FTM had especially good career luck this year—Fang Yinnian won Vocal King while Mo Xun earned Best Actor.
Tan Junwen’s period idol drama from last year exploded online after airing in November, attracting countless fans. Additionally, he released a pure rap music album with three self-composed rap songs receiving audience praise and impressive sales.
Tang Che’s rock music album was custom-created by Sound Wave Entertainment’s production team, featuring ten blazing original rock songs that greatly satisfied rock fans.
Xiao Fei’s solo album had light, lively styles. Though everyone called Xiao Fei’s songs “catchy tunes,” such songs had high sing-along rates—one even exploded among elementary students.
All five of them together were undoubtedly the number one group in Chinese music.
After developing separately, their solo album results were also impressive. Fang Yinnian as main vocalist led with 50 million album sales, while Tang Che, Junwen, and Xiao Fei’s solo albums also reached tens of millions in sales.
Many fans joked: “@FTM Mo Xun, you’re the only one missing.”
“Doesn’t Brother Mo plan to release a music album to reunite with his teammates?”
“Reporting the captain for slacking!”
“Mo Xun has completely switched to the film and TV track, right?”
“Teammates compete on album sales, Brother Mo competes on movie box office—each has a bright future~”
“I still look forward to FTM reuniting.”
“When will they reunite for an album? Can’t forget your harmonies”
“Looking forward to FTM’s third album and second tour—money is ready, praying they’ll definitely come to our city”
This entire year, the five developed separately, each realizing their youthful dreams.
While fans felt comforted, they also feared their individual success might mean no more group activities—this was a dilemma many groups faced, eventually becoming hollow shells until disbanding.
Unexpectedly, in early December, paparazzi photographed all five flying to Jiangzhou from different cities.
“All five FTM members returned to Jiangzhou base collectively!”
This news instantly exploded online, exciting group fans.
“Why did they suddenly return to base? Are they preparing for New Year galas?”
“New Year reunions are FTM tradition, but I’m more excited about new songs.”
“Please release new songs—we miss your harmonies and knife formation dances!”
Netizens guessed correctly.
Besides preparing for New Year, they were also planning new album recordings.
The third album wasn’t produced by Fang Yinnian—he didn’t have enough FTM songs, wanting to accumulate more. So he invited Sound Wave Entertainment’s production team to custom-create FTM’s new album.
This Spring Festival, none of the five went home, busy preparing concerts.
After Spring Festival, FTM’s eighth anniversary tour officially began.
Last national tour mainly hit provincial capitals. This full tour, besides first-tier cities, also included convenient second-tier cities, making it easier for more fans to attend their performances.
FTM’s second tour lasted 7 full months across 20 cities with 40 concerts, mobilizing 1.6 million people with 1.5 billion total box office.
Combined first and second tour box office approached 3 billion, allowing FTM to enter world singer concert box office rankings as Chinese music’s only charting “male group.”
After the second tour ended, all five took long vacations.
After seven months of continuous singing and dancing, they truly needed good rest.
Fang Yinnian returned home, planning to formally come out to family. He privately told grandmother: “Grandma, I like boys. Can you accept me bringing a boyfriend home?”
Grandmother looked at him in surprise: “What? You like boys?”
Fang Yinnian nodded: “Yes, I only discovered I was gay after growing up, liking men.”
Actually he wasn’t gay—he just liked Mo Xun.
But telling family “I’m straight but Mo Xun turned me gay” would make them hope he’d break up with Mo Xun, return to being straight, and marry a girl.
Only by eliminating family hope, telling them he’d only like men in this lifetime and didn’t like women, would they try accepting him with Mo Xun.
Fang Yinnian had long planned what to say.
Grandmother always doted on him. Having previously discussed celebrity homosexuality with her, after hearing Yinnian say he liked boys, grandmother was surprised momentarily before understanding: “No wonder you inexplicably asked about homosexuality when you came home that year—so you… also like boys?”
Fang Yinnian gently hugged grandmother from behind, saying quietly: “Mom has always been strict with me since childhood. I worry she won’t accept it. Grandma, can you help prepare her mentally?”
Grandmother sighed softly, patting Fang Yinnian’s hand: “Nian-nian, grandma knows you’ve been smart and sensible since childhood, very opinionated… sigh, as long as you’re happy, whoever you’re with, grandma will support you.”
