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At the bus stop, there is a large poster.
It features a stunning woman sitting gracefully in front of an expensive, shiny grand piano; her smile is radiant and captivating.
—Listen to the nature-like piano sounds.
Internationally renowned pianist, Jiang Yun.
On January 7, 2017, at Yan Chuan Grand Theatre, the first performance of the year.
A beautiful sound awaits—
The four lines of text on the poster are particularly glaring in the sunlight.
Fu Weiheng's gaze shifted back to that slender figure.
She remained still, her fingers that had been resting against the car window were now unknowingly placed on her lap, wrinkling her pants.
Fu Weiheng calmly turned his head to look at the red light that had fifteen seconds remaining, his fingertips gripping the steering wheel had unconsciously turned pale.
Clearly, he could not see her expression or read her emotions.
Yet, his heart ached painfully at the sight of her restrained silhouette.
A brief sixty seconds at the red light felt as if it had stretched into a century.
The car window closed, isolating the noisy sounds of the outside world, and suddenly, the interior was as still as a tranquil pond.
“Neil, the light is green.”
Fu Weiheng was brought back to reality by that slightly hoarse voice. He turned his head to glance at the person beside him; she seemed unfazed, currently pointing at the traffic light suspended in mid-air at the intersection.
The honking from behind came in waves, but Fu Weiheng calmly shifted into gear, pressed the accelerator, and smoothly turned left to pass through the intersection.
“I was just saying,” Su Wan said with a light smile, as if there had been no interruption in their conversation. “Braised beef with radish, stir-fried shrimp with broccoli, sautéed mushrooms, and tofu with crucian carp soup. How does that sound?”
Fu Weiheng paused for a second and smiled slightly. “Hmm, sounds great.”
“That's good to hear.”
During the drive back, aside from a cello piece that flowed like water, the two of them remained mostly silent until they reached the apartment.
“Guan Guan.”
As he stood at the door preparing to enter the code, Fu Weiheng's sudden voice made Su Wan freeze for a moment. “...What?”
“Remember this code.” His long fingers deftly pressed a few numbers on the keypad. The door emitted a prompt sound and unlocked with a click. He opened the door and said, “The code for our home is 394279. Make sure to remember it.”
Su Wan nodded blankly and entered the house.
Fu Weiheng furrowed his brow slightly, walked to the kitchen to put down a bag of items, then turned around with a gentle expression and looked at Su Wan: "Give me your phone, okay?"
Su Wan obediently handed over her phone: "Then I'll go wash the vegetables..."
"Okay." Fu Weiheng took the phone, unlocked it, and tapped a few times on the screen.
Su Wan didn't mind, putting down her bag and heading straight to the kitchen.
After a short while, Fu Weiheng walked in from outside and placed the phone into her pocket: "I saved the home password in your phone contacts."
Su Wan took out a roll of beef brisket from the bag and turned on the water to rinse it: "Alright."
Fu Weiheng watched the splashing water and reached out to adjust the water flow: "Why aren't you wearing an apron?"
Su Wan glanced at her empty front: "I forgot..."
Meanwhile, he had already walked to the fridge, took down an apron from the wall, and when he returned, he succinctly said: "Neck."
Su Wan continued washing the beef brisket without stopping, instinctively extending her neck towards him.
He skillfully slipped the apron around her neck, then stood behind her, reaching around to tie a secure knot with the strings. After that, he brushed her long hair aside and asked: "Do you want to tie your hair up? Hmm?"
Su Wan extended her right hand with the hair tie towards him: "Yes."
The latter took over, brushing her smooth hair aside and somewhat clumsily tying it up, letting it hang loosely at the nape of her neck.
"Do you need help?" Fu Weiheng asked as he stood in front of the counter, glancing at the various vegetables.
Su Wan thought for a moment and smiled, "Could you please take the clay pot out from the cabinet and wash it?"
"Sure," Fu Weiheng replied.
For a moment, they both seemed to have forgotten the brief interruption at the traffic light earlier, and as they worked together, their banter and laughter resumed as usual.
She didn’t bring it up, so he didn’t ask.
---
Fu Weiheng had very skillful hands. During this cooking session, his assistance saved Su Wan many unnecessary steps; she only needed to focus on stir-frying and simmering the soup, ensuring everything was perfectly timed and seasoned.
Once all the dishes were ready, the house was filled with an enticing aroma of food.
"When did you learn to cook?" Fu Weiheng asked, watching her carefully test the saltiness of the fish soup. He thoughtfully handed her a small dish for tasting, curious about her response.
Su Wan smiled as she took the dish, scooping a little to taste. It seemed a bit bland, so she added a pinch of salt to the pot and said, "I learned in middle school."
She gently stirred with a spoon and continued, "At that time, my dad wasn't in good health. After working all day outside, he still had to cook for me when he came home. I didn't want him to work so hard, so I occasionally went next door to Aunt Li's house to secretly learn. Sometimes when my dad worked late, I would try cooking myself. Over time, I got the hang of it."
She took another taste from the dish and then happily licked her lips with satisfaction, smiling brightly: "Neil, it's really delicious."
Fu Weiheng smiled slightly and said, "Is that so? Let me try."
Su Wan handed over the dish of flavors, but he tilted his head away, directly covering her lips with his, extending his tongue to lightly lick her lips in agreement, "Hmm, very fresh and sweet."
Su Wan turned back to serve soup with a flushed face, her voice soft, "…Dinner is ready."
