The Mountain and the Moon Know Me

When Song Muan turned twenty-nine, he decided to put the last KPI in his life on the agenda. Like a cross-border merger, she spent three months screening the gene pool for the best solution. On the terrace of the private club, she unfolded the detailed list to her best friends: "The heritability of height is 92%, the IQ percentile is 99%, and there is zero record of family history - if you have to choose, sample No. 17 Is the closest to perfect." Behind the glass door, the scent of agarwood seems to be absent. Shang Yanzhi put down his whiskey glass, and the string of agarwood beads on his wrist slid across his wrist bones. He stood there and listened for a long time, until the ice ball in the cup completely melted, and then he turned and walked into the moonlight on the terrace. "Miss Song's list is missing one item." When Song Muan turned around, the hem of her silk skirt drew a sharp arc. She recognized this man - a real chess player in the business world. They had played against each other seven times in the past five years, she had won four times and he had won three times. The last time, he told her as he signed the contract, "Next time, I'm going to win." Now he stood in front of her, handing over not a contract, but a private agreement. The terms are impeccably rigorous, except for the last line in handwriting: "I voluntarily provide genetic support, with the option of lifelong emotional binding (optional)." Song Muan signed. Based on her professional evaluation, this was indeed a better solution than the gene pool - Shang Yanzhi's bloodline, IQ, and resources all exceeded the standards. It's just that she doesn't understand why the extra sentence is handwritten at the end of the agreement. Until that night when she was seven weeks pregnant, the pregnancy reaction engulfed her like a tide. She curled up on the sofa, her silk nightgown soaked with cold sweat. At two o'clock in the morning, the combination lock rang softly. Shang Yanzhi walked in with the smell of night dew, without even having time to take off his coat. He knelt on one knee in front of her and gently stroked her trembling back with his warm palms. "Bite me if it hurts." His voice was hoarse, "Don't hold it in." The moonlight flowed through the string of agarwood beads on his wrist, each one as warm as tears. Song Mu'an finally saw clearly that there was a tiny silver medal hanging in the center of the string of beads, with two poems engraved on it: "There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don't know it." Later, she accidentally broke into his study, which he never showed anyone. The entire wall of specimen cabinets is displayed silently under the light—— The pen she lost three years ago, the page turner she used during her speech, the champagne glass she drank from on the night of her twenty-fifth birthday. Each piece is sealed in a crystal box, tied with an agarwood stick, and the date and location are neatly recorded in small regular script. And all the "Gene Bank Optimization Reports" she had painstakingly collected were currently lying quietly in his desk drawer. The lower right corner of the title page of each copy has the same paint seal printed on it—— The character "Shang" in seal script is surrounded by a line of poetry: "I see the mountain and the moon but don't know me. It turns out that the mountain and the moon are my heart." At the bottom lies a yellowed Polaroid. The twenty-two-year-old girl fell asleep lying on the library table. The sunlight filtered through the blinds and shattered into rainbows on her eyelashes. On the back of the photo is a date five years ago, and a line of long-dried writing: "Specimen No. 001: I saw how charming Qingshan was, and I expected Qingshan to be so when he saw me." Later At the child's 100-day banquet, while drinking and drinking, someone raised a glass and chuckled: "Mr. Song really implements efficiency to the end. Even giving birth is like completing a business merger." Shang Yanzhi cut off all cooperation with the other family in public and slowly pushed the wedding ring back to the root of Song Muan's ring finger. In the silence of the whole place, he raised the hands that the two of them intertwined: "Sorry, it took me five years to beg her to 'use' me." Diamonds and agarwood beads complement each other under the light: "Two things to announce: 1. All Shang's resources will always be given priority to serve my wife." "Two——" He looked at the sleeping baby in her arms, and his voice was as gentle as the moon: "My name is 'Yanzhi', which means 'what Mu An doesn't know'." "Her name is 'Mu An', which is the mountains and the bright moon that my heart longs for." "And our child's name is Shang Jianshan——" He leaned down and pressed a kiss on the baby's forehead: "Seeing his mother as towering as a mountain, seeing me loving her as bright as the moon." Outside the window, the mountain and the moon are full. Song Muan looked down at the wedding ring on her ring finger, and suddenly remembered the handwritten clause in the agreement that she once regarded as redundant. Turns out that wasn't an option. That was the only answer he had prepared for five years and finally handed to her. The female protagonist who is the queen of sobriety in the world × the male protagonist who makes secret love come true step by step Intention: There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don't know it.