Warmth filled Fang Yinnian’s heart as he hugged her tightly: “Thank you, grandma.”
Grandmother instructed: “However, even if you like boys, find a reliable boyfriend for serious relationships. Don’t learn from some homosexuals who mess around everywhere. I hear many celebrities have chaotic private lives—don’t get corrupted.”
Fang Yinnian promised: “Don’t worry grandma, I’ll seriously find a boyfriend and bring him to meet you all.”
Passing grandmother’s test, Fang Yinnian finally relaxed.
Perhaps grandmother was touched by the neighbor’s son bringing boyfriends home years ago, so when Yinnian frankly said he liked boys, she didn’t question or oppose but tried understanding. Ultimately, she loved Yinnian too much. Having watched him grow up, she couldn’t bear this child suffering any grievance.
That evening, lying in his bedroom, Fang Yinnian messaged Mo Xun: “I told grandma today about bringing a boyfriend home—she’s willing to support me ^^”
Mo Xun didn’t reply.
Fang Yinnian guessed he might be chatting with family and temporarily closed the conversation window.
Moments later, his phone rang. Seeing Mo Yao’s name on caller ID, Fang Yinnian answered puzzledly: “Hello, Mo Yao? Why are you suddenly calling me?”
Mo Yao seemed to be secretly calling while hiding, voice very low: “Brother Nian, my brother fought with dad. He said he likes you, wants to bring you home, and marry you. Dad was so angry he wanted to beat him but mom stopped him…”
“Brother’s kneeling in the living room right now.”
“He said either marry Yinnian or never marry in this lifetime.”
Fang Yinnian: “…”
Hearing Mo Yao’s description, Fang Yinnian felt incredibly complex emotions—heartbroken about Mo Xun kneeling while being scolded by father, yet moved by Mo Xun’s persistence toward their relationship.
—Either marry Yinnian or never marry.
This was Mo Xun’s decision to his parents.
Fang Yinnian took a deep breath, saying softly: “Mo Yao, please persuade your brother—don’t be forceful, speak slowly with uncle and auntie. Also, can you help persuade your parents?”
Mo Yao said: “No problem, I’ll persuade them.”
She paused, saying quietly: “Brother Nian, I’m your fan and really like you, but I never imagined you and my brother were real. He… he must really love you, right? I’ve never seen him like this.”
Fang Yinnian’s heart softened slightly: “I love him very much too.”
Mo Yao: “…”
The internet-famous MoFang CP was actually real?
Fang Yinnian said gently: “First find a way to get him up—don’t let him keep kneeling. I’ll call him later.”
Mo Yao nodded: “Okay, Brother Nian.”
Moments later, Mo Xun called: “Hello, Yinnian.”
Hearing the familiar voice, Fang Yinnian’s nose felt sour: “Your dad didn’t make things difficult for you?”
Mo Xun laughed: “It’s fine—he just scolded me but didn’t dare hit me since I’m an adult. Dad’s rather serious and can’t accept it immediately. Mom and my sister are persuading him now.”
Fang Yinnian was silent momentarily: “Grandma accepted it, but I’m not sure about mom and dad’s attitudes. Will they be very disappointed in us?”
Mo Xun said quietly: “Don’t be afraid. We’re not casually playing around—we seriously love each other and want to live together properly. They’ll gradually understand.”
Fang Yinnian nodded: “Yes. Mo Yao said you were kneeling the whole time?”
Mo Xun smiled: “It’s fine—it’s my family issue, I’ll find ways to resolve it.”
Fang Yinnian relaxed slightly: “I’ll also find ways to make family accept this.”
Mo Xun said: “Good, let’s work together and give them some time.”
Same-sex marriage wasn’t legal domestically, so elders’ acceptance of homosexuality varied. Like Fang Yinnian’s grandmother and Mo Xun’s mother—both accepted it relatively well.
Mo Xun’s mother even open-mindedly persuaded his father: “Nowadays many young people choose not to marry—at least our Mo Xun is willing to marry. As long as life is comfortable, what difference does it make whether it’s with men or women? If he insists on never marrying and living alone until old age, you have no solution either.”
