Chapter 140 Hidden Love

Right here waiting… right here waiting? Right here waiting for the love from the memories, but the old days would not come back? Hearing this, Long Xi even broke down unconsciously.

The emotions hidden in this song would linger on for three days. Everyone was addicted to it and even forgot to applaud.

Two minutes later, people recovered and burst into thrilling applause.

Next, in order to liven up to the atmosphere, Yan Wangchuan played a happy piece of music, while his fingers were like butterfly elves flying up and down, which was “Puppy Waltz”.

A happy scene showed up in Long Xi’s mind.

The background that showed up in her mind was a Western-style castle. A European woman wore a Western-style dress, sitting by an old-school piano to play the song “Puppy Waltz”. The player was the lover of the famous Polish creator and composer Chopin, George Sand, a famous French novelist.

Chopin stood next to his lover and closed his eyes to enjoy her performance.

The lover’s puppy was leisurely snoring at the feet of Chopin.

In those days, Chopin composed this song when seeing his lover’s puppy chasing its own tail and continuously spinning around.

At the end of “Puppy Waltz”, Yan Wangchuan played his famous song “The Slave of Love” that he chose in his art test and the reality show. “My beloved girl, you’re the cage of my love. I am your slave of death. My beloved girl, allow me to see you one more time before sentencing me to death. Just one more time. It will be a thousand years long…”

As he played, he glanced at Long Xi with a casual and soulful gaze.

Long Xi felt the coldness of her body but warmth in her mind.

She suddenly realized that the song was actually made for her!

She glanced at Yu Lanjie with a little nervousness, but found that she was completely intoxicated by the music and did not notice his gaze to Long Xi.

At this time, Yan Wangchuan turned to Yu Lanjie. The two looked at each other with love in their eyes.

Long Xi finally got relieved. Things had passed by! Brother Wangchuan had found his true love. The beautiful affection between them had become sweetness in their deep minds, a hidden memory!

Then, Yan Wangchuan changed into using a feminine voice to sing the original music “Like a Dream”, which he had chosen in “Good Voice of China” and whose lyrics were written by Long Xi. His royal band accompanied him with flute, guzheng, and drums.

Yan Wangchuan knew how to imitate sound of the female voice since he was young. It was melodious. Because of this, Long Xi even called him a “handsome version of Li Yugang”.

After going to college, he received professional acoustic training and it became easier to imitate the female voice.

With this song, he became the first “four-turn” participant of “Good Voice of China” this year, which meant that four tutors had turned around for him.

Next, Yan Wangchuan changed into playing guitar, playing the fresh folk-style song, “Glass Snow”.

The host introduced it by saying that Yan Wangchuan had composed this music based on his childhood memories.

Long Xi listened to this song and recalled his childhood and that favorite snowy world.

Every time it snowed, he would hold Long Xi’s hand, running in the snow happily.

Once, Long Xi played a joke and broke Yan Wangchuan’s Chinese textbook. Yan Wangchuan got mad at her and did not answer her for several days.

It was snowing outside. Long Xi waited for it to stop and spent a few hours to pile up a snowman. Instead of considering that was a snowman, it was more like a big snowball.

She turned around to look at Yan Wangchuan, who was just watching him, revealing a soft smile and saying, “It’s done!”

“Is it a snowman?” Yan Wangchuan asked with vague laugher. The parrot on his shoulder with white feathers patted its wings to show its agreement, intimating Yan Wangchuan’s tone to say, “Is it a snowman?”

This little parrot was a smell pet raised by Yan Wangchuan, named Xiaobai.

“Emm… I think it’s much cuter than a snowman!” Long Xi said unforcedly.

“Emm… Okay… haha.” Yan Wangchuan could not hold his laughter in the end.

Long Xi licked her mouth and said, “I hate you, brother Wangchuan. I will never answer you!”

She made a face at Yan Wangchuan and ran away.

An hour later, Yan Wangchuan came for Long Xi and asked her to see his snowman.

She saw a snowman standing there cleverly, bathing under the glory of the moonlight and smiling at her.

It turned out that he had “reconstructed” the big snowball into a good-looking snowman with two black lids as its eyes, a carrot as its nose, and a curved shape carved with the carrot as a smiling mouth.

Long Xi walked slowly to the front of the snowman, reaching out to touch its face. A warm stream flew over her heart!

She turned her head and wanted to say something, but a big snowball came at her and hit her directly in the face.

“Haha…” Yan Wangchuan burst into laughter. He was always a quiet handsome boy and would become unscrupulous when playing with Long Xi.

