The Sweet, Soft-Spoken Deaf Boy Refuses to Rekindle an Old Flame

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Five years ago, on the day Jiang Ye got married, Shen Yichi drank his sorrows away all night.

He never expected their reunion to take place at the divorce registry.

The man who had once been so intimate with Jiang Ye shoved him roughly, undisguised disgust in his eyes.

The once-proud, free-spirited genius singer in Shen Yichi's memory now had trembling, rigid shoulders and stared at him with vacant bewilderment.

"Sorry, could you... could you say that again?"

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Everyone at the law firm knew that Attorney Shen had a precious darling at home whom he doted on.

The stiff, boring workaholic now slipped out as soon as the workday ended, changed his social media cover photo, and spent every day grinning foolishly at his photo album.

One day, Jiang Ye's scumbag ex-husband knocked on his door.

"You think blocking my number will get my attention?"

Jiang Ye's face was pale and weak as he crouched down, shrinking in on himself and fumbling around.

"My cochlear implant fell out... I can't hear clearly..."

Suddenly, a large hand with long, distinct knuckles steadied Jiang Ye by the waist.

"Darling," Shen Yichi said gently and evenly, dressed in his pajamas as he leaned close to Jiang Ye's ear.

But his gaze was openly provocative.

"He says, 'Woof.'"

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Recently, a gentle song has taken the internet by storm.

Some people even dug up the fact that its singer was the genius who became famous at a young age, then disappeared for five years: Mr. Ye.

Jiang Ye touched his cochlear implant and smiled softly at the camera.

"Thanks for waiting. I'm back."

The whole internet exploded.

But beyond the camera's view, Shen Yichi gently squeezed Jiang Ye's shoulder, smiling with tenderness and affection.

"All right, your health isn't good. Take a break."

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The scumbag ex-husband once cornered Jiang Ye in a parking garage, his expression sinister and unreadable. "If I say I'm not letting you go, you won't be able to escape."

But he never expected that the next time he saw Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye would be standing at the plaintiff's table in court.

"A Ye," said the youngest top lawyer in Haicheng, standing behind Jiang Ye in formal attire. His voice was stern, but his gaze was infinitely tender.

"This time, I'll do it for you..."

"I'll make sure he's convicted."

"He's like a melody. Even in endless silence, he can still reach my heart."

"Even a withered flower can bloom again."

[Gentle, strong, devoted lawyer x resilient, sickly, partially deaf singer]

*New gong; broken mirror that won't be mended; gong is a virgin, shou is not

Theme: A story of redemption