“Yinnian is a good child—good-looking, gentle personality, talented. What are you dissatisfied with? If Mo Xun brought home some chaotic daughter-in-law who turned the house upside-down, that would give you real headaches!”
Mo Xun’s father: “…”
Mo Yao also persuaded: “Exactly! They’re in the same group, have known each other for years, and understand each other thoroughly. I think Brother Nian is especially reliable. I’m completely at ease with my brother being with him.”
Under wife and daughter’s alternating persuasion, Mo Xun’s father’s attitude gradually softened.
Today’s young people often chose lifelong singlehood. At least Mo Xun was willing to marry. Though finding a man was shocking, at least he’d have companionship—if anything happened, two people could help and care for each other… much better than lonely aging alone.
Fine—whatever. This son never changed his mind once decided. He’d insisted on going to Korea as a trainee against family opposition before; now insisting on marrying Fang Yinnian, they could only let him be!
Meanwhile, Fang Yinnian’s family also had heated discussions these days.
Grandmother single-handedly persuaded Fang Yinnian’s parents.
She deeply analyzed the negative impacts of parental opposition on children, citing several examples—like Old Zhang’s son being disowned and completely cutting family ties; like someone’s daughter nearly jumping from a building due to depression from parental opposition.
Yinnian’s father was terrified and quickly found Fang Yinnian, saying: “Nian-nian, do whatever you want to do—dad will support you. Just don’t cut ties with us, and don’t let the pressure drive you to despair!”
Fang Yinnian: “…”
Ginger gets spicier with age. With grandma taking action, dad quickly joined her united front. Mom had trouble accepting it at first, sulking for two days before seriously asking: “Is the boyfriend you found reliable? What does he do for work?”
Fang Yinnian’s eyes curved: “Mom, my boyfriend is Mo Xun—you all know him.”
Family members: “…”
They’d initially worried about Yinnian being deceived, but if it was Mo Xun, it seemed much more acceptable?
After all, Mo Xun was cheerful and talkative, easy to get along with. Every concert when they met, he’d warmly and considerately host them. Last time at home, he’d brought many expensive gifts—very thoughtful.
The family all worried Yinnian was too naive about relationships and might be deceived.
But if the boyfriend was Mo Xun, at least there was no “emotional deception” issue. Plus Mo Xun earned as much as Yinnian—certainly not someone who’d be with Yinnian for money or benefits.
They probably genuinely liked each other?
Yinnian’s mother was silent momentarily before saying: “Bring him back another day—I have things to ask him.”
Fang Yinnian immediately hugged her: “Thank you, mom.”
***
Mo Xun brought large and small gift bags when visiting Yinnian’s family.
Previously he’d visited as a friend; this time as boyfriend meeting parents made Mo Xun somewhat nervous as he arranged gifts on the table. Grandma remained smiling and enthusiastic, serving Mo Xun food.
At dinner, Yinnian’s mother calmly said: “I’m not a rigid parent. Since you’re Yinnian’s chosen boyfriend, I’ll respect my son’s decision. However, you’re both celebrities now—you know domestic public opinion. If it’s exposed that you’re gay, have you considered the consequences?”
Mo Xun gently grasped Yinnian’s hand, saying seriously: “Don’t worry, auntie. Yinnian and I are prepared to face everything. We plan to marry in two years, registering abroad. Even if exposed then, it’ll be fine—we’ll be legally registered partners. If domestic entertainment blacklists us, we can hold concerts abroad.”
“Moreover, domestic entertainment isn’t necessarily so extreme. The entertainment industry is much more open now. Unless it’s criminal activity, direct blacklisting over private relationships is rare. If we keep low profiles, career impact won’t be too severe. Plus Sound Wave Entertainment is developing well—worst case, we could go behind the scenes.”
Yinnian’s father caught the key words, asking in surprise: “You plan to marry abroad?”
Mo Xun nodded: “Yes, uncle. Yinnian and I aren’t just casually dating—we want to seriously accompany each other and live good lives together.”
Family members: “…”
They’d already considered marriage?
Seems they’d been secretly together for long, planning marriage but unable to hide it anymore, so they came out to family.
Fang Yinnian met his family’s surprised gazes, ears slightly reddening: “Actually, before I went abroad to study, we’d confirmed our relationship. We’ve known each other eight years and been together five years.”