Long Xi picked up the snow on the ground to fight back when seeing the culprit so unscrupulously.

He avoided her first attack.

Then, he avoided it one more time easily.

“Don’t move!” Long Xi raged.

Yan Wangchuan stood still and indicated that he would not move.

Long Xi used her strength to throw a big snowball over at him, but she missed. Both of them were stunned.

“Hahahaha…” Yan Wangchuan burst into laughter. Long Xi felt embarrassed.

“Allow me to hit you once.” Long Xi showed her coquetry to him.

Yan Wangchuan closed his eyes and whistled.

Xiaobai tilted its head. It wanted to learn it but could not.

Long Xi looked at him with a bad smile. She stepped on Yan Wangchuan’s right foot with her right foot, pushing him down to the snow, and tried to bury him.

“Haha! How dare you look down on me!” Long Xi was yelling and running away.

Haha! The two happily played in the snow and were on a good term like before!

A few years later, Xiaobai died. Yan Wangchuan and Long Xi felt extremely painful. It was another snowy day.

Yan Wangchuan and Long Xi made a small wooden coffin for it and buried it under a jujube tree near the alley. They also piled up a snowman for it and held a small-scale funeral…

Listening to this soulful “Glass Snow”, Lord Mo Kun, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly felt restless. A snake named “jealousy” was biting his heart and making him feel inexplicable and angry.

Had Yan Wangchuan already been defeated by him? Why did he still feel jealous?

Mo Kun bought a ticket tonight by himself and followed them here secretly.

Long Xi was afraid that he would be jealous, so she just told him that she was going to a movie with Yu Lanjie instead of taking part in Yan Wangchuan’s music festival.

However, Lord Mo Kun could read Long Xi’s memory and get her thoughts. Meanwhile, the promoting posters and LED advertisement of Yan Wangchuan’s music festival were everywhere. How could he not know?

Why did things go on like this? Why did Long Xi become so guilty? Could she still not forget Yan Wangchuan?

He did not notice at all that a woman sitting in the back row looked at his ice-sculptured back like a fangirl instead of listening to the music.

Then, on the stage, Yan Wangchuan chose no instruments but whistled “The Spring of the Cowboys”.

The lively and melodious music of whistling was like a light, white feather, following the breeze to pass by Mo Kun’s heart lake. Ripples were left in his mind.

Mo Kun’s jealousy was melted, transferring into being sweetly moved.

Listening to this song, Long Xi also felt moved.

She remembered that she caught a fever once when she was young. Her grandmother was still at her vending stall and had not come back.

Yan Wangchuan used a cold towel to cool her forehead down while whistling a song to her. At that time, he whistled “The City of the Sky” instead of “Spring of the Cowboys”. He liked the theme songs of Hayao Miyazaki’s anime most in those days.

Next, Yan Wangchuan played a piece of ancient style music with flute, named “The Song of Yangcheng Lake”. The host introduced it by saying this was a new song based on his childhood memories.

Yan Wangchuan played this song and recalled the days when he was picking up water chestnuts and catching crabs with Long Xi in Yangcheng Lake.

It was on a weekend when Long Xi’s grandmother and Yan Wangchuan’s mother took the two little kids to Yangcheng Lake.

Yangcheng Lake was full of blue water. It was crystal clear. The sunshine scattered to the bottom of the lake. From a distance, it looked like a bright pearl.

As the sun set, it dyed the water red.

The fishermen were singing on the way back home up and down, echoing each other.

The fishing net divided the afterglow of the sunset into many small lattices with drops of water shining through like glowing diamonds.

Live mandarin fish, turtles, white fish, shrimps, otters, and so on were flopping in the net. Meanwhile, there were plenty of hairy crabs that were the most famous seafood in Yangcheng Lake.

These hefty creatures each at almost 0.5 kg were rampant in the water, but crawled awkwardly in the net. Even with two sharp tongs, eight claws, and a hard shell, it was difficult for them to flee away.

The fishing boats filled with marine products, the smiling faces of fishermen, the glaring sunset, the floating water, the pure rural lives, the curving smoke, the standing willows, the abundant reed marshes, and the green water chestnuts formed a picture of paradise.

Long Xi and the others rode on a black-awning boat, while Ai Meiqi sculled the boat. Floating on the lake, they became like figures in a painting.

Long Xi, who was an active and lively girl, wanted to pick up water chestnuts, so they rode the boat into the dense jungle. The abundant chestnuts made them unable to move forward.

Fortunately, they had prepared a large tub before and put the nine-year-old Long Xi into the tub to pick up the water chestnuts.