"Hmm?"
A young man entered the room, carrying groceries in his hand. As soon as he stepped inside, he noticed an extra person in the house, someone who looked somewhat familiar.
Ning Yu also set down her teacup and looked towards the door.
She recognized this person; it was the guy who had sold her the electric piano.
His peculiar attire was gone, and his exaggerated hairstyle had been replaced with a normal medium-length haircut.
His earrings and lip rings seemed to have been removed, and he now exuded a completely different aura, losing that rebellious vibe he once had.
He also had a guitar case slung over his back, looking like he had just returned from an outdoor performance.
"Oh... is that you?"
He walked into the living room, set down his guitar, and placed it aside.
"Xiao Lian, do you know him?"
Wan Lian, who was beside them, picked up the teapot and teacup again and poured him a cup of tea.
"Yes, she's from the exploration team, and she was helping me investigate my brother's case..."
Wan Lian was also a bit puzzled. Although the Fangzhou Base was small, it seemed a bit too coincidental, didn't it?
"So, what's your relationship with her...?"
"Oh~ I sold my electric piano to her before."
The young man pointed at Ning Yu to explain.
Ning Yu felt like she was getting used to these coincidences and smiled as she asked the young man, who was preparing to drink his tea:
"Why didn't you give up your little hobby?"
She was a bit curious because she clearly remembered that the guy had decided to give up and find a regular job in the base.
The young man seemed to have expected Ning Yu's question and answered:
"Well... I actually only gave up for one day. On the second day of my cargo transport job at Fangzhou, I sneaked back to the square after work and performed alone."
"To be honest, if it weren't for that duet we played together that day, I might have really given up."
He smiled at Ning Yu.
Ning Yu pondered: Like him, ordinary people could also take on cargo transport jobs, although it was very dangerous, so it usually required a group of people to work together.
Unlike Wan Heng, who, as an awakened individual, could handle the job alone.
But because it was so dangerous, Fangzhou offered high rewards, which always attracted people willing to take such risks for substantial payouts.
It was somewhat similar to the lifestyle of the "Three-River-and-Big-God" folks, where one day of work could sustain them for several days.
Except that the "Three-River-and-Big-God" folks chose to live a laid-back life, while this job was literally a matter of life and death.
"Then I unexpectedly found that even when survival was at stake, there were still people willing to listen to me sing..."
He seemed a bit embarrassed, as if he were neglecting his responsibilities while others were earnestly trying to survive, and here he was, singing for a living.
Ning Yu turned to look at Wan Lian beside her:
"So, what's your story...?"
Judging by the situation of these two, it seemed like they were living together? That was fast.
Wait... was there going to be more couple drama? There had been a lot of that lately!
Wan Lian, hearing Ning Yu's question, shyly glanced at the young man who was still drinking tea and said:
"After that failure, I went out for a stroll. At first, I wanted to jump from a high place in Fangzhou to the outside world."
"Then I saw him there, sitting on the ground with an acoustic guitar, playing and singing for everyone. There was quite a crowd around him."
"To be honest, it was quite nice to listen to. Since the disaster began, I haven't heard anyone sing for a long time, and it felt like a luxury."
She fiddled with the hem of her clothes as she spoke slowly.
"Ah... that day was also a coincidence. I saw her looking lost, so I went over and asked her what song she wanted to hear."
At this point, the young man took over the conversation and continued.
"She just shook her head and turned to leave. In that moment, I had a bad feeling..."
"Then I grabbed her... and asked her to at least listen to one song, one that I really liked."
The young man's eyes sparkled, as if he had returned to that afternoon.
"Oh? What song did you sing for her?"
Hearing this question, Ning Yu became curious. What kind of song had brought these two together and made the girl give up her thoughts of suicide?
The young man, hearing Ning Yu's question, lit up and grabbed his guitar from the side, eager to play.
"Want to hear it?"
Ning Yu thought for a moment, since there wasn't much else to do, she slowly nodded.
Before Ning Yu could even agree, he had already placed his hands on the guitar and played a simple, slightly melancholy intro.
"Compared to Nakajima's version, I prefer Akita's, which is his own, guitar-accompanied version."
He explained as he played, though Ning Yu didn't know who he was talking about, so she didn't understand the names he mentioned.
【I once wanted to end it all, because seagulls were crying at the harbor.】
【I once wanted to end it all, because apricot blossoms bloomed on my birthday.】
As soon as the lyrics came out, Ning Yu felt a pang in her heart. What a sad scene and reason, wouldn't it make someone even more inclined to...
The following lyrics seemed to describe mundane aspects of life:
The spilled sunlight, the insect's corpse, the fishing port's lighthouse, the abandoned bicycle, the self kneeling on the bed apologizing to the past...
These images wove a scene filled with despair.
【I am Don Quixote, fighting an invisible enemy in this six-tatami-sized room.】
Fighting an invisible enemy...
Ning Yu pondered over these lyrics and looked at Wan Lian beside her, wondering if she knew what "invisible enemy" meant.
【I cried because I was loved, because I knew the warmth of people.】
When these lyrics were sung, the story seemed to take a turn.
It seemed that someone had appeared in the story, someone who had brought hope back to everything.
【I once wanted to end it all, but I saw your beautiful, radiant smile.】
【Always thinking about dying must be because I have lived seriously, right?】
Wan Lian beside her was also listening intently. Suddenly, she poked Ning Yu's hand and said seriously:
"I really like the last few lines of this song."
As the young man's tone gradually lowered, Ning Yu thought the song was about to end, but it was then that the song reached its climax.
【I once wanted to end it all, but I hadn't met you yet.】
【Because there are people like you, I have a little more affection for the world.】
【Because there are people like you, I finally have some expectation for the world.】
Ning Yu pursed her lips and didn't speak, quietly listening to the final coda with Wan Lian, before finally clapping for him.
So that's it, "but I hadn't met you yet."
The song spoke of the most desperate things but also conveyed the most hopeful message.
Ning Yu glanced at Wan Lian, whose eyes were wet with tears, and the young man, who was awkwardly scratching his head and putting away his guitar.
"How was it? Did I sing well?"
The young man walked over, took a clean handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to Wan Lian, while also asking Ning Yu, whom he considered a professional, for her opinion.
Ning Yu nodded and gave a few casual comments.
In fact, perhaps at the right time, delivering the right song to the right person was more impactful than technical skill.
Compared to now, that day Wan Lian must have felt something that others couldn't, a moment of happiness that only she could possess, something no one else could experience.
That's why she was sitting here today, smiling and talking with them.
The young man ultimately didn't give up his small hobby.
Wan Lian ultimately didn't give up her life.
Both of these things seemed to be connected to herself:
If she hadn't stopped Wan Lian's first attempt at suicide, if she hadn't played a duet with the young man to buy the electric piano.
Would the story have turned out completely different?
Indeed, it was a coincidence, but compared to those heartbreaking events, Ning Yu preferred such coincidences.
Like a line she particularly liked: There are no miracles in this world, only inevitability and coincidence, and what someone does.
If my presence and actions have inadvertently led to such coincidences, then these unexpected occurrences serve as delightful embellishments to the otherwise mundane tapestry of daily life.
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
