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As Su Wan entered the dormitory with a bag of things, she was surprised to see Xu Chengyang jumping around on the balcony holding a chicken leg.
She glanced at Yao Ye, who was gulping down noodles. "Can you really be this happy over a leftover chicken leg?"
Yao Ye took a big sip of water and rolled his eyes. "Hah, I heard he had a wild dream."
Su Wan clicked her tongue. "Food and pleasure are natural instincts."
Xu Chengyang bounced over from the balcony to stand in front of Su Wan, sniffing her from head to toe. "…the scent of a man."
Su Wan was speechless.
Yao Ye threw a pillow at him. "Xu Chengyang, you idiot!"
Xu Chengyang deftly caught the pillow, took a bite of the chicken leg, and asked, "Guan Guan, what did Old Charlie want from you today?"
"He just asked a couple of questions about my band audition," Su Wan said as she took off her coat and tied her hair into a bun. "By the way, Hengyan Band is coming to our school for a concert next week. Did you guys hear about it?"
Xu Chengyang jumped to the desk and excitedly placed his computer in front of Su Wan. "The school website posted an announcement on the forum at five this afternoon! The whole school is plastered with promotional posters! Everyone in the music department is going crazy!" He straightened up and sighed dramatically at the ceiling. "Finally! Finally! In my lifetime, I can see Fu Weiheng's perfect performance! Oh, how fortunate! How joyful!"
Su Wan interrupted him. "Um, Fu Weiheng probably won't be performing..."
Xu Chengyang exclaimed, "What?! No way! He’s not performing? Are you kidding me?"
"How do you know?" Yao Ye perked up, immediately catching on to the key point. He leaned closer to Su Wan's face with an expression that suggested they were in on some secret together. "Did he tell you? Did you two go out alone again?"
Coughing slightly as water went down the wrong way, Su Wan covered her mouth and wiped it off, feeling inexplicably guilty. "…I guessed."
The two of them looked as if they were not going to believe a word.
Yao Ye squinted his eyes and began to interrogate, "Guan Guan, you've been coming home late for several nights now."
Xu Chengyang exclaimed, "Speak! Is there a man involved?"
Su Wan replied leisurely, "I added Fu Weiheng on WeChat a couple of days ago. Do you want it?"
Xu Chengyang was the first to nod eagerly, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Yao Ye once again slammed the cushion, "Xu Chengyang, is that all you can do?"
Then Su Wan quietly sent Fu Weiheng's WeChat contact to the dorm group chat 216.
Well, just like that, she sold out Deity without a sound.
Two WeChat messages came in from Qin Mu. Su Wan opened them; the first one read: "Sister! I can't take it anymore! Under the pressure of this week's exam, I've completely collapsed. This seedling of our motherland can no longer stand up! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~"
The second message: "Sister! My phone is about to be confiscated. You might not see me for a long time. Will you miss me? (⊙ω⊙)"
Su Wan smiled and replied, "I will. Keep studying hard."
Qin Mu responded, "Okay! Sister, I love you! Muah muah muah."
...
The black Cayenne stopped in front of the Magic Club. The male receptionist outside approached and opened the driver's door. Fu Weiheng took his phone from the dashboard and Su Yan before getting out of the car.
Magic is a high-end members-only club under Ye Yinhua's company, featuring exquisite decor, a comfortable and spacious environment, and impeccable service that leaves no room for criticism.
Today's banquet was arranged a couple of days ago to welcome Jiang Zhi Yan. Ye Yinhua arrived early, while Fu Weiheng was a bit late because he dropped Su Wan off at school. However, the key figure for this event had yet to arrive.
"Where's Jiang Zhi Yan?" Fu Weiheng asked as he sat on the luxurious leather sofa, his fingers poised to take out a cigarette but suddenly pausing. He closed the cigarette case and tossed it onto the coffee table without opening it.
Ye Yinhua watched his series of actions and was about to speak when the door to the private room was pushed open. Jiang Zhi Yan arrived late and sat down at the other end of the sofa, saying, "Sorry for being late."
"Not a problem, Neil just arrived too," Ye Yinhua said as she poured tea for both of them with a smile.
Fu Weiheng took a sip of his tea and looked at his phone, where two new friend requests appeared on WeChat. He clicked to accept them one by one.
"I stopped to get some cash on the way, which delayed me," Jiang Zhi Yan said, tapping his fingers on the coffee table, signaling Fu Weiheng to toss him a cigarette.
Fu Weiheng casually pushed the cigarette case toward him and asked, "What's up? Short on funds?"
Jiang Zhi Yan smiled, opened the case, took a cigarette, lit it with swift and graceful movements. "I can't exactly use my card just to buy a bottle of water." He exhaled a puff of white smoke and then asked, "Are there any bars lately that have Cello playing?"
