Chapter 377: Chapter 238: The so-called expectation is just… rest assured_2
Xu Qingyan looked ahead as various flags waved wildly, bearing phrases like “I’ve wasted too much ti in my life”, “I fucking live for this mont”, “Die after the high”.
He felt an inexplicable sense of humor amidst the overwhelming shouts around him, and he bent slightly to hear her speak.
“What’s up? Need to go to the toilet?”
The toilets at the music festival were beyond description, and he would choose to take Lin Wanzhou away from the scene. After all, they had been there for a while, and it was enough to just enjoy the atmosphere and watch the excitent.
“No!” Lin Wanzhou took off her mask and shouted into his ear, “I used to– want to go to lively places, but actually, I just wanted to tell you, after all these years–”
At that point, she paused for a mont, looking at his face that was so close to hers.
His eyes reflected the orange light of the stage, and the sound waves kept sweeping through. She was never a fan of lively places; she was just used to the quiet and wanted to confess in a lively place.
“I missed you so much.”
!
Xu Qingyan stood still, his mind buzzing, and he didn’t know how many waves had burst inside his head.
The roaring sound of the music was suddenly shattered into countless pieces, scattering far away. Her warm breath on his ear and the sweet scent of the girl drilled into his nostrils.
The music festival seed irrelevant to the two of them, completely cut off from their mont.
He looked down at Lin Wanzhou, whose face was as flawless as jade. Probably out of shyness, her eyes were misted with a thin veil of tears.
For a mont, he didn’t know how to respond, so he just hugged her.
Ten minutes later, the two of them left the scene.
Lin Wanzhou’s hand was still being held by him. He walked ahead, leading her through the streets and the bustling crowd outside the venue, not towards the parking lot.
They eventually stopped in front of a flower bed, under a hanging streetlight.
Feeling a bit stuffy, she took off her mask seeing that there were fewer people around. Facing his serious gaze, she felt a little nervous.
She had said it, and she didn’t know what Xu Qingyan would say next. Whether rejection or acceptance, her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
“To be honest, when you said that just now…” Xu Qingyan put his hands on her shoulders, speaking with depth, “the only thought in my mind was… ”
“What… what was it?” Lin Wanzhou had completely cald down, still a bit dazed.
The little rabbit could never outplay the old fox. Listening to his serious tone, her heart hung high, like suspended between valleys shrouded in thick mist.
He sighed, “I really want to be in a relationship, with you.”
Suddenly, Lin Wanzhou’s face turned red.
Before her heart could even start pounding wildly, she suddenly heard him say ‘but’.
“As for , I don’t really have much experience,” he said earnestly. “These past few years, I wasted so much ti, I don’t feel much about youth. Or maybe, I’ve t too many people.”
“I’ve seen too many stories that didn’t end happily, as well as those who grew old together.”
“Actually, the idea of romance is quite unfamiliar to , especially with you. I don’t know how to move on to the next step, and I probably won’t be able to sleep tonight.”
Hearing this, warmth returned to Lin Wanzhou’s heart.
After all the twists and turns over the years, she still liked Xu Qingyan. She was certain she didn’t have the energy to like soone else, so people are trapped in their youthful mories their whole life.
“Liking soone is simple, but I feel like the word ‘like’ doesn’t fully capture what’s between us,” he said, unraveling his thoughts bit by bit.
“Back then I was young and didn’t understand things, and now many years have passed, many things have happened. So thoughts have faded a lot, and I hope more than for passionate love that you–”
“And I– when we’re truly ready, we can think it through and then talk about it.”
“I’ve thought it through,” she said softly in protest.
“The world isn’t just about love, nor is it just about the mundane,” Xu Qingyan, with his hands still on her shoulders, said profoundly.
“I care about you a lot, so I want you to be better. Just like I won’t leave you, I hope when you’re alone you won’t just sit idly and daydream.”
“Do you understand? I want you to be incomparably brilliant, I want you to have a limitless future. I don’t want you to settle, but take you to see bigger places.”
Lin Wanzhou bowed her head, “Isn’t it good now?”
“It’s good, but not good enough,” Xu Qingyan released his hands, “this year is critical, trust , you will be busy from this year until the next spring.”
“Um…”
On the way back, Lin Wanzhou sat in the passenger seat, growing more and more confused.
The night outside the window was deep, with torrents of light sweeping past, and the lights of distant villages could be seen. As she looked at her reflection in the car window, she suddenly understood.
“Are you with Pei Muchan?”
“No, absolutely not,” Xu Qingyan firmly denied, such groundless rumors, “hurry and write songs, you all will be busy this year.”
At his words, Lin Wanzhou pouted, becoming sowhat unhappy.
“So, you only love money.”
“Nonsense, pure slander!” Xu Qingyan’s eyelids twitched, he took hold of the steering wheel with both hands, becoming anxious, “I’m not interested in money, the happiest tis for are…”
He couldn’t go on, the happiest days were indeed when he had money.
In college, Xu Qingyan once shared an abstract thought with his roommate. When he made it big, he would stand on the deck of a private yacht on a rainy night.
With a wine glass in hand filled with his favorite iced tea.
A hired eighteen-year-old model beside him, holding an umbrella, scantily clad in a bikini. Her eyes tender, softly urging him not to get wet, speaking to him in both Chinese and English.
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