??Chapter 68: Chapter 68 A Love Song Sung Solo_1
Chapter 68: Chapter 68 A Love Song Sung Solo_1
Kang Xiaolan was instantly furious and enunciated every word, “I want to have a PK with you!”
Ji Hua shrugged his shoulders, “Sorry, I don’t do PKs with pregnant won, that would be an unfair victory.”
Everyone burst into laughter at the banter between the two.
“How about we go to Yei?” Mu Feng asked everyone, as their usual spot for entertainnt was Yei—it was, firstly, under the Mu Family’s banner, and they were accustod to it; secondly, Yei was the largest entertainnt club in C City, promising a great ti.
Su Wanxia’s expression stiffened for a mont, then disappeared, “Is that necessary? We’re just singing so songs, we can just find any place nearby.”
Hearing Su Wanxia say this, everyone pondered for a mont and then nodded in agreent.
“Then let’s just find a place nearby. I rember there’s a Mic King Heaven ahead, seems pretty good,” Ji Hua suggested, pointing in a direction.
“OK! Let’s go there!”
The group booked a VIP room, and Ji Hua, the romantic ballad lover, began to show off his singing skills as soon as he entered the room. And indeed, his rendition of the emotional song “Unforgettable Love” was vivid and heartfelt.
Yan Yirou nudged Gong Yining, who was sitting next to her, with her shoulder, “Yining, look at you, with that gaze, tsk tsk, totally smitten.”
Su Wanxia and others couldn’t help but giggle behind their hands at Yan Yirou’s remark. The term “smitten” seed such a contrast to Ji Hua’s frivolous image.
Following Yan Yirou’s gaze, Gong Yining stole a glance at Ji Hua—just one look—before swiftly averting her eyes.
“Hey, Yining, why don’t you indulge Ji Hua and do a love song duet with him? How about it? Then kick him away after, and we sisters can sing to our hearts’ content,” Kang Xiaolan said with dissatisfaction. The guy’s hogging the mic; what’s there for her to PK with him?
“I like that idea, I agree,” Yan Yirou chid in.
Su Wanxia and Jian Manhui were playing Go on the side. Hearing them, Su Wanxia looked up and said, “What kind of nonsense are you two coming up with? If you want to sing, then go sing. Don’t use Yining as a shield.”
Accused by Su Wanxia, Kang Xiaolan and Yan Yirou both put their hands up innocently, “No way!”
Su Wanxia smiled and pursed her lips, then continued the fierce battle with Jian Manhui.
Mu Feng walked down from the song-selection console, picking up another microphone as the words “Because of Love” appeared on the screen.
Kang Xiaolan instantly perked up, smiling, and approached Ji Hua, extending her hand, “Look, this is a love song that Feng and I are doing. Are you really going to keep holding that mic?”
Ji Hua looked at Kang Xiaolan’s indignant eyes, shook his head, “The mood of a pregnant woman is indeed unpredictable.” He then handed the microphone to her and shook his head as he walked towards Gong Yining and the others.
Kang Xiaolan wanted to retort loudly but then rembered what he had just said, swallowed her frustration, and curled her lips into a smile—she was not going to be as moody as other pregnant won.
Su Wanxia and Jian Manhui had played many rounds by now. The wins and losses were evenly matched between the two.
“Wanxia, you’ve lost,” Jian Manhui placed a piece down, and sure enough, it was five in a row.
Su Wanxia slapped the table, “How co I lost again? That’s three gas in a row now.”
“Drink up!” Jian Manhui’s eyes glanced at the beer sitting next to them.
Su Wanxia frowned in distress, “Can I not drink?”
Jian Manhui shook her head.
She picked up her cup begrudgingly, stared at it for a while, then closed her eyes and downed it in one gulp, letting out a long sigh of relief as she set the cup on the table.
Just about to start another round, Su Wanxia suddenly exclaid, “I’ve got it!”
Jian Manhui was puzzled, “Got what?”
“I understand why I’ve lost three gas in a row now.”
“Why?”