Upon hearing "Cello," Fu Weiheng paused for a moment, clearly sensitive to the mention, but then smiled it off as if he thought of something.
Ye Yinhua was cleaning the tea set and glanced at Fu Weiheng with a knowing smile. "What’s up? Are you interested in any girl who plays Cello?"
Jiang Zhi Yan flicked ash into the ashtray and immediately denied it. "No, just asking."
******
One week later
October 24th, Saturday at 2:30 PM
H&Y Hengyan Symphony Orchestra Performance.
Location: Yan Chuan Music Academy Concert Hall
Looking at the crowd pouring into the Concert Hall, Xu Chengyang couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, I asked Old Charlie for three tickets in advance. Thank goodness."
Su Wan glanced at the performance program in her hand and replied, "Mm..."
"Damn! What's taking Yao Ye so long?!" Xu Chengyang pulled out his phone to check the time, muttering under his breath.
"There's no rush; we still have thirty minutes," Su Wan said lightly as she glanced at her watch. Just then, her phone rang. After a moment of hesitation upon seeing the caller ID, she answered, "Hello..."
"Wow! Guan Guan! Look! There's a handsome guy walking towards us right in front of you!" Xu Chengyang's sharp voice came through the receiver.
On the other end, Fu Weiheng frowned in displeasure, "Where?"
Feeling a bit embarrassed by Xu Chengyang's shout, especially since it was Fu Weiheng on the line, Su Wan turned her head slightly and said into the phone, "At the entrance of the Concert Hall."
Fu Weiheng replied with a simple "Okay" before hanging up. His abrupt end to the call left Su Wan feeling uneasy. She stared at the screen displaying Fu Weiheng's name, thinking that he must have heard Xu Chengyang's loud comment and assumed she was looking at a handsome guy...
Feeling a bit annoyed, Su Wan raised her eyes to see who this so-called handsome guy was.
To her surprise, Jiang Zhi Yan also looked surprised to see Su Wan. Although he felt somewhat reluctant, he figured he should go over and greet her since she had helped him before. However, that girl seemed to be filled with... anger?
Su Wan paused for a moment, wanting to turn and leave, but Xu Chengyang pulled her back: "Guan Guan, the handsome guy is here!"
The next second, Jiang Zhi Yan stopped right in front of them: "Hi, what a coincidence."
Su Wan gave him a faint glance and replied, "Hello."
Xu Chengyang was puzzled and asked, "Do you know each other??"
Seeing Su Wan's unwilling expression, Jiang Zhi Yan was somewhat confused but decided not to say much. He prepared to greet and leave when a familiar voice rang out behind him.
"Jiang Zhi Yan." Fu Weiheng stood beside Su Wan, his expression indifferent.
Su Wan looked at the man who had suddenly appeared next to her. He wore a perfectly tailored dark green plaid suit that stood out, paired with a white collared shirt. His fair and refreshing face exuded an innate noble aura that made Su Wan's heart race.
Her ears turned warm, and her heartbeat quickened… After not seeing him for a week, she seemed to understand the feeling Qin Mu had described about missing someone dearly.
Jiang Zhi Yan raised an eyebrow, looking at the man and woman in front of him. "Neil, is he your friend?"
Both Su Wan and Xu Chengyang looked bewildered.
Finally, Xu Chengyang's not-so-bright mind concluded that besides herself, the other three knew each other!
Fu Weiheng did not answer but instead asked Su Wan, "Do you know them?"
Su Wan quickly shook her head. "No, I just helped this gentleman with a small favor before."
Fu Weiheng's expression softened a bit, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes as he looked at Su Wan. "Well, that's good."
With this back-and-forth exchange, Jiang Zhi Yan understood what was happening and playfully asked Su Wan, "What’s your name?"
"Su Wan," she replied cautiously while glancing at Fu Weiheng.
Jiang Zhi Yan took out a business card from his suit pocket and said with an odd expression, "Miss Su, thank you very much for your help last time. I am a lawyer; my surname is Jiang. Here’s my card. If you ever need legal assistance in the future, such as with prenuptial agreements or divorce property distribution…"
Fu Weiheng reached out and intercepted the business card with a gloomy expression. "She doesn't need it now, and she definitely won't need it in the future!"
Su Wan: "..."
Jiang Zhi Yan, seeing Fu Weiheng's stern expression, felt extremely satisfied. She pursed her lips and smiled slightly, putting the business card back into her inner pocket. "That would be the best."
"Um..." Xu Chengyang, who had been silent for a long time, cautiously spoke up, "I really need it, Barrister. Can you give me one?"
Su Wan: "..."
Jiang Zhi Yan: "..."
Fu Weiheng glanced at Xu Chengyang lightly and patted Su Wan's shoulder. "Let's go in."