Mo Xun’s gaze was frank and firm: “So please rest assured, grandma, uncle, and auntie—Yinnian and my feelings for each other are very serious. Consider me an additional son. From now on, I’ll treat you like my own family.”
Together five years without breaking up—seems they’d committed to each other.
Family opposition now would be useless, only adding annoyance. They could only let them be!
After Mo Xun visited Fang Yinnian’s family, Fang Yinnian followed with visits to his parents.
Sister Mo Yao was especially enthusiastic, calling him “Brother Nian” more affectionately than her real brother.
Mo Xun’s mother was also gentle, actively inviting Yinnian to dinner with warm care, clearly viewing Fang Yinnian as daughter-in-law.
Mo Xun’s father looked somewhat awkward, probably unable to accept his son bringing a man home.
However, Fang Yinnian was very polite—he didn’t dislike this teammate of Mo Xun’s.
FTM’s second album was written by Yinnian, plus two solo ballad albums with songs he’d also heard—Yinnian was truly talented.
Even last year’s “Vocal King S4” variety show, Mo Yao watched religiously every Friday night, and they’d watched Fang Yinnian’s entire competition process, praising his vocals highly.
Such an excellent person liking his son…
He felt Mo Xun had struck incredible luck.
Mo Xun’s mother asked gently: “Since you’ve decided to marry, when should both families meet to discuss wedding arrangements?”
Mo Xun’s father cleared his throat: “Right—proper etiquette must be observed.”
Mo Xun said: “Dad, mom, Yinnian and I don’t want too high-profile weddings. We plan to register abroad, only inviting trusted industry friends and both families to the ceremony.”
Fang Yinnian smiled: “Yes, simpler is better—I don’t care about these things. As long as two people genuinely want to be together, having a wedding or not doesn’t matter.”
Mo Yao excitedly suggested: “Brother, why not rent a private island abroad? Strong privacy, beautiful environment, photos would turn out great.”
Fang Yinnian and Mo Xun looked at each other. Renting a private island to witness this wedding with relatives and friends was indeed a good choice—no outsiders would disturb them.
Mo Xun said decisively: “Alright, Mo Yao, help us research options first.”
Mo Yao asked: “When are you setting the wedding date?”
Mo Xun looked at Fang Yinnian with gentle eyes: “I’ll listen to Yinnian—I’m flexible.”
Fang Yinnian thought: “How about waiting for FTM’s tenth anniversary? By then, aren’t we planning world tours? Everyone will be abroad anyway—both families traveling together won’t raise suspicion.”
Mo Yao sighed: “Tenth anniversary wedding—truly romantic!” She smiled at her brother and Fang Yinnian: “Your CP fans would go crazy if they knew.”
The two smiled at each other.
With so much fake CP business in domestic entertainment, only MoFang CP fans had shipped the real thing.
***
Time passed quickly. FTM’s tenth year brought their fourth music album.
This album featured Fang Yinnian’s lyrics and compositions with Chinese traditional music themes—gentle ballads plus intense traditional electronic dance music. After market release, it received widespread praise with sales breaking historical records again.
The five reunited to prepare their “Tenth Anniversary” world tour.
FTM became the first male group to go international with world tours.
This world tour would visit many countries. They adapted several English songs, with general manager Xu Baichuan coordinating throughout. The tour route was international first, domestic later.
First stop: London, England—where Fang Yinnian had studied.
After Spring Festival, the album released in March, and all five FTM members went abroad in April.
Paparazzi photographed their departure, discovering their families also traveled together.
Singers’ families attending concerts was common, so when Mo Xun and Fang Yinnian’s families appeared together at airports, the industry didn’t suspect anything, assuming they were just traveling abroad to watch concerts.
However, after going abroad, all five FTM members suddenly vanished.
No fans worldwide encountered them—as if they’d evaporated.
Fans were puzzled:
“Didn’t they fly to England?”
“But fans waiting at English airports didn’t see them.”
“Seems they transferred midway?”
“Don’t know where they went—probably secluded practice for concerts.”
“Hilarious, all five disappeared—probably avoiding sasaeng harassment, finding quiet places for seclusion”
No one knew that at this very moment, all five were on a scenically gorgeous island.
