Chapter 331: Exclusive “Concert” For Little Sister
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When Xian Yu returned home, he saw his Little Sister, sitting in the living room.
“Big Brother?” Murong Qiao was a little surprised to see Xian Yu return home.
But after being surprised, Murong Qiao sensed that Xian Yu’s expression was not right.
She stood up and went to Xian Yu’s side. “Uncle Yang just said that you won’t be back for a long time. Do you want to eat something for dinner?”
The reason that Murong Qiao said that was because her intuition could guess a little. Seeing Xian Yu like this, Murong Qiao did not ask him.
She just wanted to change the topic and not trouble Fifth Brother.
“Do you want to hear me sing?” Xian Yu suddenly said.
Murong Qiao couldn’t care less about the sudden change of topic. “Yes!”
Xian Yu’s thoughts came in a hurry. When he heard his Little Sister agree, the anger in his eyes dissipated a little.
His expression softened slightly. Without even changing his clothes, he walked in the other direction.
Murong Qiao followed Xian Yu and realized that there was a music room at the end of the corridor on the first floor.
“This is where 1 practice.” Xian Yu introduced briefly.
Murong Qiao looked around curiously. This was the first time she knew of the existence of this place.
Although it was called a practice room, the nearly 100-square-meter s.p.a.ce was dazzling.
On the left was the place where a group of musical instruments were placed, from the violin to the guitar, and even the saxophone. It looked like it had been carefully maintained. The wall on the right was occupied by mirrors. It looked like a dance practice floor.
“…I used to sit here often.” Xian Yu touched the piano stool.
Hearing the nostalgia in her Big Brother’s tone, Murong Qiao remained silent and did not disturb him.
A melody was played from Xian Yu’s hand. It was a little low and oppressive, but it was surprisingly pleasant.
Xian Yu sat in front of the piano. “Still the same.”
He sighed, as if because he had returned to a familiar place, a smile appeared on his face.
“Love flies over the blue-green aurora.”
“Above the snow, the elk are serene…”
Xian Yu lowered his voice. Accompanied by the sound of the piano, he hummed the lyrics that he had casually rolled to his tongue and sang it.
Murong Qiao found a seat and quietly became an audience member.
At this moment, it was late in the evening. There were large patches of red clouds outside, and even the sky was dyed an intoxicating color. Xian Yu and the piano were in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, acting as the main characters in this background.
The sound of the piano was pure and pleasant. Xian Yu’s singing also changed from low to gorgeous. The mellow and melodious tune narrated the singer’s thoughts.
The song ended, but Xian Yu had no intention of ending it.
He got up and walked to the guitar beside him. His fingertips skillfully strummed the guitar strings.
Murong Qiao accompanied Xian Yu in the practice room for a long time, so long that she watched Xian Yu try all the instruments one by one.
Even the dance practice area was treated as a stage for Xian Yu to perform. He sang and danced at the same time. The spotlights set up in the room shone on Xian Yu, making it look like a small concert.
“Mm-” Murong Qiao couldn’t help but hum along.
She had heard Xian Yu’s songs in every country. Even when Xian Yu opened his mouth, Murong Qiao knew which song he was singing.
“The wind in Edinburgh blows your hair…” Xian Yu sang as his gaze landed on his Little Sister.
Below the stage, Murong Qiao’s eyes curved slightly as she sat casually at the side. From time to time, she would shake her head to Xian Yu’s rhythm. The way she sang along made Xian Yu’s heart soften.
When the accompaniment stopped, Xian Yu walked to Murong Qiao’s side.
Seeing her sitting there obediently and listening to him sing for so long to vent his emotions, he couldn’t help but reach out and touch his Little Sister’s hair.
“Awesome-”
Thinking back to how her Big Brother looked when he sang, there was clearly no stage or professional equipment, but Murong Qiao felt that Xian Yu seemed to be glowing. His every move was dazzling.
Murong Qiao was stunned. “Brother—”
She had just called out when she heard Xian Yu’s stomach growl.
The two of them looked at each other and suddenly laughed tacitly.
“Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?” Xian Yu looked relaxed.
Murong Qiao nodded naturally. “Let’s go.”
Unlike the terrible mood when they came, Xian Yu and Murong Qiao left the training room side by side. They felt that the dark clouds shrouding their hearts had dissipated a lot.
Murong Qiao was still humming Xian Yu’s last song and her footsteps were light.
Fifth Brother was undoubtedly a very good singer.
Just looking at the tip of the iceberg he displayed in the training room was enough to make Xian Yu sparkle in Murong Qiao’s heart and become an existence like a scorching light.
Murong Qiao’s heart skipped a beat. “Big Brother.”
“Huh?” Xian Yu replied.
She suddenly had an idea. “Do you want to accompany me to cla.s.s tomorrow?”
He could not stay at the workplace forever. Murong Qiao also wanted to help her Big Brother change his mood.
“Since Qiaoqiao suggested it—” Xian Yu turned to look at her. “Of course I agreed!”
In any case, there were still a few days before the filming started. Xian Yu did not feel guilty about skipping work at all.
As for the manager? Who cared?
Xian Yu, who had agreed to attend cla.s.s with Little Sister, sat in the lecture theater of Hui University with Murong Qiao the next day.
“It’s been a long time since I came to such a place.” Xian Yu sighed.
He and Murong Qiao were sitting in the last row of the cla.s.sroom. Their presence was weak as they were by the window, so usually, no one would notice them.
Murong Qiao teased him, “Does this count as returning to school?”
It didn’t matter if she listened to the cla.s.s or not. The key was to be in a good mood.
In order to make her Fifth Brother really look like a student, Murong Qiao even brought a textbook and placed it in front of Xian Yu for him to pretend.
“I couldn’t get any buns from the canteen, so I could only bring this for you.”
“Book, book, book! Lend me one! I woke up too late and didn’t bring anything!”
“The teacher isn’t here yet. Let’s play a little longer. Don’t s.n.a.t.c.h my ball…”
The surroundings were gradually filled with the commotion of the students, making one’s body relax.
“No one recognized me.” Xian Yu pulled off the mask on his face and chuckled.
Murong Qiao looked around. “Who would have thought that a big star would hide here and listen to cla.s.s?”
She teased and lowered her voice so that only she and Fifth Brother could hear her clearly.
“Everyone, be energetic.” The teacher walked in.
It was a white-haired woman. She was older but looked energetic.
She placed the book on the podium and knocked on the blackboard. “In a while, we’ll pick students to ask questions. Whoever can’t answer will have their credits deducted.”
“No way—”
The students wailed.
Xian Yu was infected by this atmosphere and sighed with curved eyes. His eyes were filled with joy.
“This cla.s.s will talk about the seventh section of the third chapter. Let’s start with the management concept…”
A lecture sounded from the podium. In order not to deduct credits, the students reluctantly perked up and listened attentively.
At this moment, no one was paying attention to him. Xian Yu simply took off his hat and only left a mask covering the lower half of his face to prevent it from being stuffy.
He looked at the heavenly book-like content on the blackboard and looked away uninterestedly. Then, he looked at Murong Qiao, who was sitting beside him.
“Management…” Murong Qiao muttered as she took notes.
Although it was not a compulsory cla.s.s, she had always been serious about learning.
Her fair and soft fingertips held a pen and wrote on the paper. Her beautiful handwriting jumped on the paper.
The wind that slipped in through the window carried her hair and even floated to Xian Yu’s cheek, causing it to itch.
The students were filled with youth, and the lively and restless atmosphere was covered with the smell of books. The carefree relaxation lingered in his body at this moment.
“…Not bad.” He suddenly smiled..