When Yao Ye arrived at the Concert Hall entrance, she saw Xu Chengyang clutching a small business card with a foolish expression. She approached him and gave him a light smack on the back of his head. "What’s wrong with you? You look so creepy standing here alone. Where's Guan Guan?"
Xu Chengyang snapped back to reality and noticed that the three people around him had already disappeared. "Huh? Where did they go?"
Yao Ye: "..."
Later on, Xu Chengyang couldn't help but ask Su Wan what exactly she had helped the handsome man with. Su Wan briefly recounted the events, and upon hearing it, Xu Chengyang gritted his teeth in frustration. "You didn't even call me when this happened! If I had come, that handsome guy might have been your brother-in-law by now! Hmph!"
Su Wan and Yao Ye: "..."
At two-thirty, the concert officially began. Although Fu Weiheng did not perform on stage, he was a prominent figure at the event and was naturally seated in the front row. However, he was extremely reluctant about it, especially when he saw Jiang Zhi Yan sitting next to Su Wan without any pretense. This made him even more irritable, causing him to fidget throughout the performance and appear gloomy and restless, hardly paying attention to the music.
Su Wan was somewhat surprised by the man suddenly sitting beside her but couldn't stop it, so she turned her head to watch the stage.
The lights in the hall gradually dimmed as the musicians took their places on stage. Ye Yinhua walked onto the conductor's podium looking radiant in a neatly tailored black tuxedo.
Today’s performance featured two pieces: Saint-Saëns' "Danse Macabre" and Vivaldi's "Winter." Both pieces are distinctly different in style.
The symphonic poem "Danse Macabre" incorporates melodies from medieval Gregorian chants about the Day of Judgment, creating an eerie atmosphere. The solo violin vividly depicts the sound of clashing bones, which may seem somewhat chilling at first glance, but upon closer listening, the entire symphonic poem flows beautifully. The work possesses a mysterious and uncanny quality.
Vivaldi's "Winter," on the other hand, exemplifies the typical Baroque classical style. The first movement is a fast-paced section that vividly portrays a scene of biting cold and swirling snow. The second movement is a largo, filled with warmth and tranquility, reminiscent of a harmonious family gathered under a Christmas tree. The third movement is lively and also fast-paced. The winter depicted in this concerto is cold and desolate, yet it also harbors a longing and anticipation for spring.
The entire performance was breathtaking, and at the end, the applause in the concert hall was crisp and resounding, with everyone rising in unison to show their appreciation.
As they were leaving, Su Wan received a WeChat message from Fu Weiheng: “Wait for me at the door.”
Fu Weiheng wore a gloomy expression as he glanced at Jiang Zhi Yan, who was smiling and waving at him from a distance, before striding out of the concert hall.
Once outside, Su Wan hesitantly said, “Mr. Fu seems to want to talk to me about something.”
They both replied in unison, “Go ahead, come back later.”
Su Wan remained silent.
Watching Xu Chengyang and Yao Ye walk away without looking back, Su Wan's thoughts began to drift…
“What are you thinking about?”
Fu Weiheng had somehow appeared behind her. Su Wan turned around, slightly taken aback, and replied casually, “I just have this feeling that I might be sold out someday.”
Fu Weiheng paused for a moment, smiled lightly, and patted her head: “If that day ever comes…” He walked past her, and Su Wan felt a bit anxious as she awaited his next words. Then his cool voice floated into her ears, “I would have to redeem you.”
Su Wan: “…”
She must have been out of her mind to think he would say something heartfelt…
In late autumn, the sky darkens quickly, and a new moon hangs gently and brightly in the smoky gray night. The air is somewhat dry, and as a gust of evening wind blows by, Su Wan rubs her arms, feeling a bit chilly.
Beside her, Fu Weiheng suddenly speaks up, "Want to grab something to eat? I'm hungry."
Su Wan pauses for a moment, "There's a noodle shop behind the school that tastes pretty good."
As soon as she finishes speaking, Fu Weiheng unexpectedly takes her hand and starts jogging, "Hurry up, it's a bit cold."
The sudden contact makes Su Wan's heart skip a beat.
This isn't their first time holding hands, but it's the first time Su Wan feels the warmth of his palm. His hand is slightly rough but surprisingly warm. As her palm moves slightly, she notices the calluses on his fingertips, hard from years of pressing piano strings.
She looks at his back; his fine, smooth short hair lies neatly by his ears. The tailored suit enhances his calm and handsome demeanor. His broad and strong shoulders unexpectedly make Su Wan feel particularly reassured.
Su Wan tightens her grip unconsciously.
Feeling the warmth in their hands, Fu Weiheng's lips curve up slightly as he subtly pulls her to run further.
On this autumn night, the flat and wide concrete path in the campus is illuminated by dim yellow lights, casting warm and bright shadows of two figures jogging past.
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