Mo Xun had rented this entire island for a month.
Besides holding weddings, everyone could also prepare concerts in seclusion here—killing two birds with one stone.
Fang Yinnian didn’t want overly complex wedding procedures. Mo Xun simplified them according to his wishes, arranging romantic wedding venues by the sea with flowers.
A dozen-meter glass runway with fresh roses covering flower stands on both sides, plus a vow platform near the ocean where church officiants would conduct their ceremony.
The wedding date was April 12th—no special significance, just convenient timing on a beautiful weekend that could become their anniversary.
Besides both sets of parents, they invited some industry guests.
Mo Xun’s good friends He Yan and Yan Chi; Fang Yinnian’s most trusted friends Chen Mian and Xie Shiqi; teammates; plus both families.
Small wedding scale but especially warm venue arrangements.
Mo Xun also thoughtfully prepared generous wedding favors.
At 10 AM, the wedding ceremony officially began.
Fang Yinnian specially wrote a song for this wedding called “Meeting You,” performed as a duet.
Mo Xun opened with the first verse:
“That day’s sunshine was brilliant
Your smile entered my sight
Like a ray of light illuminating my heart
Drawing gentle paintings in my soul”
Fang Yinnian’s clear voice followed with the second verse:
“Breathing frequencies match your rhythm
Liking someone feels so different
Heart’s corners filled with warmth
The world became clear skies for miles”
They began alternating verses—
Mo Xun: “The future road is still long—with you beside me I won’t be lost”
Yinnian: “No matter how crazy the storms—holding hands together we won’t waver”
The chorus featured their harmonies—Mo Xun’s low, gentle voice perfectly blending with Fang Yinnian’s clear, bright voice at this moment:
“Meeting you is a beautiful miracle
Love now has a clear definition
Meeting you is God’s gift
Every minute and second worth cherishing
Meeting you is a grand surprise
Like stars illuminating the dark night sky
Meeting you is destiny
Walking with you
Is the most beautiful scenery in my life”
Their voices were naturally well-matched. Now, with bass and high notes in perfect harmony, singing the wedding theme song by the sea, all present guests felt warm sweetness and happiness.
Both sets of parents watching from below were deeply moved—Fang Yinnian’s grandmother couldn’t help but shed tears.
How wonderful—Yinnian had found someone willing to accompany him for life.
These two people were indeed perfectly, perfectly matched.
Whether appearance, temperament, or voice—as if destined to be together.
Fang Yinnian’s wedding-exclusive song “Meeting You” expressed their deep love and cherishing of each other in every line.
The officiant on stage asked: “Under the witness of sky, sea, and friends and family, I solemnly ask: Mr. Mo Xun, do you willingly marry Mr. Fang Yinnian as husbands, to depend on each other and never part?”
Mo Xun answered decisively: “I do.”
The officiant continued: “Mr. Fang Yinnian, do you willingly marry Mr. Mo Xun as husbands, to depend on each other and never part?”
Fang Yinnian smiled: “I do.”
The officiant asked: “Does anyone present object to their union?”
Below, teammates shouted in unison: “Strongly support!” “No one objects!”
The officiant said: “Then please exchange wedding rings.”
They exchanged rings, placing the diamond rings Mo Xun had previously ordered on each other’s fingers.
The officiant declared loudly: “I hereby announce the wedding ceremony complete! From this moment, Mo Xun and Fang Yinnian are officially married as legal husbands!”
Enthusiastic applause erupted below.
Above was azure sky, below white sandy beaches, with gentle ocean waves reaching their ears. In this scenic harmony of sea and sky, Mo Xun and Fang Yinnian completed their wedding vows.
Under friends’ and family’s blessings, they embraced tightly.
Mo Xun whispered in Fang Yinnian’s ear: “Yinnian, I love you.”
Fang Yinnian said softly: “I love you too.”
Mo Xun gazed tenderly into Fang Yinnian’s eyes: “We’ve known each other ten years. From now on, we’ll walk through many more decades together, okay?”
Fang Yinnian nodded seriously: “Okay.”
His feelings for Mo Xun were written entirely in this wedding song.
Meeting you is a grand surprise.
Walking with you
Is the most beautiful scenery in my life.
—End of Extra—
T/N: Bonus chapters up next~