Fu Weiheng readily took out bowls and chopsticks for the dining table, instructing, "Leave the soup here once it's served; I'll carry it."
"…Oh."
During dinner, both adhered to the principle of eating without talking, focusing on their meals with little conversation.
Perhaps because it had been a long time since Su Wan had home-cooked food, she had a big appetite today, finishing two bowls of rice. With their combined efforts, all the dishes were cleared.
After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, Su Wan sat on the sofa watching TV when her phone rang loudly from her pocket. Startled, she quickly pulled out her phone to check; it was a call from her aunt.
Su Wan beamed with joy and immediately answered, "Auntie."
On the other end, Su Yue was equally cheerful: "Guan Guan, have you eaten?"
Before Su Wan could respond, a sharp wail came through the line: "Sister! Come back quickly! I miss you so much!"
Su Yue: "What are you shouting about, Qin Mu? Go back and do your homework!"
Su Wan couldn't hear clearly what Qin Mu said next but distinctly caught a mournful wail. Even through the phone, she could feel Qin Mu's resentment, and then Su Wan couldn't help but chuckle lightly.
Fu Weiheng poured two cups of warm water and sat down beside her. Seeing her smile happily, he didn’t disturb her and instead took her other hand to play with it.
Su Wan turned her hand to grasp Fu Weiheng's long fingers and said into the phone, "Aunt, have you eaten?"
Su Yue laughed, "Yes, yes, Guan Guan, how's your internship going? Is it too hard?"
Su Wan instinctively glanced at her boss sitting beside her. "Not hard, I just practice piano every day."
Su Yue replied, "That's good. But don't sit all the time. If you're practicing for ten hours a day, be careful not to hurt your back. You should go out and have some fun occasionally. If money is tight, just tell your aunt."
Su Wan said, "Mm, don’t worry, Aunt."
Su Yue continued, "Guan Guan, Qin Mu is taking the college entrance exam this year. Your uncle and I are worried about leaving her home alone, so you’ll have to take care of her tomorrow."
Su Wan chuckled lightly, "Aunt, that's what I'm supposed to do. You don’t need to come over this year; I can handle it myself. Don’t worry."
"Alright..." Su Yue's tone suddenly became subtle. "Guan Guan, I heard from Qin Mu that... you have a boyfriend?"
Su Wan was taken aback and glanced at her boyfriend who was playing with her hair. Feeling a bit guilty, she replied, "...Yeah."
This made Su Yue extremely happy; her voice became louder as she spoke. "Then remember to bring him home during the holidays for your aunt and uncle to meet! Where is he from?"
Su Wan replied, "He's also from Yan Chuan..."
Su Yue exclaimed, "Great! Bring him back for dinner during the New Year! Alright, Aunt has to get to work now; take good care of yourself!"
Su Wan: "Okay, aunt, be careful on the way... goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Su Wan felt a bit dazed, having been asked to bring someone... home?
The person she was asked to bring home handed her a cup of warm water and casually asked, "Are you going to the New Year's concert tonight?"
Su Wan straightened her back against the sofa immediately.
He continued, "Japan NHK Symphony Orchestra."
Su Wan: "I'm going!"
---
The concert started at seven-thirty in the evening and lasted for two and a half hours.
By the time they arrived at Yan Chuan Grand Theatre, it was already past seven, and the theater was particularly crowded. Fu Weiheng seemed to have prepared early; shortly after entering the theater, a man in a suit approached them with a smile and led them to their special seats in the front row.
Su Wan looked around in surprise and noticed that they were not the only ones who had entered early. If she wasn't mistaken, sitting in the front row just now seemed to be the popular young actor, Xiang Qichen...
And next to Xiang Qichen was what appeared to be the popular actress Jiang Wei, along with someone sitting diagonally across from her...
She unconsciously stretched her neck—famous cellist He Youyou.
This concert... was something else...
Su Wan admitted that her heart was racing.
He Youyou, a woman and one of the top cellists in the music industry, graduated from the Berlin Conservatory...
Suddenly, she realized something and turned her head to look at Fu Weiheng, who was sitting nearby, staring at him for a long time.
Noticing her gaze, Fu Weiheng looked up from the program: "What's wrong?"
Su Wan replied, "I almost forgot you are the internationally renowned violinist Fu Weiheng."
Fu Weiheng remained silent.
The person in front suddenly seemed to sense something and turned around, but upon seeing Fu Weiheng's familiar and handsome face, they were taken aback.
Su Wan was momentarily stunned.
He Youyou... had turned around...
Looking at them...
"Neil, what a coincidence," He Youyou said with a bright smile, her heart fluttering. "Were you invited by the organizers as well?"
Fu Weiheng furrowed his brow slightly, his expression indifferent as he nodded in response.
Su Wan couldn't help but exclaim inwardly and softly asked, "Do you... know each other?"
Fu Weiheng replied lightly with a "mm."
He Youyou then noticed a delicate and beautiful girl sitting next to Fu Weiheng. Being sensitive by nature, she immediately realized something, but still asked, "Neil, is she your friend?"
Fu Weiheng lifted his eyelids and said in a deep voice, "Fiancée."
At this statement, both Su Wan and He Youyou were taken aback.
Su Wan looked at He Youyou, whose smile suddenly froze, and then at her frowning face filled with displeasure. Even though she was usually slow on the uptake, she understood the situation now.
She just never expected that one day she would become He Youyou's rival in love...
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