“Because I’ve had too much to drink, my brain’s not working well, so that’s why I keep losing to you.”
Jian Manhui’s lips twitched, “You sure it’s because you’ve had too much to drink?”
Su Wanxia nodded.
Jian Manhui was speechless. It was well known that Su Wanxia couldn’t hold her liquor. Having claid she was drunk after just a few drinks, Jian Manhui dared not let her drink anymore.
“Let’s stop playing then; let’s go pick so songs,”
After pondering for a mont, Su Wanxia thought this was a good idea and stood up to walk towards the karaoke console.
Mu Feng and Kang Xiaolan began singing love songs, one after another.
Ji Hua sidled up to Gong Yining and Yan Yirou, the three of them started playing ‘Fight the Landlord’. Even though Gong Yining ignored him, he felt that this was a good sign.
“Wanxia, what do you want to sing?” Jian Manhui selected a few songs, then turned her head to look at Su Wanxia sitting beside her.
Su Wanxia, with her eyes closed, leaned back on the sofa, her mind sowhat muddled. She felt a bit drunk. Suddenly hearing Jian Manhui’s question, she opened her eyes, startled and lost in thought. What did she want to sing?
Her thoughts suddenly flew back to years ago. Back then, she and he had dueted on a song. She had nagged him incessantly until he relented and sang for that one ti.
Actually, he didn’t sing much, or rather, he didn’t like to sing. But when he did, it was very pleasing to the ear, even more so than hers. He had stunned Ji Hua, Mu Feng, and the others. That song was just a random pick back then, but now that she thought about it, it was indeed a very sentintal song.
She softly parted her lips and whispered a song title.
Jian Manhui paused for a mont, then smiled and nodded her head.
The songs Jian Manhui picked were the ones that Yan Yirou and the others often sang, sowhat fiery. As the music started, Kang Xiaolan and the others gathered around, and a song full of sparks imdiately livened up the atmosphere.
After the fiery song ended, soft yet lancholic music gradually started to play, contrasting starkly with the previous upbeat tunes. Su Wanxia picked up the microphone. Initially, she had only thought the lody of this song was very pleasing without truly understanding the depth of its lyrics. However, during her years abroad, whenever she listened to this song in the still of the night, she would imrse herself in boundless yearning and sorrow.
Mu Feng and Ji Hua were sowhat surprised to hear this song, their eyebrows raised in astonishnt. If they weren’t mistaken, this was the only love song their big brother had ever sung, so it was etched in their mories!
The sorrow of separation, love’s thickness is known,
Through the sea of affection grows the imnsity, lovesick hearts et cold winds,
Flying apart to ends of the earth, may other days bring reunion,
Through the mournful winds and pouring rain,
In this sea of faces, drifting, yet it seems but a dream,
Love profound, forever conveyed, drifting through eons of space,
When frost and snow drift,
May the flowers too shine bright fearless of the misty road’s plight,
Ah, sending my longing in the storm,
Ah, sending my infatuation in the storm,
Su Wanxia sang with focus and emotion, turning a once-duet song into a solo of her own sorrow, casting a shade of wistfulness over Ji Hua and the others.
Chasing wild dreams beyond the clouds, carrying the spring, following a pair of mandarin ducks,
With a heart full of regrets, red dust plays cruel tricks,
The sorrow of separation, love’s thickness is known,
Through the sea of affection grows the imnsity, lovesick hearts et cold winds,
Flying apart to ends of the earth,
May we one day et again,
The long night deepens on the road, take care.
Take care… after the tone of the last words faded, the room fell silent for a few seconds. Yan Yirou and the others didn’t know that Su Wanxia and Mu Yingchen had once sung this song together and imdiately started clapping and cheering.
Su Wanxia smiled bitterly, tossed the microphone to them, and walked alone to sit by the sofa, pouring herself a glass of liquor which she downed in one gulp.
During her ti abroad, she had fantasized countless tis about how it would be when she and he t again — the process wasn’t important, the outco was. But every fantasy, in the end, amounted to them heading in opposite directions—
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