew he wasn't really looking at the clouds. He was watching the rooftop of the aircraft carrier. Those cool-looking sunglasses weren't just for show; they were advanced high-tech products. The dual-layered lenses included a transparent layer as thin as paper that was actually a high-powered telescope. With focus adjustment buttons on the frame, these glasses removed the need to suspiciously hold up a telescope in broad daylight.
Right now, Mu Zi's eyes, through the lenses, meticulously observed every corner of the rooftop. There, Below Zero had prepared a mysterious, potentially lethal gift for He Li.
Except for Below Zero himself, no one knew what this gift was.
Mu Zi didn't know either, so he kept watching and guessing.
Engrossed in his work, Mu Zi reached a state of total absorption.
Ouyang Liuse, somewhat absentmindedly, watched Mu Zi's profile and suddenly thought of a novel character dressed in white like snow — Ximen Chuixue.
At this moment, Mu Zi, with his high-tech sunglasses, was like Ximen Chuixue with his sword. Ouyang Liuse realized these two men had similar traits. They were not ordinary men; their lives were destined to be extraordinary. Mysterious, intelligent, silent, always with an invisible aura of danger... These men weren't good at sweet talk, but they gave a sense of security and dependency. They made their women believe their shoulders were the strongest and tallest mountains in the world...
Recalling Ximen Chuixue, Ouyang Liuse naturally thought of Su Xiuqing, to whom Ximen said, "Every sword has its sheath, and when I first saw you, I knew you were the only sheath for my sword in this lifetime..." Looking back on her relationship with Mu Zi, from their chance meeting to their journey together, it wasn't long, but love sometimes doesn't correlate with time.
She had dreamed of many romantic scenarios and imagined her future lover countless times. But when she first encountered Mu Zi, and then when he fought for her and they passionately kissed in the pouring rain, everything happened so suddenly yet smoothly, like a perfect romance movie. When Mu Zi secretly said goodbye in Binbei City and she saw his lonely figure through the window, she let go of all her reservations and decided to follow him. Ouyang Liuse believed she was the most suitable sheath for Mu Zi's sword in his lifetime...
Snapping out of her reverie, Ouyang Liuse checked her watch. It was now 8:40 in the morning, twenty minutes had passed in silence. Ouyang Liuse turned to look and saw that Mu Zi had already put down his binoculars and was casually drinking soy milk while silently watching her.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ouyang Liuse touched her face curiously and asked, "Did you suddenly find me more interesting to look at than the rooftop?"
"If I could keep looking at a rooftop for twenty minutes, I'd probably end up with a neck problem," Mu Zi replied with a wry smile. "I was wondering what you were so deeply thinking about."
"Oh?" Ouyang Liuse hummed with interest, narrowing her eyes, "Then tell me, what was I thinking?"
"You were thinking about me," Mu Zi answered with a grin.
"Wrong," Ouyang Liuse shook her head, replying seriously, "Don't flatter yourself."
"Don't try to lie to me. Few things can be hidden from me," Mu Zi responded seriously. "Especially from someone as transparent as you, beautiful lady."
Sometimes, Mu Zi had a sense of humor. His sudden wit often felt like a gentle breeze in spring, bringing comfort and warmth to Ouyang Liuse.
"Oh?" Clearing her cluttered thoughts, Ouyang Liuse asked her most pressing question, "Then, can Below Zero hide things from you? You've been observing for a long time. Have you completely deciphered his plan?"
"Guess," Mu Zi said slyly.
Ouyang Liuse shook her head, "I'm not interested in his plan. I want to know if it will succeed. Based on your estimation, will he expose himself right away and bring trouble upon himself?"
"I've already texted him a warning, telling him not to act on the rooftop. If something unexpected happens, he wouldn't even have time to run."
"But he hasn't left. He's still hiding on the rooftop," Ouyang Liuse said with a serious tone.
"Yes. I don't know if he hasn't seen my message or if he just doesn't want to listen..." Mu Zi's usually calm face showed a hint of helplessness.